Not long after standing in the competition arena, Sect Leader Wang, whom he had met once when he first entered the arena, appeared in mid-air in the valley with several people.

Sect Leader Wang looked at the disciples below, a smile appeared on his face, and he said loudly:

"Disciples of the Luoxia Sect, listen to the truth. I don't need to say much about this sect's selection. I think everyone is already aware of it. I hope that all the disciples can show their strongest strength and win the top forty places. To represent me, Luoxia.

Zong participated in the battle for mineral deposits.

A total of 734 disciples have signed up for this selection. After evaluation by the deacons, they all meet the regulations. Now, all disciples participating in this competition will draw number plates. The competition will be based on the numbers on the drawn number plates.

Compete."

Following Sect Leader Wang's words, an old man flew out and hovered in the air, dragging a large black flower basket in his hand.

Without the old man saying anything else, a disciple immediately flew up, came to the old man, stretched out his hand and took out jade tokens one by one from the black flower basket.

Qin Fengming was not in a hurry. He waited until most of the disciples got their number plates before he flew up.

In front of the incoming old man, before he could reach out his hand, his spiritual consciousness had already glanced out. But what shocked him was that as soon as his spiritual consciousness touched the black flower basket, it was immediately bounced back by a covering wall.

Already.

When the old man saw this, he chuckled and snorted softly, without saying anything.

Qin Fengming's face suddenly turned red, but he knew that he was not the only one who hit this wall. He did not dare to stay longer, reached out and took a jade token from the basket, turned around and flew aside.

Holding a jade plaque, I saw a line of numbers on it: No. 134.

Thinking secretly in his heart, Qin Fengming knew that he would compete in the 134th place.

Fighting between low-level monks usually takes a long time, because low-level disciples don't have many secret skills and can only rely on magic weapons to fight. It is not easy to decide the winner between monks of equal strength.

All the disciples who participated in the competition drew their numbers. A middle-aged man immediately appeared in the air. He glanced at the disciples below and said loudly: "Now, the disciples who have drawn numbers 1, 2, 3, and 4 will go to the corresponding places."

In the venue, the competition is carried out. During the competition, it is stopped as soon as the point is reached, and no other people's lives are hurt. Violators will be severely punished."

Following his words, eight disciples immediately flew out from the crowd and entered the corresponding competition arena in the air.

Qin Fengming used his spiritual consciousness to scan and found that among the eight people, two were from Dzogchen, two were from ninth level, and the remaining four were all from the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage.

Four eighth-level monks suddenly appeared, which caused a burst of discussion on the scene.

In the air ball competition field, there is a Foundation Establishment Master Uncle standing in the middle at this time. It goes without saying that these four people are the ones in charge of the competition among the disciples. There are four Foundation Establishment Masters presiding over it, and one of the disciples suddenly

If you miss, you can still give a helping hand in time.

After the master in charge of each field waved, the four venues started competing at the same time.

Qin Fengming was not a novice. He had already fought with other monks several times, so he only glanced briefly and judged the strength of everyone in the field.

It can be said that the eighth-level monk in the Qi-gathering stage who was fighting with two peak Qi-gathering stage monks was no match for them. The winner could be determined in an instant.

The remaining two battles were between monks of the same level. Such two battles would naturally take a lot of time.

The results of the competition were exactly what Qin Fengming had expected. The two monks at the peak of their Qi Gathering Stage won extremely easily, while the other two games lasted for nearly an hour before the winner was decided.

As the two competitions ended, disciples holding jade medals No. 5 and No. 6 immediately appeared on the stage.

The competition went on one after another, making Qin Fengming feel sleepy and uninterested. Such a protracted competition was no longer in his eyes.

Although Qin Fengming has only been cultivating immortals for a few years, several monks of the same level have fallen into his hands at this time. Among them, there are even ninth-level monks in the Qi Gathering Stage.

Looking at these painless competitions now, he felt extremely boring.

After finding a relatively secluded place, Qin Fengming no longer paid attention to the competition arena, but closed his eyes and meditated to rest.

Time passed slowly, and when it was getting dark, all trials were carried out until the 56th.

When the winner was determined in all four venues, Sect Leader Wang leaped out again and announced: "Disciples, it's getting late today. The competition ends here. We will continue after breakfast tomorrow."

Although for monks, night is no different from day, but for disciples below the ninth level in the Qi gathering stage, they must eat.

Qin Fengming has no interest in all the competitions today. In such a competition, as soon as he brings out a few top-notch magical weapons, most of the monks will have no choice but to abandon their swords and admit defeat.

Early the next morning, the competition started on time.

Just when Qin Fengming felt that he had nothing to do, suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in the competition venue. When he stared at it, Qin Fengming couldn't help but the expression on his face moved.

This gorgeous woman is none other than the senior sister named Zeng who originally asked Qin Fengming to refine the top-level magic weapon.

Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness swept over her and revealed that at this time, Senior Sister Zeng was already at the peak of her Qi gathering stage.

I saw Senior Sister Zeng wearing a light red palace dress today, with a light pink ribbon tied around her waist. She looked slim and dazzling. As soon as she appeared on the stage, she aroused cheers from many male disciples, and immediately made the lifeless competition arena lively and noisy.

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Senior Sister Zeng's opponent was a disciple at the ninth level of Qi Gathering Stage. Facing Senior Sister Zeng's flowery face, the disciple seemed a little cautious. He had not even tried yet, and he was already three points weaker.

As the master who presided over the competition raised his hand, the competition began.

Senior Sister Zeng was not careless at all. As soon as she started, she waved her jade hand, and a blue shield appeared around her delicate body. It was a green water shield. Then she raised her jade hand again, and a high-grade magic weapon appeared.

He raised his hand and turned it into a frightening rainbow, slashing towards the opponent.

The male disciple did not hesitate, stretched out his hand and offered a talisman, which turned into an earthy yellow shield to wrap his body. As he waved his hand, the same high-grade magic weapon flashed out, and with a surge, it transformed into

It is nearly ten feet long, dragging a ray of rays of light to intercept the magical weapon.

All of a sudden, two high-grade magic weapons that flashed considerable power struck and collided in the air, and they were fighting endlessly. It was difficult to tell the difference for a moment.

Faced with the magical weapon being intercepted by the opponent, Senior Sister Zeng did not hesitate at all. She waved her jade hand again, and a red giant ax flashed out, carrying a cold light, and slashed down, slashing straight at the man opposite.

Suddenly seeing the powerful magical weapon reappear, the man was stunned, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Judging from the power of the magical weapon offered by the other party, there is no doubt that it is also a high-grade magical weapon. But at this time, it itself has no corresponding magical weapon.

As a last resort, he could only grit his teeth and throw a medium-grade magic weapon into the air.

For ordinary disciples in the late Qi Gathering Stage, if they are not backed by a cultivating family, their cultivation talents are not that excellent. Even if their cultivation reaches the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Stage, they may only have one gift from the sect.

Top quality magic weapon.

Following the release of the two high-grade magic weapons, Senior Sister Zeng no longer made the slightest move, looking at each other with a faint smile on her pretty face.

The four magic weapons were circling and flying in the air, making people dizzy. The man's middle-grade magic weapon only lasted for one meal, and his spirituality was greatly lost, making it difficult for him to fight again.

The man originally wanted to sacrifice another medium-grade magic weapon, but he hesitated again and again and ultimately did not sacrifice it.

He knew that even if he sacrificed the magic weapon again, he wouldn't be able to support it for long. After all, the other party had two high-grade magic weapons.

The young man understood the idea, took back his magic weapon, bowed and flew out of the protective shield.
Chapter completed!