Chapter 1247

Such a rare talent can not be underestimated.

But this elder Meng seems to be very hostile to him. From the beginning to the present, he has been belittling him, almost every opportunity to speak.

This makes people a little speechless.

How can you be so low in vision and narrow in mind?

The two white robed elders nearby wanted to retort, but after a subconscious look at each other, they couldn't help shaking their heads and sneering at each other at the same time.

Hearing Meng Changlao's repeated denigration and exclusion, the patriarch Chu Tianhua frowned slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Of course, he didn't care whether there was any discord between Meng Changlao and Jiang Tian, which was far from enough for him to deal with.

The challenge arena competition continued, and more than 700 pairs of disciples appeared successively.

Since half of the disciples have been eliminated in front of them, and the spiritual power of the people has been lost, the progress of the test is obviously much faster.

Dozens of challenge arena roar unceasingly, a pair of inner disciples all out to fight, the scene is extremely fierce!

Boom!

Jinmen disciple Pang Ning!

Boom!

Inner disciple Chu Yun passes the pass!

Mu yunduan, a master in the inner gate, has been promoted to the next level Boom!

As more than a dozen of the final arena were won, the round was declared to be over, and the roar in the square fell quickly, and the fluctuation of Taoist spiritual power dissipated.

The eliminated disciples quickly withdrew from the competition venue. The more than 700 students who passed the test just took a little rest and took pills to supplement their spiritual power. A new draw was immediately launched.

After the signature is confirmed, the next round will be launched immediately at the order of the patriarch!

"So fast!"

"Hiss! I haven't even had time to refine the pills. Is it too nervous? "

"Oh! Why did I get the number one ticket? "

"Ha ha, I'm No. 10, no different from you!"

Several inner disciples gathered together to show their faces and smile bitterly. There are dozens of arena in the square, and the competition will start at the same time.

There is no difference between Drawing No.1 and No.10 or No.20, and they all have to fight on stage at the first time.

This makes them all complain incessantly, but the clan rules have been established, they can't disobey naturally.

However, people's reactions were also different. The disciple who signed in front of him naturally looked blue and depressed.

Because they have no rest time, even the pills can not be thoroughly refined, in this state, the situation of hasty fight can be imagined!

As for the disciples who signed later, most of them felt a little relaxed, taking advantage of this rare waiting time to quickly refine pills and restore their spiritual power.

Although they also feel that the rules are too strict and the time is too tight, they are better than the first batch of students who come to the stage.

Looking at the murmur of the crowd, the elder of the clan who presided over the meeting shook his head and laughed.

"Do you have any opinions? Hehe, in fact, it's unnecessary! "

"Well?" When they heard this, they looked at him.

The elder said coldly: "the signing is randomly selected. Although some people are in the front, they passed the customs early in the last round, and they have had enough rest time. There is no need to worry about the order of signing."

"This..."

"Ha ha, if only the elder said it would be ideal!"

The crowd shook their heads and laughed bitterly.

Of course, this kind of words is just a kind of comfort. In fact, many students have just finished the last round of competition, and in a twinkling of an eye, they have drawn the signatures of the top dozens, which is equivalent to a continuous rotation. But there are more than one such person. You can imagine the distress in their hearts.

"Hum! Even if you have opinions, it's useless. If you can't bear the pressure of zongmen Huiwu, what qualifications do you have to meet the challenge of canglan martial arts meeting? "

The voice spread, people have no language!

Yes, if you can't adapt to this small rule, how can we compete with the talents of tianluozong, jinyuanzong and even the whole canglan kingdom?

Thinking of these, their depression will be slightly calmed down.

"Ha ha, don't think too much. Although the elder's words are true, there are only a few people who really have the chance to stand on that stage!"

"Well, our strength is just to join in the fun."

"Well, I won't ask for anything else. It will be enough for me to have a place to stay and observe the performance of those talented masters."

At this time, dozens of pairs of disciples signed in front of each other had begun to appear under the call of the elder.

"No.19..." Looking at the signature in his hand, Jiang Tian could not help shaking his head and smiling.

It seems that he and the number of "Nine" are quite predestined. From the beginning of the signing, there is this number, which is the same three times in a row. It has to be said that it is also a coincidence.

Jiang Tian stepped on the No. 19 arena leisurely and handed his signature to the Deacon disciple. However, his opponent did not show up at this time."Hiss! Is it him on the 19th? This... "

Seeing this scene, one of the inner disciples in the crowd of people preparing for war whipped his eyes and sweat on his forehead, so that his conspicuous red robe was shaking with his body.

"Younger martial brother Mei, what's the situation?"

"What's going on?"

Looking at this suddenly nervous red robed disciple, several of his classmates gathered around one after another, and immediately understood the number sign in his hand!

"Ha ha, younger martial brother Mei is really lucky!"

"Well What's good? You can see the strength of Jiang Tian. Even Gao Hanyang is not his opponent. How can I compete with him? "

"Ha ha, younger martial brother Mei, you are a master in the inner school. How can you be afraid of a younger generation from the outside?"

People can't help but make jokes, but their faces are more or less depressed.

Before that, they didn't care much about Jiang Tian. They only thought that his fame came from lighting up the xuanyang stele. But after witnessing the fight between him and Gao Hanyang, they knew that this young man was really powerful.

If nothing else, let's say Gao Hanyang. Ordinary inner disciples can hardly raise their heads in front of him, and they are already timid without fighting.

Such characters are not Jiang Tian's opponents, so they are naturally more useless.

Mei Hongpao disciple's eyes twitched and angrily said, "what kind of layman? Don't make such a joke. I'd rather change the opponent, even the top talent in our team, than fight him

The crowd was silent and embarrassed.

His meaning is very clear, defeat in the hands of the top talent in the inner door, is not a disgrace thing, even can take the opportunity to learn a few moves to have some insights.

However, if he is defeated by Jiang Tian, his face will be a bit too bad in any case. Although he has surpassed Gao Hanyang and become the first person in the new school, he is still a younger martial brother.

For the inner disciples who have always been superior, it's a bit of a loss of face.

"No.19 should be on the stage as soon as possible, otherwise it will be regarded as abstention!"

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