How can mortals detect the depth of Senior Sister Bai?

But although Senior Sister Bai is good, what about her junior sisters—

【Good】【Good】【Good】

This is the strength rating given by a disciple of the Foundation Establishment stage who claims to be Du Xianmen Bai Xiaosheng.

A total of 527 "new" disciples participated in the competition this time.

The bankrupt version of Bai Xiaosheng roughly divided the strength of these 527 people into three levels: [excellent], [good], and [fair].

In his words, the philosophy of the participating disciples rated as [Fan] is to "focus on participation".

"If you reach the second round, you will be successful!"

As for the apprentices who are rated as good.

"As long as you play normally, and a little bit of luck is enough to rush to the top sixty-four, after that, you will earn every round you advance."

The focus is still on those participating disciples who were rated as [Excellent].

Wenren Yale, Zeng Mengyu, and Tang Chengyue, who were hotly discussed by everyone, were among them.

"This means that they have the strength to win the championship!"

The bankrupt version of Bai Xiaosheng said so.

No matter when or where you are, everyone is keen to make rankings.

What an ancient emperor.

What an eternity.

The group of disciples watching the match at Duxianmen were no exception.

The rating of the bankrupt version of Bai Xiaosheng is generally very objective, so he is sought after by most people.

There are quite a few people who have raised objections.

For example, some people think that Senior Sister Bai's junior sister should be transferred to the [Excellent] level.

The bankrupt version of Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and said, "That's a bad statement. We all know that Senior Sister Bai is very powerful, and we also know that Senior Sister Bai's second sister once won the first place in the entry test. But we have to admit that their training time is too short. In two years, with Senior Sister Bai's qualifications, they can barely compete with the Nascent Soul Stage, and the next big competition is when they will emerge."

Can.

This is indeed "reluctant".

"Excellent analysis!"

"Master, I understand!"

After several debates, more and more people supported the bankrupt version of Bai Xiaosheng, and a group of people stood in front of the rating board he stood up and pointed.

Suddenly someone asked, "Bai Xiaosheng, Bai Xiaosheng, who do you think has the greatest chance of winning the championship?"

The bankrupt version of Bai Xiaosheng gently waved the fan in his hand.

With a smile on his face, he has a grand master air when he walks.

After a while.

He slowly spit out five words from his mouth: "Senior Brother Tang Chengyue!"

Someone next to him immediately stood up and echoed his words.

"Brother Tang is invincible!"

"Brothers, believe me. Brother Tang Chengyue, God of War, let you win softly!"

"Since I became friends with Senior Brother Tang, I no longer have to worry about being green. I don't have to worry about it. Even my training speed is 30% faster than usual. My hundred low-grade spirit stones will be used as a thank you gift for Senior Brother Tang. Bar!"

"Gan, I want to make friends with Senior Brother Tang!"

In the noisy shouting.

Countless people flocked to several nearby betting tables.

One for you, and one for me.

Within a quarter of an hour, Senior Brother Tang Chengyue became the "top class" among the participating disciples.

Bai Lian: "..."

Is this the charm of the God of War of Pure Love?

In recent days, the living space of the tauren has been compressed more and more severely.

At this moment, the deacon who presided over Yu Ying and an unknown female disciple had begun to introduce the origins of both parties.

"Fourth Senior Sister, come on!"

Lin Ji stepped on the stone bench, holding the cheering stick made in advance by Bai Lian and waving it vigorously.

"Be careful, don't fall."

Bai Lian immediately supported Fifth Junior Sister's slender and strong waist to prevent Fifth Junior Sister's feet from slipping on her forehead.

She is still very at ease with Fourth Junior Sister.

The outside world was full of disapproving voices, and that was because they knew nothing about the true cultivation of Fourth Junior Sister.

That was the Yuan Ying period!

The huge gap in cultivation is enough to cover up the fourth sister's shortcomings in combat experience.

Unless the fourth junior sister meets the opponents who are at the peak of the golden core in advance, the battle between the fourth junior sister should be very boring.

"The competition begins!"

At the moment when the deacon's cry sounded.

The female disciple standing opposite Yu Ying launched a rush attack. She turned her sword into a thousand lights and tried to sweep Yu Ying down from the ring with the sudden descending Wuji sword formation.

The wind and thunder sounded.

In one breath, the sky above the arena was filled with thick dark clouds, which had the potential to overwhelm the city.

"Junior Sister Zhou Rui's move is not an ordinary sword move!"

The narrator may be late, but he will never be absent.

"The Promise Sword Formation is an extremely difficult spell to practice. It is better than a continuous attack like a tidal wave, but the real murderous intention is still hidden in the momentum of the Spiritual Mind stab."

really.

Bai Lian nodded.

General low-level spells test the level of control over spiritual power.

And the Promise Sword Formation incorporates the use of Divine Sense, which suddenly nearly doubles its power.

But it's a pity.

Zhou Rui's golden core is not very stable, and at first glance, it is not long before it breaks through the golden core stage.

The gap in the entire realm made her fierce sword wind look like slow motion in Yu Ying's eyes.

Yu Ying is an "honest person".

"Honest people" have always been less sophisticated.

Therefore, after finding the loopholes in Zhou Rui, she had no idea of ​​playing with Zhou Rui first.

What's the point of rubbing around?

Isn't that just to whet your appetite?

It is better to rush directly.

"One move will determine the outcome!"

Yu Ying also thought about ending the competition as soon as possible and then going to cheer on the two senior sisters.

Facing the sword light coming from all directions, she remained motionless.

"Move it, Junior Sister Yu!"

The onlookers next to them immediately shouted anxiously.

Could it be that Senior Sister Bai's Fourth Junior Sister is about to be defeated with a single sword?

No, no, no.

What they want to see is the fierce hand-to-hand combat of beautiful girls, not the masters who can separate the top and bottom in an instant!

It is best for both sides to fight until they are out of breath and sweaty, and finally have to clench their soft fists to the extent that the outcome depends on willpower and physical endurance.

It's a pity that their voices full of expectations could not reach the ring.

This is no ordinary ring.

Rather, it is a small enchantment circled by high-level spiritual tools, even if it is an attack from an immortal cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, it is difficult to break through it.

Inside the ring formation.

Seeing that her sword was about to stab Yu Ying, a smile appeared on Zhou Rui's face.

For a moment, she thought about whether to show mercy.

After all, the opponent is Senior Sister Bai's junior sister.

If she wins too simply, the influence may not be very good.

But in the end she gave up the idea.

The key is to steadily earn victory in your hands.

This competition is not only rewarded by champions, she can gain a lot of sect points for each additional round she advances.

"The white waves are bound together by the sea!"

While drinking tenderly, Zhou Rui's long-saved sword power exploded instantly.

Poof!

Wave after wave was pressing towards Yu Ying's face, and the trend of stopping was completely invisible.

Hidden in the water spray in the sky is a shock of divine sense like a sharp needle.

Break it open.

hinder.

Let's advance.

Zhou Rui!

At the moment when the battle was suddenly pushed to a climax, an unremarkable white light swept the entire arena barrier.

Zhou Rui was stunned.

Her sword was only an inch away from Yu Ying's chest, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move forward.

"how come?"

There is obviously no invisible wall ahead.

Otherwise, how could the wave-like sword energy fly out against Yu Ying's aqua blue hair.

She tried to hit Yu Ying's chest hard with her left fist.

But at the moment when the fist wind shook the placket, the sword in her hand suddenly retreated backwards like a crazy dump truck.

boom!

The hilt of the sword stabbed between her chest at once.

The earth sank and the mountains shook.

"Mmmmm~"

Zhou Rui, whose ribs were suddenly hit hard, let out a dull pained groan.

Before she could react, Yu Ying deceived her and approached.

Snapped.

Zhou Rui didn't see anything clearly, she only felt that her chest was hit hard again, and then she flew out of the ring barrier like a kite with a broken string.