There is no future for menial disciples? I draw talismans to achieve immortality

Looking at Ge Jiuxian, whose face was filled with joy, Xu Changshou couldn't help but nod.

Only those who advance in the first round of eliminations will be given a name.

Before, whether they obtained the Golden Dragon Order or drew lots, they were not eligible to report their names.

The second round of the competition began. The battle was more intense than the first one. In less than a quarter of an hour, the second round of the competition ended.

"Now, the first round, the third competition, begins. Those who have number three, please come on stage!"

Among them, only Qi Tai'a was number three. After hearing Feng Modu's words, Qi Tai'a flew into the formation holding the Golden Dragon Order.

After glancing at Qi Tai'a on the platform, Xu Changshou turned his gaze to Lu Wanmei and asked, "Daoyou Lu, do you think Daoyou Qi can advance?"

Lu Wanmei shook her head and said, "Junior Brother Qi can't possibly advance, let alone enter the Golden Dragon Ranking. His purpose in coming here is to enter the top 1,000."

"Qian Qiang?"

Xu Changshou nodded slightly.

In addition to the Golden Dragon List, Taizhou also has a Top 1,000 List and a Top 10,000 List.

However, the Top 1,000 and Top 10,000 lists are not official competitions, but competitions spontaneously organized by those who failed to make the list.

After the Golden Dragon List is decided, the competition for the Top Thousand List will begin, and after the Top Thousand List, it will be the Top Ten Thousand List.

Let alone the Golden Dragon List, for ordinary people, the Top Ten Thousand List is already an unattainable existence. Anyone who can make it to the Top Thousand List will be famous all over the world.

"correct!"

Lu Wanmei suddenly looked at Xu Changshou and said, "Fellow Daoist Xu, you could take part in the competition for the top thousand. With your strength, you have a chance to make it into the top thousand."

"A thousand strong?"

Xu Changshou looked at Lu Wanmei with deep eyes.

Lu Wanmei nodded and encouraged: "I believe you can make it into the top 1,000."

"Forehead……"

Xu Changshou was speechless after hearing this. It turned out that in Lu Wanmei's mind, his strength was enough to have a chance to enter the top 1,000.

"There's no rush now. I'll wait until I advance."

"Promotion?"

Lu Wanmei looked at Xu Changshou in disbelief, as if what Xu Changshou said was a fairy tale.

Although she found it unbelievable, Lu Wanmei didn't say anything.

Xu Changshou asked, "Friend Lu, are you confident in advancing?"

Lu Wanmei said with a determined look, "My goal is to be in the top 100."

"Great!"

Xu Changshou gave her a thumbs up.

Her own goal was to be in the top 100, but she let Xu Changshou challenge the top 1,000. Obviously, in her heart, she felt that Xu Changshou's strength was far inferior to hers.

At this time, the competition on the cloud platform began.

Qi Tai'a met an opponent whose strength was similar to Qi Tai'a's, and the two fought to a standstill.

In just a cup of tea, Qi Tai'a was at a disadvantage.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Qi Tai'a was defeated. Just after he was defeated, his opponent was defeated by a stronger man in one move.

Lu Wanmei was right. Qi Tai'a's strength was indeed not enough to advance.

You know, a melee of ten people is different from a one-on-one duel.

Without absolute strength advantage, it is difficult to stand out from the ten people.

Those who can win are basically much stronger than others.

After his defeat, Qi Tai'a came to Xu Changshou and smiled bitterly: "Strong, too strong, each one of them is a pervert!"

The competitions continued one after another, and soon reached the eighteenth round.

Shang Wanjun’s jade slip is number 18.

In this battle, Shang Wanjun was ultimately defeated and failed to advance.

The competition continued. The Golden Dragon Ranking competition was held day and night, and soon it was the morning of the next day. By this time, more than a hundred competitions had been held.

At noon, it was Leng Jinxian's turn to play, and Leng Jinxian had the 140th sign.

Glancing at Leng Jinxian, Qi Tai'a said, "Fellow Daoist Xu, I feel your friend is very strong. Do you think he can advance?"

"Um...I think so."

Xu Changshou thought about it and then said this.

Leng Jinxian is ranked first in the Canghai Sect's top 100 list. If Leng Jinxian cannot advance, it is enough to show that no one in their Canghai Sect can advance.

Therefore, Xu Changshou would rather believe that Leng Jinxian could advance.

After all, Leng Jinxian represents the entire Canghai Sect.

At this time, the eyes of the Great Elder Nie Tianwen and the Sixth Elder Ye Jingwan fell on Leng Jinxian with anticipation in their eyes.

Leng Jinxian is their last hope.

On the other side, the Qingxuan Sect's Great Elder Wu Zongsheng and Fourth Elder Liu Shilin looked at Leng Jinxian with amusement in their eyes.

When the battle started, Leng Jinxian showed his extremely strong fighting ability from the very beginning. As soon as he came on the field, he easily defeated an opponent.

Afterwards, Leng Jinxian continued to exert his strength and defeated another person.

His condition was pretty good at this time, and not much spiritual energy was consumed.

Xu Changshou nodded secretly. Leng Jinxian was indeed the number one person in Canghai Sect. He was obviously much stronger than Qi Tai'a and others.

Soon, Leng Jinxian met his third opponent. This opponent was extremely powerful and much stronger than Leng Jinxian.

The terrifying magic was used, forcing Leng Jinxian to retreat step by step. In half a cup of tea, Leng Jinxian was knocked off the cloud platform.

Next, the man swept all opponents and successfully advanced.

"Hahaha, they lost, they lost, Fellow Daoist Nie, both of you Canghai Sect members have been defeated. You have no chance."

Liu Shilin, the fourth elder of Qingxuan Sect, laughed and jeered.

Wu Zongsheng laughed and said, "Vague, too vulgar. I never thought that the disciples of Canghai Sect would be so vulgar. Fellow Daoist Nie, how did you teach your disciples? In my opinion, you Canghai Sect members should not participate in the Golden Dragon Ranking competitions in the future. It would be shameful to participate. It is better to stand aside and watch the fun."

"hateful……"

Nie Tianwen was so angry that his beard was shaking, and he didn't dare to refute a word.

Ye Jingwan was also very angry, and the palms of her hands in her sleeves turned white.

"This is the strongest person in your Canghai Sect, nothing special!"

Lu Wanmei looked at Xu Changshou and made this comment.

"I……"

Xu Changshou wanted to say something but didn't say it. The people of Canghai Sect were indeed not strong enough, so what could he say?

Next, the competition continues.

In the 143rd game, a middle-aged man with white hair finally won. Xu Changshou knew this middle-aged man with white hair. His name was Wu Cangyuan, and he seemed to be the great-great-grandson of Wu Zongsheng.

"Well, Cangyuan, well done, you made your grandfather proud! Hahaha, hahaha!" At this moment, Wu Zongsheng laughed particularly wildly.

Nie Tianwen and Ye Jingwan's faces were as dark as iron.

Their Qingxuan Sect already has a Lin Shixiang on the top 100 list, who is currently ranked fifty-seventh.

Now, another person has advanced, and advancement means having a ticket to enter the Golden Dragon List.

Compared with others, they were completely crushed.

"Congratulations, Wu Cangyuan from Donghua Qingzhou has advanced. Now the 144th match begins!"

Hearing Feng Modu's voice, Lu Wanmei went up to the platform holding the Golden Dragon Order.

Xu Changshou looked at Qi Tai'a and asked, "Fellow Daoist Qi, do you think Fellow Daoist Lu can advance?"

"can!"

Qi Tai'a nodded, seeming to have great confidence in Lu Wanmei.