"Your opponent won't be him." Seeing Lin Xiu's lack of confidence, the swing sword was a little annoyed and said coldly.

Lin Xiu and Duan Zongcheng look at each other quietly. Listening to elder Qiu's words, most of them will do something later in the draw. There will be a comprehensive arrangement, but they don't have to worry about it.

Although several people know that this method is not bright, but it is related to their own promotion of inner disciples, so they put aside their uneasiness.

"You should take these holy pills and recover your strength as soon as possible. Don't let us down for a while." Chang Wanfa threw down a few holy pills and turned away.

Tianjie Taihe xuanhuandan! Duan Zongcheng's eyes brightened. This is one of the best Xuanpin healing pills, and it's also Tianjie. Even in the Zhongpin sect such as Nanli sect, such pills are rare. Only two elders have some secrets, and even the inner disciples are rare.

It seems that in order to suppress Han Yangshu and others, but also indirectly suppress Luo en, the two elders really have a lot of blood. If it is not for this reason, they may not have the chance to take such a holy pill in their whole life.

"Thank you, elder." For a moment, Duan Zongcheng was very excited and confident.

With this day's Taihe xuanhuandan, they can cure the injury in the shortest time and adjust their body to the best condition. In addition to Han Yangshu, Zhou Siqin, Lin Ye and Yu Le'er are definitely not their rivals.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that Gu Fenghua had a lot of Taihe Xuanhuan pills. As long as there were enough herbs, he could refine as many as he wanted. For example, Han Yangshu and others just chewed a lot of Shengdan like beans, which is the same Shengdan.

If they knew about it, they would not be excited and confident.

Time flies. Soon, half an hour goes by.

"The time has come. Now is the last round of the selection of the inner disciples, the skill competition!" Fang Yunan under the stand has almost recovered after taking Taihe xuanhuandan. Chang Wanfa announced loudly.

All of a sudden, the audience cheered like thunder. The once-in-a-decade selection of the inner door disciples had to come to a conclusion. I didn't know who would be so lucky. From then on, I stepped into the inner door and ascended to the sky.

"Han Yangshu, Zhou Siqin, Lin Ye, Yu Le'er, Fang Yunan, Duan Zongcheng, Lin Xiu, Li Yuanqing, you go to the stage to draw lots, and then fight one by one. The final winner will have the hope to enter the inner gate and practice the most top skills." Chang Wanfa continued.

In order to be just in case, he specially left a heart, only said that the final winner has the hope to enter the inner gate, that is to say, even if some of Han Yangshu's several people become the final winner, he still has the reason to refuse it outside the inner gate.

This is also the rule of Nanli sect. After all, Nanli sect was one of the saints. It is always better to select the inner disciples than to abuse them. It is not surprising that all the disciples who participated in the selection failed in the end.

As a matter of fact, in the history of Nanli sect, there was a time when none of the outside disciples entered the inner gate for hundreds of years.

In a word, in order to be on guard against Lorne, he did his best.

In the cheers, Han Yangshu and others quickly stepped on the stage and drew the paper label from the swing sword.