The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

An hour later, all the high platforms had decided the final winner.

Zhan Nianchuan opened his eyes and jumped onto the high platform. Unlike the excitement and pride on the faces of the other nine final winners, he was exceptionally calm and natural.

All the disciples in the room noticed Zhan Nianchuan and started talking.

"Who is this? He looks unfamiliar, but he looks really good."

"She must be a new disciple who has only been here for a few years. He is so strong."

"How strong as hell, he only has the cultivation level of the third level of Qi Condensation! I think he mostly relies on the power of magic weapons."

"Yes, most of it depends on the sharpness of the magic weapon and the number and strength of the talismans. Otherwise, how could he become the number one on Channel 8?"

The disciples who have not watched the competition on the 8th platform are talking a lot, and they all think that Zhan Nianchuan must have relied on external forces to win. No matter how strong a disciple at the third level of Qi Condensation can be, the disciples who have watched the competition between Zhan Nianchuan and Zhan Nianchuan must have won. The disciples started to argue, and the scene was very lively for a while.

A quarter of an hour later.

Chen Qizhi on the stage said loudly: "Now, all the disciples have a chance to challenge the top ten disciples on the stage. The winner can take his place and start the challenge."

There was a commotion among the disciples in the audience, and several disciples who felt they were unlucky came on stage one after another and began to challenge.

There were only a few challengers on the other high platforms, and no one dared to take the stage on stage 9 where Lin Hongzhi was. Lin Hongzhi stood proudly with his hands behind his back, looking like a lonely master.

Channel 8 naturally had the most challengers, and they actually had to queue up one by one.

The young man in soap clothes smiled bitterly when he saw this. It wasn't that he didn't find it troublesome, but he actually knew quite a few of these people, and he would definitely be beaten all over his head later.

The first person to take the stage was a big man with a hand-held machete and a sinewy face. He had a sixth-level Qi Condensation cultivation level. He felt that he was unlucky. He met Lin Hongzhi in the first round and was knocked off the stage. This time he must defeat this third-level Qi Condensation level. The guys at the top level got off the platform and became the top ten disciples.

The young man in soap clothes looked at him with pity on his face. This big man had a good cultivation level. It was not impossible to challenge other disciples successfully, but he chose to challenge this freak. He was really blind.

"Step down!"

The big man screamed wildly, and two fireballs popped up one after another. The machete followed suit. The wind howled and the sword slashed towards Zhan Nianchuan, with the power to cut the opponent in half.

Looking at the incoming fireball, Zhan Nianchuan looked calm and motionless. Even the young man in Zaoyi thought that he was going to smash the fireball with one punch like before and then fight at close range.

However, to his surprise, Zhan Nianchuan suddenly jumped up high, dodged the incoming fireball and sword light at the last moment, and dropped from the sky like a beast and punched the opponent heavily.

"Good come!"

The big man exhaled and raised his knife, intending to chop Zhan Nianchuan's fist into pieces.

Suddenly, the fist opened and several fireballs popped out, directly hitting the sword light.

There was a loud bang, the fireball shattered, the sword light was scattered, the big man's machete was slightly deflected, and the falling Zhan Nianchuan had already slapped the machete crookedly, and was already less than two feet away from the big man.

The layer of protective spiritual light that the big man had managed to gather in a hurry was instantly smashed by Zhan Nianchuan's punch and hit him.

A shrill scream rang out, and the big man was blown away from the high platform like a straw. He fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

In order to frighten the challengers behind him, Zhan Nianchuan had no choice but to make a heavy move in the first game.

The challenge continues…

"Bang——" The sound of the sword breaking sounded.

A disciple on the sixth level of the Qi Condensation Disciple was holding a broken sword, staring at the sword light less than a foot away from his neck, and said with a bitter look on his face: "I give up."

The already small team of challengers completely disappeared.

Looking around, no one dared to challenge him. After all, his actions of crushing the opponent with ease and cutting off the opponent's magic weapon just now were too dissuading. The magic weapon is so expensive, who dares to come up and be beheaded.

The young man in soap clothes coughed dryly, looked at the frightened disciples in the audience who had no intention of fighting, and asked aloud: "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge No. 102?"

No one responded.

"Junior Brother Zhan, you are quite skilled. Are you interested in competing and competing?" Lin Hongzhi suddenly said on the high platform next to him.

He had long been dissatisfied with Zhan Nianchuan who was so popular. This man actually stole the limelight from him. He couldn't bear it. Especially when I saw Senior Sister Tong Xi looking at Zhan Nianchuan with her beautiful eyes wide open, I felt even more uncomfortable.

"Not interested in!"

Zhan Nianchuan refused bluntly. There was no benefit in fighting Lin Hongzhi. It was better to practice more while he had this time.

"Humph, isn't Junior Brother Zhan scared? Don't worry, Senior Brother will be measured in his actions." Lin Hongzhi pressed forward step by step.

All the disciples in the audience instantly became excited, the atmosphere became heated, full of expectations, and they began to fight.

Among the new disciples and the original No. 1 outer sect, who is the strongest among the younger generation of Lindan Peak? Everyone's curiosity was piqued.

To everyone's disappointment, Zhan Nianchuan just smiled faintly and did not respond.

He has no intention of replacing Lin Hongzhi as the first outer disciple of Lindan Peak, just for the sake of a false name and no benefit at all.

If it weren't for the fact that only the top ten outer sect disciples from each peak had the opportunity to enter the Nanlu Secret Realm, he would have even planned to sneak through.

At this time, the remaining nine high platforms had already competed for the final winner, and the selection of the top ten outer disciples was completed.

They all stood proudly on the stage, feeling the envy and jealousy of the disciples in the audience, accepting the cheers of the disciples, and their expressions were full of excitement.

Becoming one of the top ten outer disciples means that they will receive generous rewards, and will also have the opportunity to receive guidance from Tong Dachuan. If they win the confrontation conference, they will even receive a Foundation Building Pill!

"Ten major disciples come on stage!"

Following Chen Qizhi's loud shout, the ten disciples quickly walked onto the high platform and lined up in a row to salute Tong Dachuan.

"Very good. As the top ten outer disciples of our peak, you must work hard to improve your own strength. You must defeat Yunlong Peak in the sect confrontation conference in half a year! Do you understand?" Tong Dachuan's voice was stern.

"understand!"

The ten disciples answered in unison, full of energy.

Tong Dachuan nodded with satisfaction, waved his sleeves, and ten jade bottles appeared out of thin air and flew towards the ten people.

Everyone took the jade bottle and their faces were full of joy. This bottle of Qi Gathering Pill was very valuable. Normally, outer disciples could only get one pill a month, but there were twenty pills in this jade bottle.

Zhan Nianchuan was naturally relieved when he got the jade bottle, but on the surface he still looked overjoyed.

"The contribution points awarded to you have been transferred to your identity tokens. In ten days, I will use the tokens to ask you to come to the Summit Hall to listen to my sermon. Now, please step aside."

The ten people saluted again, and all except Lin Hongzhi walked to the audience.

After Tong Dachuan said a few words of encouragement to the many disciples in the audience, he waved his sleeves and left. At this point, the Lindan Peak competition ended successfully, and everyone began to leave.

Zhan Nianchuan was standing there, thinking about how to give Zhu Guo to Tong Dachuan, when a soft and sweet voice suddenly came from his ears, "Come to the top of the mountain tomorrow, my father wants to see you."

"This is good. At least you don't have to worry about how to get close to your benefactor." Zhan Nianchuan nodded to Tong Xi on the stage, said he understood, and followed the crowd down the mountain.

Lin Hongzhi's face turned gloomy on the stage.

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