Dugu Fang said: "Then we enter the preliminaries. As in the past, there will be a battle between two, the winner will advance and the loser will be eliminated."
As he spoke, Dugu Fang waved his hand, and densely packed small stone tablets suddenly appeared in the air. These stone tablets turned into streams of light and landed in front of every outer disciple in the square.
Lu Yi took the stone tablet floating in front of him and took a look. It was engraved on it: 101-25.
Lu Yi is somewhat familiar with this. Although he has never participated in the outer sect competition, he has watched it several times.
In front of this number is the ring number, and behind it is the number of competitions. Together they are ring number 101, the 25th game.
This martial arts performance stage is extremely huge, with a total of 320 stages, and stage 101 is considered to be near the front.
At this time, Wang Wulian looked at his stone plaque and said, "I'm in the 28th arena. Where are you?"
Lu Ling smiled slightly: "I am No. 211."
Wang Xinqi said: "I am No. 7."
The three of them looked at Lu Yi, who smiled: "No. 101."
Immediately, Wang Wulian and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Xinqi smiled and said: "Fortunately, we are not on the same stage as Junior Brother Lu, otherwise we would be unlucky."
"Yes, with Junior Brother Lu Yi's strength, in the same arena, if you are unlucky, you may be eliminated in the first few rounds." Wang Wulian nodded with deep understanding.
Lu Yi smiled and said: "Several senior brothers have received awards, but junior brother is not that strong."
The three of them rolled their eyes, not believing Lu Yi's lies. Don't they know whether this guy is strong or not?
Just as they were communicating, Dugu Fang's voice sounded again: "Okay, next, all participating disciples will go to their own arena area, and the referees will be in place."
As soon as Dugu Fang finished speaking, in the sky, deacons landed on the stages one by one. They were the referees for this outer competition.
Lu Yi smiled at Wang Wulian and the others: "Three senior brothers, I wish you success."
The three of them looked at each other and nodded.
Lu Ling said with a smile: "I can borrow my junior brother's good words! If my junior brother says it, he will definitely win in the arena."
Wang Wulian grinned and laughed: "I'll go first!"
Wang Xinqi was a little nervous and said with a smile, "Then I'll go too."
The four of them separated, and Lu Yi walked towards Arena No. 101.
Soon, he found Arena No. 101. There were already hundreds of people standing below the arena, all of them were outer disciples competing in this arena.
These disciples originally had a somewhat relaxed expression, but after seeing Lu Yi, the expressions on their faces froze.
"Senior Brother Lu, Lu?!"
"Damn it, why am I so unlucky?! I'm actually on the same stage as Senior Brother Lu?!"
"Ahhh!! I still want to be in the top one thousand! I hope I don't meet Junior Brother Lu in the first few rounds..."
All the outer disciples had despair on their faces.
Lu Yi said he was very innocent and it was not his choice to be in any arena.
The butler on the ring was named Feng Tian, a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. He naturally recognized Lu Yi, who was very famous in the outside world these days, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.
I have to say that Lu Yi is really good-looking, and he should be very popular with the little girl, but I don’t know if he is really as strong as the rumors say?
We'll find out later.
As each of the outer disciples found their own arena, Dugu Fang, who was in the central arena, said, "It's time to begin."
After saying that, Dugu Fang put his hands on his back, rose into the air, and came to the sky to stand with other elders.
A middle-aged man with black hair smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hard work, Great Elder."
Lonely Fang looked at the arena below and said calmly: "The outer sect is where our Baiyun Sect cultivates elites, and the outer sect competition is the top priority. As the great elder of the outer sect, these are all things I should do. Why bother?"
"Great Elder Gaoyi!"
"We should also learn from the Great Elder."
Each elder spoke one after another.
Lone Fang sighed: "Unfortunately, the number of people who can pass the audition this year has not increased much. It seems that it is difficult to find outstanding talents..."
Hearing this, Qi Feiyu, the elder of the Affairs Hall, smiled and said: "Great Elder, this is wrong. You have been in retreat this month, but you don't know that a genius has recently appeared in our outer sect."
Hearing this, Dugu Fang was stunned, looked at Qi Feiyu, and asked curiously: "Oh? What kind of genius?"
"I think other elders should know about it, right? Lu Yi from Bai Ling Peak has practiced Baiyun Sword Technique to the point where he has returned to his original nature." Qi Feiyu said with a smile.
"Lu Yi? I've heard of this guy's name recently, and I heard he has a good understanding."
"Yes, I heard that Lin Feng left the sect some time ago and asked Liu Ningshuang and Liu Zhenzhuan to preach on his behalf. Liu Zhenzhuan is very optimistic about Lu Yi."
"In my opinion, with this kind of understanding, you may not be unable to become a core disciple in the future."
Many elders talked to each other and discussed Lu Yi.
Hearing everyone's discussion, Lonely Fang's eyes brightened slightly and he said, "Perceive the Baiyun Sword Technique to the state of returning to nature? This understanding is indeed extraordinary. Those of our Baiyun Sect who can comprehend the technique to the state of returning to nature will have great achievements. Are you still favored by Liu Zhenchuan? Maybe there is hope of breaking through to Nascent Soul?"
Dugu Fang became happier and happier as he talked and asked, "How old is Lu Yi?"
"This..." Everyone looked at each other. They were all elders. How could they ask someone this?
At this time, Qi Feiyu smiled slightly and said: "Lu Yi's parents are deacons of our Baiyun Sect and work in our affairs hall. I have learned that the child is only sixteen years old. I heard that he broke through to the seventh level of Qi training some time ago. .”
"Only sixteen years old? Good, good!" Dugu Fang smiled: "Which arena is Lu Yi in?"
Qi Feiyu has been paying attention to Lu Yi since the beginning. When he heard Dugu Fang's words, he pointed directly: "It's in the 101st arena."
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As Dugu Fang announced the competition, Feng Tian, who was standing on the ring, said, "Okay, number one is on stage."
Immediately, two monks with the number 1 engraved on the stone plaques jumped onto the ring.
Lu Yi took a look and saw that both monks were at the sixth level of Qi Training. In fact, after passing the audition, the number of monks at the sixth level of Qi Training was the largest, followed by those at the fifth and seventh levels.
At the eighth level of Qi training, there are not many in the entire Baiyun Sect's outer sect, just over a thousand people. At the ninth level of Qi training, there are even fewer. As for the tenth level of Qi training, there are less than ten people.
Two disciples of the sixth level of Qi training saluted each other, and then the battle began. Lu Yi was very interested in watching it at first, but soon became bored. Neither of them had mastered the techniques well enough. One had a small success, and the other None of them had even reached the level of Xiao Cheng. Lu Yi looked at those moves that were full of flaws and almost felt embarrassed.
With such a technique, he can kill indiscriminately with his eyes closed...
After the two novices pecked each other for a while, the disciple who had learned a little skill came out on top and won.
One game ended and the second started soon after. Round after round passed, and Lu Yi almost fell asleep waiting.
Lu Yi put on a mask of pain at the thought of competing in this arena for several rounds.
