C800 (1/2)

The next day, when the sun rose again, there were still people standing under the Biwu stage. They were still the people of yesterday. There were also some defeated disciples. Although they were defeated, no one wanted to stop to see the excitement that happened once in decades.

At eight o'clock, a man appeared on the stage. He coughed and waved his hand. The people below stopped talking and listened quietly.

”Today's competition is the same as before. As long as you have the ability to climb the opposite platform, you will be the winner.” The speaker pointed to a table in the distance.

The platform is in the shape of a tower. The lower it is, the smaller it is.

It was the first time that Zhang Xiaojian heard of such a contest. She frowned because she had drunk too much last night.

Kongo remembered at this time that he called Zhang Xiaojian together and said, ”there are many disciples under other masters, but we are few. You must work together and help each other, so that you can rush forward. Otherwise, if you are dispersed, you will not be able to get the first prize

Several people nodded and did not speak.

Kongo knew that Zhang Xiaojian didn't care, not to mention these people. Even if they went out more, they didn't matter. What he worried about was that the other two disciples were useless and unintentional.

Originally, I just hope that one person can rush into the top three, but things will change at any time. Now he hopes that his three disciples can rush into the top three.

The bell rang, melodious, so that everyone's heart when a burst of tension.

Unintentional, useless, two people immediately ran to Zhang Xiaojian's left and right, eyes nervously staring at the surrounding situation.

”Go ahead, get ready to start.” Kongo said.

The crowd on the field began to retreat, making way for a huge field in the middle.

All the more than 70 people saved yesterday stood in the middle.

However, the past of these people stand very regularly, all of them are centered on Zhang Xiaojian and spread around.

Empty valley in the distance also noticed this, the first burst of bitterness in the heart, feel some something wrong.

No, they won't unite against their own people. Empty valley guessed in his heart.

”Start.” People on the stage waved.

Zhang Xiaojian and aimless useless have not understood what is going on, Wuxiang, heartless has already rushed over, the golden Chan stick and Dharma stick in their hands are not polite to greet them here.

Not only the two of them, but also other people, the magic weapon in their hands, are also greeting the three of them at the same time.

”Grass, what kind of play is this?” The empty valley in the distance not only scolded.

Not far away from the spirit of the smile, quite proud to look at the valley.

Zhang Xiaojian also felt that she was wrong. After a little hesitation, Qingyun sword had already been flying in the air, which instantly turned into countless swords, enveloping the three of them.

The next second, Zhang Xiaojian will come out of two groups of golden light, covering the unintentional useless. As soon as she raises her hand, the two people have already flown out and landed directly under the platform.

”Come on, leave me alone.” Zhang Xiaojian speaks.

Unintentional, useless, also understand the meaning of Zhang Xiaojian, now drag people are they, as long as they rush up, estimated Zhang Xiaojian absolutely no problem.

Zhang Xiaojian's hand, everyone can see clearly, ethereal face a change, mouth turned up a trace of bitterness.