Many strong men also looked at each other and were shocked by the master of the Xuanmen. Not to mention anything else, just talking about magical medicine. If you look at it simply, the value of magical medicine is already incalculable.

After the spiritual energy revived, the magic medicine seemed to be covered with a veil of mystery, and could even directly improve the realm!

The most undeficient thing in Xuanmen should be magical medicine. Whether it is blackmailed back then or swept up by the Five Spirits, it is accumulated, not to mention how many it is, but it is definitely not lacking.

Lying leisurely towards the back of the chair, I couldn't help but sigh, "The sect cannot miss any seedlings. I will pay attention to all the battles here. You can choose slowly, and I will also choose some, and improve them out of the ordinary."

Everyone nodded. As for what Chu Qing said, paying attention to all the battles, everyone just thinks it is the head sect to observe it.

But even so, several people took it seriously. After all, now that there are leaders here, they have to show it no matter what.

However, Chu Qing was really serious about everyone, leaving a trace of his mind. Although his mental power was being consumed greatly, it was still acceptable to Chu Qing.

After all, even he himself didn't know how strong his mental power was.

After Shang Rifan talked about the rules of the game, he announced the complete start.

The formation patterns fell down in an instant, and soon, they enveloped everyone. Everyone was isolated and quietly waited for their opponents.

This feeling was strange and familiar, nervous and expectant. It was obvious that Chu Qing's conditions and the rewards for the first hundred made them moved, not to mention that among the top three, there was the opportunity to go to the Treasure Pavilion of the Sect to pick up an item casually.

"Pick the opponent!"

Shang Rifan said.

The huge drum above was hammered by a giant two feet tall, and the entire martial arts performance venue seemed to be alive.

Every drum beat is almost a battle.

From dawn to darkness, to dawn, the sun shines away the clouds and mists again.

In two days, all the winners and losses have been recorded, including ten in-game performances, and were scored by several elders and sent to Chu Qing.

The feeling of the first look at the past is chaos, and it is not ordinary dazzling. Even a one-on-one battle was recorded, and it was accurate to everyone. Therefore, it was still difficult to rank the top 1,000.

If you can't queue up, then take a day off and continue playing!

The first round of competition lasted for a month, and a thousand disciples were all arranged, and Chu Qing walked into the crowd.

"You come out." Chu Qing pointed to a disciple and said.

"Am I?"

It was a young man. After a series of competitions, his clothes were a little damaged, but he didn't have time to repair them.

All the time is spent on cultivation, so naturally there is no time to do other things.

However, it still failed. This kind of thing has to be said to be a huge blow to him, but if he has worked hard, there should be no regrets.

Although Lin Yang thought so, he was still disappointed. After all, in this world, strength is the most important thing. Even if he has not yet left the Xuanmen and has completely entered the circle of the law of the jungle, it is no longer important.

He thought he was strong enough, but, as the head teacher said, whether he lost or won, he was just a little bit of luck.

This luck may not have a big impact on the total points, but just this little difference made him miss a chance to win. I have to say that this is a huge blow.

It is precisely because of this that he knew what strength those more than a thousand people were.

The results are all ironclad. You can check that among the 1,000 people, even the last one, did not lose more than five games in this month.

What a terrible number. He knows better than anyone else how much effort it takes to stand out among hundreds of thousands of people.

If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, and there is nothing to say. Once or twice may be attributed to luck, but it is a great thing for others to win completely and even control the number of failed games.

Those thousand people were all fought one by one among the hundred thousand people. This cannot be said to be luck. Those who can stand in front of everyone are all elites.

"Am I?" Lin Yang was stunned when he heard Chu Qing's words, and he pointed at himself unconsciously, and said in disbelief.

"Yes, it's you, stand there." Chu Qing said slowly.

Lin Yang was also uneasy, but this was an opportunity. If he didn't seize it, he would want such an opportunity in the future, but he would no longer have it. Naturally, he knew this and quickly stood aside.

Then Chu Qing walked past everyone one by one, and the disciples also made a way out with tactful knowledge.

Some old disciples were introduced with Yin Tiange and others back then. With their current strength, they can also be an elder or deacon in Xuanmen. However, there are not many positions to be dispatched in Xuanmen. They can only still be disciples, and some talented people are pulled out by Chu Qing.

This gave them a chance, but it is not certain whether they can control it. Chu Qing didn't want to care too much. In the end, he picked out 150 people and stopped.

These 150 people were carefully selected and there was no inappropriateness. This was what Chu Qing had always noticed.

"Okay, you fight one-on-one with the last 150 people, and your opponent will choose whatever you want. Whether it is within that thousand people or you, the winner can get a martial art." Chu Qing said. "After, enter the second round of competition."

Originally, the last one hundred and fifty people were still a little reluctant, but there was nothing I could do if I was reluctant. After all, they were people selected by the head sect himself.

From this point of view, it was definitely a loss. I was able to enter the second round steadily, but it was due to the intervention of the head coach, and there was a crisis of elimination at the last place, but everyone had nothing to say.

Besides, if you only have a fight, you will get the skills, and a fool will not fight.

Entering the first hundred is just this treatment.

Can the technique given by the head sect personally be bad?

Hundreds of thousands of others who went down were a little jealous, but there was no way, this was fate!

Everything is fate, and it is impossible to control others.

Luck is indeed important, but it is even more important for the head to help you!

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