After that, the competitions were carried out one after another, and all kinds of magic weapons and spells were overwhelming, which opened Qiao Yun's eyes, and at the same time gained a lot of insights from other people's fights.

When the game reached the seventh game, Zhong Nanxuan fell on the ring, her face was like cold frost, as if she did not have any emotional fluctuations, and looked coldly at another young man who came to the stage later in the later stage of the Great Perfection.

"Senior Sister Nanxuan is invited, junior brother Peng Jin, and I also ask senior sister to teach. The young man who came to the stage after he clenched his fists and said, and Zhong Nanxuan just nodded lightly, and then shook the silver soft sword in his hand and went straight to Peng Jin.

Peng Jin didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly sacrificed the magic weapon, and fought with Zhong Nanxuan in one place. However, after only a dozen rounds, Peng Jin showed his defeat under Zhong Nanxuan's unpredictable silver soft sword, and finally conceded defeat.

Qiao Yun was a little surprised when he heard the cheers of the disciples in the audience, because there was not so much applause in the previous competition. After a secret look, Qiao Yun found that most of them were male disciples, and in their eyes, Qiao Yun saw not only the admiration of force, but also the admiration for Zhong Nanxuan.

After understanding all this, Qiao Yun couldn't help but look at Zhong Nanxuan twice, she was indeed delicate and graceful, but her cold expression made Qiao Yun not have any good feelings.

After Zhong Nanxuan stepped out of the ring, the eighth match began. With the progress of the competitions, many foundation building disciples who were unknown on weekdays gradually emerged, attracting the attention of many Jindan elders on the Guanwu platform, and were remembered by many Qi cultivation disciples under Xiping Peak.

When the competition reached the seventeenth game, Yuwen Haocang had just come to the stage, and another mid-stage monk of the ninth layer of the foundation who was dueling against him actually admitted defeat directly, and he didn't even go to the ring.

For a while, there was an uproar in the ring, and the pot exploded under Xiping Peak, and dozens of Qi cultivators who had been in love with Yuwen Haocang for a long time were full of admiration, and shouted Yuwen Haocang's name loudly.

Yuwen Haocang didn't seem surprised by all this, and flew out of the ring in a blink of an eye, leaving everyone with a fluttering back.

Soon, under the auspices of Duan Yanbin, the competition continued to be carried out in an orderly manner. After most of the day, the competition of all the monks in the late stage of foundation building was over, and Yuwen Haocang, Zhong Nanxuan, and Jing Yao were all easily qualified to go to the realm of phantom flames.

In addition, among these thirty-five people, there were actually two people that Qiao Yun knew, who were the big man and another white pure young man that Qiao Yun met when he entered the main peak to ask about the Yan brothers and sisters. At this time, both of them had reached the mid-stage cultivation of the ninth layer of foundation building, but they were still at the bottom of the thirty-five people, and they won the place only after narrowly winning the final points competition.

"Next, we will conduct a competition of monks in the middle stage of foundation building, and ask forty disciples to come forward and draw lots. After Duan Yanbin announced the list of thirty-five late-stage foundation building cultivators who had obtained the qualifications to enter the Illusory Flame Realm, he took out a cloth bag again.

Several mid-foundation building monks took the lead in drawing lots, and Qiao Yun, Shen Xinhan and Mu Jingrong also took a cyan bead each. I saw that Qiao Yun's bead had the number "nine" written on it, while Shen Xinhan on the side was "five" and Mu Jingrong was "thirteen".

Knowing that he didn't run into the two of them, Qiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, so that no matter who the opponent was, Qiao Yun would not have any psychological pressure, and he just had to face it with all his might.

Soon, as a famous monk came to the stage to draw lots and Duan Yanbin's report, Qiao Yun quickly knew his opponent, and the mid-stage foundation building monk who had just drawn another "nine" also looked at Qiao Yun.

This person is a seven-foot-tall man, his skin is rough, his hair is curly, his body is erect like an iron tower, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of the sixth layer of foundation building.

When he saw that Qiao Yun only had the initial cultivation of the sixth layer of foundation building, the big man grinned, revealing a mouthful of pale yellow teeth, and he quickly remembered that Qiao Yun was the last mid-stage foundation building monk to reach the ring, and he felt that he had a chance of winning in his heart, and strode out of the ring.

Qiao Yun saw that this big man was only a late cultivation of the sixth layer of foundation building, and he also felt a little more relaxed in his heart, because among all the forty monks who had been promoted, the sixth layer of foundation building accounted for more than half. But Qiao Yun didn't have any intention of underestimating the enemy, after all, the monks who could enter the top forty in the first stage would definitely not be too weak.

"The monk with the serial number one competed last time!"

After everyone drew lots, Duan Yanbin immediately announced the start of the competition, and at the same time, the two monks landed in the ring one after another, one left and one right.

The person at the head on the left was actually the first Yi Mu to advance, but he didn't expect that he also drew the number one by lot, and opposite him was a thin young man, whose cultivation was also the foundation of the sixth-layer Great Perfection.

The thin young man already knew that his opponent was Yi Mu, and as soon as he came to the stage at this moment, he didn't spare his hand, brandished the high-grade magic weapon to open the mountain, and went straight to Yi Mu, shouting in his mouth: "What kind of ability is it to win with a magic weapon! Hehe, this time let you see what the real strength is!"

There are many people in the audience who know this thin young man, and they all know that with his strength, even if he is not in the top three among the forty people, he is definitely in the top five, and they are all happy to watch Yi Mu suffer at this moment, after all, Yi Mu won with magic weapons in the first stage of the competition, and he was still despised by many monks.

In the face of the thin young man who was quickly bullied, Yi Mu was still expressionless, and when his feet were on the ground, his whole body swung back lightly, and at the same time, a pair of black gold claws were sacrificed by him and thrown at the thin young man one after another.

But seeing that this pair of black gold claws one after the other, one left and one right, from two directions, with a sharp breath, broke through the air and hit the thin young man, and behind the black gold claws, there was a long iron cable, and the other end of the iron cable was controlled by Yi Mu's hands.

What kind of magic weapon is this! The thin young man was shocked in his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it, and the true qi of his whole body was violently poured into the Kaishan Yue, and in an instant, the Kaishan Yue bloomed two inch-long blades, and under the shaking of the thin young man, he took off the Yue and went straight to the black gold claws that attacked left and right.

At this time, Yi Mu's hands waved, and thousands of wisps of true qi flowed out of Yi Mu's hands, winding around the iron cables, instantly changing the direction of Wujinzi's virtual claws, and the ten fingers and claws were even more murderous, grabbing at the thin young man.

The thin young man didn't expect that the transformation of the Ugin Void Claw was so flexible, and the Kaishan Yue in his hand once again slammed the blade into the Ugin Void Claw, and at the same time, his body quickly retreated.

It was only before the thin young man had to stop, because he found that at some point, he was surrounded by the iron ropes of the black gold claw.

Seeing that the black gold claw was about to be caught, the thin young man didn't have time to think about it, and Kaishan Yue smashed the black gold claw on one side with ten thousand powers, and at the same time sacrificed a high-grade defensive magic weapon to resist the attack of the other black gold claw.

"Boom!"

A black gold claw slammed into the thin young man's top-grade defensive magic weapon, and cracks appeared on this high-grade defensive magic weapon, and blood spilled from the corner of the thin young man's mouth.

"Boom!"

The other black gold void claw bypassed the thin young man's Kaishan Yue, and bombarded the defensive magic weapon again, in an instant, this defensive magic weapon fell apart, and the thin young man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his expression suddenly withered, and the Kaishan Yue in his right hand came out of his hand because of the previous hard blow, and hit the protective array outside the ring, making the light curtain of the protective array shake for a while.

"Throw in the towel. Seeing that the black gold claw was about to grab at him again, the thin young man spat out these two words from his mouth with difficulty.

The next moment, a pair of black gold claws were instantly recalled and put away by Yi Mu, and then Yi Mu turned around and stepped down, never saying a word from beginning to end.

From the thin young man admitting defeat to Yi Mu stepping out of the ring, the entire Xiping Peak was silent, and this result was greatly unexpected by everyone.

Immediately afterwards, Xiping Peak exploded up and down, and all kinds of discussions broke out.

"Oh my God, what kind of magic weapon did he use, he actually smashed Senior Brother Cha Bin's top-grade defensive magic weapon in two clicks!"

"Needless to say, it's definitely a top-notch magic weapon, and maybe even a pseudo-spirit weapon!"

"It's terrible, he defeated Senior Brother Zha Bin in just one round, how rebellious he is!"

"Hmph, it's not that he relied on the special magic weapon to catch Senior Brother Cha Bin off guard, if he really fights, he may not be able to win Senior Brother Cha Bin!"

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For a while, there were different opinions, but most of the monks understood that even if Yi Mu won the advantage of magic weapons, his own strength should not be underestimated, and this kind of soft weapon with iron ropes alone was definitely not something that ordinary monks could easily control.

Not only were the disciples shocked, but even the many Jindan monks on the stage also began to pay attention to Yi Mu, and even many of them had the intention of accepting Yi Mu as their inner disciple, and Yan Tian, who was sitting in the top position, also had a slight rise in the competition below for the first time, and glanced at Yi Mu lightly.

At this time, Qiao Yun under the ring was also shocked by Yi Mu's attack before, because when he was in the Broken Mountain Range, Yi Mu had never used the Dark Gold Void Claw, and except for when he escaped, he had never shown any extraordinary.

Qiao Yun took a deep breath, and was also very concerned about Yi Mu's Dark Gold Void Claw, because this was the first time Qiao Yun had seen such a magic weapon, and the degree of control flexibility of this Black Gold Void Claw was far from being comparable to ordinary magic weapons.

Soon, with the start of the second competition, everyone's discussion gradually weakened, but most of the disciples looked at Yi Mu with different eyes than before, from the original disdain to awe, and even with a hint of reverence.

This is undoubtedly the truest and the coldest iron law in the cultivation realm! Only the truly strong can be respected and recognized by others!