I have Nine Female Disciple

The disciples of the inner courtyard of the Sifang Temple have been inferior to the disciples of the inner courtyard of the Burning Heaven Academy throughout the ages.

In each session, at most two or three people in Sifang Temple can enter the small world of no-mind!

And now, there is another Bolan Academy ranked second.

In this way, how many people in the Sifang Temple can rank in the top ten in this red feast, and how many people can enter the small world of no-mind?

"Oh... my own disciple is weak, no wonder others..." Wu Xuan sighed, feeling aggrieved!

However, when he saw Jiang Chen and Tian Xue out of the corner of his eyes, there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes!

This year is different from previous years!

This year, there are people in the inner courtyard of Sifang Temple!

"This year's rules are still the same as before, except that there is one more Bolan Academy." Jing Qi said: "Each institute will send 20 people, one to one, until the top ten."

"I have no problem with Bolan Academy," said the dean of the inner courtyard of Bolan Academy.

Wu Xuan didn't say much, things have reached this point, what else can they say?

Start chanting!

The Fentian Academy and Bolan Academy had already selected people, but because of the rush of the Sifang Temple, they hadn't decided who would participate.

However, everyone knew that Jiang Chen and Tian Xue would surely be able to fight.

As for the others, it depends on Wu Xuan's arrangement.

"The top ten in the inner courtyard, please go up and participate." Wu Xuan said, but frowned, his eyes swept across the group of disciples behind him, seemingly embarrassed.

It's just because he doesn't know that with so many disciples in the inner courtyard, besides the top ten disciples, which disciples are stronger.

"Jiang Liu, Bai Fengyu, Nalan Meier, chanting long songs, Hua Lianyi, these people can participate." Jiang Chen said: "If they lose, I will be responsible."

When these words came out, Wu Xuan couldn't help but glanced at Jiang Chen in surprise.

He knew Jiang Chen's strength, and it was indeed very strong.

But Wu Xuan is not very clear about the strength of Jiang Liu and others.

"These people have never entered the top ten in the inner courtyard. Why can you let them compete with a word of yours!?"

"Yes, who do you think you are?"

...

At the same time, many people began to speak, expressing dissatisfaction.

"Let you go to the competition, can you be 100% sure to win?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and whispered, "You don't have one, but they do."

"Oh, I have never fought before, who can say a hundred percent victory?" Someone refused.

"After the battle, if you lose, then it will be too late." Jiang Chen stared at him, "Believe it or not, as you are. But if you are allowed to go up and lose, it is not only yourself that will lose face, but even the Sifang Temple will be ashamed. !"

When everyone heard the words, they were silent.

To tell the truth, so many inner court disciples actually understand in their hearts that they are just playing a formality.

After all, the previous red feasts, the Sifang Temple could not reach the Burning Heaven Academy.

What's more, now there is another Bolan Academy.

"Okay, let a few people from Jiang Liu go up." Wu Xuan didn't have any good candidates. Since Jiang Chen proposed it, he agreed.

After all, in his heart, this year's Red Feast, Sifang Temple can enter the top ten, it is estimated that only Jiang Chen and Tianxue.

The others are just making up the number...

If it was Wu Xuan's thoughts, Jiang Chen and Nian Changge knew about it, I was afraid it would be bleeding!

After all candidates are determined, the next step is to draw lots.

There are three houses, each with twenty people, a total of sixty people.

Draw numbers from one to sixty, number one and number sixty, number two and number fifty-nine, and so on.

After more than ten breaths, sixty people were drawn.

Jiang Chen glanced at the number plate in his hand and couldn't help but smile.

It's just because he drew number one, and next to him, a disciple from Sifang Temple held number sixty in his hand...

This means that Jiang Chen's first fight is to fight his own...

"It's okay, there is only one civil war..." Wu Xuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after reading everyone's number plates.

What he worries most is Jiang Chen and Tianxue fighting a civil war!

If these two get together...

"He too..."

At this moment, Jiang Chen felt his eyes locked on his body.

Staring at him, he saw that among the disciples of Burning College, Mu Xingyun was looking at Jiang Chen with a smile on his face.

"What a coincidence..." Jiang Chen whispered, seeing Mu Xingyun wave the number plate at him.

Under this look, Jiang Chen shrugged indifferently.

Mu Xingyun, the 17th, and Jiang Liu and others are all staggered.

"Go to war!"

Not long after, with a long roar, I saw people walking up the three arenas.

Jiang Chen was holding the number one, naturally he was the first to play and came to the middle ring.

However, he waited for a long time in the ring, only to find that no one came up.

"What's the situation?" Jiang Chen was stunned. After looking around, he remembered that his first battle was with his family...

"What to fight...I don't know your strength..."

At this moment, among the disciples of the Sifang Temple, the young man holding the number sixty plate muttered with a depressed expression on his face.

Immediately, he chose to admit defeat very directly, and didn't even want to enter the ring...

"No. 1 ring, Sifang Shenyuan No. 1 wins." Jing Qi is the host of this red feast.

Following his words, Jiang Chen walked off the ring with a strange expression.

"Frozen!"

At this moment, a soft drink came from the second ring.

In an instant, the people around felt an icy air permeating, like winter is coming!

Looking up, I saw Bai Fengyu standing in the sky on the second ring, frost layered around him, and a layer of frost filled his eyes!

On its skin like ice crystals, azure blue Shenxi was flowing, when the slender jade hand pressed it down, the power of the lunar yin exploded!

The opponent, although he was trying his best to resist, was still sealed by ice and turned into an ice sculpture!

If it hadn't been for Jing Qi to make a timely move and melt away the frost, Bai Fengyu's opponent would probably be seriously injured if he didn't die!

"The second ring, Sifang Shenyuan No. 2 wins." Jing Qi announced the victory and looked at Wu Xuan with a strange expression.

He was very curious that the disciples of the Sifang Temple in this session looked a bit glamorous.

According to past practice, in the first battle, the disciples of the Sifang Temple were basically eliminated.

Now, Sifang Temple has won two games in a row.

"This little Nizi...it's terrible..." Wu Xuan looked at Bai Fengyu a few more times, and then asked Jiang Chen, "The physique is a bit special."

"Yeah." Jiang Chen nodded: "Lunar Eucharist."

Regarding Bai Fengyu being the Lunar Eucharist, Jiang Chen didn't have to hide it.

After all, Wu Xuan's strength can be seen sooner or later.

"Master, am I good?"

At this moment, Bai Fengyu jumped to Jiang Chen's side, with his head held high, staring at Jiang Chen, as if asking for credit.