Liu Qihui was very satisfied that he had persuaded this lazy girl so quickly, he smiled and threw a somewhat worn map to Jinghong, "This is a map of the first to third floors of the secret realm, I hope you can use it." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Jinghong was worried about where to go to inquire about the information, and when he heard this, he hurriedly put the map into the storage bag hanging on his waist, "Thank you, Uncle Liu!"

Liu Qihui waved his hand, "There are still more than two months to go to the big competition in the door, you go back and prepare well!"

Jinghong respectfully agreed, and then turned around and walked out of Liu Qihui's cave.

On the second day of the first month of March, the Jiyun Gang's ten-year competition in the door officially began.

Early in the morning, Miao Xiu took Jinghong to the wide square in front of the Jiyun Gang Hall.

Jing Hong had been refining the pill for five days in a row, and she hadn't had time to meditate and breathe to recover her spirit, so until the second elder who presided over the big competition in the door spoke, she still looked sluggish.

There were two female disciples next to him who were very nervous, but as soon as they turned their heads, they saw Jing Hong leaning on Miao Xiu as if she hadn't woken up.

The two looked at each other with tears and laughter, and the tension in their hearts unconsciously dissipated a lot.

Jing Hong's little hands covered his lips, yawning delicately, and listening absentmindedly to the second elder's long speech.

Miao Xiu was distressed and embarrassed, so she could only try her best to cover her face and not let others see her uncaring attitude.

Finally, the second elder finished speaking, and the disciples who signed up for the competition in the door began to draw lots in order.

Miao Xiu drew the 192nd number, but Jinghong drew the 976th number.

According to the order of the competition and the time required for each competition, Miao Xiu should be able to play today, but Jinghong will undoubtedly be scheduled for tomorrow.

Jinghong was very satisfied with the result, and after drawing the lot, he simply went back to his small courtyard to recuperate.

Miao Xiu had to wait for the fourth game to participate in the competition, so she had to watch Jinghong leave alone with a helpless face.

However, to her surprise and delight, Jinghong actually turned back before she started the competition, and she still looked like she had been resurrected with full blood and was full of energy.

Jinghong is here to cheer Miao Xiu on, and at the same time, he is also here to escort her.

Since the second ancestor entangled Miao Xiu, those female disciples who used to get along well with her have all been estranged from her, and later Miao Xiu learned from her to live a semi-secluded life, so seriously speaking, Miao Xiu is now the only one who can be called a good relationship.

If she doesn't come, Miao Xiu won't even have someone to say "come on" to her.

Jinghong is as careful as a hair, so naturally he will not leave Miao Xiu here without heart and lungs, and let her fall into the embarrassing situation of being alone.

Besides, she was also worried about Miao Xiu in case something happened.

Although the competition stipulates that it is not allowed to hurt people's lives, the sword has no eyes, and who can say exactly what the result will be if you start to do it.

Miao Xiu's opponent was a young monk who had just built a foundation, and he practiced water spells, so he naturally had a half-point disadvantage in front of Miao Xiu, a monk with earth spirit roots.

In addition, he has only broken through for less than a year, and his skills are not as deep as Miao Xiu, so as soon as he came to power, he immediately launched an attack on Miao Xiu, and the fight was obviously the idea of "strike first to be strong".

Although Miao Xiu didn't expect him to do it in such a hurry, with her relatively rich combat experience, she immediately summoned an earth shield as a barrier, and blocked the nearly 100 water arrows sent by that person outside the earth shield without any danger.

The man couldn't strike a blow, and immediately summoned a flying sword to attack Miao Xiu.

Miao Xiu had already taken precautions, and at the same time that the man took out his sword, he also used his flying sword to meet him.

The two flying swords met in mid-air, and they suddenly clanged into a battle.

And when the monk saw that he couldn't help Miao Xiu, he was not surprised at all.

While he was harnessing his flying sword and fighting with Miao Xiu's flying sword, he quickly shot out two spirit runes and attacked the place where Miao Xiu was standing.

Miao Xiu was not going to use the talisman, but the current situation was obviously not something she could cope with by her own strength.

She immediately made a decision in her heart, and with a wave of her hand, she also shot out two spirit runes.

However, contrary to what the man expected, Miao Xiu's two spirit runes were also used to attack.

The earth shield in front of Miao Xiu had already become riddled under the ice picks that the person's spirit rune had turned into, and Miao Xiu's fire meteor had already flown above the person's head.

The little monks who were watching felt that Miao Xiu was really desperate, and they even tried to attack the opponent without defense.

The man obviously didn't expect her to take a risk, so it was inevitable that she would be a little scrambling to take precautions.

On the contrary, Miao Xiu, who was considered to be deadly, was calmly but quickly defending at this time.

Everyone saw that she quickly retreated as she continued to create earth shields in front of her as a barrier, and then those earth shields quickly dissolved under the attack of those ice picks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Each time, those ice picks were stopped by the last earth shield in front of her at the last moment, and many people looked at it.

On the other side, the young monk who fought against Miao Xiu was even more embarrassed than her.

Because he was caught off guard by Miao Xiu's sudden attack, he didn't have time to flee from the place at all, so he could only stubbornly continue to output his spiritual power to defend.

Jing Hong's gaze swept over the two of them, and he guessed Miao Xiu's plan almost immediately.

"Look, the ice picks have become smaller!" I don't know who suddenly shouted, and everyone noticed that the ice picks chasing Miao Xiu were indeed much smaller than before.

But at the same time, they also noticed that Miao Xiu had retreated to less than five meters from the edge of the ring.

Anyone can see that if this situation continues, then Miao Xiu will probably have retreated under the ring before the ice picks are consumed.

Miao Xiu herself knew very well, so she changed her strategy after retreating another three meters.

The surging spiritual power surged out, condensing into a protective film around her body that emitted a faint earthy yellow halo.

She took a deep breath, then suddenly rose into the air with a force under her feet.

The icicles were castrated, and soon about a third of them hit the top of her protective spiritual shield.

She had expected it, and she didn't feel panic or fear in her heart, but she was still like a light butterfly, stepping on the ice pick under her feet in the direction of the center of the ring.

The young monk who was fighting against her was so busy struggling to support his body shield that he couldn't spare his hands to stop Miao Xiu from approaching. Moreover, his spiritual power is now on the verge of exhaustion, and even the control of his flying sword is not as free as before.

He was in a hurry, and subconsciously wanted to take back the flying sword to protect himself. But he forgot that his flying sword was fighting with Miao Xiu's flying sword, and as soon as he stopped, Miao Xiu immediately commanded his flying sword to chase after him.