"Master of the Prison—"
Yang Zhen shouted: "Why is there no my name?"
The sound was loud, like thunder on the ground.
There was no way, the venue was in chaos at this time, and he had to shout at the top of his lungs.
Several schoolchildren nearby were startled by the sudden roar, and they all looked at him with an annoyed expression.
More people turned their attention here, and those who knew Yang Zhen's preliminary results immediately whispered among themselves. Some were gloating about the misfortune, while others were equally puzzled.
Yuan Shanchang had been paying attention to Yang Zhen. Seeing that he finally couldn't help but ask questions, he sighed in his heart and was about to explain.
But he saw Geng Supervisor with disdain on his face and scolded: "Who are you? How dare you roar at the meeting?"
Of course he doesn't know Yang Zhen, so asking questions like this is just a habit of superiors.
Following his scolding, the entire square immediately fell silent.
Yang Zhen calmly raised her hand and said, "Master of the Supervisory Academy, Yang Zhen, I was ranked second in the Shiqi group in the preliminary round. Why is there no my name in the semi-finals?"
"You are not qualified enough," Geng Supervisor raised his eyes and scanned the entire square, feeling happy in his heart: "The sect stipulates that those who have no cultivation level cannot participate in the selection. You have been in the academy for two years and have not cultivated a single aura. You don't know who you are. Do you dare to disturb the venue?"
He was about to order people to drive Yang Zhen out, but he heard the young man's clear voice saying:
"I'm reporting to the Lord Supervisor that I have some cultivation skills!"
"You——" Geng Supervisor was furious: "You still dare to lie?"
This kid hadn't introduced Qi into his body more than ten days ago. How could he be able to cultivate now? Who are you trying to coax?
"Boom!" The square was also in an uproar. This guy who was fighting with his fists two days ago actually has some cultivation?
"If you don't believe me, please check it out!"
Faced with the suspicious looks one after another, Yang Zhen said confidently.
…
"There is a spiritual light in the Dantian, and it has entered the period of Qi training."
Yuan Shanchang withdrew his spiritual eye technique and said slowly, feeling amazed in his heart. He personally asked this kid before the preliminary competition. At that time, he had not yet started to draw qi. In just a few days, he was already a qi-training monk.
This is too fast!
This record is faster than that girl Yue'er!
It's a pity that the sect's records will only start counting from two years ago, otherwise I, Shuyang County, will have to leave my name in history again.
Geng Supervisor looked gloomy at the side. He had also used the spiritual eye technique to examine Yang Zhen's Dantian just now. It was indeed a bright light. This was a sign of the storage of spiritual energy in the Dantian and could not be faked at all.
The instructions he worked so hard to get from the sect turned out to be a joke.
This kid is just deliberately going against me!
Suddenly, he had a thought in his mind and stared at Yang Zhen:
"Why is the aura in your Dantian green?"
Upon hearing this, Chief Yuan Shan turned around and looked at Yang Zhen as well.
Of course he also discovered this problem, but there were so many people at this time that it was inconvenient to ask.
"What I absorb is pure wood spiritual energy." Yang Zhen answered honestly.
"Where did you practice?" Geng Supervisory Academy glanced at Yuan Cheng. Could it be that he secretly opened the academy's Yimu Formation? How could you hide such a thing from me!
"I made it with wood spirit stone." Yang Zhen took out a spirit stone from her arms, which was exactly the one Yiyi wrapped up last night.
Geng Supervisor took the spirit stone and examined it carefully. This spirit stone was slightly lighter than the normal wood-type middle-grade spirit stone. It had obviously been used.
"How is it possible?" He was shocked: "With your cultivation level and using middle-grade spiritual stones to practice, aren't you afraid of your meridians exploding?"
Yang Zhen smiled and did not answer.
"Okay, since Yang Zhen has already cultivated, let's regroup him!" Chief Yuan Shanzhang summoned an instructor and ordered.
…
After urgent consultations with several teachers, the results came out quickly.
First of all, now that the list of ninety people has been announced, no one can be excluded.
That would only allow Yang Zhen to jump in line and join one of the groups.
It's just a six-person team, three games a day, just enough to complete the competition in five days.
With one more person, a seven-person team would need to compete four times a day if they finish the competition in five days, and the maximum number could be five games a day.
Not only was it hard work, but in the end, only two people could be selected to advance.
No matter which group is left with this, they won’t be happy with it.
In the end, it was Chief Yuan Shan who made the decision to place Yang Zhen into the ninth group. In this group, there is only one seed player ranked first, who is a direct descendant of a foundation-building family, and the others are all from ordinary backgrounds.
With this arrangement, opposition voices can be suppressed to a minimum.
Just like this, Yang Zhen became the target of public criticism in the Jiu Group.
The first match of the day was against a second-level Qi practitioner with four spiritual roots.
This schoolboy also ranked second in the preliminary competition, and his strength is not bad, especially in terms of martial arts.
Yang Zhen used Wuyuan Step and rushed forward. The child added a light body technique to himself, and the two started fighting.
When Yang Zhen finally saw an opportunity and punched him, the child raised a hand to block, and then used the force to go around behind him.
The severe pain from his hand made his face twitch, but compared with the opportunity for a sneak attack, it was worth it.
He raised his other hand, pinched the magic formula, and a golden light flashed in his hand, stabbing Yang Zhen in the back.
This is [Golden Needle Stance], which condenses spiritual energy into a golden needle and stabs the opponent.
Among the attack techniques at the beginning of Qi training, [Golden Needle Stab] can be said to be the fastest, almost instantaneous.
Yang Zhen secretly felt bad, turned around, and the golden light hit the blue robe on her body, breaking a hole the size of a nail, and hit her shoulder.
A stream of blood shot out.
This is the first time Yang Zhen has been bleeding and injured since the preliminary round.
He was taken aback and cheered up, never daring to ignore it again.
However, after the child's lightening surgery, Yang Zhen was no less flexible than him. Not only did Yang Zhen fail to catch him, she was hit again, and blood was seen on the other shoulder.
Fortunately, the material of this robe was good. After the gold needle was pierced, its strength was weakened a lot, and the damage to Yang Zhen was not as great as it seemed.
This little bit of pain is nothing compared to what you experience during physical exercise.
Yang Zhen didn't care about her bleeding shoulders, she concentrated on her energy and dealt with it calmly.
The child's lips curled up into a smile. He still had three chances to cast the spell. He would seize the opportunity and try it two more times. He would definitely be the winner today!
When the quarter of an hour was almost up, he applied the lightening technique on himself again.
Another half-quarter of an hour later, when his last [Golden Needle] hit the area where Yang Zhen was injured for the first time, Yang Zhen finally couldn't help but roar.
This injection hurts!
A smile bloomed on the child's face, and victory seemed to be right in front of him.
As long as he admits defeat, his injured shoulder can be treated by the immortal master immediately.
"Admit defeat!" he shouted. "As long as you admit defeat, your shoulder can be treated!"
Yang Zhen was unmoved.
He couldn't admit defeat.
If he chooses two out of seven people, even if he loses only one game, he may be squeezed out of the top two.
According to the rules, if multiple people have the same winning or losing results, their cultivation levels will be compared and they will be ranked according to their cultivation levels.
Yang Zhen only entered Qi training, not even reaching the first level of Qi training, and her cultivation level was at the bottom of the field.
Therefore, if he is sure to qualify, he cannot lose a game.
Must win!
"Hurry up and admit defeat, or your arm will be ruined!"
When the second quarter of an hour was about to end and Yang Zhen was still walking calmly, the child finally panicked.
