Yunshui Sect's outer gate is a big competition, and the outer door is a grand event every three years.

At the same time, it is also a major test for the sect to select talents.

Of the 3,000 people who participated in the big competition this time, only 300 were able to enter the inner gate.

Only one out of ten.

And it's also one-tenth of the number of participants, and one out of ten is made from those outer disciples who have already been selected.

If you add in the hundreds of outer sect courtyards in the entire Yunshui Sect, and count those disciples of the other courtyards who are not even qualified to participate in the competition, the ratio is even lower to an unimaginably low level!

And in the midst of such a big comparison,

If you can stand out from the preliminary round, enter the top 10 of each group, and participate in the semi-finals, then it means that you have a ticket to enter the inner door!

However, in the end, the number of people who can enter the semi-finals is only 200.

Being able to reach the semi-finals means qualifying for the inner door.

As for the remaining 100 places,

It was divided by the resurrection competition in which those eliminated people participated later, as well as some talented talents from the outer sect who were assessed by the life departments such as the Alchemy Hall and the Refining Instrument Hall in the sect.

Now

Zhang Qingyuan, who broke through to the fourth round of the preliminary round, has already entered the threshold of the inner door with half a foot!

"God bless the Sanqing Buddha, but don't meet any Lingyuan Ninefold Monk!"

Before the draw,

Zhang Qingyuan, who was in the ring, whispered in his heart to call all the immortals in his previous life to come and bless him.

Although when he left Luoshui County that day, Zhang Qingyuan had killed the nine-fold monk of Lingyuan with a sword at the Broken Dragon Waterfall in Luoshui, but that example was just a few words of chance, and at the same time, he also took advantage of the unique power of heaven and earth in that place to swing that sword.

But it's simply impossible to replicate!

After observing in the past few days, Zhang Qingyuan already had a rough idea in his heart, even if he met the weakest monks in the early stage of the Spirit Yuan Ninefold,

Even if Zhang Qingyuan has all the strength in his hands, whether it is the sword drawing technique or the perfect Yunshui Thirteen Path Sword Style, he will probably only win or lose the enemy.

As for the unfathomable two Lingyuan Ninefold,

That's a 10% chance of winning.

With the drawing of the deacon referee, a monk in the same group came to the stage to fight, and the battle momentum was more than a few chips stronger than the previous three, and each had a victory or defeat!

Able to make it all the way here, though maybe once in a while lucky one or two.

But more of them are outer disciples with real talent and strength, and at this time, none of them will stop with a kick, and there are even several pairs of fellow disciples who are defeated in the big battle.

Zhang Qingyuan's heart was also a little apprehensive.

Until another pair of disciples decided the victory and defeat, the voice of the deacon referee sounded:

"Scene 7, No. 72 Zhang Qingyuan ......"

At this moment,

Zhang Qingyuan's heart was raised in his throat!

“...... Against No. 119 Yang Wenqian!"

As the deacon's referee's words fell, Zhang Qingyuan first breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, a trace of solemnity floated on his face.

Yang Wenqian is not any of the Lingyuan Nine Layers in the eleven groups.

But at the same time, as one of the few female cultivators in the same group, Zhang Qingyuan had already noticed the existence of the other party in the previous preliminary round.

The eightfold perfection of the Lingyuan Realm is two small levels higher than him.

Most importantly.

The other party's cultivation system is a bit out of line, at least Zhang Qingyuan has never fought against such an opponent.

She's a Fu cultivator!

A lot of thoughts flashed through his mind, Zhang Qingyuan didn't stay long, and flew on.

Yang Wenqian, who was on the opposite side, also jumped into the arena and confronted Zhang Qingyuan from afar.

This is a very heroic woman.

Although it is not a country and a city, but the small face is still attractive, the thin body is wearing a smart outer door costume, the arms and calves are already tight, the long hair behind the back is tied into a ponytail, and the eyes look heroic.

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two saluted each other.

The complexion is a little dignified.

"Seventh, begin!"

The deacon referee next to the ring fell with a bang.

Stand-time,

Bang!

Zhang Qingyuan moved, stepped on the ground, and the whole person turned into a series of welcomes flashing through the air, and the speed was almost beyond the limit of what the human eye could capture!

Cloud Smoke Step!

Zhang Qingyuan took the lead in attacking, ready to rely on his extremely fast body to catch the opponent off guard.

This is the most appropriate choice to deal with a ranged offensive monk like Fu Xiu, and only close to him can limit the power of the opponent's talisman!

Man is still in mid-air,

Zhang Qingyuan spread out his five fingers, clenched his fist with one hand, and the air in the surrounding area seemed to be pulled like flowing water, and the air was like a rushing river and sea, sweeping up the sky and torrent, with an irresistible power rushing towards Yang Wenqian's direction!

Collapse the mountain!

With the improvement of Zhang Qingyuan's strength, the power of this combination stunt has been reduced.

However, because it is as easy as a gesture and powerful, Zhang Qingyuan is still using this trick as his own standing means to this day.

The terrifying power swept through the void, as if it had broken through the air, and came with the power of a collapsing mountain!

"Humph!"

Yang Wenqian snorted, and seemed to have expected Zhang Qingyuan's choice.

By the time of the preliminary round, the monks in the same group had basically some idea of each other's competitors.

Zhang Qingyuan's previous battles, with Dacheng's Yunyan step method, were all remembered by Yang Wenqian.

On the occasion of Zhang Qingyuan and the range in front of him,

Yang Wenqian had already pinched a flickering faint light talisman in her hand as quickly as possible, and the spirit yuan in her body instantly activated it.

"Edict!"

In an instant, the formless and substantial qi machine vibrated from the talisman, stirring up the air, and the spirit yuan turned into a milky white light mask visible to the naked eye, covering Yang Wenqian inside!

Rumble!!!

Zhang Qingyuan's collapse of the mountain was unabated, and it bombarded the pale white light mask.

Immediately, the majestic power exploded, rolling up a torrent of shock visible to the naked eye in the flat ground, sweeping in all directions, and half of the ring seemed to be rolling up a storm!

however

The pale white light mask cast by the captive of some unknown rank still did not move, only the color of the light dimmed a little!

One blow is reactive,

At this time, Yang Wenqian, who was under the protection of the light mask, once again took out a few talismans at a very fast speed, pinched them with one hand, and Lingyuan instantly released the spell sealed in several talismans.

"Vine Technique!"

"Water Flushing!"

"Fire Technique!"

As the talisman in the opponent's hand turned into stars and dissipated, first of all, in this ring, cyan vines suddenly grew out of thin air, slapped the air, and almost smashed in the direction of Zhang Qingyuan!