The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

An hour later, all the platforms had decided the final winners.

Zhan Nianchuan opened his eyes and lightly jumped onto the platform. Unlike the other nine final winners who showed excitement and pride on their faces, he was particularly calm and natural.

All the disciples in the audience noticed Zhan Nianchuan and began to discuss.

"Who is this? He looks unfamiliar, but he looks really good."

"He should be a new disciple who has only been here for a few years. He is so strong."

"Strong as hell, he is only at the third level of Qi Condensation! I think he probably relies on the power of magic tools."

"Yes, he probably relies on the sharp magic tools and the number and strength of his talismans. Otherwise, how could he become the first on the No. 1 platform?"

The disciples who had not seen the No. 1 platform fight talked a lot, and they all thought that Zhan Nianchuan must have relied on external forces to win. How strong can a disciple at the third level of Qi Condensation be? The disciples who had seen Zhan Nianchuan fight argued, and the scene was very lively for a while.

A quarter of an hour later

Chen Qizhi on the stage said loudly: "Now, all disciples have one chance to challenge the top ten disciples on the stage. The winner can take their place and start the challenge."

The disciples below the stage were in a commotion, and several disciples who felt that they were unlucky came on stage and started to challenge.

There were very few challengers on the other platforms, and no one dared to go to the No. 2 platform where Lin Hongzhi was. Lin Hongzhi stood proudly with his hands behind his back, looking like a lonely master.

The challengers on the No. 1 platform were naturally the most, and they had to line up one by one.

The young man in black clothes smiled bitterly when he saw this. He was not bothered by the trouble, but he actually knew a lot of these people, and he would definitely be beaten up later.

The first person to go on stage was a big man with a machete and a face full of flesh. He was at the sixth level of Qi Condensation. He felt that he was unlucky to meet Lin Hongzhi in the first round and was knocked off the platform. This time he must knock this guy at the third level of Qi Condensation off the platform and become one of the top ten disciples.

The young man in black clothes looked at him with pity. This big man had good cultivation. It was not impossible for him to challenge other disciples successfully, but he chose to challenge this freak. He was really blind.

"Get off the stage!"

The big man screamed wildly, and two fireballs were ejected in succession. The machete followed, and the wind of the knife whistled. He chopped at Zhan Nianchuan with a knife, with the power to split the opponent in half.

Looking at the incoming fireball, Zhan Nianchuan looked calm and motionless. Even the young man in black clothes thought that he was going to smash the fireball with a punch like before, and then fight in close combat.

However, to his surprise, Zhan Nianchuan suddenly jumped high, dodged the incoming fireball and knife light at the last moment, and fell from the sky like a beast and punched the opponent heavily.

"Come on!"

The big man exhaled and shouted, and swung his knife upward, trying to chop Zhan Nianchuan's fist into pieces.

Suddenly, the fist that was smashed opened and ejected several fireballs, which hit the knife light directly.

With a loud bang, the fireball shattered, the knife light scattered, the big man's machete slightly deviated in direction, and Zhan Nianchuan, who was falling, had already slapped the machete with a palm and was less than two feet away from the big man.

The layer of protective spiritual light that the big man had barely condensed in a hurry was instantly smashed by Zhan Nianchuan's punch and hit him.

A shrill scream sounded, and the big man was directly blown off the high platform like a straw, fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

In order to deter the challengers behind, Zhan Nianchuan had to use heavy hands in the first round.

The challenge continued...

"Bang——" The sound of a long sword breaking sounded.

A sixth-level Qi Condensation disciple held a broken sword, stared blankly at the sword light less than a foot away from his neck, and said bitterly: "I give up."

The challenger team, which was already few in number, disappeared completely.

Looking around, no one dared to challenge him. After all, he just crushed the opponent easily and cut off the opponent's magic weapon. It was too dissuading. The magic weapon was so expensive, who would dare to come up and be cut?

The young man in black clothes coughed dryly, looked at the disciples who were frightened and had no intention of fighting, and asked: "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"

No one responded.

"Junior brother Zhan, you are quite skilled, are you interested in sparring?" Lin Hongzhi suddenly spoke up on the high platform next to him.

He had long been dissatisfied with Zhan Nianchuan who was in the limelight. This person actually stole his limelight, which was simply unbearable. Especially when he saw Senior Sister Tong Xi also looking at Zhan Nianchuan with her beautiful eyes, he felt even worse.

"Not interested!"

Zhan Nianchuan refused directly. There was no benefit in fighting with Lin Hongzhi. It would be better to practice for a while.

"Humph, Junior Brother Zhan, are you afraid? Don't worry, Senior Brother will be measured when he attacks." Lin Hongzhi pressed on step by step.

The disciples below the stage instantly became excited, and the atmosphere began to heat up, full of expectations, and they fought.

The newly rising disciple and the original first outer disciple, who is the strongest of the younger generation of Lindan Peak? Everyone's curiosity was aroused.

To everyone's disappointment, Zhan Nianchuan just smiled faintly and did not respond.

He had no intention of replacing Lin Hongzhi as the first outer disciple of Lindan Peak, just for a false name, it was not worth it, there was no benefit at all.

If only the top ten outer disciples of each peak had the opportunity to enter the secret realm of Nanlu, he would have planned to get through even the small competition.

At this time, the final winners had been selected on the other nine high platforms, and the selection of the top ten outer disciples was completed.

They all stood proudly on the stage, feeling the envy and jealousy of the disciples below the stage, accepting the cheers of the disciples, and their expressions were full of excitement.

Becoming the top ten outer disciples means that they will receive generous rewards and have the opportunity to receive guidance from Tong Dachuan. If they win the confrontation meeting, they can even get a foundation-building pill!

"Top ten disciples, come on stage!"

With Chen Qizhi's shout, the top ten disciples quickly walked up to the stage and lined up to salute Tong Dachuan.

"Very good, as the top ten outer disciples of our peak, you must work hard to practice and improve your own strength, and you must defeat Yunlong Peak in the sect confrontation meeting in half a year! Do you understand?" Tong Dachuan said sternly.

"Understood!"

The ten disciples answered in unison, full of energy.

Tong Dachuan nodded with satisfaction, waved his sleeves, and ten jade bottles appeared out of thin air and flew towards the ten people.

Everyone took the jade bottle, and their faces were full of joy. This bottle of Qi-gathering Pill is very valuable. Ordinary outer disciples can only get one a month, and there are as many as twenty in this jade bottle.

Zhan Nianchuan was naturally calm when he got the jade bottle, but on the surface he still looked very happy.

"The contribution points awarded to you have been marked on your identity tokens. Ten days later, I will use the tokens to ask you to come to the peak hall to listen to my sermons. Okay, everyone, leave."

The ten people saluted again, and except for Lin Hongzhi, they all walked down the stage.

Tong Dachuan said a few more words of encouragement to the many disciples below the stage, and then he left with his sleeves. Thus, the Lindan Peak competition ended successfully, and everyone began to leave.

Zhan Nianchuan stood there thinking about how to send the Zhu fruit to Tong Dachuan, and suddenly heard a soft and pleasant voice in his ears, "Come to the peak tomorrow, my father wants to see you."

"That's good, at least you don't have to worry about how to get close to the benefactor." Zhan Nianchuan nodded to Tong Xi on the stage, indicating that he understood, and then followed the crowd down the mountain.

Lin Hongzhi's face on the stage darkened.

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