He Lang found a position with a good vision and sat down, in front of him was the venue for the martial arts competition of the disciples above the foundation building, he wanted to see if there was anything he could learn from when the master made a move.

He found that the seniors in the main stand were also watching with great interest, and they were also communicating with others around them from time to time.

"Look, look, in the No. 86 field over there, Senior Brother Jingfeng is going to fight. A young female cultivator on the side said excitedly to her friends who were watching together.

"I saw it, Senior Brother Jing Feng will definitely be able to get a good ranking this time, I guess he will have no problem getting into the top ten. On the other side, another very handsome female cultivator was also extremely excited.

"Yes, Senior Brother Jing Feng is a genius disciple of the Immortal League in the past hundred years, and he is only twenty years old and is already in the middle stage of Jindan. Another nun was introducing.

When He Langchu heard it, he felt that these female cultivators were very similar to the star-chasing clan in the previous life.

He glanced at the female cultivators on the side again, and found that they were all fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls, and it seemed that they were in a very crazy worship of Senior Brother Jingfeng.

He Lang also raised his eyes to look at the No. 86 field, and saw that the two young male friars were already standing in the field, preparing for the start of the competition.

One of them is slightly taller, and from a distance, he is indeed handsome and upright, and his bearing is extraordinary, and the other is shorter, although he is also with long eyebrows and eyes, but compared to the other party, he has indeed lost his brilliance.

One of these two people is in the middle stage of Jindan, and the other is in the late stage of foundation building, and the gap between cultivation is obviously huge.

The senior brother Jingfeng that those female cultivators said must be the tall and handsome Jindan real person.

In this high-level disciple competition, cultivation is the most critical, not like the Qi cultivation period, even if there is a gap, it cannot produce an absolute overwhelming trend.

He Lang saw that as soon as the competition began, Senior Brother Jing Feng launched layers of attacks, he used the sword as a finger, and every time he fired a force, there were several sharp rays of Huaguang that made the surrounding light shine.

And the opponent obviously moved a lot slower, he was shocked by the sword qi and his mind was unstable, and after a few moves, he began to sway all over, as if he was about to fall.

"Jian Hua Ruiying! This move is really just right, you see, if you weigh one more point, it will hurt the opponent's internal organs, so that the cultivation will be greatly damaged, and one more point lighter will not force the opponent into a predicament, now the strength used by Senior Brother Jingfeng is just right, it is really a genius disciple with good cultivation!"

In the blink of an eye, the competition was over, and Senior Brother Jingfeng politely hugged his fist and withdrew from the competition.

Although it was only a few minutes, He Lang could see that Senior Brother Jingfeng was indeed a person worthy of respect, he was neither humble nor arrogant, reasonable and moderate, but he was a person who had seen the world and had a frank heart.

He Lang has a good impression of him in his heart.

"Look, ninety-eight, isn't that Senior Brother Zhan Zhaohua?" a female cultivator said to the beautiful female cultivator.

"Yes, I saw it, his goal this time is also the top ten, but compared with Senior Brother Jingfeng, it is still far behind, now among the disciples, there are more than a dozen people in the Jindan period, he is only in the late stage of foundation building, I think it is difficult to rush into the top ten. Qingxiu nun was very optimistic about him.

It can be seen that this female cultivator's heart is all in Senior Brother Jingfeng.

He Lang looked towards the No. 98 field again, this competition in the field had already begun, and the eighteen-nineteen-year-old white-robed man was launching a clever offensive, his figure was shaking, his pace was strange, and he couldn't see the focus of his next move or next attack at all.

His opponent was a male cultivator in a green robe, who was shaken by the male cultivator in a white robe and fell to the wall several times, although he was also in the late stage of foundation building, but obviously the method was at a disadvantage, and the game ended with the male cultivator in white robe winning.

After he won, he threw an affectionate smile at the nuns who cheered for him, and the funny thing was that one of the nuns was moved by the bright smile and stayed on the spot.

"Senior Brother Zhan's victory is really neat, I think he has a lot of potential, and he is very promising to enter the top ten. ”

"The gap in cultivation is a hard injury, let alone a big realm?" said the beautiful female cultivator.

"It's just that after entering the core disciple hall, it's not so easy to see him again. She sighed.

He Lang found that in the stands, most of them were people watching the battle for the inner disciples, and there didn't seem to be anyone who cared too much about the competition of the Qi cultivation disciples.

In fact, he didn't know that the disciples of the outer sect Qi cultivation period were not qualified to watch the competition unless they had a competition schedule, and it was also quite a chance that He Lang could watch the grand event in this alliance once every five years.

Just as He Lang was watching the game seriously, his left palm was slightly hot, and the aperture flickered slightly.

He Lang knew that it was Brother Jing who was out of the customs, he immediately clenched his fists and said secretly: "Brother Jing, are you okay?"

"I'm okay, you have to deal with this big competition with all your might, this will be a great opportunity for you, don't underestimate it. Brother Jing said flatly.

"I naturally know this, but my current cultivation is not good, and I am afraid that I will not be able to parry it when I encounter a strong opponent. He Lang said secretly.

"There is an elixir here, you take it immediately, this elixir will make your body light and agile. Brother Jing said and threw a pill in He Lang's palm.

He Lang took it without hesitation, and immediately meditated and conditioned, and after seeing it, he found that this elixir was very mild, not only did it not clash with other organs, but also made the body suddenly refreshed, and nourished the five internal organs.

He Lang thought to himself, I don't know where Brother Jing got this good thing, it really played a great role in himself.

"This elixir is made by refining the Magma Demon Lord's Inner Pill supplemented by many top-grade immortal medicines, which is very beneficial to you. Brother Jing just thought of it when He Lang came to the sound of a secret word.

He Lang felt a warm current in his heart, and he said in his heart: "Thank you Brother Jing for giving me the pill, I will definitely live up to your heart." ”

"This is a set of acupoint exercises, and if you cultivate it quickly, it will be of great benefit to your enemies. ”

As he spoke, He Lang had a little acupoint technique in his mind, and he hurriedly memorized it and began to practice.

There were still more than two hours before the end of the first round of the competition, and He Lang had no time to watch others compete, and calmed down to consolidate the newly learned exercises.

At first, He Lang's original intention to participate in the competition was just to see it, and it would be better to participate in person, and he felt that he would be satisfied if he could win three or five games.

And now, seeing that Brother Jing is looking forward to himself so much, he has transformed only a few small victories into the idea that he must enter the top 100.

Two hours later, the first round of the competition was finally over.

The second round will begin in four hours.

During this time of suspension, the central data processor began to collect and aggregate data, and the data from the copper discs in each field flowed to it, a crucial process that provided an objective matchup for the next round of competition.

Through all-round data statistics, the next round will be grouped in pairs according to the difference in strength, so as to avoid the strong and strong from meeting too early, and prevent the disciples with high qualifications and talents from being eliminated prematurely.

When He Lang saw this, there was still a long time before the start of the second round, so he decided to find a secluded place in the martial arts arena to continue practicing the new exercises.

Since it was still early for the second round, the monks in the arena had left the arena one after another and returned to their respective residences, so there was a lot of open space in the arena.

When He Lang was closing his eyes and deducing the exercises, he felt a person walking over from a distance and sitting beside him.

No matter how much Lang wanted to seriously experience the exercises, he couldn't ignore the person sitting beside him.

The person next to him saw He Lang open his eyes, stepped forward and looked at He Lang with a smile and said, "This little junior brother, you are really hardworking, this person is gone, are you still working hard?"

He Lang heard the person talking, and also turned his head to look at the other party.

Isn't this the person that the girl talked to another female cultivator, he should be called Zhan Zhaohua.

"Senior Brother Zhan, hello. He Lang said casually.

"Huh, junior brother, do you know me? I didn't expect that my Zhan Zhaohua is also famous. Zhan Zhaohua feels good about himself.

He Lang smiled with a black line on his face: "That's that, Senior Brother Zhan is young and promising, and we all worship it very much." ”

When Zhan Zhaohua heard He Lang's words, he raised his eyebrows happily and said, "Is this true? If you encounter any trouble in the future, just come to me, and I will give you a head." As he spoke, he rubbed He Lang's hair.

He Lang was so awkward, he felt that Zhan Zhaohua simply regarded him as an innocent and naïve child. But the other party's identity and status can't turn his face against him, so he can only smile and say: "Don't dare to bother Senior Brother Zhan." ”

"Little junior brother, you and I must have a fate, you see, this person is gone, I can still meet you, does this mean that we will have more in-depth contact in the future?" Zhan Zhaohua said as he moved closer to He Lang.

He Lang was very inexplicable by the other party. He thought to himself, could it be that all the genius disciples were so hospitable?

While He Lang was thinking nonsense, Zhan Zhaohua said again: "You haven't told me what the little junior brother is called." ”

"My name is He Lang, if Senior Brother Zhan needs me, just say it. He Lang thought, this Zhan Zhaohua must have something to ask for himself, otherwise he would be very suspicious if he had nothing to do.

"Since the little junior brother said so, I won't be outside, I really need the help of the little junior brother, hehe. ”

No matter how He Lang looked, he felt that Zhan Zhaohua's eyes were shining with thieves when he looked at him, and it was definitely not a good thing.

"Huh?" He Lang looked harmlessly puzzled.

It turned out that this Zhan Zhaohua had newly practiced a footwork, called Feiyi Ghost Step.

The name of this footwork is very strange, in fact, this name was given by Zhan Zhaohua himself.

This set of footwork is also newly practiced for the past few days, and it was accidentally obtained by him outside not long ago.

And this footwork he has not mastered smoothly at present, and when he used it in today's match, he was still very rusty.

Therefore, he needs to practice with others, so that he can integrate with his own exercises in the shortest possible time, so that he can use them flexibly in the following competitions.

Just as he was about to go back to find a senior brother to practice with him, he saw He Lang practicing on his own over there. He thought that this young man was so hardworking, if he practiced with him, he should be able to benefit a lot.