For Su Xing's encouragement, simple is just a silly laugh.

"In this selection competition, 15 people participated in the selection by force, while six people participated in the selection of Lingli. The first thing we started was the selection by force. I think we are ready, so let's start!"

In a simple announcement, this session of the trial is finally started.

After just saying this simply, Su Xing finally understood why Yang Rong was confident that she could be promoted. She didn't expect that there were so few people to participate in the selection of Lingli. Two out of six people were selected, which was much easier than the selection by force. Maybe this is the reason why Lingzhen Masters were born rare!

The rules of the trial are very simple, the winner enters the next round, and the contestants choose their opponents freely without drawing lots, which greatly reduces the possibility of some kind of luck.

As soon as she stepped off the challenge arena, a figure jumped up and stood up.

"I don't know which brother is sitting here who dares to come to fight?"

The boy named LAN Gao, with his hands crossed behind his back, looked directly at the people under the stage and called out.

To be more accurate, LAN Gao's eyes are mainly focused on the prefectures and the Taichu villa.

"Why is no one up there?" After waiting for a long time, Su Xing just didn't see a person on the stage.

At this time, he simply explained to Su Xing: "among the seven forces, only our prefectures and Taichu villa are on one side, while the other five forces are on one side. The man on the stage is a disciple of the Fenglei sect. Naturally, no one from the five forces will come forward. They are waiting for our two factions to attack."

"And you won't do it either?" Su Xing asked.

"Then the man will go straight to the next round." Simply said, "it's the same in every trial. The five forces will first jointly defeat our two teams, and then they will compete with each other for the remaining places."

"That's shameless, isn't it?" Su Xing couldn't help saying.

"But that's the rule, unless we're strong." Simply sigh.

"No one dares to come out to fight?" The staff on the challenge arena yelled, "I count three. If no one dares to fight, Langao will be directly promoted to the next round of competition."

"One, two..."

"Xiongping of Taichu mountain villa meets the challenge!" When the referee was about to announce the result, one finally came forward.

"That Lan Gao is also the top person in Fenglei gate. He has already entered the fourth level of spiritual realm, second only to the little master of Fenglei gate. Xiong Ping of Taichu villa has the same realm, but his overall strength is much weaker." A brief introduction to Su Xing.

"Hum, I thought you guys wouldn't dare to come up!" On the challenge arena, LAN Gao was particularly arrogant. He pointed to Xiong Ping with a smile and said, "look at your breath. You have just entered the fourth level of spiritual realm. Don't look at me like this. You have no chance!"

LAN Gao said, the spirit power quickly turned up, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in his palm.

"It was The unique martial art of Fenglei gate, thunder startling skill. " A disciple couldn't help but cry out.

Xiong Ping looks dignified. While staring at each other, the spiritual power in his body also surges wildly.

"Flame palm!" He yelled, and a flame wrapped around his fist and began to wave out towards Langao.

The first move of the two people, without any mercy, directly hit each other hard.

"Bang..."

A burst sound, two hands and palms intersected, and then everyone saw that Lan Gao's thunder attack broke through Xiong Ping's attack with unstoppable momentum, and then hit him hard on the chest.

Xiong Ping's face twisted quickly. At the same time, his body also flew out of the crowd's screams and fell heavily under the challenge arena.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, which directly declared the failure of this competition.

"The first round of the first round of the first round of the first round, fengleimen blue high win."

"I said, you, no chance!" Blue Gao Ju Gao faces down, sneers at Xiong Ping who lies on the ground and spits blood.

This is only the first competition, but it is undoubtedly a heavy blow to the morale of the sheriff's office and Taichu villa.

However, the competition like this is not over yet. In the next two competitions, the second contestant of Taichu villa was defeated miserably, while Dong Chao from the prefectural governor's office also went on. Although his strength was level 5 of entering the spirit realm, the other side was not weak, and finally he was defeated.

It was not until the fourth scene, when Xiong Xiucheng, the young master of Taichu mountain villa and Xiong Xiucheng, Xiong Jingsheng's son, took the initiative to stand on the challenge arena. The whole scene finally stopped laughing and making noises.

Entering the seventh level of the spirit realm, he claimed to be able to match the second young master of the Yang family. He took the initiative to attack, so that the other five forces of the contestants were dignified.

Xiong Xiucheng easily won the contest, and Taichu villa and the prefectural residence can finally cheer.

However, the cheering did not last long. When a disciple of Chongxiao peak jumped onto the arena, all the people's eyes once again focused on the side of the prefecture magistrate's office.There are three people from every sect to participate in the selection competition. All the three people in Taichu villa have been compared, while Dong Chao is the only one in the prefectural magistrate's office. Because Yang Rong participated in the Lingli selection, there is only one simple person participating in the military selection.

At this time, simple can only stand out bravely, even if he is very clear that he is not the opponent of that person on the stage.

"Hold up your chest, my simple son, even if he loses, he can't be counselled." Jane looked at her son and said in a deep voice.

Simply heard this, the bulky figure lifted, it seems to be quite eye-catching.

"If you can't fight, surrender. There's nothing to lose face about." Before going on stage, Su Xing specially ordered a simple sentence, "be careful."

"Well, Sugo, don't worry. Although I'm a little weak in the realm, I still can't be a problem if I insist on it."

Simple smirk twice, then walked to the arena.

"Oh, isn't this the childe of the prefecture magistrate's office? How can you be released? Can't the sheriff's office find anyone? " Shang Yuanjia of Chongxiao peak said with a smile.

"Hey, my father said, let me come to you to practice." Simply smile at each other.

On hearing this, Shang Yuanjia turned black and said angrily, "arrogant! Don't think that you are the prince of the prefectural residence. I dare not do anything to you. Since you want to practice with me, I will help you and accept the move! "

Shang Yuanjia's spiritual power moved, and the breath of entering the spirit level 6 instantly surprised Jian Jian, who was sitting under the stage. However, although she was worried about her son, she didn't shout out. After all, the competition was just beginning.

"I thought he was only in the spirit level five, but I didn't expect to hide his accomplishments."

Su Xing frowned at the situation.

(PS: Su Xing is going to start to match. Dear friends, the flowers should be smashed at me. In addition, thank you for supporting the book. Thank you for your reward and flowers.)

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