"The rules are very simple. Those who want to compete for the quota will come on stage to accept the challenges of others, and fight until no one dares to challenge them anymore. Every time a battle ends, there will be half an hour of rest."

"The first thing that is going to be held is the competition for the quota of Qi Transformation Realm."

As he finished speaking, Master Fei Yuan raised his right hand in the void, and suddenly, thirty huge metal arenas appeared in front of everyone.

"start!"

Uncle Feiyuan said lightly.

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish..."

Shadows rose into the sky.

Thirty arenas were occupied in an instant.

"Li Meng, even your strength dares to occupy a ring. Let's go on for me."

"Bang!"

On the ring closest to Xu Chen, two figures collided fiercely.

A puff.

One of the figures vomited blood on the spot, flew backwards, and fell off the ring.

The other arenas were all fighting together.

The disciples of Lingyun Palace are indeed all geniuses.

Everyone dares not say that they are invincible at the same level, but they are all strong people in every realm.

In a blink of an eye, half a day passed.

But there are still endless disciples who come to the stage to challenge.

"Junior Brother Yin, you are not my opponent. Instead of challenging me, it is better to save some effort to challenge other brothers."

The person who spoke was a swordsman with white hair and sharp eyebrows. He had come to power since the beginning of the battle and has lost eight people in a row so far. Moreover, each challenger has been in his hands for less than three moves.

The person who challenged the white-haired swordsman was a middle-aged man with a simple appearance and a strong figure. He held a giant axe in his hand and did not waver at all about the dissuasion of the white-haired swordsman and said, "Senior Brother, I will be on your target. If I am not your opponent and defeated by you, I will challenge others."

Seeing that the white-haired swordsman was useless, he clanged and pulled out the battle knife, "Junior brother, my sword is very fast and sharp, you have to be careful."

As a reminder, the white-haired swordsman's eyes suddenly became sharp. With a wave of his hand, the long sword slashed through the void, and a sword light as fast as a wind was shot out.

The sword light swept through Pei Ran Mo Yu's power, and in a flash, it directly slashed in front of the strong middle-aged man.

The brawny middle-aged man obviously did not expect that the speed of this knife was so fast. Even though he was ready to go and made sufficient preparations in advance, when the white-haired swordsman made the knife, his movements still seemed a little slower.

He raised the giant axe in his hand in a little panic and stepped forward.

A jingle sound.

Sparks splash.

Although the strong middle-aged man barely blocked the sword, he was shocked by the amazing power of the sword and took seven or eight steps back.

"The artistic conception of wind has reached 92% and 90% of the sword intention. The artistic conception of wind has been integrated into the sword light, making the sword light as fast as the wind. This junior brother is not simple, he is very strong."

Xu Chen saw through the details of the white-haired swordsman at first glance.

As soon as the battle was fought, Zhuangshuo Middle-aged fell into an absolute disadvantage. The white-haired swordsman took advantage of the victory and used only three swords. Zhuangshuo Middle-aged was chopped away and fell off the ring.

"Senior Brother Han Zhen won again. He has won nine consecutive games. Moreover, no one who challenged him can persist in three swords in his hands."

"Senior Brother Han Zhen has amazing combat power, and he has one of thirty places."

"I wonder who will challenge Senior Brother Han Zhen next."

"Senior Brother Han Zhen has shown enough strength. I'm afraid few people will dare to challenge Senior Brother Han Zhen again."

“…”

“…”

Everyone was talking about it in the audience.

In the blink of an eye.

Three days have passed.

The competition for quotas for the Qi Transformation Realm has also come to an end.

Thirty places will fall and there will be a master.

"Congratulations on getting the quota and representing Lingyun Palace." Uncle Feiyuan congratulated the thirty disciples of the Supreme Emperor.

Next.

As thirty people walked off the arena, all the disciples in the Qihai Realm looked upright.

Their battle is coming!

really.

Master Fei Yuan swept his hand and thirty arenas disappeared. The next moment, sixteen arenas with larger areas and stronger materials appeared in the field.

"My nephews, please come on stage!"

A group of Qihai Realm disciples looked at each other.

For a moment.

No one appeared on the stage.

"Everyone is so polite. If there is no one, then I'm not."

A loud laughter sounded, and a man in a battle suit jumped onto the ring.

As the man in the battle suit took the stage, the others could no longer sit still, and figures soared into the sky and landed on the ring.

Instantly.

The battle begins.

Disciples in the early and mid-stage Qihai Realm were quickly eliminated one by one.

Gradually.

At least the disciples in the late stage of Qihai Realm were also in the stage of the battle on the stage.

Xu Chen withdrew his gaze from the battle stage, looked at Su Yuntian beside him, and said, "Senior brother, it is not difficult to win a place with your strength."

He knew that with Su Yuntian's strength, it was not difficult to win a quota.

Su Yuntian said: "My junior brother is joking. Although my cultivation level is at the peak of Qihai Realm, we have many quasi-saint disciples in Lingyun Palace. I am not sure to defeat those quasi-saint senior brothers."

Although he said that, his expression was very calm. Obviously, he had confidence in himself.

After hearing Su Yuntian's words, Xu Chen was slightly stunned and said, "Can the Quasi-Saint participate?"

Su Yuntiandao: "Of course, the quasi-saint is between the peak of Qihai Realm and the saint's realm, but after all, it is not a saint, and he can participate in the battle of Qihai Realm. Didn't my junior brother notice just now that in the battle of Qi Transformation Realm, more than half of the junior brothers have a half-step Qihai Realm's cultivation level."

Xu Chen opened his mouth, and he really didn't notice this.

But after thinking about it carefully, it was true. It was just that the matter was not about me and he did not think about it carefully.

"Su Yuntian, three years ago, we fought together, and we didn't decide the outcome. Why not take this opportunity today? Let's fight again. Let's see if you have made rapid progress in the past three years or if I am better." Suddenly, a full voice resounded.

The man in purple clothes was talking.

"It's Senior Brother Qingyuan."

"What did Senior Brother Qingyuan just say? He fought with Senior Brother Su Yuntian, but he didn't decide the winner?"

"Oh my God, is it true? Senior Brother Qingyuan has been rumored to have understood the rules of fire. He once fought with the saint but was not at a disadvantage. Senior Brother Su Yuntian can actually tie the game with Senior Brother Qingyuan!!!"

"Senior Brother Su Yuntian is really low-key!"

"I heard that Senior Brother Qingyuan has not yet understood the complete rules of fire, it's just a trace."

"Who did you hear?"

"This... I also heard from other senior brothers..."

“…”

Because of Qingyuan's words, everyone in the audience was in an explosion and started talking.

at the same time.

The saints and senior brothers also started to talk.

"Feng Chen, Junior Brother Qingyuan is your recommended entry."

"Yes. Junior Brother Qingyuan comes from a small force in the Barbarian Realm. When I passed by, I saw that he had good talent, so I recommended him to the store."

"Junior Brother Qingyuan is not bad. He has already understood the rules of fire at the peak of Qihai Realm. With his talent, he will be able to understand the rules of fire within three hundred years. At that time, another saint will be added to our Lingyun Palace."

"I think this junior brother Su Yuntian is not easy either. It may not be easy for junior brother Qingyuan to defeat him."

"Junior Brother Su's recommendation is Mr. Bai. How could it be easier to be attracted to Mr. Bai?"

As soon as Brother Bai Mu appeared, a look of awe appeared on the saints' faces. Obviously, Bai Mu had a high status in the hearts of these saints.

"Junior brother, I'll go on stage first."

Faced with Qingyuan's challenge, Su Yuntian naturally would not retreat, and said to Xu Chen, and then stepped onto the battlefield under the gaze of countless people.
Chapter completed!