Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Asked by the ancient wind, Qin Haiyun began to stay stunned for half a moment, and then replied with a smile: "there is a strong pungent smell, and I don't know where it comes from."

"Didn't you hear a white dog barking? I think the white dog farted. " Gu Feng's expression was very serious, which immediately attracted a burst of laughter.

"Boy, how dare you call me a dog?" Seeing that the people sitting were laughing at themselves, Jia Zhengjin was really angry this time and almost had to fight against the ancient wind.

Unexpectedly, Qin Haiyun opened his mouth and said, "you are so strange. The younger martial brother said a white dog, but you have to take it from yourself. Do you think you are the white dog?"

"Ha ha!"

The people present burst into laughter again. Gu Feng also smiled and said to Jia Zhengjin: "sorry, senior brother Baigou, I am also one of the candidates. I have no reason to give you my seat."

With these words, Gu Feng got up and confronted Jia Zhengjin face to face. He didn't care that the other party was two heads higher than himself.

"Die!" Jia Zhengjin was angry and raised his palm to fight, but he was scolded by the elders on the high platform.

"That's enough. Take your seat and wait for Dabi to start. If you continue to stir up like this, you will be disqualified for promotion immediately. "

Jia Zhengjin was scolded by the white elder sitting in the middle. Gu Feng was his favorite. Of course, he would not let Gu Feng suffer a little loss. In his scolding, there was a slight sound wave attack, which made Jia Zhengjin tremble and his face white.

"Yes, disciple!"

He bowed honestly to the high platform, and Jia Zhengjin withdrew. When he retreated, he didn't forget to threaten some ancient customs and said, "you'd better not meet me on the platform, or you'll die."

After the cruel words, Jia Zhengjin left, but Gu Feng was unhappy. He directly opened his mouth and shouted at the elders on the high platform: "elders, help! Senior brother Baigou just said he was going to kill me..."

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A group of people were petrified. They were thundered by the ancient wind. According to the normal logic, after the ancient wind is threatened, you should say: I'm waiting for you!

I didn't know that the ancient wind was so unruly, so I shouted for help.

This voice came down, but it frightened Jia Zhengjin. Before the elder became angry, he immediately knelt down, kowtowed to the elder on the high platform, and shouted, "I dare not dare again. Please forgive me this time."

"Hum! I think you have some talent. I'll spare you for the time being. " Bai Changlao said.

After Jia Zhengjin repeatedly kowtowed and promised, he didn't even dare to take another look at the ancient style. He sat down in the back corner.

Today, I was in high spirits and ready to show my skills and show my face in front of the beauty, but I didn't know I lost such a big face.

One thing he couldn't figure out was why those elders were so polite to themselves in the past, but today they are so embarrassed?

To his surprise, Bai Changlao has already taken a fancy to the ancient style, which is the object of vigorous cultivation in the future.

A small storm has passed, and the conference will officially begin. In this small storm, the ancient style has set up a great enemy for itself. I don't care much about the old style of natural nerves, even if the other party is a master of the French sea, ranking in the top ten outside the door.

With the passage of time, Dabi officially began. According to statistics, there were 50 disciples who broke through the French border this year. These 50 were regarded as seed players. They didn't have to participate in the promotion competition, but only waited for the qualifying competition later.

The remaining 150 people who are still at the peak of true Qi will compete for the last 50 places.

After the discussion of the elders, 150 people were divided into five groups with 30 people in each group, and the top ten were promoted. If there are too many top ten experts, don't think there are too many people who can challenge themselves. This rule is very humanized and has been unanimously recognized by all disciples.

Gu Feng was assigned to the second group, so he focused on the competition on the stage. His practice time was very short, and he didn't have much combat experience. After some observation, he really learned a lot of useful things.

Once the true Qi is converted into mana, it can condense the image. The more powerful the mana is, the more real and powerful the condensed object is. However, people who don't break the pill generally don't choose to condense the image against the enemy, because it will consume too much mana and is very difficult.

Even so, in the first group, Gufeng still saw two people who could condense easily. These two people won the first and second good results without dispute, and steadily became quasi inner disciples. Many spectators cheered for it.

After repeated competition, the first group's competition ended. Some of the ten disciples who were finally promoted shouted excitedly, while others looked indifferent. Some people are tired and panting, while others are always calm. This is the gap in strength. Those who rank lower may face challenges from other groups later.

The big ratio of the first group was over. When it was the second group's turn to play, Gu Feng was the first to jump up. The rule of the game is to duel in pairs. The defeated fifteen people duel with each other again. The five who finally win join the team of fifteen who won before. Twenty people duel again, and the winner is promoted.

Of course, if there are unconvinced people, you can continue to challenge the people in the front ten, and replace the other party if you win.

Gu Feng stood on the battle platform, and soon someone came up to challenge. This is a 12-year-old boy, holding a green snake sword, his face is slightly ferocious, and his eyes look at the ancient style clearly with a trace of ridicule.

The reason why this person is anxious to challenge the ancient style is that Jia Zhengjin winked at him and was ready to teach him a lesson.

The old style can see clearly about the two people's eyebrows. Now that we know that this person is Jia Zhengjin's person, the ancient style is certainly not polite.

The man sneered and said, "little brother, I thank you for your success. You're still young. It's OK to wait another two years."

"Oh, elder martial brother, are you so sure to defeat me?" After that, there was a long pale gold sword in the ancient wind's hand, which was transformed by magic. Although this sword came from magic, it gives people a feeling of incomparable reality.

Just when the ancient wind just lit his sword, the disciple's face "brushed" changed. At the beginning, there was no contempt and ridicule, but a dignified face instead.

The person who has not broken the pill and can easily condense the image shows that he has incomparably strong mana and can definitely rank in the top three in the group match.