Lu Zhonghe told Qiu Fei what happened next.
"Ge Hao is not dead?"
When Qiu Fei heard that Ge Hao had escaped death and came back to life, he immediately became excited.
This excitement immediately involved the wound on his chest, causing him to groan in pain and break out in a cold sweat.
"Don't get excited!"
Lu Zhonghe quickly comforted Qiu Fei, "It's business to take care of yourself and recover from your injuries! I cooked Warcraft meat porridge for you. It's pulpy, soft and glutinous, and it melts in your mouth."
As he spoke, he actually brought a bowl of meat porridge cooked with monster meat.
Looking at the fragrant meat porridge, Qiu Fei's appetite increased and she really felt a little hungry.
After eating a bowl of meat porridge, Qiu Fei's body recovered some strength.
"What did the Discipline Hall say?"
Qiu Fei asked.
In the ancient Xuanmen, interfering with fellow disciples' breakthrough is a very serious matter, and can be punished by beheading.
When Lu Zhonghe heard Qiu Fei's question, his expression suddenly darkened.
After a while, he said angrily: "There is news from the Discipline Hall that Ge Hao flatly denied interfering with Team Fan's breakthrough.
They bit back and falsely accused us of forcing their team to pass by, and then they started a fight with us.
Fortunately, the Discipline Hall did not accept their argument, but believed that our handling method was simple, crude, and wrong.
Finally, the Discipline Hall punished them by imprisoning them in a water prison for three years.
Don't worry, kid, our Golden Dragon Team is not just someone to bully, Team Fan will definitely make the decision for you! "
After Qiu Fei heard this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
this is the truth!
As a migrant worker in his previous life, he had had too many tragic experiences in this area, and he had long been numb and accepted strange things.
Only when you are strong can some people not dare to bully you at will.
"Senior Brother Lu, my injury..."
Qiu Fei couldn't help but ask.
"It's okay!"
Lu Zhonghe consoled him: "Captain Chiang said that there happens to be a 'black jade pill' in the Lingdan Pavilion, and we are raising money for it."
"Black Tamamaru?"
Qiu Fei recited silently in his mind, "What does the 'Black Jade Pill' treat? Why do I feel like I have no energy at all?"
Lu Zhonghe looked sad and angry, and did not hide it, "The meridians all over your body are destroyed, and you need 'Black Jade Pills' to repair them."
All meridians destroyed?
There was a "buzz" sound.
It was like a huge thunder exploded in my mind, making a roaring sound.
Qiu Fei went blank.
His body seemed to be imprisoned, stiff, and his eyes were staring straight at the top wall of the cave without blinking.
Absent, sluggish, motionless.
Lu Zhonghe understood Qiu Fei's current mood, and no one else would be able to bear hearing such news.
He comforted softly: "Junior Brother Qiu, you can rest assured that we have almost raised the money.
In a few days, we can buy 'Black Jade Pills'. "
"Senior Brother Lu, where is Captain Fan?"
After a while, Qiu Fei came back to his senses, but his eyes were still lifeless.
"Team Fan is participating in the competition."
When it came to the competition, Lu Zhonghe became interested and excitedly introduced to Qiu Fei: "Currently, his situation is very good and he has entered the top 100 finals.
If nothing else, the first place must be him! "
Qiu Fei hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Senior Brother Lu, can I go to watch the game?"
"What can't you do?"
Lu Zhonghe suddenly jumped up and shouted: "I have wanted to watch for a long time, but you don't dare to leave even half a step without waking up..."
As he said that, Lu Zhonghe laughed sheepishly.
Welcome to Mt.
The year-end competition of the Ancient Xuanmen was held on the competition ground of Yingxin Mountain.
The competition ground was built on the top of Yingxin Mountain. It was a wide platform with a radius of more than a hundred feet.
This platform is said to have been formed by a senior expert from the sect who used his power to cut off the top of Yingxin Mountain with one palm.
At this moment, dozens of competition stages have been set up on this platform.
All around the arena were sect disciples who flocked to watch the competition. At a glance, it was a huge crowd of people and it was extremely lively.
Some disciples of the sect felt that there were too many people, crowded, and noisy, so they invited three or five friends to ride on the flying talisman and fly into the air to watch the battle.
Place some fruits, drinks, preserves and other food around them, sit in a circle, and drink happily while watching the battle.
It’s so satisfying to comment on some games as much as I want!
As the game progressed, the battle became more intense.
The competition became more and more exciting, and more and more disciples came to watch the competition.
Qiu Fei and Lu Zhonghe came to Yingxin Mountain through the teleportation array. With Lu Zhonghe's support, they walked out of the teleportation array.
Lu Zhonghe took out his flying charm, unfolded it in the wind, then sat on it with Qiu Fei in his arms, and flew straight to the top of the mountain.
With the meridians destroyed, Qiu Fei's normal walking has no effect except that he cannot mobilize his internal energy to practice.
It's just that his sternum was shattered and has not fully healed. The wound is often involved when walking, which is very painful.
Lu Zhonghe asked him to sit on the flying talisman, so that Qiu Fei could watch the game without feeling tired.
There are not ten thousand, but thousands of outer disciples participating in the competition every year. Everyone has the same dream: to become an inner disciple.
Every year after the big competition starts, there will be some chaos in the early stages of the competition.
Because it takes the form of a melee.
During this stage, contestants will huddle together for warmth and form teams of different sizes in order to survive.
At this stage, it is basically a team battle, and there is no room to survive alone.
This melee continues for five rounds until two hundred winners are chosen.
Then, the game entered a one-on-one knockout round to select one hundred strong players.
Today is the second day of the one-on-one battle, and fifty winners will be selected to advance to the next round of round robin.
The so-called round-robin competition means that the fifty winners are divided into ten groups, with five people in each group, and compete in a round-robin battle.
Finally, the results were tallied up, and the top three in each group were promoted to inner disciples.
In the melee stage, there may be some cheaters mixed in, but after two rounds of eliminations, this probability is greatly reduced.
After the round-robin competition, the disciples who can enter the top three in each group will basically be selected from the best.
In this way, the sect can ensure that the disciples who advance to the inner sect are all truly outstanding.
This carefully designed competition shows the sect's good intentions in selecting talents.
When the two arrived at the summit platform of Yingxin Mountain, the competition had already begun. The audience's shouts were loud and the atmosphere was enthusiastic.
"Team Fan is on stage five."
Lu Zhonghe saw Fan Buhui standing on the ring at a glance, and controlled the flying talisman to fly over.
Qiu Fei looked up.
Fan Buhui was the only one standing in the center of Arena No. 5, with no other opponents.
And in the corner of the arena, there was an old man standing. He had a great aura, at least the seventh level of the Insight Realm or above.
Qiu Fei knew that the old man was the game supervisor, presiding over and supervising the game, taking into account the safety of the game.
Is it over so soon?
Qiu Fei was suspicious when he saw the competition supervisor shouting to the audience: "Thirty breaths, countdown."
The spectators around Arena No. 5 started talking after hearing this prompt.
"What's going on with this boy Zhou Hai? Get out of here quickly!"
"Don't worry! Dongming Realm! Isn't it just to seek abuse when you come to power? I bet this kid gave up the fight!"
"What a fucking weird thing! Three people actually reached the Dongming Realm this year, which is the most ever."
"It's not just for the generous reward for first place!"
…
Listening to the discussion below, Qiu Fei couldn't help but cast his eyes to other arenas.
Sure enough, the situation in the other two arenas was exactly the same, with two contestants from the Dongming Realm standing forlornly on the arena.
However, their opponents unanimously chose to abandon the battle.
Facing such a strong opponent, Yin Yuan Realm has no hope of winning at all, and giving up the battle is the only honorable defeat.
One breath and one breath last for about three seconds.
Thirty breaths later.
Fan Buhui's opponent did not show up in the end, which was equivalent to abstention, and he automatically won.
The same is true for the other two Dongming Realm contestants.
Their opponents all chose to forfeit, and when the time was up, they automatically won and entered the round robin easily.
Qiu Fei saw Fan Buhui walking off the ring and walking towards a building not far away without saying a word.
After the other two Dongming Realm contestants walked off the stage, they also entered the building.
"That's the sitting area."
Lu Zhonghe said: “After entering the knockout rounds, the intensity of the competition increases, and the participants’ physical exertion is too high, which will affect their subsequent performance.
The rules of the competition are that after entering the round robin, once the competition ends, the contestants will automatically get a half-hour rest. "
Qiu Fei knew that for such high-intensity and short-term continuous competitions, a cultivator's physical and internal strength reserves were crucial.
After a game, a huge amount of physical and internal energy is consumed. With half an hour's rest, you can replenish it appropriately.
The two of them did not bother Fan Buhui and chose to watch other people's games.
Qiu Fei knew that Gu Nian and others participated in this competition, but he didn't know if they had entered the top 100 competition.
However, he scanned all the arenas and did not see them.
It can be seen that even if they have raised their realm to the eighth level of the Yin Yuan Realm, facing such a complicated and chaotic sect competition, it is normal for them to lose.
"Isn't that Zou Pingyu?"
Lu Zhonghe suddenly let out a low cry.
Qiu Fei followed his gaze and saw two disciples at the ninth level of the Hidden Yuan Realm fighting inextricably on the 12th stage.
"Which one? What's your background?"
Qiu Fei asked.
"The one in the orange outfit."
Lu Zhonghe's voice sounded a little strange, "This bastard is about to get married to Miss Ye Xia. How can such a wretched and crooked man be worthy of Miss Ye Xia's gentleness and tenderness?"
Qiu Fei didn't know who Miss Ye Xia was.
However, seeing that Lu Zhonghe had no intention of continuing, he did not ask.
He looked around and saw the man in orange attire, who was in his early thirties, with a slender and tall figure and a handsome face.
A standard and handsome man, how could he be as unworthy as Lu Zhonghe said?
In the battle with his opponent, regardless of whether he was attacking or defending, this man named Zou Pingyu made all his moves smooth and neat.
This is a steady, calm man.
Qiu Fei gave his own judgment about this person and secretly laughed at Lu Zhonghe who looked at people through colored glasses.
