The foundation-building monk in charge of Wuji Sect did not keep everyone waiting for too long, and immediately announced that the competition would continue.
After the first round of competition, after yesterday's screening, those monks with obviously low cultivation or poor foundation have been eliminated.
Among the many contestants in the early stage of Qi Refining, many second-level Qi Refining monks were eliminated, and most of the remaining ones were at the third level of Qi Refining.
There are a total of thirty-one promoted monks, and there is only one bye spot, which requires fifteen competitions.
Ruan Xiuqi thought that he was not so lucky to get a bye, so he could only sit quietly under the stage, adjust his spiritual energy, and wait for the monk who announced the curtain to call his name.
Soon, after the seventh game, Ruan Xiuqi heard the news that he was playing.
"Xuanyangmen, Ruan Xiuqi! Battle! Baisha Gang, Lai Lin!"
Ruan Xiuqi was delighted, it turned out to be the Baisha Gang...
He stood up, saluted the two elders, stepped on the soles of his feet, and floated out of the ring gracefully.
After waiting in solemn silence for a moment, a teenage boy slowly walked onto the stage, walked to the opposite side and bowed with his hands in hand. It was Lai Lin from the Baisha Gang.
Lai Lin was seen wearing a shabby robe, with a thin body, a pair of numb eyes, and a dull expression, as if he was a casual cultivator.
Ruan Xiuqi's chances of winning increased greatly.
"Xuanyangmen is facing off against the Baisha Gang, so hurry up and buy Xuanyangmen to win!"
"That's right, I want to place a bet too! Buy Xuanyangmen to win! Five low-grade spiritual stones!"
"Ah, the odds are so low? You only pay one dollar if you bet ten dollars? What are you doing, dealer..."
The crowd immediately became excited, as if they saw an opportunity to grab money.
Of course, they can't blame them. The main reason is that the strength of the Baisha Gang lies here. The comprehensive strength of the Baisha Gang ranks last among the entire Wuji League. In front of the Xuanyang Sect, which is at its peak, everyone will naturally choose the Xuanyang Sect.
The reason why the Baisha Gang is weak is that their leader is missing...
For unknown reasons, the foundation-building leader of the Baisha Clan disappeared from sight after traveling in the past few years, leaving behind a group of disciples in the Qi Refining stage, and the position of leader was also handed over to a ninth-level Qi Refiner.
As a junior brother, there was no foundation-building monk in the entire sect. As time went by, the strength in all aspects began to decline.
And in this arena competition, two of the three monks who came were defeated in the first round. The most important thing was that the master of the family came to participate in the later stage of Qi refining and still lost. Only this
A disciple who had just been promoted to the third level of Qi Refining met a casual cultivator on the second level of Qi Refining in the first round. He relied on sufficient spiritual energy to advance to the second round.
Hearing that everyone was so unfavorable to him, the young man suppressed his blush, his fists were clenched red, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were full of reluctance to admit defeat.
"Start!" an order came from the ring.
Ruan Xiuqi did not take the initiative to attack, but said with a smile, "Fellow Taoist, be careful!"
The young man stared at Ruan Xiuqi and did not answer.
"boom!"
As soon as he exerted force with his feet, Ruan Xiuqi rushed towards the young man like an arrow from the string. He clenched his fingers into a fist and punched Lai Lin in the head.
Although the young man was alert, he never expected that Ruan Xiuqi would be so fast. In panic, he could only fight back with his hands.
"boom!"
As soon as the two figures touched, they immediately separated, and both of them stepped back.
But Ruan Xiuqi only took two steps back, while Lai Lin on the opposite side staggered back more than ten steps. Just this contact made him stand out.
The competition in the early stage of Qi refining is not that expensive.
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Li Hu Shao is a real combination of fists and kicks, which depends on the proficiency in the use of spiritual energy and the storage of spiritual power.
Of course, proficient combat skills and the ability to withstand blows will definitely be a plus.
"Come again!"
Ruan Xiuqi had so much fighting experience that he never gave him a chance to react. He stopped retreating, stepped on the ground, and immediately bullied him forward. Before he could react, he punched him in the face again!
Lai Lin had very little fighting experience, so he could only fend off in a panic.
"I have no ability to resist at all..."
"Sure enough! The Baisha Gang is trash! They harmed me and still placed bets to get higher odds! Misstep!"
"Hey, I lose every time I buy them. Although the odds are relatively low, I can still make a small profit."
...
Due to the situation on the court, the people in the audience were all communicating loudly.
The aura-laden fists kept falling on Lai Lin. Although the young man gritted his teeth and refused to surrender, as time passed, Lai Lin's reaction gradually began to slow down, and many of the punches that should have been avoided were not dodged.
In the end, the desperate comeback did not happen. Lai Lin was kicked out of the ring by Ruan Xiuqi, and the entire Baisha Gang was wiped out.
Ruan Xiuqi won the victory directly and entered the top 16 in the early stage of Qi Refining.
The victory immediately aroused many cheers from the audience, but Ruan Xiuqi still showed off his presence on the court for nearly a stick of incense before being kicked off by the middle-aged monk.
"Not bad, we got off to a good start in the second round!" Li Yuyun looked at the excited Ruan Xiuqi and praised him.
"Hey, I have to reach the top four to get rewards, and I have to win two more games!" Ruan Xiuqi said his goal.
Nie Fang reminded from the side: "As long as you don't meet the disciples of Wuji Sect, you will have a chance."
The Wuji Sect, the initiator of the Wuji Alliance, is naturally the strongest sect and the only one in the Wuji Alliance that has a Golden Core cultivator. None of the three disciples currently participating in the competition have been eliminated early, and their strength is astonishing.
Every contestant is praying not to encounter a disciple of the Wuji Sect, otherwise they will lose half the battle.
"Bai Qingzhou, are you confident?" Li Yuyun looked at Bai Qingzhou sitting next to him and asked softly.
Bai Qingzhou smiled confidently and nodded, "Yes!"
"That's fine!" Li Yuyun smiled happily, "There's no need to put too much pressure on, just do your best."
"yes!"
Bai Qingzhou agreed, but in his heart he must have wanted to win. After all, he still had the [Gravity Talisman] he spent eight low-grade spiritual stones on, which was his trump card.
Looking down at the strength list booklet in his hand, which recorded all the monks in the middle stage of Qi refining, Bai Qingzhou was making constant calculations in his mind.
Because the list was all drawn by the old foundation-building monk, everyone didn't know who they were fighting against. Only when the middle-aged foundation-building monk present announced it did they know who they were fighting against, so there were a lot of uncertainties.
, cannot be prepared in advance.
Currently, there are a total of eighteen people who have successfully advanced to the middle stage of Qi Refining. Excluding Bai Qingzhou, only six people are at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and the rest are at the sixth level.
Bai Qingzhou can only hope that the opponent he is waiting for is at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Otherwise, if he encounters someone at the sixth level of Qi Refining, he may have to use the [Gravity Talisman] to win.
Time continued to pass, and the competitions on the field continued. More than ten competitions in the early stage of Qi Refining were quickly completed. After a short break of half an hour, the competition in the middle stage of Qi Refining began again.
After waiting for a long time, Bai Qingzhou finally heard his name.
In how many
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With the expectant eyes of his classmates, Bai Qingzhou jumped up and reached the ring with the [Shangqing Sword] in hand.
Looking at the opponent opposite him, Bai Qingzhou secretly said good luck.
At this time, this opponent was a casual cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Bai Qingzhou had seen this person compete yesterday. In the first round, he competed with a casual cultivator who was also at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and it was extremely difficult.
A tough win.
This person is not very strong.
For Bai Qingzhou, the odds of winning this victory are high.
"Fellow Taoist, please show mercy..." Before taking action, the casual cultivator said tremblingly.
Bai Qingzhou nodded lightly, cupped his hands and said, "Same for you, Your Excellency."
After the competition between the two began, Bai Qingzhou was cautious, worried that this person was hiding his own strength and pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, so he still took a defensive charm to protect his whole body.
Then his figure galloped forward, his right wrist twisted, and the [Shangqing Sword] danced in his hand, flashing towards this person's body.
The opponent's weapon was a broken blue sword. Seeing Bai Qingzhou charging towards him, he did not give in. The spiritual energy in his body brought the blue sword and suddenly collided with it.
"Qiang Qiang!"
The two men continued to fight fiercely, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard intermittently.
Even with full exertion, there was still a big gap between the monks of the same level and Bai Qingzhou. After a while, the robes of the casual cultivators were torn, and scattered strips of cloth were fluttering in the wind.
As his defeat gradually became apparent, the casual cultivator became anxious. He gritted his teeth and poured all his spiritual energy into the sword, slashing it down from top to bottom.
Looking at the long sword that was coming, Bai Qingzhou turned his head slightly to dodge. His spiritual energy was transferred to the [Shangqing Sword] in his right hand. His speed surged. With a swipe, the long sword pierced his neck. This was a move that Bai Qingzhou had practiced hard for a long time.
"Cloud Sword"!
Under the skillful input of spiritual energy, this sword was extremely fast. Although the opponent was aware of it, it was too late.
"Ding!"
In the end, the casual cultivators were unable to resist, and the arena recognized the fatal injury, and immediately activated the defensive array.
This battle was easily won by Bai Qingzhou.
"Xuanyang Sect seems to be on the rise recently..."
"Let me just say, under the leadership of Master Li, it is really extraordinary."
"Both these two disciples can be considered rising stars."
"I heard that we have recruited three disciples for this ascension meeting. What a blessing in time."
Bai Qingzhou's victory again caused everyone to discuss the Xuanyang Gate endlessly.
But not long after Bai Qingzhou's competition ended, when it came to the later Qi Refining Competition, Zhang Zhiyan fought against a casual cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining. In the end, Zhang Zhiyan used powerful magic weapons and spells to win again with a slight advantage.
, the crowd became even more excited, saying repeatedly that Xuanyang Sect has the momentum to catch up with the organizer Wuji Sect this time.
In the end, the three Xuanyang Sect disciples all won the first and second rounds.
This made Elder Nie Fang, who had always been a man of few words, smile and praise the three of them.
What surprised Bai Qingzhou was that in the later stage of Qi refining competition, all the casual cultivators were eliminated, and the remaining four cultivators were all disciples of the sect.
They are Meng Yangyu, Lu Jingyi, Zhang Zhiyan, and finally there is a young monk from the Wuji Sect named Zhang Qingdu.
This made Bai Qingzhou sigh, most of these people are acquaintances...
The game entered the third round of drawing lots. The old monk appeared again and stood in the air to draw lots openly.
And while waiting for the draw, Xuanyangmen's preparation area suddenly received a visitor...