Chapter 1155: Second round of rules

"what did you say?"
"Who? Who the dares to be so arrogant!"
"It's that kid! The kid who competed with Di Feng just now!"
Several inner disciples glared at the crowd, and soon found the person who spoke, it was Jiang Tian!
"Unreasonable!"
"Arrogant, I think you really do not live or die!"
"Hmph, just like you are so stunned, I will have to beat you to crying father and mother to let Lao Tzu run into you!"
Faced with the threats from the crowd, Jiang Tian didn't care, his expression calmly sneered.
"Competitions are measured by strength, not by mouth. No matter how hard you talk now, no matter how loud you shout, it's useless."
Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, looking at each other disdainfully, without fear.
Others may be afraid of these inner disciples, but he is not afraid!
If the opponent is allowed to belittle, the aura of these outer disciples will undoubtedly be even worse.
This is not just a question of how the test results and whether they can pass the test, but a ruthless blow to the confidence in martial arts!
As a member of the outer sect, he absolutely can't tolerate the other side's wanton destruction of these martial arts faithful fellows, lest they lose the will to practice.
"Oh fuck! This kid is so arrogant!"
An inner disciple sneered proudly, his eyes widened like cows, and looked at Jiang Tian incredulously.
The sentence just now, if spoken from an inner genius, they would never have any excessive reactions.
But this person who speaks is actually a mediocre outer disciple, which seems very out of place!
"Huh! An outside disciple dared to speak such wild words, aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"
"Hehe, where is Di Feng, where is Di Feng?"
A yellow-faced disciple of the inner sect immediately glanced back, gazing constantly, and in a blink of an eye he found Di Feng in the depths of the crowd.
"Di Feng, I said you became the laughing stock of the inner sect, and fell to the point where you were mocked by the outer sect disciples? How did you mess with it?"
"What did you say?" Di Feng's face sank when he heard the words, and he walked over angrily.
"Hey, it's him. Just now, we said that our inner disciples are arrogant and arrogant, and they have the same virtue with you!"
The Huanglian Inner Sect disciple pointed to Jiang Tian and sneered.
"Unreasonable!"
Di Feng's gaze fell on Jiang Tian, ​​immediately furious, and his murderous aura surged, almost unable to restrain the urge to shoot, staring at Jiang Tian and cursing.
"Damn it, you are really getting bolder!"
Jiang Tian's face sank and said coldly: "Why, isn't the lesson just now enough? Now you want to do something with me, right?"
"Arrogant, don't think I dare not move you!" Di Feng gritted his teeth and cursed, his face extremely gloomy.
"Hmph, it seems that you don't have a long memory, okay, I'll be with you whenever you want to do it." Jiang Tian smiled coldly, his expression calm.
Di Feng's eyes flashed with sorrow: "Okay! Let me..."
"Di Feng! Don't be so impulsive!" Mu Yun strode forward and grabbed him, raising his finger to watch Ling Xiao's direction on the battlefield.
"Do you still think that the shame was not enough? The second round of martial arts hasn't started yet. If you dare to force a shot, Ling Xiao will definitely be angry. Then who can protect you?"
Di Feng's face became stiff when he heard this, and the corners of his eyes twitched wildly. Out of fear of Ling Xiao, he had to endure it forcibly, but the hatred in his heart grew stronger.
"Unreasonable!" Di Feng gritted his teeth and stared at Jiang Tian: "Boy, wait, if you run into it later, how can I clean up you?"
"Hehe, it's not always certain who wins and loses. Are you so confident?"
Jiang Tian smiled leisurely with a cunning look.
"You...you're really too arrogant!" Di Feng gritted his teeth, his voice humming in the void.
A Chongyang realm who dared to say such things to him was so arrogant!
If it weren't for the presence of a high-level sect, he would rush to teach Jiang Tian what he said.
At this moment, the roar of the square gradually began to fall, and the first round of Wushu came to an end as the last batch of outer disciples were determined.
"Finally passed!"
"After so much effort, I finally advanced to the second round!"
"I don't know what kind of test awaits us later?"
"Fuck it, anyway, after the first round, it went smoothly, and no matter what happens later, it is also profitable!"
A fat disciple waved his hand and laughed without paying attention, and walked out of the battlefield with dozens of fellow students.
However, when they came to the winner area with excitement and saw a large number of inner disciples with a tyrannical look and arrogant expression, their complexions suddenly became stiff, and the previous excitement and joy quickly faded.
"Oh! What can we do to pass the level, the further the opponent gets stronger, we still have no hope!"
"Hehe, the strength of these inner disciples is stronger than one, and it is even harder to get a bargain under their hands!"
"Well, after the first round is already a surprise, I don't dare to ask for anything!"
"I have to say that we have to thank the rules of martial arts for how much we can pass. If we don't do this, we may not have the chance to break into the first round."
Everyone recalled all the previous situations, and couldn't help feeling lucky.
If according to the rules of previous years, they were randomly drawn to fight in pairs, they would not even have a chance to choose their opponent.
But this time the rules gave them some opportunities to take advantage of loopholes and make money, allowing them to linger for a while, avoiding the impact of the inside masters, and then choose those relatively weak opponents to challenge.
Because of this, they complained against them in the beginning, but now they are grateful for the weird rules.
"Isn't it the first round? Look at the excitement of these people!"
"Hmph! Just your talents, I think you should hurry up and get to the viewing platform, I don't bother to do it with you!"
"Luo is the same, even if you take turns, you will never hurt a single hair of Lao Tzu!"
Many inner disciples shook their heads and scolded them coldly, making no secret of the contempt and contempt in their hearts.
The faces of these outer disciples were pale, but they were unable to refute, they could only bow their heads and sigh and quickly walked into the queue of outer disciples, avoiding the sight of these inner geniuses.
On the spectator stand, Elder Yinpao took a few steps forward and spoke leisurely!
"Yes! The first round of martial arts, everyone performed well, now the second round of martial arts, the rules of the second round are very simple!
The words were loud, and the disciples in the square lifted their spirits and listened intently.
Elder Yinpao smiled proudly: "Did you see the ring in front of you? As long as you board the ring and defeat more than ten challenges from the same door, you can become the ring master and get the qualification for promotion!"
The words echoed leisurely in the square, but the faces of everyone became serious.
"What? Repel more than ten challenges from the same door!"
"Hi! This is too difficult, right?"
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