The edge of the performance field.
Zhou Qing put away his license plate and joined Wu Ming who was waiting there.
"Senior Brother Zhou, I really belong to you!"
Wu Ming looked a little excited:
"You are participating in the competition this time. How many places do you want to hit?"
Zhou Qing couldn't help laughing when he heard this:
"Everyone else was laughing at me for not overestimating my abilities. I just wanted to join in the fun. How could Junior Brother Wu think so?"
Wu Ming curled his lips and said:
"Senior Brother Zhou, that's purely because others don't understand you!"
"You are not the kind of person who likes to show off. You must be confident about participating in the competition this time!"
"Let me guess, is your goal... the top 100, or the top 80? It can't be the top 50, right?"
Zhou Qing smiled and waved his hands without saying anything else.
At this moment, the stands around the performance venue were more than half full, and most of the Qingzhuyuan disciples were already sitting on them, waiting for Xiaobi to start.
"Come on, let's find a place to sit down."
Zhou Qing said hello and prepared to take Wu Ming to sit down.
But before they took two steps, a sudden ray of light came from far away from the Qingzhu Courtyard.
"Um?"
This scene immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Most of the disciples of Qingzhuyuan who wanted to participate in the competition or watch the battle came here. No new escape light arrived for at least a quarter of an hour. Who came so late?
What is beyond everyone’s expectation is:
After this red escaping light circled in the sky for several times, it seemed to have found its target. It suddenly descended and landed in front of Zhou Qing, blocking his way.
"Um?!"
Zhou Qing frowned slightly and suddenly had a guess in his mind.
After the light dispersed, a young man with a handsome appearance and a slim figure stepped down from Feihuoyun.
"Hantan Courtyard Li Chen has met Junior Brother Zhou!"
His voice was not loud, but it was obviously blessed with magical power. It stirred in the surrounding air and could be heard clearly even from a hundred feet away.
One stone stirs up a thousand waves.
"It's Li Chen from Hantan Courtyard!"
"Oh, is that Li Chen, who is said to be the most talented among the new disciples this year?"
"What is the most talented person? Senior brother, the news that you have been in seclusion for a month is out of date. I heard a few days ago..."
"Hey! I didn't expect that Li Chen would actually find Senior Brother Zhou. Now there's something exciting to watch!"
As the number one genius among the new disciples, Li Chen still has a good reputation in the outer sect.
This time, he specifically took advantage of the small competition to take the initiative to find Zhou Qing. It was obviously because he came with bad intentions. The two were not fighting each other, but they could at least be said to be tit-for-tat.
Many new disciples, and even senior brothers and sisters, all watched the confrontation between the two with the mentality of watching a good show and joining in the fun.
"Senior Brother Li is polite."
Zhou Qing's face remained unchanged, but he felt a little bored in his heart.
Li Chen specifically chose such a moment, and it was obvious that he had sinister intentions, just to make the matter bigger, and to step on his face to eliminate the impact of the rumors.
He was not prepared to give him any face when dealing with this kind of thing, so he said directly:
"The recent rumors among the outer sect are well-organized and very loud. I have heard a lot of them."
He had no expression on his face and said in an indifferent tone:
"Senior Brother Li is here to have a fight with me and prove his superiority?"
Li Chen was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Zhou Qing's way of speaking to be so straightforward.
But Zhou Qing took the initiative to mention that the so-called "rumors" were "sound", which made him feel a little annoyed and his tone became a bit tough:
"yes!"
"Three days later, the Hantan Courtyard will perform the ritual. Junior Brother Zhou, will you dare to come?"
Zhou Qing looked directly at him and uttered four words:
"It's a deal!"
"good!"
Without saying a word, Li Chen turned around with a flick of his sleeves, climbed onto the flying fire cloud, and walked straight away:
"Three days later, I will congratulate Junior Brother Zhou on his arrival at Hantan Courtyard!"
After he leaves:
"Senior Brother Zhou, this Li Chen is nothing!"
Wu Ming withdrew his gaze and said something angrily.
"Don't pay attention to him."
Zhou Qing shook his head, turned around and put the matter behind him. He and Wu Ming went to the stands and found a corner to sit down.
The many new disciples, senior brothers and sisters in the stands, seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, also withdrew their gazes, discussed the matter for a few words, and then shifted their attention.
soon:
"Boom!" "Boom!"...
Several more rays of light fell in the sky. This time, the hospital master and the remaining supervisors and patrols arrived together.
The master of the Qingzhu Courtyard was a short, fat old man, about fifty years old, with a rich appearance and a cheerful smile. He led the other supervisors and patrols to the high platform facing the performance venue.
This high platform is also the best place to watch the fighting. There are seven seats on it, one is not too many and one is not too little.
"Dear disciples of Qingzhuyuan."
The master of the hospital began to speak. Since they were all immortal monks and did not like red tape, he said a few polite words and then began to announce the rules of the competition.
Xiaobi’s rules are simple:
The so-called registered monks will compete in pairs through drawing lots. During the period, there will be byes and extra games according to the number of participants, until the last eight people are eliminated.
The top eight will draw lots and compete until the first and second place are determined; as for the third to tenth place, the hospital director, supervisors and inspectors will jointly judge the ranking based on their fighting skills.
In the morning, there is a duel in the middle stage of opening the pulse, and in the afternoon, there is a duel in the late stage of opening the pulse.
"Get ready to start!"
The Master of Qingzhu Courtyard shouted loudly and casually fired out a few spells.
"Rumble..."
The performance field roared with thunder, and ten performance platforms rose from the ground!
The entire performance field is a hundred feet square (one hundred thousand square meters), and each performance platform is about twenty feet square (four thousand square meters). Including the gaps and distances between each other, the entire performance field can be filled to the full.
Ten magic performance platforms are fighting at the same time, and the elimination speed can be said to be extremely fast, so that the Xiaobi process can be controlled within one day.
"The first round list is as follows!"
After the master of Qingzhu Court took his seat, Supervisor Shen stood up and cast a spell.
The powerful mana roared out, turning into a curtain of light in the sky, with hundreds of figures surging above it.
At this time, the other supervisors and inspectors sitting on the high platform also took action. They each manifested their magic power and rushed into the light screen to draw lots.
Several supervisors and inspectors supervise each other, and the result they can get depends entirely on luck. Unless the six supervisors and inspectors work together, it is impossible to cheat in this link.
Just two breaths later:
The numbers on the light screen freeze, and the twenty numbers correspond up and down.
"Performance Stage No. 1, No. 49 vs. No. 197!"
"Performance Stage No. 2, No. 30 vs. No. 377!"
"Performance Stage No. 3, Battle No. 252..."
In an instant, the thousands of Qingzhuyuan disciples in the stands could clearly see the result of the drawing of lots.
"Boom!" "Boom!"...
Each number plate holder with the corresponding number stood up, flew into the sky using the escaping light, and landed on the corresponding performance stage.
"Buzz!"
The two Qingzhuyuan disciples landed, and after a buzzing sound on the performance stage, a light shield immediately appeared, covering the entire performance stage.
Although the destructive power of monks in the middle and late stages of the Pulse Opening Realm when casting spells and activating magic weapons is limited, in order to prevent accidental injury and interference, there is still a magic circle covering them.
Not only that:
The control authority of these magic circles is in the hands of the master of Qingzhu Academy and the two supervisors. They can block the power of magic weapons and spells at critical moments and avoid unexpected situations that cannot be stopped to the greatest extent.
"boom!"
The disciples of Qingzhuyuan on the performance stage immediately started fighting after greeting each other.
For a time, all kinds of brilliance flashed, many magic weapons and spells came out in turn, fierce battles broke out one after another at the same time, figures wandered, magic power surged, and the ten battlefields entered a white-hot state almost instantly.
The battle between low-level monks is limited by their own magic power and often does not last too long. In the most intense cases, even three or five breaths are enough to determine the winner.
"here we go!"
Wu Ming shouted excitedly and stared intently at the fierce battle on a magic platform.
Zhou Qing did the same. He randomly selected a magic performance platform and focused on the details of the fight, observing the battle between the two monks.
Although he is very confident in himself, after all, he has never experienced a battle between monks and lacks the necessary experience. Such observation is also of great benefit to him.
"It's really intense..."
Zhou Qing just took a few glances, and thoughts surged in his heart.
Most of the Kaimai Sixth Heaven disciples have already experienced more than one dispatch mission from the General Affairs Hall, fought against many monsters, evil cultivators, and demonic monks, and have already developed a mature combat system.
Their mastery of their own spells and magical weapons is extremely profound, and most of them have reached the second level of spells. They are also experienced in fighting spells, and their battles with each other are quite interesting.
A small number of disciples have even practiced magic to the third level or possess high-grade magic weapons. They are considered to be the most outstanding group.
"break!"
A graceful female monk shouted low, and the fire bird beside her screamed sharply, knocking the opponent's fire shield away and flying away.
It is also the second-level Xuanyan Technique, but after she has used it, she can already take the shape of a flying bird. It is obviously close to the level of the third-level, and it is quite powerful.
The Firebird's body was extremely flexible, and it moved across a distance of six feet in one turn, before stopping on the opponent's head.
"……I lost."
Feeling the astonishing heat wave above his head, the monk on the opposite side reluctantly gave up.
"Junior brother accepts."
The female monk smiled and won the battle easily.
The fierce battle for drawing lots in the first round lasted less than half a quarter of an hour, and it was all over, with ten winners decided.
Many Qingzhuyuan disciples in the stands were still discussing and commenting on the many highlights of the previous round of fighting, especially the many new disciples who were even more excited and talking about it.
"The second round is ready to begin..."
The supervisors and inspectors on the high platform waited until all ten performance platforms were vacated and then quickly started the second round of drawing lots.
Time flies.
The fierce battles one after another, especially the battles between dragons and tigers with similar strength, made many Qingzhuyuan disciples exclaim that it was wonderful and a feast for the eyes.
Even many Qingzhuyuan disciples who were in the late stages of opening their pulses would nod and comment from time to time, also attracted by the wonderful fighting skills.
"The list for the seventh round is as follows!"
The mana light curtain froze again, showing twenty names facing each other.
This time, Zhou Qing saw the number that represented himself - Dharma Stage No. 5, No. 86 vs. No. 274!
Zhou Qing looked calm and said nothing as he slowly stood up and prepared to go on stage.
"Senior Brother Zhou, come on!"
Wu Ming on the side cheered him on.
"boom!"
With a thought in his mind, the magic power in the energy channels around his body circulated, and he performed the "Burning Wind Technique".
In an instant, Zhou Qing's whole body ignited with invisible heat waves, as if the invisible air was ignited. He flew up around him and landed directly on the fifth performance stage.
