How to reverse your identity at the beginning of the game?

The battles that followed were very exciting, and Zhou Yang watched them with great interest.

As someone who has failed once, he will still have the opportunity to participate in the resurrection match tomorrow, in order to give those disciples who are unlucky enough to encounter strong opponents a chance.

the next day!

Zhou Yang is here again.

This time he was the first to play. At this time, his opponent was a disciple at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

This disciple thought that he had encountered another powerful opponent, but when he saw that it was Zhou Yang, he was not afraid of someone who did not dare to make moves.

"Zhou Yang!"

"Shui Miao!"

When Zhou Yang heard this name, he thought it was similar to the name of Senior Brother Niu Ben yesterday.

"Brother, come on!"

Shui Miao was ready to attack, and the sword in his hand was a high-grade magic weapon.

Zhou Yang raised his hands directly: "Uncle Master, I surrender!"

"It's about admitting defeat, not surrendering!"

This base-building referee was the same one yesterday. When he saw Zhou Yang, he thought the opponent would perform well today, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

He didn't like the idea of ​​Zhou Yang surrendering very much.

"Okay, I give up!"

Zhou Yang still raised his hands high, in short, he was showing off!

"get out!"

The Foundation Establishment Judge was also very angry. Facing such a lazy disciple, he had no good solution.

But when he thought that the other party was from Qinglan, he actually felt a little sympathetic. However, in his opinion, the more difficult the situation, the more he should seize every opportunity to change himself.

"Okay!"

Zhou Yang hurriedly stepped down from the stage, intending to see Senior Brother Wang Feng, but he didn't know where he had gone.

"Wu Zhengjun!"

"Shou Qin!"

As soon as Zhou Yang left the ring, he heard a familiar name.

Wu Zhengjun!

I met this person in Xinyuefang City before, and later became Qinglan's direct disciple, while Wu Zhengjun only became a handyman disciple.

Unsurprisingly, it would be impossible for Wu Zhengjun to become an inner disciple unless he reached the advanced stage of Qi refining.

Because when he was temporarily recruiting disciples, Wu Zhengjun was assigned to the handyman disciple because of his Four Spiritual Roots. In the final analysis, it was a temporary establishment, and the outer disciples were also considered a career establishment.

Now, the opponent's cultivation level has reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, which is only a little behind him, which makes Zhou Yang interested.

So he sat aside and watched carefully.

Qin Shou is also a disciple at the seventh level of Qi Refining. The two are about the same strength. Now let's see who has better methods.

As predicted, the battle between the two was very stalemate. After fighting for less than a quarter of an hour, Qin Shou was out of power, so Zhou Yang seized the opportunity and was defeated by Wu Zhengjun.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yang knew that Wu Zhengjun might have his own secret, and Wu Zhengjun's increased strength gave him a faint sense of insecurity!

He didn't even know where this feeling came from!

After the battle, Zhou Yang left.

Wu Zheng's script also looked at the direction Zhou Yang was leaving with a calm expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

.....

The competition ended smoothly in the next few days, and the top ten of the competition were determined.

Then wait to go to the Tianling Secret Realm.

During this period of time, Zhou Yang was preparing some things needed for the trip to the secret realm in the cave.

Ten days later, Wang Feng appeared at the door of the cave.

"Let's go!"

Wang Feng exhaled a breath, and it could be seen that he was a little worried and a little excited.

"Ok!"

Afterwards, the two of them flew to the Zongmen Square with their magic weapons.

Here, more than a thousand disciples in the late stage of Qi refining gathered here. Some disciples looked very old, but they were all here this time.

After all, even if it is not for myself, it must be for the descendants of the family.

"Silence! Everyone, line up! I'll call the names of a hundred of them first, and you guys will get out of the queue first!"

An uncle who is in the foundation building stage is maintaining order!

"Fangzheng, Liu Tian..."

Subsequently, the top 100 ranked members of the sect competition were already listed.

"Okay, you choose your teammates!"

Everyone understands what Uncle Foundation Architect means.

Then, the hundred people began to select people.

As a monk, everyone has good eyesight. Soon, everyone except Zhou Yang was picked away, leaving only Zhou Yang standing alone.

A gust of cool breeze blew through, causing Zhou Yang's clothes to fly.

"Are you Zhou Yang?"

At this time, the Uncle Foundation Establishment Master who was in charge of grouping came over.

"Yes, Uncle Master, I am Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang's Zhou, Zhou Yang's Yang!"

Zhou Yang replied obediently.

"You don't have to go to the secret realm!"

Uncle Foundation Architect, who maintained order, said directly.

"Why? This disciple also wants to make some contribution to the sect! You can't deprive me of my rights!"

Zhou Yang was no longer timid at this time. He knew that the reason why he was not allowed to participate in the trip to the secret realm was because Qinglan said hello.

"If I say you can't do it, you can't do it!"

This uncle's attitude is also very tough.

"No! I don't want this! I want to participate in the trip to the secret realm, and I want to dedicate my blood to the sect!"

Zhou Yang shouted loudly, as if he would give up everything for the sake of his sect.

"Why didn't I see you take action during your competition? Just admit defeat?"

This uncle's words made Zhou Yang almost choke. It seemed that his reputation had spread throughout the sect.

"Uncle Master, I can't bear to attack my fellow disciples. I can't defeat those at the ninth level of Qi Refining, so how can I defeat those at the seventh level? I always believe that since we have to go to the secret realm no matter what, we can't hurt anyone. Come to fellow disciples to avoid accidents in the secret realm! Do you think so?"

Zhou Yang's statement made some fellow disciples feel that it was reasonable. After all, with Zhou Yang's strength, it would be impossible for him to compete for the top ten.

In this case, it is better to lie down.

"You don't have the strength or the willpower. Even if you don't have the will this time, you won't be the only one left behind!"

This uncle, the foundation-building master, would not let Zhou Yang participate until his death.

At this moment, the chatty leader also appeared in the square.

"What's wrong? Junior Brother Zhao?"

The head of the New Moon Sect came over at this time and saw the dispute between the two.

"Brother, the disciple named Zhou Yang has given up in two consecutive rounds before the competition. I'm worried that he will make a mistake! Therefore, I won't let him participate in this trip to the secret realm!"

Junior Brother Zhao also told the truth about the situation, but judging from his attitude, he didn't have much respect for the leader.

"Hmph, I clearly heard that this disciple couldn't bear to hurt his fellow sect brothers, so he gave in. With such an excellent character, I think he is very suitable to participate in this trial!"

The leader did not give in at all.

"But this is Qinglan..."

"Every late-stage Qi refining disciple's participation in the secret realm is a joint decision of all the Jindan ancestors, and the Supreme Elder nodded in agreement. Do you dare to disobey?"

The leader moved out of the mountain directly, and Uncle Zhao could only give in.

"It all depends on the master's orders!"

Uncle Zhao said something and left. Before leaving, he did not forget to give Zhou Yang a sharp look.

Since it was Zhou Yang who was looking for death, it was no wonder that he was the one to blame. He could just pass the responsibility on to the leader when the time comes.

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhou Yang saluted the immortal leader in front of him.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

The leader then shouted to a hundred teams: "Who is willing to lead Zhou Yang?"

After the leader finished speaking, all the 100 team captains in the audience fell silent. Although the reasons mentioned by Zhou Yang could explain the past, no one wanted to pick up a maverick without seeing Zhou Yang's strength.

Therefore, Zhou Yang was left alone.

"Uncle Master, disciples should form a team one by one!"

After saying that, he walked towards the 101st station. There was no one behind him!

When the leader saw this situation, he didn't know what to say!