Chapter 6 Competition

"This time, ten disciples were determined by each of the three sects, and the top three of each sects. The refiner elders can refine a magic weapon for free according to their own requirements, and also reward one five dragon elixir. This five dragon elixir is a good thing. It can greatly improve their cultivation, and it can also increase 50 years of longevity!" Li Changfeng looked at Bai Lang with deep meaning in his eyes.

"Five Dragon Elixir? This is really a good thing!" Bai Lang's face moved slightly. Although the monk's life is long, which is not like a hundred years of a mortal's hurried death, he can generally live more than 200 years, with a higher cultivation, and with the assistance of a genius treasure, he may die at the age of six or 700. However, this seemingly long life is just a blink of an eye in the eyes of the monks. After years, they have realized that perhaps a retreat is more than ten or twenty years, and hundreds of years are nothing at all.

If you can't break through the line of life and death in the end, you will eventually return to the loess and dissipate the world. Therefore, it is really a great opportunity to increase the life expectancy of 50 years in vain.

"Work hard to participate in the last three competition, and the rewards will be more generous!" Li Changfeng smiled faintly and patted Bai Lang on the shoulder. "Okay, the first ten advanced competition will begin soon. Go and prepare for it!"

Bai Lang nodded and walked to the preparation area.

In the top ten of the 20th grade, because the ten most outstanding disciples are to be selected, the reincarnation system is adopted. Everyone has to compete with the remaining 20 people, and finally counts the total score.

Two points for winning a game, one point for a draw and zero points for losing the game.

Because of Zhou Guang's failure to withdraw, now his quota is naturally replaced by Bai Lang. Now the 20 disciples participating in the examination are drawing lots from a deacon elder.

"Bai Lang, your performance surprised me!"

A young man came over, followed by several disciples. He was dressed as white as snow, his eyes were bright, and there was a faint smile on his face. However, there was a trace of coldness and arrogance in his smile, which made people feel extremely difficult to get close.

Bai Lang looked up and his eyes condensed: "Xiao Baiyu!"

He didn't like Xiao Baiyu or hate him. He just felt that he was an extremely arrogant person. Although he took over Xiao Baiyu's war letter and couldn't get used to his arrogant look, after all, he was only angry for a moment. For this person, he always regarded him as a passer-by. You were arrogant and walked on both sides of the road. He never thought of having too much intersection with this person.

"I hope you don't let me down!" Xiao Baiyu was extremely elegant. He looked up and down at Bai Lang, as if he were looking at his training partner.

Bai Lang frowned. No one wanted to be looked at by such eyes. He said coldly, "It will satisfy Brother Xiao. Haven't Brother Zhou Guang already experienced it!"

A strange light flashed in the corners of Xiao Baiyu's eyes.

"Arrogant, I really think I'm invincible in the world!" A young disciple behind Xiao Baiyu's face showed sarcasm.

"Brother Xiao's combat power is extraordinary and can shake the Taoist wizards. He is a master of the twelve-storey realm of the sword tower!" Another master disciple showed a complaed look, as if he were fighting against a peerless master.

Bai Lang felt awe of his heart. He didn't expect that Xiao Baiyu had reached such a level. He really had arrogant capital, but what he cared about? He smiled faintly, but his eyes fell on the two disciples who had just spoken: "Brother Xiao's extraordinary combat effectiveness is really enviable. Others are 'clapping horses' and can't reach Ah!"

After saying that, I didn't care about them at all, so I turned around and left!

The two were stunned for a long time, their faces changed, and they looked embarrassed. They were about to rush up, but they were stopped by Xiao Baiyu: "Do you beat them or do you want to go up and be humiliated again?" After saying that, he also turned around and left in the opposite direction.

Half an hour later, Bai Lang got his own draw against a male cultivation named Yu Qing. The eight-layer sword tower cultivation was not strong.

"Brother Bai, who is your opponent?" Song Weifeng came over and asked with a smile. He knew that Bai Lang's strength was extraordinary, and it was no problem to enter the top ten.

Bai Lang put the bamboo slip in his hand and joked, "No pressure!"

Song Weifeng laughed and said, "Brother Bai, you are free of pressure. I am dangerous and tight this time!" Although he said so, he actually didn't care much. A loss in a game is nothing at all. The final promotion still depends on the overall results. He estimated that as long as he plays well, it is still very promising to enter the top ten.

"Brother Bai, you and Xiao Baiyu once had a war date. Be careful at that time. They are the elders and will not care too much at all. In addition, most of the people who have the opportunity to advance to the top ten this time are the elders. If you have the opportunity, you'd better seriously injure some of them. This is related to the last three cases. Big..." Song Weifeng thought for a moment, and suddenly a sharp light appeared in his eyes and said in a low voice.

Bai Lang was stunned and was about to ask carefully when the game began with a leisurely bell sound.

"Qian Wanshan vs. Wu Dahai, the No. 1 ring!"

"Wanping against Changlinshu, No. 2 ring!"

......

"Bai Lang vs. Yu Qing, No. 7 ring!"

"Brother Bai, go and have a test!" Song Weifeng's eyes flashed and he said.

Bai Lang thought about Song Weifeng's words in his heart. If he understood something, he slowly walked to the stage. It was too domineering for him to hurt his fellow disciples for no reason. If someone asked him to do so, he would not even pay attention to it. However, he turned back and looked at the rostrum in the distance. Li Changfeng sat like the wind, but his face was faintly sad. Bai Lang's heart moved and sighed slightly.

Bai Lang walked to the stage and calmed down a little. Seeing a nearly middle-aged man standing opposite him, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Luoxia Dongtian recruits disciples, all of whom are talented and talented, especially teenagers, but it is rare to be as old as this.

"Tianmeng?" Bai Lang caught a glimpse of a small tattoo embroidered on his waist, frowned slightly and was shocked, "He is probably from the master's side, right?"

"Brother Bai!" When the middle-aged man saw that Bai Lang stared at him and didn't say anything, he couldn't help but tremble and his face changed. He had seen the scene where Bai Lang was so powerful just now. Thinking of the countless thunder and lightning, he couldn't help shivering.

"Uh!" Bai Lang came to his senses and smiled shyly, "Brother Yu Qing, let's start!" After saying that, he stretched out his hand forward and wondered whether to release water for the senior brother.

"No, no, no!" The man changed his color slightly and was a little anxious. He quickly waved his hand and said, "I admit defeat in this battle!"

White's face was surprised: "..."

The man knew that he was defeated by Bai Lang. It's better to save some physical strength and deal with the opponents behind him. He quickly turned to the deacon and shouted, "I admit defeat!"

The elder glanced back at the two people, stood up and announced, "In this battle, Bai Lang wins, plus two points!"