Chapter Seventy-Three: The Contest

After a few more days, An Yiran knew that he had to rely on himself. She had been playing in the arena of the Holy Spirit Palace for the past few days, and at first, everyone looked down on her because she looked like a child.

But those who think this way will definitely suffer.

The cultivation of this group of people who played the competition did not exceed the foundation building period, and most of them were at the seventh level of Qi cultivation. An Yiran only used the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation to fight against others, and it was regarded as self-training. You can win 100 dollars for every game you win here. Each person gives 100 yuan to the referee before the game, and if he loses, the referee will give the money to the winner.

This group of people play mainly to make money. Because most of them know that their qualifications are insufficient, but they are reluctant to give up such a powerful force. I just hope that I can get some living money in the game.

It stands to reason that cultivators shouldn't be short of money, and if they show their hands in front of the world, maybe someone will give them a lot of money. But the reason why no monk would do this is that he still can't disturb the rules of heaven and earth. If a monk dares to use spells to disturb the balance of the mundane world, not to mention being hunted down by the people of the National Security Bureau first, he will also be hunted down by his own sect.

No one dares to challenge this rule.

"Who's coming?"

In the few days that An Yiran was here, Lei Linggen's attributes were undoubtedly exposed.

Everyone didn't expect that this world really had the legendary Lei Linggen, the kind of inspiration that was born to prepare for becoming an immortal.

All of a sudden, the little girl's eyes changed. No wonder His Holiness, who has not accepted apprentices for several years, would accept this little girl, it turns out that she is really talented. All of a sudden, the grievances in my heart were reduced by half, because compared to their qualifications of three or four spirit roots, Lei Linggen was simply one heaven and one earth.

In the past few days, An Yiran's fierce strength has almost become a hegemon in this arena, and a large group of men have been beaten by her to convince them.

An Yiran stood in the arena, surrounded by a quiet atmosphere. Yesterday, this Venerable disciple won 10 matches in one go, and this brilliant result can only be unsurpassed.

"No one?" An Yiran didn't expect that her cousin Xiàn would make these disciples look like this yesterday.

"Still not a man?" The tone was a little disdainful, she was just a little girl, and she only used the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi training. Just beat this group of big men down, shouldn't you feel ashamed, and then come up and continue to fight me, and find out your shortcomings?

This clear question instantly made a group of onlookers angry. They don't come up to fight you to give you face, okay? It's not good to compete with a little girl, and it doesn't sound good to win this reputation.

In fact, the strength of fighting with An Yiran is basically not too strong, and he usually loses badly in the arena. So I fell to bully a little girl, but I didn't expect to lose.

But a man's self-esteem cannot be trampled on lightly. After a long time, a man finally came up.

Feeling his breath, it is actually a great consummation of the qi refining period, and the breath is very pure, which shows that this person has a solid foundation and works very hard.

This man was a bearded man, almost two meters tall, as strong as a physique. But the angle of the muscle burst is clearly not like this.

This person made An Yiran face it squarely, she would definitely be able to beat him, but she only planned to show her cultivation at the seventh level of qi refining now. It's going to be a tough one.

The two of them first revealed their names and the palace they belonged to.

"I'm Qianhua, from Huangling Palace."

"I'm An Yiran, from the Heavenly Spirit Palace."

"I'm not going to let you do this just because you're a young girl." Qianhua said directly before the game that he would not let anyone during the game.

"Not at all."

This big man's direct words made An Yiran have a good impression and respect for him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dahan rushed directly towards him.

The figure rushed straight towards the petite girl like an arrow off the string. The people below were terrified when they saw it, and they would have lost a long time ago if they were themselves.

An Yiran knew that Qianhua had also cultivated speed-type exercises as soon as he saw this body method.

At the same time, he also began to run his own "Divine Journey" exercises, which were as light as feathers from one side of the arena to the other. The people in the audience can only occasionally see some figures in a certain corner with the naked eye, and they can see the whole picture with their divine sense, but the speed of these two people is too fast.

An Yiran felt Qianhua's location. Several lightning bolts were thrown at his position at once, but none of them hit, and before the lightning arrived, Qianhua had already dodged away from the dangerous position.

"Little girl. If that's all you have, you're going to lose!"

Suddenly, a rattan from An Yiran's feet wrapped around her ankle in an instant, but for a moment, all the rattans on the soles of An Yiran's feet suddenly erupted, entangled An Yiran's other foot and two hands. and her waist. The whole person was tied up strongly.

The disciples below all whispered, saying that Qianhua was too stupid, and he was not afraid of retaliation from others for the future first disciple of the Holy Spirit Palace. Such a strong strength, but with a pig-like brain. If this little girl goes back and cries to His Holiness, who knows if they will be called by His Holiness to beat them up!

This rattan is a unique Aoki vine in the cultivation realm, and the more you struggle, the tighter you get trapped. This Aoki vine is not very common in the cultivation realm, and it consumes a bit more aura than other plants.

An Yiran's limbs were trapped by these rattans, and when he moved slightly, the rattans were trapped tighter. So many rattans have some red marks on the body, some key parts are tied to death by rattans, and blood cannot be transported, An Yiran's face instantly lost its color, and his red lips were a little pale.

She now restricts herself to the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi refining, before she has used her divine travel for so long, and her dantian has dried up a little. Later, she was all waiting for the recovery of the aura, and her use of the aura was still not accurate enough, and she didn't calculate it in place, so it would be this end. It looks like she needs more fighting.

Rong Yi also saw this and let his apprentice come to the training ground. He can't be ruthless to his apprentice, but only the tempering of real blood can achieve her. There are too many geniuses in this world, but the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. The safest way is to let An Yiran have the ability to protect himself.

Only then did he refuse An Yiran's request to rely on her to go through the back door, as a master, he can become a disciple's dependence, but his disciple must first hold out a piece of the world by himself. (To be continued.) )