Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Zhou Yiqiao had already anticipated this, so he supported Shen Kuo and walked into a quiet room in the dock. Then he cast several restrictions to block out all sounds inside and outside.

"Senior brother, does it matter?"

As early as when Shen Kuo was attacked by the middle-aged man, Zhou Yiqiao could see that his senior brother was seriously injured, but due to the special occasion, he did not ask.

Shen Kuo covered his chest and coughed twice, calmed down for a moment, and shook his head.

"No problem."

Zhou Yiqiao didn't believe what Shen Kuo said, so he took out several pills from his storage bag and stuffed them into the other party's mouth.

"Senior brother, please take these healing pills first. Junior brother will protect you."

"Ah."

Shen Kuo nodded when he heard the words, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.

Shen Kuo was seriously injured, and this rapid movement of spiritual power put a huge load on his body. Even though Zhou Yiqiao had fed him the pill, he still felt bursts of collapse.

However, Shen Kuo is a golden elixir cultivator after all, and his energy recovery is countless times faster than that of a martial artist in the mortal world.

Within a few breaths, a blush appeared on his face.

"Thank you, junior brother."

Shen Kuo was looking into his eyes. There was still a trace of fatigue in his eyes, but his condition was much better than before.

"Brother, you're welcome."

Zhou Yiqiao smiled and waved his hand, and then said to Shen Kuo half sincerely and half jokingly.

"Master's request is for us to enter the top ten of the competition. Senior brother, please don't risk your life in the first round of the knockout round. Otherwise, junior brother's heart-guarding Gu will have to be left to you, senior brother!"

Hearing this, Shen Kuo couldn't help laughing.

"Junior brother, don't worry. Senior brother knows what's appropriate and will never make fun of the honor of Wan Gu Mountain or his own life."

Seeing Shen Kuo say this, Zhou Yiqiao felt relieved.

"Let's go, because I have wasted a lot of time, and the results of the competition between other sects should be almost there."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded in agreement. After the two left the quiet room, they quickly returned to the square.

At this time, dozens of disciples with relaxed expressions had already won the competition and were gathering in twos and threes to watch the duel that was still going on on the ring.

Shen Kuo glanced around at the winning disciples and said with a somewhat solemn expression.

"Among the contestants who advance to the second round, the 100 people added by Tuoba Sect Master will account for more than 60%."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded lightly when he heard this.

The current situation is indeed as Shen Kuo said.

The overall strength of these one hundred disciples recommended by Tuoba Sect Master is obviously much higher than those of Zhou Yiqiao who stood out from tens of thousands of disciples.

"Since these people are not weak, why does Tuoba Sect Leader bother to let them enter the knockout rounds directly?"

He was filled with doubts.

Shen Kuo sighed.

"The sect master may have his own intention in making this arrangement. Now that the master has not returned yet, and we two golden elixir disciples are indifferent, we should take care of ourselves."

Zhou Yiqiao silently nodded in agreement, and immediately stopped worrying about the matter, and focused all his energy on the remaining matches on the ring.

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After that, the first round of the knockout round lasted for another two hours, and finally the 100 players who advanced were selected.

Third Elder Wu Nanfeng took action again. After dividing everyone into groups one by one, he immediately started the second round of duel without any pause.

In this battle, Zhou Yiqiao faced a golden elixir disciple recommended by Tuoba Sect Leader.

This man was dressed in a short shirt, with muscles all over his body, full of explosive power.

"Zhou Yiqiao, your death has come!"

With a burst of low shouts, the man jumped onto the ring, holding a big ax with a cold light in his hand, pointing directly at Zhou Yiqiao.

His voice was like rolling thunder, shocking everyone!

The previous scene of the red-skinned man being killed instantly by these people was still vivid in his mind. Zhou Yiqiao did not dare to be too proud. Even in the face of this person's provocation, he did not rush to the ring rashly, but stood there and waited for the opponent to make a move.

The other party didn't seem to want to talk nonsense with him. Seeing that Zhou Yiqiao didn't move, he took the lead in attacking.

I saw him kicking the edge of the ring fiercely, using the force to fly into the air, and then rounded the ax in his hand and hit Zhou Yiqiao hard.

The giant ax spun out, accompanied by a loud shout from the strong man, and in the blink of an eye it expanded to three feet in size!

The buzzing sound of the giant ax cutting through the air suddenly resounded throughout the fields, as if it could tear the sky apart, and the power was terrifying!

Seeing the opponent's menacing approach, Zhou Yiqiao showed a stern look on his face, made a seal with his right hand, and a spiritual light emerged. The Shen Yuan Sword appeared in his hand for the first time in this sect competition!

The next moment, Zhou Yiqiao swung his right hand horizontally, and Shen Yuan's sword slashed at the falling giant ax with its sharp blade.

"boom!"

When Shen Yuan's sword hit the big axe, it made a harsh clang sound, and a strong shock wave rippled out, creating a wave of air.

As the smoke filled the air, Shen Yuan's sword broke through the air waves and continued to slash at the opponent's shoulder.

Seeing how powerful Shen Yuan's sword was, the strong man immediately suppressed his contempt and quickly retreated to avoid it.

Immediately afterwards, the man put his hands together, and a golden gauze fell on his shoulders.

The golden gauze shines with brilliant light, and the strong man is like a angry-eyed King Kong, with incomparable power.

"Dang! Dang, Dang, Dang!"

Shen Yuanjian's swords came one after another, but they were all blocked by the golden gauze, unable to do anything to the strong man.

"Zhou Yiqiao, accept your death!"

The strong man suddenly shouted loudly, and a vajra appeared in his hand, which he used as a hood towards Zhou Yiqiao's face.

The vajra was extremely fast and reached Zhou Yiqiao's side in an instant.

Zhou Yiqiao furrowed his brows, raised Shen Yuan's sword, and fired another sword light towards the strong man.

While the strong man was distracted, Zhou Yiqiao tapped the storage bag on his waist, summoned the fixed purple bamboo sword that he had not used for a long time, and blocked the opponent's powerful and heavy blow.

"boom!"

A muffled sound spread throughout the audience. The Vajra and the fixed purple bamboo sword burst out with a large number of sparks at the moment of confrontation. The air waves spread, making Zhou Yiqiao's clothes flutter and his hair dance wildly.

With the blessing of powerful spiritual consciousness, Zhou Yiqiao was able to multi-purpose with great ease. Although the sword at the other end was deadlocked, the Shen Yuan Sword at the other end had already reached the strong man's face.

He didn't dare to hold back at all. The moment the corrosive magical power was activated, the divine attack had already penetrated the strong man's sea of ​​consciousness.

The strong man felt an unbearable sting in his head, like being pricked by needles, his vision became blurry, and he lost the ability to move for a while.

Without the supply of spiritual power, the thin golden gauze on his body lost its luster in an instant.

Shen Yuan's sword struck down in the air, without any hindrance, and cut off the strong man's head, causing blood to splash everywhere!

The corpse fell, Zhou Yiqiao called out the soul-calling flag, the wind howled, and the cold air was overwhelming. A little ghost poked its head out of the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, pulled the strong man's escaped soul into the flag, and collected it inside the Ten Thousand Souls Flag. , becoming its nourishing nourishment.

In this way, after everything was safe, Zhou Yiqiao slowly let out a breath of turbidity.