As soon as the drums sounded, the atmosphere in Ring 13 suddenly became tense.

Su Zijing sat alone in the corner, like a child waiting for his parents, holding an unknown thing in his hand, drawing circles in the ring.

The other nine people glanced at each other, quickly found their opponents, and began to fight one-on-one.

There was still one outer disciple in the early stage of foundation building, and slowly walked towards Su Zijing.

"Uncle Xiao, the competition has begun, please stand up and make a move!"

Su Zijing raised her head and glanced at him suspiciously, lowered her head again, and silently turned her back to him.

The disciple in the early stage of foundation building was embarrassed, so he had to continue: "If Uncle Xiao doesn't make a move, that disciple can only be sorry. ”

Su Zijing turned a deaf ear.

The early stage disciple of foundation building no longer hesitated, made a decisive move, his hands were sealed on his chest, the breeze in the ring was blowing, and with the soft shout of the early stage disciple of foundation building: "Get up!" His hands pushed out the law seal, and a small hurricane blew towards Su Zijing, wanting to blow her directly outside the ring.

Su Zijing tilted her head slightly, saw that the hurricane didn't blink her eyes, and lowered her head and continued to draw something on the ground.

The hurricane roared by, hitting the circle and slowly disappearing.

The disciples in the early stage of foundation building were first overjoyed, and then shocked, only to see that the little girl who originally thought that she had been pushed off the ring still maintained the posture just now, except for her hair being blown by the wind, nothing else had changed.

This made him can't help but face up to this opponent, the one who can get here in the early stage of building the foundation is either luck or some means, and he himself is a little self-protection means, otherwise he will be eliminated as early as the first game!

The same must have been true of this little girl, otherwise she would not have been able to stand still under her own spells.

This disciple in the early stage of foundation building didn't know what to do for a while, the other party didn't make a move, and she was still a little girl, wouldn't a big man who was dozens of years old rashly act rashly with the suspicion of bullying the small?

The disciple simply stopped fighting, and stood aside and waited for the other eight to end the battle.

Compared with Su Zijing's ease, Fan Chengxiang was miserable, and the person who fought against him was also a disciple in the middle stage of foundation building, although he was in the middle stage of foundation building, it was the sixth layer of foundation building, he was only building the fourth layer of foundation, don't look at this There is only a two-layer gap, but the storage of spiritual power in the body and the proficiency of using spells are very different!

And in the past few years, the comfortable life in the inner gate has made him very comfortable, so he didn't even take over the task of the sect, he only cared about cultivating on the Ethereal Peak, compared to those disciples who crawled around in the outer gate, and did tasks every day to catch demon beasts and sell spirit stones, he simply stopped, in addition to cultivating and upgrading, he even sent spells slower than when he was in the outer gate before!

Fan Chengxiang can't wait to slap himself a few times, make you lazy, and let you not practice!

This kind of distraction is undoubtedly a taboo in the competition, Fan Chengxiang was invincible, his arm was cut by the opponent's sword, and he was hit by a spell in pain, spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and was kicked out of the ring by the opponent after having no power to fight back.

"Hmm~" Fan Chengxiang fell to the ground and snorted, this kind of wound is not serious for him, at most two days of rest can be intact, he still regrets it more, regrets his inaction and laxity in the past few years.

Frustrated, he thumped the ground, then stumbled up and walked towards Ring 13.

He was not the first to be kicked off the stage, nor was he the last, almost all the disciples who watched it had experienced it, so no one laughed at anyone, and they all looked at these disciples who failed the competition with sympathy.

Fan Chengxiang walked through the crowd of onlookers to the No. 13 ring, and looked for a long time before seeing Su Zijing in the corner.

Once the competition starts, he can only go out and can't enter, and even the sound outside can't be transmitted, for fear of causing distraction among the disciples, so Fan Chengxiang can only stand next to the magic circle and be anxious.

Su Zijing had already spotted him when he appeared, he was still drawing circles just now, but now he was already poking in the ring, and again and again, the ring emitted a visible shock, but the arc was too small and did not attract the attention of others.

But Fan Chengxiang kept staring at her, and saw her gritting her teeth and poking in the ring almost not scared to death, this little doll can bring him different "surprises" every day!

He was flustered and kept gesturing outside, but the person concerned was unmoved, but the more he poked, the happier he became, and the harder he poked.

"Whew~" A crisp sound like a stone slab cracking exploded in Fan Chengxiang's ears, and his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

At the same time, two people in the ring happened to raise their swords to slash, and the violent collision produced a large number of sparks, and the sound just fused with the crisp sound, so that the disciples outside the ring were full of passion and shouted and cheered.

"Bang~" The spiritual power of the two collided, and a strong force separated the two, each holding the tip of the sword to the ground, trying to use the sword to stabilize his body.

One of them noticed something unusual, and there was a visible crack in the place where the tip of his sword had slashed, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly tried to draw his sword, but it was too late.

With a sound of "boom~", the ring cracked in response to the sound, divided into two neat halves, and ran through the entire ring.

The disciple stood dumbfounded in the middle of the ring, the sword in his hand still in the crack.

The magic circle also disappeared because of the destruction of the ring, and the surroundings were quiet, and all the disciples did not dare to make a sound.

Fan Chengxiang looked at Su Zijing speechlessly, all the stones used in the ring are the fifteenth Lingbi Stone on the list of different stones, and it has always been known for its hardness, even if the Jindan monk blows with all his strength, he can't move a corner of the Lingbi Stone, and now he has ruined a little doll in the foundation building period!

Su Zijing quietly withdrew his hand, hid the things in his hand into the storage bag, and looked at the confused disciple with an innocent and reproachful expression.

The movement of the thirteenth ring attracted everyone's attention, and in the blink of an eye, several Yuan Ying real people appeared here.

Master Bai asked sharply, "What's going on!"

The Jindan monk in charge of this ring was also in a state of confusion, he never thought that someone would be able to destroy the 10,000-year-old immortal Lingbi Stone ring in front of so many Yuanying and Jindan monks, and he was speechless for a while.

The head of the white sect is really angry this time, since the establishment of the sect for thousands of years, this kind of thing has never happened, how precious the Lingbi Stone is, these are all the predecessors of the past generations who took the trouble to find them, if they are broken, they are useless, and there is no way to even repair them.

"What about the Shadow Stone, take out the Shadow Stone!"

When Brother Jin Dan heard this, he hurriedly took off a small transparent spar above the magic circle and handed it to the white master.

"The real person in charge, the photo stone is here. ”

With a wave of his hand, the pictures in the ring just now emerged one by one.

Fan Chengxiang's scalp tightened, he almost forgot that every time Xiaobi Dabi would record the details with a photo stone, in case someone cheated from it, and then he didn't admit it!

His eyelids are jumping faster and faster, if someone finds something abnormal, Su Zijing will not be able to get out!