Peerless Insect Deity

Ye Lin, as the person with the lowest cultivation level among the entire participating team, had just entered the competition and naturally became the focus of discussion among many viewers.

"There really is a junior fellow who is at the fourth level of Qi Refining in the team!"

"It seems that they are contestants from Spirit Beast Peak. What is Spirit Beast Peak doing! In this case, the chance of winning for the fifth-level Qi-training monks is extremely low. Let the fourth-level Qi-training monks go out to fight... What's the difference in giving points by following up? "

"It seems like this kid has some extraordinary background or means!"

"Is it possible that our Taixuan Sect's huge Spiritual Beast Peak can't produce any decent fifth-level Qi refining rookie talent?"

"Although Fairy Qingyao is beautiful and beautiful, I have to say that this Spirit Beast Peak is really not as good as every year. I remember that in the previous exchange competitions, the performance of Spirit Beast Peak disciples was also lackluster!"

Due to the strength of the crowd, even the monks in the Qi Refining Stage dared to loudly express their dissatisfaction with Spirit Beast Peak and Fairy Qingyao.

Although Ye Lin's top achievement in killing the demon cultivator was announced in the Treasure Pavilion, generally speaking, not many people had seen the announcement in the Treasure Pavilion, and there was no portrait of Ye Lin on the announcement.

In addition, many of the monks who came to watch the competition often practiced hard or were in seclusion and were not well informed. This also led to the fact that most of the monks in Taixuan Sect did not know this junior brother who was on the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Facing the doubts from the surrounding senior brothers and sisters, Ye Lin's expression remained as usual. Soon, the Taixuan Sect's participating teams arrived at the preparation area on the other side of the square.

The guardian of Taixuan Sect standing on the VIP table loudly said: "The time has come, the participating teams from both sides have begun to draw lots!"

Suddenly, an inner disciple came up holding a huge tray.

There are exquisite jade slips placed one after another on this tray. The jade slips are facing down and the back is facing up. Each jade slip is also engraved with a formation that shields perception. Except for the spiritual consciousness of the powerful pill-forming person, you can see it. Knowing the contents on the front of the jade slip, the monks under the pill formation have no way of knowing the contents until the jade slip is opened.

"Junior brothers and sisters, the ranking of the jade slips has been disrupted. Each of you randomly draws a jade slip to determine your opponent in the first round!"

When the tray with the jade slips was delivered to Ye Lin, only a small part was left. Ye Lin stepped forward and took away a jade slip from the corner, then opened it and saw that the jade slip had a message on it: "Mr. Xuan No. 15!”

Ye Lin looked towards the Taicangmen viewing area a hundred feet away. He couldn't help but be curious about who the person who drew "Taicang No. 15" was.

At this time, the Taixuan Sect Protector in the VIP seat shouted again: "The first round of drawing is over. The contestants who have drawn numbers one to ten from both sides are invited to go to the corresponding competition platform to enter the competition."

Ye Lin is No. 15, which means that he will compete with the Taicang Sect contestants on the No. 5 platform in the second batch. The first batch of competitions has nothing to do with him.

"I just want to take this opportunity to see the tricks of Tai Cang Clan disciples!"

Suddenly, Ye Lin was slightly stunned. His eyes were fixed on the No. 5 competition platform. Wang Changsheng, a fat young man with a fifth level of Qi cultivation, jumped up and landed lightly on the No. 5 platform.

At the same time, a young man with a body as strong as a bear carrying a giant sword fell down on the other side of stage 5. This man's cultivation level was also at the fifth level of Qi refining.

Song Lingtian walked to Ye Lin and said softly: "I am No. 27, what about you?"

"Fifteen, you are also a swordsman. What do you think of Brother Wang's opponent's strength?" Ye Lin asked.

Song Lingtian said with a slightly serious face: "It's not bad. I'm afraid Fatty Wang will have a fierce battle next, but he should be the one who wins in the end."

Ye Lin asked curiously: "Why are you so sure?"

Song Lingtian said: "This fat man is usually very timid and afraid of death. Since he decided to participate in this competition, he must have made a lot of preparations in advance. And when he was fully prepared, he faced the sixth or even seventh level of Qi training. All opponents are capable of fighting!"

Ye Lin has never gone on a mission with Wang Changsheng, so he doesn't know what Wang Changsheng's combat effectiveness is. However, Wang Changsheng is usually very smooth and meticulous in helping him do things. He has never made any mistakes. The entire Changsheng Association will be under his control. The management is very organized, which shows that he is an extremely careful and cautious person.

On stage No. 5, Wang Changsheng and the boy carrying the sword handed the jade slips in their hands to the inner disciple in charge of refereeing in the center of the competition platform. The referee disciple loudly said: "Verify that the jade slips are correct. Both sides of the competition please open the door for ten seconds." There is a distance of 10 feet and we salute each other!”

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng and the boy carrying the sword quickly retreated, then clasped their fists and saluted each other.

"I am Wang Changsheng, an inner disciple of Taixuan Sect!"

"I'm Li Zhuang, an inner disciple of Tai Cang Sect!"

After introducing their identities, the two said in unison: "Please enlighten me!"

when!

The referee disciple slammed the gong in his hand and announced loudly: "The game begins!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, a sneer appeared on the face of Li Zhuang, the young man carrying the sword. At the same time, he quickly drew out the giant sword on his back. This giant sword had no edge and shone with a faint earthy yellow light, giving people a heavy, heavy and heavy sword. The unshakable feeling is that it is a top-grade magic weapon!

Wang Changsheng turned into a nimble fat man with quick steps. In a flash, he was only five feet away from Li Zhuang. At the same time, he chanted the spell, thunder and lightning surged around his body, and then he slapped Li Zhuang with a fierce palm.

Boom!

An arc as thick as an arm was seen shooting towards Li Zhuang.

This is exactly the introductory spell Wang Changsheng learned at Lei Yun Peak, Palm Thunder!

Li Zhuang seemed to have been prepared. He immediately put the giant sword in his hand against his chest. With a "ding" sound, sparks flew everywhere, and a black electric shock mark was left on the blade of the earth-yellow giant sword, but the mark soon disappeared without a trace.

After resisting Wang Changsheng's attack, Li Zhuang's figure flashed, trying to distance himself from Wang Changsheng.

Facing a spell attack, the farther the distance, the longer he has to respond, and the greater the possibility of dodging, so Wang Changsheng stuck to it at the beginning.

Although the palm thunder is only a low-grade yellow spell, its power should not be underestimated. It is very suitable for fighting between Qi Refining cultivators. Wang Changsheng can use the palm thunder so quickly, which shows that he is very proficient in it.

On the fighting stage, Wang Changsheng didn't seem to want to miss the opportunity to suppress his opponent at the beginning. He followed closely and chased after him. His palms swung continuously, and arcs of electricity shot towards Li Zhuang one after another.

As long as his palm thunder hits once, Li Zhuang will definitely be injured, and the next battle will be much easier.

Li Zhuang did not dare to be careless. His figure flashed quickly on the fighting stage. Many arcs passed by him and turned into a ball of lightning and disappeared without a trace. At the same time, the giant sword in his hand flew continuously, constantly resisting the palm thunder bombardment of Wang Changsheng.

Suddenly, Ye Lin, who was watching the battle below the stage, changed his face slightly.

"The giant sword is absorbing the power of the palm thunder!"

As the giant sword resisted more and more palm thunders, the earth-yellow light on the giant sword became brighter and brighter. When the giant sword completely turned golden, Li Zhuang showed ecstasy!

"Little Fatty, thank you for consuming your mana to charge my mountain heavy sword!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Changsheng also showed ecstasy at the same time.

"Boy, what did you say, Fatty, I didn't hear it clearly!"