Chapter 3

Ding Dong.

The loud bell rings through the whole Qingfeng mountain, melodious far away, even the prosperous town at the foot of the mountain can be heard clearly.

Queyueping, the main peak of Qingfeng mountain, is the place where zongmen is located. The huge Qingshi terrace is hundreds of feet wide and magnificent. In the middle of Daping, there is a huge ancient bronze bell. At this moment, it is making melodious sounds.

It was clear and sunny.

Que Yueping is full of disciples, all of them are in the same white dress, sword around the waist and elegant.

Chaotian pavilion has always been proud of its swordsmanship. Shizu once supported the sword in white, which has set a hundred year foundation for Chaotian Pavilion. Therefore, it seems that supporting the sword in white has become an unwritten rule of the disciples. All the disciples are proud of wearing the sword in white.

Hundreds of young disciples gathered at the edge of Que Yueping and talked about it.

"There are only nine places in this trial. It's too few. I don't know who can get to the top."

"Needless to say, it must be brother Xiao Qiang of Que Yueping!"

"I think so. Elder martial brother Xiao Qiang is still young, but his accomplishments have already leaped into the realm of birth. He is only a short distance away from the realm of condensing gas. He has great talent and is sure to win the championship!"

"Indeed! We can only follow elder martial brother Xiao Qiang's ass to eat ashes. "

From time to time, they looked up at the center of the Daping.

In the center of Que Yueping, a huge challenge arena has been built. The challenge arena is wide and magnificent. Obviously, the next test will be held here.

The trial rule of Chaotian pavilion has a long history. It is said that it was set by the founder when he founded Chaotian Pavilion. Every ten years, the younger generation of disciples will take part in a trial to test their practice. Those who can be promoted smoothly will be rewarded by the sect, and even go further and further along the way of martial arts. Therefore, every trial is very grand.

At this moment, the trial has not yet started, and many disciples are still gathering together to chat.

"Did you hear that? The fool of the sixth martial uncle's family in qingluanping is gone? "

On the edge of Que Yueping, a few people were waiting for the trial while whispering.

"I heard that. I think that fool is too embarrassed to come. Qingluanping is only one of his disciples. According to the rules of the clan, each Daping will reserve a place. Even if he doesn't have accomplishments, this fool will be able to hold a seat. It's good if he doesn't come. "

"It's true, but I heard that the Sixth Division went down the mountain to find that fool."

"Ah... Sixth martial uncle is kind-hearted, but he protects that fool."

Several people talk more than, but did not notice, a figure has appeared in the side.

"Elder martial brother Xiao Qiang!"

A few people are surprised one after another, after seeing the comer, they rush to do boxing.

The white dress long gown, a cheek is more showing a little heroic, but at the moment slightly frown, to a few people scolded: "impolite do not say! Su Chunsheng is a sect disciple. Don't chew your tongue

"Yes

A few people are a Leng, hastily nod a way.

At present, this is Xiao Qiang, one of the most popular young disciples of Chaotian Pavilion. He is from que Yueping, but his cultivation is so high that he can be proud in Chaotian Pavilion.

Xiao Qiang didn't speak either. He just turned away and walked slowly to the edge of the challenge arena, frowning.

Dong Dong!

A dull noise came.

Everyone was inspired and turned to look at the challenge arena.

On the huge challenge arena in the center of Que Yueping, a middle-aged man stood in the center and said in a loud voice: "Dear disciples, the ten-year trial of Chaotian Pavilion is about to begin! If you want to participate in the trial, please sign up and draw lots to choose your opponent. "

The crowd exploded, and many people rushed forward and began to draw lots. And more disciples gathered in the middle of the huge challenge arena and watched the scene eagerly.

There are not too many restrictions on the trial. All the disciples can participate in it. However, there are hundreds of disciples in Chaotian Pavilion, and their accomplishments are uneven. Some of them have not even touched the threshold of martial arts. They just know some simple swordsmanship, so most of them don't participate in it. They just watch the excitement under the stage.

Soon, most of the students who decided to participate had signed up and began to draw lots.

The worshiper who was in charge of registration raised his head to scan around and asked symbolically, "are there any disciples willing to register? If not, we will start to draw lots to choose opponents! "

"Yes!"

In the distance, a shout came.

Everyone was stunned.

However, a young man in a green shirt appeared on the edge of Que Yueping, looking up at the green stone terrace with a calm look.

"Su Chunsheng, qingluanping, will also take part in the trial."

That green shirt youth, lightly drinks a way.

The entire que Yueping suddenly burst out, one by one looking at the scene with surprise.

"Are you crazy? You stupid man with no accomplishments? "

"Look at you. You just got out of the cesspit, didn't you?"

"Go back quickly, don't lose face."

For a moment, the sound of ridicule and abuse was endless.

Su Chunsheng, who was in a mess, just frowned, limped forward and continued: "qingluanping Su Chunsheng signed up for the test."

In the distance, dozens of teenagers from dafengping gathered in one place, their faces suddenly changed. Liu Chao, the leader, frowned, and his eyes showed a touch of ruthlessness.

"Good!" The priest who was in charge of the registration seemed to be a little surprised, but he just nodded and continued: "then the disciples in the sect will start to draw lots."

Su Chunsheng limps to the edge of the challenge arena. Most of the disciples stay away from him and avoid him one after another. Obviously, he doesn't like to see this guy full of embarrassment.

"Chunsheng, are you ok?"

A figure quickly steps forward and appears beside Su Chunsheng, who is in a mess. It's no one else. It's Xiao Qiang, the most famous elder martial brother in Chaotian Pavilion. But Xiao Qiang looks at Su Chunsheng, who is in a mess and limping, and suddenly frowns.

Obviously, he saw that the black mark on Su Chunsheng's body was not dirt, but blood! That leg is scarlet!

Su Chunsheng raised his head, grinned and shook his head slightly. "It's OK."

Xiao Qiang wants to talk and stop, but Su Chunsheng waves his hand to interrupt him and continues: "let's talk after the trial."

Xiao Qiang also does not say much, just exhale a breath, gently way: "wish you good luck."

Su Chunsheng nodded with a smile and said, "thank you, elder martial brother."

Looking up, a pair of dark eyes in the distance looked at him. He was Liu Chao who had killed himself before.

Su Chunsheng just squinted and sneered.

The result of the draw soon came out. I don't know whether it was a coincidence or someone deliberately. Su Chun's opponents were all from dafengping, and the last one in the line was Liu Chao!

On that night, dozens of disciples led by Liu Chao attacked and killed themselves in dafengping!

What a narrow road!

All of them have their own thoughts, and the offering for the prison on the challenge arena is ready.

With an order, the trial began.

Xiao Qiang, the first elder martial brother from que Yueping, was the first to take the stage, while his opponent was only a disciple from tianleiping. In just one round, Xiao Qiang won easily and won a burst of applause.

In the next competition, there are also winners and losers.

From the beginning to the end, Su Chunsheng just stood in the distance of the challenge arena, closed his eyes and pondered. Seems to be thinking about something.

Ding Dong!

The bell rings.

"Next round, qingluanping Su Chunsheng, against fengfengping Zhang Bo!"

As soon as the words came out, there was a burst of laughter under the stage.

"Oh, the fool is going to be beaten up!"

"Elder martial brother Zhang Bo, it's better to start later. Don't make that fool even more stupid!"

The sound of ridicule was heard all the time.

Su Chunsheng opened his eyes and ignored the sarcasm. Instead, he walked slowly to the challenge arena with a calm look.

By coincidence, Su Chunsheng fell under the cliff and opened his orifices again. The cultivation that had been lost was gradually recovered. But maybe the interval time is too long, the body's orifices and acupoints only opened more than a dozen, the Qi machine back also appears to be a little slow. The reason why Su Chunsheng is so quiet is that he is just pushing the meridians to gather Qi.

The way of cultivating martial arts is to practice body and Qi first. Qi is like rain, and physique is like a container. The higher the cultivation is, the more Qi will be carried by physique. At the moment, Su Chunsheng's orifices were reopened two years after the Qi dissipated, which was no different from the long drought and sweet dew.

On top of the challenge arena, the young disciple from dafengping is now standing in the middle of the challenge arena with a sword on his waist and full of momentum. Compared with Su Chunsheng in rags, it's a world of difference.

Cheers were heard all the time.

Under the stage, Xiao Qiang is standing with several disciples of Que Yueping, most of them are silent.

Xiao Qiang even frowned and looked at the disciples who made sarcastic remarks. His face was very blue.

Why are these young people so vicious?

Su Chunsheng has always been looked down upon by his disciples. He even makes sarcastic remarks against each other and even beats and scolds. Xiao Qiang is the only one who thinks Su Chunsheng is not as unbearable as outsiders. All the disciples who connect the whole que Yueping have a good impression of Su Chunsheng.

On the challenge arena, Su Chunsheng squints at Zhang Bo from dafengping and talks. The disciple of dafengping, who was called Zhang Bo, didn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp. He just hugged him with both hands and sneered.

Zhang Bo was also involved in the attack that night, but no one could figure out that such a fool had survived.

But so what?

See Zhang Bo to sneer a little, way: "fool spring lives, do you think a few moves are enough?"

Su Chunsheng shrugged his shoulders, breathed out a breath, looked up and said, "one move!"

"Then I'll send you back to your qingluanping!"

Zhang Bo is extremely rampant and takes a step forward slowly.

Bang!

There was a loud noise.

Then, a figure flew directly from the challenge arena.

In an instant, the whole que Yue Ping became silent, and the needle could be heard. Everyone opened their mouths and watched the scene in disbelief.