Without even looking at the monk, a suppressed spiritual pressure spread around him.
Twelve levels of Qi training! ! !
What happened to the sect? Why did he encounter such a powerful opponent for the first time? It's unreasonable!
The intense pressure made the monk's face turn pale, and his legs could not help but tremble. He could not fight with this senior brother.
Without hesitation, he shouted decisively:
"I surrender!!!"
As the monk at the sixth level of qi training shouted out the words of surrender, Lu Sheng's raised fingers slowly lowered themselves.
There were rules in the sect's martial arts competition. After the disciple admitted defeat, he could no longer take action.
Seeing the monk leaving the ring panting, Lu Sheng sat cross-legged and continued to breathe out spiritual energy.
An hour later.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw a young girl walking in.
"Senior brother, can you let me go to someone else?"
The girl said in a sweet voice.
After a quick glance, he didn't even get up. He raised the fingers of his right hand and a golden rope flew out.
He tightly strangled her swan neck, the rope became tighter and tighter, and her fair neck instantly turned blue and purple.
"Ah! Senior brother, you are hurting me!"
Her fingers grabbed the light rope around her neck, and the girl struggled wildly.
"roll!"
As soon as Lu Sheng finished speaking, the girl was thrown away, passed through the light barrier, and hit the ground heavily.
Some of the monks watching the battle were surprised. They didn't know which senior brother was so ferocious and could attack such a cute little junior sister.
After that, Lu Sheng challenged two more opponents. The strength of these people was only at the tenth level of Qi training.
He didn't even need to take action, he could scare these people away with just his spiritual pressure.
At noon, the competition paused for an hour.
Standing on the Xuanyue Platform, he looked at many disciples in different postures, some were high-spirited, a little dejected, and some fainted on the ground.
"It seems that the first ones to be eliminated in the competition are these monks with low cultivation levels, so that these monks with luck will be the first to go."
Lu Sheng said secretly in his heart.
An hour may not last long, but it will pass in a short while.
In the afternoon, he returned to his ring again.
The competition implements a kind of competition system. There are 3,000 Xuanyue Platforms raised on the first day, and more than 10,000 disciples compete together.
It wasn't until night that the person still standing on the Xuanyue Platform was considered successful.
As long as we can grab a Xuanyue Platform before dark, we will be victorious.
Outside Xuanyue Platform No. 77, there were two Qi-training monks whispering there.
Of these two monks, one was an uncle with a greasy face, and the other was a young man with a clear face.
They were monks who had just failed to defend the ring, and were currently worrying about which Xuanyue Platform to choose.
After all, if they pick the wrong person and encounter a ruthless person who directly beats them seriously, then they will have no hope at all.
"Junior brother, this ring number is behind. You choose this one, and I choose that one."
The uncle with a wretched and greasy face first pointed to Arena No. 77, and then pointed to Arena No. 57 opposite.
The junior brother is incompetent, but he trusts his senior brother very much.
In a short time, they had chosen their target.
After a while.
ah!
ah!
Accompanied by two screams, the two figures flew down from different stages.
"Junior brother!"
The greasy uncle lay on the ground and raised his head. There were many red lip marks on his face.
"Senior...brother, I...I...hate you"
The monk's flesh was split open and his body was covered in bruises. Before he could finish his words, he spit out a large mouthful of blood and fell into a coma.
Standing up quickly, the uncle-looking monk quickly hugged his junior brother's body and sent him back to the disciples at Danfeng.
Some of the monks who were wandering among these arenas, when they saw the miserable state of the young monk, were immediately afraid of the No. 77 arena.
No one came to challenge Lu Sheng all afternoon, and he was happy to relax.
At this moment, every once in a while, a monk would fly out from the arena outside the arena. These were all losers.
Nowadays, there are dozens of arenas that no one dares to challenge. Every once in a while, the owner of the remaining arenas will change.
The sky gradually darkened, and the heated competition finally came to an end.
Lu Sheng stood on the stage. The formations on the edge had been extinguished. He looked around and saw that there was only one person standing on all three thousand mysterious platforms.
They may be happy, indifferent, calm or distracted.
These are the winners of today's competition.
After getting off the Xuanyue Platform, he stepped on the silver plate and turned into golden light and flew far away.
Back in the small courtyard, he sat cross-legged on a futon, poured a mouthful of the powder of the best spiritual enhancement pill into his mouth, slowly closed his eyes and entered the moment of cultivation.
A night of silence.
The next day, Lu Sheng came to his No. 77 Xuanyue Platform, closed his eyes and rested, quietly waiting for his opponent to challenge him.
Today's competition is even more intense. All the players after Xuanyue Platform No. 100 are directly eliminated, leaving only No. 1 to No. 100.
If the remaining 2,900 disciples want to take another step forward, they must grab a stage of their own before dark.
Otherwise, they will be eliminated and can only receive a bottle of low-grade spiritual enhancement pill.
Therefore, those monks who were lucky enough to occupy Xuanyue Platform and advance to the next level will be eliminated.
Hanhaizong never raises idle people.
There was a thud.
A monk at the tenth level of qi training stepped in with a wooden sign in his hand.
When he walked in, his eyes fell on the burly monk sitting cross-legged on the ground. The monk had dark hair shawl, leaving only his back as tall as a pine tree.
Before he had taken a few steps, a powerful surge of spiritual pressure came towards him, scaring him so much that he took a few steps back.
"roll!"
A cold voice sounded, and the chill inside made the monk tremble physically and mentally.
Soon, his eyes lit up, he straightened his body, paused his voice, slightly cupped his hands and said:
"Hello, senior brother! My name is Cui Xuan, and Elder Cui is my grandfather."
"Oh, what then?"
Lu Sheng chuckled.
"Senior brother! Give me this arena, and I will dig out the spiritual stones for you."
Taking out a storage bag, Cui Xuan raised the corner of his mouth.
He has spiritual stones, and the arena that is difficult for others to conquer is not impossible for him.
The person in front of me must be an ascetic monk. Whenever he has spiritual stones, he uses them to buy elixirs. He must not have many spiritual stones.
"no."
After hearing this, Lu Sheng lost interest. He probably didn't have many spiritual stones in his hands.
What's more, the spiritual stones are enough for him now. If he wants so many, he will make people jealous.
Cui Xuan sighed and said:
"That's it."
After watching him leave, he closed his eyes again.
After a while, the light shield made a sound again, and it was the monk named Cui Xuan again.
This time, with a mysterious smile on his face, a storage bag flew out, and a stream of light flew over. It was a booklet.
The booklet fell on Lu Sheng's right hand. He flipped through it briefly, raised his head, and threw the book back with a flash of anger in his eyes.
"Junior Brother Cui, you actually collected such evil methods. Let me tell you, don't even think about it in the arena!"
