Xuanhuan: I Can View Files of Destiny!

Of course he didn't think that these people could defeat Qin Li.

However, it is still possible to consume his energy.

When he was exhausted from the battle, he went up again, used his trump card, defeated him in one fell swoop, and took the position of the quasi-saint son again.

He only worried about one thing now: that Qin Li would avoid the war.

If he kept avoiding and not fighting, he would have been able to enjoy the treatment of a quasi-saint son, which made him very unhappy.

Just like the matter of reading books in the Chuan Gong Hall today, if he was just an ordinary disciple, he would not have the right to read advanced exercises at all.

However, he soon became elated.

I saw Qin Li at this time, there was no trace of anger on his face, but a refined appearance.

"Okay, I accept your challenge, but..."

Having said that, he paused and looked at everyone at the scene.

Tang Shaogong was afraid that Qin Li would regret it, and immediately struck while the iron was hot, "But what? Qin Li, don't try to shirk any longer. I think everyone's passion is very high. Why don't everyone go to the martial arts field to compete!"

Qin Li smiled and said: "This time period, there is no problem, but Qin is really busy when he first arrived. In order to show everyone's sincerity in challenging Qin, each challenger must first come up with 10,000 high-grade spirit stones.

Of course, if Qin loses, not only will he give up the position of the quasi-sacred son, but he will also give out 10,000 high-grade spirit stones to the winner! "

Tang Shaogong was the first to agree, "Okay, 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, no problem!"

Many monks present, seeing Tang Shaogong so determined, immediately agreed.

"It's just 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, it's a piece of cake!"

"Okay! Qin Li, I just happened to be a little tight recently, waiting for you to send the high-grade spirit stone!"

"Haha, 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, come to the original bowl!"

......

Amidst the laughter and mockery of many disciples, Qin Li and his party came to the martial arts field.

After Yang Wuyao heard the disciple's report, she immediately brought several followers to watch the battle.

In the sect, many elders also sat on the high platform.

Even the Holy Master Taixuan put down the Yuan Dao pen in his hand and came to the martial arts field.

This challenge is not just a competition of strength between the simple disciples.

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To the position of the quasi-holy son, and, there is the face of the Holy Lord.

at this time.

An elder in charge of maintaining the order of the Yanwutai came out.

To the monks below, announce the rules of this Bihan.

"According to the agreement between the disciples and the holy son Qin Lizhun, each disciple who comes up to challenge him must first pay 10,000 high-grade spirit stones before he is eligible to challenge.

Registration begins now! "

As soon as his voice fell, a large group of disciples rushed towards a deacon next to the martial arts platform.

Everyone took out 10,000 high-grade spirit stones that they had prepared in advance.

Among these disciples, all are core disciples of the inner sect, and many of them are cultivators who had participated in the battle of the quasi-sage sons and were eliminated tragically.

Most of them are from various powerful families, sects or dynasties, and with 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, it is very worthwhile for them to buy a chance to compete for the quasi-Saint Son.

In the first row of audience seats below, there were more than a dozen true disciples, each with their legs crossed, looking at the disciples who were busy paying for spiritual stone registrations with contempt.

On the stage, Qin Li was wearing a white gown with a faint smile on his face, and looked at the disciples who were eager to give him spirit stones with great satisfaction.

He is eight feet tall, with a face like a crown of jade, and his whole body is shrouded in a layer of silver holy light.

There are many disciples present, but no one can see how high his cultivation is now.

Many disciples who came in a hurry were attracted by the figure on the stage.

"I finally know why the Holy Maiden chose him." A woman stared at the stage and muttered to herself.

"It's really handsome, just because of his looks, let alone a quasi-holy son, even if he canonized him as a holy son, I also raise my hands in approval!" Another woman exclaimed.

"Hey, the two junior sisters, their eyes are too narrow, our Holy Son and Prospective Holy Son of the Taixuan Holy Land, how can we talk about their appearance!" A male disciple reminded dissatisfiedly.

"That's right, what's the use of being good-looking? Apart from playing some tricks and creating divine light on your body to please women, what other skills do you have? This cultivation level, I don't think the early stage of divine transformation is not enough, right?"

"What's wrong with being good-looking? Isn't it a face-seeing world now? If you have the ability, so do you.

He looks as handsome as Qin Lizhun Shengzi! Immediately, a strong female disciple who looked like a man put her hands on her hips and retorted. Pen Interest Library

She is a body cultivator who uses her strength to prove the Tao. Among the ordinary disciples of the inner sect of the Taixuan Holy Land, she is a well-known eldest sister, and no one dares to provoke her.

When several male disciples saw this female cultivator, although they were unwilling, they immediately shut up and did not dare to say any more.

However, this did not affect the thoughts in their hearts, all of them were looking forward to seeing Qin Li's little white face, and he was beaten all over by other senior brothers.

snort! At that time, how can he be handsome and cool?

Of course, in this level of challenge competition, there are those core disciples who take action, and they naturally do not need to participate.

Learn the combat skills, and you'll be fine.

Soon, the first batch of registrations is coming to an end.

A total of fifty disciples signed up.

On the stage, at this time, the first challenger appeared.

"Wow, I didn't expect that the first place was Senior Brother Zhan. He ranked 20th among the core disciples!"

"Brother Zhan is now at the third level of Divine Transformation Realm, how can that little white face be the enemy?"

"Oh! I don't think so, it must be our Qin Lizhun Son who won!"

......

Just when everyone was talking.

The inner sect core disciple named Senior Brother Zhan spoke up: "Zhanping, I'm going to ask Qin Lizhun Son for advice!"

Qin Li glanced at the other party and said indifferently: "I have already felt the enthusiasm of your gift of the spirit stone, and now, you can go down."

Under the stage, there was a burst of laughter immediately.

"Haha, I laughed so hard, he thought he was standing at the reception desk!"

"Haha, such a person can also be the quasi-saint son of our Taixuan Holy Land?"

......

The dozen or so true disciples in the audience also smiled sarcastically, looking at Qin Li contemptuously like a clown.

Only Tang Shaogong looked serious.

Zhan Ping naturally heard the jeers of the monks below, and he couldn't help but sneer.

This little white face, has he figured out whether he is in a challenge match now, it seems that he has to teach him a lesson.

He looked apologetically at Yang Wuyao on the stage.

I thought silently in my heart: Forget it, just give the saintess some face, and don't hit the handsome face of this little white face.