Chapter 160： Paradise elite

快 "Look, that's Du Wansong ...!"

"Who is Du Wansong? Why are he and a few people behind him wearing outer robes different from ours?"

"Haha, based on my experience in Outdoor Ten, I can bear the incumbent to tell you that these ten people are the real top ten disciples, and Du Wansong is the chief of the outer gates! Their purple collar robes are the elite disciples in the legend Status symbol! "

"Ah! Elite disciples !? So cool ..."

酷 "Cool !? Let me tell you, everyone of them has a practice above the innate level ..."

"Congenital ...? This ... too strong?"

当然 "Of course, can the close disciples of the top ten elders in the door be inferior?"

"..."

Wu Chuyan's consciousness unfolded, and finally in the crowd, he heard a trace of useful information, and he couldn't help looking up toward the ten purple-collared robe students standing behind the elders of the outside gates.

原来 "It turns out that they are elite disciples? Congenital ... hah, a little interesting!"

Lu Chuyan's eyes flickered and she thought for herself.

At this time, Du Wansong followed the crowd and walked to the middle of the ring. His eyes swept across the audience, his whole body breath swept out, and his Ling Tianzong's first person's momentum was fully revealed.

"I ... Du Wansong, is the first one on the outside stone, Wanniansong!"

The sound of thunder was like thunder, and it was rolling like a tide, and it instantly rang in the ears of all the outside students.

"Ah !!! He is Wan Niansong!"

"Oh my God, Wan Niansong, who has been sawing the top spot in the outside list for three years, turned out to be him!"

"Ah ... terrific, the first door is ..."

"..."

There was a sound of exclamation, and it suddenly sounded in the crowd, exclaiming again and again, all the disciples looked at him, full of awe.

"Brother Chu! These guys are all heaven, they are the real top ten outsiders! The strength is above the a priori!"

Sun Jie frowned and looked at Chu Yan, said softly.

"It's all a priori?" Chu Yan froze, then turned to look at Sun Jie, chuckled.

"Don't you say, are you going to break into the top ten this time? How is it all congenital?"

I heard Chu Yan's words, Sun Jie's face turned slightly red, and then he said

"Brother Chu, you may not understand. According to the rules of Zongmen, everyone will fight one-on-one, and the ten winners will be qualified to challenge the ten elite disciples. So, basically, each of these Zongmen Dabies, these ten people only made a debut, and after a long time, no one knew them. "

"Appeared !? Oh, it's really powerful!" Chu Yan sneered, his eyes swept across the stage like electricity.

人 On the whole outside gate performance martial arts, the voices were rushing.

After a short while, Elder Wu Fa got up slowly, glanced across the hall, and said with a deep voice.

"Silent!"

Shouting, the crowd quieted down.

"Today is the day for all disciples to evaluate the big game. This big game is to evaluate the disciples' performance in the past two years, and the second is to determine the ten outstanding people and award them as encouragement! "

He paused for a moment, Elder Wu Fa coughed, and then said

"I am in charge of the overall evaluation of the sect, and the rules are as follows: the knockout match will be selected first, then the top 100 disciples will be challenged and the top 10 will be decided. Now, draw lots!"

声音 Elder Wu Fa's voice was full of voices. A dozen elders got up at the same time and waved to the air. Suddenly, tens of thousands of light spots permeated the air and went toward the crowd.

Tens of thousands of disciples outside each seized a spot of light and spread it out in their hands. The white light cluster flickered in the hands, turning them into several numbers, printed on the palm of each person.

The position of Lu Chuyan's palm is exactly 460, slightly forward.

The numbers of Sun Jie and Su Xing are both tens of thousands. They are extremely backward. They will not meet in the elimination round.

This kind of luck-based numbering is extremely unfavorable to disciples who are low in cultivation. However, disciples who are low in cultivation are not likely to achieve results. At the same time, defeat can also motivate them to cultivate.

After the group was divided into groups, several people in Chu Yan waited patiently, and tens of thousands of people battled, the time will not be short.

After a short while, Elder Wu Fa saw that there was no light mass in the air, and he began to speak in a loud voice.

"I announced that Ling Tianzong's outside door was big and officially started!"

After speaking, Wu Fa sat down lightly, and immediately stood up to ten elders beside him, leaped to the ten platforms, and shouted in unison.

"Number one to twenty, fight on stage, ready for number twenty to forty!"

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Suddenly, twenty people flew up to ten dais, and the deacon's elder ordered to start a showdown.

All of a sudden, the roaring energies on the ten ringstands, and the lights came out!

The battle was much faster than Chu Yan had expected, and each of them had results in almost a few seconds. The prepared team went straight to start a new showdown.

Because it is a random draw, disciples with different strengths will be very likely to be assigned to a group, such as the gas refining environment triple and the gas refining environment five heavy days are divided into a group.

After less than half an hour, it was Chu Yan's turn to play.

Lu Chuyan's opponent was a young black-skinned man. When he came to power, he stared at Chu Yan with his eyes drawn.

"Chu ... Chu Yan? Fuck, unlucky, I confess!"

The black-skinned boy sighed, confessed directly, and jumped off the ring.

The test of Jin Jinjiao and the Zongmen battle, Chu Yan ’s amazing performance, made many disciples know him. Therefore, those who consciously lacked strength and encountered Chu Yan could only admit that they were bad.

"This battle, Chu Yansheng!"

Chu Chuyan shrugged her shoulders ~ www.novelhall.com ~ and walked off the platform easily.

First game, win without a fight!

Next, after waiting for three full hours, it was Sun Jie's turn to play.

杰 Sun Jie's opponent is a tall and powerful disciple, Xiu Wei is like Sun Jie, refining the atmosphere of the eighth sky.

However, this power-type opponent is exactly Sun Jie's favorite.

Suddenly, Sun Jiewu's soul was let go, and there was a lot of ghosts on the stage. The tall disciple was dull and dazzled.

"watch out!"

Suddenly, Sun Jie fiercely appeared behind the tall disciple, kicked him fiercely on his ass, and kicked the opponent directly out of the ring.

"This battle, Sun Jie wins!"

I returned to Chu Yan and Su Xing, Sun Jie was full of excitement and proud.

"Haha, this kind of opponent is so good to deal with, if only the next game is also such a bull!"

Sun Jie laughed.

"Yes, Sun Jie's body is getting more and more strange. There should be no rivals at the same level and the like."

Xi Chuyan played against Sun Jie and knew the power of his martial spirit. Ordinary opponents could not capture him at all.

He couldn't find anyone, so how to fight.

"Brother Sun, there must be a chance to enter the top ten, after all, there are less than a thousand disciples above the eighth heaven of gas refining."

Wu Suxing looked at the ring with a little nervous expression. Su Yan and Sun Jie both won easily, and it was him next.

However, after an hour, when Su Xing's turn came into play, his luck was quite good. When he met a disciple, he also won without a fight and easily stepped down.

The first round of the battle, the three of them won, and could not help feeling good.

Next, the second round, again, the three triumphed easily again.

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