After the three of them got together, they exchanged some experiences in practicing the exercises, and each of them gained something.

At the beginning of the third round of the competition, the three of them went to participate in their own competitions and none of them lost.

He Lang also saw the courage of Senior Brother Jingfeng again, although he was only a disciple in the middle stage of foundation building against the enemy this time, but his comprehensive strength was not low, but a pair of Senior Brother Jingfeng was like a balloon that broke its mouth, and he was defeated and returned.

What made He Lang's eyes shine was the battle between the red-clothed female cultivator in the middle stage of Yijindan and the gray-clothed male cultivator in the late stage of Yizhuji.

He Lang also watched many competitions with the participation of female cultivators, but they were not very exciting, and even if they won, there would be few waves.

And this red-clothed nun is not eye-catching because of her outfit and appearance, but about her light and beautiful body, like a red disc, flying up and down, and even the onlookers who watched her competition were stunned and distracted.

Obviously, the nun didn't go all out, so she embarrassed the opponent, and for five minutes, it was the female nun in red's solo show, and as soon as the bell rang at the end, the nun withdrew from the venue like an arrow from the string, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Zhan Zhaohua's eyes straightened when he saw He Lang, until the female cultivator disappeared without a trace, and he still seemed to be thinking about something.

After seeing it, Zhan Zhaohua smiled helplessly and said, "Senior Brother He, this red-clothed female cultivator is not simple, her name is Luo Binghong, she is the personal disciple of the head of the family, she is talented, and she has been mentioned by many elders, and now she is a popular candidate for the top ten core disciples." ”

When He Lang heard this, he knew why the female cultivator was so high-profile.

And He Lang also found that there were not a few people around him who were discussing Na Luo Binghong, and when many male disciples talked about her, the salivating color image was unobstructed.

He Lang thought to himself, this fair lady and gentleman has been around since ancient times, and it seems that he has just revealed his own color, otherwise Senior Brother Zhan would not have looked at him with deep eyes.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart, it seems that my cultivation needs to be further improved.

In the blink of an eye, the competition was over, and Zhan Zhaohua invited He Lang to communicate with him, but He Lang still readily agreed.

For cultivators, the system is different from ordinary people, and they only need to meditate for a while, and their spiritual qi and blood will quickly recover.

And Lan Yun is still a mortal, so he can only replenish his physical strength through adequate sleep every day, which is also what he thinks is very different from cultivators. Obviously, the advantage of the cultivator is immediate.

Lan Yun saw He Lang and Zhan Zhaohua going to practice the exercises overnight, and her heart was envious and sour.

But it was very gratifying to replace He Lang to find someone who could cultivate together, after all, he didn't know much about He Lang's exercises, and he had no way to guide him, and the purpose of bringing He Lang to the Jade Immortal Gate was also to let him get more people's tips and improve himself.

The two of them came to the cave house the day before, began to meditate and pranayama, and after staying for an hour, they both refreshed their spirits and began to move.

He Lang also handed the love letter to Zhan Zhaohua, Zhan Zhaohua's face turned red and yellow after seeing it, and then hastily put the letter away.

When He Lang read the letter, he also secretly glanced at the payment, which said Senior Sister Jinyun.

It turned out that the big-eyed nun was called Jinyun, and the name was very fresh and refined.

Zhan Zhaohua had already discovered that He Lang had a very sharp and deep true qi flow in his body.

When he moves with him, this sharp true air flow will appear quietly and irregularly, and when it appears, with a slight touch, Zhan Zhaohua's body will have a high-pressure sense of weightlessness, but it will only be for a moment, and it will disappear again.

And this repeated air flow, if it can form a continuous output, will be unimaginably powerful.

So Zhan Zhaohua informed He Lang of the discovery, and he saw that He Lang did not realize that he was special.

Subsequently, Zhan Zhaohua described in detail the special features of He Lang's repeated true airflow, and He Lang believed that there was something there, which was also both a surprise and a trace of regret.

However, He Lang suddenly remembered the evil aura that had hindered his cultivation for four years.

The two of them kept making moves, stimulating the repeated true qi, and finally Zhan Zhaohua discovered a little rule.

"Senior Brother He, have you ever discovered that only when I transport the power of the dantian to ten percent full, can that repeated true qi appear?"

"You mean, only the other party's strength is strong enough to stimulate this true qi?" He Lang was pleasantly surprised when he heard this.

If so, is it stronger to be stronger?

Zhan Zhaohua was also very happy for this junior brother.

"Well, now that I have discovered this powerful force, I have to make it work for you, and I will try how to stimulate it smoothly so that you can use it freely. ”

This night, it was originally He Lang who accompanied Zhan Zhaohua to practice the exercises, but in fact, it was Zhan Zhaohua who helped He Lang explore the law of that repeated true qi.

When the first sunlight penetrated the prohibition and entered the cave, Zhan Zhaohua and He Lang looked at each other and smiled, put away the exercises, and walked out.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the martial arts arena, He Lang saw Lan Yun looking around looking for someone.

"Hey, Lan Daxia, what about looking for your junior sister Ding, don't you need to stretch your neck and blush. He Lang quipped with a smile.

Zhan Zhaohua also smiled.

The two were about to go inside, but they were stopped by Lan Yun: "I'm waiting for you, why are you stretching your neck and blushing, am I so vulgar?"

"Oh, what's the matter? He Lang looked at Lan Yun suspiciously.

"This is what my brother entrusted me to give you, taking it can serve the purpose of lifting your spirits, at least for three days. Saying that, Lan Yun threw a palm-sized metal locket to He Lang.

"Is this a stimulant?" said He Lang, shaking the box.

"Just know, and still say it so loudly?" Lan Yun glared at He Lang and turned around and entered the martial arts arena.

He Lang followed behind with a smile.

After the three of them sat down, He Lang opened the box and saw that it was a bottle of reagent, and he immediately felt very cordial when he saw it.

Since I came here, I have basically eaten pills, and there is no such high-tech medicine, but Xu Wenguo, a national treasure-level inventor, can make anything strange and strange.

Zhan Zhaohua was very curious when he saw the liquid contained in this transparent film.

"This is a liquid medicine in our hometown, and it has higher medicinal properties than pills. After saying that, He Lang opened it and drank it all.

Zhan Zhaohua had heard that He Lang and Lan Yun were from the same planet before, but he didn't know the specific location of which planet he heard, so he didn't ask in detail.

After drinking the potion, He Lang suddenly felt a sense of strength all over his body, thinking that this stimulant was really immediate.

So He Lang closed his eyes and began to breathe, so that the surging air flow was relatively calm.

This third day is the last day of the pre-selection, and it is also the most intensive day of the competition, from the beginning of the time to the end of the unitary time, the competition is carried out for eight consecutive hours, five rounds of competition.

The five-round competition starts at 5 a.m. and goes round after round until the top 100 is announced, and the day will not be terminated.

On this day, He Lang and the other three were very busy, but they did not miss the competition to observe each other.

The results were satisfactory, with all three reaching the final.

When He Lang easily defeated the last opponent, his mood was extremely excited, and he also realized that he was getting more and more comfortable with the fight.

After the day's competition, Lan Yun went back to rest, but He Lang and Zhan Zhaohua still practiced the exercises.

Through the practice of the previous two days, Zhan Zhaohua has a very high degree of integration of Feiyi ghost step practice, and the two of them also unfold the wonderful exercises they saw during the day from time to time and exchange ideas with each other.

The final on the last day has kicked off, and He Lang and the two came to the competition venue early, and saw that the venue had changed dramatically overnight.

The hundred separate arenas were gone, and they had been reorganized into twenty slightly larger spaces.

A high platform was erected in each test venue.

The final and most crucial day of the overall race will determine all the places.

At present, the total number of finalists is 200 people, half of the disciples who practice Qi and above during the Qi training period, and through the final statistics of the conference, the seeded players who are most likely to compete for the top 10 will be completely separated and divided into ten groups, each group of ten people.

On this last day, weapons are available and are no longer based on touching walls.

As a package for the competition, each small field has a senior who is above the Yuan Ying Xiu as a supervising adjudicator of the victory.

There is no longer a time limit for the competition, but who admits defeat first before it stops.

Within each group, ten participants draw lots in pairs and stand in pairs, and the winner enters the top 50.

After the competition begins, the scene is not only intense, if two disciples of the same level meet, each competition will often last for a long time.

He Lang was placed in Group 6, and he played in the second round, so he went straight to the outside of Court 6 to watch.

At this time, the first group has already started to compete.

Both of them used swords, but apparently their swordsmanship was not very good, and they could only be used as weapons.

But the top 100 competition is very different from the previous preliminaries, the disciples who can enter the finals, whether they are qualified or have the understanding or the brain, are the strongest of the strong, looking at the flexibility of the two people to dodge and fly, although they are only in the Qi training period, they can see the potential of the follow-up.

He Lang was comparing himself with those two in his heart, and if he fought with them, how should he deal with them, and formed the deduction process of the confrontation in his heart.

In fact, these two people can't be considered superb in swordsmanship, but their foundation and combat experience are quite rich, every time the opponent slashes a sword, they can take advantage of the situation to break the force, and then use their own strength to make their own moves, although this fight is not passionate, but it is difficult to distinguish for a while.

He Lang looked a little boring, but he couldn't leave casually, because he didn't know when the two would be able to separate the winner.

The spectators outside the stadium finally couldn't stand it anymore, and even shouted inside: "Don't rub it in, everyone is still waiting, you guys won't fight until dark." ”

But those two people are extremely high-quality, deaf to them, and they still take their moves seriously.

He Lang really secretly admired the two of them, they were obvious grinders, and they would not stop without consuming everyone.

The ancestor who was the referee on the side had nothing to do, so he closed his eyes and recuperated, it seemed that he was out of sight.