"I will participate in this competition and witness the genius of our southern Xinjiang genius."

Ling Xiao's tone was gentle, and his whole body was full of Taoism.

There was a wind in the mountains, and his white clothes floated like a fairy, giving him an inexplicable air of transcendence.

However, the moment Ling Xiao's voice fell, the whole square suddenly burst into thunderous applause!

"Bah bang bang!"

"good!"

"Holy Son, you are fair!!!"

Did you see it?

This is our beloved Holy Son!!

Obviously you can be invincible based on your identity, but you choose the fairest way to prove yourself!!

What is there to say, Mr. Ling Xiao, you are upright and righteous, you are worthy of being the light of our Holy State and the benchmark of righteousness!

only!!

God, please protect me from drawing the Holy Son.

I'm not afraid of losing, I just want...to represent the human race and fight against the genius of the sea!

Gan!

Feeling the awe in the eyes of the geniuses around him, Ling Xiao also raised a smile on his lips.

Reputation is something that is accumulated.

Your words and my words have made the young master's peerless reputation possible.

I, Ling Xiao, a light from the Holy State, shine on the earth!

Compared with those notorious reputations that are not tolerated in the world, a villain must learn to protect himself when he is outside.

But at this time, the elder in charge of drawing lots had a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.

Originally, Ling Xiao did not participate, so two hundred disciples just drew lots for a duel.

But if there is one more Ling Xiao, two hundred and one people can be compared to a hammer?

"Why don't we put in an empty lottery, and whoever draws it will get a bye in the first round, a bye in the second round, and then we can compete in the third round."

The two elders gathered together and discussed in a low voice.

"rational!"

All the disciples stepped onto the fighting stage one after another, drew their battle lottery tickets, and then retreated to the edge of the square.

"Who is the disciple who got the empty lottery in the first round?"

One of the elders with green robes and white hair glanced at everyone and asked in a deep voice.

All the disciples immediately looked at each other, looked at the numbers on the battle tickets in their hands, and shook their heads slightly.

until!!

Suddenly a timid voice came from the crowd, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"It seems...it seems like it's me..."

Chen Qingshan raised his head, held up the bamboo stick with no words in his hand, and said with a surprised look on his face.

"Huh? Junior brother, you..."

Beside him, Feng Ruge's eyes were slightly focused, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

You can’t go wrong!!

If this was not the son of destiny, would he have such good luck?

Two hundred people drew lots, but you got an empty lot?!

Junior brother!! Bloom!!

"Geez! Isn't this that good-for-nothing Chen Qingshan from the Seventh Peak?"

"It's him! This luck is so...unbelievable."

"Shit luck! If it wasn't for a bye in the first round, I could beat his shit!"

"Oh? Dare you ask me, senior brother, what level you are at."

"A divine general."

“…”

"Um?"

Hearing the discussion coming from the square, Ling Xiao's eyes also flashed with surprise.

From the beginning, he knew that Chen Qingshan was destined.

However, from beginning to end, he never figured out who this person's template was.

It was just a scene in front of me, but it was somewhat familiar.

Long stick, waste, competition, bye?

Have you thought of it?

"So, there may be big changes in today's competition."

A smile appeared on Ling Xiao's lips, and he suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to harvest this little leek.

But when he thought of his template, Ling Xiao realized that this leek seemed far from mature enough.

This Immortal Xuanzong is probably just the starting point of his immortal journey.

"On the Ten Directions Battle Platform, twenty people will fight one after another. Remember, you are not allowed to intentionally injure people's lives, but...the sword has no eyes, and it is not a sin to die on the platform."

Helianshan, the leader of Xianxuan Sect, shouted loudly and saw ten elders standing on each of the ten battle platforms.

All the geniuses from Southern Xinjiang took the stage to compete according to the order of the battle draw.

Ling Xiao looked at the battle lottery No. 7 in his hand, took a step forward, and instantly appeared on the seventh battle stage.

"Look! It's the Holy Son of Lingxiao!!"

Countless disciples gathered below the battle platform, waving flags and shouting, trying to attract the attention of the Holy Son.

"I'm sorry, no, I am actually so honored to fight against the Holy Son?"

Among the crowd, a disciple of the Immortal Sect wearing a long robe smiled bitterly, walked up to the fighting platform, and then bowed to Ling Xiao.

"Son!"

"Get ready."

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, but the disciple suddenly shook his head, "Holy Son, it is a great honor for me to be able to admire your beauty so close. How dare you draw your sword against the Holy Son? Holy Son, I have

A merciless request…”

"Hmm? What's the matter?"

Ling Xiao smiled gently, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

"Can you please sign your name for me?"

The Immortal Xuan Sect disciple walked up to Ling Xiao and said expectantly.

"Huh? There's no pen or paper here either."

“No problem!!”

Seeing Ling Xiao agree, the disciple suddenly took out a short dagger from his body and stabbed it into his thigh, "Master, use it!"

Gan!!

Shameless!!

Seeing this scene, there were bursts of angry curses from the audience.

Especially some arrogant girls, with a strong hint of jealousy in their eyes.

Finally, when the Immortal Xuan Sect disciple jumped off the fighting platform, the competition came to an end.

Ling Xiao turned around and looked at Feng Ruge on the battlefield in the distance, with a smile on his lips.

"Junior Sister Ruge! I am a disciple of the First Peak. My name is Zhu Dachang. I hope you will show mercy to me, Junior Sister."

"Shh!"

Under the fighting platform, there were bursts of boos instantly.

"Senior Brother Zhu, are you competing for martial arts or making friends?"

"Shameless!! I have never seen such a shameless person."
To be continued...