"Is Chang Shuheng present at the Feilai Peak 2 competition platform?"
An elder stood on the flying sword, looked around, and shouted loudly.
After the competition started, all the peaks of the Huixian Sect were cleared out, several areas were marked out, and a competition platform was made. The competition was in a hurry, so it was held at the same time.
On the No. 2 competition stage, a pretty girl covered in fiery red was waiting with her arms crossed in boredom.
"Chang Shuheng?"
The elder was shouting again.
At this time, a man flew over quickly with a magic weapon: "Elder, Senior Brother Chang had an accident when he was refining the magic weapon. The magic weapon exploded. He was injured and couldn't come."
The elder was stunned: "Is he refining magic weapons at this time?"
After saying that, he didn't care, waved his hand and said: "Since you can't come, Cheng Xinyao, you have advanced to the next round."
When Cheng Xinyao heard this, her eyes lit up: "Really? That's great!"
She flew out with her flying sword: "Just in time to watch Senior Sister Ye's game."
The crowd below commented: "What a blessing!"
"Yes, it means a bye in the first round. Chang Shuheng is so unlucky!"
"But she can't go far, her strength is too weak!"
Huixian Peak, No. 3, Ye Qingcheng and the opponent on the opposite side saluted at the same time, and then Ye Qingcheng performed a pinch of spirit and the flying sword soared into the sky.
Dozens of sword lights flashed, spinning in the air, heading towards the opponent like a heavy rain.
A halo rose, and a bronze mirror appeared in the opponent's hand. He input spiritual power in an attempt to resist Ye Qingcheng's sword rain.
Bang bang bang!
The light of the sword flickers on and off, constantly bombarding the halo.
The opponent looked young, in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, and spiritual energy was constantly pouring into the bronze mirror. Although he temporarily blocked the flying sword attack, his body was constantly retreating.
On the competition stage, victory is achieved by knocking one party out of the competition stage or surrendering.
Soon, the opponent had already stepped on the edge of the competition platform with one foot. He looked helpless. Most of his spiritual power had been vented. Even if he was not driven off the competition platform, his own spiritual power would not be able to sustain it for long. He could only rely on Jian Yu's
With strength and a slight exertion on his feet, he flew out of the competition platform.
Ye Qingcheng was well prepared. The moment the opponent came forward, he withdrew his spirit arts and retracted his flying sword. The opponent floated down in the air, and Ye Qingcheng held his hand: "I accept."
"It's amazing!"
In the crowd, someone was cheering.
Ye Qingcheng was surprised. He followed the sound and saw that Cheng Xinyao was jumping up and down. When he saw Ye Qingcheng looking over, he immediately shouted: "Senior sister, you are so awesome!"
"Are you done so soon?"
Ye Qingcheng's white clothes are fluttering, her hair is flying on her temples, she is smiling, and her face is extremely beautiful. She is flying in the air, like a goddess in a painting, graceful and graceful.
"Of course." Cheng Xinyao smiled, "I might be the first to finish."
Ye Qingcheng was surprised: "You gave up?"
Cheng Xinyao pouted: "In the eyes of Senior Sister Ye, who am I?"
"yes."
"That's not true." Cheng Xinyao said dissatisfied, "Sister Ye, you have to believe me."
"So you win?"
"Hehe, of course, that person was unlucky. There was a problem while refining the magic weapon, so I got a bye!"
Ye Qingcheng was speechless for a moment, when a burst of cheers came from not far away.
"Senior Sister Gong is really powerful. Then with one swing, the opponent was defeated."
"Jindan Qi, what do you think? I feel that this competition is a bit unfair. The difference between Jindan and Zifu is too big,"
"Didn't the sect already explain that something is different this time, so they made an exception and allowed Jin Dan to participate. I guess there should be some problems in the secret realm, and it would be a good idea to remove some Jin Dan to ensure that they can come out with more. Before.
There are too few people coming out. If this continues, how many people will be willing to go in?"
"If the secret realm exists, some people will go in. The brave will starve to death and the timid will starve. If I am strong enough, I will go. It is a once-in-a-thousand-year event. It has a bright future and the soul can be expected. Why not try it?
Try. If you fail, you will just lose your life. When you come back, you will be a good man again."
"I admire you. Hey, why do I remember that you seem to have entered the Purple Mansion Realm?"
"How is it possible? You remembered wrongly. I am just a little Zhuji. Look! Senior Sister Gong is gone."
Gong Meixian was successfully promoted, and Ren Changfeng was certainly no exception.
After the first day, except for Cheng Xinyao, most of the others who advanced were expected.
The next day.
Ye Qingcheng was still assigned to Huixian Peak. She stayed behind to compete, so she might as well fly to the peak to see Cheng Xinyao now.
It's still Channel 2, Cheng Xinyao is still waiting, and it's still the elder.
After shouting for a long time, he still didn't see anyone, so he said: "Isn't there something wrong with the treasure refining?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple flew over to send a message, saying that after the competition yesterday, he had some insights when he recovered his spiritual power. However, he did not achieve a breakthrough. Instead, he was still thinking about the competition and became obsessed.
As a result, Cheng Xinyao successfully advanced to the second round.
"With this kind of luck, if her origins weren't clear, I would have suspected that she was the daughter of an elder who deliberately allowed her to advance."
"Cheng Xinyao is famous for being brainless and scheming. She only participated in the competition to join in the fun. How could there be someone behind her?"
Ye Qingcheng was dumbfounded when he saw it. Once he was lucky, but twice he was very lucky. Cheng Xinyao didn't think much about it, she just felt that she saved a lot of things by not having to fight.
"Senior sister." Ye Qingcheng's position was very clear, because there were a lot of people around, no one was making any noise, and they were all staying with her quietly. She jumped down and took Ye Qingcheng's snow-like arm, attracting the surrounding male cultivators.
Feeling envious, Cheng Xinyao smiled and said, "Look, I have another bye."
"I saw it, do you want to watch Senior Sister Gong's competition together?"
Cheng Xinyao wrinkled her nose: "She wanted to humiliate you at that time. I didn't like her."
Ye Qingcheng smiled secretly. Cheng Xinyao had a clear distinction between love and hate and was an easy person to get along with. But because of this, she could not let her know many things. Knowing too much would harm her.
Gong Meixian told her a lot that day, which may not all be true, but Ye Qingcheng could feel that Gong Meixian's hatred was indeed very strong. She was more wary of Ren Changfeng, and was also wary of Gong Meixian's words.
To be confirmed.
"Why don't we go see Senior Brother Ren?" Cheng Xinyao whispered.
"Senior Sister Gong is very strong. Let's watch her competition and find out her weaknesses." Ye Qingcheng explained.
Cheng Xinyao really believed it, she nodded: "Senior Sister Ye is still smart, we have to go right away."
This time, Gong Meixian's competition stage was assigned to Izumo Peak. Opposite her was a late-stage cultivator from the Purple Mansion. The opponent was using a fire-based flying sword and was casting Fire Rain.
Gong Meixian didn't use any magic weapon, so she shot it out with one hand. The spiritual energy spread horizontally and scattered the fire rain. She reached out and pressed it, and dozens of spiritual energy rolled up and turned into bursts of spiritual wind, extinguishing the fire rain.
The monk gritted his teeth and rushed towards Gong Meixian with his flying sword. As soon as he released his spiritual skills, the flying sword changed accordingly and immediately turned into a fire python and rushed towards Gong Meixian.
"You are quite capable." Gong Meixian still had time to nod and praise.
The fire python was more than ten meters long, covered with blazing flames. It opened its mouth wide, revealing several fangs, and bit it down in one bite!
Snap!
There was a crisp sound in the air, and at some point Gong Meixian had a silver whip in her hand. She stretched out her hand and shook it, and the silver whip seemed to come alive, swimming in the air and rolling towards the fire python.
The monk used the spirit technique again, and when the silver whip was about to wrap around the fire python, the fire python immediately spread out and turned into dozens of flames. The fiery red flying swords also appeared, floating in the air and scattered around Gong Meixian.
All around, and then quickly merged together to form a fire python, wrapping around Gong Meixian's waist.
"You responded well to the situation." At this time, not only Gong Meixian was praising him, but the monks outside the venue were also praising the monk's cleverness.
On the stage, several elders were whispering among themselves.
"Su Bieli is Elder Wang's disciple, right? He has good adaptability and a bright future."
A middle-aged monk with a goatee caressed his beard, with a proud look in his eyes, but he said: "What the hell, my disciple is stupid and can only play some tricks. I still need to practice hard in the future."
"Using the Fire Spirit Technique to such an extent is beyond the reach of a clever person. I think he is not rigid in his use and is able to apply what he has learned. He will have a place as an elder in the future."
"I hope so. He originally wanted to venture into the secret realm, but it's a pity that he met Gong Meixian so quickly." Goatee sighed.
"It doesn't matter, there is still a chance to become a soul even if you don't go in." The elder next to him comforted, "One of the two souls in the sect has not entered the secret realm."
"But him." The sheep-bearded monk shook his head, "Forget it, it's God's will. It's good to fight Gong Meixian. At least he can gain some experience and let him find his own flaws."
Cheng Xinyao also saw Su Bielie's Spirit Art: "Senior Sister Ye, his Fire Spirit Art is very powerful. I have also practiced it, why can't I use this kind of power?"
"You have practiced to his level, you are no worse than him, you just don't want to." Ye Qingcheng rolled his eyes at her.
The flying sword was hidden in the fire python, its aura was covered, and it wanted to entangle Gong Meixian.
Gong Meixian chuckled lightly, and the silver whip was like a poisonous snake, quickly and accurately hitting the fire python's head. The fire python's head was instantly smashed, and a flying sword spurted out, carrying spiritual power and flying towards it like a stream of light.
"I expected it!"
Gong Meixian didn't move, the silver whip rolled back and wrapped around the hilt of the flying sword.
The flying sword was so close that it stopped only two inches from Gong Meixian's eyebrows.
No matter how much Su Bieli used the Spirit Art and the spiritual energy in his body was released wildly, he could not urge the flying sword to take another step.
"There is too much difference in strength." Many people are sighing. The difference between Jindan and Zifu is an entire realm, a qualitative change. Even if Su Bielie is in the later stage of Zifu, his aura is too different. Gong Meixian only needs
If they remain in a stalemate like this, they will win when Su Bieli uses up all his spiritual power.
Cheng Xinyao said in a daze: "She doesn't seem to be exerting much effort. Senior sister, what will you do if you face her then?"
Ye Qingcheng looked at the gorgeous Gong Meixian on the stage and said lightly: "I want to win."
Su Bieli's face quickly turned red, his spiritual energy surged wildly, and the wind was blowing around him. This was caused by his spiritual energy being released too quickly.
Seeing that Gong Meixian didn't even move a step, Su Bieli gritted his teeth and swallowed a pill.
When the goatee elder on the stage saw it, his expression suddenly changed.
"Brother Wang, you have spent a lot of money on the Spirit-raising Pill." An elder next to him was surprised, "But if he uses this kind of pill, his realm will be unstable, right?"
The fifth-level elixir, the Spirit-raising Pill, can improve part of the strength in a short period of time. The specific improvement depends on the user's strength and spiritual power as well as the grade of the medicine. They are all Spirit-raising Pills, and they can be divided into high and low levels.
It can greatly increase your strength in a short period of time, but the side effects are also very obvious, that is, you will be weak for three months, and there is also the risk of unstable realm, and you may even lose a realm.
Gong Meixian also saw it, she frowned, and when the silver whip was about to move, the flying sword suddenly exploded!
boom!
On the competition stage, the spiritual power was rioting, and the strong wind was blowing up. Just as it was about to roll down the stage, the ban on the competition stage lit up to block the strong wind.
Gong Meixian retreated violently, and the silver whip danced in front of her, turning into an afterimage. She wanted to scatter all the violent spiritual energy in front of her, but the hundreds of fragments turned into by the flying sword rushed towards Gong Meixian.
Rubbles scattered everywhere, and a small crater was blown out of the competition platform. The mixture of spiritual power and flying sword fragments burned in the air, turning into a giant fire python more than twenty meters long, roaring and ferocious, and rushed towards Gong Mei.
On the immortal body!
clang!
A clear voice sounded, purple light spread, and a spiritual shield enveloped Gong Meixian, blocking the giant fire python from the outside. No matter how the fire python beat, bit and hit, it could not break the light shield's defense.
"Purple Spirit Clothes!" The goatee elder stood up suddenly. A small section of his beard was cut off without even realizing it. His expression was very ugly, "Did Tang Shengying give all this to her?"