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They were dressed in pale golden robes, they were all about thirty years old, their faces were majestic, their long beards fluttering on their chests, and an incomparable fluctuation of Xuan Qi was swollen around their figures, and even the light began to distort around them.

All the registered disciples suddenly didn't even dare to come out.

Ding Hao only felt a suffocating feeling coming to him, as if three ancient mountains were pressing in front of him.

Whether it was in the lower dantian or the middle dantian in the abdomen, the two kinds of Xuan Qi, ice and fire, seemed to have been suppressed, and began to violently resist and surge, running rapidly in the meridians and acupoints, like thunder, and began to resist instinctively.

He had to hurriedly use his skills to suppress it, which made the Xuan Qi in his body slowly stabilize down.

"It's terrifying, the strength of these three middle-aged people, I'm afraid that they have already passed the realm of the Innate Martial Sect and have reached an incredible realm, and the Sword Sect is really a master!"

Ding Hao secretly admired in his heart.

"Cut, it's just a few little guys in the realm of the Great Grandmaster, I think back then, my mother, I could crush thousands of these goods with one finger!" Dao Zu snorted disdainfully in his mind.

"That's it, the small sect is really a small sect, and the three generations of disciples are only in the realm of the great grandmaster, hehe, it's vulnerable!" The Sword Ancestor was also unwilling to lag behind, and immediately deployed the map cannon.

Ding Hao touched his nose disapprovingly, and did not respond to these two "ancestors".

These two ancestors have a mysterious origin, hundreds of thousands of years old monsters, and in their eyes, they are not in the flow, and in today's Selangor, I am afraid that they are all masters in their own right.

"These three people are all core true disciples among the three generations of disciples, I can't imagine that someone of such status would preside over this Five Academies Competition!"

Among the registered disciples, some people recognized the identities of the three gold-robed powerhouses in the ring and whispered.

The rule of the Sword Sect was that 1,500 years ago, and countless generations of disciples were reproduced, and the rule was that one of the highest existing generations at that time was the first generation of disciples, and the following were divided into two generations, three generations, and even seven and eight generations of disciples according to the time of entering the sect.

Now the ancestor with the highest rank in the Sword Sect is said to have lived for more than six hundred years and has been in hiding.

The contemporary head Li Shujian is a second-generation disciple.

Li Shujian has been in control of the Wen Jian Sect for more than 300 years, and his strength is unfathomable, and it is said that apart from that old ancestor, the Wen Jian Sect is unrivaled, and he is also one of the famous great masters in the entire Selangor state.

Li Shujian has a very high prestige in the sect, but this head of the sect is also in a simple place, and Ding Hao and other registered disciples are not qualified to meet this big man at all.

Except for some powerful elders of the same generation as the head Li Shujian, the status of the three generations of disciples in the sect is already very high.

In particular, the core true disciple among the three generations of disciples is almost the high-level candidate of the future Ask Sword Sect, and his status is second only to the small number of second-generation disciples, and he can come out to preside over this Fifth Academy Competition, which shows that the Ask Sword Sect attaches great importance to this Named Disciple Competition.

"Meet the three senior brothers (uncles)!"

Around the martial arts arena, everyone bowed and saluted in unison, looking respectful.

In the first ring, a middle-aged man with big ears in the center raised his hand, and a soft force spread out, helping everyone up, this person was as imposing as an abyss, extremely majestic, his eyes were burning like fire, and no one dared to look at him.

His gaze swept over the registered disciples of the Five Academies and nodded slightly.

"The Great Competition of the Five Academies will start now, I hope that all the disciples can attach importance to this competition, go all out, show your strongest state, and strengthen the power of the Sword Sect, don't be afraid of the tail, lose the basis before and after, and let the elders, senior brothers and heads of the sect disappoint!"

Another third-generation master in a pale gold robe read aloud.

Next, another third-generation disciple read out some of the rules and rewards of the big competition, and then the big competition of the five courtyards officially began.

Under the envious and jealous gaze of more than 2,000 registered disciples, the seeded players selected by each academy slowly walked out of the crowd and came to the bottom of the first ring, where they drew their respective numbers and used them to form groups in the competition.

......

"Huh?"

In the first ring, a middle-aged man with big ears and a long beard suddenly let out a surprise.

"What's the matter, isn't there something wrong with Senior Brother Yin?" said Lu Qi, the third-generation master who had never spoken to his side.

Yin Yifei, a middle-aged man with big ears, shook his head slightly and said: "I suddenly had a very strange feeling just now, among the fifty seeded players from each academy below, someone gave me a very peculiar aura, but when I sensed it carefully, there was nothing to show up, could it be that I had a delusion?"

"And such a thing?" said Rudge, surprised.

"Maybe Senior Brother Yin is deaf and dazzled, something is wrong with the practice, what is the fuss. Cheng Fei, another third-generation disciple, pouted in a mocking tone: "There are more than two thousand registered disciples, but they are all seedlings selected by the sect, what's so strange." ”

"You ......," Rudge furious.

Yin Yifei waved his hand and signaled Lu Qi not to worry about Cheng Fei.

The core disciples also have factions, this Cheng Fei is not a figure of Yin Yifei's group, and it is common for each other to dismantle each other, although Yin Yifei is annoyed in his heart, but on a formal occasion like today, in front of thousands of registered disciples and elders, there is no need to make trouble.

......

Ding Hao received the cyan No. 10 plate.

Handing over the sign representing himself to another working disciple, he temporarily returned to the disciple sequence of the Tsing Yi East Courtyard, waiting for the final battle result to be released.

Just now, when he passed through the first ring, there was suddenly an extremely strong breath that swept over his body, almost making Ding Hao lose his temper on the spot, thinking that it was the strange state in his body that attracted the attention of a certain third-generation disciple on the stage.

Ding Hao was thoughtful.

Soon, 66 continued to have the seeded players who had finished the serial number back.

Ji Xin, Li Juling and other seeded players from the East Academy of Green Shirts came back with their number plates, and they all looked impatient, wanting to show their skills in the competition of the Five Courtyards, and the disciples who had a better relationship around them said something excitedly, full of confidence.

Li Lan was very low-key, standing quietly in the crowd, closing her eyes and recuperating.

Beside him, the two henchmen Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun were looking left and right, and they looked like they couldn't wait for the competition to arrive.

Ding Hao was keenly aware that the eyes of these two people when they looked at him were a little inexplicably hostile, and the momentum of these two people today seemed to be different from a few days ago.

"Damn, could it be that Lao Tzu's mocking face is working again, these two guys ......"

In Ding Hao's heart, he was inexplicably vigilant.

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