After sending Yan Shu away, Jiang Ling'er closed the door, the smile on her face disappeared, and she was worried.
Jiang Buyi's appearance sounded the alarm for her. This competition was a dilemma.
She is at the fifth level of qi training, so she should have a chance to be in the top 100.
But if you want to participate, you will have to face Jiang Buji, and your future life in Tianqing Sect will be full of dangers.
Advance or retreat?
Jiang Ling'er clenched the colorless talisman in her hand, her eyes flickering.
*****
Five days had passed since the competition. Jiang Ling'er ended her retreat and rushed to the corresponding numbered arena.
"Ling'er, here!" Yan Shu, who was not far away, waved to her, "The numbers from 400 to 1,500 are all here!"
As she finished speaking, the center of the four corners of the field merged into a huge disk.
Jiang Linger flew down and stood alone in a small corner.
She had watched Yan Shu's competition a few days ago and knew that the first round was a big battle, and only those in the top 100 would be considered finalists.
She glanced at the crowd. Except for a few people who were signing up for the tour, the rest kept a certain distance from the surrounding people.
"In the first round, you will be eliminated upon landing. Three sticks of incense will be burned in time!" As the loud command was issued, the field lit up with a brilliant light, and hundreds of magic weapons were summoned at the same time, which was extremely spectacular.
Jiang Ling'er was no exception. She turned on her defense bracelet, with a rotating lotus floating above her head. The spiritual energy was circulating around her body, and she observed her surroundings vigilantly.
There is chaos on the field, there are both open and covert weapons, and you have to be careful about whether your footing is safe.
"Brush!" Several sharp crossbow arrows hit her protective shield. Before she could react, a thin male cultivator holding a sledgehammer hit her.
The Tai Chi pattern lit up in the depths of Jiang Ling'er's pupils. As the Yin and Yang Eyes were activated, the movements of the male cultivator in front of him became sluggish. She jumped over in the air, used the force of the force, and kicked out hard with her toes along with the force of the sledgehammer.
The male cultivator was kicked to the ground and quickly pushed off the ring by the people next to him.
That kick was really nice and neat, and there were fewer eager eyes on her.
As time passed, the number of people on the field visibly decreased. Most of the remaining people started to gather together, seeming to have reached some tacit understanding, and kept clearing away those who were left alone.
Jiang Ling'er circulated her spiritual energy and put a hidden breath charm on herself while the people around her were not paying attention.
Next, she quietly removed some people from her small team. The speed was so fast that those who had already been kicked down were still confused.
The number of people is getting smaller and smaller, and the gaps in distance are getting bigger and bigger. Many people noticed that someone was making a sneak attack and were on guard.
When Jiang Ling'er saw this, she stopped moving and stood silently in a corner.
There are about two hundred people on the field now, including several old handymen whose cultivation has reached the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining.
Compared with the Qi-Building Pills that can only be received once a month, how can the benefits of outer disciples not make everyone at the bottom struggling to survive jealous?
It's just a glimmer of hope, a way out.
Jiang Ling'er's expression became more solemn, and within a few breaths, several more people were kicked off the disk by her.
Soon, everything that should be cleaned was cleaned up.
At this time, the field is divided into four different situations. One is the old handyman with high cultivation level;
The second is a wealthy monk with a rich net worth, a magic weapon at his side, and no known background;
The third is a lone ranger like Jiang Ling'er who is not low in cultivation but difficult to deal with. The fourth is a huge team composed of dozens of people with slightly lower cultivation.
The situation on the field was in a stalemate. Except for a few old handymen, everyone else did not dare to act rashly, for fear of being beaten down by the remaining people.
When the atmosphere was stagnant, a voice came.
"Senior brothers, why don't we cooperate?" The person who spoke was a male cultivator at the front of the team. He cupped his hands and looked at the old handymen who were closing their eyes to rest.
"Cooperation?" One of the old handymen smiled and pointed at the group of people behind him, "Can't we just kick him half way down?"
"you!"
Someone in the crowd made an angry noise, but was stopped by the leading male cultivator.
"I am not Yunlong, so I won't go into details. If senior brother cooperates with us, I will give you five bottles of rejuvenation pills." The male cultivator was not angry because of his words, but still bowed his head and said respectfully.
Five bottles of rejuvenation pills?
The surname is Fei?
The old handyman who responded was overjoyed and his mind was spinning. This was not Yunlong's reputation, but he had heard of it.
The genius boy who reached the third level of Qi refining at the age of four once caused a sensation in the entire Tianqing Sect.
He originally thought that he would rise all the way up and be accepted as a true disciple by the elders of the inner sect. Unexpectedly, he was scratched by a monster during training and his pubic area was scratched. From then on, his status plummeted and he became a handyman.
The old handyman glanced at his cultivation level with his spiritual consciousness and reached the fourth level of Qi training. He thought, could this kid be able to practice again?
"How to cooperate?"
"It's very simple, as long as senior brother helps us drive away those people."
With a smile on his face, Fei Yunlong pointed at Jiang Linger and several other single monks in the distance.
"How many of them?" The old handyman narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I'm afraid it's difficult to handle."
Fei Yunlong immediately understood what he meant, "Add an extra bottle of healing pills, and settle the matter immediately after the matter is completed without any delay."
"make a deal!"
Jiang Ling'er could feel the glances those people were looking at her, and with a thump in her heart, she summoned the Hunyuan Pearl.
Sure enough, by the time she reacted, the old handyman had already taken action.
He summoned a spear magic weapon, stabbing at the vital points with a cunning and vicious manner. It was not like he was sparring with his fellow disciples, but the two of them were more like mortal enemies with a blood feud.
Not only her, but also several other old handymen also attacked several other lone monks. Fei Yunlong's words successfully seduced them.
There was a huge difference in cultivation level, and those few people were thrown out of the disc within a short time.
When Jiang Ling'er saw several other old handymen running towards her, she summoned the Fire Dragon Talisman without hesitation.
In an instant, a thick wall of fire formed around her. Several fire dragons were circling around her, baring their teeth and claws. The boiling heat wave instantly filled the entire competition stage!
The management elder who was dozing in the upper auditorium suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the dazzling scarlet fire dragon pillar in the center of the disk.
"What a crime, what a crime!" He was heartbroken and immediately waved his hand to summon others, gritting his teeth and saying: "Call Elder Fu Feng and ask him to take this prodigal son back to me!"
The audience in the audience suddenly burst into excitement, cheering one after another. How could they, who usually have to simplify even one talisman and plan to use it, ever seen such a big scene?
Everyone on the disk was also dumbfounded, looking at the spectacular wall of fire dragons surrounding it, with their mouths wide open.
The giant flame dragon seemed to be given life, its long dragon beard and mane were lifelike, its mouth opened, and it went straight towards the two nearest old handymen. After a while, two figures that were burnt black were thrown out disc.
There were only one hundred and one people left on the field.
As the flames extinguished, Jiang Ling'er's figure slowly appeared, and she looked coldly at Fei Yunlong, the leader of the team.
Seeing the female cultivator summoning another talisman, Fei Yunlong's eyelids jumped wildly and he quickly kicked the person behind him off the stage.
