first fairy

Rong Xuan didn't show up for a whole ten days, and the majestic Spirit King came in person, but he didn't know how to deal with him.

Even though he won the quota, he didn't need to participate in the big competition, but he was also absent from watching the match!It's a shame to the Qingshan faction to spread the word!

The disciples in the audience saw it clearly, and they were a little bit indignant.

Ye Tianyang was also puzzled.It shouldn't be, the master left the customs early in the morning, so he should have arrived.

He looked left and right, and finally saw a familiar figure in a remote corner under the battle platform, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.It was Rong Xuan.

Staring at... one of the battle platforms?With a thought in his mind, Ye Tianyang slowly squeezed forward.

Bells and drums rang together, and the competition began.

The atmosphere of the audience changed drastically. From the very beginning, many disciples couldn't wait and rushed to the two battle platforms.

A big man stepped forward first, the huge ax hit the ground, and the ground shook.

"It's up to me, Mr. Chen, to ask everyone for advice, and I hope that my brothers and sisters in the same school will be merciful!"

The disciples who fought on the same stage as the strong man were relatively thin, and both of them were at the second level of spiritual cultivation.Within half a moment, the blood ax cut off the opponent's shoulder armor, and blood flew everywhere.

The disciple surnamed Chen won the first battle, but was swept away by higher-ranking disciples in the second match, and his bones were shattered.

The battle situation was extremely fierce, and everyone wanted to show their hands in front of the Elder Lingwang without saying that they should keep their hands.Although the one who goes on stage first may not be able to please, but when the fifth-level spiritual master or spiritual master loses his composure, there will be no chance to show his skills.

Go up and play for a while, maybe you can impress King Ling!This idea is enough to drive many disciples crazy.

If you don't have enough strength to go up, you can only seek death. It seems that maybe it is for his own good that the master forbids him to participate.Ye Tianyang squeezed for a long time before walking halfway. Since the master was in the audience and did not go up to the stands to watch the battle, he could still stand with the master.

There are so many people here, it's inevitable to squeeze around... Ye Tianyang's cheeks felt a little hot, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

There are two battle platforms, one of which is slightly behind.

In the other place, the fourth-level spiritual masters are already sitting firmly. Basically, only the fourth or third generation disciples can fight against them, and there are many fewer disciples who dare to go up.

Hong Shan, a fourth-order spiritual man, stepped on a broken leg, and his expression was extremely cold: "There is only one hour until the end of the Li Clan Competition, and it is enough for everyone to recharge their batteries, whoever comes up to compete with me!"

Many disciples whispered among themselves, and some clenched their fists, their eyes burning.The uproar was much lower.

Ye Tianyang squeezed another distance before standing there, but found that the master moved, and hurriedly shouted: "Master! I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, the atmosphere that had been silent just now suddenly boiled over, drowning his voice.

Ye Tianyang froze in place, the development in front of him was beyond his expectation.

The familiar slender figure jumped up, his clothes fluttering, and landed firmly in front of Hong Shan.

"I come."

The third generation disciple Rong Xuan took up the challenge.

The person who is least likely to appear on the stage, exposed to the eyes of everyone, shocked the audience immediately, and the roar was deafening.

"What's going on here! Since Senior Brother Rong has already got the quota, why do you want to go up to the stage to fight?" The open space below was full of commotion, completely unexpected.

"Are you kidding and why did Xiao Xuan go up, obviously his seat is in the stands."

"Headmaster, this is not fair!"

It was chaotic downstairs, and the elders in the stands were whispering to each other.

Hong Shan, who was full of confidence just now, dripped cold sweat from his forehead. Seeing the person across from him, his legs went weak with fright, and he wanted to die.

He would rather meet Ye Haoran than face Rong Xuan, I heard that this man is cruel and merciless to anyone, how can he fight like this!

"Silence!" Ye Qingcang frowned, and his voice was resonant, "Rong Xuan, if you get the quota, you will be a disciple of the inner sect of the Shangqing Immortal Sect. What are you doing?"

Rong Xuan raised the corners of his mouth, and said slowly: "Did the master misunderstand something? I changed the quota, but I never said that I would give it to myself. I want to go to Xianzong, and I will fight for it on my own. As my apprentice, of course You have to go with me. That quota is reserved for Tianyang."

This chess move was played accurately enough, using his status as a disciple of the Zhun Xianzong to make a profit, and he also left enough retreat for himself.

"From this point of view, the quota is still in your hands, and you are free to give it to whoever you want. Since it is given to the apprentice, you are indeed qualified to participate in the war." I realized that I was taken advantage of, but what I said cannot be changed.The head didn't care too much, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Continue with the clan competition."

Everyone was shocked, and the evaluation of Rong Xuan changed drastically in an instant.

What kind of courage is this!

No matter who is the master, even the elders or the head of the sect, they can't use their power for personal gain. No matter if they are third-generation disciples, they can't even care about themselves. Who can think of their own disciples!

There are only two quotas in ten years, and only disciples under 30 years old can be valued if they enter the Xianzong;

What is an opportunity, the opportunity is too slim, so even if it is to risk your life, you will not hesitate!

In the past, all the disciples who had prejudice against Rong Xuan wanted to beat their chests and feet, almost scratching their hearts and lungs. During the five years of Rong Xuan's silence, even if they had a little bit of vision, they would not be caught by the kid.

Ye Tianyang is still young, as long as he enters the Immortal Sect, there will be infinite possibilities, the carp leaps the dragon gate, and reaches the sky in one step!

This is the most unfavorable teacher and student in the entire sect. They always thought that this weak disciple was bearing the burden of humiliation, and all the disciples mourned his misfortune. Only now did they find out that his master gave him everything.

"What are you doing standing there, your seat is there. Hurry up!" Rong Xuan's eyes were cold, pointing to the only vacant seat beside the core disciples of the Xianzong on the stand, and said in a deep voice to the dull-looking young man.

This is a great gift.

Ye Tianyang seemed to be choked and unable to breathe, he walked up to the stands step by step, his steps weighed a thousand catties.He didn't know what mood he was in at the moment.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at him, filled with envy and jealousy, shock and hostility, and crazy riots!And he only had Rong Xuan in his eyes.

Ye Tianyang stared at that side of the battle platform, only felt that the soul seemed to be separated from the body, all the voices went away, and there was only one person left in his eyes, and everything around him became a blurred back.

This look was quite different in the eyes of Long Zhan and Gu Beidou. They could completely ignore the scrutiny of everyone on the stage, not surprised by favor or humiliation, and so calm and composed!This xinxing alone is absolutely extraordinary.

Even the spirit king couldn't help but glanced twice, stroked his beard and nodded slightly, this kid is a talent to be made, if he can go to Xianzong early, he will become a great weapon.

"What's your name?" Looking closer, Gu Zhan felt that the young man looked quite amazing.When he got back, he was a fellow junior, and he wasn't too indifferent.

Ye Tianyang didn't show any extra expressions, and answered irrelevant questions: "My master's name is Rong Xuan."

Gu Zhan narrowed his eyes, his mood was somewhat subtle.

"I know. I'm asking what your name is."

The young man looked down: "Ye Tianyang."

A little smile appeared on Gu Zhan's stern face, he turned his head to look at the stage, and said nothing more.

"The clan competition continues, Hong Shan, the fourth generation disciple of the Qingshan School, will face off against Rong Xuan, the third generation disciple!"

Hong Shan's legs stopped shaking, those remarks and that smile made him feel that Senior Brother Rong was not as scary as the rumors said.To be so caring about his disciples, he would definitely not be unreasonable.Hong Shan calmed down a bit, planning to use all his strength to use the strongest blow from the very beginning, as long as his life is alive, it doesn't matter if he loses.

There is often a gap between imagination and reality.

"Five-wheel claws!" Hong Shan yelled loudly, and immediately erupted the spiritual power of his whole body. His whole body was steaming like an open fire, and his rage was several times. other side.

Rong Xuan's Beng Jue shot instantly, without saying a word, he raised his palm and shook it forcefully, with a bang, the two strands of spiritual power collided fiercely!Suddenly the fire flashed, and the air burst into a burst of burnt gas.

Red blood splashed from the dazzling white light, and someone was injured just by meeting them.

"Ahhh!!"

The heart-piercing howl made the scalp numb, and then one of them flew upside down, fell hard off the stage, and rolled down several times.

When the flames dissipated, Rong Xuan stood still, holding a severed arm in his hand, cut off at the shoulder level, even the bones at the fracture were smooth and smooth, and fresh blood dripped down, making one's back icy cold.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Rong, for not killing me. Please, Senior Brother, return the severed arm to me. It should be able to be reattached." The disciple got up from the ground, his shoulders were bleeding like pillars, his lips were as white as paper, but he still struggled to speak.Otherwise, it will take at least a year to grow out.

Rong Xuan threw the severed arm down and hit the man.Turning around blankly, he has long been dissatisfied with the Qingshan faction's rule that no internal fighting is allowed, and the clan is not guilty of murder, he has been waiting for this day for a long time!

This person's attack seemed to be serious, originally planned to break his arm with one blow and kill him with two strikes, but who would have thought that the person would fly upside down by himself and voluntarily admit defeat.boring.

The audience was dead silent, and all the disciples stared closely at the battle platform.This is the first time seeing Rong Xuan fighting, with such strength, he really has the capital to be proud of!

The fifth-order spirit person appeared on the stage, and the next clan competition was really worth watching.

"This is Rong Xuan?" He was fierce and decisive, with impeccable movements, which seemed to be different from what he imagined...

Gu Zhan finally got some interest, glanced at his side, and couldn't help smiling: "What are you nervous about?"

But he saw the young man sitting upright, looking in one direction solemnly, without moving.

Ye Tianyang frowned: "It's nothing."

This is a bit interesting for the master and apprentice.The Gu Zhan family is prominent, they were born disciples of the Shangqing Immortal Sect, but they also know how difficult it is to enter the Immortal Sect, and they are more aware of what the once-in-ten-year quota of inner sect disciples means to these subordinate small sects.This is the first time this has happened.

"Your master is very kind to you."

Ye Tianyang's eyes sparkled slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up and he hummed.

Zhuang Tong saw it clearly, and couldn't help it now.

Among the core disciples of the Xianzong of the Shangqing Dynasty, Rong Xuan really knows how to calculate, and he is the most pleasing disciple, and with this little effort, he actually chatted with the disciples of the Xianzong!

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Rongxuan's gourd, but he gave up the quota and delivered it to his door, which was a great opportunity to get rid of him.

Zhuang Tong winked at Luo Yuan, who immediately understood.

There is only one place left. If you want to win the championship, you must defeat all opponents, which means that it is enough to win this battle first.The rest is the battle between the fifth-level spiritual masters or spiritual masters, and there are only three or four Qingshan sects who can compete with Rong Xuanyi.

When it comes to who can't see Rongxuan scenery, who is the most impatient, the result is self-evident.

Sure enough, Luo Yuan jumped up, surging spiritual power came out of his body, enveloping his body like a whirlwind, and landed firmly beside Rong Xuan.

The excitement in his eyes can't be described in words, it's just a stroke of luck, he thought he had been left behind by this person, but now it seems that God is still on his side!

Even if he doesn't do anything, Ye Haoran is still there, I really don't know where Rong Xuan's self-confidence comes from, even if he doesn't have a ready-made seat, he just came to the stage to seek death!

Someone below stared at Luo Yuan and gasped: "Half-step spiritual master!"

It has only been a few short years, and one of the people on the stage has broken through from the first level to the fifth level within a year. Unexpectedly, this person, unwilling to be left behind, can step into the spirit master realm with half a foot at this time. This is a good show to watch .