But if you are prepared, you don't have to take it out in the first game.

These back-hands are all prepared for the final ranking competition, and now it is just for experience.

The female cultivator conceded defeat, the transparent shield opened a door, she left, and the disciples below came up.

Meng Changjin looked very serious at first, but when he saw it later, he became a little listless.

Frowning slightly, the match between the two sides did not have the effect they wanted to see.

Probably guessed that many people are playing their ideas, so both sides are also hiding their true strength.

Meng Changjin was a little disillusioned, and if he didn't do his best, he couldn't see it at all.

What cards do they have, and they still don't know anything at all.

Rather than looking at it here, it's better to study the balls of the lottery.

Many people around here are carrying this thing, and they have taken it out before, but now they have not put it in the storage bag.

Meng Changjin stared at the ring match with the appearance of an old god. In fact, her consciousness had spread out and she was studying the ball held by the person who was standing closest to her.

Divine consciousness cautiously invaded into the ball, and after seeing the scene inside the ball clearly, Meng Changjin's eyes widened slightly, revealing a look of surprise.

On the side, there are actually many people who are doing two things in one mind. While observing the game on the stage, they are observing Meng Changjin.

Although Meng Changjin said that he was just here to watch the fun, whoever believed it was a fool.

Since it will be an opponent, it is natural to know more about it, so as not to be planted in time, it will be a big shame.

The problem is that losing people is a small matter, but losing resources is a big deal.

As a result, those who observed Meng Changjin suddenly found that Meng Changjin was looking at the ring with a look of surprise.

Several people who secretly observed Meng Changjin: ...

I was surprised by what was doing. Could it be that found out what was wrong with the two in the ring?

A few people carefully observed the stage, but couldn't see it at all!

Could it be that Meng Changjin found something they didn't?

But is this possible? Obviously thought it was impossible, but these people still doubted themselves from the bottom of their hearts.

Doubt his eyesight.

In fact, Meng Changjin did find something they didn't find, but it wasn't on the stage, but the ball drawn by the lottery.

She knew that the result of the lottery was shady, but she didn't know how at first.

After all, the box made of the spirit stone really cannot be detected with divine sense, and Meng Changjin doesn't know what the shady secret is through Yun Che.

Now she finally knew that Yun Che had made a shady scene through these balls drawn.

After Meng Changjin carefully used his spiritual sense to invade several small balls in a row, he completely understood the principle.

The spiritual consciousness of the box made of spirit stones cannot be detected, but in the balls drawn, there are some specific small balls that have a divided body of consciousness.

To put it simply, when the lottery put their hands into the box, Yun Che, or some monks with a strong sense of consciousness in the monk alliance, will control the small ball they envisioned and send it to the person.

This should not be all controlled, but only part of it.

The expression on Meng Changjin's face changed slightly, and he hissed softly: "Done!"

She wants to do something big!

Since the opponent can control the ball, so can she.

If these small balls will be recycled and used as props for the next draw, then her arrangement will not be in vain.

At a critical time, she also engages in shady scenes, and can also let the sects she wants them to meet in advance.

Thinking so, Meng Changjin did the same.

After the first round, there will be fifty-five denominations that will win. The next time the ball is drawn, all the balls will not be needed.

However, in order to prevent accidents, such as Yun Che's battle between the two sides whose numbers add up to one hundred, Meng Changjin still decided to attach some spiritual sense to the small balls that were not put into storage bags and other storage equipment.

She has a lot of consciousness, cutting a little bit and attaching it to the ball, not to mention hurting the bones, it's just nothing.

The purpose of the cultivator's alliance is probably to prevent the strong first, and Meng Changjin agrees with this.

But when necessary, it is not impossible to create an Asura field.

Maybe even in the top ten.

Meng Changjin kept calm, and silently attached the small balls that were not in the storage equipment in the third arena to his consciousness.

After spreading around and confirming that no small ball was missed, Meng Changjin suddenly walked out of the crowd.

As soon as she walked away like this, the people who were secretly observing her were stunned again.

They found that they really couldn't understand Meng Changjin. At first, Meng Changjin said that she was just here to watch the fun, but everyone who heard this sentence didn't believe it.

Watching the fun? What a liar!

But now that Meng Changjin suddenly left, everyone was stunned.

Could it be that they guessed wrong? Is Meng Changjin really here to watch the fun?

Otherwise, how could she explain that she only watched the beginning of the test and then squeezed out of the crowd?

The eyes of the few people who surreptitiously observed Meng Changjin looked at each other in the air, and then they all looked away and turned to the ring.

As for whether Meng Changjin is really watching the fun, they are really not sure now.

Say she's not, but she behaves in a similar way.

Say she is, everyone is afraid of making a mistake in the judgment and finally letting her out.

Since it can't be determined, a few people decided to observe it by the way, but don't pay too much attention.

People's energy is limited, and they need to observe a lot of people, not to mention the issue of Meng Changjin.

If it is determined that Meng Changjin will be an opponent, then not only Meng Changjin but also the entire Wanhuang Sect must be observed.

Not everyone has a strong consciousness.

When they observe people, they must observe with their eyes. A person only has one pair of eyes, and the number of people who can stare is limited.

Meng Changjin doesn't know what these people are thinking. She no longer cares about observing her strength. She wants to do something big now.

And now everyone is not doing their best, and what has been observed is basically useless in the back.

It's more important to engage in shady, and then you can do a wave of big things!

This time, there might be a big change!

And this big change, if nothing else, was done by myself.

Don't say it, I'm really excited to think about it!

Meng Changjin left the third arena and walked towards the fourth arena. After staying in the fourth arena for a short time, after attaching some spiritual power to the ball drawn, he observed the referee's level and continued. Go to the fifth arena.

The referee's strength in the fourth arena is probably the strength of the first stage of the seventh-rank. It seems that the monk alliance is not so embarrassing, and can produce ten referees of the eighth-rank.

At the outermost layer of the crowd in the fifth arena, Meng Changjin continued to repeat his old tricks, attaching all the balls that were not in the storage equipment to his consciousness.

Then look at the strength of the referee.

The referee of the fifth arena is also of the strength of the seventh-rank realm, but it is better than the first stage of the fourth arena. This person is in the middle stage.

Meng Changjin still didn't stay here for too long, and continued to go to the sixth arena.

Before the end of the first game, she wanted to attach all the small balls that could be attached to the power of divine consciousness.

Otherwise, as soon as the first match is over, more balls will be thrown into the air as the starting center of the shield.

Continue, the next ring, the sixth ring.

When Meng Changjin passed by, Elder Cen Rong found her in the crowd.

Elder Cen Rong is a little strange, didn't the head go to the third arena to watch the fight? How can it be here now?

Could it be that it's over there?

Shouldn't it, it's only been so long, no matter how fast it is, it won't be so fast, right?

Cen Rong squeezed out of the crowd, walked to Meng Changjin, and said in a low voice, "Sect Master, where's the end?"

Seeing Elder Cen Rong coming out, Meng Changjin did not rush to answer Elder Cen Rong's question, but instead asked, "Is the ball on you?"

Elder Cen Rong was a little puzzled, but still took out a small ball with twenty-six printed on it from the storage bag: "Here."

Meng Changjin nodded and changed the subject: "In the third arena, I thought we would see a wonderful match, but after watching it for a while, both sides were training, and they didn't fight seriously, and it was meaningless to watch. "

Cen Rong's little balls, after listening to Meng Changjin's words, pondered for a while, and suddenly realized.

Yes, everyone probably wants to see the strength of the two sides. They know it well, and they may also want to keep some trump cards, so it is normal for both sides to not use their full strength.

There may be some kind of tacit understanding secretly reached.

Meng Changjin chuckled: "I'll go to the other arenas and look at it here. The pills are ready. Although I tell them to win, I will admit defeat for them when necessary."

"Understood." Elder Cen Rong nodded earnestly, watching Meng Changjin walk towards the seventh ring, and she returned to the crowd.

In fact, everyone in Wanhuangzong saw the Sect Master on the periphery. Seeing the elder and Sect Sect exchanged a few words, and now seeing the elder coming back, everyone was so curious that they were scratching their heads.

But Elder Cen Rong didn't say anything at all, glanced at everyone, and walked silently beside Elder Huaishui.

Elder Huaishui glanced at Cen Rong, and suddenly sounded: "Is there something wrong with the head?"

Cen Rong looked at the top of the ring, her lips moved slightly, and she said with a voice transmission: "No, let's call the group of brats to admit defeat when necessary."

Huai Shui suddenly understood and didn't say any more.

In fact, Meng Changjin does not need to say this, they will do the same.

The ones they brought this time were all of good aptitude. Although some people would die every time during the Great Competition, the two elders were the same as one of the Wanhuang Sect.

Meng Changjin probably understood what the two elders thought, because she thought so too.

Let the disciples experience the experience, but it is the experience if the life is saved.

Life is not saved, is that called experience?

That's called death.

But now Meng Changjin can't care about that side, there are two elders sitting there, and there are countless medicinal pills in preparation, and Wuyimen is not too strong, the problem should not be big.

She continued to turn round by arena, and after one turn, there were more than 60 threads in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

Each of these threads is connected to a ball, but unfortunately not one hundred and ten!

In the first game, there were only 20 balls, but in addition, some people threw the balls into the storage equipment. Meng Changjin was worried that the intrusion into other people's storage equipment would be detected, so he simply gave up.

In fact, there are more than 60 small balls, which is basically enough to operate.

Wait for the next round to see if there is a chance, and it is the most stable when all are attached to the power of consciousness.

Meng Changjin's abnormal state naturally attracted many people's attention.

It's not that no one goes from one arena to another, but she is the only one who has walked through ten arenas like Meng Changjin.

Above the hall, there are more than a dozen figures standing.

If Meng Changjin had seen it, he would have found that the dozen or so people, except for Yun Che, were the heads of the sects in front of them.

"This Wan Sect Master, what's going on?" Yun Che was also puzzled. When he saw Meng Changjin walking towards the third arena, he wondered if Wanhuang Sect wanted to compete for the top 20.

As a veteran ninth-rank cultivator, he still has this vision.

When the people of Wanhuangzong first arrived, he praised Meng Changjin for being beautiful again, but he didn't really like Meng Changjin's face.

He just felt that in this cultivator world, the younger and more beautiful the cultivator, the stronger the strength.

As the quality of life improves and life expectancy increases, people will naturally become younger and younger.

These people only thought that Yun Che was beautiful, but in fact, he was just building a good relationship with the powerful cultivator.

The Cultivator Alliance has been able to preside over the Hundred Sects Competition for so many years, that's all because of his popularity!

If it wasn't for his good relationship, why did Baizong let him host the Derby?

Because he is handsome?

Yun Che admits that he does not have such a big face!

Fortunately, Yun Che's words were only in his own mind. If he said it, I am afraid that many people would swear directly!

Then said the last sentence, Yun Che, this immortal, is not only an old woman, but also shameless!

"I want to see them all." Beside him, hearing Yun Che muttered in a low voice, a sect master said disapprovingly.

"It's too fast, what can you see? Oh, people with high eyes and low hands!" On the side, another sect master opened his mouth, but he snorted coldly, extremely disdainful.

This is the head of the sect that ranked second in the competition last time. As soon as he said this, no one else said a word whether they recognized it or not.

They didn't think Meng Changjin was what the other party said, but there was no need to refute anything.

What does Meng Changjin have to do with them?

To put it bluntly it doesn't matter.

There are many female cultivators in the Wanhuang Sect, and many male cultivators from other sects become Taoist companions, but among the talented people who are close to the front sect, few of them have formed a Taoist companion with the female cultivators of the Wanhuang Sect.

Tianjiao has the pride of Tianjiao, they are strong themselves, and they also hope that their Taoist companions are also strong.

As for ordinary disciples and female cultivators of Wanhuang Sect forming a Dao Companion, they would not receive much attention from people like the headmaster.

"Hehe, I don't think so. This person has already reached the peak of the seventh-rank realm, and he is only one step away from the eighth-rank. Looking at the other's bone age, it is estimated that he is only fifty or sixty years old. Pinjing, I'll kill you old ghost then." Wusong smiled and spoke slowly.

Shenmen can be the first sect, it is difficult to say that there is no reason why Wusong does not underestimate any opponent.