Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

Jian Xuan was beside Lin Bai explaining about Dou Wu Peak's qualifications.

Lin Bai asked curiously: "Then how can we qualify? Do we have to keep playing like this? Isn't there a standard for measurement?"

"That's not true. Have you seen that old man over there?" Jian Xuan whispered to Lin Bai.

Lin Bai followed Jian Xuan's gaze and saw an old man with sharp eyes on the edge of the competition field, watching the competition in the field with an expressionless face.

Jian Xuan said: "This person is the elder who guards this place, his name is Wang Jin. As long as he says that you passed the examination and obtained the qualification, you can be regarded as having obtained the entry qualification on Dou Wu Peak!"

Lin Bai frowned and said: "In other words...whether you can obtain the entry qualification depends entirely on this person's words?"

Jian Xuan chuckled and said: "That's right, but don't worry. Generally speaking, any warrior who can win ten consecutive victories here will be qualified to join the Xuantian Sect."

"Elder Wang Jin will not deliberately make things difficult for you!"

Lin Bai nodded silently.

Jian Xuan said: "Let's go, Junior Brother Lin Bai, I will take you over to register. You can play later."

After saying that, Jian Xuan led Lin Bai towards Elder Wang Jin.

"Elder Wang Jin." Jian Xuan came to Elder Wang Jin, cupped his fists and said in salute.

Wang Jin glanced sideways at Jian Xuan and said softly: "Inner disciple Jian Xuan, what are you inner disciples doing here?"

When Wang Jin spoke, there was no emotion, and it was ordinary.

Jian Xuan said softly: "I have a friend who comes from the realm of all nations and wants to join Xuantian Sect. I brought him here to obtain the qualifications for entry, so I came here to register with the elders."

Wang Jin said lightly: "Haha, Jianxuan, you are really funny. Your status as an inner disciple is placed here. You only need to show your identity in the deacon hall, can those elders still be in trouble?"

"With an inner disciple as a guarantee, it is not a sure thing for a disciple to join the sect. Why bother to come to Dou Wu Peak to obtain entry qualifications?"

Wang Jin said with a faint smile.

When Jian Xuan heard this, his expression suddenly became unhappy and he said.

Lin Bai spoke at this moment: "Elder Wang Jin, Lin Bai, I heard that the rules of Xuantian Sect are to obtain entry qualifications on Douwu Peak. Rules are rules, so naturally you must follow the rules."

"Elder Wang Jin, please register for me."

Lin Bai said with a chuckle.

Wang Jin also saw the displeasure on Jian Xuan's face, and had obviously guessed that Jian Xuan might have been hindered by something in the deacon hall. He did not continue to ask further, and said: "Okay, your name is Lin Bai, right?" ? What is the difference between martial arts cultivation and artistic conception cultivation?"

Lin Bai nodded and said with a smile: "The fourth level of the Yang Shen realm, as for the cultivation of the artistic conception... the heavy rain artistic conception, the middle stage!"

Lin Bai shouldered three artistic conceptions, the late Aurora artistic conception, the middle Heavy Rain artistic conception, and the early killing artistic conception, but Lin Bai did not directly state his Aurora artistic conception and Killing artistic conception.

Instead, he chose a tepid rainstorm in the middle stage and reported it to Elder Wang Jin!

Immediately, Wang Jin took out a token from his storage bag, engraved Lin Bai's name on it, handed it to Lin Bai and said, "I have registered it for you, you can play later!"

"Before you go on the field, you need to hand this token to me, and I will count the wins for you!"

"As long as I think you are qualified, I will let you go and will not deliberately embarrass you!"

Wang Jin smiled faintly.

Lin Bai smiled and said: "Thank you, elder!"

Immediately after Lin Bai put away the token, he and Jian Xuan returned to the spectator seats and watched the competition in the competition arena. There were still warriors competing in the competition arena, so naturally it was not a good time for Lin Bai to take the stage!

About an hour later.

After the warrior in the competition field won seven consecutive victories, he was defeated by a Xuantian Sect disciple, ending his winning streak!

The warrior was also unwilling to give up and went to Wang Jin to retrieve the token, then turned back to the viewing platform to heal his injuries.

In the field, I was free for a while.

"Senior Brother Jianxuan, I'll go then!" Lin Bai said to Jianxuan when he saw that the competition ground was still free.

Jian Xuan nodded solemnly: "Okay, Junior Brother Lin Bai, be more careful!"

Lin Bai nodded slightly, immediately jumped up from the viewing platform, landed in the competition arena, and handed his token to Wang Jin.

Elder Wang Jin immediately shouted: "Challenger Lin Bai, who is at the fourth level of the Yangshen realm and in the middle of the Heavy Rain realm, who will come down to challenge me?"

Lin Bai stood in the field, waiting for the Xuantian Sect disciples to appear.

And when Wang Jin finished reporting Lin Bai's artistic conception and martial arts cultivation, it immediately caused a commotion on the surrounding viewing platforms.

"Finally, a warrior from the Yangshen realm has arrived. This competition should be very exciting."

"That's right. According to the cultivation level of Yangshen realm, it must be because the inner disciples of Xuantian Sect will take action."

"should be."

"I wonder which inner disciple will take action!"

"..."

Many warriors watching the battle began to whisper.

Lin Bai stood in the field, waiting for a long time before no disciple appeared.

Just at this time, a chuckle came and said: "Since all the inner disciples are so calm, let me come down and give it a try."

While he was talking, a figure that was so fast that even the naked eye could not see clearly fell straight into the field. After a flash, he stood opposite Lin Bai!

This man is a young man dressed in white, with a graceful demeanor, black hair flying in front of his forehead, and a slight smile on his lips. He does not have any murderous intent on his body, but is as warm as a big brother next door!

"I am an inner disciple, Yu Qinglin, who is at the fourth level of the Yangshen realm and in the middle stage of the Gale Spiritual Realm." After the young man in white landed, he smiled and saluted Lin Bai with his fists clasped.

Lin Bai smiled and said: "I'm Lin Bai!"

Yu Qinglin chuckled and said: "Brother Lin Bai, you and I are almost the same in terms of realm and artistic cultivation. However, we will inevitably make mistakes in a martial arts competition. Brother Lin Bai, please try your best."

Lin Bai smiled and said: "That's natural, Brother Yu, please do it!"

"Okay!" Yu Qinglin smiled slightly and immediately took up his posture. A bit of strong wind gathered around him crazily, gradually condensing into a storm, causing the world to change!

"Brother Lin Bai, be careful. This punch of my brother is the power of the middle stage of the Gale Wind Concept. It is called... Silent Wind Divine Fist!" Yu Qinglin had a smile on his face, but his strength was not weak at all.

Lin Bai nodded slightly, activated the spiritual power in his body, and looked at Yu Qinglin with a smile.

Rumble——

Suddenly, Yu Qinglin took a step forward. Under the blessing of the strong wind, Yu Qinglin's speed reached an outrageous level. In the blink of an eye, he crossed the distance of a thousand meters and punched Lin Bai in the face. above.

If he were an ordinary warrior, he would definitely be defeated instantly by this sudden punch!

But no matter what, his opponent is Lin Bai...