Guo Wenyi showed his disdain, saying: "Chen Yang used to rely on foreign objects to reach his current strength. There is nothing to praise."

Several other people also agree with this statement.

Dongfang Hongfei looked indifferent and smiled: "Okay, don't look down on Brother Chen. After all, dual moods are not understood by everyone. However, if you will meet Chen in the selection process, if you meet Chen, Brother, you have to educate him so that he doesn't take himself too seriously. "

"Hongfei is right."

Guo Wenji nodded and said that among the students of Long Xingfeng, he was the only one who dared to call Dongfang Hongfei's name.

Le Xiaoqiao said: "Chen Yang is indeed too arrogant. If we brothers and sisters, if we don't educate him well, it will be a little irresponsible."

Sitting in the back row of the third row, Zhang Shuying looked into his head and smiled: "Haha, listen to what Sister Music means, if you run into Chen Yang, you will definitely not give him good fruit."

Le Xiaoqiao rolled her eyes and waved, "I didn't say that."

Everyone was laughing and laughing, and the topic revolved around Chen Yang, but they regarded him as a self-righteous clown and made fun of each other.

At this moment, Chen Yang was sitting in the corner of the stands, without a word, closing his eyes and raising his soul.

As for what other people think of him, even if he hears it, he doesn't care.

After about half an hour, I saw a figure, who flew up from Long Xingfeng, very fast, and landed in the center of Panlong Square.

As soon as this person appeared, the stands on both sides of Panlong Square calmed down instantly.

All eyes were on the man in the center of the square.

This person is the master of Longxing Fengfeng Mo Ze.

Mo Ze glanced at the audience and opened the door to see the mountain road: "Today's competition is to select for the Qianlong Conference. There are a total of ten places. Those who can enter the top ten can get a place to participate in the Qianlong Conference."

"This time, a total of 63 people signed up and divided into ten groups. Each group played a wheel battle. The top three were promoted, and then the lottery was played to determine the top ten."

After a brief explanation of the rules, Mo Ze waved his right hand and saw the five-meter-wide Panlong Square ground rising with ten rafters, each with a length of 500 meters.

There is a deacon elder, and on the side of each ring, a sign is put down, which indicates the number of "one" to "ten", representing the ring number.

In addition, there are ten huge lists, each hovering beside ten dais.

Mo Ze continued: "Ten groups of people have been grouped according to the registration form. Now, the list of people in each group is displayed on the side of the ring, and the order of the rounds is marked. Please disciples of each group to enter the field, and go Fight on the ring. "

"The rule of battle is that you must not fly or kill people. You lose your combat effectiveness, or you fall off the ring and you are sentenced to defeat."

"The deacons and elders next to the platform will register the victory and defeat, with three points for the victory, one point for the tie, and zero points for the defeat. In the end, the top three of each group will be promoted."

"Okay, now, let's get started."

Mo Ze's voice fell, and immediately on the stands, twenty people flew out one after another, it was exactly ten people who were in the first round of battle.

The deacon elder is responsible for the refereeing, and the ten "start" sounds are issued at almost the same time.

Then on the ring, the battle started.

What Chen Yang didn't expect is that Zhang Jilin turned up in the first group, located on the seventh platform.

He observed that apart from Zhang Jilin, all the other disciples who boarded on the ring were actually pinnacles.

Not to mention the early and middle stages of Ningmu, not even a late Ningmu practitioner.

"Haha, is that kid a fool? Ningmo even dared to sign up for the selection in the early stage."

"Out of your own control."

"Is he funny?"

As soon as Zhang Jilin came on stage, it immediately caused the audience to laugh.

This situation was as expected by Zhang Jilin, so he didn't care at all. He still shot with all his strength and played against the peak practitioners.

No doubt, just one move, Zhang Jilin was defeated, then stepped down from the platform, returned to the stands, and sat next to Chen Yang.

Without saying a word, he closed his eyes.

Although the battle just ended, it was instantaneous, but when he faced an invincible opponent such as Pinnacle Peak, he had a deep understanding.

At this moment, he wants to digest these feelings and transform them into his own strength.

There was still a voice mocking Zhang Jilin, but Mo Ze, who was sitting in the air, suddenly said: "Although Zhang Jilin was defeated, he dared to challenge and was able to learn from the battle. This is better than how many people you know are present "You actually have the fun to make fun of him, but you don't know that you yourself are the ridiculous party."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned, and then looked at Zhang Jilin in the corner of the stand, and found that Zhang Jilin was meditating with eyes closed. Many people had a look of sudden realization and finally understood Zhang Jilin's true purpose.

He is not trying to win the top ten, but to take this opportunity to sharpen his feelings.

Although many people understand the truth ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, some people are taunting secretly, because instead they have no courage to bear the ridicule of others and sign up for the selection.

"Well, there are tens of thousands of ways to sharpen your feelings. I don't want to shame my eyes."

"The kid next to him also signed up for the selection, I'm afraid the purpose is the same as him."

"Surely, otherwise, in the midst of condensing, wouldn't you still like to win the ranking."

There were still scattered talk on the court, but it was drowned by cheers, not many people cared.

After all, the fighting was going on. After all, they were all the disciples who had peaked their heads, and they played very fiercely.

"Brother Dongfang is here!"

Just then, someone shouted.

"On the 6th ring!"

"His opponent is Brother Yao. I wonder if Brother Yao can support Brother Dongfang's half move!"

The crowd was excited, no one else paid attention, and everyone's eyes fell on the sixth platform.

Even Chen Yang, who was meditating, showed a little interest, opened his eyes and looked at Dongfang Hongfei.

I saw Dongfang Hongfei in white, standing on the 6th platform, with one hand behind his back, personable, and making a right hand gesture to the other side, saying, "Master Yao, please!"

"Brother Dongfang, offended!"

That Master Shi Yao bowed down and made a salute, and all of a sudden, he attacked Dongfang Hongfei.

It was also at this moment that Dongfang Hongfei shot his hand at such a fast speed that everyone was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, a palm shadow was released and shrouded Yao's brother. He didn't wait for his response to come and hit him with a bang. ) Download Free Reader !!