In less than an hour, there were only two peak disciples left in the fifth level of Qi training. Among the two, one of them must be eliminated.
"Liu Suifeng asked Senior Brother Jian for advice." Liu Suifeng was only fifteen years old, and he had already reached the peak of the fifth level of Qi training. His talent was only lower than that of his senior brother.
"Junior Brother Liu, please." Jian Feng is sixteen years old and is at the peak of the fifth level.
I saw Liu Suifeng's right hand quickly moving towards Jian Feng's chest. In an instant, Jian Feng raised his hand to cut the incoming palm, and the two hands touched each other in the air.
Both of them quickly retreated back to the edge of the ring before stopping.
"Junior brother Liu is so good at cultivation." Jian Feng said softly, but his heart was filled with turbulence. Although he had reached the peak of the fifth level before Liu Suifeng, judging from his strength just now, he would soon reach the peak.
He has made a breakthrough, but he shows no signs of breaking through at all. It seems that he will lose to his junior brother this time.
"Senior Brother Jian praised me." Although Liu Suifeng was very confident in his own cultivation, both Jian Feng and himself were at the peak of the fifth level, so the outcome was still a 50-50 decision.
Liu Suifeng raised the real energy in his body to the limit and punched the opponent suddenly. In such a competition, both of them fought hard.
Jian Feng saw Liu Suifeng using all his true energy in this attack, and knew that he was going to decide the outcome with one move. Why didn't he want to see who of the two had the deeper cultivation level?
The cultivation base was gathered in the palm, and he greeted him with one palm.
"Snapped"
Punch and palm met again in the air, strong winds erupted around the two people, and they were instantly knocked away by each other's force.
Jian Feng was sent flying back to the edge of the ring before stopping, while Liu Suifeng fell into the audience. In the end, Jian Feng was slightly better.
"Senior brother, my cultivation level is far higher than that of my younger brother." Liu Suifeng said with a gentle smile.
"Senior brother, you are wrong. I have only been a brother for two years. I believe you will break through soon." Although Jian Feng won, he knew that if he did not break through, he would soon be surpassed by Liu Suifeng.
"There are only five of you left now. Do any of you still want to challenge? If not, we will rank according to last year's ranking." Zhang Huaishan saw that the competition between the disciples at the fifth level of Qi training was completed and asked the remaining five.
disciple.
"I'm asking for advice from my second senior brother, and I hope that senior brother will not hesitate to give me some advice." As soon as Zhang Huaishan finished speaking, he heard a calm voice coming into his ears. He looked at the speaker, thinking that he had heard wrongly. Li, the worst disciple of Tianxing Pavilion,
autumn rain.
Everyone present was stunned. A waste of cultivation actually wanted to challenge the outstanding master of Tianxing Pavilion. Are you stupid? Everyone was thinking so.
Yes, it's Li Qiuyu. This is also the purpose of his participation in the annual competition. In order for people in Tianxing Pavilion to get to know themselves again, they must first settle down internally.
"Fourth Junior Brother, are you telling the truth?" Zhang Yuntian asked in surprise.
"I hope senior brother can teach me something." Li Qiuyu said calmly and walked slowly towards the stage.
"Qiu Yu, what are you talking about? You haven't come back yet." Li Huamin shouted loudly.
"Huamin, wait a minute and see what kind of trouble this little guy can make." Li Chongyang said to his son beside him.
"Senior brother, do you look down on your younger brother?" Li Qiuyu had already walked to the stage, saw Zhang Yuntian still standing there helplessly, and shouted to him again.
Zhang Yuntian was really helpless. He was a monk at the mid-seventh level of qi training, and he was already considered a master among even low-level monks in Tianxing Pavilion. However, he never expected that someone would challenge him in Tianxing Pavilion.
Even if they were challenged, it would most likely be Third Junior Sister and Seventh Junior Brother Xiao Yu, and definitely not the worst Li Qiuyu in Tianxing Pavilion.
"Yuntian, just go and play with your fourth junior brother, but be careful with your actions." Zhang Huaishan said helplessly to his son.
When Zhang Huaishan saw his son's helplessness, he was also helpless. There were challenges beyond the level, but he had never thought about the challenge at such a huge distance.
"Fourth Junior Brother, please invite me." Zhang Yuntian came to the stage. Naturally, he couldn't see through Li Qiuyu's cultivation level. However, he was still at the second level of Qi training half a year ago. He was almost no different from a mortal who had never practiced. Could it be that he had already achieved a breakthrough?
Well, so what, it’s just three levels of Qi training at most.
"Senior brother, please pay attention." Li Qiuyu made a slight gesture of invitation, but without seeing him being verbose, he raised his lowered right hand and waved lightly towards Zhang Yuntian.
An invisible force cut through the air and arrived in front of Zhang Yuntian in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Yuntian was also startled by this sudden burst of energy. As soon as the expert made a move, he would know if there was any, so he ducked sideways in desperation.
A hissing sound came out. It turned out that although Zhang Yuntian avoided it, a cut was still made in his sleeve, and the slightest bit of cool wind blew into his arm, making his whole body feel chilled.
Except for him, no one else noticed the small opening. Everyone else was stunned when they saw Zhang Yuntian's dodge action, and they couldn't understand what he was doing.
In the eyes of outsiders, they only saw Li Qiuyu's gesture of invitation to Zhang Yuntian. How could they know that their battle had already begun? This is not their fault, because only those who have practiced Qi for five levels or above can practice spells, even the simplest spells.
It also takes time to prepare.
Only high-level monks can use low-level spells to do it instantly. In Tianxing Pavilion, only Li Chongyang can do it. He can only cast the lowest-level spells instantly. At their level, the lowest-level spells have no electrical use at all.
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Of all the people present, only Li Chongyang saw any clues.
Zhang Yuntian on the stage finally showed a suspicious look, knowing that he was in trouble again. Isn't the fourth junior brother in front of him a waste of cultivation? How could such a situation happen?
"It turns out that junior brother is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. I really underestimated junior brother." Zhang Yuntian stared at Li Qiuyu with his eyes tightly, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
"Senior brother, can you show your true strength now? I sincerely ask for advice." Li Qiuyu did not move much after the attack. The purpose was to ask Zhang Yuntian to show his true strength and compete with him, so as to test his own strength.
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"Then you're welcome, brother, Guangfengzhan." After Zhang Yuntian finished speaking, he raised his hands, and all his true energy quickly poured into his hands. His fingers kept turning, and a giant sword that was more than ten feet long appeared in his hands.
The monks at the seventh level of Qi training are indeed extraordinary, and none of them are easy to criticize. Now I know how aggrieved Chen Yu is after being defeated by him.
"Yuntian, what are you going to do?" The uncles and uncles present all shouted at Zhang Yuntian, but Li Chongyang did not say anything to stop him, but there was a look of expectation in his eyes.
"Wait a minute, nothing will happen as long as I'm here?" When Li Chongyang saw Zhang Huaishan preparing to stop Zhang Yuntian, he called him out.
"Okay, let me see how powerful the seventh level of Qi training is." Li Qiuyu said excitedly, with a slight movement of his hands, a crescent-shaped scimitar that was more than a foot long appeared between his hands. With a push, the crescent-shaped scimitar appeared.