Cultivation starts from crossing three years

This made Zhang Changyang slightly disappointed with Zhang Huaiyu's temperament, but also satisfied. At least this generation of family leaders will not do things according to their wishes.

But admonishment still needs to be admonished.

"In any case, it is the same family, the same blood, you can't do this again in the future. Huaiyu, as the main lineage son of the Zhang family, your words and deeds are watched by many people, and the burden of the family will be very heavy in the future It may fall on you, how can you favor one over another because of your personal preference for the family's children?"

Zhang Changyang taught Zhang Huaiyu and the Zhang family children around him a lesson.

Zhang Huaiyu looked a little dissatisfied,

But after all, he bowed his head respectfully and was taught.

"Understood, Thirteenth Uncle, I will pay attention to it in the future. As the head of the family, it is my duty to unite most of the monks in the family."

"Well, it's good that you understand."

Seeing Zhang Huaiyu's reaction, Zhang Changyang nodded in satisfaction.

Those who can enter the outer sect of the Yunshui Sect, although they don't have a great effect on the family, are at least one of the more outstanding members of the family's descendants, and these classes must be united.

A family and the monks of the family can only go further and further in this world of cultivation if they are closely united.

However, at this time,

Thoughts came to mind suddenly.

With Zhang Qingyuan's staunch character, he might not come to participate in the gatherings and exchanges of these family children in the future, probably because of his low cultivation level.

Maybe in two or three years, without too many resources, I'm afraid it's just the third or fourth level of Lingyuan cultivation.

To be at the bottom of the crowd is not only to look down on the behavior of the sons of the family, but also because of the low self-esteem due to the advancement of cultivation, so I will not participate in the gathering to communicate in the future!

Zhang Changyang felt that he had seen through everything.

Alas, poor child.

This is normal.

Without the help of family background, the speed of practice is just like that.

It seemed that after this round of preliminary rounds was over, he had to look for that child.

Just comfort him and boost his confidence.

To prevent him from shutting himself up in his own little world all the time, because he has low self-esteem in his cultivation and is unwilling to communicate with others.

Although there is basically no possibility for the child to enter the inner sect, but Lingyuan is a third or fourth level cultivation base, at least he is the main monk in the family, isn't he?

Zhang Changyang stroked his beard and thought to himself.

……

Zhang Qingyuan naturally had no way of knowing what happened in the restaurant and what an elder in the family thought.

After a night of recuperation, Zhang Qingyuan's energy also returned to its peak.

On the second day,

The preliminaries of the Outer Door Competition continued.

Compared to yesterday's arena where eighty outside disciples had to be eliminated in one ring, the pressure of today's schedule is relatively lower, but it is definitely not easy.

In other words, today's atmosphere is more tense than yesterday's.

Because after the first round of elimination, everyone who can enter the top [-] is a monk with certain strength.

As the suzerain on the high platform once again announced the start of the second round of the preliminary competition,

The second round of competition in the arena also started!

It is still the No.11 group arena, and it is still No. 72.

Zhang Qingyuan stood under the ring,

Carefully observe the fellow disciples fighting on the stage, and prepare for the enemy in your heart.

compared to yesterday,

Today's battle was also more intense. After encountering evenly matched opponents, some had to show off their means of suppressing the bottom of the box one by one.

While Zhang Qingyuan collected a lot of information about possible opponents, he also secretly gained more confidence in his heart.

At least before facing the few people in the same group,

The rest will basically not be their opponents!

Until the four rounds of challenge are over,

The outcome fell.

The voice of the deacon referee sounded from above:

"No. 13 Chen Qirui, against No. 70 No. [-] Zhang Qingyuan!"

coming!

Hearing this, Zhang Qingyuan's heart shuddered.

I don't know what cultivation realm the opponent is this time!

With all kinds of thoughts in mind, Zhang Qingyuan rose from the ground and flew into the arena over ten feet.

Simultaneously,

The monk named Chen Qirui on the opposite side also flew up.

However, after sensing the opponent's cultivation level, Zhang Qingyuan was taken aback.

"This is……"

Chapter 1 Easy Winning Streak

"The sixth level of spiritual energy is complete?"

Zhang Qingyuan blinked, only feeling a bit dazed.

Some feel unreal.

When did my luck become so good?

Chen Qirui, who was on the opposite side, saw Zhang Qingyuan and felt the majestic aura of a bottomless lake, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

Bad luck!

I just passed the first round by luck, and I met this kind of high-level monk with spiritual energy!

Chen Qirui thought that he was really unlucky.

The ratio of the 1 disciples participating in the Outer Sect Grand Competition this time is roughly around 6:13:10:[-].

When each group is drawn immediately, it is basically drawn according to this ratio, so in the first round of the preliminary match, it is not impossible for the sixth level of Lingyuan to play against the sixth level of Lingyuan.

On the contrary, Zhang Qingyuan met an opponent with eight layers of Lingyuan in the first match, which was a bit rare.

In the first round, Chen Qirui was lucky enough to draw a monk in the late stage of the sixth level of Lingyuan, and he won the battle and successfully entered the second round.

Unexpectedly, luck ended here.

"Huh, Senior Brother Zhang, please advise."

Although he encountered the situation he was most unwilling to encounter, Chen Qirui did not give up, prepared for the battle, and saluted Zhang Qingyuan seriously.

"Please!"

It was a bit of a surprise, but Zhang Qingyuan was not careless, and returned the gift politely.

"Fifth match, start!"

As the voice fell,

Chen Qirui made the first move, the spiritual energy in his body vibrated, and his two fingers pointed out in mid-air like a butterfly piercing a flower, passing a series of phantoms.

You can see that the air is shaking like water waves in the middle of the sky, Lingyuan Mutual Aid, water snakes as thick as fingers, shuttle like lightning, and shoot towards Zhang Qingyuan like a gust of wind and rain!

The other party also knew that Zhang Qingyuan, who was facing the eighth level of Lingyuan, would not have much chance at all, so he used the most suppressed method at the beginning!

Only be the first to do it!

Otherwise, if you are attacked by the opponent, you will have no ability to resist!

There were finger lights all over the void, snake-like force tore through the air, and the chi chi sound was endless!

Bunches of sharp spiritual energy splashed, if they were involved, even monks in the early stage of the seventh level of spiritual energy might be defeated by this intensive attack if they didn't notice!

"Sure enough, to be able to participate in the outer sect competition and survive the first round of the competition, no matter how low the level is, there is at least one or two means to guarantee the bottom line!"

Zhang Qingyuan thought to himself.

Compared with this picture of Qi Rui, Yao Ping, who had become his own archenemy half a year ago and was considered No. 1 in the seventeenth courtyard, below the high level of Lingyuan, seemed like a joke!

The other party really has the strength to leapfrog the challenge!

But unfortunately,

No matter how many methods there are, under the absolute suppression of the realm, they still can't play much role!

Zhang Qingyuan's face was indifferent, and he slapped the sky with his palm,

This palm is an understatement, like the turbulence of a clear spring in a mountain stream, neither a fierce killing move nor a terrifying momentum.

But during the swing, the air with a radius of several feet was gathered by this palm, and an invisible shield visible to the naked eye was formed in front of Zhang Qingyuan, resisting in front of him!

Puff puff……

Chen Qirui's finger-shaped vigor shot like a gust of wind and rain, and it disappeared in front of Zhang Qingyuan's invisible shield with only a little splash visible to the naked eye.

Can't break through at all!

A look of despair appeared on Chen Qirui's face.

I knew that the gap was huge, but I didn't expect it to be so big!

With the next move, he has already blocked his lore skill!

How can this kind of gap like a mountain be smoothed out by some simple martial arts?

But he still wanted to struggle to the death.

Taking a step forward, Wuming's martial arts skills unfolded, Chen Qirui's whole body was as fast as lightning, his feet rolled into waves of air, rolled up, his whole body's spirit energy exploded and converged, and he punched Zhang Qingyuan with great momentum!

this punch,

It was his punch that gathered all his strength!

In the realm of the sixth level of spiritual origin, the power has already reached its peak, even the monks in the early stage of the seventh level of spiritual origin should not be underestimated!

But unfortunately,

Zhang Qingyuan is Yae,

And it's still the kind of mid-eighth-layer monk with extremely strong spiritual energy, martial skills, body skills, and defensive four-dimensional attributes, with almost no shortcomings!

"Not bad strength, but let's wait for your next breakthrough to the late stage of Lingyuan!"

Zhang Qingyuan's voice spread softly, and his figure suddenly disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

invisible,

Silently!

"not good!"

Chen Qirui, who was standing with the power of rolling punches, showed a look of shock in front of him, and felt a fierce and boundless energy rushing towards him!

I don't know when,

Zhang Qingyuan had already appeared behind him, and the shadow of his palm was flying, but with a flick of his hand, he took the horse across the sky and landed on Chen Qirui's body.

boom! ! !

With a muffled sound, Chen Qirui's figure immediately flew upside down as if he had been hit hard, and hit the ring in the distance, billowing up waves of smoke and dust.

Standing up from the ring with difficulty, Chen Qirui did not continue to attack.

Instead, with a wry smile on his face, he cupped his hands towards Zhang Qingyuan.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang, for your mercy. I lost this time, so I admit defeat!"