Chapter 130

Nie Zhen flew with Wu Yanyan and left the main peak of Silla. Because Wu Yanyan was not a strong man in heaven, he didn't fly, and Nie Zhen was not in a hurry to take Wu Yanyan to fly. After all, it's been a month. Who knows what the situation is now.

Fortunately, Wu Yanyan's brothers were not too far away. They were just at the top of a mountain near the main peak. It took them half an hour to reach the top of the mountain.

At this time, hundreds of disciples were crowded on the top of the mountain, and everyone was talking about it. It seemed that there was a grand gathering. Nie Zhen followed Wu Yanyan curiously to find his brothers.

"Brother Sihuo Are you my brother? Is there anything you do like this? Five holy waters are so big. Your arc of reflection is too long. If you didn't contact us, we would think you'd have belched farts! " When a disciple of Duobao sect saw Wu Yanyan, it was like seeing some strange creature.

"Well Cough I've closed four levels these days You know... " No matter how thick skinned Wu Yanyan is, he can't help blushing. His brothers have been staring at five holy water for him for a month.

As for the nonsense of "must die pass", no one believed it. How did you come out now? As we all know, we will never pass the pass until we make a breakthrough.

"This man, when this product has never been reliable, are you his brother? If not, stay away from him as soon as possible, and we'll know what it's like to be his brother... " Another disciple saw Nie Zhen, pretending to make complaints about his bitter hatred and Wu Yanyan.

"Cough! All right, all right Let's get down to business. What about the five sacred waters? " Wu Yanyan quickly changed the topic.

The five disciples of Duobao sect looked at Wu Yanyan helplessly and said with a bitter smile, "brother Sihuo, we are in trouble this time. Five holy water are taken as a bet by Kuai Yue and take part in the race to win the treasure."

"Ah! I've made a hole in myself this time! " Wu Yanyan patted his forehead with one hand and said painfully.

"Well Elder martial brothers, what's the competition for the gold medal? " Nie Zhen looks at Wu Yan Yan's face and asks.

"Why? Brother, are you new? " The disciple was surprised and said, "the competition is a kind of competition in our Duobao sect's daily life. All the disciples need to hand over the intermediate level items of the territory, whether they are medicinal materials, pills, skills, martial arts or even spiritual weapons. As long as eight people are gathered, the competition will start. The eight disciples will fight one by one according to the draw, and the final champion will win the bet of eight people."

Nie Zhen took a look at Wu Yanyan and said, "in that case, why don't you join us?"

Another disciple said with a bitter smile: "brother, it doesn't mean that you can take part in You don't know, in this competition, first of all, you have to take out the intermediate level things. This alone can make most people retreat, not to mention that there are very few intermediate level things. That is to say, who dares to take them as a bet? Secondly, you have to be sure to win. The person who can get the intermediate level of Dijing must at least be the senior level of Dijing. For example, in this competition, all the eight or nine sections of Dijing are strong! "

Wu Yanyan's brothers are all the primary strength of Dijing, not to mention they can't make a bet. Even if they can, they can't beat others.

Nie Zhen looks at Wu Yanyan again. Wu Yanyan is the Ninth Section of Dijing. He has the strength to participate in the competition. However, Nie Zhen thinks that Wu Yanyan is now influenced by fire poison. It's good to take out 30% of his strength. It's also a death to participate in the competition.

Nie Zhen patted Wu Yanyan on the shoulder and said, "forget it Have promised you, or I go to the competition, there are places? "

"Seriously?" Wu Yanyan's eyes are shining. He has dealt with Nie Zhen before, and he is quite at ease with Nie Zhen's strength.

The five disciples didn't know Nie Zhen's strength. They just saw that Wu Yanyan's eyes brightened when he looked at Nie Zhen. He said that Nie Zhen had the strength. He quickly nodded his head and said, "there's still one quota left. It will be closed in half an hour."

But thinking of this, Wu Yanyan said bitterly: "it's just I don't have anything at the intermediate level of Dijing on hand... "

Although Tianyan fruit is very few, its level is only at the primary level of Dijing, and Wu Yanyan has nothing that can reach the middle level of Dijing.

Nie Zhen said with a smile: "it's OK. I just have a few pills on hand. I can barely make do with it."

"Good! Good brother, you can win. If you lose, your loss is on my head! " Wu Yanyan.

"I don't know where to sign up? Please show me the way

The five quickly took Nie Zhen and Wu Yanyan to the registration office of the competition.

The registration office of the competition is located in the hillside behind the challenge arena, where the disciples of duobaozong set up a temporary camp. At the gate of the camp, there are some disciples of duobaozong hanging around, obviously to see who else will sign up.

When Nie Zhen came to the gate of the camp, a disciple of Duobao sect stopped him and asked, "are you going to sign up for the championship?"Nie Zhen doubts a way: "is not register here?"

"Well I remind you that if you go in, you must sign up, otherwise you must not rush in. " With that, the disciple made a "please" gesture to Nie Zhen.

Nie Zhen took a look at the disciple and walked in with a smile. He was very amused: if I don't sign up, can I still visit?

In fact, the reason why this disciple specially asked Nie Zhen was that Nie Zhen was too young to be a strong man at the geographical level. Although Nie Zhen was famous in duobaozong Mountain Gate, there were not many people who knew him in other mountains.

In the camp, there are several disciples who preside over the contest. These are the top figures among the core disciples of Duobao sect. The core person is the Pianpian childe in white robe. At the same time, he is also Qin Wusi, the chief disciple of the great patriarch. In the whole young generation of Duobao sect, he is undoubtedly the first of the dragons.

Qin Wusi was sitting in the center. There were two young disciples on each side. One of them was a young female disciple. She was dressed in a light yellow dress, with a body mark, and a pair of clear and moving eyes, just like a fairy from heaven.

Seeing Nie Zhen enter the camp, Qin Wusi stands up and says with a smile, "ha ha, finally another younger martial brother has come to sign up. It's really gratifying. Eight contestants have arrived."

When Qin Wusi opens his mouth, Nie Zhen is very surprised, because Nie Zhen obviously feels that the breath from Qin Wusi is even stronger than that of Shiji old devil.

You know, Shiji old devil is a powerful man who has been famous for decades. His accomplishments can reach four levels of heaven. But Qin Wuxi is only about thirty or forty years old. His accomplishments are even stronger than Shiji old devil, which is enough to show his genius.

"Excuse me, elder martial brother, is this the place to sign up for the bet?" Although Nie Zhen admires this person's talent in his heart, he doesn't have stage fright. You know, he has seen too many talents in his previous life, and Qin Wushi is definitely not the most talented person.

Nie Zhen dared to fight with Shiji old devil before he entered the heaven. Now his cultivation has reached the heaven, so he will not be constrained in front of his classmates.

Seeing that the younger martial brother didn't know him, Qin Wusi raised his eyebrows and laughed, but he was not angry. He said to Nie Zhen slowly, "yes, here it is. What's your bet

Nie Zhen took out a porcelain vase from Najie and said to Qin Wusi, "these are three pieces of Chinese medicine. They are called Huanyang pills. They are pills for internal injuries. I don't know if they are qualified to apply."

"Ha ha, as long as it's a medium level thing, you can apply with it." Qin Wusi smiles, points to the fairy like female disciple beside him and says, "all the bets are in charge of the newspaper by this elder martial sister song. Just give it to her."

Nie Zhen did not doubt that there was him. He handed the porcelain bottle to this elder martial sister song and said, "elder martial sister song, this is my bet."

After checking the pills, the elder martial sister song nodded her head to Nie Zhen and said, "OK, according to the Convention, the competition is anonymous. You can go to the back to get a mask, change into a Taoist robe, and then wait beside the challenge arena. Now there are eight people, and the competition will start soon. The rules of the game are two by two, eight into four, four into two, and finally decide the champion. The other seven people's bets belong to the champion. Do you have any questions? "

Nie Zhen knew the rules of the competition before and nodded: "no problem."

"Well, we've included your bet. Now you can go to the challenge arena."

This fairy named song Donger is actually the eldest martial sister of Duan Rong, the second leader of Duobao sect, and also Duan Rong's most proud disciple.

However, she did not know that Nie Zhen was the person in front of her, nor did she know that Nie Zhen was her younger martial brother in the same vein. Naturally, Nie Zhen did not know that she was from the same master as herself.

After putting on a mask and a Taoist robe, Nie Zhen left the camp.

Seeing Nie Zhen go out, song Dong'Er said with a smile: "ha ha, this younger martial brother is so funny. Elder martial brother Qin, he doesn't know you. He calls you 'this elder martial brother'. Hee hee..."

Qin Wusi said with a wry smile: "doesn't he know the first fairy of duobaozong, sister song? Maybe this younger martial brother is a new one... "

Song Dong'Er said with a smile: "even so, we should not have known the first person of the young generation of duobaozong, elder martial brother Qin Wusi..."

Qin Wusi waved his hand and said, "younger martial sister song, don't tease me. I'm still early."

"Elder martial brother Qin is modest. There are less than 100 core disciples of Duobao sect. Among them, I'm afraid elder martial brother Qin is the only one who has entered the fifth section of Tianjing. If this is not the first one, who dares to call himself the first one?"

When song Dong'Er said this, he didn't mean flattery at all. Instead, he was very serious.

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