"Hey, what day is today? Why are so many people gathered in the competition venue?"

Three senior disciples returned from the mission and passed by the competition venue. They were surprised to find that there were more than 200 people sitting in the audience seats of the competition venue, which were usually deserted. Not only were disciples of all grades, but also mentors, and even Elder Guo Yu and Guo were on the scene. He was smiling and whispering something with an old man in a dirty robe holding a crutch, carrying a wine gourd in his hand, and whispering something.

"This junior brother, what happened in the competition venue? Who is going to compete?"

It happened that a fat man with a bloated body passed by him at this time. The senior disciple reached out to stop him and asked.

"Ah, disciple Qin Han has seen several senior brothers." The fat man was stunned. When he saw the pattern of seven small swords on the cuffs of these people, he was shocked and bowed obediently, saying respectfully: "Today is the appointment between first-grade disciple Qin Chuan and second-grade disciple Zhang Hao."

"Qin Chuan? Zhang Hao?" The senior brother with a national face scratched his head. These two names were very unfamiliar to him. At the same time, he was also very strange. What was the good fight between first-grade and second-grade disciples, and it actually alarmed the elder?

The senior sister next to her covered her mouth and smiled: "There is a word 'strange' in her name. Since you are so curious, why don't you go and take a look?"

"I'm talking about it." Chen Qi bowed to the fat man, "Thank you junior brother."

After saying that, two men and one woman, and a group of three left side by side.

"My God, they are actually seventh-grade senior brothers!" The fat man swallowed hard and spitted.

"What are you stupid?" Taibai Lingling walked over and asked.

"I just saw two seventh-grade senior brothers..." The fat man said in a daze.

"Seventh grade? That's a really amazing person, at least a strong man from the Great Soul Venerable Level, and his strength is stronger than an ordinary tutor." Shan Kongming's voice sounded from behind, and he brought Zhu Chen to watch the battle.

"Although there are grades one to ten in the Tianshen Sect, there are less than a hundred people who can complete all the tenth grade practices so far, and most of them have given up in the seventh grade." Wen Sha walked past the boys with a expressionless face and murmured to himself: "It's been three years, but I didn't expect them to actually come back."

"Old Guo."

In the distance, three disciples led by Chen Qi came to Guo Yu.

"Ah! Chen Qi, Hua Wu, Song Yuandao!" Guo Yu was shocked and overjoyed. Even the lame master beside him was slightly dazed, "You three have not died after taking such a ** mission?"

"Bao, babe, babe! Lame, you're bad. You curse us as soon as you come back. Who are we? The third musketeer of the seventh grade, how could he die so easily?" Hua Wu said unhappily.

"When will you come back?" Seeing the three disciples who were taught by me appeared in front of me, Guo Yu burst into tears and said excitedly: "You three bastards don't tell me in advance when they come back, so that I'm not mentally prepared at all."

"Old Guo, we miss you very much." The three disciples' eyes were red.

"Hurry, sit down and talk." Guo Yu signaled the three of them to sit down, and there was endless things to say when the teacher and student reunite after a long time.

...

"Young Master Yuchen and the others are here."

On the other side, more than a dozen young men and women with high spirits entered the venue, and Yu Chen was the one who led the lead. Zhang Hao stood behind him with a expressionless face.

More than ten people found a place to sit down casually. Yu Chen's eyes quickly swept around and finally fell on the three musketeers who were talking to Guo Yu, and their bodies were slightly shocked.

"They are back..."

"Young Master, who are those three?" Zhang Hao was curious.

"Seventh-grade senior brother, known as the "Three Musketeers". When they left the sect to perform missions, you had not yet entered the master. At that time, I was only a first-year student." Mr. Yuchen withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Do you have confidence in fighting against Qin Chuan?"

"Young Master, please rest assured. As long as that boy Qin Chuan doesn't cheat on summoning the Ape King, I'm 90% sure to beat him." Zhang Hao was very confident.

"Confidence is good, but if you are too confident, it is arrogant. Don't underestimate Qin Chuan. Naturally, it is not so easy to deal with." Mr. Yuchen reminded.

"Don't worry, young master, I will do my best."

"Um."

...

As time went by, more and more people gathered around the competition venue, almost seven or eight hundred. However, Qin Chuan, one of the protagonists of the competition, did not appear for a long time.

"It's almost noon, why haven't Qin Chuan come yet?"

"Can't it be afraid that Zhang Hao would escape in the last battle?"

"Nonsense, Qin Chuan has the old ape king as the battle pet. A hundred Zhang Hao stacked them together and could not be his opponent. How could he escape in the face of the battle?"

"Please, do you have some common sense? Is it okay if you don't allow the use of war pets in the competition venue?"

"Zhang Hao is a three-star soul master, while Qin Chuan is just a new soul master. His realm is three levels apart. Even if he is a natural martial soul, it may be difficult to defeat Zhang Hao."

"I heard that Zhang Hao did not relax his vigilance just because Qin Chuan is a first-grade disciple. He has been practicing hard these days and practicing a certain killer move."

“…”

After waiting for another half an hour, Qin Chuan finally appeared at the entrance of the sword test amid the discussion of countless people.

When he saw the crowded competition venue, his eyes suddenly widened.

What's going on? Why are so many people emerging all of a sudden?

He has always been very low-key!

Fan Li next to Qin Chuan was also stunned, and then praised: "I am really worthy of being the first-grade chief disciple, and I have such a strong appeal!"

"Senior sister, don't laugh at me, the chief disciple, I haven't even said a single word yet." Qin Chuan smiled bitterly.

"You are too modest, I will give me a second in three moves. Who else can afford this chief besides you? Taibai Lingling and Shan Kongming are also geniuses, but they are far inferior to you!" Fan Li rubbed her painful right arm, and hit Qin Chuan with her elbow, "Go and give that guy Zhang Hao a look."

“Haha, OK.”

Qin Chuan smiled, raised his hand to the fat man in the crowd and others, and then stepped onto the ring in full view of everyone.

"Boy, you're late." Zhang Hao turned over and jumped into the ring and let out a low roar.

"Sorry." Qin Chuan shrugged, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Senior Brother Zhang is fine."

"Stop talking nonsense! Start fighting!" Zhang Hao said that he would do it as soon as he waved his arms, his body was as fast as lightning, and he rushed forward with his arms spread open, and he wrapped his two soul powers around the red and yellow. He used his ultimate move as soon as he came up!

"Why did you use the Wind and Fire Moon Wheel as soon as you come up?"

"Zhang Hao is too fierce? He actually wants to kill Qin Chuan in seconds?"

The audience exclaimed.

Qin Chuan was calm and spread his palms, and slapped three times in the air!

"Ba!" "Ba!" "Ba!"

The first step was that a fire snake more than ten meters long flew out with a long sword in his hand and slashed Zhang Hao horizontally.

The second time, a five-meter-high mountain appeared in the sky, and it was fiercely suppressed by Zhang Hao.

The third time, two golden-toned giant blades appeared in the sky, and the giant blades crossed, as if they were a big cut, cutting towards Zhang Hao's body.

"Fukulele Sword!"

"Lingshan Demon-Suppressing the Way!"

"Golden Blade Head-Turning Technique!"

Chen Qi, who was sitting next to Guo Yu, was shocked, "Who is this kid? He can actually use three advanced soul paths in a row? Doesn't he need time to outline soul patterns? He can't learn soul path even if he hits his mother's womb, right?"

Not only Chen Qi, but also Elder Guo Yu and Wen Sha were stunned.

This is a rhythm that is about to go against the will of heaven!

How familiar is this to use three different soul paths in a row?

"Minister Wensha, you did not disappoint me!" Guo Yu looked at Wensha from afar and murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!