Chapter 212 The Big Brother Living in the Legend

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The first arena is the first to determine the winner.

At the cost of ten disciples falling out of the ring, all the disciples from the opponent's fifth ring were knocked off the ring.

The winners of the remaining arenas were quickly determined.

In the battle between the second and fourth arenas, the fourth arena won. Among the remaining three arenas, the seventh arena with the smallest number of people actually won.

The seventh and sixth arenas took the lead in joining forces and captured the third arena with the largest number of people. Finally, there was a battle between the sixth and seventh arenas. Unexpectedly, the seventh arena with the smaller number of people won.

Among them, the dark horse is none other than Yun Haotian, who is in the early stage of foundation building, and a senior sister who has completed the foundation building process. She carries a big sword and dances with great strength.

Zhan Tai Mingyue in the sixth arena is also very powerful, but she is not good at joining forces with others and always fights alone.

The defeated 2nd, 5th, and 6th arenas had another big fight, and half of them were eliminated in the end.

Lingchu, Zhan Taimingyue, Jiang Hanyan, and Yun Haotian all entered the third round again.

Such a result made Yu Xiaoxiao, who came to watch, almost jump up with joy, and shouted repeatedly that he wanted to go to the first floor for a big meal again.

After the second round, there were only one hundred and eighty-one disciples who reached the third round.

At the end of the second round, the list of qualified disciples was registered as before, and then they dispersed.

As soon as Lingchu flew off the ring, he saw someone walking towards him. He looked closely and saw that it was Senior Brother Bai Zhuming with fair skin and eyebrows like black feathers.

"Junior sister Yu, I'm Bai Zhuming of Liangyi Peak. I'm the disciple of True Lord Yunlan. It's a pleasure to meet you." Bai Zhuming smiled faintly and stretched out his hand to salute in a very graceful manner, which looked very elegant.

This Senior Brother Bai looks elegant and behaves elegantly. Thinking about his calm and unhurried appearance on the stage just now, he is actually an elegant person.

Lingchu smiled softly and returned the same greeting, with a gentle smile and lively eyebrows, "Hello, Senior Brother Bai, Yu Lingchu, a disciple of True Monarch Duanyi of Taiqing Mountain, I'm glad to meet you."

With a smile on his lips, Bai Zhuming glanced at the juniors and juniors who were standing not far behind Lingchu, waiting for Lingchu, and said with a clear smile, "I just came to say hello to juniors and get acquainted formally. Juniors have friends waiting for them." So, I'll take my leave first."

Lingchu liked such a discerning and cheerful senior brother very much, "Thank you, senior brother."

After Bai Zhuming turned around and left, Lingchu quickly joined Senior Sister Zhantai and others.

Yu Xiaoxiao saw Bai Zhuming talking to Lingchu from a distance. When Lingchu came, he took Lingchu and whispered, "That's Senior Brother Bai from Liangyi Peak. He entered the school thirty years before us. He is fifty this year." Yu Sui, I heard that this Senior Brother Bai has an exquisite mind and great talent, and he is very likely to form an elixir before he is eighty years old."

A monk who can form elixirs at the age of 100 is considered to be very qualified. There are not many disciples who can form elixirs at the age of 100, and those who are under eighty years old are even rarer.

"However, our Senior Brother Si Bai is the earliest disciple of our Sanqing Dao Sect to form elixirs at the age of fifty-eight." Yu Xiaowan and Bai Zhuming suddenly mentioned Si Bai, the senior brother recognized by the disciples of the sect, with eyes in his eyes. Glowing with a faint light.

Jiang Hanyan raised the corners of her lips and smiled lightly.

Lingchu and Zhan Taimingyue looked at each other, and both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

To be honest, they had heard many people talking about this Senior Brother Si Bai, but they had never seen him before.

Senior Brother Si Bai only lives in legend.

Yun Haotian, on the other hand, showed no interest at all. He looked at the disciples coming and going around him with cold eyes, and his eyes focused on a few disciples who were building the Great Perfection of Foundation.

Lingchu glanced at Yun Haotian curiously, "Senior Brother Yun, what are you looking at?"

Yun Haotian did not take his eyes back. After looking at the monks who were in the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, he began to look at the monks in the later stage of Foundation Establishment. When he heard Lingchu's question, he answered calmly, "The third round of Biduo, there can be no more melee." , it’s a battle to win.”

In other words, the third round should be an individual battle.

Everyone in Lingchu nodded. It made sense. There was no competition, no one-on-one fighting.

"Then you really should pay more attention to these disciples." Yu Xiaoxiao nodded seriously and said solemnly.

After saying that, he patted his chest again and promised, "Don't worry, in these half a month, I will definitely collect the news for you about every disciple who has entered the third round. Just wait."

Yu's words are true, and they are indeed guaranteed.

Ten days after the second round of competition ended, and five days before the start of the third round of competition, Yu Xiaoxiao’s information about the disciples who participated in the third round was neatly sent to the mailboxes of Lingchu and others. on the table.

After Lingchu read all the disciple news, it was time for the third round of competition.

After half a month, everyone gathered on the Dao Zhengtai again.

"The third round of competition is a personal battle."

It was the same Jindan Master, but this time, he did not stand on the clouds, but stood on the Dao Zheng Platform. After finishing his words, he lightly stepped on the Dao Zheng Platform with his right foot, and small stages rose up from the Dao Zheng Platform.

The void above the Dao Zhengtai was densely filled.

Everyone's consciousness swept over it, and there were a total of fifty small stages on it.

"The third round of the competition, the battle of the defenders!" Jin Dan, who was in charge of this competition, said with a smile, "Everyone has seen that there are only fifty arenas here, and each arena represents a quota. The battle of Lui is not based on the number of disciples fighting, nor is there a fixed number of times that all disciples can participate in the competition. Every time a disciple comes up, one stick of incense will be counted. Within the time of one stick of incense, all disciples can attack. , if the defense is more than one stick of incense, then it will be considered a success and you will get a place in the arena."

This Jindan master explained in as much detail as possible so that the disciples could understand.

Lingchu nodded thoughtfully, this rule is still very interesting.

It is said to be a defense, but it also stipulates the time when you can fight in the ring. The time is stipulated, but the number of times you can participate in the attack is not stipulated. Obviously, it is going to be a lot of trouble.

From this point of view, it is very important to choose the time to defend the ring. If it is early, it will easily cause everyone to be eager to try, and they are inexperienced. Although there is a chance, the disciples are cautious and do not dare to take action in the first place. .

But it's too late. Everyone sees that there is no chance, but they have to fight. I'm afraid it will be difficult by then.

Of course, these do not include Lingchu himself.

She is only a disciple in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, not in the later stage of Foundation Establishment, let alone a monk in the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment. Sooner or later, she will only be an object of struggle in the eyes of others.

Looking at the fifty arenas suspended in the air, Lingchu faced the sunlight and squinted his eyes slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.