After hearing Feng Ruohan's words, Zhong Xiguiqian was not surprised and glanced at the six inner teenagers behind him: "Did you hear this? Manager Feng doesn't believe in your strength and wants you to compete with the outer disciples. Those who win will go to the battle and those who lose will go back. Do you dare to face the battle?"

The six inner teenagers all laughed contemptuously: "Why don't you dare to deal with a group of outer trash? It's just that they humiliated themselves, but we are no wonder."

Zhong Xigui turned to Feng Ruohan: "Master Feng, did you hear it? It's not that we don't give you face, it's that you're just asking for embarrassment." He pointed to the muscle young man Xuan Kai, "Xuan Kai, isn't this big player in the outer firewood team just now going to provoke you? You'll let him play first, let him have a long memory, and let him know that words cannot be said randomly, beware of the disaster coming from his mouth!"

While he was speaking, he specially added the pronunciation of the three words "Fishi Team", which made the inner disciples laugh again.

"Slow down." Feng Ruohan said, "Since it's a six-on-six battle, it can't be specified. Who knows what lineup will the other three major sects send to fight? You still have to draw lots and whoever you draw will be who you want, so that they can enhance their ability to adapt to the situation."

"According to you." Zhong Xigui did not refuse this plan.

Feng Ruohan turned around and faced everyone: "Besides Jin Ling had expressed his fighting intention to Xuan Kai just now, who else do you want to participate in the battle with the genius disciples of the inner sect?"

The outer disciples were dissatisfied just now, but they really had to think about it carefully if they really wanted to fight against the inner genius disciples face to face to compete for the quota for the competition.

These outer disciples are above the top of their heads, and they call them waste as soon as they meet, obviously they are very confident in their hearts. They are all at the level of the Immortal Sect. If they come forward to challenge them easily, they will be in a mess immediately.

"I'll make a statement first." The Baijing boy with a high level of inner sect's cultivation, said, "My name is Xing Mingtang, a high level of immortal sect. He is seventeen years old this year, and he is only one step away from the level of immortal general cultivation." He glanced at the outer sect's disciples with a cold look, "and I never stopped. Any opponent has only two consequences, one is to lose his hands and feet, and the other is to lose his cultivation. Those who come up to challenge, please consider it first."

Many of the outer disciples who were swept by his eyes suddenly became silent. They were damaged by their hands and feet, and their cultivation was greatly damaged. Isn’t it just to become a strong man? How can there be a strong man in this world who has damaged hands and feet, and their cultivation was greatly damaged by their cultivation?

Actively participating in the selection of the sect competition is one aspect, but when facing an opponent who knows that it is invincible and has to pay a huge price to fight, they have to think carefully.

"I, I'll participate." Ye Xiao stood up. Although he didn't understand very well and didn't care much about the winner or loser of this sect competition, since Jin Ling had already jumped out, he should have advanced and retreated with that guy.

"I'll participate too." Feng Yuelan looked at Jin Ling and Ye Xiao with some resentment and signed up.

After the three of them registered, the others did not continue to register, and everyone was still considering the gains and losses. Xing Mingtang's strength and his threatening tone made everyone feel a great pressure.

"Haha." Feng Ruohan glanced at the other outer disciples, "How did they sign up? They were all disciples from the Northern Jin Kingdom, a small border country? Are you from the empire and the Great Immortal Kingdom not as brave as those from small places?"

This sentence suddenly aroused the bloodiness of some people.

Gao Zheng stepped out: "I'll participate."

Then, Zheng Tianxiu, who was in love with Feng Yuelan, also participated. His strength was just as good as everyone else, and he had just touched the threshold of the intermediate immortal. However, perhaps in order to advance and retreat with Feng Yuelan, he also chose to register.

"Okay, there are five. Another one." Feng Ruohan said.

"I'll do it." Ling Linlin finally signed up. She and Feng Yuelan are now both high-level immortals, and are the two most beautiful pearls among the female disciples of the outer sect. Who has always been dissatisfied with whom. Now, seeing Feng Yuelan sign up, she made a quick decision.

"Six people, just right." Feng Ruohan wrote down the names of the six people and said to the remaining seventeen people: "You go back to pack up your things, where do you come from? Go back to where to go. For you, the training camp is over."

It's over? Seventeen people were stunned and didn't recover for a long time, so it was over. Immediately, a disciple jumped out: "Supervisor Feng, I, I want to participate in the competition, but they are rushing to register, they just signed up early..."

"Then you have to think about why you signed up too late." Feng Ruohan waved his hand, "Go back!"

Seventeen disciples were stunned and lost, they wanted to stay but couldn't, and they were reluctant to leave.

"Let them stay and see." An elder said, "Even if you don't sign up for the competition, after all, it is the outer elite that the sect has spent a lot of effort to cultivate recently. Let them see others' battles, especially the inner immortal sect-level attacks, and have a long knowledge and find the gaps. It is not a bad thing."

"Yes, elder." Feng Ruohan turned to everyone, "Then you stay and take a look. Look at the difference between yourself and their fairy power and mind."

Then he ignored these disciples and wrote down the names of Jin Ling and the six people on six pieces of paper, kneaded them into a ball, and placed them in a stone lamp compartment next to them. The paper ball of the six people in the inner door written by Zhong Xigui was placed in the lamp compartment on the other side.

"Then Master Zhong, let's draw lots. Please ask first." He said to Zhong Xigui, "You draw one person, I draw one person, and so on."

Zhong Xigui reached in and casually pulled a piece of paper to unfold: "Our intermediate Immortal Sect, Zhuang Xiaoyun."

The only female disciple among the other party's six inner disciples, a refreshing girl, came forward and leaned over to take the order.

Feng Ruohan drew a piece of paper and started to recite: "Our intermediate Immortal Lord, Zheng Tianxiu."

Zheng Tianxiu looked at his opponent. The opponent was one level stronger than him, and he had to smile bitterly.

The following draws are:

Intermediate Immortal Lord Ye Xiao vs. Primary Immortal Sect Zhang Yihai.

Senior Immortal Venerable Feng Yuelan vs. Intermediate Immortal Sect Xuan Kai.

Intermediate Immortal Lord Ling Linlin vs. Senior Immortal Sect Xing Mingtang.

The senior immortal master Gao Zheng faces the intermediate immortal sect Guo Wenyue.

The senior immortal Jin Ling vs. the senior immortal sect Fang Wensheng.

Among the six disciples from the inner sect, the two high-level immortal sects with the strongest cultivation were fighting against Jin Ling and Ling Linlin respectively. Xuan Kai expressed great dissatisfaction with the failure to draw against Jin Ling.

"The selection competition is up to the end. Everyone knows the rules of the arena." Feng Ruohan was worried that his disciples had insufficient immortal power and were afraid that they would suffer heavy damage. He reminded him, "If you find any malicious and ruthless behavior and attack the key, no matter what you win or lose, you will be sentenced to be eliminated. Do you understand?"

Zhong Xigui frowned at this, but did not refute it.
Chapter completed!