Jian Xuan explains the qualification of douwufeng by Lin Bai.
Lin Bai asked curiously, "how can I get the qualification? Are we going to fight like this all the time? Isn't there a yardstick to measure it? "
"That's not true. Do you see any old man over there?" Jian Xuan whispered to Lin Bai.
Lin Baishun looks at Jian Xuan's eyes. At the edge of the competition field, there is an old man with sharp eyes. He looks at the competition without expression.
Jian Xuan said, "this man is the elder who guards here. His name is Wang Jin. As long as he says that you have passed the examination and obtained the qualification, you can be regarded as having obtained the entry qualification on douwu peak!"
Lin Bai frowned and said, "in other words Whether you can get the entrance qualification depends on one sentence of this person? "
Jian Xuan chuckled: "yes, but don't worry. Generally speaking, if you can win ten consecutive victories here, you can be qualified to join xuantianzong."
"Elder Wang Jin won't make it hard for you
Lin Bai nodded silently.
Sword Xuan said: "go, younger martial brother Lin Bai, I'll take you to register, and you can play later."
Finish saying, sword Xuan took Lin Bai to Wang Jin elder and went.
"Elder Wang Jin." Sword Xuan comes to Wang Jin elder's in front of, clasp fist a Li to say.
Wang Jin looked sideways at Jianxuan and said in a soft voice, "Jianxuan, my inner disciple, what are your inner disciples doing here?"
Wang Jin opened his mouth, without any emotional fluctuations, plain.
Jian Xuan whispered, "I have a friend from all over the world who wants to worship xuantianzong. I brought him here to get the entrance qualification, so I came to register with the elder."
Wang Jin said lightly: "ha ha, Jianxuan, you are really funny. Your position as an inner disciple is here. You only need to show your identity in the Deacon hall. Can those elders be in trouble?"
"It's not a matter of certainty that one of the disciples of the inner clan will join the sect as a guarantor. Why do you have to come to douwufeng to get the entrance qualification? It's so troublesome."
Wang Jin said with a faint smile.
Sword Xuan a listen to this words, facial expression immediately some displeasure says.
Lin Bai said at the moment: "elder Wang Jin, I heard that xuantianzong's rule is to get the entrance qualification on douwu peak. The rules are the rules, so we should follow the rules."
"Please register for me, elder Wang Jin."
Lin Bai said with a light smile.
Wang Jin also saw the displeasure on Jian Xuan's face. Obviously, he had guessed that Jianxuan might have been hindered in the Deacon hall. Without further questioning, he said, "OK, your name is Lin Bai, aren't you? What are the differences between martial arts cultivation and artistic conception cultivation? "
Lin Bai nodded his head and said with a smile, "Yang Shen's realm is four fold. As for the cultivation of artistic conception Rainstorm mood, medium term! "
Lin Bai shoulders three kinds of artistic conception: the later stage of Aurora, the middle stage of rainstorm and the early stage of killing. However, Lin Bai did not directly say his own aurora and killing artistic conception.
Instead, he chose a warm and tepid rainstorm mood, and reported it to the elder Wang Jin!
Immediately, Wang Jin took out a token from the storage bag, engraved Lin Bai's name, handed it to Lin Bai and said, "I've registered it for you. You can play later!"
"Before you go on the court, you need to give me this token, and I'll count the wins for you."
"As long as I think you are qualified, I will let you go and will not deliberately embarrass you!"
Wang Jin smiles faintly.
Lin Bai said with a smile, "thank you, elder!"
Immediately after Lin Bai had collected the token, he and Jian Xuan retreated to the observation table and watched the competition in the competition field. Now there are still fighters in the competition field, so it's not a good time for Lin Bai to play!
About an hour later.
After winning seven consecutive victories, the martial artist in the competition was defeated by a disciple of xuantianzong and terminated the winning streak!
The warrior is not reconciled to go to Wang Jin where to get back the token, and then turned back to the observation platform to heal.
In the field, a time to spare.
"Elder martial brother Jianxuan, then I will go!" Lin Bai saw that the arena was still free and said to Jianxuan.
Jian Xuan nodded solemnly: "OK, younger martial brother Lin Bai, be more careful!"
Lin Bai nodded slightly, jumped up from the observation platform, fell into the competition field, and handed his token to Wang Jin.
Elder Wang Jin immediately called out: "the Challenger Lin Bai, the Yang God realm has been rebuilt for four times. In the middle of the rainstorm mood, who comes down to challenge?"
Lin Bai stood in the field, waiting for the xuantianzong disciple to come on the stage.
And when Wang Jin finished reporting Lin Bai's artistic conception and martial arts cultivation, he immediately caused a commotion on the surrounding battle platform.
"Finally came a martial arts man in the realm of Yang God. This competition should be very good.""Yes, according to the cultivation of Yang God realm, it will be done by the inner disciples of xuantianzong."
"It should be."
"I don't know which inner disciple will do it!"
“……”
Many soldiers watching the war began to whisper.
Lin Bai stood in the field, waiting for a long time, there was no disciple.
And this happened to be, a chuckle voice came, said: "since all the inner brothers are so calm, then let's have a try."
Speaking, a fast to even the naked eye can not see clearly the figure, straight fell into the field, after a flash, he stood opposite Lin Bai!
This man is a young man in white. He is elegant, with black hair flying in front of his forehead and a smile on his mouth. He has no intention of killing. Instead, he is as warm as a big brother next door!
"Yu Qinglin, one of the disciples of the lower inner gate, has been practicing the four realms of Yang Shen realm, which is in the middle of the wind mood." After the boy in white landed, he gave Lin Bai a salute with a smile and a fist.
Lin Bai said with a smile, "I'm Lin Bai!"
Yu Qinglin chuckled: "brother Lin Bai, there is no difference between you and me in realm cultivation or artistic conception cultivation. However, there will be some mistakes in martial arts competition. Please do your best."
Lin Bai said with a smile, "that's nature. Brother Yu, please."
"Good!" Yu Qinglin smile, immediately put on the posture, a trace of the wind around him crazy cohesion, gradually condensed into a group of storms, blowing the world changes!
"Brother Lin Bai, be careful. This fist of brother Lin Bai is the power to integrate the medium-term artistic conception of the wind. It is called Silent wind Yu Qinglin has a smile on his face, but his strength is not weak at all.
Lin Bai nodded slightly, turning the spiritual power in his body up and smiling at Yu Qinglin.
Boom -
all of a sudden, it was Yu Qinglin who stepped out. With the blessing of the wind, Yu Qinglin's speed reached an abominable place. In the blink of an eye, he crossed a kilometer distance and hit Lin Bai's face.
If you are an ordinary warrior, you will be defeated in a sudden blow!
However, his opponent is Lin Bai
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