Qi Feiyu looked at the ring and asked, "Great Elder, do you think Lu Yi can win?"
Dugu Fang smiled slightly: "If Lu Yi shows the Baiyun footwork of Guizhen, he should be able to win, but Mo Lingxi is not weak either, so I'm afraid he won't win easily."
Upon hearing this, the elders nodded slightly.
"Mo Lingxi practices the Spirit Snake Sword Technique and the Spirit Snake Foot Technique, both of which have reached the transformation state. In addition, his cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi training. He is indeed not weak."
"If Lu Yi can defeat Mo Lingxi, then he will definitely be in the top ten and enter the inner gate at the seventh level of Qi training... Looking at the history of our Baiyun Sect, there are not many of them, right?"
"Excluding those geniuses brought back from outside, there has not been such a genius for hundreds of years."
"The last one was Hall Master Wu Yong of the Inner Sect Law Enforcement Hall, right? Now he has the strength of Nascent Soul."
Everyone looked at Lu Yi and became even more satisfied.
Not far away, Lu Gaoyang, Wang Siqi and a group of deacons were also paying attention to Lu Yi's arena.
Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi are both a little nervous at the moment. If Lu Yi can win, he will be in the top ten of the outer sect and can enter the inner sect. This will have a huge impact on Lu Yi's future. As parents, how can there be no reason not to be nervous?
Li Mang and the others beside him were curious and looking forward to it.
"Brother Lu, this is the most critical match. Do you think you can win?"
Hearing this, Lu Gaoyang shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Of course I hope Yi'er can win."
"This little guy Mo Lingxi is not weak... Lu Yi's cultivation level is still a bit low. If Lu Yi reaches the eighth level of Qi training, he will definitely win."
"Yeah, even if he can't win this time, it's not a big deal. After a year, Lu Yi's cultivation reaches the eighth level of Qi training, and then he will definitely become one of the top ten in the inner sect, and it will only cost one more It’s just years.”
"..."
While everyone was talking, the competition on the ring had already begun.
Mo Lingxi's face was cold, and the spiritual energy from the ninth level of Qi training exploded with all his strength.
The spirit snake's footwork and spirit snake swordsmanship both take the spirit snake's agility and weirdness into account. Mo Lingxi's footwork was weird and his speed was amazing. Almost instantly, he appeared beside Lu Yi, his long sword like a spirit snake spitting. The letter stabbed towards Lu Yi's chest.
The spiritual energy wrapped around the long sword, breaking through the air and making a harsh scream.
Lu Yi's expression remained unchanged, his steps moved slightly, and his figure was like a white cloud floating in the air, retreating in the direction of the sword wind, looking extremely free and easy.
Seeing Lu Yi retreating, Mo Lingxi stepped forward. With a strange force, Mo Lingxi attacked Lu Yi continuously. The sword wind roared from the long sword. The disciples under the ring could feel the fierce force and couldn't bear it. Ling Ran thought in his heart that if it were them, they would definitely not be able to stop such a continuous attack.
However, Lu Yi was still able to cope with such a storm-like attack, dodging the attacks again and again with his erratic figure.
While Lu Yi was dodging the attack, he couldn't help but sigh. Senior Brother Mo Lingxi was indeed one of the top ten goalkeepers. His strength was much better than that of Senior Brother Wang Wulian and Senior Sister Gu Mingxi.
However, this strength is quite powerful for ordinary people at the ninth level of Qi training, but for Lu Yi, it can only be considered like this.
After all, when Lu Yi faced Senior Brother Wang Wulian and the others before, he was too reckless. He didn't even fully let go of the Baiyun Sword Technique at the Guizhen Realm.
Now, Lu Yi felt that he could put in a little more effort.
Wisps of cloud energy drifted out from the long sword in Lu Yi's hand. This time the cloud energy was much thicker and thicker than before, and it drifted over a range of more than one meter.
Lu Yi stopped dodging, and then swung out his sword. The next moment, the light-looking Jian Yun slashed towards Mo Lingxi at an extremely fast speed.
Mo Lingxi's pupils shrank, feeling a huge threat: "What?"
Mo Lingxi quickly gave up the offensive, and the spirit snake moved back with its footwork, avoiding Jian Yun.
The sword cloud passed by Mo Lingxi's side and landed on the ring. The stone slabs on the ring printed smooth cloud patterns.
The deacon's pupils at the side shrank, and he couldn't help but be frightened. Is the power of Baiyun's sword technique so powerful?
The stone on this arena is green turquoise, and it has been specially treated to make it difficult to damage. Unexpectedly, Lu Yi's sword directly carved patterns on the arena.
This guy is a bit awesome.
The disciples below even exclaimed in surprise.
"The power of this sword... I can't stop it!"
"I'm afraid only senior brothers and sisters at the tenth level of Qi training can block this sword, right?"
"Junior Brother Lu Yi's Baiyun Sword Technique is so powerful?! Then when he competed with other senior brothers and sisters before, he didn't even use his full strength?!"
Wang Wulian did not compete. Looking at Lu Yi on the stage, he was shocked: "Is this the true power of Guizhen Sword Technique?!"
Gu Mingxi, who had competed with Lu Yi before, and the other two disciples who were at the ninth level of Qi training, now had their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
One of the senior brothers smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I originally thought that the gap between me and Junior Brother Lu Yi was not that big, but now it seems...it is simply a world of difference."
The other senior brother next to him also had a bitter look on his face, and Gu Mingxi's eyes sparkled even more when he looked at Lu Yi.
Mo Lingxi, who was face to face with Lu Yi, could feel the pressure on Lu Yi's long sword even more. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He stared at Lu Yi with wide eyes: "You were hiding your clumsiness before?!"
Lu Yi smiled a little sheepishly: "After all, it is not easy for the senior brothers and sisters to practice. If you deal with them too harshly, it will be bad for them to break their Taoist hearts. If it weren't for the strength of senior brother Mo Lingxi, the junior brothers would also You won’t use such power.”
He can't say that he's serving food just so that someone can come to him for discussion in the future, right? If they were all instant kills, who would come to him for a discussion? How can he complete the mission and obtain the perfect Qi Condensation Pill when no one comes to him for discussion?
Hearing this, Wang Wulian and others were shocked, their eyes widened, and they looked at Lu Yi in disbelief.
Wang Wulian was moved and said: "Junior brother Lu Yi... actually thinks of me so much! Junior brother is such a good person!"
Gu Mingxi's eyes were filled with concern: "Junior brother is so gentle and considerate!"
"Junior Brother Lu Yi...you have taken such trouble for us."
Even the other disciples looked at Lu Yi with admiration.
"Senior Brother Lu Yi is righteous!"
"Senior Brother Lu Yi is a role model for our generation. Disciples in the same sect should take care of each other."
Even Jiang Fan beside him nodded slightly, looking at Lu Yi's expression with a hint of recognition, and said with a smile: "Junior brother Lu Yi is indeed kind-hearted and worth making friends with."
Mo Lingxi was a little silent when she heard Lu Yi's words.
Then he took a deep breath, looked at Lu Yi, and said sternly: "Junior brother Lu Yi is a righteous man. If it were the past, I would have had a nice drink with him, but this competition is about the inner sect's quota, so senior brother can only say sorry."
Lu Yi smiled and said: "Brother, there is no need to feel pressure. The road to immortality is vast and you and I are both fighting for it. It is about the future. Just do your best and don't leave any regrets."
The long sword in Lu Yi's hand was clanging, and the clouds were lingering, with a gentle smile.
