The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"Combat strength list?!"

When the disciples heard this, they were all stunned.

Is it possible that you will not have to compare in the future, just look at the rankings on the top of the battle list, you can know who is strong and who is weak?

In that case, what else does it mean?

With this doubt, nearly ten thousand disciples raised their heads and looked at the huge golden list floating above the misty peak.

"Is there a new list again?"

The elders like Gong Qingqiu also stopped and watched.

The battle list is very big.

It is a list refined by Ye Feng. It is a low-grade spirit treasure. After unfolding, it is ten meters wide and the length of the hanging reaches thirty meters. The whole body is golden, like a round of the sun.

There are many complicated runes on its surface, which looks quite subtle.

From top to bottom, a hundred names are written in purple ink.

"Number one on the battle list, Mo Ying!"

"Second in the battle list, Huo Yunjie!"

"The third in the battle list, Liang Wanfen!"

"Competition list..."

Everyone looked at the battle list, and read the names of the disciples of the Misty Sect on the list from top to bottom.

"Junior Sister Mo is still number one, too strong!" After seeing the name of the number one, Li Jiaojiao took the lead to congratulate Mo Ying next to her, without any doubt in her eyes.

Mo Ying's strength is very strong.

This is obvious to all the old disciples.

"You are still number one." Huo Yunjie sighed as he looked at the battle list, then glanced at Mo Ying not far away.

"It's only temporary." Mo Ying was not proud.

Ye Feng stood on the misty peak, carrying his hands on his back, and said: "The combat power list can be changed at any time. Once someone's strength increases, the ranking on the combat power list will change."

"Whether the battle list is authoritative is up to you to check."

Ye Feng added.

After all, he returned to the head hall.

"I'm only the fifteenth place...Impossible? I am the first person in the younger generation of the 18th ancient tribe, and in the sect, I'm actually out of the tenth place?"

Han Yonghui looked at the battle list with surprise in his heart.

He never thought he would be the first.

Of course, he hopes so.

But I didn't expect that I was not only not the first, nor the top three, and even the top ten could not even get in.

"Fifteenth...Do you look down on me?"

Han Yonghui was not reconciled, looking at the fourteenth place on the battle list, his eyes fixed on the name of "Shi Lei".

"Big Brother Generation?"

Han Yonghui's eyes condensed, and then he raised his head and looked at Shi Lei who was standing on the edge of the peak of the Misty Peak.

During the period of entering the sect, he often saw Shi Lei, and had a lot of affection for this honest and honest big brother.

Shi Lei is generous and honest, and treats others gently. If the disciples of the sect have any difficulties, he will lend a helping hand as soon as possible. He is well-known in the sect.

"Big brother is above me, I admit it."

Han Yonghui secretly said.

He continued to look up, and ranked thirteenth, Jia Yulan.

"Jia Yulan...a generation of senior sister, it is said that she is the eldest lady of the Jia family in Baifu City, but she has not many achievements related to her, and it is impossible to judge how strong this person is."

Han Yonghui continued to look up.

"The twelfth-ranked disciple Li Qiankun...I am very strange to this person. Does he have any abilities?"

Han Yonghui was puzzled.

He decided to challenge Li Qiankun.

The top of the misty peak.

Looking at the list, Long Tianxing smiled:

"Haha, I am fourth! Jiaxi is fifth, Liang Wanrou is sixth, Liang Wanyu is seventh, Zi Ling is eighth, Ping An is ninth, Nanny Ruyu is tenth, Senior Sister Jiaojiao is eleventh, Li Qiankun is twelfth, Yu Lan Thirteen, big brother fourteen, they are all pretty good!"

"I'm actually above the big brother, isn't it possible?" Li Qiankun stared at the battle list, his eyes widened.

Shi Lei patted Li Qiankun's bald head, and said: "Qiankun, you are good at deduction. When you are in a battle, you can deduct the opponent's methods, but of course it can't be weak! Besides, don't you also break through the triple spirit of the sea?"

Li Qiankun nodded: "Yes, I just broke through, mainly because I was ranked higher in the disciple standings weekly list last time, and I got a lot of cultivation base initiation, and I successfully broke through."

After a pause, Li Qiankun said, "I am ranked twelfth. I won't be challenged by others?"

"No, who will challenge you when you are full and nothing to do?" Poisonous Milk King said calmly.

As soon as he said this, everyone stared at him.

"Hmm!" Wang Ping'an hurriedly covered his mouth, realizing that he seemed to be giving poisoned milk again.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a figure of Junyi carrying a long sword flew to the top of Misty Peak and bowed his hands to everyone.

"Hello, brothers and sisters of the first generation, I am the third-generation disciple Han Yonghui, and I am here to ask the second-generation brother Li Qiankun for advice."

Han Yonghui's voice was calm.

However, his eyes are very sharp.

not far away.

Qingshan Jianzu is playing chess with the leader of the Blood Lotus Sect, and several Taishang elders are sitting nearby watching.

"Han Yonghui went to challenge Li Qiankun. It seems that you, Qingshu Sword Sect, are going to deflate on the first day."

Sovereign Shadow Demon Sect laughed.

"Take a bit of hardship and take a long lesson, so you won't be able to sit on the well and watch the sky." Qingshan Jianzu focused on playing chess without squinting his eyes.

However, his divine consciousness has long enveloped the whole family.

Even the movement of a certain disciple who was farting was caught by him, so naturally he would not miss this discussion.

The top of the misty peak.

Hearing that Han Yonghui was about to challenge himself, Li Qiankun couldn't help but touched his bald head and looked at Wang Ping'an who was dodging his eyes.

"Brother Wang, you..." Li Qiankun was speechless.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Wang Ping'an hastened to poison the milk:

"Cough cough! Look at Junior Brother Li, Junior Brother Han Yonghui is so handsome, handsome, and suave. I promise that he will win beautifully. As for you, work hard and you won't lose too badly."

Hearing this, Li Qiankun looked weird.

Han Yonghui raised his eyebrows when he heard the words.

"It seems that even a generation of Senior Brother Wang feels that there is a problem with the battle list, otherwise, he can't think that I can beat Senior Brother Li."

Thinking of this, Han Yonghui's confidence greatly increased.

He once again said, "Brother Li Qiankun, can you enlighten me?"

Li Qiankun glanced at Wang Ping'an, thinking that he had poisonous milk added to him, even if he shot with his eyes closed, he should win.

So he took a step forward and said, "Since Junior Brother Han wants to learn from each other, how can I refuse, as a Senior Brother?"

"Brother Li agreed?" Han Yonghui's eyes lit up.

"Yes, let's compare now!" Li Qiankun nodded, he was afraid that if the delay was too long, the effect of poisoned milk would be gone.

"Then, let's go to Zongmen Square to fight, the old rules, 300 rounds, stop." Han Yonghui smiled.

"Good." Li Qiankun nodded.

Whoosh!

All the disciples at the top of the peak fell.

"Shock!"

"The chief brother Han Yonghui among the three generations of disciples wants to challenge the second generation brother Li Qiankun."

"It is said that Senior Brother Li Qiankun is also the third level of Linghai Realm, and his cultivation base is the same as Senior Brother Han."

"You said, who can win?"

"If it is inferred from the battle list, Senior Brother Li Qiankun can definitely win."

"That's not necessarily!"

News of the two men's fight spread quickly.

In a blink of an eye, thousands of people gathered around Zongmen Square, looking at Li Qiankun and Han Yonghui who were facing each other tens of meters away.

They are constantly discussing, negotiating about winning or losing.

"Brother Han, you can definitely do it!"

"I think Brother Li Qiankun can win. After all, he is the twelfth in the battle list, higher than the fifteenth brother Han."

"Huh! Who told you that you can win if you rank high in the power list? There is no specific combat power, only the ranking. Maybe, the two are almost the same in combat power?"

"Yes, maybe Senior Brother Li Qiankun's performance was unstable and was easily defeated by Senior Brother Han?"

"Bold!"

The disciples present were divided into two factions.

One part supports Li Qiankun~www.readwn.com~ and the other part supports Han Yonghui, which is too noisy.

Some disciples even tried to learn on the spot.

If it weren't for being pulled away, I'm afraid they will start fighting.

"Brother Li, I have to take the shot first!" After a moment of confrontation, Han Yonghui took a deep breath and took the lead.

"You do it!" Li Qiankun was calm.

He has Wang Pingan's poisonous milk halo, and he has just consumed a lot of evil spirits, deducing this game, he has everything in mind and is very confident.

Cang!

Han Yonghui drew his sword out of its sheath and quickly cut it down.

Suddenly, the sword wind howled.

The atmosphere of the scene is on the verge!

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