The white horse passed by, and time flew by. Soon it was the 13th, and there were only two days left before the sect competition.
The waves outside were already turbulent, but Zhao Lei was still in retreat, completely ignoring the rights and wrongs outside.
Zhao Lei was sitting cross-legged on the futon in the training room, with the Huntian Sword between his knees.
When Zhao Lei opened his eyes again, the momentum was suddenly released from his body. The bottleneck that had trapped him for a long time was finally broken. At this time, he had reached the sixth level of Qi training.
But for Zhao Lei, all this came naturally. After his Dantian was broken and restored, the mana in his body was baptized over and over again, and it was no longer what it used to be.
After Zhao Lei obtained the sword mark and gained some understanding, the bottleneck was no longer a bottleneck for him.
After the breakthrough, Zhao Lei simply consolidated his strength and left the training room.
It is better to combine work and rest, and relax between work and rest.
Although Zhao Lei is still very confident about the sect competition in two days, it is also very important to maintain the best condition.
Zhao Lei spent the remaining two days resting, reading books and pondering the sword marks in his head. He did not enter the training room to continue practicing.
"Clang clang clang!"
The peaceful Lingyu Sect suddenly rang, and bursts of bells reverberated throughout the world and entered the ears of everyone in the Lingyu Sect.
Of course Zhao Lei also heard it. After the bell rang, he knew it was time and the sect competition had begun.
Zhao Lei walked out of the room. The Huntian Sword on his waist swiped from his waist and flew directly into the sky, then suddenly fell and stopped in front of Zhao Lei.
The Huntian Sword transformed into a larger one. Zhao Lei took one step forward and disappeared into the sky, leaving only a long rainbow shadow.
In the same sky above the Lingyu Sect, not only Zhao Lei, but also countless afterimages flashed across. They were all disciples scattered throughout the Lingyu Sect. After hearing the bell, they all headed towards the main peak.
As the distance got closer, Zhao Lei felt more and more lively, until he came to the main peak and saw a huge platform floating above the main peak.
In addition, there are nine long swords with dozens of feet in the sky, showing their endless majesty in the sky.
Under the platform and the long sword, there were lights and colorful decorations everywhere, countless cranes were flying among them, and there were even more auspicious clouds, and there were various flowers everywhere, which was refreshing and charming.
The scene was very lively, and amidst the liveliness there was also a sense of solemnity.
After Zhao Lei came to the main peak, he stood alone on the flying sword. He didn't know the specific process. At this time, Huangfu Yi, who had been waiting for a long time, saw Zhao Lei coming, and a voice appeared directly in his ears.
"Junior brother, come quickly and our battle hall is located here."
Zhao Lei looked for the voice and saw Huangfu Yi looking at him with a smile. He flew over with his flying sword.
"I haven't seen you for a long time, senior brother, but he still looks as heroic as ever."
"Hey, how can I compare to my junior brother? I haven't seen him for just a few months and we have already reached such a state. I can't compare to my senior brother."
After pondering over this period of time, Zhao Lei realized another way of using it by covering his Dantian before Devouring Immortals, which is to cover up his cultivation level. The aura revealed by Zhao Lei now is the third level of Qi training.
When he said this, Huangfu Yi's eyes showed a fierce look.
Huangfu Yi originally thought that with Zhao Lei's talent, he would be able to practice very quickly, but he didn't expect it to be this fast.
In less than half a year, Zhao Lei has reached such a level of cultivation, and his aura is obviously not weak.
It's just a good time to take advantage of this sect competition to see how good Zhao Lei is. If he performs well then, his strength matches his cultivation level, and he is stronger.
Then Huangfu Yi was ready to take some other measures. He could not continue to let Zhao Lei continue to grow like this.
Soon, the disciples arrived one after another, and they were mainly divided into mountain gates to gather together.
"clang!"
Then another bell rang, and five rainbows flashed across from the distance.
Zhao Lei looked at the clothes worn by the people above the five rainbows and understood that they were the five core disciples of the Lingyu Sect.
Of course, if you include Zhao Lei, there are six, but after all, his apparent cultivation is not as good as theirs, so he did not come out with these core disciples, but just stood alone in the battle hall.
But there is another thing that Zhao Lei is also very curious about, why Huangfu Yi, as the top disciple of the war hall, is not the core disciple.
For others, it may be due to lack of strength, but Huangfu Yi should not have this problem. He is a sword cultivator and Xiao Yi's disciple.
However, even though this matter was strange, Zhao Lei did not ask Huangfu Yi next to him, because this kind of matter was likely to involve other people's privacy or sore feet. Only a heartless person would do such an honest inquiry in front of others.
After the five of them appeared, the clothes on Zhao Lei became even more eye-catching.
At this time, the five core disciples were standing together, and Zhao Lei was standing on the other side, which could not help but attract the attention of others, and many people had a joking look on their faces.
The other five, who were also core disciples, made a grand appearance in front of everyone's attention, but Zhao Lei could only come by himself.
Zhao Lei is a swordsman genius who is famous in Lingyu Sect. Everyone wants to see what he will do if he takes over. You must know that the temper of swordsmen is not very good. They are all a group of arrogant guys.
Many people were waiting for Zhao Lei's joke. Young people are passionate and impulsive. They were waiting to see a good show, but Zhao Lei exceeded their expectations. He didn't react at all. He just glanced at the five core disciples. , then withdrew his gaze.
Now Zhao Lei has long been reborn and has become more calm.
There was more of a lack of care in his eyes. Except for Liang Ji, Zhao Lei was confident that his strength would not be inferior to anyone else in the Lingyu Sect.
Whether it's the Devouring Immortal or the Sword Mark, it will give them a big surprise.
Zhao Lei's strength has surpassed theirs, so he naturally doesn't care about them.
It's like an adult watching a group of children playing and causing mischief below.
But other people don't know that most people think that Zhao Lei is cowarded, and they can't help but feel a little contempt. In their view, Zhao Lei, who made such a big fuss before, is just a weakling. Everything before was just because of good luck. , it’s just been inherited.
But they didn't think about it. If it was so easy to get it, then why no one else but Zhao Lei got it in the Lingyu Sect for nearly a thousand years.
People are always like this. They all think that they are the most special one, and others are just foils. It's all luck.
