C237 Small tricks (1/2)
Meng Yu looked at the other five people on the stage, his gaze cold.
However, there were still six people standing on this stage, including him.
And there were only five slots to advance.
”Who is it? Get lost!”
Meng Yu shouted.
With this shout, a thin disciple standing at the edge of the stage was frightened out of his wits and rolled off the stage!
This scene left many disciples dumbstruck.
When Meng Yu got up on stage, no one else made a move, but because of Meng Yu, they all levelled up!
About an incense stick of time later.
All the arenas had their victories.
Core disciples were promoted to sixty people, inner disciples to one hundred and twenty people.
After another round of screening.
The 24 core disciples were promoted to this stage.
They rested for a while.
As for the inner court disciples, they were already in the middle of the ranking competition.
”This time, the core disciples will fight to the death.”
”First stage, Cai Jiaojiao against Zhong Yan.”
”Second stage, Li Zheng against Xu Hai.”
”Third …”
Ximen Lei reported the names of the disciples that were going to battle.
Meng Yu was assigned to the sixth stage, facing a cultivator of the fourth level called Yang Tie who was from the Ding Kang camp.
After fighting for more than 30 rounds, Yang Tie was kicked off the stage by Meng Yu, defeated.
What was shocking was that Ning Ximeng and Ning Ximeng were also in the same group.
After this pair of sisters walked onto the stage, Ning Ximeng pulled her sister and chatted for a while before turning around to admit defeat.
As he watched his sister's retreating figure, Ning Xilan recalled what his sister had just said: ”My mother was killed by someone, so it's not my fault. At that time, he had already given up many things to save my mother, but the distance is too far, he won't be able to make it.”
But there was some disdain at the corner of Ning Xilan's mouth: ”He left many things behind? Why is it that I can see him still dealing with matters in the sect? ”
This time, Cai Jiaojiao, Li Zheng, Su Yuyan, Xia Ting and the others also won by a slight margin.
Amongst the twelve people who advanced to become core disciples, the strongest were Ouyang Tushan and Ning Xilan who were wearing masks, following closely behind them were Fu Wenjian, Jiao Wuhen and the rest.
Ximen Lei did not continue to announce the competition between the core disciples.
Because the ranking competition on the side of the inner court disciples was going to the critical moment.
Half an hour later, the inner court disciple ranking was out.
The first place was Jing Jiansheng and the second place was Lin Ying. The two had just entered the first level of Fetal Origin Stage and had decent talent, so they were both added to the ranking competition against the twelve core disciples.
As for the inner court disciples who entered the third to sixth place, they were qualified to fight against the core disciples again. However, they all gave up.
Beneath the Main Platform, stood the fourteen most talented people in the sect.
”The Ranking Tournament is about to start. No matter if it's the inner or outer court, as long as they can obtain the top 50, the sect will reward them handsomely.”
”In addition to bestowing him a thousand Elemental Stone s, two Spiritual Middle Grade tools, two White Butterfly Blood Ginseng s, and other things, the sect will also bestow him the first place in the final Core Disciple Ranking. Sect Master will also bestow this person the position of Young Sect Master!”
When Ximen Lei's cold voice sounded out in the ears of the crowd, their eyes were burning with passion.
Putting aside the generous rewards, this position of Young Sect Master was already the future ruler of the sect!
Even Meng Yu, Su Yuyan and the others were moved when they heard this.
In this world, who could be so dismissive of rights?
Many of the spectating disciples cast their gazes towards the masked Ouyang Tushan.
In their eyes, Ouyang Tushan, this kind of powerful being, had already half a butt sitting in the position of Young Sect Master.
A few of them were already feeling pleased with themselves.
This was because they had been on good terms with Ouyang Tushan. When he was still an outer sect and inner sect disciple, he had even been in the same dorm as them. Perhaps they had sparred with each other before, or perhaps they had both gone out together to complete missions.
In their eyes, they had seen Ouyang Tushan's tall and big body, and they were all looking forward to their future good days.
And the only person that could challenge Ouyang Tushan seemed to be that ice cold senior sister Ning Xilan.
”Senior Brother Ouyang and Senior Sister Ning, looks like you two are Young Sect Master's most powerful competitors.”
”They are all Second Elder's men. Sigh, the position of the Sect Master is no longer stable. ”