Lan Xiao's heart was ruthless, and his hands pinched again and again as he ran, and in the blink of an eye, his already thin body shrank again visibly, almost becoming a state of skin wrapped in bones. But at the same time, Lan Xiao's speed increased rapidly, and he quickly chased the figure in front of him.

Seeing that he was about to surpass the figure in front of him, Lan Xiao couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, although he used the secret method to consume a lot of qi and blood, as long as he successfully entered the top forty, it was all worth it.

It's just that just when Lan Xiao approached the figure in front of him, seeing that he could touch the other party's shirt with his hand, the figure suddenly accelerated, and the distance between him and Lan Xiao was widened in a moment.

Lan Xiao roared in his heart, his eyes were bloodshot, this result was something he didn't expect, he once again frantically burned the qi and blood in his body, chasing after the figure in front of him.

However, no matter how much he chased after him, he could never overcome the short distance between him and the figure. In just a few dozen breaths, the figure rushed into the great array first, becoming the fortieth mid-stage foundation building monk to arrive.

Seeing this scene, Lan Xiao only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fell, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed into the big array, secretly lucking himself in his heart, hoping that he had miscalculated before, maybe he was the fortieth mid-stage foundation building monk who had arrived.

It was just the next moment that Duan Yanbin's faint words shattered his illusion, "You are the forty-first mid-stage foundation building monk who has reached the end of the line, it's a pity." If you don't forge the Golden Pill after a hundred years, then fight for the next place in the Illusory Flame Realm. ”

Lan Xiao's face was ugly, and his heart was dripping blood, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful to Duan Yanbin, so he had to respectfully hug his fists, but a pair of eyes were staring at the back of the mid-foundation building monk who was walking towards the circular giant cave.

When the mid-foundation building monk was about to enter the circular giant cave, he stopped and turned back to Lan Xiao and smiled.

"You ......" When Lan Xiao saw this person's face, the whole person was speechless as if he had been struck by lightning, and the mid-foundation building monk had already turned around and stepped into the circular giant cave and disappeared on the other side of the cave entrance

Lan Xiao couldn't have imagined, or even wanted to believe that the monk who surpassed himself and took away his promotion quota would actually be Qiao Yun, who had gone to the Broken Mountain Range with him.

At that time, Qiao Yun was still a minor cultivator in the early stage of the first layer of foundation building, Lan Xiao didn't take it seriously at all, how could he have thought that a year and a half later, he would actually reach the height of the early stage of the sixth layer of foundation building, which was not far from himself, and even far surpassed himself in speed.

Then Lan Xiao thought of Yi Mu, who was in first place, and he didn't feel good in his heart, and he already hated the two of them for a while, especially Qiao Yun, who took away his promotion place.

"Brother Qiao, here!"

As soon as Qiao Yun came to the ring, he saw Shen Xinhan waving to him, so he smiled slightly and came to Shen Xinhan and Mu Jingrong's side.

"Brother Qiao, I knew you would be fine. Shen Xinhan waited for Qiao Yun to come close and said.

"It's just a fluke. Qiao Yun smiled and didn't say anything more.

At this moment, in the ring at the top of Xiping Peak, hundreds of monks have gathered, including 100 monks in the late stage of foundation building, 40 monks in the middle stage of foundation building, and 9 monks in the early stage of foundation building. Only the last foundation building monk was missing, and all the monks who could participate in the next stage of the competition were gathered.

Soon, another figure came out of the giant circular cave, and everyone's eyes converged, only to see a delicate female monk with a slightly freckled face walking out slowly. And when the female monk found so many eyes staring at her, she was a little overwhelmed, hurriedly lowered her head, and quickly walked to stand near the nine early foundation building monks, but her eyes secretly glanced at the team of middle foundation building monks not far away.

After this female monk joined the team, Duan Yanbin and the twelve Jindan elders slowly walked out of the circular giant cave, and then the circular giant hole gradually shrank and became invisible. As for the remaining foundation building period monks who have not been promoted, they have been teleported to the bottom of Xiping Peak, and they can only continue to pay attention to the follow-up trends of the selection competition through the display formation, just like many Qi cultivation period monks.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate all of you on your success in the first stage of the competition. Duan Yanbin came to mid-air again and glanced at the one hundred and fifty foundation building stage disciples below, "Next, I will announce the rules for the second stage of the selection competition. ”

With Duan Yanbin's introduction, Qiao Yun gradually understood the specific rules of the second stage. One hundred monks in the late stage of foundation building were divided into fifty groups of two-by-two battles by lot, and then the fifty victorious monks and the defeated fifty monks were drawn to each other for a two-by-two competition, and the twenty-five monks who won two consecutive games won the promotion place, and the monks who lost two games in a row were directly eliminated, and the remaining fifty monks drew lots again to fight against each other, and the winning twenty-five monks will be divided into five groups, and each group competed for a promotion place in the form of a point competition.

The competition of monks in the middle stage of foundation building is also in the same form, ten people who win two games in a row directly advance, and then twenty monks who win one win and one loss draw lots to face each other, and the winning ten people are divided into two groups to compete for the last two promotion places in the points competition.

Only the competition of the monks in the early stage of foundation building is slightly different, and in the second round of the competition, there will be a bye link, and the two monks with a bye and the four monks who win and lose one game will compete for the last promotion spot.

The rules of this competition seem cumbersome, but in fact they are not complicated, when Duan Yanbin finished his introduction, all the monks did not have any objections, after all, this rule is still very fair, and only if they lose two games in a row will they be eliminated, so there is basically no situation where they are eliminated because of the strong encounter.

Seeing that all the monks had understood the rules of the competition, Duan Yanbin nodded and said, "The monks in the late stage of foundation building are now coming to me to draw numbers, and the monks in the middle and early stages of foundation building will retire from the ring first and watch the game." ”

Duan Yanbin said that, landed in the center of the ring, and took out a cloth bag from the storage ring. This cloth bag is bulging with a lot of stuff, but the outside of it is isolated from the penetration of the divine sense, and it is impossible to see what is going on inside.

Yuwen Haocang was the first to step forward, reached out and took out a cyan bead from the cloth bag, only to see the number "seventeen" engraved on it.

"Yuwen Haocang, No. 17. Duan Yanbin's voice sounded at the right time, and Yuwen Haocang took the cyan bead with an indifferent face, turned around and got out of the ring.

Zhong Nanxuan and Jing Yao came to Duan Yanbin's side almost at the same time, both of them glared at each other, and then they reached out and took out the cyan beads from the cloth bag. I saw that Zhong Nanxuan was the seventh, and Jing Yao was the thirty-ninth.

Subsequently, many monks in the late stage of foundation building stepped forward to receive the cyan beads, each of them obtained their own numbers, and most of them already knew who their opponent was.

"Senior Brother Qiao!"

Qiao Yun had just gotten out of the ring when he was stopped from behind, Qiao Yun didn't need to look back to know who was calling him, so he quickly turned around with a smile on his face, "Senior Sister Ren Xiang, congratulations on your successful promotion!"

"Senior Brother Qiao, it's really you!" It was Ren Xiang who stopped Qiao Yun, at this moment she grabbed Qiao Yun, she still seemed to be a little unconvinced, and looked carefully left and right, and said excitedly: "Great, Senior Brother Qiao, you are not dead, it's really good!"

In the end, there was a trace of choked in Ren Xiang's voice, after being rescued by Qiao Yun from the silverback tiger bee colony, Ren Xiang stayed in the Wuxuan Mountain Range for three months, trying to find Qiao Yun's traces, but found nothing. In the end, Ren Xiang only thought that Qiao Yun was dead, and carved a tombstone for Qiao Yun in grief, so he left the Wuxuan Mountain Range with several of his fellow disciples.

After returning to the sect, Ren Xiang exchanged all the materials he had harvested for spirit stones, retreated and practiced painstakingly, and turned all his grief into endless practice. For more than a year, Ren Xiang cultivated all the way from the early stage of foundation building to the realm of the third-layer Great Perfection of foundation building, and then he signed up for this selection competition, wanting to try to win the quota to enter the realm of phantom flames.

Now that he saw Qiao Yun again, knowing that Qiao Yun was not dead, how could Ren Xiang not be excited, but in addition to being excited, Ren Xiang found that he had been holding Qiao Yun's arm, Ren Xiang's little face couldn't help but turn red, and he quickly let go of the hand holding Qiao Yun.

Qiao Yun touched his nose, he was also slightly embarrassed, but he was moved by Ren Xiang's true feelings.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I couldn't contact you in time because of some reasons. Qiao Yun was the first to break the silence, and then asked, "By the way, it turns out that Senior Sister, you are so fast, I didn't even know it before." ”

Ren Xiang listened to Qiao Yun's words and stuck out his tongue, "It's not because I was chased by the silverback tiger head bee swarm in the Wuxuan Mountain Range that left me a shadow, so after returning to the sect, I worked the speed, and I also found a few footwork in Fang City, but I didn't expect it to be used in this competition." ”

Qiao Yun nodded after hearing this, but what Qiao Yun didn't know was that the reason why Ren Xiang increased her speed so much was because she always harbored guilt for Qiao Yun in her heart, and she always blamed herself for not having enough escape speed, which dragged Qiao Yun down.

While Qiao Yun and Ren Xiang were talking, all the monks in the late stage of foundation building had already drawn lots, and the two monks with the number "one" had already entered the ring one after another, and soon they were fighting in one place.

These two monks are both in the late stage of the foundation building of the Great Perfection cultivation, one with a knife, the other with an axe, the two magic weapons collided one after another, the sword light and axe shadow in the ring wantonly, the momentum is amazing, in addition, the two also frequently cast spells, fireballs, electric light in the ring continue to burst out, shaking the protective light curtain on the ring from time to time.

After a stick of incense, the monk who used the knife was finally defeated, and the long knife was shocked by the giant axe, and the defeat was cried, so that the monk with the axe won the first competition.