Life script: Empress Vanves, I plunder opportunities

A satisfied smile appeared on the corners of Taixuan Shengzhu's lips: "It is worthy of being one of the ten most powerful holy bodies, the ancient holy body. How can the power of this body's energy and blood be matched by these middle-level monks."

The other big elders looked very ugly.

Originally, they still held the idea of ​​snatching the position of the quasi-holy son, but at this moment, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

All of them couldn't help thinking about taking Qin Li as their disciple.

But at this time, Qin Li restrained his energy and blood, and looked at everyone in the audience.

"Since no one signs up to challenge Qin today, then Qin will go back to practice first."

At this time, the dozen or so true disciples who had been sitting below immediately stood up one by one.

"Who said no?"

"Elder Li: These are my [-] top-grade spirit stones, please register them for me!"

"Elder Li, I'll sign up too, [-] top-grade spirit stones, here you are."

"And I!"

"I suggest that in this competition, we are not allowed to wear body armor!" After a true disciple finished speaking, he immediately took off the armor on his body.

The rest of the true disciples also took out their protective armor one after another.

At their level, it only takes one thought to take off the clothes on their body.

Naturally, the scene of undressing in public did not happen.

One of the disciples held the soft armor in his hand, raised it up, and shouted, "I propose that no one can wear the body armor in this quasi-sage challenge!"

"Son of Qin Lizhun, we only hope to have a fair fight with you!"

"Yes, we strongly demand a fair fight!"

"Yes!"

Qin Li glanced at the crowd, raised his hand, and the Zhantian Armor appeared in his hand.

Before everyone had a glimpse of its power, he put it in the storage ring.

What he wants is everyone's contempt for his strength.

Otherwise, how will you earn the spirit stones of these fools later?
Then, he glanced contemptuously at the aggrieved disciples below, "Fair? Make it as if you are fair."

As his voice fell.

At the scene, the 45 monks who had challenged him before couldn't help but blush.

They bullied the few with more, and in the end, Qin Li didn't even have a finger, and they were kicked off the stage for no reason. It was really shameful.

Soon, the dozen or so true disciples handed in [-] top-grade spirit stones and came to the waiting area of ​​the Martial Arts Stage.

Their cultivation bases are all in the late stages of the Divine Transformation Realm, and their masters are either peak masters or grand elders.

Each of them not only has outstanding talent, but also has strong strength behind them.

At this time, a young monk came over, and saw that he was slender, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with extraordinary appearance, and his deep eyes were piercing.

He cupped his fists and greeted Qin Li:
"Son of Qin Lizhun, I am Jian Xingzhou, a true disciple of the Sword Dao Peak, and today, I intend to spar with you."

There were bursts of cheers immediately below.

"I didn't expect that the first person to appear on the stage turned out to be Jian Zhenchuan!"

"In the last quasi-sage challenge, if he hadn't fallen into Zhou Junhong's trap, he would have been a quasi-sage."

"I heard that Jian Zhen's kendo has entered the state of the sword, and his cultivation level is higher than when he participated in the last quasi-sage competition!"

"Too bad, the son of Qin Lizhun doesn't have a god-level armor to protect him now, I hope Jian Zhenchuan will be merciful!"

Qin Li smiled. It seems that Jian Xingzhou has a high prestige among many disciples.

He couldn't help but want to suppress the opponent's arrogance, and said lightly: "There is no need to learn from each other, you just comprehended Jianxin, and it is not worth my shot."

Jian Xingzhou's face instantly became terribly gloomy.

Even Zao Wou-ki, who ranks first among the quasi-holy sons, speaks highly of him.

Unexpectedly, Qin Li, who had just started and didn't even have a firm foothold, would dare to despise him so much.

Down below, many disciples also felt that Qin Li was too arrogant, and they all laughed at him.

Only Tang Shaogong knew clearly that what Qin Li said was true.

For a master who has already set foot in the sword field, how can he be afraid of a monk who has just comprehended the heart of the sword?

Jian Xingzhou's black hair was flying, and with a thought, there was a clanging sound from the sword box on his back.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The next moment, I saw three sharp swords cutting through the void and stabbing towards Qin Li's direction.

The bright divine light instantly illuminated the entire Martial Arts Arena, carrying a terrifying killing spirit.

These three swords are all at the level of a quasi-sacred weapon, and the combination of the three swords can even reach the standard of a divine weapon.

In the past several challenges, he relied on these three swords to win one after another and cut off the heads of one enemy after another.

Down below, many monks were frightened.

"It's too bad, Jian Zhen passed the sword, if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured."

"Haha! Qin Li, who doesn't have a god-level armor to protect him, tsk tsk, how can you use the word 'miserable'!"

In the field, many disciples were mourning for Qin Li.

The three flying swords that rushed towards Yukong suddenly stopped in mid-air, making trembling buzzing sounds.

next moment.

The three flying swords suddenly turned around.

Suspended in front of Jian Xingzhou, the sword pointed at his chest, dantian and eyebrows respectively.

Jian Xingzhou frowned, and immediately issued commands to the three flying swords.

however.

In the past, the three flying swords had always obeyed his orders, but now, no matter what he ordered, it was useless.

Moreover, no matter where he was, the three flying swords were aimed at his vitals from beginning to end, and could take his life at any time.

For a moment, Jian Xingzhou felt tens of thousands of pores all over his body shrink suddenly, and his hairs explode.

The sense of danger that he had never felt before made the cold sweat on his forehead burst out like rain.

These are his natal flying swords, and they don't obey his command, instead pointing their swords at their masters.

"Aren't you admitting defeat?" Until, Qin Li's cold voice came from next to his ear.

Jian Xingzhou's hands drooped weakly, and finally gave up resistance, "I admit defeat!"

The next moment, the three flying swords instantly flew into the sword box behind him.

Jian Xingzhou was still in the trap, and flew down the martial arts stage in a panic.

It wasn't until he sat down firmly in the auditorium below that his mind recovered.

The next moment, a thought came into his mind: "Could it be possible that Qin Li has entered the Sword Realm?"

"No, no, how is this possible? At the age of [-] years, I have comprehended the state of mind of the sword, and I can already be called a genius among geniuses. Qin Li is not talented, how can he cultivate to the sword realm?"

"However, if it's not in the Sword Realm, how can you explain what happened just now?"

Without saying a word, he stared blankly at the handsome figure on the stage.

Everyone in the audience never imagined that the incomparably powerful Jian Zhenchuan would be forced to admit defeat by his natal flying sword.

Soon, another challenger appeared on the stage.

In terms of cultivation, this person is comparable to Jian Xingzhou, but in terms of swordsmanship, he is naturally inferior to Jian Xingzhou.

However, his weapon is a void war halberd.