This competition is divided into three rounds. The first round is a draw. The winner will be promoted and the loser will be eliminated until the final 40 people are decided.
The second round is a ranking battle for forty people. They are first ranked by their cultivation level. The lower ones challenge the higher ones. After winning, they will get their rankings. The rankings will be pushed back one place until no one challenges them and the top two will be ranked. ten people.
In order to prevent some disciples from being unlucky, such as two ninth-level Qi practitioners meeting in the first round, and one of them is eliminated, a third round is specially set up. The disciple eliminated in the first round can challenge these twenty people, with only one chance. , the winner enters, the loser retreats.
Any rules are only relatively fair. Whether you can advance or not still depends on your personal methods.
All the disciples are gearing up and eager to give it a try!
Zhao Chun was quite confident. If she hadn't encountered those eight ninth-level Qi practitioners, she would have been fine. Fortunately, although his luck was mediocre on weekdays, he was favored today. The first battle was against a disciple named Liu, who was only at the sixth level of Qi training.
The other party took a look at her and breathed a sigh of relief. Since Zhao Chun and he were both at the sixth level of Qi training, he praised her good luck in his heart.
There are also high and low levels among the elders. The Shuanglinggen monks are inherently talented and their cultivation speed is different from others, so the people participating in the battle are all quite young, all under double ten. Talent is acquired from birth, but skills and techniques are acquired. It all depends on personal understanding and perseverance. Those who have both are considered geniuses. However, there are also disciples who claim to have extraordinary qualifications. Yelang is arrogant and neglects to practice. His cultivation is empty, his gold and jade are ruined on the outside, and his abilities are even inferior to those of the outer sect.
Such disciples' sects also have methods. When they fail to reach the second level in the foundation examination, they will be expelled from the elders' sect and become ordinary disciples of the inner sect, and their resources will also be reduced accordingly.
The monk surnamed Liu is a disciple of Ge Xingchao. He has many disciples and is not disciplined on weekdays. He still earns all kinds of opportunities by himself. He is confident that he is not inferior to others. Judging from the young age of this female monk, her face is still quite immature. It is expected that he specializes in realm cultivation, so he can break through the realm so quickly.
However, the disciple who ordered him to call them to the stage and called out the word "Zhao Chun" made his expression change drastically!
Zhao Chun?
It was actually the person who was rumored to be ranked 19th on the Three-Point Stone Forest list recently!
He clenched his fist slightly, took a deep breath, raised his eyes to look at Zhao Chun, and said to himself, whether it is powerful or not, I have to try it myself!
In the first round, three groups fought together. By the time it was Zhao Chun's group's turn, they had already fought several times. Zhao Chun and the monk surnamed Liu are on the high platform on the far left. On the two high platforms next to them, there are a group of two monks at the seventh level of Qi training, and a group of eight-level Qi training versus a sixth-level Qi training. If nothing happens, The winner should be obvious.
The monk surnamed Liu looked solemn and gestured to her, and Zhao Chun returned the gesture.
After hearing the sound of drums, the battle begins immediately!
The opponent didn't hold a weapon. Zhao Chun knew that he was a Dharma cultivator. Without waiting for him to raise his hand to do anything, he moved directly and leaped forward. Without even unsheathing his sword, he punched him in the chest!
Fa Cultivator doesn't focus on body training, so he has shortcomings in close combat, and when he encounters monks like Zhao Xun who have developed a bronze body, he received a punch and immediately flew backwards, landing heavily on the stage.
The monk surnamed Liu once heard that Zhao Chun was in the stone forest, killing monkeys with leaps and bounds, but he didn't know that she was also so fast against the enemy. He just felt the wind blowing up from his body. Before he could take precautions, he suddenly felt a severe pain in his chest and regained consciousness. He was already lying on his back on the ground, with a smell of rust in his throat. His whole body was so weak that he couldn't get up again!
The person who judged the winner stood on one side, dumbfounded. After seeing Zhao Chun's signal, he raised his hand and shouted: "The winner is Zhao Chun!"
In the spectator seats, there was a sudden burst of cheers!
When Fang heard the word "Zhao Chun", many people came to pay attention. Many spectators also wanted to see if she was really capable. They often listened to what others said, but it was not as good as seeing it in person today. Among these three groups of monks, Zhao Chun and the eighth-level qi-training disciple all had a split second to decide the winner. However, while the latter was suppressed by his cultivation, Zhao Chun, who was at the same level, met each other and knocked each other out of the field. It has no power to fight back, and has a vague attitude of being invincible at the same level.
"Okay!" Lian Jing shouted. There were many people as excited as she was, so no one paid attention to this.
"A Chun defeated her so easily. I don't think the seventh level of Qi training can do anything to her!" The senior sisters nodded repeatedly. The monks around them who heard this showed hesitation and did not dare to refute for a moment. Cao Wenguan nodded slightly and said: "This woman already has the style of a young genius. It is not difficult to cross the ranks to fight the enemy." The deacons of the outer sect were in the late stage of Qi training, and Cao Wenguan was the best among them. Although he could not break through the foundation building, he was The ninth level of Qi training is also very solid. As soon as he spoke, the remaining women suddenly became calm.
Naturally, Cao Wenguan did not offer words of comfort. When he saw Zhao Chun take action, he already knew the result. Her strength and momentum had definitely reached the level of the seventh level of Qi training. What's more, she was decisive and quick in her moves, and she was so powerful. The smell of the sword, based on this, Cao Wenguan dared to say that she was definitely not afraid of the seventh level of Qi training.
It was a little bit sad to think that she had been introduced to the family by herself, and she had grown to such an extent in just a few years. Seeing Cui Lan'e's face full of joy, she felt proud again.
He could see that he could also see the foundation building stage on the high platform. Liu Xuan nodded and smiled softly, and said to Du Fanzhi: "Junior Sister Zhao Chun is indeed good. I think she has a solid foundation and sharp attacks. She will be able to enter the foundation building in the future." He is also an influential figure among them." In his words, there was no doubt about Zhao Chun's foundation building.
This is indeed the case. A monk with dual spiritual roots is gifted, and with just a little practice, he will definitely be able to build the foundation.
Zhao Shun was a disciple of Li Shu, and Du Fanzhi regarded him as a member of his own power, so he was naturally in a good mood and said: "Master has a unique vision, which is extraordinary."
The next disciple congratulated her again, but it was unknown what was going on in her heart. One person in the audience was very proud and said: "Brother Xu, look, I said that Junior Sister Zhao must be a great talent. Look, today it has come true. "
Xu Feng had a hidden smile and stabbed him: "I won't tell you about it as an afterthought."
The two of them had another verbal argument, but the person in question, Zhao Chun, strolled back to where he was, preparing for the end of the battle.
This time, he is not a disciple of the same level, but a body-refining cultivator named Guo Ling who is at the seventh level of Qi training!
The man was tall and strong, with gnarled muscles. The seventh-level Qi practitioner next to him might be a little afraid of Zhao Chun because of his excellent performance, but he didn't show it. He sat on the seat as majestic as a hill.
He had just fought a battle, against a monk of the same level, a sword cultivator, whose sword skills were violent and powerful, but he was defeated within ten moves, which showed that he had a certain degree of suppression in terms of strength.
When Zhao Shun was fighting with a monk named Liu, he won with a punch. Guo Leng saw that she seemed to be showing signs of entering the path of body refining, and he was not afraid at all!
