"Papa papa" Bai Yichuan's figure moved quickly. While avoiding the eagle striking the sky, he waved several enlightenment fists, and the power of each blow was increased to 60%. Divine power circulates in the brilliant light fist, hitting He Yuan's Dayue statue like meteors.
"Bang bang bang" light and shadow hit the Dayue statue one after another. The killing power of the Dayue statue suddenly weakened. Under the constant bombardment, it was knocked back step by step, and finally retreated to the top of He Yuan's head, trembling and humming continuously. Finally, it couldn't bear the pressure and exploded, turning into rubble all over the sky.
The statue of Dayue is broken! He Yuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, stared at his round glasses, and stood there like a fool.
He could never understand how a monk at the first level of the statue realm could be so powerful that even the statues he was proud of were shattered. At this moment he lost the courage to fight.
"I admit defeat..." He Yuan uttered a few words dullly, and then walked down the ring lonely.
"Okay! Brother Chuan is so strong!" Deng Hun, Jiang Ziqing and others in the audience clapped their hands and applauded. They were also shocked by the terror of Bai Yichuan's divine power.
Jiang Xinran's beautiful eyes were like water and she smiled. She had expected this result, and she knew that Bai Yichuan's strength was far from this.
The first round of competition quickly came to an end. In this round, Liu Chengfeng and Lu Changqing almost lost their opponents without a fight, so they drew lots and faced each other more often. Thirty outstanding people also appeared one after another. As expected, these people could successfully enter the inner sect to practice. Bai Yichuan, Jiang Xinran, Jiang Ziqing, Liu Chengfeng, Lu Changqing, Yuan Qi, Qin Lu, Deng Hun, Fan Li and others are undoubtedly on the promotion list.
After the second round of competition, everyone in the audience took a short break and immediately began the third round of competition, which was also the final. Not only were the ten core disciples selected, but they were also ranked.
"Now the third stage of the competition begins. Disciples, please ask the elders in front of the formation to draw lots." The great elder Qin Yulang said.
In this round, Jiang Xinran faced Liu Yu from Jianfeng. Liu Yu is in the second level of the idol realm, so Jiang Xinran should have no problem winning this round.
Sure enough, Liu Yu was retreating steadily under Jiang Xinran's three thousand Yuluo offensive. Before even a stick of incense could be reached, he had already used the idol, and a gourd about twenty meters long and as black as ink was suspended above his head.
The dark gourd glowed with a strange red light, swallowing the sky and the earth with great momentum. An inexplicable suction force swept towards Jiang Xinran in the field like three thousand waterfalls.
Jiang Xinran's expression was calm, and there was no trace of panic in her water-like beautiful eyes, just like a cherry blossom blooming in spring, fresh and elegant, gentle and touching.
A huge scroll about twenty meters long and five meters wide quietly unfolded behind Jiang Xinran, with multiple rare swords painted on it. This was the first time Jiang Xinran used the idol after condensing it, and she named it Sword Painting.
The sword-painted statue swayed in the wind. Facing the inexplicable force that was coming, it trembled slightly twice and easily resolved it. Immediately, the scroll glowed brightly, and thousands of swords flew out from the scroll, attacking Liu Yu.
Liu Yu coughed up blood in the strangulation of thousands of sword rains, and the black gourd of the god statue was also covered with sword marks, as if it was about to be broken. He knew he was outmatched and struggled to say the word "admit defeat".
Jiang Ziqing versus Ye Ming. Jiang Ziqing has condensed the idol, and Ye Ming's realm is lower than Jiang Ziqing's. He is at the first level of the idol realm. Ye Ming is lucky. The opponents in the first round of matching are all at the first level of the idol realm, so the advancement is relatively smooth. Ye Ming was defeated after a slight struggle, and Jiang Ziqing's statue was successfully promoted before he could use it.
Liu Chengfeng and Yuan Qi advanced smoothly without even using the idol. They won too easily, and because they won too quickly, they had to compete for many rounds.
Qin Lu's opponent is Yunhen from Qifeng. Like her, she is at the second level of the statue realm. Qin Lu's statue is a bright moon, shining with holy light. Her opponent's idol is an ancient tower.
The two idols were evenly matched, and it was impossible to tell whether they were stronger or weaker. But Qin Lu finally won successfully with the Qin family's supreme secret skills.
As a physical practitioner, Deng Hun has super high defense. Coupled with the Deng family's unique physical training secrets, his path to promotion is smooth. His opponent in the third round is also Zhou Cheng, a physical practitioner from Kaishan Mountain. The two have a personal relationship. Not bad actually.
The two body cultivators fought against each other, ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong. The sky was darkened and the earth was shaking. If it weren't for the protective barrier surrounding the arena, the surrounding buildings would have collapsed.
"This is clearly two pieces of iron colliding." Bai Yichuan shook his head and smiled.
"I'm so envious of the little pistachio's muscles! I have such tendons and flesh that I can charm so many girls!" Yiyun exclaimed with envy on his face.
At the elders' table of the Twenty-Four Peaks, Wang Ding, the elder of the Kaishan Peak, looked satisfied. He was very pleased that these two physical cultivators had come out of the Kaishan Peak.
"Ka!" With a crisp sound, Deng Hun finally broke through Zhou Cheng's defense and broke his right hand. Zhou Cheng displayed the idol, and a giant square shield protected him in front of him. Deng Hun did not hesitate, the idol condensed, and an ancient bell condensed on top of his head, covering it.
"Dong dong, bang bang" The ancient bell and the shield collided, sparks bursting out, and the sound of violent collision was heard endlessly.
"Little Chengzi, take back the statue, lest it be blown to pieces by me!" Deng Hun privately nicknamed Zhou Cheng "Little Chengzi". When the female disciples in the audience heard that a powerful body cultivator had such a cute nickname, they all covered their mouths and chuckled, and this little orange sound directly made Zhou Cheng break his guard:
"My little sister! It's a closed beta! Why don't you call me a nickname? I don't want to lose face!"
"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh. Zhou Cheng was defeated unexpectedly. He had a good personal relationship with Deng Hun, and he knew he was no match for Deng Hun, so there was no need to risk his life in a fight that would break the statue.
Next it was Bai Yichuan's turn to compete. His opponent was Fan Li, a swordsman from Jianfeng, who had entered the second level of the statue realm. Bai Yichuan also paid attention to his previous competition. His statue was a silver giant sword.
"Jianfeng Fan Li, please enlighten me." Fan Li held his sword and bowed. He did not look down upon Bai Yichuan because he was at the first level of the Statue Realm. He took every battle seriously and every opponent deserved respect.
"If you don't dare to give me any advice, let's discuss it with Brother Fan." Bai Yichuan returned the salute with clasped fists. Fan Li had a good impression on him. People respect me and I respect others. This sentence has always been one of his principles. Bai Yichuan flipped his palm, and a three-foot spiritual sword appeared in his hand.
Everything around him came to a standstill. Bai Yichuan used his sword for the first time in Neibi. Before, he had always fought with fists.
"Isn't this kid a physical practitioner? Could it be that he is also a famous swordsman?" All the disciples in the audience were surprised. Only Jiang Xinran looked calm. Only she knew how terrifying Bai Yichuan's sword skills were.
The sunlight shone through the bamboo leaves, making the sword blades of the two men shine with a cold light. Fan Li's aura was restrained, but the edge in his eyes was as sharp as a blade.
The first one to attack was Fan Li. His figure was as light as falling snow, but his sword skills were as fierce as heavy rain. With the blessing of divine power, his sword was like a snake coming out of its hole, as fast as lightning, cutting through the air, making a hissing sound, and went straight to Bai Yichuan's throat. This sword seems to be an understatement, but in fact it contains murderous intent, and every inch of advancement is accurately calculated.
