This process was so fast that everyone's eyes fell on Su Xun.

They looked at this thin young man with thoughtful expressions.

When could such an outstanding disciple be born in that poor kiln in Nanting?

Even the outstanding disciples in the ancestral court were defeated by him.

For a time, both the Wuting Peak Master and other disciples speculated one after another.

Of course, among the five masters of Wuting Peak, Luo Yingli would naturally be happy.

He looked at Su Xun and felt that Su Xun was getting more and more pleasing to his eyes.

For many years, Nanting has been ridiculed by disciples from other courts, and he has also spent his time in doubt.

But today, the disciples of Nan Ting proved to others that even a chicken coop can give birth to a phoenix. More importantly, they defeated the arrogant Zu Ting disciples.

Nanting is bound to rise from the trough.

And the disciples of Nanting will no longer be looked down upon, because they can do better.

Taoist Xu Zhen looked at Su Xun from the audience in the distance. He hid a letter in his hand between his sleeves and robe, and said calmly: "Senior brother has left. If he can see that his disciple is so outstanding, he will definitely

Glad."

But whether I should give this letter to the five patriarchs or not, Taoist Xu Zhen looked thoughtful.

Xu Zhen glanced at the Fifth Patriarch hesitantly, and then said calmly: "Let God decide all this. If this kid can really go any further, I should hand over this letter. If he can't, then I will."

no need."

After saying this, Xu Zhen's figure quickly disappeared from the audience.

Among the Five Ancestors, Chen Nan looked at Su Xun, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Sure enough, he is no worse than the disciples of our ancestral court, he has some talent."

Soon, the four arenas already had winners and losers.

Among them, Ling Baichuan was covered in blood and was panting in confusion. It was obvious that he had defeated Lin Qian with great difficulty.

However, even if it is a victory, it is a tragic victory.

Gong Ziqin defeated Huang Quliang, while Long Wenshi lost to Jun Chenfeng without any surprise.

For a time, the competition for the top four did not involve the three divisions of East, West, North, and West.

Nanting, which they had the least high hopes for, actually came to the end. This was something that no one expected.

Isn't this a huge upset? Some disciples looked at the field dumbfounded.

Those who had high hopes not only failed to win, but actually lost.

But those who had no hope made it to the end, which was really surprising and unexpected.

Surprisingly, both Su Xun and Ling Baichuan defeated the disciples of the ancestral court after the battle.

There is no doubt that the disciples of the ancestral court are not invincible.

The surprise naturally belongs to the disciples of Nan Ting. A phoenix emerged from the henhouse. Their mediocre qualifications were actually able to defeat the disciples of Zu Ting.

At this moment, everyone put away their contempt and immediately encouraged the Nanting disciples. These disciples said in unison: "Come on Nanting, defeat them."

These words seemed to convey the demands in their hearts, and they had placed all their hopes on the disciples in the South Courtyard.

Some monks even took advantage of this opportunity to pledge their magic weapons to seek benefits.

On the referee's table, Luo Yingli was a little proud. He rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Are any of the peak masters interested in taking a gamble?"

What are you betting on? Lekang looked at Luo Yingli and said seriously.

Bet on whether the Nan Ting disciples will win or the Zu Ting disciples will win.

After hearing this, Feng Yuan snorted coldly and said: "Luo Yingli, just say that your Nanting disciples have the most hope, why bother beating around the bush."

Luo Yingli glanced at Feng Yuan and said calmly: "Peak Master Feng, please calm down. I didn't say this so confidently. It's just a small gamble. Don't you dare."

If there was anything he didn't dare to do, Feng Yuan immediately said: "Although your Nanting disciples are indeed amazing today, I still believe that the Zuting disciples will win."

Since Peak Master Feng is so confident, let's have a little fun and bet on three fourth-grade magic weapons. Luo Yingli blinked and looked at Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan's face turned dark and he cursed secretly: "This is called a small gamble."

Although they, the peak masters, are not short of treasures, taking three fourth-grade magic weapons at once is not a small amount.

However, now he has been provoked to this extent by Luo Yingli.

For the sake of face, naturally he would not hesitate to gamble.

He said calmly: "Only three, I bet the disciples of the ancestral court will win."

As for the peak masters of other peaks, Luo Yingli slowly glanced at the others.

He immediately said: "Buy it and leave."

Xiao Fengyue smiled and said: "Although I hate you, an old guy, I still hope Nanting can win."

After saying this, she took out three treasures and placed them on the table.

The other peak masters glanced at Xiao Fengyue, and their expressions changed slightly. The three treasures on the table were naturally extraordinary, a jade bracelet, a three-pointed knife, and a glazed lamp.

Xiao Fengyue was quite impressive. The other peak masters looked at Xiao Fengyue and naturally refused to lag behind and placed their bets one after another.

The Fifth Patriarch on the main stage looked at these peak masters.

Palace Master Yunmeng smiled calmly, fearing that among those who bet this time, some would make big profits while others would also have to lose.

As the Fifth Ancestor, they also want to know where Su Xun's strength has reached and how powerful he can be.

This battle is no longer as simple as a rookie disciple, but an expectation.

They expected Su Xun to go higher and further, and even give them some surprises and surprises.

After all, that secret realm requires a true genius to enter.

After some time of repair, the true energy in everyone's bodies has been restored.

On the field, Chu Yang said in a deep voice: "Draw lots to decide the next game!"

Chu Yang always maintained a calm demeanor.

A faint smile and a calm tone of voice, this is Chuyang.

Soon, Su Xun and others drew a note, which still had the word "2" on it.

But this time it was Ling Baichuan who looked at Su Xun.

Su Xun said bitterly: "It couldn't be you!"

Ling Baichuan slowly opened the note in the middle of his palm and said, "That's right."

But it just so happens that I take this opportunity to ask you for advice.

Ever since entering Yunmengze, I have heard about Brother Ling.

Su Xun smiled calmly and said: "Today, I must fight to the fullest."

Well, Ling Baichuan is so proud.

During the civil war, everyone was extremely excited when they saw the figures on the two arenas.

Foreign wars are hard work, but civil wars are even more exciting.

If one of your own people hits you, it will definitely be exciting. Some monks whispered

In another arena, the two disciples from the ancestral court also showed humility to each other.

Brother Jun, don't show mercy, Young Master Qin said.

Jun Chenfeng smiled calmly, and then said slowly: "Don't worry, Young Master Qin, I won't cripple you."

Gong Ziqin glanced at Jun Chenfeng and said in a deep voice: "Brother Jun, please don't worry. My goal is only to become a rookie disciple. After this competition, you can go back to celebrate for me."

A fighting spirit burst out from Jun Chenfeng's eyes, and he said coldly: "It's too early to celebrate for whom. If we haven't fought, we can't tell the winner."

After today's battle, I will know whether Brother Jun is better or I am better.

Young Master Qin laughed loudly and said: "Although it is a civil war, brother Jun still has to be careful. I will not show mercy."

Gong Ziqin's eyes burst out with fighting intent, and the next moment, his figure suddenly moved out.

Jun Chenfeng is not willing to lag behind.

With a soft drink, the two figures fought in the void.

Not far away, Su Xun and Ling Baichuan were also fighting.

Two exercises are displayed.

In Ling Baichuan's technique, a giant dragon is winding and circling, its roar is shaking the sky, and it really has the aura of swallowing up mountains and rivers.

And Su Xun had a scepter in his hand.

Of course, he did not snatch the scepter, but it was a gift from Su Xun's grandma Yinhua.

Grandma Yinhua could not follow Su Xun into Yunmeng Ze, so she stayed in a small town under Yunmeng Mountain.
To be continued...