Fortunately, the Yi Ling Powder did not damage the root. Yang Bo still maintained his cultivation in the Qi Refining Realm, but he had some inconvenience in his movements at the moment.

After resting in the room for a while, Yang Bo walked out. At this time, Yan Ruyu walked out. She glanced at Yang Bo and said, "Can you still hold on?"

"No problem." Yang Bo said.

Yan Ruyu couldn't help frowning, Yang Bo's voice seemed a little pale, but at this time there was no other way, she had no choice but to follow Yang Bo and slowly walk towards the ring.

When they got downstairs, Old Monster Xu stood behind the counter, glanced at Yang Bo, and couldn't help frowning, "In the midst of everything, the loss is so huge, are you going to die from exhaustion?"

When Yan Ruyu heard this, her face turned red and she said angrily, "Nonsense!"

Old Monster Xu waved his hands and smiled, "Just kidding, what's going on? How did this happen?"

"Yiling Powder." Yang Bo said.

Old Monster Xu's expression changed, "How could there be such a thing? You are so unworthy that I poisoned you!"

Yang Bo shook his head slightly and didn't say much. He kept some things in his heart and didn't need to say more.

"Fortunately, you have a solid foundation and have mastered the Qi Refining Realm. I think you should not participate in this arena competition!" Old Monster Xu advised.

Yang Bo shook his head, "If I don't participate, I'm afraid I will follow someone's wishes."

Old Monster Xu stared at Yang Bo, seeing the stubbornness on his face, he couldn't help but shake his head, "Okay then, but swords have no eyes, you must pay attention to safety in the ring."

"Thank you, Senior Xu, for your concern." Yang Bo said.

After that, Yang Bo didn't say much and walked slowly outside.

Yan Ruyu was not in a hurry, but slowly followed Yang Bo, watching him step forward step by step.

Yang Bo didn't take a step, and the spiritual power in his body would flow and recover at a faster rate. It was just that the spiritual power was dissipated, not consumed, and could not be replenished. No matter how hard he practiced, he could only recover some energy.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yang Bo and the two finally walked to the arena. There were five arenas in total. The two groups in the early and middle stages of the Qi Refining Stage each used two arenas, while the monks in the later stage used one arena.

There were more than 200 people participating in this Qi Refining Conference, and most of them were in the early stage of Qi Refining Realm. As their cultivation level increased, the number of people became smaller. Among the more than 200 people, only more than 30 people were in the late stage of Qi Refining Realm.

Today's arena competition is a knockout round. A total of more than 120 people participated in the early stage of Qi Refining Realm, and 15 people will eventually be selected to participate in tomorrow's competition. In other words, if today goes well, Yang Bo will have to go through at least three competitions!

Yang Bo found a seat and sat down. He turned around and looked at Yan Ruyu, "I don't have any problems here. You can go and do your work first!"

Yan Ruyu looked at Yang Bo and couldn't help but worry, "You'd better go back and rest. If you really need it..."

"Don't worry, just rest assured, I will be fine." Yang Bo interrupted.

Yan Ruyu hesitated a little, and looked around again. There was a large crowd here, so there shouldn't be too much of a problem. Besides, Yang Bo still had his cultivation level, so he could withstand ordinary dangers, at least he could wait until she rushed.

Come here.

"Okay, you rest first, I'll go over and take a look." Yan Ruyu said.

The number of people at the scene was not too large, but it was still a bit bustling. Everyone stood together and discussed with each other. Some people were still practicing at this time.

Yang Bo just opened his eyes and looked at it without saying anything else.

Soon, Monk Faxuan, Master Jing'an, Old Monster Xu, Mr. Zheng, and Taoist Mu came over together.

When these Qi Refining Realm seniors came over, everyone calmed down and looked towards them.

Monk Faxuan gestured towards Jing'an, who nodded and took a step forward.

"Thank you all for coming. According to the rules, Emei will host this Qi Refining Conference. However, Emei has a small population. If there are any shortcomings, please forgive me." Master Jing'an said.

Everyone looked forward and no one spoke.

Master Jing'an continued: "Many people here are old friends, and there are also many new friends. I won't say more. Today is the arena competition. According to the numbers on everyone's invitation letters, lots will be drawn to determine the order of the duel. If the opponent

If you are not at the scene, you will get a bye. In the ring competition, the time is up, and anyone who maliciously harms you will be expelled and severely punished!"

Yang Bo looked forward. He really didn't pay attention to the number on the invitation letter. However, he had a photographic memory. After thinking about it for a moment, he remembered that there was indeed a set of numbers on the cover of the invitation letter. His number was

98!

After saying this, Master Jing'an looked around and snorted coldly, "There are three groups of contestants here, please pay attention to your numbers!"

The five masters of the God Refining Realm each walked onto a stage, and Monk Faxuan happened to walk to the stage where Yang Bo was.

Monk Faxuan walked up, clapped his hands gently and said, "Send the lottery box on the spot!"

Soon, a Qi Refiner in the Qi Entraining Realm sent a box. A similar situation happened in almost every arena, and a lottery box was delivered to each arena.

Monk Faxuan smiled and said, "I am in charge of this group. I don't know exactly who is in our group. However, if you have any doubts, you can raise your hands and come to the stage to draw lots."

No one responded at the scene. Everyone was staring at Monk Faxuan. The drawing of lots might be fraudulent, but everyone knew Monk Faxuan's character, so no one doubted it.

Seeing that no one in the audience raised their hands, Monk Faxuan nodded, "In that case, let's get started!"

At this time, competitions had already begun in other arenas, but Monk Faxuan did not appear to be in any hurry.

Soon, Monk Faxuan put his hand into the lottery box. He pulled out two balls and glanced at them.

"No. 15 Zhang Zhenyun, versus No. 84 Li Yuming."

When the two men heard the sound on the ring, they each stood up and walked to the front stage.

Yang Bo sat in the audience and was shocked. He had seen very few battles between Qi practitioners. This was a good opportunity for him to learn!

When the two of them came on stage, Monk Faxuan stared at the two of them and said, "Just stop it, don't hurt others easily!"

Both of them bowed to Master Faxuan, "I will obey Master Faxuan's decree!"

The two of them announced each other's names and started making gestures.

The two men moved quickly, but Yang Bo could see clearly. One was holding a fan in his hand, and the other was holding a sword. While the two were fighting, they tested each other from time to time.
Chapter completed!