Chapter 283

There was a clanging sound.

Two hours later, Zhang Zhentian came out covered in sweat, holding a red-black long sword in his hand. The luster on the blade was bright and clear, and even lingered with some moisture.

"This is... top grade!" The person next to him stared intently, "The Patriarch made a move, it really is amazing, he forged a top grade so quickly!"

Zhang Zhentian chuckled, and handed the black jade sword to Lin Yi.

It's just that the current black jade sword is no longer black jade, but more like some kind of red-black ore, hard and heavy. Lin Yi felt a heavy feeling of falling when holding it in his hand.

"I added five kinds of high-quality ore, the quality is absolutely top-notch!" Zhang Zhentian wiped his sweat, "Lin Yi, how about trying it?"

Lin Yi was very satisfied. As soon as his figure moved, he didn't use any real energy, but only used his physical strength to split the black jade sword. There was a loud bang, and a huge stone next to him was smashed to pieces by the sword, and the black jade sword It itself, however, did not leave even a trace, it was indeed hard and sharp.

"Not bad!" Lin Yi happily put away the black jade sword, "Thank you Patriarch!"

Lin Yi felt satisfied, while Zhang Zhentian was even happier and laughed twice.

"Okay, Lin Yi, so you ran here!" Zhang Dalong and Leng Xin, who were drunk from drinking, came to find him. Seeing that Lin Yi had been away for so long, they thought something had happened.

"I was walking casually, but I didn't expect to meet the Patriarch!" Lin Yi smiled faintly.

"Oh, what's there to talk about with my dad? Let's go, let's continue drinking!" Zhang Dalong rushed over, grabbed Lin Yi's arm, and forcibly dragged him away.

Zhang Zhentian smiled helplessly, "This kid!"

After drinking until midnight, Zhang Dalong and Leng Xin were already drunk and unconscious, Lin Yi shook his head helplessly, stood up and asked someone to carry them back to the room.

Unfortunately, no matter how much wine he drank, Lin Yi would never get drunk.

There was nothing to say all night, and on the second day, Zhang Zhentian said goodbye, and Lin Yi and the three rushed back to the holy courtyard.

Today, the elders Su Meier and Xu Buqiu finally showed up, summoned all the new disciples, and came to the martial arts room, where the new disciples from each academy competed routinely once every ten years.

This competition not only determines what quality of exercises can be obtained in the Holy Pavilion, but also determines the status and resources in the Holy Court in the future, it can be said to be extremely important.

All the disciples, a total of eighty-two people, were all present.

Before it started, the discussions among the crowd had already become louder, and some people had even started to bet on who would be the first in this competition?

The first place is naturally the one with the highest voice, that is, Xu Lin and the Xu family, both background and strength are top-notch existences. According to rumors, Xu Lin is about to break through the holy realm.

The second place, whose voice is not low, is named Meng Ping, with a perfect aura, but this person is low-key, and almost no one has seen him make a move.

The third place is Xu Feng.

Before the competition started, everyone thought that the strongest must be among the three. As for Lin Yi who defeated Xu Feng, no one mentioned it. It was obviously Xu Feng who played tricks behind his back.

"Big brother!" It's been a long time since Ah Sang hugged him, his face pressed tightly against Lin Yi's stomach.

"Ah-Sang, already at the seventh level of Qi Realm, not bad!" Lin Yi rubbed Ah-Sang's hair, and found that Ah-Sang had also broken through at an astonishing speed. With Ah-Sang's cultivation speed, he might be able to break through to the full Qi Realm soon. As for The great threshold of the holy land should not be difficult.

What's more, there is Su Meier's personal biography.

"What a beautiful little girl!" Zhang Dalong's eyes lit up. Although he is not interested in young girls, Ah Sang is indeed a little beauty, and when he grows up, he will be a troublesome existence.

As he said that, Zhang Dalong couldn't help pinching Ah Sang's face.

Asang glanced coldly, "Dare to touch me again, this princess has dug out your heart!" If Lin Yi wasn't here and seemed to have a good relationship with Zhang Dalong, with Ahsang's temper, he would definitely have done it right away.

"Little girl, she has a pretty temper!" Zhang Dalong laughed.

Lin Yi shrugged, "You'd better not mess with her, she will eat you!"

Zhang Dalong's face twitched, although he was a little higher than Ah Sang, but for some reason, when he saw Ah Sang's eyes, he did have a daunting feeling.

"Big brother is talking nonsense, but this princess is very gentle and kind!" Ah Sang twisted her lips in dissatisfaction.

Apart from Ah Sang, Shui Wen also appeared, but as direct disciples, Ah Sang and Shui Wen directly had the chance to obtain heavenly skills, and they didn't need to participate in the competition at all.

This is naturally the privilege of a peerless genius!

"Quiet!" Su Meier's enchanting eyes quickly swept across the crowd, and no one said a word, full of power.

Although Su Meier is a beautiful woman, she may not have a good temper, and the disciples in the East Yard know it all well.

"The rules of the competition are to challenge. If anyone wants to go on stage and challenge, Elder Xu and I will record it, and finally list the strengths of all the disciples!" Su Meier smiled slightly, "Of course, if you don't want to challenge, then Then you will lose the qualification for ranking and cannot enter the Holy Pavilion!"

"Contest challenges, allow the use of spiritual weapons, prohibit dragon blood, the power of the Holy Spirit, and other pills that can boost strength!" Xu Buqiu added the rules.

The competition stage is divided into two, and challenges will be held at the same time. Su Meier and Xu Buqiu each record one, until the final strongest is selected.

In order to enter the Holy Pavilion, all the disciples are already gearing up and preparing all their means.

"I'll come first!"

"And I!"

Soon, two disciples stood on each of the two competition platforms to compete.

The conditions for judging the rankings are not only victory or defeat, because there are too many factors that affect the battle, so Su Meier and Xu Buqiu stared from the sidelines, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Soon, the first round was decided.

People on the stage can designate a certain disciple to challenge on the stage, while those off the stage can also take the initiative to take the stage.

Lin Yi found that the disciples who were able to come to the holy courtyard had good chances, basically all of them possessed the three-spirited spirit weapon, and those who were usually inconspicuous, at this time, all used the means of suppressing the bottom of the box.

"I want to challenge that Dongzhou dog!" On the stage, a man in white held a spiritual weapon and aimed straight at Gong Qingyun, and insulted him as soon as he uttered it.

Lin Yi, who thought it was boring at first, was drawn to it, and frowned slightly.

This person is at the seventh level of the Qi Realm, and among the geniuses, he belongs to the bottom existence, but he obviously also looks for soft persimmons.

Nangong Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and then showed anger behind him, "I'm from Dongzhou, not a dog, please keep your mouth clean!" Nangong Qingyun jumped up and jumped onto the competition stage, his anger turned into murderous intent.