Chapter 1212

Tianyuan sect can be called a second rate sect, and the sect is not built. NIMA only turned to a war method hall, so Lin Lei was confused.

In Xuanzong, the tactics department is just composed of dozens of palaces, which is very simple. Here, it is very complex. There are several areas, such as low-level, intermediate and high-level, which makes Lin Lei feel a little superfluous.

Since we want to cultivate the sect, we must take out the best and treat them equally. In this way, we can distinguish between high and low. What's the difference between people and people?

Disciples with good qualifications still get good things, and breakthrough cultivation is naturally fast. However, those with poor qualifications also get bad, so breakthrough cultivation is naturally much worse.

If you don't have a good skill, as a starting point, the final result can only be a bigger and bigger gap.

The good will continue to be good, and the bad will only get worse and worse. This is really a burden to the promotion of the sect.

Of course, this is just his idea. After all, not every sect will treat the same as Xuanzong. All resources depend on their own strength. No matter who you are, it's the same, no difference.

"Lin Daoyou, just now the battle method hall turned around. Today is our zongmen's annual challenge arena competition. If you are interested, you might as well go and have a look."

"Just watch the excitement, I don't know..."

"Yes, since Taoist friends are kind to invite me, I can only be disrespectful!" I was worried and bored, but such an interesting thing came.

At the right moment, he also wanted to see how the second rate sect in the holy world achieved and whether its own disciples were strong.

The two agreed. The group came and walked gently, and walked slowly in the air towards the location of the challenge arena area.

The speed is not fast, but just right. The challenge arena area is not far from the battle method hall. Soon, the party arrived at the challenge arena area in the mouth of the three elders.

Boom

"Rage roll dragon."

"Tianlong palm."

Two whispers attracted Lin Lei's eyes. In the distant challenge arena, two men offered their own fighting methods. Suddenly, bursts of strong wind collided with the palm prints all over the sky.

Boom

The aftermath of the battle between the two sides scattered around. However, this scene made Lin Lei a little confused. It is reasonable to say that there should be maintenance arrays around the challenge arena. Of course, it is not just maintenance. The important thing is to prevent the aftermath of the battle from rushing out and hurting the surrounding disciples.

But obviously, there is no such array in this challenge arena. The aftermath of the battle rushed out in an instant. Some weak disciples under the arena were booed by carelessness, and finally fainted due to poor strength.

Even some people were directly lifted out and had a close contact with the wall. They felt terrible when they thought about it.

Deng Deng Deng

Suddenly, in the strong wind, a man suddenly flew backward. Finally, he was out of strength, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he declined directly under the stage.

It is too strong. The strong wind sweeps away the fallen leaves like the autumn wind. It loses the maintenance of its master and dissipates and nothingness in an instant.

"Younger martial brother Zhang, you lost!"

On the stage, the man looked at lying down with a proud look. His face was pale and his blood rolled in his chest. When he heard this, he couldn't help his throat, and the blood couldn't help spraying out.

Poof

"Elder martial brother Zhang..."

Off the court, some disciples saw the defeated man spit blood and began to comfort one by one. When they realized that the man was not in any danger, they just felt a little relieved,

Looking at a person who is too strong, Lin Lei feels uncomfortable. This feeling can't be said, but he has an impulse to hit people.

"This little guy is very arrogant!"

Open your mouth and talk to yourself, that is, to yourself and to the three elders next to you.

Sure enough, hearing this, the three elders smiled and began to explain.

"Lin Daoyou, the person on the stage was a new disciple before, but his talent was too strong. He cut six generals through five passes and grew up to this point!" said the disciple, with a proud look on his old face, as if the sect was proud of having such a disciple.

However, Lin Lei is not optimistic about this. On the contrary, he buys a defeated disciple. Lin Lei is a little interested in him.

"Hongyun, go and bring people up to me!" suddenly, Lin Lei ordered.

"Yes!" responded, and the figure disappeared. When he appeared again, he came to the wounded disciple surnamed Zhang.

"This..."

The incident happened suddenly. Hongyun was so fast that the three elders had no reaction time at all. However, when there was reaction time, they saw Hongyun in the field.

The emergence of Hongyun has attracted the attention of many people, especially the young people in the challenge arena.

Seeing the sudden great fortune, his face was covered with cold frost, and his mind surged up, "dog, who let you move him, let me go!"

Lin Lei:

People:

Three elders:

The man's words stunned everyone present, including Lin Lei and others. In particular, the War Department disciples who followed Hongyun and others heard that their companions were so abused, although the other party's accomplishments were like ants to them.

"Young master, please allow your men to go down and play with the little guy." with a plea, he looked at Lin Lei,

The man Lin Lei knows, named Fang Xu. He is a very hard-working disciple. His accomplishments have reached the great perfection in the early days of God worship. As for his qualification, it is at most the lowest level.

Looking at him, Lin Lei pondered a little, fixed his eyes on the three elders and asked. After all, this is someone else's territory. It's always bad to be presumptuous here.

"Taoist friend, you can see that my subordinates can't see my companions being scolded!"

"Well, let my subordinates go up and delay for a while, wait until the master wakes up the young man, and then let them fight a war?"

Lin Lei was not only determined, but the three elders were stunned. Although some were against the rules, he didn't stop when he thought of what the other party had taken out before. He nodded and answered, "so, OK!"

Shua

As soon as the sound of San Chang's old saying became aware, Fang Xu disappeared instantly. When he appeared again, he came behind the youth on the challenge arena.

"Tut Tut, young and arrogant, but you think too much of yourself and don't pay attention to everyone."

"What is your capital?"

"Talent? Spiritual root? Savvy? Perseverance?"

Step by step, he walked towards the youth, and his words were more sharp than one, "I'm sorry, in my eyes, you are nothing."

With a crisp sound of "pa", a clear palm print appeared on the left face of the young man.

"What's going on?"

The crowd was stunned! They saw the palm print on the young man's face, but when did the other party give his hand?

"You... You..."

His face was very painful, but at the moment he didn't care. He stared at the man who suddenly appeared in shock. Others didn't know. He knew very well that the other party had just started.

It's just that the speed is so fast that the low-level people don't see it clearly.