In this year's assessment of recruiting disciples, all the new disciples, of course, including Lu Qingfeng and their thirty true disciples, saw this scene, their mouths opened wide in shock, and they were all stunned.

An old elite disciple of Luoxia Peak came to Lu Qingfeng's side and said, "Senior Brother Lu, this is the treasure of my Qingyun Sword Sect, called Qingyun Temple. Legend has it that the founding patriarch of our sect, Qingyunzi, left, you look at the three-story hall, it is said that each layer is a small thousand worlds. Qingyun Divine Temple is an innate spiritual treasure, and it only appears once a year in the disciple competition. According to the elders of the sect, the main reason why the sect did this was to make the new disciples have a sense of pride and honor in the hearts of the sect, so as to strengthen the sense of belonging and cohesion of the sect. ”

Lu Qingfeng's eyes were always staring at the Qingyun Temple, only to see the ten elders led by Guo Tianshan quickly fly towards the Qingyun Temple, and in an instant, he sat on the chair in front of the corridor on the top floor, leisurely drinking tea and chatting.

Just as Lu Qingfeng was facing the main peak and looking at the Qingyun Temple, there was a commotion behind him. Turning around, in the sky above the center of the square, fifty middle-aged people in white robes stood in the air, the robes they wore were no different from Lu Qingfeng's, the only difference was that there was an elder badge pinned to their left chest.

These people, many years ago, were also true disciples, but after two hundred years old, they still stayed at the peak of the Immortal True Realm and could never break through to the Void True Realm, so they were arranged by the sect to be an elite disciple and became an elite disciple's elder. Don't look at the appearance of middle-aged people, their real age is hundreds of years old.

I saw the fifty elders lined up in the air, and at the same time stretched out their palms and shouted at the open space in the center of the square: "Get up," In that clearing, there was a deafening roar, and fifty thirty-meter-square martial arts platforms slowly rose from the ground, until they were ten meters high, they did not stop moving, and then, there were ladders stretched out from the four corners of the competition platform, extending directly to the ground.

The fifty elite disciples' elders fell on the competition platform, and the elder on the middle competition platform spoke: "Now I announce that the annual sect competition has officially begun, and the first thing to do is the competition of the outer disciples. ”

As the elder's words fell, two hundred elders from the outer gate wearing cyan robes and the badge of the elders pinned to their left chests, each in groups of four, stood under the fifty jousting platforms, and at the same time jumped to the fifty jousting platforms and stood at the four corners of the jousting platforms. These outer sect elders will be the deputy referees of this outer disciple competition.

The elite disciple on the middle martial arts competition platform, the elder of the martial arts transmission continued: "Let's start the lottery, there are a total of 30,000 outer disciples participating in this year's competition, and after we have disorganized the 30,000 lots, they are evenly placed in the lottery box under the competition platform. The 3,000 outer disciples of each mountain peak were evenly divided into five groups and went to the designated location to draw lots. Luoxia Peak to the lottery box in front of the competition platform from No. 1 to No. 5, draw lots in front of the lottery box in front of the competition platform from Bixia Peak to No. 6 to No. 10, and draw ......lots in front of the lottery box from Zixia Peak to No. 11 to No. 20. After the draw, No. 1 to No. 600 go to No. 1 to participate in the competition, No. 600 to No. 1,200 go to the No. 2 competition platform, and so on, the two adjacent numbers are opponents, and twenty minutes later, the competition officially begins. ”

The annual sect competition is one of the things that all disciples are most enthusiastic about, and new disciples hope to make a name for themselves in the competition. The old disciples also hope to achieve good results in order to avoid becoming a deacon of the sect.

Qingyun Sword Sect has a clear rule that every year, the last three hundred disciples of the outer sect must become deacons of the sect, and once they become deacons of the sect, they are basically doomed to the fate of their lives.

The same is true of the inner gate, where the last hundred people in the annual competition become deacons of the sect. When it comes to elite disciples, there is a clear difference, if you are ranked in the bottom ten for three consecutive years, then you are welcome, I invite you to go to the inner gate to become an elder of the Gong Transmission.

In the competition of outer disciples, the first 500 will advance to the inner disciples, while the last 300 will become deacons of the sect. This led to zhì, in the first round of the fierce competition, fifty martial arts platforms, everywhere is full of swords and swords, shouting and killing, the sound of weapons colliding is pleasant, from time to time there will be a scream.

Although the sect stipulates that death is not allowed, the sword has no eyes, and injuries are inevitable. Under the stage, all kinds of voices echoed in the square, cheers, shouts, and cheers were mixed together, making the whole square full of people.

Lu Qingfeng found a place to sit on the ground at the edge of the square, and through the bustling crowd, his divine sense constantly scanned the fights on the competition platform.

After careful observation, Lu Qingfeng found that the monks of the Meteorite Star and the martial artists on the earth had the same characteristic, that is, in the initial stage of cultivation, they could not use their own strength well.

The comparison between the two planets is that the internal strength of the martial artists on the earth and the true yuan of the monks on the Meteorite Star have been wasted by the useless Lang in the initial stage of cultivation, leading to a battle that cannot be sustained.

Lu Qingfeng is now at the peak of the early stage of the Xuanzhen Realm, still in the initial stage of the monk, and only when he reaches the Immortal True Realm will he enter the intermediate stage, and at that time, the use of the True Yuan is also much more ingenious.

Just like Lu Qingfeng's own creation of the golden sword phantom flower, it looks very spectacular, when it is really used in battle, only a small part of the sword qi acts on the opponent's body, and the rest is lost.

The same Golden Sword Phantom Flower, if it is used again in the Immortal True Realm, the ball condensed by the True Yuan will turn into a small True Yuan Sword Qi, and the True Yuan has been extremely compressed, not only will it not be expensive, but the power will also be countless times greater.

The first round of the competition took a day and a night to end. The remaining 15,000 outer disciples were drawn again, so that there were still 300 people left on each competition platform, which was half the number of people in the first round, and the time spent was much less, and it took a day's time, and it was over in the middle of the night.

Next, the third round was redrawn, with one hundred and fifty people left in each ring, and the third round took one night and ended early the next morning.

In the fourth round, Xu Haifeng happened to draw the seventy-fiveth, in the fourth round Xu Haifeng had a bye, in the first three rounds, Xu Haifeng's opponents were not too strong, plus this bye, there was a long time to recover fù Zhenyuan, I believe that in the fifth round, he can meet the opponent in the most peak state.

The fifth round of the competition came soon, at this time, there were only thirty-eight people left on each stage, Xu Haifeng drew the fifth and came directly to the No. 1 competition stage.

It didn't take long for the referee to call his name: "No. 5 Xu Haifeng vs. No. 6 Yuan Shuai." The two climbed the platform through the ladders on the north and south sides of guò, and stood at an interval of 20 meters.

Xu Haifeng looked at Yuan Shuai opposite, tall and thin, standing upright on the competition platform, his eyes were bright, he was carrying a long sword on his back, looking at his figure, he was at least one head taller than Xu Haifeng.

After a while, I only heard the referee say: "Both sides are ready, start." At the beginning of the battle, Shuangfeng quickly pulled out the long sword behind his back, Xu Haifeng's long sword was in his hand, and the sword body flashed with fiery red light.

This is a medium-grade magic weapon long sword, named Chiyan Sword, I saw Xu Haifeng rushing out with an arrow step, the Chiyan Sword in his hand was raised high, and the human-level martial arts fire clouds were displayed all over the sky, and he slashed down with the momentum of splitting Huashan with force.

I saw that the fiery red light on the long sword was nearly thirty percent brighter than just now, which was the characteristic of the true qi beginning to transform into the true element, which also fully proved that Xu Haifeng had broken through from the high true realm to the naïve realm, and already had the qualifications to become an inner disciple.

When Yuan Shuai saw this situation, he couldn't help but be stunned, and kept muttering to himself: "Zhen Yuan, Zhen Yuan, is a master of the Naive Realm." After speaking, he came to his senses in an instant, turned around and ran, and when he reached the edge of the competition platform, he jumped directly with a whoosh.

Xu Haifeng's fifth round of martial arts ended dramatically, this round of martial arts competition, there were only nineteen pairs of players on each competition platform, so this round of martial arts ended faster, and it ended in more than two hours.

Next is the sixth round of the competition, the sixth and final round, among the remaining nineteen people, one person has a bye, and the remaining eighteen people decide the top nine, plus one person who has a bye, it is exactly ten people, and fifty martial arts platforms are five hundred people, and these five hundred people directly enter the inner door and become inner disciples.

After the outer disciples decide the top 500, and then the next 300 are determined from the 15,000 eliminated in the first round, and these 300 outer disciples will become deacons of the sect.

The fifth round of a move was full of fire, consuming one-fifth of Xu Haifeng's true yuan, for him who had just broken through, he was a little overwhelmed, but this round was still the fastest round to end, and it was too late to recover the true yuan.

Xu Haifeng only rested for an hour, the final round of the draw has begun, Xu Haifeng drew the fifty-eighth, he came directly to the No. 4 competition platform, he will be the first player to take the stage on the fourth competition platform, his opponent will be the fifty-nineth, at present, he does not know who this player is.

The chief referee of the No. 4 martial arts platform, that is, one of the fifty elite disciple transmission elders, saw that the nineteen players were already waiting under the competition platform, and immediately began to roll call: "No. 58 Xu Haifeng vs. No. 59 Fu Biao."

Xu Haifeng and Fu Biao stood in the corner of the competition platform respectively, looking at each other, Fu Biao is a very burly teenager, don't look at the age of only eleven or twelve years old, but his figure is about the same as that of an ordinary adult, if you talk about volume, there is no problem with Xu Haifeng.

The referee stood between the two, looked at the two, and then said, "You two are ready, let's go." As the referee's voice fell, the two quickly fought together.