"In Xia Su Ping'an, don't hide from your friends, I only arrived at Shaoguang Island half a month ago!" Su Ping'an replied.

"Hehehe, I really admire it in the next place! With Daoyou's current cultivation, he dares to go out alone. Daoyou is really bold! In contrast, it is not possible to do it in Xia, since he was born on Shaking Light Island, he has never left Shaking Light Island for a single step. The young man in green said with some envy in his words.

Hearing this, Su Ping'an chuckled and did not continue to speak.

Then, Su Ping'an followed the green-clothed young man all the way straight and came to a rather luxuriously decorated rotunda, where there were more than forty monks with different expressions, some sitting, some standing.

"Looks like everyone is here. Then let's start the draw of lots right away! The winner of the first battle will be decided, and the participants in the competition will only be allowed to injure people and not kill people, otherwise the quota will be cancelled. Seeing Su Ping'an's arrival, an old man who looked like a fairy was sitting across the crowd, and immediately spoke.

The room full of monks in the foundation building period, as long as he is a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, it seems that he must be the monk in charge of this competition.

As soon as the green-clothed young man entered the rotunda, he hurriedly walked behind the old man of the Jindan period and stood with his hands in his hands.

The old man in the Jindan period ignored the green-clothed young man, but took out a white bamboo tube with more than thirty bamboo sticks inside.

"Well, those who want to participate in this fighting competition will draw a bamboo stick, and two people with the same number will first compete with each other, and the winner will be eligible to challenge the representatives of the original fourteen merchants. ”

Hearing the words of the old man in the Jindan period, most of the forty people couldn't help but turn their eyes to the bamboo tube.

And the bamboo tube suddenly emitted a layer of pale cyan light, covering the bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube. The divine consciousness of the other monks was automatically rejected to the pale cyan light, and some of the monks were also affected by some influences, and their bodies couldn't help but shake a few times.

The other monks who didn't use their divine sense to detect the bamboo tube couldn't help but show a little schadenfreude.

These monks are the cultivators who will be challenged in this fighting competition. Of course, I hope that Su Ping'an and other challengers will suffer as much loss as possible.

With Su Ping'an's cultivation, there was naturally no problem in forcibly breaking this pale cyan light, but he would not be so stupid as to do such an eye-catching behavior.

So under looking at each other, Su Ping'an and other monks took turns to go up and draw bamboo sticks one by one.

Su Ping'an casually pulled out a bamboo stick, he turned over and took a look, there were two big words written on it: No. 9.

Well, not bad numbers.

After drawing lots, I heard the old man of the Jindan period shouting coldly: "No. 1." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, two monks with the same bamboo sticks in their hands walked out of the crowd.

"The two of you go to the platform over there to compete in the fighting method, and that platform has a formation, so you are not afraid of the destruction of the fighting competition. As long as you can get each other's bamboo sticks and give them to me, you will win. I don't care what methods and means you use. But no matter what, you can't kill each other. This old man in the Jindan period preached categorically.

"Yes, senior!" the two monks saluted the old man of the Jindan period, and then walked towards the open-air platform behind the rotunda.

As soon as the two monks stepped onto the terrace, they saw a burst of white light on the terrace, and the two monks disappeared without a trace.

But after a moment of incense, the two monks reappeared on the terrace with some weariness.

One of the monks smiled and handed the two bamboo sticks in his hand to the old man of the Jindan period, while the other monk walked out of the rotunda in disappointment.

"No. 2," the old man in the Jindan period still shouted coldly.

......

Probably because the fighting methods of the monks in the foundation building period were relatively simple, the speed of the fighting method competition to determine the victory or defeat was very fast.

There were even two monks who had just stepped into the open platform with their front feet and their back feet coming out, and both the victors and losers had smiles on their faces and were extremely happy. This couldn't help but make Su Ping'an, who was on the side, feel a little strange when he saw it.

"Nine!"

One monk immediately stood up with the shouts of the old man in the Jindan period, but the other monk did not come out for a long time.

"No. 9" The old man in the Jindan period shouted again with a displeased face.

At this time, Su Ping'an walked out with an embarrassed face, hurriedly apologized, and said:

"I'm so sorry. I just lost my mind and didn't hear it!"

The old man of the Jindan period didn't want to pay attention to what Su Ping'an said at all, but with an impatient wave of his hand, Su Ping'an and another monk hurriedly walked to the open-air platform.

After a flash of white light on the open-air platform, Su Ping'an and another monk all appeared in a white space, except for the open space about twenty zhang wide in the middle, surrounded by white mist.

"The cultivation of Daoist friends is a lot lower than that of Xia. I don't think there is any need to fight this fighting competition, Daoist friends, you can just admit defeat! lest you miss in the next moment in the competition and seriously injure Daoyou!" The middle-aged monk on the opposite side said to Su Ping'an with a proud face.

Su Ping'an looked at the self-proclaimed eightfold master of foundation building opposite, and couldn't help but chuckle when he saw that he hadn't even opened the aura shield like himself.

"What's so funny? I just have good intentions and don't want to hurt people!" The monk on the other side, seeing Su Ping'an's indifferent appearance, couldn't help but become angry, and put on the so-called master status more and more.

"It's nothing! I just found that this fighting competition seems to be a little easier than I imagined!" Su Ping'an chuckled casually.

"What? You, a seven-fold foundation building monk, dare to despise me like this!" The monk on the other side suddenly turned red, and as soon as he raised his hand, there was an extra spiritual weapon similar to a brush in his hand, but before he could sacrifice the spiritual weapon in his hand, Su Ping'an's Haoyang Sword had already rushed to a distance of an inch from the center of his eyebrows.

"I admit defeat!" the self-proclaimed monk shouted helplessly.

......

But at tea time, Su Ping'an and the monk who claimed to be a master all walked out of the open-air platform.

Seeing the two bamboo sticks in Su Ping'an's hand, the other monks in the rotunda were shocked.

The difference in cultivation between Su Ping'an and his opponent, they all saw it very clearly. But the final winner turned out to be Su Ping'an, which was too unexpected.

But not all the monks present showed signs of amazement. The old man of the Jindan period, who had always had a straight face, showed a very strange expression.

The old man of the Jindan period couldn't help but glance at Su Ping'an with great meaning, but he didn't say anything, but he seemed to know how Su Ping'an defeated his opponent.