At the mouth of the narrow valley, more than a dozen disciples gathered around in silence, and their trembling eyes fully revealed the shock in their hearts.
The outcome of this battle obviously had some impact on their cognition.
Zhao Minghui, who was the top gang in Lei Xiaowu Mansion, was wiped out by the group, but Lin Shengsheng, who was just from a small marginal county and had no foothold, walked out of the valley and became the final winner.
What a contrast!
It is conceivable that if this matter spreads out, I am afraid it will cause another ripple in the Wu Mansion.
For a moment, everyone present looked at the young man who was slowly walking out of the valley. Their faces showed extreme solemnity and fear, and they stepped back slowly, indicating that they had no intention of provocation.
Obviously, after the previous series of events, Lin Shengsheng also left a considerable psychological shadow on these disciples.
If activating the power of the Yin Thunder in the Purple Source Crystal to bombard the disciples of Zhaoming could be considered a trick, then killing Wan Ling and scaring Feng Jie away with two punches is a real skill. .
For this guy in front of me, beating the young masters of the Zhaoming Society is like beating a dog. Isn't beating them just a matter of one's sleeve?
So, for a while, many onlookers were here, and even the disciples who had thought about picking up the leaks retreated one after another, for fear that Lin Shengsheng would cause trouble for them.
Lin Yansheng looked at their fleeing figures and did not stop them. He just gently rubbed his slightly swollen eyebrows and closed his eyes to adjust himself.
Forcibly withdrawing and controlling the power of the Yin Thunder in the Purple Source Crystal is also a very strong load for Lin Sheng's soul. At this time, waves of tingling sensations are hitting his head!
And now that he knew that there was a formidable enemy like Yuan Kui waiting for him behind him, Lin Yansheng naturally had to seize the time to restore his condition.
Therefore, Lin Yansheng found a large stone nearby, sat cross-legged on it, and secretly activated the Phaseless Divine Wheel to replenish his somewhat depleted soul power.
At this moment, Tao Ranxuan and others finally eliminated the Zhaominghui disciples who had been beaten and lost their fighting ability, and came to Lin Shenyan excitedly one by one.
"Have you finished cleaning up the mess?"
Lin Yansheng opened his eyes, looked at the rosy disciples in front of him, and smiled slightly: "It seems that you have gained a lot, right?"
Tao Ranxuan and others nodded repeatedly, the excitement and joy in their eyes couldn't be greater. Looking at Lin Yansheng, their eyes were filled with admiration and gratitude.
"That's right, this time we took advantage of Brother Lin, everyone got at least one head!"
These teenagers were very excited. Lin Shengsheng's first wave of thunder struck down. Although many people fell down, some of them were not seriously injured. They were just too much physical exertion and were not sent out by the recording crystal. .
Naturally, it won't be too difficult to deal with these people. They just ended up in the valley, mainly to deal with these people.
In the final game in the valley, they eliminated a total of ten disciples. In this way, each of the nine of them could get one, which was more than the number of eliminated people!
Among them, disciples like Ma Rui, Xu Xiong, and Li Yifan who have some strength in their own right, and disciples like Tao Ranxuan who have already found their next family, naturally do not need these eliminated numbers. Their share is only Evenly given to the other disciples who were less powerful, after all calculations, the disciples from Tiannan County and Beihuang County, as long as they participated in this event and followed Lin Shengsheng to participate in this event, they all got the record of defeating the two!
This record is not just for looking at. In this newcomer competition, Lei Xiaowu Mansion has a special reward system for these disciples who are at the lower end of the newcomers. One of them is that they can be defeated in the first round. number of people in exchange for certain rewards.
Although their military exploits are suspected of being leaked, and the water content is not small, after all, they were recorded by the recording crystal, so Wufu will not be too petty.
"Shen Shen, I really want to know, what have you been doing in the past three months? Why has your strength become so terrifying?"
After sharing their harvest, Tao Ranxuan suddenly smacked his lips and asked Lin Yansheng.
When he said this, Tao Ranxuan's expression was a little complicated, and his tone also contained some melancholy and exclamation.
"It's just some chance." Lin Yansheng naturally just smiled and spoke vaguely.
"No wonder even my father was so optimistic about you before. You are really a hidden dragon!"
Tao Ranxuan shook his head and sighed, thinking that a few months ago, he could still have a hearty battle with Lin Shenxian. Although he lost in the end, he was only slightly defeated. At the second level of Bu, he may not be able to defeat Tao Ranxuan holding the Biquan Sword!
But now, in just a few months, Lin Shengsheng's strength has undoubtedly suppressed or crushed Tao Ranxuan across the board, and if nothing else happens, the gap between them will only become wider and wider, until he can no longer keep up!
Thinking of this, Tao Ranxuan felt a little complicated.
Xu Xiong and Ma Rui, who were from the same county as Lin Yansheng or who were under the guidance of instructor Simu, didn't know what to say. They looked at Lin Yansheng as if they were animals, as if they wanted to know what happened to the latter. What kind of fodder did Yue eat? It was so fierce.
They finally understood that their previous worries and reminders about Lin Shengsheng were entirely due to their own passion!
So what if Zhao Minghui, they were not weak at all, one punch at a time, they were all shot!
"Hey, by the way, Brother Lin, do we think we have solved the Zhaoming Society at once?"
"Then Zhao Minghui opened that handicap, have we already made a fortune?"
Among the people present, Xu Xiong, who was the tallest and straightest in mind, suddenly seemed to remember something, growled low, and asked with bright eyes.
Yes, Zhaominghui also opened a handicap!
Hearing Xu Xiong's words, the eyes of the others also lit up.
The handicap Xu Xiong was talking about was a gambling game held by the Zhaoming Society itself for the general public in the Wu Mansion. The content of the gambling game was to see how many members of the Zhaoming Society, Lin Shengsheng, could outlast them in the first round.
These people, because they support Lin Yansheng, they more or less bet on Lin Yansheng's side. Of course, they don't dare to bet on him to win too much. They usually only bet on dozens of points to beat five or six people. ,
Xu Xiong was more courageous and directly bet two hundred points that Lin Shengxian could defeat ten Zhaominghui disciples!
And the income... is naturally quite considerable.
"Hey! Then Zhaominghui really lost his wife and lost his troops."
"That's right. Who told them to look down on me? In the end, they didn't shoot themselves in the foot?"
These disciples who made bets were very excited. Before the competition started, with such a huge disparity in the number of people on both sides, the odds of Lin Shengxuan winning were quite high. These disciples who participated in the bets, even if they didn't bet much, , you can also make a small profit!
In addition, they knew that Lin Yansheng had bet a full 5,000 points on that handicap, betting on himself to win. If this was based on the odds, how many points would he win back?
I'm afraid there are at least tens of thousands!
With tens of thousands of points, even if Zhao Minghui has a great career, it would be painful to take them out all at once.
This does not include the individual gambling battles between Lin Yansheng and those disciples. If we count them again, Lin Yansheng can get another 20,000 points!
When they think of this, these disciples feel secretly happy. In fact, whether they can win money or not is a trivial matter. The key is not to make Zhao Minghui feel comfortable! This is a great thing that pleases people!
"not that simple……"
However, unlike the excitement and excitement on everyone's faces, Lin Shengsheng's expression was particularly calm. He slowly explained: "Ning Zhao from the Zhaoming Club is still very cautious. After all, this handicap involves tens of thousands of points, so he still does it. Got some security work.”
As he said that, he faced the suddenly suspicious eyes in front of him and smiled faintly: "Then Yuan Kui should also be waiting for us behind with a sign indicating that he is a disciple of the Zhaoming Society. Even if he is on this trip, the biggest It’s a stumbling block!”
On the seven or eight slightly childish faces, smiles and excitement solidified simultaneously.
Everyone's bodies froze there, their eyes narrowed slightly, obviously shocked by the news.
"how do you know……"
"This is what Feng Jie said, there shouldn't be any lies."
…
"……Hold!"
After a long while, Tao Ranxuan opened his mouth and came out with such a simple and easy-to-understand byte.
And this sentence undoubtedly expressed the thoughts of others. Ma Rui, Xu Xiong and others nodded silently to express their approval.
During this battle, they did not see Yuan Kui. They thought that their guess was wrong, but who would have thought that the latter was actually watching with eagerness as the gatekeeper of the last level.
But think about it, if you want to invite such a fierce person as Yuan Kui, you have to pay a certain price to come to the Zhaoming Society. If others can deal with them, there is no need for Yuan Kui to show up too early.
"Brother Lin... then we..."
Ma Rui looked at Lin Yansheng with deep eyes, his square and steady face full of worry.
Although Lin Shengsheng's performance just now was very powerful, if compared with Yuan Kui, Ma Rui had to admit that Yuan Kui's deterrence seemed to be more powerful.
The seventh place among the freshmen is not just a boast. It is different from the rough rankings estimated by busybodies like them. The basis for the top twenty rankings of freshmen is the official data of Wufu!
The strength of those fierce men has been proven by their performance in the past three months, and there is no need for re-evaluation in this first round!
"Don't worry, let's go and meet that brother Yuan."
However, in the face of their doubts and concerns, Lin Yansheng just smiled casually and walked forward.
Lin Yansheng and his party rushed towards the final destination of Ziyuan Mine without any hindrance, and in the Wu Mansion, there were thousands of eyes looking at the big bell hanging in the middle of the arena. When the big bell rang, it was... It represents the end of the first round of the rookie contest.
From time to time, someone looked at the slowly setting sun on the horizon. According to regulations, when the sky darkened, it was the end of the competition.
At this time, it's not far away.
And among the crowd, a figure in white clothes was also looking up at the big clock. He was extremely handsome, with extraordinary temperament and handsome appearance. He was dressed in white clothes spotlessly. Just standing there, an invisible aura was emitted. The people around him retreated unconsciously, and could only look up at this figure with admiration within a few feet of him.
Despite his extraordinary beauty and extraordinary status, the man in white did not have the indifference of being repulsed thousands of miles away. Instead, he had a gentle smile on his face, and from time to time he would fight with some acquaintances or rising stars among the newcomers. A greeting makes people feel refreshed and flattered at the same time.
This person was none other than Chen Xueyi, and beside him, a pretty girl with picturesque features was also looking around. Naturally, she was his sister Chen Xuehuang.
At this time, the young prince was smiling and looking at the arena in front of him with narrowed eyes, as if waiting for something.
"Haha, I didn't expect that our dignified Crown Prince, Prince Cheng, would come to pay attention to this first round of newcomer competition. He is really in a leisurely mood."
While Chen Xueyi was watching, an obviously thorny voice suddenly sounded from behind him, and a young man with curly hair came to Chen Xueyi's side and stood side by side with him.
"I just saw a few potential newcomers and wanted to pay attention to them so that I could get to know them in the future."
Chen Xueyi didn't even turn her head, she just squinted her eyes and slightly curled her lips: "Brother Ning, doesn't he also care about the newcomers in his gang?"
"Haha! What a good acquaintance! His Royal Highness has indeed taken care of the newcomers in the past few years!"
The curly-haired young man who was the president of the Zhaoming Society, Ning Zhao, laughed meaningfully, and then shook his head: "I don't take care of the newcomers like Brother Chen, I just came to see how the young people in my gang are doing."
"Oh, right."
Having said this, Ning Zhao seemed to have thought of something, and patted Chen Xueyi's shoulder with a smile: "I remember that among the newcomers of this year, Brother Xueyi seems to be paying special attention to the newcomer named Lin Shengyan, right? Coincidentally, I, a newcomer from Zhaoming Club, happened to meet him and was assigned to the same group in the first round of this competition, and I don’t know what the result will be.”
Ning Zhao smiled when he said this, looking quite kind-hearted.
Chen Xueyi was unmoved and still smiled lightly.
The disciples who were watching saw the two people standing together, with their mouths tightly closed, not daring to say a word. Many of them are old students who have been in Wufu for a year or two, and they also know a little bit about the grievances between Chen Xueyi and Ning Zhao.
Given Ning Zhao's resentment towards Chen Xueyi, he would definitely not miss this opportunity to indirectly suppress Chen Xueyi. He would appear here in person, probably just to ridicule Chen Xueyi in person.
Hey, I pity the newcomer who is valued by Chen Xueyi.
Many people think so.
"Just wait for the results."
Chen Xueyi's expression remained unchanged and she ignored Ning Zhao's provocation and ignored him.
But Chen Xueyi could do this, but Chen Xuehuang beside him was not happy. His bright eyes rested on Ning Zhao dissatisfiedly for a few breaths, and then he asked with a chuckle: "Senior Brother Ning, the disciple who was eliminated before your Zhaoming Conference, how is it now?"
The person Chen Xuehuang was talking about was naturally Luo Xin, who was punched out by Lin Shengsheng three times. Luo Xin came out with a big bag on his head at that time. All the disciples in the square saw it, and he was in a state of embarrassment.
When she brought this matter up now, she naturally wanted to make Ning Zhao unhappy.
Being stabbed like this by Chen Xuehuang, Ning Zhao's expression inevitably changed slightly, but he calmed down in an instant. He lowered his eyes slightly and said in a nonchalant manner: "Little sister Xuehuang really cares. I, a disciple of the Zhaoming Society, don’t worry, Luo Xin was only slightly injured due to a plot, and I think other disciples of the Zhaoming Society should not make such low-level mistakes again.”
"But you...I'm afraid you need to pay more attention to that friend of yours..."
boom!
Before he finished speaking, a deep purple light suddenly appeared on the square with a charred figure, and then hit the ground.
"This pillar of light... is a disciple of Ziyuan Mine!"
"who is it?"
The disciples present shouted. The Ziyuan Mine is now the place that the disciples pay the most attention to. As soon as the figure appeared, a group of disciples rushed up, wanting to see who it was.
Chen Xueyi and Chen Xuehuang also cast their gazes over, and then they looked slightly surprised.
"Haha, brother Xueyi and little sister Xuehuang have come out again."
Noticing the movements of the two people, Ning Zhao smiled secretly, slowly turned his head away, and cast his gaze on the charred figure...
Then, his eyes froze.
"This... Qin Chuan!?"
Ning Zhao's expression changed sharply. Although the man's whole body was scorched black, how could Ning Zhao's perception fail to recognize that this man was none other than Qin Chuan from their Zhaoming Club!
boom! boom! boom!
But before he had time to say anything, the sound of breaking wind sounded again, and another seven or eight rays of purple light swept over at high speed, leaving behind seven or eight similarly charred figures, which fell heavily on the square.
The same elimination, the same burnt blackness, the same...disciples of the Zhaoming Society!
Ning Zhao's face finally darkened completely.
