"First round, match 16, Luo Qingyao from Luoyun Peak versus Fan Chengjie from Tianzhu Peak!"
Accompanied by the shouts of the warriors presiding over this match, exclamations of exclamation soon sounded out.
According to the rules, each of Qingyun Sect's seven major peaks can recommend three places, and then some people will be selected through other competitions to compete together.
In the competition between Luo Yun Peak warriors and generals, only one person was recommended, which made many people think it was ridiculous. But when Luo Qingyao stepped onto the competition stage, many people were stunned.
What a beautiful girl this is. Although Luo Yunfeng Lei Qing'er has long been one of the most beautiful disciples in the sect, this one is even worse. Moreover, she is dressed in a light gauze skirt, which immediately makes many male disciples of the sect look attractive.
The feeling of pity and cherishment.
"Junior Sister Luo, I'm sorry. This is a sect competition. Otherwise, I will never be violent to Junior Sister. I will definitely not..."
"You talk too much, can you take action?" Luo Qingyao asked the host impatiently.
"That's it."
As soon as the host finished speaking, Fan Chengjie saw an afterimage flash in front of him, and then others saw Fan Chengjie flying directly off the competition stage.
With a scream, everyone was shocked. Not only was Luo Qingyao beautiful, but more importantly, her terrifying strength.
"Luoyun Peak Luo Qingyao wins." The general who presided over the competition immediately shouted.
As the winner was announced, Luo Qingyao looked at everyone with contempt and left directly.
"Luo Qingyao is already at the peak of the ninth rank of warrior?" As the news reached Luo Haidao's ears, he suddenly felt horrified. No wonder Lei Qing'er was so confident, it turned out to be like this.
It's just that even if Luo Qingyao leaves, Lei Qing'er will only be a third-grade warrior at most, not a fourth- or fifth-grade warrior at most. The core disciples of the warrior-level competition will compete with each other. Although there is an age limit of sixty years old, high-grade warriors who are less than sixty years old will be able to compete with each other.
There are several warrior generals in the sect, and my great-grandson Luo Ganglie is one of them.
However, Luo Haidao didn't know why, but he still felt a little uneasy, so he called his great-grandson over at night.
"Ganglie, you are my most promising descendant. You have become a high-level warrior before you are fifty years old. Now the core disciple of the warrior has not yet started. Just in case, you take this war spirit pill.
You have reached the peak of the seventh level. This elixir can help you break through the eighth level. In addition, this is a divine sword that your grandpa Zeng and I obtained by entering a secret place by chance. Originally, I planned to keep it for myself, but
Now take it, this sword is made of fine iron from heaven. Although it does not enhance the release of fighting energy much, it is extremely hard and indestructible. It is most suitable for your combat skills."
"Grandpa, you are so kind to me. I...I don't know how to repay you. Don't worry, with these things, let alone Lei Qing'er, I can strive for the top spot in the sect."
"Okay, but you have to remember, if you meet Lei Qing'er, don't be careless at all." Luo Haidao ordered.
"Yes, Master!" Luo Ganglie agreed, but the joy on his face could no longer be held back.
Luo Haidao felt a little bleeding in his heart. Not to mention that the War Spirit Pill was extremely precious. He had spent a lot of War Qi Crystals in exchange for it. This magical sword of extraterrestrial fine iron really made his body ache. Fortunately, it was given to him.
The people are their descendants, and as long as they become the peak master, they can earn it back in the future.
In the next few days, ordinary disciples competed against each other. Luo Qingyao passed all levels and reached the final round without any decent resistance.
As the finals, the competition is naturally unusual. The leader Zhang Erdan personally presided over this competition.
At this moment, the competition stage was already overcrowded. This was not only because of the final battle, but more importantly, Luo Qingyao was so outstanding.
Zhang Erdan also didn't expect that Luo Yun Peak Lei Xingwu could actually cultivate such a disciple. Unfortunately, that guy didn't have many years to live. When he left, he would snatch this female disciple away.
Zhang Erdan had a beautiful thought. His eyes returned to the front and solemnly announced: "Fan Tinghua of Qingyun Peak will fight against Luo Qingyao of Luoyun Peak."