The competition is divided into left and right half areas. After the top four, the first of the two half areas expelled from the corner will directly obtain the quota, the second of the two half areas will compete at the end, and the winner will get the last quota.


    Chen Ze is in the left half with Ling Shifeng, but not in the unified group. The match between two people can only be the final semi-finals. Who wins and who gets the first.


    It''s interesting. Think about the tit for tat between the two at the auction. Ling Shifeng was spitted out by Chen zekeng, and later was stirred by Chen Ze twice to marry Huang. It can be said that he had a big feud.


    When Ling Shifeng saw that he and Chen Ze were divided into one and a half areas, he was very happy, and even expected that Chen Ze would hold on to the end and let him solve it.


    When Wen Leng saw the list, he was in a cold sweat. He copied a copy and came to see the old ancestor. He asked Tianya with doubts: "Sir, it''s a competition. The cultivation of those who get the immortal Oracle is not as good as him. The immortal trace seems to be of no great use to him."


    "Shall I ask for instructions, sir?" asked Leng.


    "No, sir, you have your own intention to participate. This time, you tell the three who want to make clear their attitude towards Ming xiumo. Since he won''t let us intervene, he won''t restrict us in the competition for immortal oracle. Fortunately, Jingchang isn''t in the same area as Sir, otherwise our dangerous chess will become a way to die." asked Tianya.


    The Wen family has always pushed the second ranked person in front of the world, but the Wen Jingchang really cultivated by the family has been hidden. Even this time, he didn''t get a quota for the straight entry of the immortal trace. He just wanted to get one more quota.


    "Lao Zu, what''s in the immortal trail? Why do you take such a big risk to let Jing Chang get an extra place?"


    Kunlun snow ruins was opened once in a hundred years. The last time it was stolen by Tuwu Qianhe, the great hidden families did not compete. Up to now, two hundred years later, no one knows what''s in it except those who have become legends and survived.


    "You can''t say it, you can''t say it." asked Tianya, "this is the prerequisite for us to enter the immortal trail. We need to make an absolute oath and keep everything inside secret. I can only say that it''s extremely dangerous. A little carelessness will kill us."


    Asked Leng, listening to the mystery: "Lao Zu, how can such a thing as oath be credible? No one will abide by it now."


    "Every time the immortal trace is opened, someone survives, but now the major hermit families have no records of the immortal trace. Do you know why?" asked Tianya.


    Asked Leng puzzled and shook his head. He asked Tianya, "that''s because all the people who leak the secret are dead. They die by oath. And those who steal the secret will be chased and killed by those who come out of the fairy trail."


    In fact, this matter makes Leng wonder why the people who come out will pursue and kill the leaker.


    Give these casual practitioners a three-day rest and the quota competition officially begins. On the first day, 16 people will be eliminated. Two Biwu platforms will fight at the same time, and the speed is not slow.


    There is still some pomp in the Ling family. The huge martial arts competition field can accommodate thousands of people. There are only one or two hundred people in each family, including casual repair. The viewing area assigned to everyone is not crowded and very lively.


    Duanmu family and Ling family are married. Duanmu Youwei nods to Chen Ze slightly opposite. They are not in the same half of the District, and even she doesn''t want to take part in the quota competition at all. If Duanmu didn''t play a lot among the younger generation, she just wanted to hide in the special department and do her own drug research.


    "Duanmu Youwei, you''re really passionate about this wild boy. Look at him. He doesn''t forget to bring women here. You have no position in front of him." Ling Shifeng said.


    "Do you think everyone is the same as you. Men and women make friends just to be together?" Duanmu is afraid that it is a rare person around Chen Ze who doesn''t move his feelings.


    Ling Shifeng is very depressed. If Chen Ze didn''t stir up the game, now the little doctor of Duanmu family is his fiancee, so now he directly obtains the quota and stands on the viewing platform on one side to watch the excitement.


    "You pray that he doesn''t go too far, or I will abandon him accidentally." Ling Shifeng spoke arrogantly.


    Duanmu looked at him cruelly, "it''s up to you? Hehe..."


    Sometimes wordless disdain is more maddening than any vicious irony. At least Ling Shifeng is really angry, staring at Chen Ze and almost spitting fire.


    In the first scene, two casual practitioners were drawn together, and their accomplishments were just the strength of Mingjin''s seven or eight weights. I''m already a leader in casual cultivation. You come and I go when they fight. It''s hard to separate.


    Another battle was fought at the same time by a child of the Lian family. The opponent was a sanxiu with clear strength and eight strength, but the duel between the two was less than a minute from the beginning to the end. The casual monk was shaken out of the Biwu platform without even making it through three moves.


    Winning so cleanly, lianshengyi clapped his hands excitedly: "well, it''s worthy of being my son of Lianjia."


    Everyone also looked with approval. The young people who got the quota on one side sat together. Lian Qin, the first person in my family, turned his head proudly, "see, this is the strength of my family. My cousin''s strength is strong. At the beginning, I only narrowly won one point. This time, my family will get two more places."


    "My Sheng family brother also has dark strength. Once he is rebuilt, even you can fight. It''s ridiculous to want to get two places." said another rebellious man.


    Everyone''s genius is fighting openly and secretly because of the young generation''s combat power ranking. How can we sit together at this time.


    The most silent fear is that Su hanzhe is the only one. He ranked last among the nine people in strength, only Ming Jin cultivation, and even the people sent to fill the special line had dark strength.


    He hates those who are in a special place, and he hates Chen Ze, who is also in a special place.


    The battle between the two casual practitioners on the stage is still fierce. Another competition on the second martial arts competition platform has begun. This time, it is a duel between the children of two aristocratic families, one of which is Duanmu Youwei.


    Although Duanmu Youwei ranks high among the younger generation, the ranking is simply untrue. Like Duanmu Fuyuan, a super expert, even Ling Nanyan can defeat. Another example is that Wen Jingchang is not in the list at all, but a strong man of dark strength cultivation.


    "It''s good to have micro cultivation, and should be able to last two rounds." Ling Nan said with Duanmu Fuyuan on his side.


    "The cultivation of this girl is such a thing. I just hope she won''t be seriously injured. Anyway, our family is not an orthodox martial arts family and doesn''t care about the competition for the number of immortal tracks." Duanmu Fu went a long way.


    The duel with Duanmu Fuyuan is a son of the Lei family. Their cultivation is similar. Just when everyone thought that the duel between the two would last for a while, the outcome was surprising. Duanmu Youwei overturned people with only four moves. The outbreak of combat power was amazing, which really surprised everyone.


    Duanmu Fuyuan caught a glimpse of Chen Ze and decided that her sister must have learned a lot of exquisite martial arts from Chen Ze during her stay at the special bank.


    "Accept!" the beautiful little medical fairy embraced her hand and stepped down smartly, winning bursts of applause.


    At this time, the duel between the two casual practitioners was also divided. One of them won by a weak advantage and forced him out of Biwu platform.


    It was two more games. Finally, it was Ling Shifeng''s turn to take the stage. One face-to-face shocked people out of Biwu platform. When the scattered man fell to the ground, he tilted his head and vomited three mouthfuls of blood, and his face turned pale immediately.


    This scene made all the parents present a little unhappy, and Ling hanhuan was also unhappy. The strength gap on this occasion is so great that everyone''s face is better so far. In this way, wounding people is equivalent to bullying others, making them lose face.


    "Too much!"


    Duanmu Youwei went over to check the injury for the man, and then handed him two pills: "this is the medicine I prepared myself, which can alleviate your injury. Don''t practice violently in recent months, and cultivate yourself."


    "Thank you, Duanmu girl." the monk thanked him, relieved his breath, got up and stepped aside.


    After the inspection of Biwu station, the host shouted: "next time, Chen Ze to Sheng Liangyong!"