Three days passed in a blink of an eye. In the morning, the sun rises slowly in the square of Mingjian Academy, dispersing the fiery red morning glow and shining slantingly on the ground, bringing a breath of fresh air and a hint of warmth.
Hundreds of thousands of disciples were lined up around the square, in small groups, chatting non-stop, preparing in advance for the upcoming inner sect competition!
Jian Yinghao slowly led Cheng Ling, Bai Yiyi, Gu Youlan, and Wu Chenlong to the square. While walking, he explained: "This year's inner sect competition is different from usual. Not only are there a large number of disciples from the academy, but also many disciples from the seven major forces come to participate."
Wu Chenlong said angrily: "It's all the fault of the people from the Law School. The boss was clearly building a winning situation in the south, but they still took advantage of me. My chances of entering the second round were greatly reduced!"
Jian Yinghao sighed and was not impressed by the decision of the head of the hospital. But the work was done, there were many disciples in the square, and he didn't want Wu Chenlong to be the target of public criticism, so he explained: "As long as you have the strength, you don't care about the impact of the disciples of the seven major forces."
Cheng Ling remained silent. Gu Youlan's problem was temporarily solved, which made him let go of his heavy heart. However, as Wu Chenlong said, with his combat power and the impact of the disciples of the seven major forces, the chance of breaking through to the second round is not high.
I was about to explain a few words when I suddenly felt something and looked to the left and front. I saw a young man in a robe with a stern face and awe-inspiring aura. He looked at Cheng Ling coldly, as if he wanted to swallow him whole.
Jian Yinghao also felt something strange, raised his eyes, glanced at the other party, and explained: "Brother Cheng, he is Cheng Maofa. From the looks of it, he is preparing to make you look good in the competition."
Cheng Ling said calmly: "It doesn't matter. The soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it. Who are the others?"
Jian Yinghao glanced around and saw several disciples around him, all staring at them closely with rather unkind expressions.
He pointed to a disciple in kendo uniform on the right and said: "That's Song Duan, who ranked seventh in the last inner sect competition!"
Then, he pointed to a young man in front of him with a powerful sword and piercing eyes and said: "That person is a descendant of the Liu family, named Liu Yuan. He ranked forty-fifth in the last competition. The one in the rear is wearing a warrior robe. His name is Xiao Ruoshui, and he ranked fifty-eight last time."
Cheng Ling glanced over and asked calmly: "Why don't you see the other top ten disciples?"
Bai Yiyi chuckled and said: "The top ten disciples do not need to participate in the first round. As seed players, they will directly enter the second round, so they are rarely seen here."
Cheng Ling suddenly understood, nodded secretly, and stopped talking. For him, except for the top ten disciples, nothing else is enough!
After waiting for a long time, by the quarter of the hour, almost all the disciples participating in the competition had arrived. An elder deacon slowly came to the middle of the square and said loudly: "Welcome everyone to participate in the inner sect competition. Here, I wish you good results."
"The rules of the first round of the competition are very simple. Each of you draws a lottery number. Numbers 1 to 30,000 enter the first secret realm, numbers 30,000 to 60,000 enter the second secret realm, and numbers 60,000 to 90,000 enter the second secret realm. The third secret realm.”
"Each of the three secret realms has 300 clearance tokens. The remaining 100 clearance tokens are competed by 90,000 disciples. During the competition, each disciple is not allowed to kill anyone. The academy has a monitoring array in the secret realm. Once discovered, Anyone who kills without permission will be immediately disqualified and will be severely punished according to the academy's regulations!"
"I won't say much else. As long as it doesn't hurt your life, you can use your own methods. The first round of the competition will start in three days. After three days, it will be automatically transmitted. Okay, now I announce that the competition has begun! "
Cheng Ling was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the academy would open.
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Three secret realms were opened. In this way, the process of the knockout rounds is much faster, and there is no need to wait for batches.
Among the five, Jian Yinghao will not participate in the competition. The remaining Bai Yiyi was in the first secret realm, Gu Youlan was in the second secret realm, and only he and Wu Chenlong were in the third secret realm.
This also made Wu Chenlong breathe a sigh of relief. With Cheng Ling's care, his chances of passing the first round would be greatly increased. As for Bai Yiyi and Gu Youlan, with their fighting prowess, it is certain that they will pass the first round, there is no suspense at all!
Following the order from the elder deacon, the monks in the square all moved and walked towards the secret realm in their signatures.
Cheng Ling took Wu Chenlong and followed the large army and soon entered the third secret realm.
There is a large city in the secret area. After the disciples entered, they quickly dispersed throughout the city. They all wanted to find the clearance token as soon as possible and then hide themselves. When the time is up, they can naturally pass!
Cheng Ling stood in front of the city gate and swept out with his huge spiritual consciousness, wanting to see what kind of places those disciples would choose to search. Soon, he discovered that the places those disciples were looking for were houses, and many of them had been found.
Wu Chenlong stood next to Cheng Ling. Seeing that he was motionless, he was secretly anxious and asked: "Boss, let's go find the tokens quickly! It would be bad if they are all found."
Cheng Ling nodded and looked towards the east where there were fewer disciples.
The customs clearance token is a palm-sized token, and I don’t know what materials it is made of. As soon as the disciple approaches, a faint yellow light will be emitted, making it easier to find the target. But if the distance is too far, it will not be found.
This distance is basically within ten steps. And if you have a clearance token on you, other disciples will still emit yellow light if they come within ten steps, like a lantern in the night sky, making it difficult to hide.
Cheng Ling and Wu Chenlong were obviously not very lucky. They searched through boxes and cabinets in the east side of the house for a whole day but did not find a single token. The token is a dead object, and it also has the function of blocking spiritual consciousness. It is difficult to detect without getting close to it. Wu Chenlong jumped in fear.
Cheng Ling was also quite depressed and could only comfort him: "Don't worry, if it doesn't work, I'll grab a piece for you!"
Wu Chenlong smiled bitterly and said: "Boss, those disciples are so cunning. They hid the token as soon as they found it, and there was no trace of them at all!"
"Don't worry, today is still the first day of entering the secret realm. The disciples will also focus on finding the token. Tomorrow, the disciples who did not get the token will become nervous and look for hidden disciples everywhere. By then, there will be so many If people search together, they will always find part of it.”
Wu Chenlong thought that this was the reason. He gradually calmed down and continued to search among the houses in the city.
Perhaps God opened his eyes, the two of them searched for another two hours, and finally found a customs clearance token in a house. Cheng Ling picked up the token and looked at it. He saw that the token seemed to be made of metal. The gate of the academy was engraved on the front, and a number was written on the back, number eighty-seven!
He handed the token to Wu Chenlong and said: "Chenlong, take this token first and hide it here. I will help you arrange a concealment formation. As long as the formation is there, other disciples will never be able to discover it. Remember Stay, don’t leave easily!”
Wu Chenlong knew that Cheng Ling would definitely have a way to obtain the token again. Even if he couldn't find it, he could still snatch one with his strength. Without being pretentious, he accepted the sign and said: "Yes, boss, I will hide here and won't go out."
Cheng Ling nodded with satisfaction, arranged a concealment formation for him, and then left the room. Now, without Wu Chenlong, he can move faster by himself.
It has been a day and many disciples are no longer looking for tokens
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, but looking for disciples to participate. As long as Huang Guang's disciples are found, no matter what, they will rush forward and rob them. The disciples who obtained the customs clearance token kept trying to find ways to hide.
The entire secret city made sounds of fighting from time to time. The clearance token is very strange. It cannot be put into the storage ring and can only be placed on the body. In this way, as long as a disciple approaches, the disciple who has obtained the token will be like a bright light and cannot be hidden!
The fight continued, and the next day passed quickly. On the third day, it reached a fever pitch. Not only the disciples with clearance tokens were besieged, but even some disciples with lower cultivation levels and no clearance tokens were seriously injured and lost the ability to move.
Cheng Ling searched for two days and failed to obtain another clearance token, so he had no choice but to join the fight. In front of him, more than a dozen disciples were surrounding him. Cheng Ling looked around and found that they were all disciples of the Fa Dao Academy.
The three Taoist academies are in agreement on this point. Unless absolutely necessary, disciples from the same Taoist school will not rob each other and only target the other two Taoist schools.
Before, Cheng Ling encountered several disciples of the Sword Academy who were emitting yellow light, but did not come forward to fight for them.
"Oh~, isn't this Cheng Ling from Da Ming Ding Ding? Looking at you, you didn't get the customs clearance token, so I'm sorry! Senior Brother Cheng has ordered that as soon as he sees you, he will let you go as soon as possible Incapacitated. If you want to make it to the second round, just dream!"
Cheng Ling glanced at the leading disciple of the Fa Dao Academy indifferently and said, "What do you mean, do you plan to go together?"
"So what, in the first round of the competition, everyone will use their own methods. No one will be stupid enough to challenge you in a duel!"
"Everyone relies on their own means? Hehe~~, that's fine, your Fa Dao Yuan will just wait to be slaughtered!" He was already very unhappy with the Fa Dao Yuan's actions, and the other party specifically mentioned Senior Brother Cheng, wasn't it? The children of the Cheng family are Cheng Maofa, so there is no room for them to talk nonsense.
With a flash of his body, the red flame sword passed through several rays of sword light, and the sharp sword energy hit the opponent one after another.
"How brave, you actually dare to take action first!"
The leading disciple was furious and was about to call for the younger disciples behind him to rush forward. Suddenly, a sharp sword light bombarded towards him, far and near, and he didn't know how to dodge it.
Terrified in his heart, he moved his hands wildly, and could only cast a long list of defensive spells, trying to defeat the opponent's sword attack.
Unfortunately, it backfired. Before he could cast the spell, the sword energy hit him hard in the chest.
"oops!"
"What a fast sword light!"
"Pfft!"
"No, he is very strong, everyone move quickly!"
Waves of screams came, and in less than a moment, more than a dozen disciples of the Fa Dao Academy in front were all hit by the sword light. After spurting out blood, they fell limply to the ground and lost the ability to move.
Cheng Ling walked up to the leading disciple calmly and asked, "Speaking of which, who is Senior Brother Cheng you are talking about? Is it Cheng Maofa?"
The leading disciple was frightened. They did not expect that Cheng Ling was so powerful in combat and seriously injured more than a dozen of his disciples in a matter of seconds. He said tremblingly: "If you don't do it, Senior Brother Cheng will definitely avenge us!"
"Oh?" Cheng Ling sneered, and Sen Han said: "Although the elders stipulate that no assassins can be killed, if you don't tell me, I will destroy your Dantian and prevent you from practicing for the rest of your life!"
The disciple was shaking all over and said in horror: "Yes, it's Senior Brother Cheng Maofa!"
Cheng Ling picked up the hilt of the sword and struck him, knocking him out and saying: "Cheng Maofa of the Cheng family, I won't provoke you, but you provoke me first. Let's wait and see. I hope your strength It can satisfy me!”
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