Time flies quickly, and the sky in the east turns slightly white. The morning sun shines from the sky, shining sparsely on every corner of the Medicine God Sect through the concealment of the branches.

At this time, the martial arts training ground in the Medicine God Sect was surrounded by disciples early, just to occupy a better viewing position. At the same time, Elder Wu was already standing in the martial arts training ground, and when the time came, the competition was announced to begin.

After waiting for a while again, Elder Wu looked up at the sun, took a step forward, and shouted, "The time has come. The disciples who have entered the semi-finals quickly enter the lottery area to prepare for the lottery!"

After Elder Wu finished speaking, for example, Mr. Murong and others walked to the lottery area. Some of the group were eager to try, some were still faced, some were at a loss, and even more so, all of them were very melancholy. For a moment, various emotions spread along with the moving team.

"What is this guy Wang Yu doing? When is it still not here yet!" Master Murong turned his head and looked at the distance and said angrily.

Then he walked to the lottery area. After waiting for a while, it was soon Master Murong's turn.

Put your hand in a completely sealed black iron box and flip it for a while. Master Murong took out his own test card.

"Is No. 3 a test card?" Mr. Murong said softly.

After getting the test card, Murong walked to the side and quietly glanced at him, wanting to see who took the No. 23 test card. However, when the last disciple took out his test card, Murong still did not see the No. 23 test card.

Just as Master Murong was about to check it again, the disciple who supervised the lottery muttered a few words to Elder Wu's ear, and then saw Elder Wu slowly get up.

"Leng Daniu can come to the lottery area to draw lots quickly!" Elder Wu shouted.

After saying that, Elder Wu thought, what the hell is this guy? He is late every time. He is worthy of being the disciple of Leng Yuan. He is so lazy that he looks very lazy like that old guy!

I thought so in my heart, but there was no change in expression on my face. The so-called old but not dead is a monster. I am afraid that people are talking about Elder Wu.

Just when there was chaos on the spot again, I finally heard Wang Yu's shouting in the distance.

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked at him, and saw Wang Yu rushing towards the martial arts training ground at a very abnormal speed. He seemed to have rushed to the lottery area in an instant. Before he could greet Elder Wu and others, he put his hands into the box containing the test cards and groped for a while.

"Hu~" After a breath, Wang Yu said, "Elder Wu, the disciple is the No. 23rd test card."

Seeing this, Elder Wu waved his hand randomly and signaled that he had already known it, and then asked the disciples next to him to register.

"Oh, it's better to be here than to be here!" Master Murong walked over and said.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Master Murong. Wang Yu said in confusion, "Why do you say this?"

Master Murong didn't say anything, and put the test card in his hand at Wang Yu and smiled sweetly.

"You are number 3!" Wang Yu exclaimed.

Seeing this, Mr. Murong said, "This is still fake. Today is the semi-final. I heard that the leader will come to watch the game later."

He shook his head gently, touched the back of his head, and Wang Yu spoke again, "If you want to enter the inner door, I can stop going this time, and I can give you this opportunity."

He raised his beautiful eyes and looked at Wang Yu in front of him, then put away his test card. Finally, he stared at Wang Yu's eyes tightly, and a hint of awe flashed in his pupils.

Wang Yu was a little furious when he was staring at Master Murong, and quickly looked into the distance.

"You are very strong, I must admit this, but I don't need to get a quota like this. Let's meet in the competition!" Murong Shi said indifferently.

Regardless of whether Wang Yu heard it or not, he turned around and walked towards the No. 3 competition area.

"Yes, I have to beat you again." Wang Yu sighed as he looked at Master Murong's back.

...

Soon, Elder Wu spoke again, "There are six competition areas in the semi-finals, and they are divided into two rounds of competition. The winner advances to the qualifying competition, and the loser can also receive a reward of 100 alchemy god votes. All rewards will be distributed uniformly after the enrollment competition. I hope everyone can continue to work hard and create new glory!"

Elder Wu's words were like ***, and instantly made the air that was still chilly in the morning become hot.

"The Medicine God Sect is invincible!"

"Long live the Medicine God Sect!"

...

Seeing the performance of the disciples in the audience, Elder Wu nodded slightly and then walked down the martial arts training ground.

In front of the No. 3 competition area, a man and a woman were registering.

"Mr. Murong's name is Master Murong, with the fifth-level foundation building strength, No. 3 test card!" Master Murong said.

"The name is Leng Daniu, the No. 23rd test card!" Wang Yu said.

The disciple slowly looked up at the two people in front of him. You should know that there were a lot of rumors about these two people. Isn’t this the naked new disciple who wanted to be admitted to Jiuwen Sect and broke into the inner sect within one month? Having said that, there was no change on the surface. After quickly registering, Wang Yu and the others walked into the No. 3 competition area.

When he entered the field, he had just stood up and Wang Yu was not allowed to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the sound coming from the opposite side.

"Oh, I've also been a master, and I don't even report my strength." Master Murong said indifferently.

Wang Yu sighed lightly, not knowing how to answer. Should I tell her that you are going to lose again...

A trace of kindness slowly raised the corner of his mouth, and Wang Yu said helplessly, "Miss Murong, I really don't have that meaning."

Looking at Wang Yu who stood casually in front of him with an indifferent look on his face, Master Murong came out of his heart. He held his hands tightly, and even his joints turned slightly white. The faint spiritual energy slowly moved rapidly in his body, as if telling the man in front of him that Master Murong is not easy to mess with!

"You are so slick. Although you beat me twice before, those two times cannot be counted strictly. Today I will not show mercy to you anymore!" Master Murong said softly, with a golden light flashing, and the sword holding the palm.

A little silent, Wang Yu looked at Master Murong in front of him with a calm face. Not to mention, Master Murong with anger really has a sense of being as good as a man.

"Since that's the case, I'll let you take action first." Wang Yu said.

Looking at Wang Yu, who seemed to be sarcastic in his words, Master Murong said coldly, then stretched out his long sword, mixed with this trace of anger, and rushed towards Wang Yu.

Seeing Master Murong rushing towards him, Wang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and even had no intention of taking out the Qingyun Sword. Then a cool curve slowly set up on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Yu stepped on the ground with his right foot, then he twisted his body, Zou Ran exerted force and shot out like lightning, but the curve of the corner of his mouth was a little bigger, "Miss Murong, you have to be careful!"

As Wang Yu finished speaking, a fierce energy suddenly spurted out from his palm, and then his arm was bowed and hugged Mr. Murong's slender waist from behind.

Feeling the strangeness on his waist, Master Murong's little face instantly turned red like a ripe apple, "You disciple, see if I won't kill you!"

Then he turned around and wanted to attack Wang Yu behind him, but it was too late. Wang Yu once again went to the other side like a ghost, but this time he touched Master Murong's head.

The disciples outside the field saw that the two were not a match, they were obviously flirting.

"Oh my God, I just won over Master Murong. Judging from the current situation on the field, why do I feel like I am going to go bankrupt!"

"That's right, these two people are competing. I've heard that Murong and Leng Daniu have a different relationship. Now it seems that this is true. It's a waste of our time!"

......

The two people in the field naturally didn't know what the people outside were talking about, but instead fought more and more intensely, but this battle was destined to be a bloodless battle.

"You bastard!" A hint of anger appeared on his delicate face, and Master Murong also changed from active attack to passive defense. His face, which was originally a hint of chill, was completely replaced by shame and anger.

"If you do this again, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!" Master Murong took a step back and said to him with his long sword.

After looking at Master Murong with a smile, Wang Yu said, "Miss Murong, according to the rules of yours, you have lost more than once, so why don't you surrender and admit defeat quickly."

Seeing Wang Yu say this, the redness on Master Murong's face just dissipated and then floated on his cheeks again.

"Don't be arrogant. The word "saying defeat" has never appeared in my Master Murong's dictionary!" After calming down, Master Murong raised his sword and said to Wang Yu.

Seeing that Master Murong had no intention of admitting defeat, Wang Yu shook his head helplessly, "Okay, since that's the case, Miss Murong is careful!"

After talking, Wang Yu took a step back and quickly formed strange magic seals with his hands. As the hand seals moved, the spiritual power in his body suddenly increased. It was not until his cultivation reached the ninth level of foundation building that it slowly stopped growing.

"The ninth level of foundation building!" Master Murong exclaimed.

Not only Master Murong was surprised, but even the disciples in the audience seemed to see something incredible and shouted.

"You're right, what did he do in the ninth level of foundation building!"

"It's so unbelievable, this guy... he went from the fourth level of foundation building to the ninth level of foundation building in a day without seeing him?"

Even Elder Wu, who was watching the battle table outside the court, felt Wang Yu's momentum and stood up instantly, with an incredible expression on his face.

"It seems that this little guy has recovered almost all his strength. I have not arranged this bye for you in vain. You are such a little guy who brings miracles to others!" Elder Wu thought to himself.

Originally, Elder Wu also noticed that Wang Yu's strength was indeed ranked very low compared to other disciples on the Alchemy God List. Therefore, Elder Wu arranged for Wang Yu a perverted ghost claw Shi Qian in the first round, wanting to see if Wang Yu can hold on.
Chapter completed!