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Chapter 121 Sick Petite Demon Venerable (13)

Fu Xiao is that exception.

Since the last time he showed such a trick and completely ruined those people, and he himself was fine, the others have avoided him even more.

If the estrangement in the past was because they wanted to deliberately target him, then their estrangement now is genuine fear.

That's really scary!
After all, no one wants their spiritual roots to be destroyed and become a waste for a lifetime.

With this tangled emotion, the ring competition officially began.

The first round was a big scrimmage.

A total of 200 newly recruited disciples were immediately assigned to a super-big arena for PK.

In it, you can choose to form an alliance and form your own small group to fight, or you may choose to be a lone hero and fight alone.

In short, after exhausting all means, the last 100 people who stay on the ring will be our final winners.

The ring competition lasted for three days in total.

After three days of fierce competition, our arena has also successfully upgraded to the highest level.

The last day is to win the top five winners and the final winner. The higher the ranking, the richer the rewards will be.

No one is not tempted by the reward of Tianxuanzong, at least for them who are still new disciples.

Unfortunately, Fu Xiao was one of these ten people.

In the previous rounds of competition, Fu Xiao's performance was very ordinary, and not many people noticed him.

Most of everyone's attention was focused on Hang Hou, who had the fire-type sky spirit root, and Mao Rong, who had the fire-earth dual spirit root.

These two were very eye-catching in their previous performances.

Two-two duel, after another five games, there are only five people left on the field, and one person needs a bye to enter the top three directly.

In other words, this person can directly enter the top three without a competition.

Sometimes, luck is also part of strength.

Unfortunately, Fu Xiao became that lucky one again.

Watching seats.

An old man with white hair looked at the disciple who was pk below, shook his head slightly, and stroked his mustache.

"This time the disciple is not bad, not bad."

"Peak Master Guo, no matter how good you are, it's not your turn to be in the top three."

At the side, a woman in red sat enchantingly on a chair and glanced at old man Guo. She played with her fingernails boredly and looked at the scene above the ring from time to time.

"The last time you recruited disciples, you directly snatched away the top two. This time, you don't have your excellent disciples who have both wood and fire elements~"

The woman in red is named Wu Ling, and she is the only woman among the five peaks, with an extremely flamboyant personality.

Of course, Qin Zhizhi is still a girl, so she is not classified as a woman.

Don't look at her charming face now, in fact, she is already an old witch over 800 years old, and she is one year older than the old peak master Guo.

"Isn't there a fire dual element? I think it's not bad."

Peak Lord Guo didn't mind her sarcasm at all, and his eyes fell on Mao Rong.

"Guo Fengzhu, it's better not to be too greedy~"

While Wu Ling was talking, he slowly showed his long whip.

To her threat, Guo Feng replied with a smile.

"People, you have to be a little greedy."

Seeing the gunpowder smoke rising and the smell of gunpowder getting stronger, Qin Zhizhi moved his little butt towards the back, away from the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)