At this moment, Chu Yi suddenly heard Bailixi's name, so he raised his head and looked at the ring with concentration. Bailixi was already standing there with a gloomy face. Chu Yi observed his combat power and had reached 3,600 points, much stronger than before.

"It's actually the combat power of a ninth-grade martial soldier!" Chu Yi couldn't help but be shocked.

Although Chu Yi doesn't take Bailixi's current combat power seriously, how did he improve in such a short time? Could it be that after escaping at the last minute, his psychology undergoes a terrible transformation and embarks on another path?

Chu Yi knew that this was very likely.

Although the warriors on the Tianwu Continent did not clearly separate the righteousness and evil like the ancient martial arts era on Earth, they basically tended to be open and upright martial arts lineage. However, people with strange martial arts occasionally appeared, but no one would say they would encircle and suppress them. Of course, these people usually die early.

How great is martial arts? But once you go off the road, even if you can make great progress in your cultivation in a short period of time, it will eventually leave hidden dangers. It is possible that you will suddenly die one day.

Bailixi's current true energy will never exceed the scope of a seventh-grade martial arts soldier, but his combat power is two levels higher. Combined with his gloomy expression, Chu Yi can basically confirm that this guy has entered the evil path. The huge psychological pressure is probably tormenting Bailixi day and night, and it is already good not to become a madman.

His opponent is an eighth-rank martial artist with a reserved and confident expression on his face. After all, in terms of true energy, this person feels stronger than Bailixi, so he poses quite handsomely.

Generally speaking, he is so young that he has the strength of an eighth-rank martial artist and has the capital to be proud in any city in Guangwuzhou, so his arrogance is understandable.

It’s just a pity that this is a battle between life and death. Even if your strength is higher than your opponent, it doesn’t mean you are a sure victory. Chu Yi sighed slightly, and the young man on the stage who was full of longing might soon turn into a corpse.

"I..."

The eighth-rank martial arts master wanted to say a few words to let Bailixi recognize the gap between them and admit defeat with pleasure, just like when a few people were facing the Wuwei level. Unfortunately, he was not Wuwei level, and Bailixi's mentality is far beyond the reach of a person. Therefore, before this person finished speaking, he found that the extremely cold sword edge had been handed to him.

At this moment, he couldn't help but be shocked, and he didn't bother to scold the other party for not following the rules. He could only turn his body in a hurry and avoid a sword that was in his chest.

However, at this time, he suddenly saw the gloomy smile on the corner of his mouth. Before he could taste it, he felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and the cold sword penetrated into his abdomen at an extremely strange angle.

"Ah!" The man looked at the long sword that penetrated through his lower abdomen in disbelief, and with a puff, it penetrated from the middle of his throat. His mouthfuls of blood gushed out. His eyes became like a dead fish, looking at Bailixi, as if he couldn't understand why he was defeated so quickly and died.

However, at this time, his body was completely alive and he didn't even have the strength to speak. His body shook a few times, and his life passed quietly.

"Bang!" He finally fell to the ground. Before that, Bailixi's long sword had been pulled out and he whispered, "Idiot." Then he walked off the stage with big strides.

This scene was definitely not the most dangerous and beautiful, but it was undoubtedly the most cruel. Many martial arts children showed unbearable expressions on their faces, and some fragile girls even started to cry in a low voice.

Only the martial arts schools in the referee's seat had no expression on their faces. The road to martial arts is extremely difficult, and every step may be filled with death. But if it weren't for this, how could the warriors have such a special status that a martial lieutenant could establish a noble family?

If it was really so easy, who would pursue the path of martial arts? These martial arts schools also came here when they were young, and the group of martial arts children died in large numbers back then.

"Chu Yi, he is looking at you." Zhuo Qingzi suddenly noticed Bailixi's eyes glimpsing coldly here, and couldn't help but shivering. We used to be from the same martial arts academy, but Bailixi now looks so strange and terrifying.

"I know." Chu Yi said with a smile, his eyes meeting Bailixi in the air without any fear.

Bailixi had an unscrupulous murderous intent in his eyes, because he blamed Chu Yi for all his experiences. When one person began to resent another person, no matter where he got the grievances and unwillingness, they would be counted on the other party's head.

Bailixi quickly left here, and he was covered in crazy evil spirits, and no one was willing to provoke him.

"What a terrible madman. What made him like this?" Wan Kunhua and Tieman looked at each other in the corner of the dojo and murmured. Although with their strength, Bailixi is not their opponent, at most it is just a little trouble. However, when they saw this person on the first day, his strength was still very low.

"This time, the three people in Hancheng should not be underestimated. Ao Tianqiong's strength makes me feel a little unfathomable. There is another person, which is..." Tieman said, looking at Chu Yi with a distance.

"Zhao Qian'er actually has such a fiancé! I don't know what the elders in her family think. However, Chu Yi was able to get their favor. If he was to say that he was really like the news we found, I really couldn't believe it." Wan Kunhua shook his head and said.

The most important thing in this martial arts competition is the top three, because the rewards are very generous, and the reward for the first place is a set of lieutenant-level armor, which is unimaginable to them. Originally, Wan Kunhua was full of confidence, but this time, he felt that the final change would probably be greater than what he expected.

"It's finally over." Chu Yi patiently watched the entire competition, and the thirty-two martial artists who entered the next round were finally decided. The following few games made people drowsy, especially in the last competition between two seventh-grade martial artists. Both of them were afraid of death. It took an hour to decide the outcome, which made people laugh and cry.

You should know that Wu Zuo’s cultivation level is very limited in his body. If he really wants to decide the winner, his limit is only about fifty moves - if he takes every move with all his strength, even Chu Yi can only maintain this level now.

The reason why the two seventh-grade martial soldiers finally decided on the victory was because they were exhausted. In the end, the one with better physical strength finally won, and the person who lost had almost no injuries on his body.

Chu Yi silently calculated that in addition to Zhao Qianer, Huang Shouyi, Wan Kunhua, Tieman, Tang Xuan, and Ao Tianqiong, there were also several first-rank martial arts lieutenants, and these people were probably the contenders of the top 16. Among the remaining people, the lowest-ranked martial arts soldiers were the seventh-ranked martial arts soldiers, all of whom were studying with the prince. As for the ninth-ranked martial arts stroke, there were still several top 16 places, which depends on who had better luck.

The opponent he least wants to meet is Zhao Qian'er, because if the two meet at this time, they will definitely fight with all their might. Chu Yi has to carry out the tasks issued by the Sutra Library. However, once he defeats Zhao Qian'er, it will inevitably attract the attention of some people, which is not a good thing.

However, after weighing the trade-offs, the tasks of the Sutra Pavilion are the most important, especially when the system is abnormal at this time. Maybe something good will happen after completing the task.

Of course, the best thing is to meet Bailixi, so that Chu Yi can implement his plan smoothly. Otherwise, he would need to find a way to inspire Bailisheng to take the initiative to destroy the Chu family.

After this round, the remaining martial arts boys in Qincheng were still ranked first, while the second one was Luocheng, and the third one was shocking. Hancheng, which has always been ranked in the top three. Although Chu Yi was lucky and got a bye and was not favored by others, he would not care about these things when counting the results.

So after returning to the club, even Yan Ruoshui's expression slowed down a lot. This woman likes to have a stern face all day long, and Chu Yi sometimes really doubts whether she is coming to her aunt every day.

"Oh, it's still not possible."

After returning to the room, Chu Yi tried it more than 20 times in a row, but still couldn't enter the Sutra Pavilion. He felt a little depressed. After all, no matter who it was, the cheating golden finger was cut off just a few days after it came out, and the depression in his heart was understandable.

"Maybe you have to make the worst plan. If the Sutra Pavilion really cannot recover for a long time, then my only choice is to go out and travel, exercise myself between life and death, and practice Xiao Li's flying knife to the extreme." Chu Yi sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking with a solemn expression.

Now Chu Yi is most grateful that he has decisively bought the secret book of Xiao Li's flying sword. This super perverted explosion skill combined with the fake Xiao Huandan can make his combat power soar to a very outrageous level within two minutes. This is his last ace and a way to save lives.
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