My magical power has skills

Although Zhang Xinxin had a premonition, when Zhang Miaoyan really chose Yi Lu, she still sighed helplessly.

"My sister is too competitive, which is really a headache." Zhang Xinxin frowned, and even her nose wrinkled slightly.

Xu Yi glanced at her sideways, are you sure you are talking about Zhang Miaoyan? Why do I feel that you are the same?

"Senior Sister Zhang, are you going to fight Brother Yi's ring?"

Under the flag, the inner disciple in charge of registration stood up suddenly and asked respectfully.

"Yes, register." Zhang Miaoyan said calmly.

"Yes, yes." The two disciples looked unhappy, but they still hurriedly made a record.

Zhang Xinxin whispered, "Pingyang Peak finally produced a high-level invincible, but this time we have met an opponent."

Xu Yi's heart moved slightly and said, "If Senior Sister Zhang wins, what about Senior Brother Yi?"

"What else can we do? Challenge someone else in three months." Zhang Xinxin said indifferently, "The top ten arenas are for the capable. However, Senior Brother Yi is also a high-level invincible after all. He has practiced ten years more than my sister, so he may not lose."

The crowd in front of them suddenly dispersed. Zhang Miaoyan did not shy away after completing the registration and walked directly towards them.

"Who are these two?"

"I don't know them."

Except for a few people around, most of them were whispering.

After Xu Yi and Zhang Xinxin entered the inner gate, although they did a lot of things, they were still not very active. Even if someone knew about them, they would not be stupid enough to spread it everywhere, but now that they are walking with Zhang Miaoyan in the public eye, it is more difficult to keep a low profile.

Zhang Xinxin stepped forward, took Zhang Miaoyan's arm and said, "Sister, you are awesome."

"We haven't challenged yet, you are talking too early." Zhang Miaoyan said calmly, "If you win, you will be awesome, but if you lose, you will be overestimating yourself."

Zhang Xinxin smiled, not seeming to be worried at all: "Sister, I believe you, you will definitely win."

"Thank you for your good words." A smile flashed across Zhang Miaoyan's face, just like a hundred flowers blooming, making the people around her dazzled.

Xu Yi secretly admired her in his heart. He naturally understood that this battle was actually very important to Zhang Miaoyan. If she won, there would be nothing to say, but if she lost, it would probably have a certain impact on her cultivation heart.

Zhang Miaoyan chose the way of talismans, which is also the way of practicing in the upper dantian, and the most important thing is the heart.

Challenging the same high-level invincible, once winning, the Tao heart will naturally be stable and make rapid progress. But if you lose, the consequences will be equally serious.

But even so, Zhang Miaoyan was chatting and laughing at this time, and there was no sign of nervousness. This mentality was indeed extraordinary.

The morning registration ended quickly. At noon, an old man with white hair and beard walked out of the inner door of the main hall. He had a cold face and aura, and shouted: "Registration is closed."

The inner disciples under the ten flags immediately packed up everything, not daring to delay even a little time.

The old man looked around and continued: "The old rules, those who registered follow the flags to the ring, draw lots on the spot, the winner advances, and the loser goes home, until the challenger is decided."

He waved his sleeves and said: "Yi Lu goes to the No. 1 ring, Yuan Fei goes to the No. 2 ring, Zhang Xin goes to the No. 3 ring... Go away."

"Yes."

The inner disciples who controlled the ten flags responded loudly, holding the flags high and rushing in different directions, and behind them, everyone dispersed and went to different places according to their choices and preferences.

Xu Yi and his two companions were no exception, following Yi Lu's flag to the direction of the No. 1 Arena.

When everyone dispersed, the old man's aura suddenly subsided. He looked towards the No. 1 Arena and murmured, "The First Peak... Hey, two high-level invincibles. Will there be two more of them on the Heavenly Ranking in the future?"

His tone was full of emotion, and after a moment, he still took a step and headed towards the No. 1 Arena.

The number of inner disciples is no less than that of outer disciples. But after being dispersed to each peak, they are not very conspicuous.

But every time the arena battle is held once every three months, they will suddenly emerge. Although there are not many people participating in the battle, there are definitely many people watching the battle.

The direction Xu Yi and his companions are heading to is only one of the ten arenas, but it is roughly estimated that there are more than 500 people.

The first arena is on the east side of the foot of the Genius Peak. It is a huge valley. Not to mention 500 people, even if the number is ten times more, it can accommodate them.

At this time, a middle-aged man had already stood proudly on the stage. His eyes were like lightning, scanning the crowd below the stage. Everyone lowered their eyes and saluted to greet him.

"This is Liu Fenran from Chaoyang Peak." Zhang Xinxin whispered, "How come I met this guy? It's so unlucky."

Xu Yi's heart moved slightly. Chaoyang Peak, isn't that the peak where Dou Ji is.

He looked up and stared at it. The middle-aged man had a white face and no beard, a long sword on his waist, and a casual and freehand look. From the appearance alone, he can be regarded as a gentleman.

However, Yuan Fei had just killed the disciples of Chaoyang Peak and forced them to offer elixirs to make amends. It can be said that they have made enemies. Meeting at this time may not be a good thing.

Zhang Miaoyan glanced at her sister indifferently and said, "It doesn't matter."

Her tone was calm, as if she really didn't take it to heart.

Liu Fenran seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to look over.

Xu Yi met his eyes and felt a slight chill, and lowered his head quickly.

Although Liu Fenran quickly turned his eyes away, Xu Yi felt uncomfortable in his heart. Especially, there was a strange and faint fluctuation in the dark dantian, as if warning himself that this man had bad intentions.

"Uncle Liu, here is the list of challengers." The inner disciple holding the big flag handed over the record sheet with both hands.

Liu Fenran took it, glanced at it, and said, "Why are there only these few people?"

The disciple looked quite embarrassed: "Uncle Liu, there are fewer applicants in our arena, only twelve."

"Oh, what about other arenas?"

"There are fourteen in the First Peak Yuan Brother's place, and the rest of the arenas are more than a hundred."

Everyone was in an uproar again. The gap was so big that it was really unexpected.

Liu Fenran nodded slightly and said, "Okay, then let's go on stage in pairs according to the order of registration."

"Yes." The disciple held the list and said loudly, "Please invite Senior Brother Du Ji from Leng Canfeng and Senior Brother Yu Yang from Xuyangfeng to the stage."

As the figures flashed, two more men appeared on the stage.

They were of similar age, looking to be between 30 and 40. Standing on the stage, they didn't say much, but each clasped their fists and saluted, then took out their weapons.

The sharp blades flashed, and the two men were already fighting.