The master who wears books is below

The reward for this competition in the arena is a bottle of top-grade Huiling Pill, and a chance to go to Guiyizong's Library Pavilion to select exercises. Top grade and rare immortal grade skills.

Of course, whether you can get the recognition of the Immortal Grade Kung Fu depends on whether you have this opportunity. Even so, the excitement on the stage is still visible to the naked eye.

With the distribution of rewards, the second round of the big competition came to an end, but seeing how the disciples are gearing up, it seems that they are still very confident about tomorrow's competition.

"Master"

I saw Liu Yihan walked up to Chu Ziqing, glanced at her, then grabbed Chu Ziqing's wrist, and sent a burst of spiritual energy to see that she was seriously injured.

"I'm fine"

Chu Ziqing comforted her. In fact, she was not seriously injured. It was just that her blood was churning at the beginning. After taking the elixir given by Chu Nanqiao, she had already calmed down.

"Um"

Seeing that his apprentice was fine, Liu Yihan felt relieved. In fact, Liu Yihan knew in his heart that it was just a minor injury, but he had to confirm it himself before he could rest assured.

After today's big competition, the two returned to Unfeeling Peak. Fortunately, there were no two light bulbs behind them today.

"mother"

At this time, a small pink figure appeared on a piece of white snow, and Xiao Wuyou trotted over all the way, stepping on the snow with a "creaking" sound.

Xiao Wuyou hugged Chu Ziqing, raised her head, and smiled sweetly, "Wuyou misses mother so much"

Bending down to pick up Xiao Wuyou, Chu Ziqing had a doting look on his face, "Why are you so clingy?"

Chu Ziqing hugged Xiao Wuyou, Liu Yihan followed beside him, and behind him was a Qiongqi, three people and one beast, which added a touch of warmth to the boundless snow.

Early in the morning, Chu Ziqing was woken up again by the clashing sound of pots and pans in the kitchen.

"mother"

As soon as he went out, Xiao Wuyou ran over and hugged Chu Ziqing.

"Why did you get up so early today?"

You must know that Xiao Wuyou usually only wakes up after smelling the smell, but today she woke up earlier than Chu Ziqing.

"Because I want to go with my mother"

"What about Xiaobai?"

"We can go together"

Seeing that Chu Ziqing was silent, Xiao Wuyou began to tug on her sleeves, and said coquettishly, "Is it okay, mother?"

"Okay, okay." Chu Ziqing looked helpless, but he couldn't hold back her, so he had to agree.

After the three of them had breakfast, they planned to head to the main hall.

Chu Ziqing naturally understood the reason why a big tree attracts the wind. She didn't want to cause too much trouble, so she made Xiao Wuyou into a dragon-shaped bracelet early on and put it on her hand.

When we arrived at the main hall, we went up to the high platform. There were still the same people on the platform as yesterday, but this time the difference was that Xiaobai yelled at the fox on Lu Zhiyao's lap as soon as he came on stage.

And the little fox looked lazy, wagging its tail, and buried its head in Lu Zhiyao's chest. Hearing the voice behind him, the fox turned his head, looked at Xiaobai, then widened his eyes, With an unbelievable look, I took a few more glances.

Xiaobai was still screaming there, and many people on the high platform turned their eyes over. Chu Ziqing was afraid that someone would see something and cause trouble, so he immediately said, "Xiaobai, come here"

Xiaobai kept turning on the spot, and when he heard Chu Ziqing's voice, he seemed unwilling and helpless to go back.

After putting Xiaobai in Liu Yihan's safekeeping, Chu Ziqing and Chu Nanqiao got off the high platform.

After a while, the elder who presided over the big competition began to stand on the ring and talk about the rules of this time.

At this time, the competition is for the top three out of fifteen people. The old rule is to draw lots to determine the opponent. Because there are fifteen people, one of them will have a bye. It depends on who has better luck.

The disciple brought up a wooden box again. Inside the wooden box were fifteen sticks, two for each number from one to seven, and one with a blank character carved on it.

null!Chu Ziqing had to lament his damn luck. Chu Nanqiao on the side saw it, and then looked at the No. [-] card in his hand, sincerely admired, "Cousin is really lucky."

Nodding his head, even Ziqing himself felt that maybe he still has the aura of the protagonist on him.

Chu Nanqiao, who appeared as number one, stepped onto the ring, followed by a female cultivator, holding a long piano in her hand, she seemed to be a music cultivator.

The female nun sat on the ground, put the piano on her lap, and began to play. The sound of the piano was melodious and pleasant, followed by a murderous intent, and the originally pleasant piano sound turned into ice arrows towards Chu Nanqiao in an instant. Then, the ring was covered with a layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Chu Nanqiao quickly raised his sword to resist, changing his body shape to avoid the countless ice arrows.

Looking at the posture of the female cultivator, it seems that she intends to make a quick decision, because this move requires the most spiritual energy, and at the same time, the damage is also the highest, and it can defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

But Chu Nanqiao is not someone who just sits and waits to be killed. I saw her pinch her left hand and set up a protective cover. The ice arrows began to dissipate the moment they approached the protective cover.

But Chu Nanqiao knew that the protective shield would not last long, so she raised her sword and moved towards the female nun's eyebrows.

I saw that the Frostbolt was getting faster and faster at a speed visible to the naked eye, and more and more Frostbolts were condensed, blocking in front of the female cultivator as if consciously.

But what's the use of that, Chu Nanqiao's sword stopped at the eyebrow of the female cultivator at the moment when the shield was broken.

The sound stops, the ice disappears.Chu Nanqiao won.

As soon as she stepped off the stage, Chu Nanqiao came to Chu Ziqing with a happy face, and said proudly, "I'm good."

"Great"

Lu Mingyang followed Chu Ziqing on the stage. The one who faced Lu Mingyang was a tall and muscular bodybuilder. Standing with Lu Mingyang, Lu Mingyang seemed very small.

Just standing there, the physical training gives people a strong sense of oppression. In fact, there are very few physical training in the cultivation world, because few people choose the road of physical training, which is difficult and painful, and hard to find. Taoist companion, so there are very few people who are willing to practice later.

Coincidentally, Chu Nan, Qiao Lu, and Mingyang met that rare body repairer.

The body repairer was tall, but he didn't look clumsy, on the contrary, he was very dexterous. Facing the body repairer's crazy attack, Lu Mingyang's swordsmanship was light, and he avoided it cleverly, choosing not to confront him head-on.

The two had been fighting on the stage for a while, and every time when the body repairer attacked, Lu Mingyang quickly hid to the other side, once or twice was fine, but he couldn't hold back ten or a hundred times, gradually the body repair Started to get a little exhausted.

"Do you have a way to control his body?"

"Can"

And Lu Mingyang took advantage of this time, after the physical training was exhausted, with the help of the system, he poured his spiritual power into his feet, and kicked the physical training off the ring.

And the body repairer was still wondering, obviously he could dodge just now, but why did he lose when his body was a little out of control? After thinking for a while, the body repairer began to comfort himself in his heart, "It's probably because his spiritual power is not good enough." "

After watching Lu Mingyang win, Chu Ziqing stopped watching the rest of the game, took Chu Nanqiao with him, and the two returned to the high stage.

As soon as he came back, Xiaobai kept circling Chu Ziqing, wanting to shout but dare not, wanting to speak but unable to speak, looking very anxious.

"Could it be that Xiaobai knows the Young Palace Master of this demon palace?" Chu Ziqing thought to himself, and then stroked Xiaobai's body soothingly.

The competition of fifteen to eight came to an end soon, and the winners were basically direct disciples. After all, no matter what spiritual roots or resources, direct disciples were much better than inner and outer disciples.

The disciple carrying the wooden box went up to the high platform again, and the eight winners began to draw lots one by one.

one!Chu Ziqing looked at the sign in his hand without any expression, and thought to himself, "I don't know who I will face next, could it be the male lead?"

It's just that even Chu Ziqing didn't know whether she wanted to match up or not.

Before she could figure it out, Chu Nanqiao came over and asked, "Cousin, what's your number?"

"Number One"

"I'm number four, it's great, I don't have to confront my cousin"

Chu Nanqiao was a little happy, and couldn't hide the excitement on his face.

Afterwards, when Chu Ziqing came up to the ring, she was curious about who she could face in the end.

But at this moment, a person was slowly coming up from the arena. He stepped on the ground step by step without haste.

Looking at Wen Yuan who came to the stage, Chu Ziqing frowned, and the alarm bells rang in his heart.

"Why is it that yesterday was the cultivation base of the peak of Jindan, but today I can't see through it?"

"Why is the cultivation speed so fast?"

"What kind of panacea did this take, or some secret method?"

Before Chu Ziqing could react, Wen Yuan raised his sword and went up. The sword technique was so vicious that it was killing someone.

At this time, the coercion from Wen Yuan made Chu Ziqing a little breathless, the breath was cold and full of killing intent.

Seeing that Chu Ziqing was a bit overwhelmed, and Wen Yuan's attack started to slow down at this time, he seemed to regard the competition as a game, and the sword energy struck Chu Ziqing's body one after another, causing wounds one after another. , dripping with blood.

There were no killers, but they didn't stop, but after a while, Chu Ziqing's body was covered with bloodstains one after another, which looked very frightening.

And Lu Yihan on the high platform couldn't bear it any longer. Just as she was about to get up, Wen Zhili next to her yelled "Xianzun" when she saw this. Liu Yihan also knew in her heart that this kind of point could not be disturbed so far, so she endured it She had the idea that she was going to stop it, and at the moment she held back, something happened that made her regret for the rest of her life.

Wen Yuan on the stage seemed to be tired of playing. He quickly drew his sword and pointed at Chu Ziqing. As for Chu Ziqing who was standing there, she suddenly felt that her body was out of control and unable to move. She saw it with her own eyes. Holding the sword, it passed through his heart.

"tick tock"

Blood fell drop by drop from the tip of the sword to the ground. At this time, the surroundings were strangely quiet, as if they didn't understand why the point-to-point competition would kill people, and it was Chu Ziqing, the only direct disciple of Liu Xianzun.

"Qinger"

Knowing that Liu Yihan's mournful voice sounded, everyone came back to their senses.

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