Reincarnation of the Empress: My Brother Has the Appearance of a Great Emperor

After each round, the lottery is drawn again, and the cycle continues.

The competition is fierce, but the rewards are equally plentiful.

All kinds of spiritual medicine pills were taken out and used by Xu Ming to motivate the participating disciples.

"Let's start drawing lots!"

With Xu Ming's announcement, under the arrangement of other elders, all participating disciples will draw lots.

"There are a total of 280 disciples participating in this competition."

"Most of them are in the spirit realm, and the pulse condensing realm also accounts for about three layers."

Lin Tianchen's voice echoed in the ears of the elders.

Naturally, Su Yun heard it.

Of course he knew what Lin Tianchen meant.

Just condensing the pulse can squeeze Leng Yiyi out.

Not to mention that there are still disciples in the mountain-making realm.

Leng Yiyi wants to take the top [-], hang!

Just as he was talking, an outer door elder shouted loudly, "Ring No. 5, No. 6 vs. No. [-]!"

A total of 10 arenas are placed on the square, and competitions are held at the same time.

At this time, with the announcement of the elders of the outer door, Leng Yiyi walked onto the ring with a long sword in hand.

As soon as she appeared, she almost attracted the attention of most people in the past.

"Hey! Isn't that the girl with Uncle Su?"

"She's also a disciple of Qingxuanfeng, how come she's never seen it before."

"It should be, the last time I saw Master Su walking around the sect with her."

"Hey! A man and a woman are walking around the sect, and the truth is..."

"You are courting death, aren't you? If you are heard by those senior sisters, they will have to hang you under the mountain gate for seven days and seven nights."

"Don't, don't, I was wrong."

Leng Yiyi's eyes were calm and her face was cold.

Turn a deaf ear to the surrounding discussions.

Under the stage, a disciple of the White Moon Sect in Tsing Yi was slightly taken aback.

"Master, my first battle is Qingxuanfeng's junior sister, what can I do?"

"Do whatever you want!" An elder beside him said, "Zongmen Dabi, no matter what your status is, you are all equal in the stage, you just need to defeat her to advance."

"Master, do I have to release water later?"

The elder pondered slightly, and seemed to be a little afraid of the existence of Qingxuanfeng.

After all, even the head of the 'that' should give three points.

"Let's let the water go a little, but remember not to go too far, just win, don't let that girl lose too ugly."

"Good Le!"

With the consent of his master, the disciple stomped on the ground, swung the long sword in his hand, and floated onto the stage.

The action is dashing like a sword fairy.

Immediately, he smiled slightly and said, "This junior sister, Zhao Cai, a disciple of Xuanji Peak, please enlighten me."

Leng Yiyi said indifferently: "Leng Yiyi, a disciple of Qingxuan Peak, please enlighten me."

"Who do you think will win?"

Lin Tianchen also noticed this.

There is not much suspense in other arena battles, but Leng Yiyi's side, because of Qingxuanfeng's relationship, naturally attracts attention.

"Only from the point of view of cultivation, Zhao Cai is one of the best."

"The same is true of actual combat experience, right?"

"What do nephew Su Yun think?"

These elders naturally know what to do.

How could a novice who has just been promoted to the Pulse Condensation realm beat the cultivator in the middle stage of Pulse Condensation?

Please think with your feet.

Su Yun smiled slightly: "There should be no suspense."

The elders nodded.

They thought that what Su Yun said had no suspense, that Leng Yiyi would lose.

Only Lin Tianchen gave Su Yun a deep look.