Luo Shanling looked down, "It's actually number two." ”

What else can I say about this, dragging Qingshan with one hand and putting eighty percent of the spiritual power of my body on my feet.

Still in the middle of the sixth layer of Qi cultivation, Qing Shan clearly felt that there was a condensed spiritual power dragging him forward, so much so that he had to pour all his cultivation above his feet before he stumbled to keep up.

And Luo Shanling had to ask where the Qingshan New Disciple Contest was while walking fast, where was the Earth and Heavenly Desolate Peak?

When the two of them arrived at Tianhuang Peak, when they found the ring where she was competing, they were just in time for the invigilator to call Wang Ce's name for the third time.

Luo Shanling hurriedly shouted, "Here." Then he jumped into the ring.

I saw a young man wearing an azure robe standing in the ring, with distinct facial features, and a knife-like cold face that gave people the feeling that he was not so easy to get along with, only to see that the young man bowed his hand to Luo Shan Lingwei, "Tianyan Peak Zhao Ziyi." ”

Luo Shanling also arched his hand at the young man, "Capture the peak Wang Ce." ”

After exchanging names, the two looked at the invigilator together, only to see that the invigilator blew three whistles to give the two three seconds to prepare, and then jumped out of the ring.

Luo Shanling didn't know what spiritual root this Zhao Ziyi used and what exercises, so when the invigilator jumped out of the ring, she still stood there and didn't move, and she also used this little free space to replenish the spirit yuan she had just consumed.

Zhao Ziyi didn't move, and it wasn't until Luo Shanling finished replenishing the spirit yuan that he looked at Luo Shanling expressionlessly, "Can you start?"

Roseanne nodded and made a gesture of please.

Zhao Ziyi stopped talking, and then Luo Shanling felt an afterimage hit her face, the speed was so fast that it was smashing, if it was placed two days ago, Luo Shanling would definitely be beaten firmly, but now Luo Shanling's head was slightly offset to avoid this fierce fist wind, and at the same time, with a slight turn of his toes, he went around behind Zhao Ziyi, and used the fire spirit power to his palms, and then slapped Zhao Ziyi's back heart like electricity.

But she could slap that Zhao Ziyi again, but unexpectedly, Zhao Ziyi floated away from her fire palm with a teleportation technique.

After a small test round, neither of the two took advantage, but Luo Shanling exposed her qualifications for a fire attribute spiritual root, but Luo Shanling still didn't know what kind of spiritual root Zhao Ziyi was, which was the disadvantage of not collecting intelligence to understand the opponent before the competition.

Luo Shanling couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and then a yin and yang fire shot at Zhao Ziyi's scarf like a small fire snake, and then, only to hear the sound of brushing the ground, Zhao Ziyi opened a fire feather fan painted with an ink phoenix in front of him, trying to let the ink phoenix in the folding fan devour the yin and yang fire, but the accustomed sound of the phoenix did not come, but the feet were hot, and when he looked down, he saw that the fire snake did not know when it changed direction and swept towards his two trouser legs in two.

Zhao Ziyi frowned slightly, and his heart was treacherous.

Immediately, she no longer politely fanned Luo Shanling with two feather fans, only to see two Sanyang true fires instantly wrap Luo Shanling, and the scorching high temperature of Sanyang True Fire's Luo Shanling face baked, she first circled her arms around herself and cast a circle of her own Yin Yang Lihuo to fight against the Sanyang True Fire, but her eyes were staring intently at Zhao Ziyi, who was constantly waving the fire feather fan towards her side in the distance, only to see that Zhao Ziyi was fast and slow twice, and her Yin and Yang separated from the fire and expelled the Sanyang True Fire by one point.

Then the fire feather fan in Zhao Ziyi's hand became faster again, and then her yin and yang away from the fire was approached by his Sanyang True Fire to her side, so it would definitely be disadvantageous for her to go on for a long time, because Zhao Ziyi's driving ground is a magic weapon, and she relies on her own spirit yuan, once her spirit yuan is exhausted, then Zhao Ziyi can drag her to death, this time the newcomer disciple competition she must take the first, there is no way back.

Just when Zhao Ziyi's rhythm turned to two beats slower, Luo Shanling withdrew the fire spirit yuan with lightning speed, and replaced it with the earth-destroying earth spirit yuan and rushed out of the encirclement of the three yang true fire land in one fell swoop, and then a tuntu technique besieged the turtle in the urn of Zhao Ziyi, so that the fire feather fan of Zhao Ziyi could not exert any more power.

Zhao Ziyi tried his best to use the miniature technique to make himself thinner and longer, and at the same time gathered all the fire spirit elements into his mouth, and a volcanic eruption burned Luo Shan's arms towards the ground.

The fire was so fierce and fast that Luo Shanling had to control the fire spirit yuan to fight against it again, and for a while, the two of them were quite opponents, and no one could help anyone's position.

After a while, the two fought hundreds of back and forth, watching more than a dozen rings start with the two of them, so fast that the third round was decided, and they were still fighting with each other.

Zhao Ziyi looked at the more and more people under the ring, and felt that it had been a long time to deal with Wang Ce, who was known as the most wasted firewood spiritual root, and if he couldn't knock him out of the ring with one blow, then he would lose the adult this time.

Looking at the people below who were pointing at them, Zhao Ziyi untied the dragon chanting soft sword wrapped around his waist, and with a wave of fire, he rushed through the Yin and Yang of Luo Shan's spiritual land and stabbed it in the abdomen of Luo Shan's spiritual land.

At this time, Luo Shanling was standing on the edge of the ring, so Luo Shanling only had two choices, either to be forced to step down, or to be stabbed by him with this sword, this is the first duel, ordinary people will not let themselves be injured, even when they meet a strong opponent, many people will choose to temporarily admit defeat, because there is no shame in losing to the strong, if you temporarily lose to a strong person, use the remaining strength to deal with others with all your strength, it is better than the injury of losing both with the strong, after all, this is just a competition between the disciples of the sect and not a duel of life and death, as long as you can ensure that you enter the top fifty of the sect, what does it matter if you succeed or fail for a while？

This is what most people think, and many people are already planning to leave when they see this scene, because the outcome is decided, and the next step is just to see the little man being forced off the stage.

But in this instant, the little man in people's eyes not only did not jump off the stage, but rushed up at the soft sword, and then heard a snort, the soft sword pierced into the flat chest of the little man, but the little man did not have the slightest intention of retreating, and even frowned against the sword, and then listened to the slam of the palm, and then saw that the big man was directly slapped out like a leaf in the wind, although the big man changed his posture in time in the air, but he was too far away from the ring, even if he could step on the head to go back, this game was also lost, unless it was particularly shameless to lie and say that as long as his feet did not touch the ground, he would not lose。

And Zhao Ziyi happens to be a person with a very good face, so he doesn't want to do that kind of shameless scoundrel behavior and doesn't bother to do it.

Naturally, the ending was that he fell from the air flutteringly, and after landing, everyone who was originally surrounded by water consciously let go of a leg for him, only to see him calmly walk under the ring and stretch out a hand upward.