The black saber sliced the long sword in half and sliced downwards, displaying the strength of a direct disciple.
Since they didn't want to leave the stage, they had to be prepared to die.
The elite disciple didn't even have the chance to admit defeat as he was sliced into two by the black saber.
Blood splattered and organs flowed all over the ground. The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, causing the spectating disciples who were near the arena to back away involuntarily.
So strong!
Zhou Yipin and the rest narrowed their eyes. Although that slash wasn't at full force, it had the strength of an Transcending Mortality Stage cultivator.
"Looks like the popular direct disciples this time are all very strong! I think only Feng Hui can fight with them among the elite disciples. "
"Each sect has three spots while second-rate sects and the royal family only have five spots. The last one will be the most exciting one. However, it's best if they don't meet earlier. "
Meng Liangjun nodded his head. If these seeded disciples met earlier, others might take advantage of it.
This wasn't a spar but a battle of life and death. They had to give it their all. Even if they didn't die, they would be heavily injured and wouldn't even have the chance to challenge later on.
"Look, that's Xu Jin. One move. I didn't expect him to win in one move. "
Following the direction of a disciple's finger, there was a cold youth standing on a stage. The long sword in his hand was dripping with blood and there was a corpse on the ground.
Those were the elites among the elite disciples but they couldn't even take one move.
"Hmm, it really disappoints me! If all the elite disciples are like this, they better not come up. Otherwise, at least half of the top 50 will be replaced. "
Xu Jin wiped his sword on the corpse with a face of disdain.
Arrogant!
Nangong Wan 'er and Xu Jin might be strong but they were both arrogant.
If their strengths were similar, it wouldn't be a big deal to kill them. However, with such a huge difference in strength, they had the ability to not kill them.
As fellow disciples of the same sect, he was ruthless right from the start. This caused the surrounding disciples to feel dissatisfied.
"Tsk, what are you shouting for? If Da Shixiong was here, he would also be able to kill you with one sword! "A disciple said angrily.
"That's right. What's there to be arrogant about? How many cultivation resources does the sect give to your direct disciples? If we had that many cultivation resources, we wouldn't necessarily be worse off than you. "
"If I have to admire someone, I have to admire Eldest Senior Brother. Eldest Senior Brother didn't receive many cultivation resources from the sect. Eldest Senior Brother is the true genius. You guys aren't even fit to carry his shoes. "
The disciples began to clamor.
The ruthlessness of a personal disciple made them look forward to Yun Fan's arrival.
Compared to these direct disciples, regardless of whether Yun Fan's strength was stronger or not, Yun Fan would not be so heavy-handed towards his fellow disciples. Most importantly, Yun Fan was strong, but he wasn't arrogant.
"I've heard of the kid you're talking about, but I haven't seen him yet. Don't tell me he's afraid? Don't worry, as long as he dares to come, he will be a role model. "
Xu Jin pointed at the corpse on the ground and walked down the stage.
Not only him, but the other direct disciples had also heard of Yun Fan. In their eyes, Yun Fan was just a guy fishing for fame.
On the spectator stand at the side, Xu Guanghui frowned. Not only him, An Zhengping and Gong Liangbo were the same.
"It seems like the sect's disciples are getting worse and worse!"
The silent Liu Wenzhu suddenly spoke, causing the few people's expressions to turn ugly.
They knew that Liu Wenzhu was not talking about one person, but all the direct disciples.
"They are a little arrogant, but it's impossible for young people to be arrogant with such strength!" An Zhengping sighed.
"They can be arrogant, but it depends on what they do. To put it bluntly, with their current state and strength, even if they participate in the Dragon Ranking Battle, they will only be cannon fodder. "
The few of them did not speak, as they knew what the Dragon Ranking meant. That was the battle of geniuses!
Those who could participate were all geniuses. If they were not geniuses among geniuses, they would really be cannon fodder.
Although these disciples were not bad, that was only in the sect. Once they left the sect, this kind of arrogance would only make them die faster.
"Is Yun Fan not back yet?" Xu Guanghui suddenly asked.
"No, even I haven't heard from him. But if you're counting on him to teach your disciple a lesson, I don't think it's possible.
That kid's strength wasn't bad, but he was still too young. If you give him another year, you disciples definitely won't last more than three moves against him. "
Liu Wenzhu remained expressionless. There was no doubt about Yun Fan's strength. However, these disciples had been nurtured for so many years. If Yun Fan wanted to crush them, it would really be a little difficult.
"Elder Xu, although we had an agreement with that kid before, it's still not enough. But I hope you can give him a few years. Right now, if we want to fight for the Dragon Rank, we might be able to seize the right to get on the Dragon Rank, but it's too difficult to get a rank. "
Xu Guanghui nodded. Not only him, but Gong Liangbo and the others also nodded.
If a genius were to be exposed too early, it would be very easy to invite a fatal disaster.
Cloud Cloud Sect hadn't been on the list for so many years, so they wouldn't put their hopes on their disciples.
The crowd couldn't help but look at the stage. An Yongqiang and Baili Wuhen, who had just gone up, had also killed their opponents with one move. These powerful personal disciples seemed to be competing with each other. This made Xu Guanghui and the others shake their heads.
Very quickly, the second round of drawing lots ended, and the ten arenas were once again filled with disciples.
After the first round, when the second round started, many disciples prayed in their hearts that they wouldn't meet a few personal disciples.
However, when one of the arenas saw Nangong Wan 'er's cold smile, he was momentarily stunned.
"Don't waste time. Go down or die. Choose yourself!"
While the crowd was in an uproar, the disciple in the arena automatically walked down. Since there was no hope of becoming the last three, there was no need for him to throw his life away.
"You want to compete like this? I really don't know what you are thinking."
Nangong Wan 'er raised her head, causing a series of sighs.
As a personal disciple, she had been training hard for so many years just to be the center of attention. She did it. Her eyes shone brightly, and she raised her head even higher.
"Eldest Senior Brother is here!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the surrounding disciples, and the entire arena was instantly in an uproar.
"Eldest Senior Brother …"
Although the crowd couldn't see him, most of the disciples still shouted out loud. It was like a storm had swept through the entire arena.
Needless to say, Yun Fan's reputation was currently unparalleled.
The gazes that were originally gathered on the ten arenas all looked in one direction. It was as if a king had returned and everyone was welcoming him.
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