Wu Jitian and Tang Yu'er talked for a while, and then a ray of light disappeared without a trace.

Time passes slowly.

A month later, the quota competition for Cangwu Secret Realm came as scheduled.

This was a grand event, and Daluo Holy City was completely boiling.

Su Ming is now a true disciple, so he naturally has the qualification to participate in this quota competition.

As for the merit points, Su Ming is enough now.

This time, there are ten places to enter the Cangwu Secret Realm.

This means that only the top ten are qualified to enter the Cangwu Secret Realm.

After some preparation, under the gala competition for Cangwu Secret Realm was about to begin.

The venue for this quota competition is located on a huge square north of Daluo Holy City.

Ten arenas were built in the square.

On this day, it was just dawn, and the square was filled with crowds and the atmosphere was extremely warm!

The arrival of every true disciple will cause a sensation.

When a man in snow appeared, the atmosphere at the scene reached its peak, and screams rushed to the sky!

"Look at it! It's the Xuewu Sword! The Xuewu Sword, known as the number one true disciple, is also the one who is considered to be most likely to be promoted to the Star Emperor!"

"Wow! Xuewu Jian is so handsome! If I could marry him in this life, I would be so happy!"

"Xuewu Jian is worthy of being the number one true disciple! His demeanor is simply unmatched! He is so handsome!"

"Xuewu Sword! I love you!"

"Xuewu Sword! Come on! We all support you!"

......

Everyone was as crazy as they roared at the top of their lungs, staring at the Xuewu Sword with great enthusiasm!

At this moment, Xuewu Jian was wearing a snow-clothed dress, with a tall figure, with a starry eyebrow and a long autumn sword on his back.

A gust of wind blew, blowing up Xuewu Jian's long hair, adding a sense of unrestrainedness!

I have to say that Xuewu Jian is a very charming handsome man. No wonder countless women are crazy about him at this moment!

Xuewu Jian listened to the cheers of everyone, and the expression on his face was extremely calm, as if he had been used to this kind of scene.

Soon, Xuewu Sword came to the side of the Destiny Venerable.

"Xuewu Sword, if you encounter Su Ming this time, you will definitely not be able to hold back. Although the Holy City stipulates that no one can kill people, you will never be able to get him to enter the Cangwu Secret Realm. Do you understand what I mean?"

The Venerable of Heaven said to the Xuewu Sword.

"Don't worry, Venerable Tianming, Wu Jian understands in his heart that as long as Su Ming meets me, I will definitely eliminate him."

Xuewu Jian raised his eyebrows, and a strong sense of confidence appeared between his eyebrows!

"Well, with your cultivation and foundation, I'm very relieved."

Venerable Tianming nodded, and a smile appeared on his face: "Although Su Ming's growth rate was beyond my expectations, as long as I Venerable Tianming is here, he will die sooner or later! This time he participated in the quota competition, probably because he wanted to enter the Cangwu secret realm and find something very important to him. How could I Venerable Tianming make him happy?"

At the end of the speech, the Venerable Tianming suddenly smiled coldly and a cold light shot out from his eyes.

Xuewu Jian talked to the Venerable Tianming for a while, then turned around and left.

Next, Venerable Tianming met with some powerful people among the true disciples. It was obvious that Venerable Tianming spared no effort to deal with Su Ming.

Not far away.

In the crowd.

"Young Master Su, you must be careful. That Venerable Tianming must have bad intentions towards you. The Xuewu Sword was the first among the true disciples. This person is from the camp of Venerable Tianming. If you meet him in the quota competition, you must be careful!"

Tang Yu'er looked at Su Ming beside her with a serious look on her face.

When he heard Tang Yuer say this, Su Rourou, Mo Qingcheng and others all looked at Su Ming with concern at this moment.

Although Su Ming’s current cultivation level can kill the eighth-level star saint, since Xuewu Sword is known as the first among the true disciples, his cultivation level must be extremely terrifying!

"Miss Yu'er, don't worry, even if I touch the Xuewu Sword, I will definitely not fail."

Su Ming smiled and said, his voice revealing strong confidence!

Now in the Star Saint realm, he is already an invincible existence!

Although the Xuewu Sword is strong, Su Ming is still confident to defeat this person!

"Okay, don't worry, just wait for my good news here."

Su Ming smiled and then walked towards the ring position.

As soon as Su Ming arrived next to the arena, his bad eyes immediately fell on him.

"This damn Su Ming, I have to make him look good this time! This kid is so angry that he is in the ruins!"

"Not bad! This kid takes advantage of his speed and finally takes the Tongtian ruler away! It's so hateful! Don't let me touch him in this quota competition! Otherwise I'll beat him up all over the ground! I'll vent my hatred!"

"But this kid has a bit of a strong cultivation level. Not long ago, he actually killed Huang Ancient Bronze. You must know that Huang Ancient Bronze is the cultivation level of an eighth-level star saint. I think it is better to be careful if we face this person, so as not to overturn the ship in the gutter."

"Hmph, Senior Brother Yang, you are too careful. Although Huang Gugong is an eighth-level star saint, his background is average. Even among the eighth-level star saint, he is only at the bottom. The ability of Su Ming to kill Huang Gugong does not mean that he is so powerful. Anyway, if he meets me, I will definitely make him look good! I don't believe it anymore, I can't deal with a new true disciple!"

"Senior Brother Han said it very well. After all, that boy's age is there. Even if he is strong, how strong can he be?! Hahahahahaha!"

......

A group of true disciples gathered together, all staring at Su Ming with a bad expression, with cold lights flashing in their eyes.

In the ruins, they were so hated by Su Ming, because Su Ming took away the Tongtian ruler!

The most hateful thing is that Su Ming did not get it with his true strength!

Su Ming glanced at the group of true disciples, turned his head again, and a sarcastic arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Not long after.

The draw begins.

Lottery is for fairness.

Su Ming drew the lottery for the No. 1 arena and ranked last ten!

The rule of the quota competition is that No. 1 and No. 2 are the first to compete, No. 3 and No. 4 are the first to compete... No. 9 and No. 10.

Then the winners of each group advanced and continued to compete with the winners of other groups. In the end, the strongest ones came out of the corner and entered the Cangwu Secret Realm.

"Boy, you're lucky, you didn't rank in the same ring as me."

Xuewu Jian looked at Su Ming with cold eyes, and a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes.

Some people who were in the same ring as Xuewu Sword sighed secretly.

They knew very well that no matter who was in the same ring as Xuewu Jian, they would have been declared eliminated.
Chapter completed!