Whether it is an outer disciple, an inner disciple, or a core disciple, the first round is the same, a melee!

If there are too many participants, if there is no melee, I don’t know when it will be over.

So although this rule is not particularly fair, it is still recognized by everyone.

The outer disciples gathered about 300 people to participate in the competition, more than 200 of which were new disciples, and dozens of others were older generation outer disciples with their late stages of foundation building cultivation.

In the first round of melee, only the top 20 were selected, and the others were eliminated.

The same is true for inner disciples and core disciples, and they only scored the top twenty in the melee.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

As soon as the more than 300 outer disciples of the White Tiger Sect took the stage, they immediately divided into two camps.

Dozens of outer disciples in the late stage of foundation building have one camp, and more than 200 new disciples have one camp, confronting each other.

"This... this is simply bullying. The older generation of senior brothers and sisters actually dealt with new disciples like us. That's a big deal. Why don't you just not go to the new disciples to the stage."

"Isn't it? They are all high-level foundation-building cultivation, which is not comparable to those of our new disciples. I don't think this melee is suspense, and all new disciples will definitely be eliminated."

"Don't be discouraged, although they have strong cultivation, there are only 34 people, and we have 270 or 80 new disciples. What are we afraid of? As long as we unite, there is still hope."

"You're right! We're afraid of being fucked, so we'll finish it!"

As the new disciples were talking, the outer disciples led by Huang Bisan immediately launched an attack, holding up their giant palms and rushing towards the new disciples.

In particular, Mu Tian and Zi Wan'er became Huang Bisan's key targets of attack. They rushed up to nearly ten outer disciples in the late stage of foundation building, and had a big blow to defeat Mu Tian and the others in the martial arts field.

There are rules for the competition. You must not kill or make heavy moves. Just click until you click.

As long as you are defeated from the martial arts field, you will be considered a failure! [*Iqi Literature        …￥ Novels are better and faster]

certainly.

You can also admit defeat and jump out of the martial arts field by yourself!

"Bang bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang..."

soon.

The two gangs fought together, and there were trembling sounds in the martial arts field, ups and downs, and endlessly.

With the sound of vibrations, one after another of the outer disciples were cast out of the martial arts field.

Although there are many new disciples, they are eight or nine times that of older generation outer disciples.

But due to the gap in strength, the new disciples were defeated one after another, and they were soon beaten to only half of them.

Half of the new disciples were left, and they were even more panicked. In order to avoid being beaten, some new disciples even jumped out of the martial arts field to avoid asking for trouble and being beaten in vain.

"Swish..."

Seeing that the new disciples were about to be wiped out, Mu Tian showed his power, and with Zi Wan'er's figure flashed, he rushed towards the older generation of outer disciples in the late stage of foundation building.

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as Mu Tian took action, he instantly slapped out more than a dozen outer disciples in the late stage of foundation building, and the situation was against the war.

Mu Tian originally wanted to defeat Huang Bisan from the martial arts field as soon as possible, but this guy was very cunning and would just leave without fighting Mu Tian.

He ran to Mu Tian and chased him, but with these outer disciples in the late stage of foundation building, Mu Tian could not catch up with Huang Bisan at all.

Anyone who blocks Mu Tian’s way, no matter what kind of cultivation is, he is beaten away by Mu Tian and is beaten into the martial arts field.

After half an incense stick, more than 300 outer disciples were eliminated directly, and when only twenty were left, an old White Tiger Sect who was in charge of the competition flew to the martial arts field and shouted, "The first round of the outer disciples' melee ended. Congratulations to the twenty disciples who won!"

Among these twenty outer disciples, half of the new disciples and half of the older generation of outer disciples were left behind. Ten were left.

Mu Tian, ​​Zi Wan'er and Huang Bisan are three of the twenty disciples who have won.

"Dear disciples, please come and draw lots immediately and face off in two groups. The winner will be the top ten outsiders. If you fail, you will be eliminated!"

The old man from the White Tiger Sect finished his shout, paused for a few breaths, then turned to look at the twenty outer disciples standing on the martial arts field, and said.

Mu Tian and twenty outer disciples immediately walked forward and took the signs held by the old man from the White Tiger Sect.

"No. 10, is this lucky or lucky?"

Mu Tian looked at the numbers on the sign in his hand, smiled slightly, and muttered.

"Brother Tian, ​​Wan'er won the first game and got the first game. She's so nervous!"

Zi Wan'er took the draw and leaned over, looked at the sign in Mu Tian's hand, and said helplessly.

"Don't be afraid, it's better to be the first to play, a good sign!"

Seeing Zi Wan'er's nervous look on her face, Mu Tian immediately patted Zi Wan'er on the shoulder and comforted her.

Zi Wan'er pouted and glared at Mu Tian with rolling eyes, "Brother Tian lied, how could it be better to be the first one? It's better to be the last one!"

As soon as Zi Wan'er finished speaking, Huang Bisan, not far away, came forward tremblingly and looked at the sign in Mu Tian's hand.

"Damn, you... are you number ten?"

As soon as he saw the number on the sign in Mu Tian's hand, Huang Bisan staggered backwards and his face changed drastically.

When drawing lots, Huang Bisan repeatedly prayed in his heart, praying not to face Mu Tian.

But God is willing to mess with people, Huang Bisan just draws the tenth and faces Mu Tian, ​​whom he doesn't want to face the most.

When facing other people, Huang Bisan was not afraid at all and could easily win.

But when he faces Mu Tian, ​​he will be in trouble. Not to mention winning easily, it is better not to be beaten to death!

Huang Bisan was very clear about Mu Tian’s strength. He had also fought once, but he remembered the heavy kick in his heart.

So if Huang Bisan really wants to face Mu Tian, ​​he will probably only have to lose, and the chance of defeat is slim.

"Haha! It seems that you are the number 10, and you have a good relationship. God can finally take revenge openly when you bully Wan'er!"

Seeing Huang Bisan's face full of fear, Mu Tian looked at Huang Bisan with a dark smile and said.

"You... think carefully about your identity and what is my identity."

"Don't forget, I...you know, I don't need to teach you how to do it, don't do stupid things!"

Huang Bisan left a few words with a slight threat, then turned around and walked towards the martial arts field, leaving the stage to the two outer disciples who had drawn the No. 1 sign.

Among the twenty outer disciples, Zi Wan'er's cultivation is the weakest, with her late stage of Qi Gathering, while other disciples are basically in the middle stage of foundation building and late stage of foundation building.

Although Mu Tian is in the late stage of gathering Qi, his actual combat power can even defeat disciples in the late stage of foundation building.

"Wan'er, you don't have to fight when you go up. Just admit defeat. You are not your opponent!"

Zi Wan'er's opponent is a disciple of the late stage of Foundation Establishment, so Mu Tian simply asked Zi Wan'er to give in and no longer have to fight.

The strengths of each other are too different, and they are not at the same level at all. If you want to continue fighting, Zi Wan'er will definitely suffer.

"clear!"

Zi Wan'er nodded, then strode towards the center of the martial arts field, then hugged the late-stage disciple of the Foundation Establishment who had drawn the No. 1 sign and said, "Senior brother has a strong cultivation level, and his junior sister is willing to take the advantage. She thinks she is not an opponent, so... I admit defeat!"
Chapter completed!