Ling tripod

"Sister, why hasn't Senior Brother come up yet?"

A core disciple said to Hua Mengqi anxiously.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Chu will definitely catch up!"

Although Hua Mengqi said so, the worry on her face betrayed her heart.

"What the hell is this guy doing!"

Ruo Xiwen stared at the edge of the cliff.

Almost all the top ten talented disciples were staring at the cliff, mostly thinking about what the senior brother of Feilong Peak was doing.

Suddenly, a slightly tired voice came out.

"worn out!"

Chu Yan climbed up with sweat on his face, feeling a little frightened when he saw everyone staring at him.

"This guy is really good at pretending, and he's so exhausted, is he fake or not!"

Seeing Chu Yan climbing up, Lin Feng felt so cruel that his teeth itched in his heart. With Chu Yan's abnormal strength, how could it be possible that a Nine Dragons Pantian Formation could make him so tired?

"Are you pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger again? This guy!"

Shan Chengming's eyes were also filled with hatred.

Chu Yan was actually very unjust. He was really exhausted, so he rushed to the roadside to practice without a moment's rest. How could he not be tired?

However, this harvest is still extremely huge. Chu Yan feels that his cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of the Qi training period, and he is still one step away from entering the tenth level of the Qi training period.

"Sixtieth place, Chu Yan! The remaining thirty people are disqualified from participating in the next knockout round."

With a whisper, the elder inspector pronounced the 'death sentence' for those who had not yet climbed to the top of the mountain.

The entire square of Pantian Peak covers tens of thousands of square meters. The ground exudes a dark blue light and is completely paved with Qinggang Stone, a third-level ore.

At this time, twenty-one huge arenas have been built on Pantian Peak, each of which is 100 meters square.

The arena in the center is a thousand meters square, and that is the place where the competition takes place for the first person of the younger generation of the Ascension Sect Jiufeng.

There are ten disciples from each peak who participated in the sect competition, a total of ninety people. Thirty of them have been eliminated in the Nine Dragons Pantian Formation, and there are still sixty people left.

Among them, twenty seed disciples will directly advance to the next round, including three from Pantian Peak and Jiuzhuan Peak, and two from each of the remaining seven peaks.

The remaining forty disciples will compete in a one-on-one elimination round. The twenty victorious disciples will challenge the twenty seed disciples to determine the top twenty in the sect competition. After that, the next round of elimination will be held to determine the top ten. Finally, there will be a ranking battle for the top ten.

Each peak has its own resting room, and the disciples of each peak are in the resting room at this time.

Feilong Peak.

In the previous Nine Dragons Pantian Formation, three Feilong Peak disciples were eliminated.

"Okay, now it's up to the seven of you. As long as you fight for me to be among the top five in the Nine Peaks, I will never treat you badly. I happen to have a top-quality magic weapon in my hand recently..."

Qi Tianlie said lightly, and the hearts of several of the disciples immediately became hot. The best magic weapon is something that can only be encountered but cannot be obtained. No one would want to get it.

"Guishou, it's up to you this time!"

Qi Tianlie said to the ghost head without even looking at Chu Yan.

"Disciple will not let Master down!"

The ghost leader's voice was very hoarse, with a sinister tone, and several disciples next to him subconsciously stepped back.

"Well, okay, this time I have two seed disciples at Feilong Peak, Gui Shou and Hua Mengqi!"

Qi Tianlie said lightly and looked at Chu Yan at the same time.

Chu Yan's expression did not change, but several other disciples were a little reluctant.

"Master, Senior Brother Chu is my senior brother at Feilong Peak. His strength is extraordinary..."

"Yes, Master, last time Yun Yufeng and Fu Hufeng came to cause trouble, it was Senior Brother..."

…

That day, Chu Yan gave Fu Hu and Yun Yu a lesson, and distributed all the spoils captured to everyone. He only kept Lin Feng's green flying sword. Coupled with Chu Yan's power, all the disciples were against him. They were all convinced and came out to defend themselves.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Qi Tianlie snorted coldly, and everyone did not dare to say anything. They listened to Qi Tianlie and said calmly: "Seed disciples have always been classified according to their cultivation. Ghost leader!"

The aura from Guishou suddenly spread out, immediately overwhelming several disciples and making them breathless.

"How about it? Guishou's strength has reached the peak of the eleventh level of the Qi training period, Meng Qi's strength is also at the ninth level of the Qi training period, and Chu Yan's strength is only the eighth level of the Qi training period. If I, Feilong Peak, let such a person act as Seed disciples, don’t want to be laughed at and beaten.”

Qi Tianlie's eyes were fixed on Chu Yan when he spoke, but Chu Yan's face was indifferent, without any emotion at all.

"Master, I am willing to withdraw and give up my position to Master Chu..."

"No!"

Chu Yan's cold words interrupted Hua Mengqi, and she turned to Qi Tianlie with a smile on her face: "What the master said is absolutely true!"

"Okay, if that's the case, then it's settled, Chu Yan, don't embarrass me!"

"I will obey Master's decree!"

Chu Yan smiled faintly, turned around and walked out of the house, but his heart was extremely cold. It didn't matter if he participated in one more knockout round. It wasn't time to fall out with Qi Tianlie yet.

The first round of drawing lots ended soon. In order to avoid weakening the strength of the same peak, the disciples of each peak in the first round will not compete with the disciples of their own peak.

"No. 8 Arena, Feilong Peak Chu Yan versus Yunyu Peak Zhou Hongwen."

The loud voice of the elder referee spread throughout the square.

"Should we start?"

Chu Yan smiled faintly, but his blood began to boil. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time!