Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

"Zhang Yifeng, what kind of physical skill are you doing?"

Zhang Yifeng had just stepped off the ring when Su Rou's voice came. Her voice was full of astonishment and her eyes were full of shock. She defeated Kuangfengli just by using her physical skills. This physical skill is too terrifying.

Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "Why do I tell you?"

"you!"

Su Rou was uncomfortable with Zhang Yifeng's tone and snorted coldly.

"Forget it if you don't say anything. It's my turn to play in the second game."

Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "Then I wish you success."

"That's pretty much it. Okay, I'm on stage."

Su Rou nodded and walked straight onto the ring.

As soon as Su Rou left, shouts came from all around.

"Zhang Yifeng, you are so awesome, accept me as your younger brother. If I can also enter the first sect, please take care of your younger brother."

"I also want to be your little brother, please protect me!"

In just the blink of an eye, Zhang Yifeng was surrounded by men and women.

Zhang Yifeng had to lament that the world was really in decline now, and said with a cold look: "Get out!"

Once Zhang Yifeng became serious, those female cultivators no longer dared to talk such unscrupulous nonsense. Even, he didn't dare to get too close to Zhang Yifeng.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng looked towards the ring. Su Rou's opponent was just a cultivator at the seventh level of the Bigu stage.

Unless they encounter a pervert like Zhang Yifeng, it would be too difficult for others to kill the enemy across levels.

There was no suspense in the result, and Su Rou won easily.

"In the second game, Su Rou won, and in the third game the personnel came on stage."

The battle still continued, but the next battle was not exciting at all. Zhang Yifeng really wanted to doze off.

At this time, the elders and deacons in the stands had already left. What they wanted to see most was Zhang Yifeng's battle. After Zhang Yifeng showed his absolute strength, they all knew that the number one this time was Zhang Yifeng. The most exciting battle of this session was over. The remaining battles could only make people doze off. It was better to leave directly. Good.

An hour later, all 25 competitions were finally over.

Kuang Yun's voice came immediately: "The first round of competition is over, and the 25 winners come out to draw lots. One of them is an empty lot. Those who draw empty lots will directly pass the second round of competition."

After everyone had drawn lots, Zhang Yifeng stepped forward and drew the last lot.

"I didn't expect that I was so lucky. The last draw turned out to be an empty draw."

There is no writing on Zhang Yifeng's bamboo stick.

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng had drawn an empty lot, the others were a little envious, but they were also relieved.

"Zhang Yifeng must be number one. No matter if he drew an empty lottery this time, anyone who goes up against him will be seeking death."

"Yeah, yeah, luckily it's an empty sign."

During the discussion, Kuang Yun's voice came again: "Okay, let's compete with the one who drew the number one bamboo stick."

The battle was still going on, and soon all 24 people had a winner.

The winning 12 people, plus Zhang Yifeng, were drawn again. Zhang Yifeng was still the last one to draw, and actually got an empty draw again.

Zhang Yifeng finally understood that the empty lottery was clearly left to him intentionally by the middle-aged examiner. If it was not left to Zhang Yifeng, Zhang Yifeng would eliminate a good candidate.

This time, thirteen people were drawn to determine seven winning places. These seven people competed with each other for the top seven rankings. As for the six losers, they competed for the last three places in the top ten.

Soon the top seven were decided, and then there was a one-on-one battle, with every two people fighting each other once.

There was no doubt about the outcome. Zhang Yifeng's opponent took the initiative to admit defeat. Only the young man named Xiang Dahai persisted in fighting Zhang Yifeng, but ultimately ended in failure.

When the sun was three poles high, the top ten were finally selected.

"Today's assessment is all over. The top ten have successfully become disciples of the ancient house. Among them, No. 1 Zhang Yifeng, No. 2 Su Rou, No. 3 Xiang Dahai, No. 4..."

After announcing the list, Kuang Yun added: "The assessment is over, and now it's time to reward the Little Spirit Pills. Since Zhang Yifeng won the championship in all three assessments, the reward was doubled, and he received a total of [-] Little Spirit Pills."

"Su Rou was No. 3 twice and No. 2 once, and got a total of 110 elixirs."

"No.3 Xiang Dahai twice, and got a total of sixty little elixirs. Come and collect the reward."

After the examiner finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng and the other three stepped onto the stage.

Zhang Yifeng looked indifferent, as if the six hundred elixirs did not tempt him at all, and even Su Rou was not interested. Only Xiang Dahai looked excited.

"Zhang Yifeng, here are your six hundred little elixirs. Count them." Kuang Yun threw Zhang Yifeng a small bag with the little elixirs inside.

Zhang Yifeng scanned the small elixir with his consciousness and immediately frowned.

What quality is this? It’s hard to take out a small elixir of this quality. Pills are generally divided into low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade, and top-grade. But Zhang Yifeng really wants to give this little elixir a bad grade!

What a waste of material!

There was no way around it, as Zhang Yifeng was the Pill King in his previous life, he was very sensitive and harsh on pills.

After awarding the Little Spiritual Pill, Kuang Yun spoke again: "Okay, from today on, the ten of you will officially become the disciples of my first outer courtyard, Qingfeng Academy."

After he finished speaking, a disciple immediately asked: "Examiner, I would like to ask, where is Qingfeng Academy?"

"Not here. You guys take a rest here today and follow me back to Qingfengyuan tomorrow."

"Senior, there is another question. Whose sect will we belong to? Who will we practice with in the future?"

"That's a good question. Which deacon will you end up under depends on who comes to see you tonight. I will push your results to the deacons and elders. Everyone go back and wait for the results seriously."

Kuang Yun said, and began to arrange temporary rooms for everyone. Since the number of people was reduced, they could naturally live in one room each.

After Zhang Yifeng returned to his room, he continued to gather his strength into needles to assist in the training of the War Immortal Body.

Since this method is effective, as long as you persist, you will definitely form the first golden point in your body.

Just when Zhang Yifeng was practicing seriously, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

Zhang Yifeng asked in a low voice.

"It's me, Su Rou." Su Rou's voice came from outside the door.

"Su Rou, why did she come to me?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly. His relationship with Su Rou could not be said to be good, nor could he be called friends. Could it be that Su Rou really liked him? Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng felt that he was thinking too much. Although he felt that he was very good, not everyone liked him. He said calmly, "Come in."