Pursue to Sword Summit

Chapter 56 - Lucky Draw

No one in the White Cloth Disciple dared to discuss about the Sect Leader anymore, but they still had a certain opinion of Lin Mo.

There was no need to even mention the Yellow Cloaked Disciple. Although they were both Yellow Cloaked Disciple s, Lin Mo had defeated them all the moment he arrived. The direct disciples of the sect were the most glorious among the young disciples, and even Situ Qingfeng was unable to compete against them.

As soon as Liang Lifang saw Lin Mo, she immediately said to Qiao Qingqing who was beside him. "So it's actually this kind of youth.

Qiao Qingqing seemed to be very disappointed as she said, "I heard that his strength is only at the sixth level of Body Tempering, and that this level is considered medium even in the middle of cyan disciple. I don't understand either."

"Hehe, but he still looks very handsome, at least better than that Situ Qingfeng." Qiao Qingqing suddenly laughed in a low voice.

"I knew that you would be paying attention to this, but I feel that the cyan disciple behind Lin Mo is really handsome, white, tender, and also so delicate looking. It's truly beautiful." Liang Lifang then placed his eyes on the spirit body behind Lin Mo.

"Don't even mention it, he's really pretty. I've been here for so long, but this is the first time I've seen such a good-looking boy. He's even prettier than us girls. Do you really think he's a man?" Qiao Qingqing seemed to have just discovered it too, and her eyes immediately lit up.

"Have you thought about something? Although his strength is very weak, his appearance is truly beautiful. Even I like him a bit." Liang Lifang was even a little infatuated with the idea.

"I think the two of you want your Master to spank you, but you actually started to criticize and criticize the male disciples." Just as the two beauties were becoming infatuated with each other, they heard a burst of ice cold voice. They immediately shut their mouths, and saw that Qin Xinyin had once again returned to her previous expression, as if she hadn't said anything at all.

Xiao Yaozui walked to the center of the arena and sat down at the Sect Leader's seat. On his left and right sides stood Lin Mo and Xiao Yaozi.

If the person who was the most curious about the young disciples today was of course Lin Mo, then the young female disciple was undoubtedly the dexterous one beside Lin Mo. Because he was even prettier than a girl, there was no way for him to not attract attention.

Once the Sect Leader arrived, the Ranking Competition would officially begin. The seven great elders each returned to their respective seats and personally presided over the competition. Xiao Yaozui came to the front of the stage, faced the several hundred eager young disciples and said.

After Xiao Yaozui announced this, the Third Elder, Lao Yuewu, walked forward. He was the one hosting the competition, his face was full of smiles, his grey beard was full of seriousness. He was the most serious out of the few elders, and it was rare to see him smiling.

Because of this, all the young disciples were very afraid of this elder. It would be the most suitable for him to preside over the next competition's drawing ceremony.

Because the three hundred disciples were all going to participate, they had to first draw lots to decide which side would fight. There were no differences between the cyan disciple s, and all hundred of them drew lots at random.

White Cloth Disciple was the same, all the way until the top few were decided. As for Yellow Cloaked Disciple, it was different, they were allowed to challenge anyone, and anyone would be willing to challenge anyone higher than their own ranking.

Lao Yuewu shouted: "Now, let me preside over the drawing of lots, you all must obediently queue and hold the lots in your hands, when the competition is announced, you will announce your lot number and your opponent, and then come up to the stage and the victor will enter the next round. Do you hear me? "

The disciples said in unison, "Yes, yes."

Lao Yuewu was still serious as he said: "We will now begin the drawing of lots. cyan disciple has queued up to draw a number."

Every box was guarded by an adult disciple, and the ten cyan disciple s who were in front of the line first came up to the stage to draw their numbers. From number one to a few hundred, there were two boxes filled with numbers, and once two disciples drew the same number, it meant that they were rivals in the competition.

The ten cyan disciple s all pulled out their numbers, and then took their numbers out of their hands. Right now, they still did not know who their opponents were, and would only know who they were if the competition started.

cyan disciple had queued up to draw his number. At this time, even Qingling wanted to go up to draw her lot, but he was still a little afraid, because his strength was of the lowest class in front of so many people. He might be eliminated in the first round.

Lin Mo could see that he was a little afraid, so he encouraged him: "Qingling, you don't need to be afraid, just use your best strength. It doesn't matter if you lose, you can come back next year."

Qingling happily nodded and also joined in the drawing of lots.

Waiting until an hour later, the cyan disciple's drawing ceremony had ended, and now they were going to start the drawing of lots in the White Cloth Disciple, with two identical numbers. Fifty White Cloth Disciple s had each drawn their own numbers, so naturally they still didn't know who their opponents were.

After the White Cloth Disciple finished drawing lots, the drawing of lots would also end, because there was no need for Yellow Cloaked Disciple to draw lots, all they needed to do was issue a challenge.

After the drawing of lots was over, the true competition would begin. The Third Elder would then announce the disciples from the first batch to the stage.

"I shall now announce the start of the cyan disciple competition, two contestants with the number one contestant." Very quickly, two disciples walked out from the cyan disciple. They were now opponents for the competition.

Then, the third elder announced that disciples from number two to number fifteen had entered the arena. The disciples who had been called out all walked to the front of the arena. At the moment, there were thirty disciples participating in the competition already.

The Third Elder once again announced the rules of the competition. The competition was to determine the victor and not to recklessly use force. In fact, these words were just a frame and had no clear rules. No one could say what a heavy hand was.

These disciples were all in their teens and were full of vigor. In addition to the fact that the tournament was related to their future, how could they not go all out? Heavy attacks were unavoidable, and although the rules were not very effective, they still had to be taught as a rule.

Following Lao Yuewu's order, the first match of cyan disciple officially began.

Their strengths were all around the fifth, sixth, and seventh stage of Body Tempering, which was not much of a difference. There were a few unlucky fellows who met someone two ranks higher than them, so they might as well just admit defeat.

The 30 disciples all used their swords and used the various human-step sword techniques that they had practiced. The human-step sword techniques they practiced were of a very low level and were basically low-grade human-step, and only a few of them had mastered medium-grade human-step sword techniques.

In less than a few minutes, three disciples had taken the initiative to admit defeat. They had all met opponents who were much stronger than themselves, and knew that they would not need to force themselves on them if they could not beat them.

After a few minutes, another two or three disciples admitted defeat, and the victor naturally obtained the qualifications to participate in the next competition.

Some of the competitors had decent strength and were the best of the best in the cyan disciple, but some of them were not that strong. It was just that the opponents he met were all rookies like himself, which was why he had been able to persevere until now.

Although their sword techniques were only at the Low Rank of the Human Realm, they were already able to unleash a certain level of strength. That momentum was also fine, if they continued to work hard, they could become a candidate to become the White Cloth Disciple.

His own Secret Sect Sword Art had already been cultivated for a month, I wonder how he would compare with these cyan disciple s? Lin Mo had some doubts in his heart. After all, he had not participated in actual combat before.

Xiao Yaozui then opened his mouth: "Lin Mo, you have to be aware of the few stronger cyan disciple, they might challenge you from the back, but with your sword practice, dealing with them should not be a problem."

Lin Mo replied: "Disciple understands."

In less than a quarter of an hour, the final match of disciples had concluded. The winner was naturally all smiles, and the loser was dejected as he returned to his seat.

The second match would begin soon, with the same thirty people per group. And this time, Lin Mo was agile enough to see it.

When she went up on stage, his opponent had also gone up on stage. Xiao Yaozui shook his head and said: "She might have lost the first match."

Xiao Yaozui saw that Qing Ling's opponent was at the Sixth Grade of Body Tempering, and Qing Ling had only just broken through the Tempered Body 5th Grade.

Lin Mo was also worried about Qing Ling. He wasn't worried about whether he would lose, but was worried that he might not have enough strength to injure Qing Ling. There would be a lot of time in the future, but he just didn't want his body to get hurt.

After she went up on stage, she also saw her opponent. As soon as she saw him, her heart went cold. Not only did she know him, but she also knew that he was much stronger than her.

"Haha, so it's you little fellow. I didn't expect that I would be so lucky today and run into a rookie like you the moment I get here. Qingling, if you admit defeat on your own accord, you'll be beaten up. I advise you to obediently admit defeat." The opponent laughed arrogantly.

This was his first time participating in a tournament, and his opponent was much stronger than himself. He was worried that he would lose face in front of so many people, especially Lin Mo, who would not be disappointed.

"Li Feng, I won't admit defeat unless you defeat me."

"What big words you have there? After not seeing her for a few days, she actually became a lot more stubborn. Is this still the same lightness that we bullied every day? Do you think that you can stand up after following a Yellow Cloaked Disciple, don't be too happy too early, the person you are following is just a trash, he only became a Yellow Cloaked Disciple because of the glory of the Sect Leader, he doesn't have any real ability at all, he might even be beaten down today. "

"Shut up, please do not insult Senior-apprentice Brother Lin. He will not be like you said. He is a genius." Qing Ling scolded angrily.

"Haha, genius, I'm still a genius, but he's still a genius. There are a lot of geniuses in Immortal Sword Sect." Li Feng laughed.

Maybe because Li Feng's laughter had attracted the attention of the surrounding people, Third Elder Lao Yuewu shouted angrily: "If you dare laugh again, I'll throw you off the stage."

Being scolded by the Third Elder in anger, Li Feng immediately shut his mouth in fear, afraid that the Third Elder would slash at him. If that was really the case, he would not even have a chance today, much less be mocked by others.

Lao Yuewu gave the order loudly. Once the competition started, the thirty participants immediately took out their swords and started competing with each other.

Light Spirit also took out a sword from his body. Once his sword was unsheathed, Li Feng was shocked, she immediately used a Spirit Level treasure sword.