There are countless contestants in the sect competition, and there are no less than a thousand people in their arena alone.
There are seventy-two peaks in the outer sect, thirty-six peaks in the inner sect, plus the Qi training disciples on the main peak and the major special peaks. This is because many disciples did not participate in the competition, otherwise there would only be more people.
The team of twelve people is considered to be among the top in number in the arena. After all, there are not many disciples from so many peaks who can be in the same arena and know each other or have friendships with them.
The biting wind blew in Lu Qingye's direction.
The goal of the opponents was very clear, to capture their team, and the first ones to bear the brunt were the youngest Lu Qingye and the weaker disciple.
Lu Qingye's movement skills were already very proficient, so it was relatively easy to dodge.
But the disciple in the later stage of Qi training had some difficulties, even though the six-star spiritual formation shared a lot of pressure.
Yi Minglun made a prompt decision and switched positions with the disciple who was in the late stage of Qi training.
Suddenly, several people faced Yi Minglun directly.
Yi Minglun shared most of the pressure, which naturally made the rest of the team less stressed.
But they all know that this is not a long-term solution.
The opponent's cultivation level is not much different from theirs, but their number is twice that of their own.
Lu Qingye's consciousness swept over several people, and his thoughts were spinning in his mind.
The footwork remains unchanged, and the spiritual power surges in the hands.
The rich wood spiritual power appeared and turned into vines, fiercely lashing out at the people on the opposite side.
At the same time, thunder spiritual power covered the long sword.
The sharp tip shone coldly.
"Pfft!"
The other party was unaware for a moment and was hit by Lu Qingye.
Lu Qingye was not afraid when he met the other party's vicious gaze.
"court death!"
The pain on his arm made the male cultivator angry, feeling that he had been provoked by a new disciple.
He didn't take Lu Qingye too seriously, so when he was angry, he rushed out of the twelve-man team and killed Lu Qingye.
He thought that he could quickly deal with Lu Qingye and return to the team quickly without having any impact on the entire team and plan.
It may even be that because he solved Lu Qingye, their formation was broken, and his side could easily capture it.
Seeing him rushing out so quickly, it was already too late for the disciples on his team to stop him.
Lu Qingye instantly became extremely vigilant.
The spiritual power of Dantian quickly surged to all parts of the body.
"Bang!"
The long sword and the broadsword collided, and both of them took half a step back.
The wind blew Lu Qingye's hair on his forehead, and she saw the shock in his eyes.
It was probably at this moment that he realized that he had underestimated Lu Qingye.
The monks watching in the audience, some of whom knew Lu Qingye, couldn't help but get excited.
"That monk underestimated the enemy!"
"The strength of this little junior sister cannot be underestimated."
Even though she didn't have the experience of most monks, as Lu Qingye thought, she had advantages that many people didn't have, such as the control of spiritual power.
Sure enough, on the stage, with the blessing of Lei Mu's spiritual power, Lu Qingye quickly defeated the male cultivator.
The man first underestimated the enemy and then wanted to counterattack, but Lu Qingye did not give him that chance.
One step is slow and everything is lost.
The rest of the team also reacted, and Yi Minglun took action quickly when the other team was in chaos.
Seeing that they were at a disadvantage and becoming more and more chaotic as they fought, Yi Minglun struck even more sharply.
The leader of the opponent wanted to change his strategy temporarily, but several disciples on his side had already messed up.
Being dragged back, he could only grit his teeth and bear it.
"retreat!"
His gloomy eyes swept over several people, and he remembered a few of them!
The twelve people could only retreat unwillingly. In fact, if they had to fight hard, they might not be able to reverse the situation.
But they are not the only two teams on the stage.
They don't want others to end up reaping the benefits.
However, there were obvious flaws in the twelve people who retreated, which made some monks who had already paid attention to their surroundings suddenly become interested.
In an instant, the escape route of several people was blocked.
The twelve people suddenly looked ugly.
But some people saw that they were easy to bully, so they followed suit and fished in troubled waters.
Yi Minglun and others looked at each other and made the decision to leave this place of right and wrong.
After gaining a short period of safety, the few people did not relax, but became more vigilant.
They all know that this is just the beginning.
However, Yi Minglun and others were still surprised by Lu Qingye's action just now.
Yi Minglun's mind changed. He felt that Lu Qingye was not only talented, but also resourceful.
Such people are very worthy of friendship.
Even if we can't make good friends, we can't make bad friends either.
As time goes by.
There are fewer and fewer monks in the ring, and the battle is becoming more and more intense.
Lu Qingye and his group of six people, no matter how careful they were, they were still stained, and the disciple who was in the late stage of Qi training was also knocked off the ring.
The five people had to change their formation, from the six-star spiritual formation to the five-element guard formation.
Several people's faces were a little pale, and one female cultivator was almost unable to hold on.
Lu Qingye also took a few pills, but she didn't want to use too many of these unless absolutely necessary.
After all, this is only the first game, and there are many more to come.
"Dong dong dong!"
The final gongs and drums for Arena No. 26 finally sounded, which also meant that the number of people in Arena No. 26 was enough.
Lu Qingye and others suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The female cultivator could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
The male cultivator beside her quickly helped her up.
"Junior sister Yang? Are you okay?"
The female cultivator was already a little unconscious. With her last will, she took out a pill from her storage bag and put it into her mouth.
After taking the elixir, the female cultivator's face looked better.
But only a little.
Yi Minglun knew that the other party had exhausted his spiritual power and spiritual consciousness. Junior Sister Yang, who had weak spiritual roots and poor aptitude, had more difficulty than many disciples in using spiritual power to fight.
Having persisted for so long is already the end of the struggle.
This made him look at Lu Qingye again.
Although Lu Qingye's face is a little pale, even whiter because of her skin color, her overall mental state is good.
Yi Minglun's hand couldn't help but tighten a little.
This is the most obvious gap caused by talent.
The female cultivator stood up reluctantly, trying to hold on.
But everyone knew that in the next battle, her chances of winning were very slim.
Hua Yinzhen also ended her own ring competition. With the blessing of the Hua family's alchemy weapon array, Hua Yinzhen was different from most disciples. She was able to compete in the ring melee competition like a duck to water.
Some monks who wanted to curry favor with the Hua family also formed a team with them, which made it almost unnecessary for her to take action herself.
Someone took action for her and occasionally threw out a talisman disk, which made many disciples envious.
Enjoying those envious looks greatly satisfied Hua Yinzhen's inner vanity.
But there is always one thing on my mind.
Therefore, as soon as she finished her battle, she paid attention to the situation on Lu Qingye's side.
