Yi Yang slowly retracted his fists, his indifferent face could not see the slightest fluctuation, and his deep eyes were as calm as autumn water, and he could not see the slightest ripple. Exhaling a slight breath of turbidity, he resolutely turned around, his calm eyes sweeping over the children around him one by one.

After a slight pause, a faint voice spread, but it resounded inside and outside the martial arts arena: "First place, I want it!"

Listening to the young man's firm tone, no one dared to protest at this time. After seeing the young man's strong strength, a trace of awe appeared in everyone's hearts, and they lowered their heads one after another, not daring to meet Yi Yang's gaze.

"First place, I want it!"

The young man turned around slowly, his deep eyes raised slightly, and looked at the rostrum, his calm eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he looked directly at Wang Lang and said lightly.

"Good!"

On the rostrum, everyone looked at each other, all of them were silent, even the master who was Wang Xuan was rare silent at this time, and secretly shook his head helplessly. Only Sect Master Yuan Qi Zhenren smiled faintly and nodded in agreement.

"In this outer disciple selection competition, the first place is Yi Yang, the second place is Mu Cangkong! The third place is Wang Xuan, I believe, no one should be dissatisfied, right?"

Glancing around the martial arts arena, Yuan Qizhen's majestic voice with a faint smile sounded, making everyone inside and outside the martial arts arena silent, falling into silence.

Outside the court, hearing Yuan Qizhen's announcement, the seriously injured Wang Xuan finally couldn't support it anymore, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and he completely fainted.

Yi Yang was still calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Gathering his breath slightly, Yi Yang was about to leave here, but on the high platform, he heard Yuan Qizhen speak again.

"Yi Yang, Mu Cangkong, and Wang Xuan will represent this sect to participate in the Nanyang New Disciple Competition, and if they win, they will have the opportunity to enter the capital for further study!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present showed envy, except for one person.

That person was none other than Mu Cangkong, who was invincible to Yi Yang.

"You wait, Yi Yang, don't be too happy, let's see!"

……

After Yi Yang came back from the martial arts arena, he took a comfortable bath and changed into a set of clean clothes.

After lunch, he sat alone in the courtyard to cultivate, and while he settled, he recalled the process of using the power of the power of the previous few times, hoping to make the Tiger Fist more and more complete.

And just halfway through his cultivation, he was interrupted by a knock on the door outside the courtyard gate.

Hurriedly exited the settlement, Yi Yang went to open the door and opened the courtyard door, but the person who came made Yi Yang quite surprised. It turned out to be Yuan Qizhen, the patriarch of the Yuanwu Clan, and the sect master of Yi Yang.

"Sect Master!" Yi Yang nodded and smiled, and then let go of the courtyard door.

"You kid, you're running pretty fast!" striding into the courtyard, Yuan Qizhen scolded with a smile.

Yi Yang became famous in a battle, and after determining the first place, he left the martial arts arena, and even did not attend the final award ceremony, but finally let him, the elder, personally send it.

"Hehe, let the sect master bother!"

Yi Yang shook his head and said with a sneer. His personality has always been introverted and he doesn't like too high-profile scenes, so after defeating Wang Xuan and Mu Cangkong, he really couldn't stand the strange stares from his disciples, so he had to take the opportunity to slip away early.

"Well, even if you kid still has a little conscience, I know I'm embarrassed!"

Yuan Qi Zhenren patted Yi Yang's shoulder, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, "This time, I will bring you a reward that belongs to you, and secondly, I will tell you something about the New Disciple Competition!"

"Sect Master, please take a seat!" Closing the courtyard door, leading Yuan Qi Zhenren to the stone table in the courtyard, Yi Yang signaled.

Sitting down peacefully, Yuan Qizhen said directly: "The time of the new disciple competition in Nanyang City is in a month, and the location is chosen in the Gathering Ridge. At that time, the Song family, the Cang family, and the Mu family of the ancient martial arts families in Nanyang City will have people participating together, and each of them will have five places. ”

"Sect Master wants to tell me the strength of the other three families?" Yi Yang frowned and said suspiciously.

"Yes, in the Yuanwu Sect, you have always been committed to cultivation, and you don't know much about the outside world, so I'm afraid you don't know much about the information of the other three families. That's why I'm here to tell you this myself. ”

Yuan Qi Zhenren nodded, and then said: "This time the new disciple competition will be more difficult than in the past, and the strength of each family has increased relatively. According to the news, Song Kui, the grandson of the Song family, has already broken through the Qi Refining Realm and reached the Guiyuan Realm, and Cangxiong Qin of the Cang family is also at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, and the day of breakthrough is not long away. Mu Yangqiu of the Mu family is also at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, and he is only one step away from the Guiyuan Realm. ”

After a slight pause, Yuan Qizhen showed a hint of worry, he glanced at Yi Yang, and continued: "And only our Yuan Martial Sect is only the ninth level of Qi Refining Realm. Maybe you will be able to break through the Qi Refining Mirror after taking the Qi Gathering Pill, but ......"

"I'll do my best!" Looking at Yuan Qi Zhenren's melancholy eyes, Yi Yang's heart already understood Yuan Qi Zhenren's thoughts, "Maybe I will break through the Qi Refining Realm before the New Disciple Competition." ”

"This year's New Disciple Contest depends on you!" Yuan Qi Zhenren patted Yi Yang's shoulder a little heavily, and then smiled: "This time, I hope you can not embarrass my Yuan Martial Sect." Work hard, Yuanwu Sect will be brilliant because of you!"

"Yes!" Yi Yang smiled faintly, with a hint of determination in his eyes. This time, whether it is for the glory of the Yuan Martial Sect or for the quota of the Imperial Academy, I will do my best to get the first place......! Mother.

Looking at the firmness that burst out of Yi Yang's eyes, Yuan Qizhen's heart was quite happy.

Without saying a word, he took out a blue-skin book and a small porcelain bottle from his arms and handed them to Yi Yang's hand, then patted Yi Yang's shoulder, and said: "This is the Qi Gathering Pill and the Xuan-level Martial Technique 'Shocking Leg Method', it is your reward as the first place this time, take it, work hard! Don't let the big guy down!"

Yuan Qizhen smiled, paused, and finally got up and walked outside the house.

Seeing that Yuan Qi Zhenren's figure disappeared outside the courtyard, Yi Yang shrugged his shoulders, picked up the martial arts and pills in his hand with a wry smile, and turned around and walked into his room.

It seems that this new disciple competition is by no means as wishful as imagined......

No matter what, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and win the first place in the New Disciple Competition! I will not give up, let alone give up, I don't want to see my father's disappointed eyes......

Gently closing the door, Yi Yang turned over and sat on the bed, just watching the Xuan-level martial arts he had just obtained.

Xuan-level martial arts, there are only four copies of the entire Yuanwu Sect, but it is one of the most precious treasures of the Yuanwu Sect, and it is deeply locked in the palace. Slowly opening the book, Yi Yang carefully flipped through it.

Shocking Leg is a Xuan-level low-grade martial art, its explosive power is extremely strong, holding on to the qi, strength and strength, and making extreme attacks in an instant. The legs that have been cultivated to the extreme, one leg out, is as fast as a shock, and the strength is also shocking.

After memorizing all the information about the Shocking Legs in his mind, Yi Yang put down his martial arts and picked up the Qi Gathering Pill beside him instead.

The Qi Gathering Pill can gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, helping the martial artists under the Guiyuan Realm to cultivate quickly. A Qi Gathering Pill can almost make a Qi Refining Realm martial artist break through a realm, which is something that many Qi Refining Realm martial artists dream of.

Holding the Qi Gathering Pill in his hand, Yi Yang's eyes also had a trace of heat.

After swallowing the Qi Gathering Pill, his strength will also be able to break through to the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm, and he will have a greater grasp of the new disciple competition at that time.

Perhaps, in the next month, he will be able to have a chance to break through the Qi Refining Realm.

Therefore, in any case, the value of this Qi Gathering Pill far exceeds the martial art of this Shocking Legs. At the very least, a Qi Gathering Pill would give him an extra chance of winning in the New Disciple Competition.

Slightly silent, Yi Yang casually threw the Qi Gathering Pill into his mouth, hurriedly sat cross-legged, and began to refine the Qi Gathering Pill......

The whole body of the Qi Gathering Pill is snow-white, only the size of a dragon's eye, and the appearance is crystal clear, revealing a moist luster, and it looks exquisite and lovely. And Yi Yang was keenly aware that this small and delicate pill contained extremely rich and pure spiritual power.

The pill melted in the mouth, and suddenly a fragrance wafted out, as smooth as water.

After concentrating slightly, Yi Yang began to guide this silky spiritual power to flow down his throat. All the way to the chest and abdomen, the magic trick is in motion.

Suddenly, the netherworld power in the sea of qi surged, flowing out like a tide, and it was endless along the meridians around the body.

At the same time, Yi Yang's mind gradually began to guide the spiritual power of the Qi Gathering Pill to merge into the power of the Netherworld, gradually dissolving towards the tibia along the meridians, and gradually began to refine the tibia around the body little by little.

Refining the Qi Realm and cultivating the Yuan and accepting the Qi is to use the Qi Yuan accumulated in the body to continuously refine the physical body and refine the shin bone to break through the shackles of the physical body and accommodate more power.

And with the increase of strength, one's own strength also naturally increases, and the strength can reach a thousand catties when you break through the Qi Refining Realm, and it is easy to open the monument and gravel.

As the spiritual power of the Qi Gathering Pill was refined, Yi Yang also clearly felt that there was a gentle force in his bones that was constantly wriggling, like a trickle of water, constantly nourishing his shins, making the veins around his body gradually stronger.

Nourished by spiritual power, the shins gradually strengthened, and Yi Yang only felt comfortable up and down, as if he was gently massaged by a pair of tender little hands, and the feeling was simply a bone-eating enjoyment.

It wasn't until after the half-pillar incense that the medicinal power gradually dissolved, and the spiritual power of the Qi Gathering Pill was completely extinguished, and the refreshing feeling also disappeared. Yi Yang woke up from his meditation and felt his own strength slightly, first happy, and then couldn't help but be disappointed.

Under the nourishment of the Qi Gathering Pill, his strength has increased, but unfortunately he has not broken through the realm, and he is still in the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm.