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The results of yesterday's arena competition made the rookie understand that he had to be careful with those sect disciples today.

Fortunately, he is at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage, so he is not at a disadvantage at this level.

In one night, the martial arts arena was rearranged and enlarged for the competition arena. The arena has been directly transformed from thirty to ten, and the size of the arena has also doubled, allowing remote control players room to perform.

The knockout round of four hundred people still needs time to compete. Of course, it will be more interesting after the sect disciples join.

All the opponents were chosen at random by the little guys with runny noses and bubbles next to the ring. Fortunately, there were no rookies in the first batch of players.

Then just be a qualified spectator. Sure enough, it will be different when the disciples of the sect come on stage. They are both offensive and defensive, and have a good look.

In particular, spell skills have been separated from novice skills.

Fire Bird Technique, Explosive Flame Technique, Water Arrow Technique, Entanglement Technique, Magic Wall Technique, Golden Power Shield... all kinds of spiritual root spells have begun to take on actual combat power.

Moreover, most of the equipment of the disciples of the sect is superior to that of casual cultivators. The disciples of this period are equipped from head to toe with a minimum of three low-grade magic weapons, weapons, magic robes, and magic boots.

Some wealthy people even own spiritual beasts to assist in battles.

As for the casual cultivators, most of them only have two magic weapons, but the casual cultivators' experience in fighting is obviously much stronger than that of the sect disciples. After all, casual cultivators can stand out from the crowd and cultivate to the middle stage of Qi refining purely by themselves. It is really impossible without some strength and opportunity.

The good and the bad cancel each other out, and the fight comes and goes again. There are casual cultivators who have exhausted their spiritual power and surrendered due to the sect disciples, and there are also sect disciples who were secretly attacked and left the arena during the break of releasing spells. As for those first-order spiritual beasts that have not grown up, they are only used to harass them at this time. .

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After watching for about an hour, it was finally Musk's turn to take the stage.

The opponent is a casual cultivator. After greeting each other, get ready for a fight!

"I know you, you won the last few games without a fight. I'm going to let you know today that your good luck is over." The casual cultivator on the opposite side said a lot of nonsense, then drew his sword and prepared to attack.

"Watch the move!" Then the casual cultivator shouted and prepared to attack.

"You lose!" Musk didn't care about that, and directly injected spiritual power into the stick of virtue. In a few breaths, while the other party was still saying harsh words, he was already close, and then pointed a stick at In front of the opponent's head. It all happened so fast that many people in the stands could see clearly what was going on.

"Wow wow wow, he won." Some idiot fans started cheering in the stands.

"I didn't lose, you were planning a sneak attack while I wasn't paying attention!" Only then did the casual cultivator on the other side react, feeling that he was losing face.

The referee declared Musk the winner.

"The process is not important, the result is important! You lose because you talk too much." Musk put the stick on his shoulder, but ignored him, thinking he was cool, turned around and stepped down.

Then back on stage. Continuing to sit and watch the show, the competition between four hundred people will take two hundred rounds, and one round of ten groups will also take twenty rounds.

Half a day passed, and the remaining two hundred people began to match their opponents again.

Musk was drawn in the first round of the battlefield. His opponent was a sect disciple.

"Please advise!"

After greeting each other, let’s start competing!

The opponent directly released the Fire Bird Technique, and a bird transformed by fire spiritual power flew towards Musk with high temperature.

Musk used water polo skills to crack it, but he didn't expect it to be of much use, so he could only avoid it carefully.

The sect disciple opposite looked at Musk, who was in a state of embarrassment and running around with disdain, because his proficiency in the Fire Bird Technique had also been improved to a high level.

Fortunately, the spiritual power in the middle stage of Qi refining is limited. After playing with it for a while, Musk drew out his magic sword and prepared to use the sword to win.

After this confrontation of weakness, Musk also roughly figured out the opponent's strength. No matter how strong it is, there is a limit.

Seeing that the opponent was planning to use a magic weapon to end the fight, Musk was extremely happy and rushed forward with his stick. The opponent calmly waved his sword to block, and the next moment there was a "ding" sound, and the high-grade magic weapon was knocked away. Adhering to his usual style of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, he directly bullies himself and convinces others with his virtue. The stick penetrates through this momentary defensive loophole, points the stick at the opponent's chest and says: "You lose."

The elders as referees also announced the results very fairly.

Musk put the stick on his shoulder and turned around to leave.

The spectators on the stage also shouted excitedly, "He won again." I don't know if they were talking about themselves.

Returning to the stands, the two old men gave him a proud bear hug. Only Musk, who was tall and tall among them, could deeply feel the smell of old men.

This round of competition took much faster time. After all, there were only ten groups of people and it was over in an hour.

Look at the time, the sun is about to get off work.

Then let’s compete again tomorrow!

For cultivators, it can be done at night, but only by combining work and rest can they pass these long years.

The next day, everyone had enough to eat and drink before starting today's competition in the ring. The spectators obviously felt that there were too many people. After all, the strength of the hundreds of people who stayed was not weak, so there was more to watch.

Some people began to predict the ranking list, and of course, without exception, the people on the list were all sect disciples.

When he heard someone named Yu Wenming, Musk thought that the world is so big, it couldn’t be such a coincidence! Is this surname Yu or Yuwen? Soon there was talk that this was the core disciple of the Yuwen family.

Musk on the side thought to himself, Yuwen is not running away, don’t let me touch him. Otherwise, use virtue to convince others and teach you how to be a good person.

A few Taoist boys started to draw. They didn't draw Musk in the first round, but they did draw Yu Wenming.

Standing in the stands and looking over, it is true that the family power is different. With the whole body equipped with high-grade magic weapons, even though he is only eight years old, he looks personable and talented.

The opponent was a young casual cultivator. After only five rounds of fighting, he directly cut through the low-level robe with his sword, and he had no choice but to admit defeat due to injury. Although their strength is similar, their equipment is very different.

It didn't take long before Musk was drawn in the next round, and his opponent turned out to be the casual cultivator he had seen holding a knife before.

"Please give me some advice!" They saluted each other, and then the fight began.

The opponent was also very cautious and threw away a few skills with zero effect, so he could only kill him with the knife.

Although the opponent's sword skills were domineering enough, they lacked some momentum, so Musk raised his stick and faced him.

The opponent's actual combat experience was quite good, and he was much better than the players he had encountered before, but the gap was always there.

Even the third child in Leiyun Mountain is no match for Musk, let alone this casual cultivator who has only reached the sixth level of Qi refining. It was only the fifth round. Musk directly used his stick to knock open the knife on the other side.

The moment he returned the sword, he leaned sideways and cut through the gap in his defense.

She pressed it against his chest and said, "You lose."

The person on the other side was also very free and easy, and just put away the knife. , cupping his fists and admitting: "You are very strong."

Regarding such a polite player, Musk also smiled and said, "You are actually not weak. It's just that the light of the sword has the style of the sword, but not the power of the sword. The sword needs to be domineering and have the momentum to move forward without hesitation. Don't stick to what you have learned. Swordsmanship and moves are about turning a move into a move without a move, and defeating a move without a move is about having a move.”

When the other person heard this, he quickly clasped his fists and saluted, saying, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your advice."

The class representative said: For those who have a certain level of understanding, your casual advice will be an improvement, but for those who lack understanding, listening to your words is still the same, or they may work for ten more years based on your words.

Musk put the stick on his shoulder, turned around and got out of the ring.

What he didn't know was that this little suggestion directly created a sword king. This is a story for later, so I won't mention it for now.

A total of a hundred people competed in the ring, and the fight was very fast. It was completed in less than an hour.

Anyone who can reach the top 100 is not too weak. Minor injuries and serious injuries began to appear. Fortunately, this is the world of cultivating immortals. As long as the root is not harmed, there is no one that cannot be solved by a pill. If so, take another one.

The fifty-man arena competition began soon.

Musk was directly drawn into the first round, and his opponent was a Fengyun Sect disciple.

This is an opponent who looks like he is pretending to be 13 at first glance. His equipment is all good, especially the sword in his hand, but his strength is unknown.

After greeting each other, they began to compete. The opponent directly used various spells. The Fire Bird Technique and Water Arrow Technique were used quite well. It is estimated that their proficiency is not low.

The moment Musk turned around, the person on the opposite side smiled contemptuously, and actually used the wood-type winding technique. The vines formed by spiritual power stretched out from under the ring and tried to bind Musk's legs.

This secret move immediately startled Musk. Fortunately, Zhuifenglu had the two skills of light body and walking on flat ground, so he stepped directly on the tips of the entangled vines and used the force to dodge away.

"Well! You are very good. You can avoid my killing move. Then try this move!"

The disciples of the sect did not forget to pretend to be 13, and after speaking, they used more than a dozen Fire Bird Techniques in succession. Musk clearly felt the danger, so he ran away quickly, and the Fire Birds were arranged neatly like a fire dragon, following closely behind him. I chased him, but I couldn't dodge it and didn't have any good moves to break it.

Directly swing the stick to inject spiritual power, and swing the stick out like a dragon.

A golden dragon circled out, and after roaring in a deep dragon's voice, it swallowed the chasing firebirds directly into its belly, and then rushed straight towards the sect disciple.

The disciple raised his sword and poured spiritual power into it. A fire phoenix circled out of the sword and collided directly with the golden dragon.

This scene stunned the monks in the stands. Is this still the mid-term? Why does it look like a competition in the foundation building stage?

Dragon chants and phoenix chants, fortunately, the formation is quite large, but the power is slightly less, and it is blocked by the defensive formation.

"You forced me to use a trick."

After speaking, his magic weapon rose into the air.

"Wan Jian Shu, go."

Ten identical magic swords came towards Musk, and his intuition told Musk that it was very dangerous. There was nothing he could do, and he didn't care too much. He directly injected spiritual power into the stick to maximize its size, and then made it rotate. After all, this is the first time Musk has used this trick against an enemy, and he doesn't know if it will work.

And a miracle happened. The high-speed rotating stick of serving people with virtue was like a circle, and gradually turned into a Tai Chi pattern. A dragon and a phoenix flew out from the fish's eyes, circling each other, the phoenix chirped and the dragon roared, and they collided with the flying sword.

Seeing the situation, the elder of the Foundation Establishment Stage quickly moved the Fengyun Sect disciples away. Just two breaths later, a large piece of the granite floor in the area where he was standing was shattered by the impact.

Musk was also stunned by the scene in front of him. Damn it, is this so powerful?

He originally thought that the high-speed rotating stick would be used as a shield to block, but he did not expect that another skill of the stick would be triggered.

However, spiritual power is not consumed at an ordinary speed, it is very fast, like a flood.

In just a few breaths, the body's spiritual energy was completely drained. The stick flew back and turned into the size of a chopstick and fell into his hand. Now he didn't have the spiritual power to open the storage ring and drink the spiritual wine to replenish his spiritual power.

The elder immediately declared Musk the winner!

He raised his eyelids and looked at the hammer on the stand. This guy actually understood it. He quickly ran down and carried Musk out of the ring. In fact, it wasn't telepathy. The main reason was that Musk looked pale and looked weak and shaky as he stood there.

Immediately, a well-informed person jumped out and said: "This is a duel of the best magic weapons."

Musk was carried back to the small courtyard by the hammer and thrown directly into the practice room. There was a spirit gathering array here. After meditating cross-legged for about a stick of incense, his spiritual power was replenished.

The lively little rookie appeared again. Seeing that nothing was wrong with him, Iron Hammer took out the stick with virtue from his storage bag and threw it to Musk.

Good brother, don't say thank you, just keep it in your heart. If you are afraid of forgetting, just take a small notebook and write it down, and pay it back twice as much. Next time I have a chance, I’ll take on an apprentice and name him: Double.

He continued to go to the martial arts field to compete. When he arrived, the disciple of the sect who had just been defeated by him happened to come from the other side.

"Hmph! Don't be proud. If I hadn't been careless, I wouldn't have lost. Don't worry, Junior Brother Yuwen will get it back for me. After saying that, he walked down the steps and walked towards the crowd of sect disciples.

Musk, who was inexplicably insulted, could only sigh: Sure enough, you have to make sarcastic remarks where there are steps, so that everyone can get down.

After waiting for about half an hour, there were twenty-five people left to compete in the ring. Everyone knew at a glance that one person would get a bye.

Twenty-five people were matched into twelve pairs, with one person receiving a bye.

The twelve people who were eliminated continued to compete with the one who had a bye in the rematch, and eight people were determined from them and the previous twelve people made up twenty people to advance to the next round of semi-finals.

Seeing that it is already getting late today, there is no need to waste more time. The elders decided to temporarily change the rules. In the first round, twelve people will advance. In the second round, those who received a bye will be directly promoted to thirteen people. The six people who won the semi-finals will advance. There are only nineteen people, and there is still one person left to draw a lucky person from the six eliminated, and gather twenty people to participate in the next semi-finals.

Then the matching began. Musk didn’t know if his excessive exertion just now was favored by the goddess of luck, and he got a bye in the first round.

It was a rare moment of leisure, so I took out the dried meat from the ring on the stage and chewed it while watching these people fight to the death.

That Yu Wenming did have two brushes at a young age, and the sword was probably a top-quality magical weapon. In just ten rounds, he wounded a sect disciple of the same level and forced him to admit defeat.

The next round of rematch begins half an hour later, with thirteen people drawn.

Sorry, everyone, the illegitimate son of Lady Luck~ the rookie went directly to the semi-finals.

Many spectators called this guy a cheater!

hey-hey! There is nothing to see in the fight between defeated generals. The three fools just ran away, were not active in their work, and had brain problems.