The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

Shi Baiye hesitated and said: "The emperor of Xianzong used to be a member of my sect, I think it's better to find out the reason why he surrendered to Xianzong first."

Ding Baocheng: "It's not because he doesn't get along with his brother, so he has a rebellious mentality. Seeing his brother Yudi Jun become a fairy, so he wants to become a demon?"

Shi Baiye: "How did you know this rumor? This rumor is not credible...in fact, some disciples of our sect made it up."

The corner of Kong Mingfan's mouth moved: "I told him."

Ding Baocheng: "It's better to believe what's there or not to believe what's not. By the way, which disciple has such foresight? I want to see it."

Shi Baiye thought for a while: "It seems to be called Li Song?"

Kong Mingfan frowned: "Li Song? I have the impression that he is the grandson of General Li."

"Yes, it's him. He is the most promising inner disciple among our low-level disciples of Qingyun Sect. He has some talents, and there hasn't been an inner disciple in decades..." Shi Baiye sighed.

Ding Baocheng thought of the people in the teahouse he met before going up the mountain who asked him to join the Qingyun sect: "I'm curious, what happened to the disciples who ran away from our Qingyun sect? It's hard to achieve great success if you are so great. "

Shi Baiye nodded: "Tomorrow, I may see a lot of familiar faces who have jumped from my Qing Yunzong."

They went to bed early at night, because the next day the Eight Immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers, and it must be a fierce battle.

Lan Yang sat on the spot and was slapped on the head by Shi Baiye: "Little brat, why don't you go to bed and wait for me to invite you?"

"Didn't you say that Master would not know about us..." Lan Yang looked at him.

"Are you stupid?" Shi Baiye supported his forehead: "Isn't it good to open the distance after returning to Qing Yunzong, sleep first."

Ding Baocheng endured the pain in his stomach from laughing, and he deeply felt that Shi Baiye and Lan Yang's movements and movements were really enjoyable.

In the morning, they arrived outside the Dazhongcheng Square very early, and many monks had already gathered, and there were still many monks flying over with their swords in the sky.

But today, the huge square was sealed with an enchantment and divided into 4 games, which were used to play four games at the same time.

Because there are too many people in the first test, and the level is uneven, so it is not possible to use such a large venue. I heard that when the official competition is held in the martial arts field of the imperial capital, there will be only one test and no separate ones.

Ding Baocheng: "Wow! So many people..."

Kong Mingfan glanced at him and couldn't help but pat his head: "Well, Ah Bao seems to like to join in the fun?"

"No way, don't talk nonsense." Ding Baocheng patted his hand away, stepped forward and said to Shi Baiye: "Second senior brother! Are you afraid of the first test right now?"

Shi Baiye patted the admission card hanging on his waist and said: "What's so scary about it? Isn't it safe to beat this group of rookies? We are gold medals, do you understand the gold medal? We Qingyunzong disciples just don't admit it. "

Lan Yang, the only silver medal disciple of Qing Yunzong next to him, looked at the shiny silver plaque hanging on his waist: "..."

Ding Baocheng looked at Lan Yang with some embarrassment and comforted him: "Yesterday, I was overwhelmed. In fact, my gold medal was given away for nothing by the King of England who didn't know where he came from."

Kong Mingfan paused when he heard the words, and suddenly remembered that he was going to host, so he took the opportunity to sneak away: "Abao..."

Ding Baocheng turned his head and stared at him with a frown: "You don't want to run again, do you? I find that you always lose the chain at critical moments, maybe..."

Kong Mingfan felt a little guilty when he saw it.

But Ding Baocheng said leisurely: "Could it be that he pretended to be an ordinary person like Ultraman Tiga, and then transformed into a monster? Hahaha!"

Shi Baiye also: "Hahahaha!"

Lan Yang glanced at Kong Mingfan, thoughtful but did not speak.

Inadvertently caught by his daughter-in-law... Kong Mingfan also laughed, and said solemnly: "Why? Ah Bao, don't talk nonsense, I just want to buy you some fruits for you, and after you finish the competition throat."

Ding Baocheng waved his hand: "Go, come back quickly, don't miss my performance."

Kong Mingfan paused: "Don't worry, Ah Bao, I will definitely go to see it."

After Kong Mingfan left, the gatekeeper announced that it was time to enter, and Ding Baocheng entered the square with Shi Baiye and Lan Yang.

Shi Baiye: "Fifth Junior Brother, don't look back, quickly take out your gold medal."

"Oh good." Ding Baocheng paused, took out the gold medal and swiped it on the verification crystal at the door.

"Di - 1 zero NO.50, Ding Baocheng, you are allowed to enter."

Ding Baocheng looked at the crystal stone statue in surprise, "It's really advanced..."

Entering the arena, Shi Baiye and the others found a place to sit down, and soon they entered the arena. A total of [-] monks competed for [-] places to be shortlisted for the re-examination.

Divided into three rounds, the first round eliminated half, leaving more than 250.

You eliminate half in the second round, leaving more than 120.

In the third round, half of them were eliminated, leaving more than 60 players.

There are still [-] people left to retain their qualifications. In the previous two rounds, in order to prevent one party from being randomly selected for a strong duel, at this time, they can challenge the three randomly selected candidates in the third round again. Two games win, and the defeated person withdraws from the game.

Ding Baocheng was prepared to wait until the afternoon, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, because it is true that because of the disparity in strength, more than half of them are mixed, and they are very powerful. They are like chopping vegetables.

Not even an hour later it was Ding Baocheng's turn to play, and Shi Baiye and Lan Yang were still behind him.

"No. 150 Ding Baocheng of the Qingyun Sect, No. 151 Wang Song of the Qingyun Sect." The magistrate reported the list of personnel.

When Ding Baocheng came on stage, he saw the stern-eyed young man standing behind him yesterday: it turned out to be from the Qingyun sect, no wonder the poison technique is so sinister and vicious, eager for success will inevitably reap the consequences.

"Hey, are you still wearing a bamboo hat on the field, are you afraid to see people?" Wang Song looked at Ding Baocheng with a cold snort, showing a dismissive expression, and turned to the referee and said, "Can you make a rule so that the My brother participated in the competition, and those who didn’t know said that I was a big old man bullying a weak brother.”

Ding Baocheng frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the direction where Shi Baiye and the others were, but he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he didn't see Kong Mingfan.

"I'm afraid it won't work." A man's cold voice came from the audience, and the two groups of people surrounded a luxurious man and walked up to the center of the stand and sat down.

The magistrate and surrounding officials hurriedly bowed to him and said, "His Royal Highness!"

It turned out to be His Royal Highness.

Ding Baocheng looked at him and also bowed his head.

Wang Song cursed in a low voice and quickly bowed his head.

"They are all flat." King Ying looked at Wang Song and said, "Everyone in Fanluo Continent is equal. You are human, and brother is also human. There is no difference between the two. You have no right to stare at them."

"Brother is just an animal that gives birth to children, especially for such inferior people." Wang Song snorted.

"What did you say?" Ding Baocheng almost wanted to slap him twice, "Forget it, don't talk about it, let's fight. See what it feels like to be beaten by a childless animal."

"Let's get started." The King of England waved his hand with great interest.

Ding Baocheng heard familiarity from his obviously changed voice. He frowned and looked at King Ying, then turned his head to look at Kong Mingfan who hadn't come back from the stands, and suddenly had a thought...

But... this is too nonsense, could it be that Kong Mingfan lied to me again?Ding Baocheng smiled angrily, looked at the aloof King Ying, and decided to try it out.

Ding Baocheng raised his hand and took out the Huangquan sword from the space.

Wang Song looked at the brother who was hiding the front and the moon suddenly became so supernatural that his legs were so frightened that his legs were weak. He can actually take things out of thin air. This is not the same level, is it...

The people around were also horrified: "This person actually has a portable space!"

Ding Bao deliberately said that if you know that my space can not only store things but also enter people, wouldn't you be more surprised?

He swung his sword and said, "Let's fight."

Wang Song was scared to death and dare to fight him?But wouldn't it be too embarrassing for him to back down after boasting so much just now?

People who can die but must not lose my Da Qingyun family!Wang Song secretly made up his mind and drew his sword to charge Ding Baocheng: "Let's fight to the death!"

Zheng——

Wang Song looked at the broken sword: "This is the peerless sword that I just recognized as the master! You actually... cut it off?"

Ding Baocheng glanced at Huang Quanjian: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect your sword to be so unstoppable."

Everyone: "Is it over?"

Ding Baocheng: "But it's not over yet, let's continue."

He said, ignoring Wang Song's wailing and howling, and chopped his clothes with a sword, and a jade bottle in his arms fell to the ground.

Everyone: "What is that?"

The magistrate picked up the bottle, looked at it, and opened it.

Ding Baocheng: "Be careful, I was poisoned by this poison yesterday."

He didn't say it clearly so that people would know that he had lost all his cultivation and the King of England would cause trouble for him to cover him. The magistrate knew yesterday that he had lost all his cultivation, so Ding Baocheng only needed to mention it, and he would naturally understand.

Sure enough, the referee took a test of the powder and looked at Wang Song: "Disqualified from the competition, come here, and be detained pending trial."

Wang Song pointed at Ding Baocheng and cursed: "You bastard, wait for our Qingyun sect to kill you!"

Ding Baocheng asked the magistrate, "Who gave him this thing?"

The referee said: "This is confidential, I can't tell you. Please continue the game."

Ding Baocheng frowned: "Continue? Didn't I win?"

"He didn't admit defeat, so you have to compare with others." The referee said regretfully.

Ding Baocheng: "..."

So, Ding Baocheng beat the second person who was forced to play helplessly under the eyes of everyone, and apologized very sorry to the convinced boy: "I'm sorry..."

"Senior! You are really strong. From today on, you are my goal, and I will come again next time! It is really the honor of my life to be able to play against you!" The boy jumped off the stage and ran happily after speaking. up.

Another boy from the audience jumped up and said to Ding Baocheng shyly, "Senior, can you fight with me too? I will die without regret if I lose at your hands!"

Ding Baocheng: "..."

King Ying frowned, patted the table and said, "No, Ding Baocheng, you have passed the initial test, go down quickly."

Ding Baocheng glanced at King Ying to make sure that this person is his family's playwright, and smiled at him: "Okay."

【Finish】

The author's gossip: Ding Baocheng is handsome and compelling, and Kong Mingfan is a mad devil who protects his wife.

Hengpi: Go home and be beaten.