Half an hour ago, after a fierce fight and the help of his companions, Shao Ning finally defeated the bronze-armored giant and obtained the teleportation talisman of the second level.

After teleportation, he appeared in a misty space, surrounded by ten arenas. Each arena was covered by gauze curtains, so he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside. He could only vaguely see a person on the stage inside.

At the same time, a majestic and cold voice came from my ears: "Select the second level, attack."

"There are ten arenas in total."

"The top ten in the first level will be the champions of the ten arenas."

"The rest are all challengers. If the attack is successful, they will be the new champion. The rules will change from attacking to defending."

"There is no limit to the number of attacks and no limit to the means."

"During the three days, the arena will be closed for three hours each night for rest."

"Three days later, with the disciples remaining in the ring as defenders, we will succeed."

"Advanced to the third level!"

Shao Ningzhi understood immediately and looked at the ten arenas. The ten people on the arena now should be Gong Zhiyan, Xuan Qingqing, Qin Qing, Zhao Tianlai... and that damn Pei Ling!

There are more and more people around, and other disciples who have won the teleportation talisman appear one after another.

It's just that they seem to be blurred by mist, and even if they are very close, they can't see their faces clearly.

Soon, a disciple chose an arena, was teleported in, and started fighting.

Someone took the lead, and others also chose the ring to attack. Seeing this, Shaoning had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he quickly grabbed a ring and came down.

As soon as he was passed in, he said: "I'm Shao Ningzhi of the Shao family..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the other party stabbing him in the head!

The speed of this knife was so fast that he didn't have time to do anything before his vision went black...

When he came back to his senses, he was already in the audience again, his head aching slightly, as if he had suffered a serious injury, and he felt dizzy after just a slight movement.

Shao Ningzhi's face looked very ugly. If nothing unexpected happened, he should have been killed by the opponent just now! The reason why he is not dead now is because the formations set up in these arenas will send the disciples out at the critical moment before death.

, lest the body dies and the path disappears.

After all, even if these people are not as good as the initial champions in the arena, they are still among the hundreds of people who have broken through the siege among the fifty-four peaks.

If he died here like this, there would basically be few capable disciples in the Southern Territory, so he would naturally have to be preserved.

However, the Holy Sect is not a good opponent. The weak prey on the strong. Even if they save their lives for the sake of the future of the Southern Territory, they cannot go without punishment.

In other words, even if the rule is that there is no limit to the number of attacks, if you fail to attack continuously, your situation will get worse and worse, let alone defending!

"Kill me with one move... I can't go to Arena No. 5 anymore. With my strength, even if I use my trump card, I have no chance of winning..."

Just as Shao Ning was thinking this, he saw someone else chose the fifth ring. Seeing this, he couldn't help but sneered, stopped heading to other rings, folded his arms and waited to watch the show.

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In the ring, Pei Ling had just finished killing one person. When he saw that the other person couldn't even catch his own blow, he couldn't help but wonder slightly. How did this person pass the first level of selection when he was about as powerful as Tian Cong?

Shouldn't he use spirit stones to clear the way like he did when fighting Fang Ye?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that although the other party was beheaded by him, there was no body or blood left, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

It seems that if you fail this level, you don't have to pay the price with your life.

Just as he was about to put away the Yansheng Knife, another person appeared on the ring.

Without saying a word, Pei Ling slashed him with his sword again!

There was a flash of white light, and Lu Jia appeared in the audience in fear. He subconsciously touched his head to make sure it was still intact, and then looked at Arena No. 5 with frightened eyes.

He is a disciple of Ruoxiu Peak, and although his strength is far behind that of his senior brother Gong Zhiyan, he is still ranked among the top figures in the entire Southern Territory.

Before entering the venue, the elders had high expectations for him.

Unexpectedly, he was unable to catch a single knife from the hands of the leader of the fifth arena!

"What a fast sword! What a cruel sword!" Lu Jia thought to himself, "The sword technique is similar to what I saw Pei Ling of Huaiyin Peak doing before I came in. It should be him."

"Originally I thought he used cleverness to defeat the bronze-armored giant, but now it seems it was all a misunderstanding... This man is actually so strong!"

He originally thought that the other party was Jin Sumian's Taoist companion, but it was just a rumor spread by Huaiyin Peak.

Now it seems that it is very likely to be true!

After all, even Gong Zhiyan may not be able to defeat him with one move.

Jin Sumian is not blind. Such a talented person is still so young. Now that she has encountered him, how could she not hold on tightly?

Lu Jia thought this, composed himself, and walked to the side.

Halfway through, he noticed someone staring at him and frowned slightly, but ignored him: "Take a rest and then challenge other arenas. You can't go to Arena No. 5 again!"

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During the group competition, Pei Ling held the Yansheng knife in his hand and was a little bored.

There are a hundred bronze balls, but there are only ten arenas. Because you can't see your face clearly, you can only choose blindly.

From time to time, he needs to deal with the challengers who come.

However, so far, no one has been able to block his blow.

And it's just an ordinary sword, and you don't even need to use the Blood Demon Sword Technique.

"Very good!" Pei Ling said in her heart, "The opponents who come to challenge me are all noobs..."

With this thought in mind, another person came onto the stage. He stabbed him over without hesitation, and easily sent the challenger back to the stage who had not yet seen clearly what the ring looked like.

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On the floating island, the peak masters, elders and inner disciples looked more and more frightened.

That's all. Shao Ningzhi, his background and qualifications can only be said to be better than the upper ones in the outer sect. He couldn't even enter Ruoxiu Peak, so he could only go to the Blood Tide Peak, which was second to Ruoxiu Peak. He was killed by Pei Ling, and he couldn't.

Let them be moved.

However, although Lu Jia and other subsequent disciples were not the strongest disciples of this generation in the Southern Territory, they had experienced hundreds of battles and had become famous for a long time.

Now when I challenge Pei Ling, no one can survive the second blow?!

After a moment of silence, someone heard from Li Ping: "This Pei Ling was not trained by your Huaiyin Peak, right?"

"With such strength, ordinary people to monks in the early stages of foundation building may no longer be his match!"

"Li Ping, tell me honestly, and I promise not to spread the word: Could this Pei Ling be the disciple that Luo Qiao secretly accepted during his lifetime? I remember that Wu Tingxi, Luo Qiao's apparently closed disciple, was executed at Yuanmu Mountain near Luquan City?"

"Stop pretending, you Huaiyin Peak is not capable of cultivating such a talented person... He must be Luo Qiao, right? Luo Qiao is worthy of being the number one elder in our Southern Territory. After his death, he still left such a legacy for our Southern Territory.

The trump card is just Li Ping. If this is the case, how can this person be allowed to waste everything on your Huaiyin Peak? He should be recorded on the main peak!"

Li Ping sneered slightly and ignored all the other inquiries. Only the last one was said by Elder Ruo Xiufeng, which made him retort: ​​"Luo Qiao? Luo Qiao is nothing! Even though Ruo Xiufeng is the main peak, you don't want to take the picture."

Don’t be so ugly. Pei Ling registered as Huaiyin Peak when he entered. Unless he builds a foundation later and enters the inner gate, he will always be from Huaiyin Peak!"

"Huh?" Elder Ruo Xiufeng was startled and said to himself, "It wasn't arranged by Luo Qiao? Who is that?"
Chapter completed!