After Nangong Lin finished explaining the rules for competing for the secret realm on the twenty-fourth floor, the disciples below were amazed.
A hundred wins in a row? !
Nascent Soul monks who are less than a thousand years old are all the favored sons of heaven. If they fight against these favored men, they will win hundreds of games...
Who can do this!
With such a strict selection process, are there opportunities everywhere in the secret realm on the 24th floor? !
After Nangong Lin finished speaking, Elder Mo nodded slightly and then cleared the competition arena.
"The selection competition for the places on the 24th floor of the secret realm has officially begun!" Elder Mo said loudly.
As the words fell, the area around the arena suddenly became silent.
Bei Xianyue and Lu Li glanced at each other in unison, and then walked towards the competition arena.
Rong Yueyuan's figure on the high platform flashed.
Everyone's eyes were dazzled. After taking a closer look, they saw Rong Yueyuan standing on the competition ring.
Fifth elder? !
This is a competition for a spot in the secret realm on the 24th floor. Did he come to the wrong place? ?
The elder in charge of the competition arena was a little confused when he saw Rong Yueyuan.
"I meet the requirements." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice sounded.
The elders on this side of the arena gasped after reacting.
The fifth elder is less than a thousand years old? !
In the eyes of everyone, the fifth elder who has reached the end of the tribulation must be several thousand years old, but now... it is suddenly learned that the fifth elder is less than a thousand years old. This is too scary!
The elder in charge of the competition arena checked Rong Yueyuan's age according to the rules, and the results shocked countless disciples.
They knew that the Fifth Elder's cultivation method was very smooth, but they didn't expect it to be so smooth!
Looking at the people who were shocked and stunned, Song Yizhi's mouth slightly raised under the ring, feeling a sense of inexplicable pride.
Wei Ling and others stood aside and looked at the fifth elder on the competition stage. Their calm expressions seemed particularly abrupt among a group of stupid people.
"Speaking of which, who dares to fight the Fifth Elder?" Wei Ling said, "Those under a thousand years old have to be above Nascent Soul, no matter how powerful they are, they are just like that. After all, not everyone is a Fifth Elder."
Baili Qi nodded in agreement.
Song Yizhi turned Wei Ling beside him with his arm and said, "Don't you want to go up and give it a try?"
Wei Ling turned to look at Song Yizhi with a question mark on his face, "What did you say?"
She went up to compete with the Fifth Elder?
Isn't this the front foot going up and the back foot coming down?
"Just think of it as free advice from the fifth elder." Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Wei Ling's shoulder, "I don't expect you to win anyway."
"..." Wei Ling slapped Song Yizhi's hand away angrily, "Why don't you listen to what you are saying?"
Not to mention that I couldn't meet the requirements of the secret realm on the twenty-fourth floor. Even if I did, I wouldn't dare to go up!
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes.
Wei Ling withdrew his gaze, and then discovered that some senior brothers and sisters from Changqiu Sect had appeared in Biwanmo Sect.
There were already people on Bei Xianyue and Lu Li's competition stage who had come up to compete, but no one had come up yet on Rong Yueyuan's competition stage.
Song Yizhi looked up at the man on the competition stage, wondering whether he should go up and spar with him.
"Can I go?" Feng Yian said in a gentle voice.
Song Yizhi shook his head, "You are the young demon master. The secret realm on the twenty-fourth floor belongs to the world of immortal cultivation. You cannot enter the competition arena."
Feng Yian sighed with regret.
"No one comes up. What if he can't play a hundred games?" Song Yizhi said with some distress.
Qin Jianian raised his hand and patted Song Yizhi on the shoulder, "I'll go and ask the Fifth Elder for advice."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jianian walked towards the competition ring.
When Qin Jianian stepped onto Rong Yueyuan's competition ring, many people were a little shocked, and then started talking about when Qin Jianian would come down.
After walking onto the competition stage, Qin Jianian raised his hands and saluted, "Qin Jianian of Wanmo Sect asked the fifth elder for advice."
Rong Yueyuan nodded, and then his spiritual power condensed into a sword and he took the initiative to attack.
Qin Jianian held the hilt of the sword with both hands and picked up the long sword to block it. She took a few steps back. Then she drew her sword and swung her sword towards Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan lowered his cultivation to a level similar to that of Qin Jianian, and after a few moves with her, he began to use sword moves intentionally.
After about sixty or seventy moves, Rong Yueyuan saw that Qin Jianian had almost reached his limit, so he lightly swept him down with his sword.
After falling under the competition ring, Qin Jianian put away his sword and exhaled.
Song Yizhi walked up and patted Qin Jianian's shoulder, "How do you feel?"
"I think it's very good." Qin Jianian looked at Song Yizhi with bright eyes, with excitement and seriousness on his face, "You will really realize many of your shortcomings after consulting with the Fifth Elder."
The fifth elder is worthy of being the fifth elder. Even if he is of similar cultivation level, he has no chance of winning.
Hearing what his sister said, Qin Jiazhang was also moved, and he silently turned around and walked towards the competition ring.
Song Yizhi said a few words to Qin Jiannian, and then looked over and saw that Qin Jiazhang was already sparring with Rong Yueyuan.
Song Yizhi put her hand on Wei Ling's shoulder. Looking at the unresponsive person, she said, "Do you feel sorry?"
Wei Ling turned his head to look at Song Yizhi, then shook his head.
Wei Ling said while watching the fifth elder and Qin Jiazhang compete, "There is nothing to regret. If you miss it, you will miss it. Besides, I may not be able to do such a rigorous competition for quotas."
Even if she reaches Yuanying, she is still in the early stage of Yuanying.
When she was in the early stage of Nascent Soul and faced off against those mid- to late-stage or even god-transforming monks, she was definitely the one who was pushed to the ground and rubbed.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Wei Ling's shoulder, then withdrew his hand and focused on the competition ring.
"There are so many people." Wei Ling sighed with emotion, then raised his hand and hooked Song Yizhi's neck, as if they were two brothers.
"It's lively." Song Yizhi said.
Wei Ling looked at Song Yizhi and said, "You seem to have a quota."
Song Yizhi nodded, "Yes."
It's a good thing that he participated in the sect conference, otherwise he would have to fight a hundred games... This would not be appropriate.
Wei Ling sighed.
"You seem a little disappointed." Song Yizhi said.
Wei Ling smiled and said, "To be honest, I really want to see you win a hundred games in a row."
"..." Song Yizhi pulled Wei Ling's hand away and quickly moved to Feng Yian's side to distance herself from Wei Ling.
What the hell is this!
Feng Yian lowered her eyes and looked at Song Yizhi beside her, and then said warmly, "This shouldn't be stressful for you, right?"
Song Yizhi glared at Feng Yian.
Feng Yian looked doting on her face.
Bai Qiu, who was among the crowd in the distance, saw this scene and his eyes darkened.
After the discussion with Qin Jiazhang, Rong Yueyuan's gaze fell on Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi turned around and saw the noble and gentle man on the high platform, his eyebrows suddenly softened.
Nangong Lin on the high platform looked at the situation on the other side of the competition ring and said, "Here we come."
Song Luo's face was slightly cold.
The next second, Lingyan came over with a large number of Immortal Alliance disciples following the disciples of Wanmo Sect.
Song Yizhi glanced at it, and then caught the changed Lan Qianqian in the crowd.
No, no, she is not Lan Qianxi now.
She's going to the secret realm on the 24th floor. She's going to win hundreds of games in a row. I'm really looking forward to it.
The playful look in Song Yizhi's eyes flashed away.
(End of chapter)
