Feng Wuyin looked around and sat down on the spiritual platform.
No one objected, so the seat became Feng Wuyin's.
Qinchuan didn't say anything. There were still eight seats left, so he had to get one.
"I am Yu Dalong. Is there anyone who wants to fight with me?" Yu Dalong stood up and looked around.
This young man wasn't big, and he was bald. However, his muscles were like steel, and he was very capable. His eyes were sharp, and he held a plain iron rod in his hand.
"This is Yu Dalong. It is said that he is an expert among the inner disciples. His cultivation is not much weaker than Feng Wuyin's."
"He will definitely get one of these nine seats. No one will fight for it."
Yu Dalong looked around and walked to one of the seats.
The nine seats here were not divided into primary and secondary seats, they were all exactly the same. The only difference was that they faced different directions.
Qinchuan didn't know these people, but he could feel their strength. There were many seats now, so there was no need to fight for it. He would wait and see.
There were still seven seats left!
"I want to take a seat. I hope you won't fight with me." Ye Yue walked out.
"Ye Yue, even if you are a beauty, it has nothing to do with us. I am not convinced." A cold-looking young man walked out. He didn't seem to give Ye Yue any face.
"Lang Chuan, let's see who is better. Whoever wins gets the seat."
"Okay!" Lang Chuan took out his long sword.
Ye Yue used two swords. Her face was no longer swollen.
"So what if you bully a woman? If you are not convinced, come at me. Ye Yue, go up and take a seat. I want to see who is not convinced. "A wild-looking young man walked out.
Qinchuan recognized him the moment he saw him. This was the young man who was always beside Loge.
"Lang Chuan, you …" The young man from before, Lang Chuan, stuttered.
"Get down!"
"Thank you, Brother Lang!" Ye Yue winked at Lang Chuan.
The wild wolf laughed mischievously. His eyes were filled with wildness as he stared fixedly at Ye Yue as if he wanted to eat her up. Ye Yue acted like a little girl as she looked at the wild wolf with an expression of reluctance, which only made the wild wolf fall head over heels for her.
Ye Yue was originally a beauty, and many people drooled over her beauty. Wild Wolf was also one of them. He was the direct disciple of Brother Pei, and had a very high status in the Inner Sanctum.
Seeing the expressions on the two of them, many people in the surroundings sighed in envy. Everyone wanted to touch beautiful women, but most people could only dream about it.
Just like that, Ye Yue took a seat.
Ye Yue, who had taken her seat, looked at Li Yan provocatively. She seemed to be showing off and feeling proud of herself. Her meaning was very obvious. If you have the ability, come and take a seat too.
Most people did not want to argue with a woman, much less a great beauty. Besides, Wild Wolf was also a ruthless person. If they made him lose face, they would definitely be tortured badly by him.
"Hahaha, in that case, it's my turn. I want to take a seat. I wonder if anyone has any objections?" Wild Wolf laughed proudly.
"Well, since no one has any objections, then I will take a seat!" After saying that, Wild Wolf walked toward a spiritual platform proudly.
Wild Wolf took the next seat.
"I'm Duan Lang. I want to take a seat. If any of you don't agree, you can come and fight." A young man walked out.
Qinchuan recognized him. He was Duan Lang, a nine-star talent. He was born with a spiritual body and was the direct disciple of the Great Elder.
"He is Duan Lang, a nine-star talent. He will definitely become a great person in the future!"
"Yeah, it's better not to be his enemy!"
Just like that, Duan Lang took a seat.
There were still four seats left!
Now that the competition had begun, there would be no more chances if they did not fight for it.
"Li Yan, go and take a seat!" Qinchuan said to Li Yan.
"Me?" Li Yan said in surprise. She had never thought of taking a seat. Even when Ye Yue provoked her, she pretended not to see it.
"Well, go, I will take it for you!" Qinchuan said.
Li Yan trusted Qinchuan very much, even if he was an outer sect disciple. She nodded and said, "Then you must be careful. It doesn't matter if you don't have a seat."
Qinchuan nodded.
"Li Yan has a seat. If anyone wants to fight for it, you can come and find me." Qinchuan smiled and said to the people around him.
"Damn, who do you think you are? An outer sect disciple wants to learn from Wild Wolf?"
"Yeah, is this guy's head kicked by a donkey? Even if he is lucky enough to be favored by a beauty, he should have some brains!"
"Beat him up. Who the hell is he? An outer sect disciple. No one will argue with you, but you are pretending to be a big shot here. You don't know what's good for you!"
…
Loge watched with a smile. Even Wild Wolf, who was on the spiritual platform, had a smile on his face. This was the difference between people. At this moment, he was extremely satisfied. The importance of strength.
"I will challenge you!" A young man stood out.
"Interesting. This is the outer sect's number one, Yi Shen. Two outer sect disciples fighting for the spiritual platform here. What a joke."
"Yeah, do they really think that the monkey is king when there is no tiger in the mountain? But it should be interesting to watch. Let's just treat it as a dog fight!"
"That's true. Let's see how these two clowns perform."
The outer sect's number one, Yi Shen. This was the first time Qinchuan saw this guy. He seemed to be around 22 or 23 years old. He looked ordinary and wore plain clothes. His eyes and expression were calm.
The seventh level of the Martial Grandmaster Realm!
With this strength, he would enter the inner sect this year!
"Please!" Yi Shen said to Qinchuan.
Qinchuan took out his golden sword and looked at Yi Shen. Then, he rushed over and stabbed with his golden sword.
Dragon Raises Its Head!
Shua, the golden sword Qi shot out four feet and pointed at Yi Shen. This sword was full of charm, and the momentum was fierce and sharp.
Yi Shen also had a long sword in his hand.
A Graceful Sword!
The long sword in Yi Shen's hand also met Qinchuan's attack with resplendent Xuan Qi, drawing out a graceful sword shadow.
Qinchuan's golden sword didn't change. With a fierce attack, the dragon raised its head and the momentum changed. It directly fell down like a giant dragon swooping down.
Coiling Mountain Tiger Crouching!
Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain!
Boom!
The heavy sword had no edge. Qinchuan's violent sword directly sent Yi Shen flying.
Qinchuan didn't kill him. So Yi Shen only felt the blood and Qi in his body churning, but he wasn't injured. He looked at Qinchuan in shock, completely unable to accept this fact.
He was the outer sect's number one and would soon enter the inner sect. The opponent was only the outer sect's number three. He was defeated in one move. How was this possible?
The cruel reality was placed in front of him. He had no choice but to believe it.
Qinchuan didn't look at Yi Shen. Instead, he looked around: "Is there anyone else who wants to teach me? If not, her seat is hers."
The surroundings were silent. Those who had laughed at Qinchuan shut their mouths. The people around looked at them and suddenly felt like they were a group of clowns. They looked very stupid.
Many of the inner sect disciples from before didn't speak. They didn't even dare to look at Qinchuan.
"Do you think that one of the nine Biers will be taken by an outer sect disciple?"
"I don't know. If so many inner sect disciples are taken by him, then it'll be embarrassing!"
"Embarrassing. The group of inner sect disciples kept laughing at him. Now it's all quiet. Li Yan has a seat, and this Qinchuan will also have a seat."
…
There were only nine Biers. Theoretically, they should sit based on their strength. They couldn't stand up for others. But the rules were that the dead were alive. With Wild Wolf taking the lead, Qinchuan's side was much smoother.
No one spoke anymore.