I don't know what kind of tragic past she has, but as friends, they don't want her to carry everything alone.

They should stand side by side, advancing and retreating together.

Even, they want to protect her, so that she doesn't have to walk so hard in the future.

After the three of them discussed again, Chang Ling reluctantly agreed, and the final battle would depend on the situation to decide who would play, but Chang Ling, who had cultivated two rounds of competition at that time, was confident that he was the one in the best condition.

Fu Ning and Gu Siyu reluctantly agreed to Chang Ling's request to play in the first round, and still stuffed her with a large handful of various talismans, and even Gu Siyu proposed to let his spirit beast Xiaobai help in the battle, Chang Ling naturally refused.

The rules do not allow it.

After discussing it, the three of them agreed to meet in the inner city of the Immortal League in three days, and then dispersed to prepare.

After Chang Ling returned to the small courtyard, he first investigated Abi's situation, and there was still no sign of him waking up.

It seems that it is not possible to ask Ah Bi about the origin of those people's exercises and other information during the competition.

You can't use life-saving spirit grass either.

It's really up to her alone.

From the departure of the falling moon to the continuous reduction of the number of spirit grasses in the storage artifact, she knew that this day would come sooner or later, and there was always a way for her to walk alone.

She sorted out the spirit treasures brought out from the secret realm of the corpse, and used one or two of them, so that she could use words like those borrowed from Elder Hongrao to fool the past, and any Condensing Realm monk was armed with spirit treasures all over her body, and others would not find out that she had ghosts.

A long sword in her hand, plus a piece of close-fitting soft armor, was all the spiritual treasures she was ready to carry.

The name of this long sword refined by the star rail is called the Abyss Sacrifice, there is still a gap on the hilt, Chang Ling tried to fill it with a medium-grade spirit stone, the attack of this Abyss Sacrifice Sword will be attached to the 'serious injury' effect, as long as the skin and flesh are broken by this Abyss Sacrifice Sword, his own state will continue to decline, including but not limited to losing his fighting spirit, mental fatigue and so on.

This can be extremely deadly in a life-and-death battle.

It's just that a medium-grade spirit stone can only support the effect of the Yuan Sacrifice Sword attaching for a quarter of an hour, and as for the lower-grade spirit stone, there is no reaction when it is put in.

I don't know what kind of treasure it has to be to make this sword have such an effect for a long time.

Every time the same person competes, you need to consume a medium-grade spirit stone, if you lose, you are sorry for the spirit stone!

The Yuan Sacrifice Sword that has not yet been filled with spirit stones is a low-grade spirit treasure, the sword is three feet and seven inches long, extremely sharp, but it is extremely light in the hand.

As for that soft armor, it was also a low-grade spirit treasure, which could withstand Chang Ling's full blow, and Chang Ling couldn't help but praise it a few points.

After wearing it on the person, it is injected with spiritual power, and the defensive formation engraved on the spirit treasure is stimulated, and the attributes will be further improved.

Coupled with the strength of Chang Ling's physical body, she was confident that she could withstand most attacks.

There were still three days before the start of the first round of the competition, Chang Ling ran the Ling Feng Body Method from beginning to end several times, and the Imperial Envoy Yuan Sacrifice Sword flew quietly in the small courtyard, and the sword qi was attached to it, which was a sharp edge that was difficult to hide.

Grinding guns in battle, not fast and light.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye in Chang Ling's concentrated cultivation.

Early in the morning, the bustling streets of Qingzhou in the past were a little colder.

The Qingshan Academy's promotion re-examination competition is allowed to be watched by monks in the city.

This is a good time for the monks of the Open Pulse Realm to look up to their predecessors, the monks of the Condensing Realm to learn some skills, and the monks of the Jindan Yuan Infant Realm to see if they can find a disciple who inherits the mantle.

After Chang Ling and Fu Ning and Gu Siyu rounded, the three of them rushed to the Xianmeng martial arts arena, which was divided into multiple areas, and in addition to being able to conduct multiple games at the same time, it could also accommodate tens of thousands of spectators.

A huge gold list was pasted outside the martial arts arena.

They found their names without much difficulty.

In the fourth game of the Xianmeng martial arts field, Fu Ning, Chang Ling, and Gu Siyu played against Jiuhua, Chen Yu, and Luo Tianyi.

The three of them walked into the Ding area of the martial arts arena according to the signs, and the high competition platform was surrounded in the middle, and there were dense figures on the side.

Countless monks squeezed their heads, trying to step forward to see every minute of the competition.

Of course, there were a few Jindan Realm monks sitting at the front, and behind them were a group of Condensing Realm monks sitting upright, and as for the bustling people on the periphery, they were naturally all Open Pulse Realm monks.

The participants in the competition had separate seats, and Chang Ling and his party were the latest to come, and they inevitably attracted everyone's attention as soon as they walked over.

They didn't restrain their spiritual power cultivation aura, and after being sensed by others, there were a few bursts of laughter in the air, but they still sat in their seats without changing their faces, and even Fu Ning smiled at the people around them.

Like a noble lady who came out to parade the streets and gestured to the people who loved her.

It didn't take long for a middle-aged man wearing the uniform robe of the Immortal League to walk in.

The Xianmeng has a uniform costume, an aqua blue robe, and the color of the belt distinguishes the identity.

The belt of the Open Pulse Realm monk is white, the belt of the Condensing Realm monk is yellow, the belt of the Jindan Realm monk is red, and the belt of the Yuanying Realm monk is purple.

Everyone present must have such a robe, but few of them actually wear it, after all, beauty is also something that the monk needs to care about.

This man's belt is red, and the overseers sent by the Immortal Alliance in the first round of the competition are all Jindan Realm monks, and as the competition progresses round by round, the power of the Yuan Infant Realm will appear.

He walked to the center of the competition platform and said in a loud voice: "I am Luo Shuiyi, the superintendent of today's competition, have all the members of each group arrived?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, he continued: "Please send the two groups of participants to the test table in the first match, the competition will be held on this stage, and the competition time is limited to one hour. ”

The competition between the cultivators of the Condensing Realm often did not involve complex spell formations, and an hour was already an extremely tolerant time limit.

There was no forbidden space on the test bench, and the monks were allowed to fly in mid-air, but in order to prevent one side from deliberately avoiding fighting and delaying time through flying and so on, such a rule was established.

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of several monks sitting beside Chang Ling changed.

After the rules were read, the two sides of the first competition had already stood on the test table.

The first two people to go up, one was an old man with a stiff body and white beard, and the other was a middle-aged man dressed in black with gloomy eyebrows.

Luo Shuiyi's 'start' had just shouted, and the two sides moved instantly.