Text Chapter 48 The Second Level, the Arena Battle!

Lin Xuan's strength was beyond everyone's expectation. Although the disciples were dissatisfied, they did not dare to take action here. They snorted coldly and turned away.

Not long after Lin Xuan came up, the time for the first level came. The ninety-nine steps of the stone platform were covered by clouds and mist, making it hazy. Above the sky, the purple-robed middle-aged man appeared again. With a wave of his sleeves, hundreds of black lights fell and he ran towards the crowd.

Lin Xuan took action like lightning and caught the flying object. He found a black token with one hundred and thirty-five written on it. He looked at Yin Qingyi's and found that hers had one hundred and thirty written on it. fourteen.

He estimated that he should be the 135th person to clear the level.

"I didn't expect that out of tens of thousands of disciples, only more than a hundred passed the first level. This selection competition is really strict!" Lin Xuan sighed a little.

"Congratulations on successfully passing the first level. Next, you will take the second level test." The purple-robed middle-aged man in the cloud said, "Go down the mountain, and someone will tell you what to do."

Everyone went down the mountain one after another. When everyone came to the flat ground, Leiyun Mountain behind them made a roar and then slowly disappeared. Others didn't feel anything about it, but Lin Xuan took a reluctant look at it: "Hey, there are still a lot of golden arcs that haven't had time to absorb!"

Shaking his head, Lin Xuan kept the matter in his heart, and then looked forward.

All disciples go to the central martial arts arena! A voice came clearly to everyone's ears, and then, these disciples who successfully passed the first level walked towards the central martial arts arena.

"It seems that the second level should be the arena competition." Lin Xuan thought secretly.

"Hey, you bastard, why is the first level so slow?" Tang Yu deliberately slowed down in front, and asked angrily when he came to Lin Xuan.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's Senior Brother Lin who I'm dragging down." Next to Lin Xuan, Yin Qingyi whispered.

"It's nothing." Lin Xuan quickly comforted Yin Qingyi and explained to Tang Yu, "I was too excited yesterday and didn't sleep well."

With two beauties accompanying him, Lin Xuan once again attracted everyone's attention. Many male disciples stared at him fiercely. If looks could kill, Lin Xuan would have died a thousand times ago.

The central martial arts arena is very spacious. When Lin Xuan and others arrived, they found that many people had gathered here.

Directly to the north is a golden viewing stand, with some elders in the sect sitting on it. On both sides of the golden viewing stand, there are many ordinary viewing stands, which are distributed in a fan shape and filled with people.

Looking around, there are huge crowds of people and it is extremely lively.

Lin Xuan and the other one hundred and forty outer disciples stood in front of the arena, waiting quietly, but the lively atmosphere had ignited the fighting spirit in their hearts.

Who wouldn't want to defeat powerful enemies and show off their heroic deeds in such a highly anticipated scene? What's more, this is still the inner sect selection competition. If you perform well, you might be spotted by an elder from the inner sect. Thinking of this, the young people felt excited.

Soon, streams of light flashed, majestic aura surged, and several figures fell on the ring.

Their bodies glowed with dazzling light, beating like flames. Their robes moved automatically without wind, and each one of them looked like a god descending to earth.

The entire martial arts arena suddenly became quiet.

Lin Xuan felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down in front of him, causing all his spiritual energy to boil, and he tried his best to resist the pressure. Regardless of Lin Xuan, all the outer disciples turned pale and looked at the figure on the ring with some horror.

Seeing this scene, the Zhongwei disciples must already know the content of the second level. On the ring, one of the middle-aged men with Chinese characters said: "Yes, this second level is the ring battle."

"The number on the token in your hand represents your ranking in the first level. Each ranking will have corresponding results and rewards. The same goes for the second level."

"Now let's talk about the rewards for the second level. The first place will be rewarded with a pure spiritual pill, plus a Xuan-level intermediate martial arts, and a human-level treasure."

"Second place will be rewarded with a Xuan-level low-level martial arts and a small yellow pill."

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hiss!

All the disciples gasped, Xuan-level martial arts, human-level treasure! These things are definitely super tempting for warriors, and there is also a pure spiritual elixir, which will probably drive all the disciples crazy!

"What is a pure spiritual pill?" Lin Xuan was confused.

"Bumpkin!" Tang Yu looked down upon him again, "Pure Spiritual Pill is a third-grade pill, and the spiritual power contained in it is very pure. After swallowing it, an ordinary Pulse Condensing Realm warrior can instantly break through to the next level, and if he is condensing Swallowing it when the pulse is at the ninth level will definitely greatly increase the chance of entering the spiritual sea realm. This is the treasure that all pulse condensing realm warriors want!"

"By improving your cultivation by one level, you can also increase your chances of entering the Spiritual Sea Realm!" Lin Xuan took a deep breath, "He will definitely get this kind of good thing!"

Not only Lin Xuan, but other disciples also had red faces and wanted to start competing immediately. The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face saw that the atmosphere had been stirred up, and then he smiled and said, your ranking now represents the number of this level. Anyone drawn by the referee will go to the ring to compete.

"Also, the reward for the first level is that the top ten do not need to participate in the first round of competition!"

"Now, the second level begins!"

Five middle-aged men with advanced cultivation levels stood on five stages and began to draw lots.

Everyone looked at the top ten in the first level with envy, and prayed that their opponents in the first round would be weak.

Not long after, five referees began to announce the game personnel.

"The first arena: No. 38 vs. No. 53"

"Second Arena: No. 77 vs. No. 63"

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The ten disciples whose names were called came on stage one after another to prepare for the competition. Although the rankings in the first level are different, this does not mean that No. 38 will definitely be able to fight against No. 39. After all, the first level is only a test of perseverance and potential. It cannot directly reflect the actual combat level of the warrior.

Sure enough, the first game was an upset. No. 53 defeated No. 38, won, and entered the next round.

Lin Xuan and others stood aside to watch, while Shangguan Liuyun sat cross-legged and began to practice. In his opinion, none of these people were his opponents.

Soon, the game on the ring was over, and the referee called his name again, and this time Lin Xuan was among them.

"One hundred and thirty-five versus eighty-eight."

On the fifth stage, Lin Xuan walked onto the stage very calmly, while his opponent was already standing on the stage.

"It's so cool! I'm so lucky! I actually played against No. 135. It seems I can win easily this time!" This was an ordinary-looking young man. He looked at Lin Xuan with pride in his eyes. color.

Lin Xuan looked calm and could not see any sadness or joy.

When Jiang Yulong saw Lin Xuan, he smiled disdainfully, and then turned his head. He didn't think Lin Xuan had anything worthy of attention. Few of the top-ranked disciples paid attention to the fifth arena, but all looked at the second arena. Up there is No. 15 versus No. 21. This ranking already belongs to very elite disciples and deserves their attention.