The corners of Shanqing's mouth twitched, the competition was about to start, and Liu Yixiang was still eating spiritual food here, so he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Ahem—"

He coughed heavily, and Liu Yixiang hurriedly followed the pace of his fellow door, and walked to the other side of the ring to stand still.

She didn't have to worry about it, and her classmates arranged everything for them.

The first to compete were monks who had not yet fought against the Shinto sect before.

Their aura has always been in full bloom, so they can play first, and in this way, they can also give the monks who participated in the competition some time to recover their aura.

The monks who arranged the order of the competition won the competition with the Shinto sect monks, showing their own strength, otherwise the monks of the Ethereal Sect would not necessarily listen to their arrangements.

There were no accidents here in the later stage of foundation building, and it was naturally arranged by Dai Qianyu.

The other two rings, one was arranged by a female nun and the other by a male nuns.

Liu Yixiang didn't know those people, she thought that she didn't have any leadership skills, so she didn't make this limelight, and she was happy to listen to the arrangements of other monks in the middle stage of the foundation building.

Of course, if she was delicate enough, she would definitely arrange these things without saying a word, but it's a pity that she really didn't light up such a talent.

She hasn't forgotten what the head of the sect said about chance, regardless of chance or something else, if her ability in other aspects is stronger, the sect will definitely not ignore her, maybe because of these, the cultivation resources may also tilt towards her a little more.

The battle maniac Xie Feixuan didn't join in the fun, he stared at Wen He at a glance, calculating in his heart how sure he could meet her in the ring.

Wenhe also happened to be in the middle of foundation building.

The little frog had already been put by him to the master, and the little frog's cultivation was not very solid, so he didn't have the idea of bringing it to the competition, so the head took care of it for him.

After a short time, the battle began unhurriedly.

Shanqing nodded with satisfaction, he didn't deliberately instruct the monks of the Ethereal Sect how to behave, the purpose was to see their ability to adapt to changes.

He didn't think about it, but let him find a few disciples of the Ethereal Sect with good leadership skills.

Shanqing glanced at the frog behind him helplessly, and the big yellow dog who had been scolded by him twice, and he said, it's really not over.

knew that he shouldn't have promised Liu Yixiang to bring rhubarb in the first place, otherwise he wouldn't have thought about agreeing to Liu Yixiang, and it was not good to refuse Xie Feixuan, so he reluctantly agreed.

It's really a trouble he asked for.

The little frog has to "croak" from time to time, and he has to prevent Liu Yixiang's dog from fighting with it, which is really unfinished.

Rhubarb's combat power is slightly stronger than that of the little frog, and it is not a problem to hit it at all, Xie Feixuan's little frog has now been beaten by the rhubarb so that his eyes are blue.

As soon as the two came on the field, I don't know how they got together, and before they could exchange two words, they saw them do it.

Shanqing just wants to end the battle with the Valley of Forgetfulness as soon as possible, and let Liu Yixiang and Xie Feixuan take care of their frogs and dogs.

I've never seen anything so annoying.

Shanqing sighed quietly, and used the aura to distance the two of them a little further, and they almost couldn't see it just now, and the two of them almost fought again.

Annoying!

......

The little frog was full of provocation and squinted at Rhubarb:

In the future, I will have to avenge that stunned!

Can rhubarb be cowardly, I'm not afraid at all.

The fierce god said viciously: When I am afraid that you will not succeed, even if I let you have one claw, you will not be able to beat me.

As he spoke, Rhubarb looked the frog up and down with eyes that were not eyes and noses instead of noses.

A cold snort came out of his nose, if you want to beat me, it's up to you to go back and cultivate for a few hundred more years.

These words obviously angered the little frog, and the two of them fought.

......

At this time, it was not Liu Yixiang's turn to compete, and she was not blind, so she naturally saw the movements of rhubarb and the little frog.

She only felt funny in her heart, obviously not long ago rhubarb and little frog were so good or something, and the master-apprentice relationship was still there, but now she started fighting without saying a word, so she didn't know what to say about rhubarb.

Liu Yixiang is not worried that rhubarb will suffer at all, with the temperament of a big dog, it is good that the little frog can have all its beards and tails!

Instead, she glanced at Xie Feixuan teasingly, and the provocation in her eyes was very obvious.

The girl's eyes seemed to be able to speak.

Look, not only can't you beat me, brother, but even your little frog can't beat my rhubarb.

Xie Feixuan: "......"

It's just that he can't beat Liu Yixiang, and the little frog can't beat rhubarb, it seems that he is indeed a little embarrassed.

He secretly made up his mind, he was determined to cultivate the little frog well, and no matter how bad it was, he could draw with Rhubarb.

......

Because of the exercises practiced by the Valley of Forgetfulness, each monk had no expression fluctuations on his face, and he had a wooden face, as if his face was paralyzed.

Compared with the Shinto Sect, Liu Yixiang only felt that such a face without fluctuation was many times better than the Shinto Sect monk of the Yin Owl.

And there was no smell on her body, which made her feel comfortable.

At the beginning of the competition, monks were sent to the ring on both sides.

This time, the competition looks much more formal.

There was a female cultivator on the other side of the Valley of Forgetfulness, and the first person in the Ethereal Sect to compete was a male monk.

The two arched their hands and said names to each other.

"Forget Gu Yunfang, and ask Taoist friends for advice. ”

"Ethereal Sect Qin Yu, I hope that Daoist friends will give me more advice. ”

Liu Yixiang nodded secretly, that's right!

She said that something was not right before, look at the appearance of the Shendao Sect competition, and when she came up, she started directly, where was there a little bit of competition.

The two were quick and ended the fight.

The monks of the Ethereal Sect narrowly prevailed and still stood in the ring, while the female cultivators of the Valley of Forgetfulness were pushed out of the ring by him.

"Fellow Daoist, I agreed. ”

In the face of the polite Valley of Forgetfulness, Qin Yu was naturally very polite, and he didn't forget to give it up after winning the competition.

"Whew-"

He let out a sigh and ran the exercises, absorbing the nearby aura to recover.

In line with the psychology that it is a little bit to be able to recover a little more aura, Qin Yu did not waste any time, if he recovered more aura, he would be able to spend more aura on the next monk in the ring in the Valley of Forgetfulness.

In this way, his fellow disciples will be able to save more aura and have more time to support themselves in battle.

He thought it was very good, but the monk of the Valley of Forgetfulness didn't give him time to recover his aura at all, and as soon as he went to the ring and reported his name, he directly kept a spear and attacked him.

During the competition, it is allowed to use weapons or spiritual weapons.

Qin Yu didn't even catch a move, and was swept out of the ring by the spear's attack.

"Senior brother, hurry up and meditate to restore your cultivation, there are still many competitions waiting for you!"

The sound of the same door came from the ring.

He nodded heavily, "Hmm." ”

I don't know what this competition is about, except for the gaps between the battles of other sects, they don't have any free time to restore their aura.

Qin Yu didn't think much about it anymore, and desperately absorbed spiritual energy to fill the empty dantian.

The Ethereal Sect sent another monk here, and after saying his name, he didn't dare to relax his guard, and hurriedly took out his weapon.

This Taoist friend in the Valley of Forgetfulness doesn't look like it, that spear is probably a spiritual weapon, right?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have swept his fellow door out of the ring with the attack of the spear alone, and he was a little envious for a while.

That's a spiritual artifact......! I haven't had it yet.

His weapon is in the shape of a hammer, but unfortunately, the hammer has not yet reached the level of a spiritual weapon.

With a shy pocket, he used the cultivation resources distributed by the sect every month to improve his cultivation, which was not enough for him at all.

This hammer was a stone that he accidentally found when he was out on a mission.

After bringing it back to the Ethereal Sect, he used a very small number of spirit stones to ask the refiner to create it, and this cost him the few spirit stones on his body!

The monk caressed the hammer with affection, stepped his feet firmly into the ground, exerted force on his hind legs, and leaned forward.

"W-hey!"

In an instant, he swung a giant hammer and attacked the monk in the Valley of Forgetfulness, but the dodge he expected did not appear.

Yuan Hong, a monk from the Valley of Forgetfulness, pulled out a thousand catties in twos, picked off the giant hammer with a spear, and instantly seized this opportunity, put away the spear, wrapped up the monk of the Ethereal Sect, and fought with him closely.

Don't look at the Ethereal Sect monk using an iron hammer, but he doesn't follow the training body, he just likes to use huge weapons.

Of course, the main reason is that it is cheaper to cast a hammer from stone. There is no need to remove the impurities in the stone, only need to polish it slightly, and a weapon at hand will become.

If it is made into a sword or a knife, it will take time and energy to remove the impurities in the stone, otherwise the blade will easily break.

The price of making a hammer will be much more expensive than this, and he also has a dream of going to the end of the world with a sword, who doesn't want to make a sword, but he is too poor, and he can only say in his conscience that he likes to use a sledgehammer.

The monk didn't notice it for a while, but Yuan Hong saw the flaw, and slammed into him one after another, and the attack power of each palm seemed to be increasing.

And his huge hammer doesn't play much role in melee attacks at all.

His palms...... Is this building momentum?

He had seen the classics in this area in the Sect's Scripture Pavilion, and after feeling that one palm was stronger than the other, his intuition told him that he would not be wrong.

No, we can't sit back any longer.

If it goes on like this, his combat power will become stronger, and in the end, he really can't resist.

After making a decision, the Ethereal Sect monk abandoned the hammer in his hand and instantly distanced himself from Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong secretly said that it was a pity, as long as he gave him the power of a blow, the momentum of his palm technique would be created.

Because the Ethereal Sect monk made a quick decision and chose to distance himself, his last palm missed, and the previous momentum was interrupted.

Tsukiyoshi watched the battle in the ring, "Hmm...... This disciple is still decisive, but fortunately he retreated quickly, otherwise the winner would have been decided now. ”

Congjing shook his head, "It's unlikely that he can win, at most, it's just to consume some of the spiritual energy of the Forgetful Valley Cultivator." ”

Shanqing also saw it, and after looking at the two disciples of his own sect who went up to compete next, he felt that it was probably not impossible for the monk in the Valley of Forgetfulness to win three games in a row.

As they expected, Yuan Hong deliberately sold a flaw, pretending to be hit by a hammer, pulled the hammer over, and then clapped with the Ethereal Sect monk at close range.

Then, he used the palm technique to build momentum, and the moment the momentum was formed, an invisible qi emanated from the ring, locking the monks of the Ethereal Sect.

A protective formation was set up around the ring, and the battle in the ring would not affect others.

With the mistake of last time, Yuan Hong never gave him a chance again this time, struck him away with a palm, and then picked him off the edge of the ring with a spear.

I have to say that the quality of the Forgetful Valley Monk is not known how many times better than that of the Shinto Sect, even if the other party is not against him, he does not seriously hurt others.

The monks of the Ethereal Sect only felt the qi and blood in their chests surging slightly, but the others were okay and basically did not suffer much damage.

"Thank you for your mercy. ”

Yuan Hong's head.

Although the two of them are both in the middle stage of foundation building, there is still a big difference, like Yuan Hong belongs to the middle and upper level.

The monk who was knocked out of the ring knew that his fellow disciples might also see that he was a monk who practiced physique, but he still couldn't help but remind: "Don't get close to him." ”

Immediately afterward, a female cultivator came up from the Ethereal Sect.

The nun naturally saw the clue, and knew that she couldn't get close to him, and she couldn't fight with him, otherwise she would definitely lose soon.

It may not be very big for her to win the situation, but the main thing for her is not to win him, but to do her best to delay a little longer and drain his aura.

In this way, maybe the next classmate will win over him because of this.

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