Ruan Xiuqi was in the ring for a long time, and finally, under the urging of the middle-aged foundation-building monk, he jumped off coquettishly and returned all the way to Xuanyang Gate, proudly showing off his previous battle with everyone.

Everyone congratulated him.

The middle-aged foundation-building monk on the stage continued to sing, and the competition continued.

Because there were a large number of people participating in the Qi Refining Competition in the early stages of the competition, a total of sixty-two people, a total of thirty-one competitions were played in the first round, which started in the early morning and ended in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, the middle-aged foundation-building monk announced that the preliminary Qi refining competition was over, and that he would take a half-hour break. Everyone could use this time to eat.

But the hungry people did not leave. The monks carrying burdens bought some food nearby and stayed there to wait for the competition to begin.

The three of them, Bai Qingzhou, were all monks in the Qi refining stage. Naturally, they had no way to live without food, so they could only follow the others to buy some meat cakes and have a simple meal.

Meat cakes are made by low-level casual cultivators using a little monster meat and flour, so the price is not high and only one tael of gold is needed to purchase them.

A simple meatloaf costs one tael of gold, which is definitely a fantasy for ordinary people, but here gold is the lowest currency, so every monk spends it without feeling distressed and is very generous.

Soon, half an hour passed, and the mid-stage Qi refining competition began.

Because in the mid-stage Qi Refining Competition, you can use various spells and magic weapons to fight, there were actually more onlookers in the square than in the morning, and the number of people placing bets also gradually increased, making it more lively.

There were constant fights on the court and shouting off the court, creating a lively scene.

However, the difference between the Fang City Arena Competition and the Menzhong Competition is that during the mid-Qi Refining Competition, there will be a foundation-building monk standing in the arena, who is specifically responsible for the safety of both parties in the competition to avoid damage caused by the untimely response of the defensive array of the arena.

die.

The game is ongoing...

"Bang!"

One blow of the talisman hit a monk in the chest, and the monk flew out of the ring due to the force. He was defeated miserably!

There was an instant uproar and curses from the audience.

The foundation-building monk on the ring immediately announced the winner. After the winner walked off the ring, he took out the competition list from his arms, glanced at it, coughed lightly, and said:

"Xuanyangmen, Bai Qingzhou! Battle, Iron Bone Sect, Zhuo Ruyun!"

When Bai Qingzhou heard his name, he was instantly excited and stood up immediately. He couldn't help but feel a little excited. It had been a morning and it was finally his turn...

"Brother Bai, look..." Ruan Xiuqi handed the booklet to Bai Qingzhou, "This Zhuo Ruyun is at the sixth level of Qi refining, and he ranks fourth in the middle stage of Qi refining..."

Bai Qingzhou took the book and looked at it. His mood suddenly changed from excitement to heavyness. He did not expect to encounter such a difficult opponent in the first game. He could only say that he was unlucky...

Zhang Zhiyan reminded from the side: "This Zhuo Ruyun participated in the competition ten years ago. He was at the third level of Qi Refining at that time. I remember that he won fourth place, so Junior Brother Bai, you have to pay attention to safety.

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"Senior sister, I understand." Looking at Zhang Zhiyan's concerned eyes, Bai Qingzhou felt warm in his heart and nodded seriously.

Li Yuyun smiled heartily and said consolingly: "It's okay to be a light boat. There's no need to feel pressure. Just try your best."

"Yes!" Bai Qingzhou began to think about countermeasures.

Then he bowed to Li Yuyun and Nie Fang, who was silent on the side.

With one step, he leaped onto the stage.

After landing safely, Bai Qingzhou looked at the monk standing opposite.

He is a young man in his thirties, wearing the unique white robe of the Iron Bone Sect, holding a strange sickle-shaped instrument, and looking at Bai Qingzhou with a calm look.

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Naturally, Bai Qingzhou had heard about the Iron Bone Sect. There were three foundation-building monks in his sect, who mainly dealt with iron tools. There were two weapon refiners in his sect, and their strength was not much different from that of the Xuanyang Sect.

But Bai Qingzhou didn't have a good impression of him, because Lu Jingyi, who pestered Zhang Zhiyan in the market yesterday, is the young leader of the Iron Bone Sect. Because of this person's behavior, Bai Qingzhou has no good impression of the entire Iron Bone Sect.

The two stood opposite each other, and the middle-aged foundation-building monk began to read out the rules of the competition, giving the audience time to place their bets.

"What should I say? How can I buy it this time?"

"It goes without saying that this boy from the Xuanyang Sect is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining. He will definitely lose against the sixth level of Qi Refining. Do we still need to consider this?"

"But... isn't he from Xuanyang Clan? Maybe there is a chance?"

"Don't think about it. I've seen Zhuo Ruyun's competition. His moves are very fierce. That kid won't stand a chance." An older casual cultivator said mysteriously.

There was a lot of discussion among the people below. After thinking about it, most people bet on Zhuo Ruyun, and only a small number bet on Bai Qingzhou for the odds.

While waiting for everyone to place their bets, Zhuo Ruyun looked at Bai Qingzhou, who was facing a formidable enemy, and said calmly: "Boy, I heard that you dare to steal a woman from our young master? Are you tired of living?"

Looking at the provocative Zhuo Ruyun in front of him, Bai Qingzhou remained silent, slowly thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

"What? You can't speak? Mute?" Zhuo Ruyun shouted with an exaggerated expression.

Bai Qingzhou stared at him closely, remaining calm and ignoring Zhuo Ruyun's sarcastic words.

The middle-aged foundation-building monk finished explaining the rules, looked at the time, and directly ordered: "Start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a [Water Air Shield] was thrown out by Bai Qingzhou, and a light blue light shield instantly enveloped Bai Qingzhou's body.

When monks in the middle stage of Qi refining compete, most of them will first take a defensive talisman on themselves, so as to be safe. Only a few confident monks will not take any protective measures at all.

But Bai Qingzhou was much more than that. As soon as the [Water Air Shield] covered him, he took out another talisman from his arms and slapped it directly on his body. Suddenly, a golden and crystal clear light mask enveloped Bai Qingzhou again.

It is a yellow-level low-grade talisman [Golden Light Talisman].

Seeing that Bai Qingzhou had attached two defensive charms before starting the fight, Zhuo Ruyun chuckled and said mockingly: "You little coward, why do you want to compete in an arena match if you are so brave?"

"That's right! You have to be so careful to spank me!"

"Stop fighting, come down, don't embarrass your Xuanyang Clan!"

"Looks like this is a sure win!"

"..."

Bai Qingzhou's behavior also attracted ridicule from the people below, and all kinds of teasing words came from below. Even though Bai Qingzhou had already calculated in his heart, he was trembling with anger at these words and his face was slightly red.

But seeing the other person standing with his hands behind his back and smiling, looking like he was taking time off, Bai Qingzhou immediately calmed down and stared at him intently.

Zhuo Ruyun chuckled lightly, "Fool!" He waved the sickle-shaped magic weapon in his hand, vaguely dancing with aura, dragging a ball of black light and flying towards Bai Qingzhou.

He didn't even use the talisman to test, and directly picked up the weapon to attack. It seemed that he wanted to end the battle quickly and save the talisman.

Zhuo Ruyun attacked, and just when he was about to approach, Bai Qingzhou saw the right moment, activated the talisman in his hand, and suddenly threw it forward. It was a [Flame Talisman]!

The talisman struck suddenly at an extremely tricky angle, making Zhuo Ruyun unable to shoot it down with a magical weapon. He could only slow down and dodge to the left, slightly dodging the talisman in front of his face.

When he thought that Bai Qingzhou would take this opportunity to make a sneak attack, he actually found that Bai Qingzhou actually used the little time he had to evade to retreat quickly and distance himself from himself.

"Hmph, you are really as timid as a mouse, you don't dare to fight with me..." Zhuo Ruyun thought slightly, mouthing

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Raising his horn, he picked up the sickle and rushed towards Bai Qingzhou, "Let me see how many talismans you can have!"

When Zhuo Ruyun attacked again, Bai Qingzhou still resorted to his old tactics, using various attack spells to carry out long-range attacks instead of fighting him at close range.

Zhuo Ruyun's flexible figure and quick and tricky spell attacks made it difficult for Zhuo Ruyun to get close to Bai Qingzhou, and the situation stabilized for a while.

Even if Zhuo Ruyun finds an opportunity to get close, Bai Qingzhou will use the sword in his hand to block a few swords and then use his strength to move away.

He did not confront Zhuo Ruyun head-on.

"Boy!" Zhuo Ruyun yelled angrily. As time went by, he was almost hit by spells several times, which made him quite embarrassed. "If you have the ability, hit him in person!"

Bai Qingzhou didn't listen to what was said, and continued to dodge and attack with spells. However, using spiritual energy for a long time made his forehead start to sweat.

The crowd in the audience couldn't help but express wonder when they saw Bai Qingzhou persisting for so long.

"This guy is worth so much?"

"I did the math and found that it cost at least a dozen talismans... If I replaced it with spiritual stones, there would be five or six spiritual stones."

"I have to say, his reaction speed is indeed very strong."

"However, look at that kid's speed getting slower and slower. He must be preparing to lose!"

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Zhuo Ruyun wiped the sweat from his face. He never expected that the kid in front of him would be so difficult to deal with. Every time he tried to approach, he would avoid him. But fortunately, he could naturally feel that Bai Qingzhou's speed was gradually increasing.

If you are clumsy, you must be overusing your spiritual energy.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Ruyun stepped forward again, holding the sickle weapon and slashed directly in the waist!

"Huh?" Zhuo Ruyun's eyes flashed with a smile, "He has no more charms!"

Moving forward this time, Bai Qingzhou did not pull out the talisman from his arms, and Zhuo Ruyun was overjoyed.

Knowing this opportunity, Zhuo Ruyun naturally would not miss it. He immediately catalyzed the spiritual energy in his body and slashed hard.

Sure enough, Bai Qingzhou didn't use any more spells, but just raised his light blue sword to block it.

"Die!" Zhuo Ruyun looked crazy.

The first thing the sickle broke through was the outer layer of golden light shield. The sword paused slightly and continued downward! Finally, it smashed the light blue shield violently, and the blade struck Bai Qingzhou's long sword hard.

The two-layer shield was so vulnerable to the attack of the whole-body spiritual energy from the sixth level of Qi Refining.
To be continued...