If there are members of the Ji family who want to build a foundation, the family must be equipped with foundation building pills.
Taiyi Sect holds a small competition every ten years. Fifty pills are naturally not enough, but you can contribute some to redeem them at Wanfa Tower.
In addition to Qi Refining Dzogchen, many qualified Qi Refining disciples also signed up. They may not be here to compete for the Foundation Establishment Pill.
First of all, you can show your face in front of the inner sect Yuanying Elder and Jindan Master. If you are lucky, you might be chosen.
Secondly, I still have the idea of testing my own strength.
Ji Qingling and his friends also signed up.
She and Guan Yunchao were at the ninth level of Qi refining, Zhou Yan and Ji Qingyuan were at the eighth level, and Ji Hui was at the seventh level.
Ji Hui was completely fooled by Ji Qingling and Zhou Yan. She planned to surrender directly if she encountered Qi Refining Dzogchen on the field.
There were other members of the Ji family who also signed up, but Ji Qingling didn't pay attention to them.
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The square outside the outer gate was crowded with people, and the disciples participating in the competition took turns to go up and draw number plates.
Two people with the same number plate compete against each other.
In the first game, Ji Qingling's number was ninety-two.
There are three arenas in the outer square, and her turn will not be available for a while.
At the very front of the arena, using some unknown spell, a platform was suspended at a high place, without any fulcrum below to support it.
On the platform, there is Jindan Zhenren from the inner sect presiding over the small competition, and there are also several Nascent Soul elders watching the battle.
The disciples were all working hard to leave a good impression in front of Elder Yuanying.
"Quiet~"
As soon as Master Mingchang, who was hosting the competition, opened his mouth, everyone fell silent, and the square instantly became silent.
Ji Qingling had also heard of the famous sonic dragon roar of Master Mingchang of the inner sect. The sound coming from all directions was indeed deafening.
"When the competition begins, remember not to hurt people's lives, don't destroy people's cultivation, and don't use poison..."
Master Mingchang reiterated the main rules of the competition. The one who falls out of the ring loses, and one party can voluntarily admit defeat. The referee has the right to stop the competition, etc. Basically, the safety of the disciples is the first priority.
The three arenas started at the same time, and Ji Qingling and Ji Hui randomly picked one to watch.
Two monks at the tenth level of Qi refining, both wielding swords, were very capable.
She and Ji Hui watched it with gusto, biting their ears quietly.
"The strength is good, but the expression when swinging the sword is too ferocious and not good-looking."
"You do the same thing when you fight."
"impossible!"
"real."
"Then I have to be careful in the future, it's so ugly!"
"What's your number?"
"Number nine."
Ji Qingling looked back at Ji Hui, her eyes full of disbelief.
Ji Hui was dumbfounded, "What's wrong?"
"This is already the second show we're watching."
"Yes."
Ji Qingling pulled her through the crowd.
"Are you stupid? There are three arenas. If the other arenas start their second games, the next one will be yours!"
"Ah! I forgot that there are three arenas!"
Ji Qingling was so angry that his head hurt. No normal person would be able to do this now, right?
Ji Hui is exactly the kind of person who can handle big things clearly but is often confused about small things.
When the time comes to call someone without her, Master Mingchang will use his dragon roar again. It's embarrassing!
Angry and angry, when Ji Hui came on stage, Ji Qingling still encouraged her from the sidelines.
The opponent was at the eleventh level of Qi refining, and he probably didn't expect to encounter the seventh level of Qi refining.
"Hey, junior sister is quite brave."
There was a hint of ridicule in his tone.
Seeing this, Ji Hui didn't talk nonsense and directly raised her sword to fight.
In the past few years, Ji Hui has never slacked off in his cultivation.
In the front, Ji Qingling ran faster and faster, and in the back, Ji Qiao caught up. Brother Qingyuan has not fallen behind in his practice, and he has been working hard to learn techniques in the past few years.
Her father never let her have any trouble with her cultivation resources, and she couldn't embarrass her father.
The opponent's strength is not bad, but Ji Hui's efforts over the years have not been in vain.
She danced a set of sword skills so tightly that no one could find any flaws. For a moment, the two of them couldn't tell who was better.
If this continues, that person will feel that he is going to be embarrassed and will no longer underestimate the enemy and use his unique skills.
The difference in cultivation gradually became apparent, and Ji Hui's spiritual power began to fall short.
The opponent who had the upper hand began to snarl again, his tone full of arrogance.
"I came up to the seventh level of Qi Refining just to show off, now you still want to fight to the death?"
"Except for consuming my spiritual power, you won't do anything good for you."
“Really stubborn”
"You should admit defeat. This will probably be your battlefield in the next ten years, but now..."
There was a bang, and his arm holding the sword was injured. He had just removed the defensive shield because of his confidence.
Ji Hui jumped down and said, "You talk a lot!"
Then he turned to the referee and said, "I surrender!"
Her opponent was very angry, but he couldn't do anything because she had given up, so she couldn't do anything again.
Ji Hui walked out of the ring with her head held high. Anyone who didn't know would think that she won the competition.
Ji Qingling's brother and sister were waiting for her below. Seeing her coming, Ji Qingling gave her a thumbs up.
Ji Qingyuan disapproved and said: "You are so old, but you are still as motivated as a child."
"Who made him look down on others?" Ji Hui protested.
"Yes, we are not afraid." Ji Qingling also agreed.
Ji Qingyuan couldn't help it and started to prepare. It would be his turn soon.
He had better luck than Ji Hui, who was at the ninth level of Qi refining.
And he won!
The process is a bit difficult, but the results are good.
As soon as he got off the ring, his opponent called out to him, "Junior brother, what was the last talisman you used?"
Ji Qingyuan pondered for a moment and replied: "That is the second-grade explosive talisman."
He left quickly without waiting for the other party to ask further questions.
Originally, he didn't plan to use the Exploding Talisman, but in the end, there was only one move left to decide the outcome.
well! I couldn't hold it back!
It's a pity that some people are not as low-key as him. After the first round of competition, the second-level explosive charm spread quickly through the outer gate.
Guan Yunchao has been a rich immortal for several generations, and he probably bought the most explosive charms from Ji Qingling.
The first person he encountered was Qi Refining Dzogchen, and he had seen that person before.
Zhou Yanyun, a senior sister from the same courtyard as Ji Qingling.
The opponent has been in the Qi Refining Perfection for a long time, has rich fighting experience, and is fierce in his attacks.
His single spiritual root spell is powerful, but he is gradually losing ground.
Fortunately, he also had his own trump card, just when Zhou Yanyun threw a violent fireball at him.
Guan Yunchao did not retreat but advanced, and a burst of extremely cold air rushed towards Zhou Yanyun.
The next moment she found that her feet were frozen in place.
this!
People around him exclaimed.
"Hey, isn't Guan Yunchao a water-type single spiritual root?"
"What are you doing? What kind of magic is this to freeze?"
"This is obviously a spell from the ice spiritual root!"
"Mutated Ice Spirit Root?"
"Impossible, I fought him in the martial arts hall, and he just cast a water spell! The water arrows flew so fast, who couldn't see it?"
The people under the ring exploded, and Zhou Yanyun on the stage was also stunned.
Taking advantage of her trance, she blasted away the opponent's defense with several explosive symbols, and hit the tip of the opponent's nose with a sword.
The battle is over!
