Chapter 104 Sudden rise

(Second update, collection! The thousand words I owed yesterday will be returned three times tomorrow~ Things are a little tricky today...)

Near noon, after a morning's competition, a total of more than 80 disciples were eliminated, including 40 foreign disciples, and the remaining 60 promoted disciples, including only 10 foreign disciples, including Shi Luocheng and Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan ended with eight consecutive games with a complete victory with the cultivation in the middle of the foundation, which shocked everyone present, including the Yuanying monk sitting on the high platform, also turned his eyes to the dark horse.

In particular, Huan Shui and Huan Chong had a certain impression of Zhang Yan. At this time, when they saw Zhang Yan's excellent performance, they looked at each other and saw the surprise and doubt in it.

"Sister, what secret skills have been taught by you as a disciple named Zhang Yan? Such a performance is really amazing~" Huan Chong stroked his white beard under his jaw, and there was a trace of surprise on his clear face.

Huan Chong once met Zhang Yan in the Dan pharmacy and even personally explored Zhang Yan. He found that Zhang Yan practiced only ordinary Qingmu attribute skills, which was nothing surprising, but he could advance to the middle stage of the foundation with inferior qualifications. With Huan Chong's eyesight, he could not see why. At that time, it aroused his curiosity. At this time, he saw Zhang Yan crossing all the way and cutting down the monks in the later stage of the foundation. He couldn't help but be surprised and asked.

"I'm usually busy with alchemy. How can I pass on his skills? In fact, I'm also curious about his practice." Huan Shui's indifferent face showed a trace of helplessness, and then said leisurely, "This child, the conventional things in the world of cultivation seem to be useless to him at all. Not only did he embark on the road of practice with poor qualifications, but what is even more surprising now is that he has defeated many late disciples with his cultivation in the middle of the foundation. . I have to say that he has subverted a lot of my cognition. He is a little guy who constantly creates surprises~"

Hearing Huan Shui's heartfelt admiration, a trace of brilliance flashed in Huan Chong's eyes and said with a smile, "It seems that the junior sister esteems this boy very much~ Is the sister going to put him under her door?"

Huan Shui shook his head and regained his indifference. "I won't be an apprentice in my life. This child has his own way to go, and I'm afraid following me will hinder his progress."

Huan Chong stopped talking, took a deep look at Huan Shui, then slowly stroked his white beard and fell into thought.

Xun, belongs to wood, is located in the fourth place of the eight trigrams. It nourishes everything for the wind and goes smoothly with the wind.

At this time, the front of the ring was full of people. In contrast, the other seven ring seemed empty.

On the ring, Zhang Yan, dressed in gray, held a medium-grade spiritual weapon Chanjuan's flying sword and waited.

His opponent is a young man in the late foundation-building period of the inner door. A thick black whiskers under his jaw are like a steel brush, and the roots are blown up and extremely rough. His name is Lei Heng, and his temperament is fierce. The metal axe in his hand is a powerful inferior spiritual weapon, which is called split mountains.

In the previous game, Lei Heng smashed an outer disciple into a pool of blood mud with his hand, which was also the first death case so far in the game. No one blames him. He is just an outer disciple, and it is not worth brushing down Lei Heng, an excellent inner disciple. So at this time, he still stood on the ring with a grumpy face, waiting for the bell to ring and severely abuse the outer door boy in front of him again!

The reason why the competition between the two is so popular is that one is a dark horse character at the outer door, and the other is a fierce inner door butcher. The power of such a game can be imagined.

In addition, Murong Ke, Mo Rongkai, Ye Xuanshi and Han Qimei, the four famous figures of the inner door, Shi Luocheng, the first master of the outer door, were all on the scene, which naturally attracted more attention. For example, Wu Tailai, the leader of the Wu clan, Liao Ruogu, the leader of the Liao clan, and some other patriarchs are in the crowd. Even Qingchuan, Yang Chan, Leng Caiying and other Jindan monks in the distance came one after another.

It can be said that this game has the largest number of participants, and the market is also the hottest so far.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere before the game intentionally or unintentionally became tense and depressed. Zhang Yan's heart was calm and his eyes drooped. His whole body seemed to be a different person, emitting cold air all over his body, and his simple face became calm like water, showing a trace of cold smell.

Shi Luocheng sighed gently in his heart. He noticed Zhang Yan's abnormality before the game, but he did not ask. He understood that even if he asked, Zhang Yan would not say it. From the cold light that inadvertently passed through his eyes, it can be seen that Zhang Yan has great resentment in his heart!

Maybe, only during the game can he vent his anger...

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Ye Xuanshi and Wu Tailai stood together and stroked the crescent scar on his left cheek. His handsome face sneered and stared at the ring disdainfully.

"Xuanshi nephew, I married Xiurong to you yesterday. You must be very satisfied." Wu Tailai's majestic look disappeared, and his face was as warm as the spring breeze.

Ye Xuanshi shook his head and pointed to Zhang Yan on the ring. "Only when he dies can I make up my mind. Sister Xiurong has been crying since yesterday, but it's all for that boy. I feel uncomfortable!"

Wu Tailai's eyes flashed coldly and laughed softly, "Did I lock Xiurong at home to prevent her from being stupid? Since Zhang Yan makes you unhappy, you can do whatever you want. I won't care.

Ye Xuanshi looked at Wu Tailai with a smile and put his eyes on the ring and stopped talking.

Wu Tai came to see the situation, sighed in his heart, and a blank look flashed in his eyes. Is it right or wrong for me to do this?

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"Brother! Come on, brother, I came to see you~" A shout suddenly sounded in the silent crowd, and Han Bin stood in the crowd with a smile, dancing his right hand towards Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan was stunned. When he saw Han Bin under the stage, there was a trace of warmth in his heart. He nodded to him and his eyes became firm.

"My sister always says that you are a pure man and plagiarism, so you can turn this boy down. Don't let my sister down and me~" Han Bin saw Zhang Yan nodding to him and quickly roared.

However, he saw Lei Heng pulled the steel beard under his jaw and stared at Han Bin fiercely. With an angry face, he couldn't wait to jump off the ring and split the rammed goods with an axe.

Han Bin's words fell into Zhang Yan's ears, and a bitterness spread in his heart, disappeared in an instant, and the cold air scattered all over his body, like an emotionless sculpture.

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"If you have a chance to meet this son, you have to wait and put away the contempt in your heart." Qingchuan frowned and looked at Murong Ke beside him. The gentle smile on his face disappeared, and his majesty was extraordinary.

"Follow the teachings of the master!" The handsome Murong Ke was the only one who bowed and lowered his head. The blood-red mole between his eyebrows became more and more red, as if it was going to come out, which was extremely enchanting.

Qingchuan glanced at his apprentice and sighed in his heart that this disciple was too proud. Even if Zhang Yan was not his opponent, what about Mo Rongkai, Ye Xuanshi and Han Qimei...

"Uncle Qingchuan!" A soft and pleasant voice sounded, and a beautiful woman with skin like curd fat stood behind them, with clear eyes and a shallow smile on her delicate face. It was Han Qimei.

"Seventh sister, you're here too." Looking at the beauty in front of him, Qingchuan regained a gentle smile on his face, but sighed in his heart that the disciple with such a high understanding was not my Qingchuan's?

And Murong Ke saw Han Qimei, who was as outstanding as himself, with a cold face. He turned his head and looked at the top of the ring.

"Uncle, what are you talking about?" Han Qimei smiled and held the green silk in her ear, and didn't care about Murong Ke's attitude. She looked at Qingchuan like watery eyes, as warm as a willow wind.

Qingchuan smiled cheerfully, "Of course, they are two people in the ring. Today's disciples are amazing~"

Han Qimei's clear eyes flowed. Seeing a fierce thunder, she frowned, and then looked at Zhang Yan. A trace of brilliance flashed through her eyes and said crisply, "Is Uncle optimistic about that disciple named Zhang Yan?"

Qingchuan shook his head and sighed gently, "The outcome is unpredictable, but if this son can be promoted this time, you should be careful if you meet him."

Han Qimei's jade face was stunned, and then she smiled like a flower and stopped talking. Qingchuan's attitude made her a trace of curiosity about Zhang Yan.

What kind of person is it that makes Uncle Qingchuan sigh repeatedly...

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Mo Rongkai stood alone in the crowd. There was no one within three feet of his body, not only because of his cold and rugged appearance, but also because of the undisguised evil spirit emerging from his body, which was as fierce as a cold current. Once the people around him approached him, they felt that his whole body was like ice caves and bitterly cold.

He is a cultivation maniac. He practices day and night, so he has no friends and has never been alone, but it does not affect the spread of his name at all. How can the only plagiarism who has been confirmed to step on the Golden Dan period?

His eyes were indifferent, but it contained a sharpness like substance. He stood up in the crowd and stared at the two people in the ring quietly. From time to time, a trace of light flashed from the bottom of his eyes.

"Do you think the thunder of our inner door is big, or is the boy at the outer door big?"

"Of course, it's Lei Heng. Although the boy has won eight games in a row, after all, each of them can be compared with Lei Heng, a cruel person. This time, he can't say that he was killed by Lei Heng's big axe!"

"Wow, I thought of it together. Unfortunately, this boy is over. How can there be such a wonderful thing to watch in future games?"

"It's not right. Have you forgotten the four famous figures in our inner door? The competition between them is the most anticipated."

"No, no, after all, they are masters who have been famous for a long time. It's not too much for this boy to say that it's a miracle with his cultivation in the middle of the foundation. Once he dies in this game, it's really regrettable~

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Obviously, this is the dialogue between the two inner disciples, which fell into Mo Rongkai's ears. A strange expression appeared on the corners of his cold mouth, and then disappeared without a trace.

He won't die so easily!