According to the rules of this competition, if within one stick of incense time, there is still no challenger on the stage to compete, then the defender will directly enter the next round.
Ji Qingling just sat on the ring waiting for her next challenger.
Ji Qingling was very relaxed in the first round. She was at the peak of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen and defeated her opponent who was also at the peak of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen with bare hands.
Or maybe the competition has just begun, and there are still many places to advance. Until the time for one stick of incense is up, Ji Qingling automatically advances to the next round.
As soon as she stepped off the ring, someone jumped on her, "Li San of Cangwu Sect, please give me some advice from fellow Taoists!"
A deacon disciple next to her handed Ji Qingling a number plate. She took it and saw that it was number thirteen.
The first round of competition is a preliminary election, and those monks who are in the middle stage of foundation building will almost always be eliminated in this round.
As for how to use the number plate, Ji Qingling thought that he could just go back and ask Ji Hui.
Today, Ji Hui is in charge of the primary selection of Taiyi Sect Qi Refining Stage disciples in the outer sect. The disciples of the major sects are lucky, as all the competition sects have their masters and uncles guarding them at one place.
He handed the number plate back to Ji Qingling, "There are three hundred people entering the second round. There will be only one arena. The monk holding the number one card will draw his opponent from the number box. You must be the thirteenth one. Yes, do you understand?"
Ji Hui recalled what her senior brothers had said, that senior sister Ji Qing Lingji was so powerful that she could break her opponent's hand bones with just one punch.
I had always speculated that she was a Dharma cultivator or a Talisman cultivator, but I didn’t expect that she was an individual cultivator?
Ji Hui grinned, "Qingling, now everyone is saying that you are a physical practitioner."
"Hey, it can only be said that I am a person who can make my opponents guess. The best is to be surprised."
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The second round of competition began soon.
A Jindan master from Qingyun Sect acted as the host of this game, "The first 150 people will draw their opponents in order, and the first one will step forward."
A female cultivator in red walked onto the ring holding a long sword, pulled one out of the box in front of her and handed it to Jin Dan Zhenren.
"Number 232."
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After the primary election, today's competition was much more intense than yesterday.
The fifth monk on stage drew Ji Qiao's number 183.
The man was obviously relieved when he saw Ji Qiao building the eleventh floor of the foundation.
Unfortunately, his sigh of relief was too early. The two of them had just exchanged a few moves, and his sword was cut off by Ji Qiao!
In this situation, before he could feel sorry for his middle-grade treasure, Ji Qiao's sword was already in front of him.
"Taiyi Sect Ji Qiaosheng!"
Ji Qiao calmly walked down the ring and greeted Ji Qingling as he passed her, "Senior Sister Qingling."
"Ji Qiao, I didn't expect that your sword has been cultivated to such an extent!"
Ji Qiao was not modest, he just smiled and stood beside her, "I've always wanted to ask senior sister for advice."
Ji Qingling laughed, "Let's stop fighting. When we get back to Taiyimen, we can find time to compare again."
Ji Qiao's eyes lit up, "Okay!"
No. 12 is a Foundation-Building Dzogchen monk. His opponent No. 198 came on stage and summoned his spiritual pet without saying a word!
"Wow!" The crowd exclaimed, this is a three-legged ice toad!
The three-legged ice toad that screamed "croaking" was as big as a millstone, with white mist coming out of its open mouth. At this time, a layer of frost had formed on the place where it stood.
After entering the second round, it is allowed to summon spiritual beasts to fight together, but most spiritual pets are lower in strength than their owners. If the strength of the two parties is not much different, and the strength of your own spiritual pet is average, they will not be summoned.
However, these three-legged ice toads are extremely rare spiritual pets. They are small in number and difficult to tame after being born for more than one month. However, after birth, they usually hide under the thick ice and are extremely difficult to find.
When monk No. 12 saw the three-legged ice toad, he immediately added heavy defenses to himself. This thing was not easy to deal with.
His opponent stood behind the three-legged ice toad and did not step forward. The three-legged ice toad raised its figure and shot an ice spell at monk No. 12.
'Bang' An earth wall blocked the three-legged ice toad and No. 12. The earth wall was quickly frozen by the ice. Then No. 198 raised his hand and made a handprint in the air. The earth wall shattered into slag. .
It's so fast. If it hits someone, will it break into pieces?
No. 12's sword struck the three-legged ice toad but was blocked. The talisman in No. 198's hand struck directly at his defense.
When Ji Qingling saw the posture, it should be a third-grade explosive talisman. He didn't know who it was from, but it was not as powerful as his own.
In this moment of distraction, the monk had already had one of his feet frozen by the three-legged ice toad. His movements were just the slightest bit slow before the other party took the opportunity to stab him.
No. 12's swordsmanship was also quite good. Even at a disadvantage, the two of them fought for a full stick of incense before they were defeated.
Ji Qingling sighed: "This Lai Toad is really good."
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Ji Qiao struggled for a moment and said, "The most powerful thing about the three-legged ice toad is not its ice spells."
"what is that?"
"poison!"
"poison?"
"Yes, the three-legged ice toad secretes venom on its back, which is very toxic!"
"So, that guy still has something up his sleeve."
"kindness."
In a few words, it was Ji Qingling's turn to be number 13.
She stepped forward and pulled out a sign, number two hundred and one.
The host called out number 201 twice but no one showed up.
Ji Qingling guessed that he gave up or was too scared to come up?
When the host was about to call for the third time, the man came up.
Uh~
The best Xu Zhongxian!
I can only say that this world of cultivation is really small, so small that you always encounter enemies.
Xu Zhongxian, who was opposite him, also looked livid. He wanted to say that he could beat this woman, but...
The bones that were broken many years ago suddenly ached, and the scene where the stick was blown away was so humiliating!
Over the years, he has devoted himself to cultivation and finally reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment. But why is this woman, whose cultivation was obviously not as good as his before, already at the peak of Great Perfection?
When he saw her a few days ago, Xu Zhongxian even doubted whether he had a mutated thunder root!
The two were facing each other like this until the host announced the start of the competition.
Xu Zhongxian reminded himself in his heart that he must be careful. He would rather be seriously injured than be beaten away with a stick.
And Ji Qingling thought about how pitiful Ji Qingyuan was when he was injured and lying on the bed, and the sky in his hand suddenly changed.
A sword and a stick met in the air, making a "clang" sound.
Seeing Xu Zhongxian's spiritual power with the crackling sound of lightning strikes, Ji Qiao began to sweat for Ji Qingling.
"Don't worry, Qing Ling beat him very badly a few years ago."
It was Ji Hui. She estimated the time to settle the matter and rushed over from the outer door.
Ji Qiao still didn't know what happened back then, "Did they fight?"
Ji Hui nodded, "This guy was so arrogant when he came to our school. He even injured Brother Qingyuan. In the end, Qingling beat her up."
"oh."
"At that time, one of Qingling's senior brothers also beat up that guy's senior brother!"
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