After the drawing of lots was completed, a list of participants was quickly posted, and a group of disciples immediately gathered around to watch. After this method of drawing lots, every disciple that participated in the Nine Mystical Examination would fight two rounds with the other two disciples.


    Within the two matches, two disciples who had won and one disciple who had lost would be able to advance to the next round. As for the disciples who had lost both rounds, they would be eliminated.


    The reason why they did not follow the method of deciding the victor in a match to advance into the next stage was because in a battle to determine the victor, there would often be other disciples with great potential buried and there was still a lot of room to unleash their potential.


    For example, if Lee Lingfeng were to face Dongfaang Chen, then Dongfaang Chen would be eliminated the moment he loses, and with Dongfaang Chen''s strength, he would definitely not stop there.


    Therefore, in order to prevent such things from happening, every disciple would have two matches. Even if one of them lost, they wouldn''t be eliminated because of it.


    Of course, if someone had picked an opponent as strong as Lee Lingfeng, and he was struck by another strong opponent, then that person would truly be out of luck.


    "Humph!" I never thought that my second opponent would be him! " Gu Fei, mixed in with the group of disciples, looked at the list of contestants for the first round of competition that was posted, and revealed a smile that was not a smile.


    One of the two opponents was someone he knew. He hadn''t thought that they would meet in the first round.


    "Hehe!" Gu Fei, you are really unlucky this time! " Suddenly, a strange voice was heard from his side.


    When Gu Fei heard this voice, he couldn''t help but frown. He didn''t even need to see to know who the owner of this voice was, he was too lazy to bother with this annoying fellow.


    Seeing that Gu Fei was ignoring him, he actually did not retreat, and instead went close to Gu Fei''s ear and said in a low voice: "If you are willing to return that talisman to me, I might be able to tell Senior Brother Dongfang to make your loss look better, and not look so ugly."


    "Hmm?" Gu Fei suddenly turned his head, his eyes shooting out sharp eyes like the edge of a blade, staring straight at the uninvited guest, he said solemnly: "Wang Yuanzhi, I didn''t think that you would be so shameless to this extent, is this the so called young master of a noble family?"


    The man had originally been frightened by Gu Fei''s sharp gaze, but when he heard Gu Fei''s words, his face changed from shock to anger. The muscles on his face twitched slightly from anger.


    "Haha!" Gu Fei, you have guts! " After that, he turned and walked in Dongfaang Chen''s direction. It seemed as if he was going to find Dongfaang Chen to vent his anger.


    Some of the surrounding disciples had already noticed this and were extremely shocked. They did not understand why Gu Fei dared to anger Wang Yuanzhi.


    In the Taixuan Sect, Branch Vein of Green Spirit Peak were all trash, and this had already become a consensus among the disciples. Moreover, Gu Fei''s cultivation was always at the bottom among the young generation disciples in the sect. Why was he so confident this time? Isn''t he afraid that Wang Yuanzhi will settle the score with him?


    Originally, the news of Gu Fei defeating Wang Yuanzhi had not spread throughout the sect, but Wang Yuanzhi actually had some methods up his sleeves, causing the two disciples who were on good terms with him to keep it a secret.


    Sure enough, Gu Fei saw that Wang Yuanzhi had whispered something into Dongfaang Chen''s ear, and Dongfaang Chen''s gaze immediately turned to look at him, a light flickering in his eyes.


    But no one would have thought that, the current Gu Fei, was not afraid of him. This Wang Yuanzhi''s cultivation is only at the peak of the Fifth Layer, and Gu Fei''s cultivation is already higher than his by two whole levels. The current Gu Fei, is able to defeat Wang Yuanzhi with just a hand, so why would he care about this person who is weaker than him?


    Even if it was Dongfaang Chen, he could only be considered to be at the same cultivation level as him. Moreover, amongst cultivators of the same level, he was born with the upper hand, and was stronger than cultivators of the same level.


    "Senior Brother, what did that Wang Yuanzhi come over to say to you?" Zhao Zirou walked over from the side and asked worriedly. She still knew Wang Yuanzhi''s character, he was an exquisite figure among the young disciples.


    "Haha, it''s nothing …" Gu Fei did not want Zhao Zirou to know the grudge between him and Wang Yuanzhi.


    Just as Zhao Zirou was about to say something, a" dang "sound came from the Taixuan Hall. With a sound, a melodious bell sound rang out, and all the disciples immediately became excited. For a moment, the originally noisy plaza immediately became silent.


    That sound also interrupted Gu Fei and Zhao Zirou''s conversation.


    He took a step forward, and surveyed the countless number of disciples in the plaza below the stairs, and said with a clear voice. "Let the competition begin."


    With that, he waved his sleeve and walked back to his seat, sitting down. The rumbling sounds of the drum suddenly resounded through the clouds, as though the battle on the battlefield was taking place at the same time. When Gu Fei heard this, he suddenly felt as if his blood was boiling.


    "It''s starting!"


    After a round of drumbeats, the group of disciples swarmed towards the nine arenas in the plaza. Within the nine arenas, eighteen people went up to fight each other at a time.


    "Senior Brother, I''m going up!" Zhao Zirou was one of the eighteen people who got onto the stage for the first time.


    Gu Fei looked at Zhao Zirou, and said: "Mn! I wish you victory in the beginning! "


    Zhao Zirou''s face inexplicably flushed red, and actually revealed a trace of bashfulness, before walking towards one of the arenas.


    The nine stages, from the first stage to the ninth stage, were arranged in a straight line. Zhao Zirou fought with someone in the third stage.


    At this time, all of the disciples from the Purple Bamboo Peak had already gathered below the stage. Zhao Zirou''s opponent was a disciple from the Full Moon Peak named Chu Zhan.


    The disciples of the Full Moon Peak also came down to cheer with Chu Zhan.


    "Master!" Zhao Zirou came to the bottom of the arena and smiled at her Master Yan Xingyun, but there was not a trace of nervousness on her face.


    "Be careful!" Zhao Zirou''s Master, Yan Xingyun, ordered. Yan Xingyun, was a graceful middle-aged female Daoist from the Purple Bamboo Peak.


    The competition of the same sect ended just like that. However, the competition was a competition after all. Occasionally, there would be a mistake and the opponent would be injured.


    Zhao Zirou replied, then fiercely stomped on the ground with her right leg. Her body immediately soared into the sky, and gently landed on the stage. Even without any Dao arts, one could leap onto a ten feet high arena.


    Zhao Zirou was as beautiful as a flower, her clothes were as white as snow, and the majority of the disciples below the stage, including Purple Bamboo Peak, were male.


    At this time, Zhao Zirou''s opponent from the Full Moon Peak also leapt onto the stage. The two of them walked closer to each other, and when the distance between the two parties was about three meters, they stood still.


    Zhao Zirou cupped her hands towards Chu Zhan and said: "Please enlighten me, Senior Brother Chu."