Disciple, you are too evil.

None of the disciples of Zixiao Mountain knew Bai Zhao, because Bai Zhao never left Qingfeng Peak.

Even Sun Xiaokong had a puzzled look on his face when he saw Bai Zhao.

"Why are all the disciples accepted by Junior Uncle so beautiful? I really can't bear to attack him."

Sun Xiaokong, who was already at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm, had the confidence to defeat Bai Zhao.

Except for Fang Shiyuan, it seemed that no one could defeat him. As for Saint Huang Shang, if the two were grouped together, he would have a 50% chance of winning.

At least, that's what Sun Xiaokong thought before the fight started.

Sun Xiaokong stood on stage No. 7 with a slight smile, looking at the beautiful Bai Zhao opposite him.

"Brother Sun, you are now at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm, the second best person in Zixiao Mountain. You must be gentle when you attack, don't hurt Sister Bai." A disciple watching the scene said.

"Junior Sister Bai is so beautiful. Let alone hurting her, I will despise you even if you mess up her hair."

"Junior Sister Bai is so weak. I am so worried. Can I fight with her?"

The disciples around were all worried about Bai Zhao, fearing that Sun Xiaokong would hurt her too badly.

Sun Xiaokong said, "Don't worry, fellow disciples. I will definitely show mercy."

"Brother Sun is so open-minded." The disciples said.

Bai Zhao didn't even look at him.

She didn't know Sun Xiaokong. What did the second young generation of Zixiao Mountain have to do with her?

It was just a matter of one punch.

"You two, start." The elder shouted.

As soon as the elder finished speaking, a shout suddenly came from outside:

"Stop."

The disciples around heard the voice and turned around to see that it was the head of the sect, Pei Fenglai, who came in the air.

As soon as Pei Fenglai landed, he hurriedly said, "Sun Xiaokong and Bai Zhao will advance to the finals together, so there is no need to compete in this match."

What's the point of competing? Bai Zhao is already in the God King Realm. Not to mention Sun Xiaokong, who is in the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm, even if Pei Fenglai, who is in the God Transformation Realm, goes up himself, he will be beaten like a pig by her.

Where does Sun Xiaokong get the courage to be so confident that he wants to show mercy.

Show me some mercy, she can slap you into the coffin with one slap.

"Master, how can you be so partial? It's too easy for her to enter the finals." A female disciple said dissatisfiedly.

"Master, you can't be partial. This is unfair to us." Another female disciple said.

"Master, how about this, I will only use one hand and stand still. If Junior Sister Bai can beat me, let her enter the finals." Sun Xiaokong said.

Junior Master has only three disciples participating in the competition, so just take care of her.

"No, advance together." Pei Fenglai said.

"This is not good." A disciple said.

"Why? You dare not listen to me." Pei Fenglai said again.

Sun Xiaokong and Bai Zhao can't fight in this match. Once they fight, Sun Xiaokong will definitely not be able to block her one move. If he loses one move, it will definitely hit Sun Xiaokong's confidence in the future.

The head of the sect has spoken, who dares not to listen.

"Okay, Sun Xiaokong and Bai Zhao will advance together." The elder announced.

Hearing the elder's announcement, Pei Fenglai returned to the stands with satisfaction.

The disciples watching left the seventh platform dissatisfied. Sun Xiaokong didn't care. It didn't matter who advanced. In the final, he would still lose to him.

Bai Zhao returned to Yang Qiu. The game was really boring to her.

I don't know if these brothers and sisters can block my punch.

Xiao Shisan is still the best.

Bai Yulou was divided into a group with a disciple from Mingyue Peak. With his current strength, he easily advanced without even using his sword.

The preliminary round was to select 100 people from 200 to enter the second round.

Two people in a group, almost at the same time, the preliminary round was completed quickly.

The second round of the 100-person competition also officially began.

"Huang Han vs. Bai Zhao, East Platform No. 6." An elder read out.

The 100-person 50-person group soon called Bai Zhao's name, and Bai Zhao walked to the East Platform No. 6 and stood opposite Huang Han.

Among the younger generation of Zixiao Mountain, Huang Han's strength can be ranked in the top five, so his appearance also attracted many disciples of Zixiao Mountain to watch.

"It's actually Brother Huang's turn to play. Damn, Brother Huang is already at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm."

"Although Brother Huang is a little ugly, he is at a high level, so he doesn't look ugly."

"Brother Huang will definitely win this time, no doubt."

"Hey, why can't I tell the level of this Sister Bai? Does she have a magic weapon to hide her level?"

Seeing that Huang Han and Bai Zhao had already arrived, an elder shouted:

"You two, start."

As soon as the elder finished speaking, a shout suddenly came from outside:

"Stop."

The disciples watching were shocked when they heard the voice. Damn, it's the headmaster again.

Why did the headmaster jump out as soon as Bai Zhao came on stage?

At this time, the headmaster Pei Fenglai flew from the stands.

As soon as Pei Fenglai landed, he hurriedly said: "Huang Han and Bai Zhao advanced to the finals together, so there is no need to compete in this match."

What's the point of competing? Sister Bai is standing there for you to hit. You can't even touch the edge of her clothes.

"You are too biased. Just now you didn't allow her to fight with Senior Brother Sun, and now you don't allow her to fight with Senior Brother Huang. Master, you are too biased."

"Is this Junior Sister Bai the daughter of the Master? Otherwise, why are you so protective of her?"

"You openly let Bai Zhao enter the finals, and in front of us. What authority does this sect competition ranking have?"

"We oppose you doing this, Master."

Huang Han said: "Uncle, let's do this. In the competition with Junior Sister Bai, I will never hurt her. Do you think this will work? I can guarantee that she is safe."

Be safe, I'm afraid you'll get hurt. It's not good to hurt your body or your heart.

Pei Fenglai ignored Huang Han and announced: "Huang Han and Bai Zhao advance together."

"Master, you can't do this. Where do you put justice?"

"I object. Junior sister Bai will be promoted without competition. This is too nonsense."

Pei Fenglai ignored the disciple who was talking and turned around and returned to the stand.

It's a done deal, the master said they were promoted together, and all the disciples could only stare, or at most curse a few words in their hearts with some indescribable words.

Without playing a single game, Bai Zhao entered the top fifty.

With the realm here, Huang Shang and Bai Yulou easily entered the top fifty.

"Liu Wu versus Wang Qingqing, station two in the west." An elder shouted.

Liu Wu, who has already joined Zixiao Mountain, is of course considered a disciple of Zixiao Mountain, so he also has to participate in the competition.

In the first round of the competition, Liu Wu actually got a bye. I don't know if it was luck or the elder's intention.

As the number one genius in Nanhuang Province back then, Liu Wu's strength could not be ignored.

Although he was confined to seclusion for a year, Liu Wu did not advance to the Transcendent Realm, but he also reached the pinnacle of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm.

There is only one opportunity left.

When they heard that Liu Wu was about to come on stage, the disciples from Zixiao Mountain all cheered and gathered around stage two.

As the first genius of Nanhuang Province, he was the idol in the hearts of many disciples back then. These disciples were very excited to see Liu Wu take action this time.

It's a pity that Liu Wu's opponent is Wang Qingqing, and Wang Qingqing is only at the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm. If Liu Wu's opponent is Senior Brother Fang Shiyuan, it will be interesting.

"You two, start."

After hearing the elder's call to start, Wang Qingqing roared and punched Liu Wu through the air.

Liu Wu stood still and let his fists hit him.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Wang Qingqing punched Liu Wu one after another. Liu Wu's expression did not change, he did not move and did not fight back.

"Senior Brother Liu, Niubi, if this punch hits me, I will fall to the ground and cannot get up."

"If it were Senior Brother Huang Han, he wouldn't dare to stand like this and let Wang Qingqing beat him."

"Bang, bang, bang."

Another dozen punches hit Liu Wu's body, but Liu Wu still didn't move.

"Okay, this time Liu Wu wins." The elder announced.

There was no need to wait for the fight to end. If he could stand still and receive dozens of punches, Liu Wu would already be several times better than Wang Qingqing.

After hearing the elder's announcement, Wang Qingqing was not unconvinced at all.

He surrendered.

"It's a pity that Liu Wu's opponent is too weak, otherwise he would be more interesting."

With Liu Wusheng in this game, the top fifty disciples were selected, and the next one was the top fifty and the top twenty disciples.

"The rules of this game have changed. One person needs to defeat two games to advance." The elder announced.