Chapter 9

The old man released song Tianxuan's wrist and looked at him closely for a while. Then he nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "well, cultivation is good, and temperament is strong enough. I'll be my registered disciple in the future."

Song Tianxuan saw that the old man was also aloof among the many elders of the outer gate, and he really needed a pioneer at present. He immediately bowed his hand to thank him: "thank you, elder!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "ha ha, I'm a teacher named Du Mingshan, and I'm in charge of external affairs, but I don't like to be publicized outside in my capacity. In the future, in front of outsiders, you can call me Mr. Du. But in private, you still need to call me master! "

After hearing this, song Tianxuan suddenly realized that the other elders didn't choose himself. He was originally ordered by the general leader of the outer gate. Now there are no outsiders around. He said again, "thank you, master. Please give me more advice in the future!"

"Well!" Du Shan nodded and looked behind the martial arts arena. He said casually: "by the way, according to the rules, every time after the examination, the new disciples have to take part in the entrance disciple competition, in order to compare their strength and verify their accomplishments. The place is in the reincarnation arena in the rear. You can go there as soon as possible!"

"Yes In response, song Tianxuan said goodbye to Du Shan and went to the red gate behind the arena.

After passing through a small path behind the gate, he came to a circular square paved with red boulders, which is one of the scenic spots of dizang gate.

Stepping on the red Boulder, song Tianxuan immediately felt a strong sense of killing.

A closer look, it turns out that the red color of the boulder is made of countless blood, among which there is no lack of human blood, and more of it is the fierce breath of exotic animals.

At this time, dozens of disciples had already gathered outside the Taoist temple. In addition to those who had passed the examination before, there were eight or nine other disciples who had directly worshipped in the inner gate through the relationship, among them were Song Fei and song Yan.

"Brother song, I knew you could do it!" See song Tianxuan appear, song Yan immediately get rid of his entangled Song Fei, all the way trot to come.

She kindly pulls song Xuantian's hand and shakes it all the time. Song Fei's face turns black from blue and full of jealousy.

Song Tianxuan nodded calmly and said in a deep voice: "since I have promised you, I will not break my promise!"

"Hum!" Song Fei couldn't bear it any longer. He immediately snorted and said sarcastically, "Song Tianxuan, don't think it's great that you have passed the entrance examination by chance. This entry-level disciple Dabi is the time to see Zhenzhang. Do you dare to compete with me later?"

Song Tianxuan frowns slightly. Song Fei is a defeated general of his own. Now he dares to challenge, and he doesn't seem to be bluffing. Is that right?

Whoo!

The sound of a strong wind interrupted song Tianxuan's thoughts, and the rest of the people were surprised to see that an elder in white stepped through the gap between the crowd.

The man stopped steadily in the center of the reincarnation Dojo, holding a stack of bamboo sticks in his hand and shaking around without expression.

The bamboo sticks immediately sent out a piercing roar and rushed to all the people present. Song Tianxuan raised his hand to stop them, then caught the bamboo sticks flying to him. He glanced at them and found a word written on them.

Whew, whew!

Other people are not so relaxed, in the face of the rapid attack of bamboo sticks, they have to fly to dodge.

Some people use some kind of family skill to defuse the elder's powerful power on the bamboo stick. After everything calms down, only a few people are still standing in the same place.

Everyone was given a bamboo stick. The elder in white looked at the reaction of the crowd, and his expression became more indifferent. He waved his hand and said, "OK, next you will compete according to the order on the bamboo stick. The strongest newcomer will be the one who can stand at the end of the competition!"

Everyone looked at each other and began to look at their serial numbers. Soon they found that the weaker they were, the more backward their serial numbers were. A newcomer ranked in the top ten felt comfortable and said bitterly, "elder, can I give up?"

The elder in white yawned and said casually, "yes, you'd better abstain, so I don't have to waste time here."

Although his tone is not good, everyone knows that Dabi can abstain, so those whose serial numbers are more than a dozen have taken the initiative to throw away their bamboo sticks. Their strength is just like this. Now it's no shame to abstain.

Finally, only a dozen people were willing to take part in the contest. The elder in white flew to one side and urged, "let's start quickly. Who is number one?"

In the eyes of envy or jealousy, song Tianxuan walked out with a cool look and shook his bamboo stick: "I!"

"Good!" Another young man who passed the examination rushed to song Tianxuan. He glanced at his bamboo stick and said with a confident smile: "Hey, I'm stronger. Why do I only get the second place? Now I have to beat you to prove my strength!"

The voice fell, and the man raised his leg and swept out. At the same time, he waved his fist and swept out a strong style towards song Tianxuan's heart.

Not to mention that the power of one punch and one foot has reached the peak of the physical body, just because he can use his kung fu with one mind and two hands, it has attracted bursts of exclamations. Obviously, many people present can't do it.

Bang! Song Tianxuan stooped to attack. After dodging the opponent's fist, he swept to the opponent's left leg to support his body. With a little effort, he screamed at the convenience and flew backward.

be flashy without substance! The man's left leg bone has been broken and he can't stand up for a long time. Song Tianxuan is indifferent to spit out a sentence and turns his eyes to other people.

People have been shocked, at this time have to avoid his eyes, but also from time to time bursts of exclamation!

"So strong!"

"Is this the gap between the strong and us?"

"I don't think anyone is his opponent!"

Dong Dong! A sound of footsteps suppressed all the discussion, and all the people turned their eyes to see that a well-dressed young man was walking towards song Tianxuan with heavy steps. What's more, they seemed to have deep hatred. Now there's a good play!

It was Song Fei who appeared on the stage. After standing in front of song Tianxuan, he twisted his neck easily, enjoying the amazing eyes of the people, and pointed to song Tianxuan with a very arrogant hand: "I can only defeat you!"

i see! Song Tianxuan closed his eyes and soon realized that Song Fei's breath was very violent, which was obviously several levels higher than his previous strength.

Moreover, he also has a faint fragrance of medicine. He should have taken some kind of elixir that can stimulate his potential in a short time. No wonder he dares to challenge himself.