Lu Qianqian did not enter the training room, but always sat cross-legged in the formation to absorb spiritual energy.

The devil training of the five disciples officially begins and lasts for the eve of the sect competition.

…

Liyang City.

When disciple Devil was training, Jun Changxiao rushed over.

In the martial arts field in the south of the city, where the competition will take place a few days later, there are currently a few elders from scattered sects gathered around a table, announcing their sect names and participating disciples.

"Next."

The middle-aged man who wrote the pen shouted.

You come with a smile.

The middle-aged man did not raise his head, dipped his head in ink and said: "Sect."

"Iron-bone clan."

Ga.

The middle-aged man's hand holding the pen suddenly became stiff, and he raised his head in surprise.

The elders of various sects who had signed up stopped and turned to look at Jun Changxiao in disbelief.

"Iron Skeleton Pie?"

"Isn't it the Nine-Level Sect of Qingyang Village?"
Chapter completed!