The entire sect is unlucky, the little junior sisters of Koi come ashore

When Rong Yi returned to the spirit world, she caught up and Leng Youzhi took her to the seat.

The entire square is divided into an inner and outer court. The inner court is almost filled with disciples of some well-connected sect families, while most of the people in the outer court bought tickets with spirit stones to watch the excitement.

The participating sects also arranged seats with the best views. The sudden appearance of Rong Yi and the two men did not attract the attention of many monks, except for themselves.

Chu Yunlan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the younger junior sister caught up. When the city lord who talked about the scene finished speaking, the competition was about to begin.

If you do not play, you will automatically forfeit. The result of this competition is related to the allocation of quotas in the five secret realms of the spirit world. It is also a fairly fair competition for resources.

Of course, there is also an alliance of casual cultivators in the spirit world, but it is too weak to participate in this competition.

This competition was jointly organized by various continents. Tianheng Sect was qualified to participate because it occupied the Hanzhou Mountains and was recognized by other forces a year ago as a second-rate sect.

At first glance, this scene was filled with huge crowds of people, comparable to the concerts of previous generations of singers.

Sitting on the stage, there were several monks in the Void Refining Stage. Except for the city lord, the others were elders from various sects and aristocratic families.

After Rong Yi greeted his senior brothers and sisters, his consciousness began to spread, and he saw Dugu Yining exactly at the seat of the Dugu family.

The other party seemed to feel something and looked in their direction. When he met Rong Yi's gaze, he snorted coldly.

The corners of Rong Yi's mouth curled up slightly. The rules of the competition are that as long as one party does not admit defeat, unless he collapses or falls off the ring within a certain period of time, the competition can continue.

Qi Wan tugged on Rong Yi's sleeves: "What the hell are you thinking of? This laugh makes me scared."

Rong Yi continued to smile meaningfully at her: "I've finished my surprise speech, haven't I?"

Qi Wan:......

"Debt collector, here you go."

Hua Luo handed Rong Yi a sword box. Rong Yi was looking forward to it, but he also knew that it was not suitable to open it in this scene. He opened it with his consciousness after entering the space.

When his spiritual consciousness saw the top-quality sword shining with blue light, Rong Yi couldn't hold back the curve of his mouth.

The dark blue holy sword exudes powerful sword energy that directly hits the heart.

"┗|｀O′|┛ Ouch~~, Qi Wan, I love you."

Rong Yi hugged her and kissed her on the face.

Qi Wan:......

Everyone:...

Qi Wan reached out his hand to wipe the saliva from his face in disgust.

"Okay, okay, just give me the best materials of yours, you don't have to love me so much."

"Love you, love you, love you to death."

Qi Wan couldn't help laughing, and moved his other face towards her: "Hey, give me a kiss here too."

Rong Yi stepped forward, took another sip, and then saw her rubbing it in disgust.

Rong Yi:......

"No, are you curious or disgusted?"

Qi Wan was happy: "Disgusted."

Rong Yi was about to make trouble with her when he heard the monk above making a loud announcement.

"The monks participating in this competition must enter the big ring in the center within two breaths when the gong starts ringing, otherwise they will be eliminated!"

"Boom!"

"This competition has officially begun."

Rong Yi almost pulled Qi Wan and teleported to the big arena in the middle.

"Fuck!"

Dongfang Xu saw that most of the seats around him were suddenly empty. He cursed and quickly moved onto the stage.

The organizer came so suddenly this time and eliminated one tenth of the monks.

When they reacted and teleported or used their body skills to go up, they were already stopped outside the competition venue by the formation.

"It's not fair, it's not fair to us Nascent Soul monks."

One of the monks blocking the way shouted, a middle-aged monk in the integration stage, with a referee sign hanging on his body, which was very conspicuous.

He stood up and said: "Contestants who did not enter the ring will be eliminated. If you have any objections, please go to the life and death ring!"

When the monk heard this, his face turned pale, and the people around him gave him a hand.

"Let's go. We were distracted. We can't blame the organizers."

The monk retreated unwillingly.

Rong Yi looked around and saw that everyone from his sect was participating. The corners of his mouth curled up.

"Congratulations to all of you for successfully participating in this competition. In the first competition, as long as you can persist in this arena for one day, you will be able to participate in the second competition tomorrow."

There are big discrepancies and differences in the designations for each competition. This year’s designation was almost beyond everyone’s expectations.

Everyone thought it would be the same big melee as before, but they didn't expect that under the hood of a formation, two powerful men in the Void Refining Stage suddenly appeared, and powerful pressure came towards them.

Under this powerful pressure, a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage was immediately pressed to the ground and vomited blood.

"This, this is not fair..."

The monk said this unwillingly, and the referee from the organizer above spoke again.

"There is never any fairness in the world of immortality. If you fight against an opponent who is stronger than you, he will be fair to you!"

Before the monk fainted, he admitted defeat and was ejected by the formation.

Rong Yi raised his eyebrows and formed a barrier around him to protect himself and Qi Wan. He glanced at his senior brothers and the others with his spiritual consciousness. They divided the work and cooperated to support it. It would be no problem to hold on for a whole day.

Like them, there were other monks from other sects who were fine, but on the contrary, they were disciples from aristocratic families, who were sparse and focused on their own affairs, and some of them were because they were scattered.

Qi Wan, a foodie, leisurely took out a roasted chicken drumstick and ate it happily.

The fragrance permeated the entire arena, and countless daggers were shot around in an instant, but Qi Wan was minding his own business and ignored them at all.

Rong Yi:......

"No, are you really okay with this?"

Qi Wan said indifferently: "I'm hungry. I'll be able to bear it when I'm full. Do you want to eat?"

Um, this is obviously greedy!

She wanted to say not to eat, but the glares around her were so intense that she couldn't help but change her mind.

I saw her sly smile: "Eat."

So, Qi Wan handed one to her, and Rong Yi had a free hand, holding the barrier with one hand, and started eating happily.

Everyone:...

No, why are these two like this!

They were holding on to the barrier so hard that they were still free and in the mood to eat. This was in a competition venue!

Chu Yunlan and others:...

If I had known earlier, I would have come closer and eaten a chicken leg.

So the two of them finished eating the chicken legs, and then gnawed the spiritual fruit. After finishing the spiritual fruit, they cracked the melon seeds again.

I simply sat down in the back and used the Psychic Immortal Token.

This wave of operations made the two Void Refining Stage monks who were casting the spell helpless. They looked at each other and switched to the output of spiritual energy.

The attacking blade turned into spiritual energy headed towards the monk trapped in the formation.

As a result, there were a few pops of pops, several barriers shattered, and screams and mourning sounded.

Rong Yi raised his eyebrows, and the barrier he held up was fluctuating. He quickly made another gesture, and the barrier was stable again.

"Dad, she is Rong Yi."

Sikong Shaoqing looked at it with bright eyes and whispered to his father in front of him.

The city lord was a man who looked to be in his early thirties. He nodded: "He is indeed special. People like this are not to be offended if they move around a lot. Do you know that?"

"Dad, I know that Miss Rong has a free and sincere temperament, which is different from other female cultivators."

It was the first time that Sikong Chen saw his proud son commenting on a female cultivator like this, and he couldn't help but become more curious about Rong Yi.

However, there are probably few people in the spiritual world today who are not curious.

Looking at the two powerful masters in the Void Refining Stage, as well as the other disciples competing on the field, most eyes were focused on her.

Rong Yi naturally knew that, so she and Qi Wan let go of eating. Didn't they like to watch?

I'm so hungry for you!

Anyway, there is no rule against eating during the competition!