However, as the most outstanding disciple of the Jiawu Hall, Ouyang Jie seemed very out of place because of his arrogance.

After a short stay in front of the Xuanling Stone Monument, he left without looking back, just like Lingzha Bai.

Seeing the parameters on the Xuanling Stone Monument, Li Sumei and even the disciples of the entire Jiawu Hall felt a sense of pride and subconsciously glanced at the other two disciples present.

But this introverted personality is quite helpless.

"Senior Brother Ouyang..." A female disciple almost subconsciously took a step. She realized that she had lost her composure. She quickly withdrew her pace and asked with a red face: "Senior Brother Ouyang, are you not participating in the martial arts academy today?"

Ouyang Jie did not pause at all, walked proudly, and his arrogant and resolute attitude seemed to be saying: I don't need it.

Li Sumei frowned slightly, but she was relieved, and she held a strand of black hair and hung it on her ears.

"With Ouyang Jie's temperament and strength, he can just grab the list on the day of the Jinyuan martial arts fight! He will not participate in this kind of martial arts fight."

When everyone heard Li Sumei's words, they looked at each other.

Lingyuan Sect selects ten disciples to be promoted to the third immortal realm every year, with five places each in the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard.

It is conceivable how intense this selection would be.

So there will be a long and tragic military campaign, layer by layer, and finally select the top ten disciples.

Fighting is just a selection model that follows the rules, and you can not participate. You can wait until the quota is initially scheduled, challenge the list and grab the quota.

Of course, it is much more difficult to grab the list than usual. No one will choose this method unless it is absolutely necessary.

However, there are always frivolous people, such as Ouyang Jie now.

Bai Yiduo will not waste time in such a place. There are quotas in Jinyuan every year. As long as he is given enough time to obtain spiritual energy, he can also become a genius like Ouyang Jie.

The most important thing at the moment is to refine the scale washing pill. The three-day period is fleeting. No matter what, this pill must be successfully refined today.

So with a sense of mission, Bai Yiduo first glanced at the pill recipe given by Grandma Si and counted the medicinal materials.

The remaining few medicinal herbs are for sale in the markets of the outer hospital. If nothing unexpected happens, you can start to refine them before noon.

"But, this time, I can't use my grandma's Feng Yan Refining Furnace anymore. Where can I get the elixir furnace..."

After thinking about it, I decided to go to the Nalan family again.

"Borrow it, that old guy Nalanjie shouldn't be stingy!"

Soon, after purchasing the materials for the refining scale pill, Bai Yidian carried a bamboo basket and walked out of the medicinal materials shop.

At this moment, a sweet voice came from behind him and shouted:

"A Senior Brother"

A sweet cry came, Bai Yiduo saw Du Ling'er wearing a red dress, and the streets were bustling with people in a hurry, so she smiled at him with her hands in tranquil and regret.

Du Ling'er's sweet and sweet voice echoed in her ears, and the air contained a faint fragrance of flowers. The breeze blew, the scorching sun was just right, and the white banyan flowers were splashing...

Bai Yiduo was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Du Ling'er held his arm around him.

The girl raised her clear eyes, and the two dimples were very cute while laughing, with her hair floating in the light.

"Senior Brother Yiduo, so coincidental, it turns out that you are here too."

After a stiff moment, Bai Yiduo then recovered from his senses. Subconsciously, he took a step back and said with grudge: "What do you mean?"

Seeing Bai Yiduo waving his hands, Du Ling'er's happy face was frozen inch and she glanced at her empty arms, and her eyes were flashing.

"You...you..."

"What do I do? Don't you know me?"

Thinking of the scene in front of the Nalan family, Bai Yiduo withdrew his gaze, looked solemn, and turned around and wanted to leave.

“Aren’t we…n’t we friends?”

Du Ling'er bit her thin lips and asked with tears in her eyes, with a hint of sob in her voice, and she raised the flesh on her heart like a hook.

Bai Yiduo paused, frowned and looked at the latter in surprise.

The moment he turned around, Du Ling'er suddenly covered her face, calmed down her emotions and took a deep breath, and said in a slight voice: "Senior Brother Yiduo, did Ling'er do something wrong?"

"Are you really Du Ling'er?"

Bai Yiduo was a little confused. His delicate and boneless appearance and sorrowful sorrow were really the same person as the woman holding a scabbard against his chest in front of the Nalan family’s door?

Du Ling'er seemed very confused, sniffed and smiled Su Ran.

"A senior brother, I don't know why you treat Ling'er like this. Ling'er really treats you as a good friend. If a senior brother regrets you, Ling'er will not bother you."

With a pair of big watery eyes facing him, Bai Yiduo's heart was relieved.

"I didn't mean that, just..."

Bai Yiduo grabbed his neck, but couldn't figure out what was going on in the middle, so he waved his hand: "Forget it, just pretend that nothing is wrong, so you don't think I'm stingy."

After saying that, Bai Yiduo took a step forward, twisted his cuffs and wiped the tears in the corner of Du Ling'er's eyes, staring apologetically: "It's my fault, don't be sad, we are still good friends."

Du Ling'er smiled and grabbed Bai Yiduo's sleeves and raised her charming little face.

"Senior Brother Yiduo, let's go to the martial arts arena. It's so lively today."

"ah?"

Where can Bai Yiduo go? Just as he was about to decline, Du Ling'er dragged his arm and smiled sweetly.

"Let's go! I'm not familiar with the inner courtyard and am just about to go and have a look."

"But……"

"Let's go!"

Du Ling'er accidentally pulled back to the inner courtyard. At this time, the martial arts battle in the Jinyuan was in full swing. The crisp sound of swords and swords fighting came from the martial arts arena, and deafening shouts are heard around.

"Come on, Brother Ma, come on, Zhengbingtang..."

"Junior Sister Long, use your unique skills to break the bones and attack him from the bottom of the board..."

"Junior Brother Wang, get up quickly, our Zhengjiatang cannot lose any more..."

...

The competition of thousands of people made the inner courtyard look like a battlefield, with noise and shouting mixed with roars and wailings, which made this first test more exciting.

The more tragic and bloody the more it is, the more it shows the outstanding strength of the disciples in the inner courtyard.

Dozens of elders and coaches on the platform watched the fight with expectant eyes. From time to time, someone would say a few words, which would win everyone nodding and echoing.

"The Chenmu in Zhengbing Hall has a good cultivation level, and it is a talent! This time, this person must have a seat for the quota." An elder praised with his white beard.

"I think the Dragon Jade girl in Zhengyitang is slightly better! If she is ranked by ranking, this girl will definitely enter the top three." A coach said.

"Ouyang Jie from Zhengjiatang did not come to participate in the battle. He will definitely win the list in the later stage. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be a dark horse in Jinyuan!..."

Listening to the words in the seat, Changjiao Li Sumei's face appeared with joy and satisfaction.

But soon, as a disciple in the martial arts are kicked out of the ring, the joy is gone.

"Sun Xiaonan, is your Zhengjiatang poor food this morning? Why are you a little lacking in strength?"

On the ring, a young man laughed with his hands on his back,

The disciple named Sun Xiaonan vomited a mouthful of blood, his arms trembled, and his tears were staring at the other party with tears in his eyes.

"Fu Jiuyan, don't be rampant!" A female disciple clenched her fists angrily and looked at Li Sumei. She waited for her nod and rushed to the arena regardless of everything.

However, the preliminary round of the armed battle is a one-on-one, aiming to screen about 500 people from nearly a thousand disciples, choose one of them, and each person has only one chance to go to power.

Although Li Sumei's chest was ups and downs, she still suppressed her anger and shook her head at the female disciple.

Seeing this, the woman gave up with her silver teeth, withdrew her fierce gaze and went to help Sun Xiaonan.

"Fu Jiuyan, I hope you won't be so unlucky in the battle tomorrow, pick me."

"Hehe, Senior Sister Yuxiu, if you really have such a blessing, Yan will definitely not cherish the fragrance and jade."

...

During this period, Du Ling'er dragged Bai Yiduo into the crowd, looked at the busy battle in the field, and kept applauding.

Bai Yiduo watched with a cold eyes, but when he saw that it was almost the same, he grabbed Du Ling'er's arm and said, "Ling'er, can you be here by yourself? I really have something important to do."

"Accompany me for a while, for a while!"

Du Ling'er stretched out a jade finger like a green onion and begged pitifully.

Bai Yiduo's eyebrows collapsed, and he looked up at the sun above his head. Seeing that time was still abundant, he nodded helplessly.

"A senior brother is the best."

Du Ling'er smiled and stretched out her hand to hook Bai Yiduo's arm, trying to climb up: "Senior Brother Yiduo, can you carry me?"

Before Bai Yiduo could agree, she had already jumped on his back.
Chapter completed!