Martial Arts Arena, the audience stage is crowded with people.
A large number of sect disciples came here to watch the battle.
"Why don't you see the particularly stunning-looking junior sister?"
"That one looks good, very pretty, I like it."
"Can you guys stop being so vulgar and coming here just to see your junior sister?"
"Otherwise? If you don't look at Junior Sister, what's so interesting about this new disciple's martial arts competition?"
"You can still see Junior Brother!"
In an instant, there was no one around the male monk who wanted to see his junior brother, and they were all scared away.
"Look, it's Senior Sister!"
Someone exclaimed, and the monks in the audience all looked in one direction.
A woman carrying Wine Gourd staggered onto the audience stage. In addition to her stunning appearance, the most eye-catching thing was the first breast muscles of the Feather Emperor Immortal Sect.
Miao Xia walked to the elders' viewing platform and lay down directly.
"Why would Senior Sister come to see such a sterile battle? Is he here to see his handsome junior brother?"
"You think Senior Sister is like you."
"I guess Senior Sister simply drank too much and ran to the wrong place."
Seeing the decadent appearance of Big Senior Sister Miao Xia, many monks had complicated expressions on their faces.
Back then, Senior Sister was not like this, but Feather Emperor Immortal Sect was the most perfect woman in everyone's eyes. She had an alluring appearance, the best figure, and Talent was absolutely stunning.
At the age of eight, he entered Invincible Path and swept through the ranks. Until three years ago, he met an opponent. After defeating him, he became decadent, started drinking, and went crazy all day long.
Several elders appeared and sighed helplessly when they saw Miao Xia's appearance.
The battle three years ago was a huge blow to her, and she still hasn't recovered from it.
At this time, an elegant-looking man came over, picked up Miao Xia, straightened her up, and sat next to her.
Seeing this man, the disciples who were discussing him nearby immediately shut their mouths and sat upright, as if they had seen something terrible.
Several elders were also obviously stunned.
"Elder Miao, why are you here?"
"Can't I come?" Miao Jing said calmly.
"That's not what I mean... but, Elder Miao hasn't come to watch a game in so many years. Why are you here today?"
Several elders noticed that Miao Jing not only came to watch the battle, but also seemed to come in his true form.
The other elders are all ordinary Avatar. They don't have time to send their true bodies for such a small matter.
What's even more strange is that Miao Jing and Miao Xia are both here, something is wrong.
"I have fallen in love with a disciple, please don't rob me."
Miao Jing has an elegant temperament, like a gentleman, but only those who know him know who he really is.
Upon hearing that he wanted to accept a disciple, several elders became serious.
"Elder Miao, the sect master has ordered that you cannot accept disciples."
Miao Jing's path to enlightenment is too special for normal people to walk and is dangerous, so the sect prohibits Miao Jing from accepting disciples.
"I won't let him go my way. You will know later."
Miao Jing doesn't care about any bullshit orders.
Several elders Tenth were very curious as to which genius could make this guy Miao Jing think so highly of.
"Coming."
Miao Xia, who had been drunk all the time, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Martial Arts Arena.
The other elders followed her gaze.
Two people came in at the entrance. One was wearing black clothes, with a stern face and calm eyes.
Another man was holding a chicken coop with his head full of excitement. He looked around and waved hello when he saw the elders.
"Isn't this the disciple that Northern Wilderness Immortal Sect came over? Elder Miao wants to accept him as his disciple?"
An elder recognized Yang Luan as a disciple of the Northern Wilderness Immortal Sect who came to their sect to learn swordsmanship.
But Yang Luan came to their sect to learn swordsmanship, and Miao Jing came to their sect to learn swordsmanship, which was not the same path at all.
Could it be the disciple next to him?
The eyes of several elders turned to Jiang Ping An next to Yang Luan.
"He looks very stable. Which clan does this person belong to?"
Only the heirs of the great Lineage, with special Talent, can be favored by the arrogant Yang Luan.
"No, he is from the Lower Realm." Miao Jing responded.
After hearing the origin of Jiang Ping An, several elders suddenly lost interest.
Lower Realm Talent creatures are limited, and the probability of growing up is too low.
Although I don't know why Miao Jing values this person, it doesn't matter. It has nothing to do with them. At most, he is just a little curious.
Among the elders, one of them turned gloomy.
This person has a curly beard and curly hair, somewhat similar to the Qiu Yuan Jiang Ping An saw before.
This elder is none other than Qiu Yuan's grandfather, Qiu SiPing.
Qiu SiPing never expected that Miao Jing would actually accept Jiang Ping An as his disciple.
If Jiang Ping An really enters Miao Jing's door, then he will never have a chance to make a move again.
Jiang Ping An must be solved in this competition!
Fortunately, I was prepared in advance and found five strong men at the same level as Jiang Ping An.
Although killing is not allowed during the competition, accidents are always inevitable.
Even if he does kill, he will not be severely punished.
Qiu SiPing has promised several people that he can be their master.
For these disciples, becoming a direct disciple is their dream.
Jiang Ping An didn't die last time, it seems because someone helped him. This time, he will definitely die!
Qiu SiPing said loudly, "Disciples who are not here yet please come quickly. The competition will begin in half an hour, and the drawing of lots will begin now!"
"What a coincidence", he happened to be responsible for managing the lottery.
There are a total of 3,241 entry-level disciples at the early stage of this field, competing in pairs.
In the duel, there will be an odd number of players, and there will be a bye opportunity.
A bye is also called a lucky draw. If you win this draw, you won't have to compete and will advance directly to the next round of competition.
Whether you can make it to the end depends on luck and strength.
Even if you can't make it to the end and get a good ranking, if you show good fighting skills in the battle, you still have a chance to be favored by the elders.
The new disciples on Martial Arts Arena began to line up to draw lots.
Take a piece of paper from the box in front. Each piece of paper has a number. People with the same number will compete together.
Qiu SiPing stood behind the lottery box, looking at Jiang Ping An who was queuing up, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "A reptile dares to fight with an immortal, I'll watch this immortal kill you."
At this moment, Jiang Ping An suddenly shouted, "Someone cheated in the assessment!"
His voice was loud, and as soon as he said these words, the entire Martial Arts Arena fell silent for an instant, and everyone looked over.
"Cheating? What cheating?"
Jiang Ping An Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he continued to speak loudly:
"I have a grudge against the elder who is responsible for drawing lots. Now he has arranged an opponent to kill me. I request that another elder be replaced to be responsible for drawing lots."
Qiu SiPing's eyes widened with a look of disbelief.
Only he knew about this. How did Jiang Ping An know?
This guy is Heavenly Fate Master, can he tell fortunes?