It's March again, and the recent getaway has been a lot more noisy than before.

"Hell, have you signed up?"

As soon as Mo Ghost came back from the deacon hall, he saw that a few people had just finished sparring, and Qin Yifan turned his head and asked her.

"Well, it's over. ”

A few days ago, when she started to register for the Outer Gate Competition, she was impacting the twelfth layer of Qi refining, and she only went to register when she went out of the customs today, and there were three days to start the competition.

At this point, the first team has entered the twelfth layer of qi refining, except for Wu Yan.

"Little monk, how about it, give me a hundred spirit stones obediently. ”

Before, after Qin Yifan entered the twelfth layer, there were only the two of them, and at that time, he made a bet that whoever would give the other party a hundred spirit stones in the end. She hadn't seen the shadow of this monk since she advanced last night until this morning, and if she caught him this time, she must bring this spirit stone back.

"I didn't say no, what kind of tone do you have. Wu's face drooped, and she slowly took out a hundred spirit stones from the storage bag in her hand, which reminded her of the sloth she had seen in her previous life.

"This spirit stone is just good-looking. ”

Mo Ghost's sighing tone and underbeaten expression all made the teeth itch without anger.

"Sooner or later I'm going to win it back!"

"Let's see if you have the brain. "Mo Ghost is not afraid at all, he has never been afraid of anyone more than his brain, "But I think you should raise your cultivation to the twelfth layer first." ”

The little monk was annoyed and ashamed, but he still had nothing to say, and made a grimace and went back to his room.

"Don't tease him. ”

"Yifan, how can you say that, I'm urging him to cultivate. ”

"Then I'll urge you, let's practice. Lin Shuyao walked over and pulled her to the clearing.

Mo Ghost's originally proud face collapsed instantly.

I was forced to practice for half an hour, and I was completely wilted, and today is another day of beating.

It's not that she destroys her own morale, it's more profound than spiritual power, no one is deep, it's more powerful than swordsmanship, no one is strong, not to mention that she still hasn't cultivated sword qi, which is already a big miracle in Xiaoyao. All sides are crushed, and the opposite side does not leak flaws, and does not give a chance at all.

"Don't worry, brother, I'm covering you, if you win the team competition, I'll take you to the world!" Shen Kongming saw that she was depressed, "You are not a solo type." ”

"I'm thinking about a question, why did you say that Xiaoyao let me pass in the first place? Is it that they have discovered something with their discerning eyes, waiting for me to experience it myself. ”

"It's daytime, let's dream again at night!"

"Eh, what can I do. Mo Ghost's worried eyebrows knotted.

"I said you're also strange, why do you cast spells the same way, how do you practice it's a second of charging time? ”

Hearing this, Mo Ghost's heart was even more congested.

People's cultivation time and effect are linear, there is a reward for paying, her time and effect are logarithmicly distributed, and the feelings are saturated to a certain extent!

Mo Ghost learned from the pain, no longer doing useless struggles, but thinking about how to win.

Winning doesn't mean you're the strongest, and fighting also requires brains.

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In the mood of anxiety, nervousness, or excitement, the outer door Dabi finally slowly opened the curtain.

This time the big score is an individual competition and a team competition, and the top three can represent the sect to participate in the exchange meeting of the disciples of each sect, and get the reward of leisure, and enter the Galaxy Tower one more time.

For example, if you are a free disciple, you can get the right to enter once when you enter the foundation building period, but it is only one layer, that is, where the exercises are. And this time the reward is to enter the second floor of the Galaxy Tower, where the various weapons are located, it is said that those who have been lucky enough to enter have obtained the spirit treasure, even if the grade is not so high, it is extremely suitable for themselves.

This opportunity is not unprecious, and many people squeeze their heads to get in once.

Dabi first conducted the individual competition, and a total of 318 Qi refining disciples signed up to participate in the individual competition this time, including 69 outer disciples of the same session of Mo Ghost Ghost, 13 radish heads left over from the previous session, and 236 miscellaneous disciples.

The MEmu will be divided into two parts: the preliminary round and the final round according to the number of applicants, and the specific number of participants is related to the number of participants each time.

In this competition, everyone will be divided into six groups in the preliminary round, and seven disciples from each group will enter the final round. And in order to prevent the strongest disciples from meeting too early, Xiaoyao will select the best six disciples according to the performance of each disciple and divide them into various groups.

Among the disciples of this session, Shen Kongming, Huo Zijun and Jiang Yingxiang are impressively listed, and Zhao Ke and Wu Gou, who came to Xiaoyao in the last session, are also on the list, the strength of these two has been shown in actual combat, and the last one is beyond everyone's expectations, is a miscellaneous disciple, named Guo Beiheng, before the announcement of Xiaoyao, even many outer disciples did not know about his existence.

"What is the origin of this person?" Shen Kongming looked at Guo Beiheng among the six, with a question on his face.

"Miscellaneous disciples. "Mo Ghost doesn't care much, she is in Wu Hook's group, bless her not to touch Wu Hook.

"How did a miscellaneous disciple get on the list?"

Mo Ghost frowned, "What are you talking about? Don't underestimate others." ”

"What's the matter, forget it, don't mention him, I'm in a group with Shu Yao, don't run into each other in advance. ”

"The two of you are five or five open, Shu Yao's strength is definitely in the top few, I don't know why I didn't make the list. ”

"I'm just dissatisfied with Xiaoice, no better than that Guo Beiheng. ”

"It's not a matter of words, there's always a chance to meet, not to mention that I don't care if I'm on the list, I can play two more games and practice. ”

Lin Shuyao happened to come back and interjected when he heard this.

"That's it, you don't have to worry about her, how worried about me are?"

Mo Ghost has a sad face, even Lin Shuyao can't enter the top six, so what does she have to do?

"I watched your group, except for Wu Gou, Brother Ren Xuan, and Luo Yanqiu, you can beat them all, it's already good. Qin Yifan also had a bitter face, "I am in a group with Huo Zijun, and there are many people who are worthy of the number in the first few names." ”

Hmmm... This is also true, Huo Zijun's group known as the group of death, with Qin Yifan as a comparison, he is lucky to be like this.

Just as everyone frantically learned about the information of the members of the group, the day flew by.

Early in the morning of the second day, Mo Ghost came to Dabi's square, the No. 5 ring. After entering the square, she was separated from the others, and now they didn't know any of them well.

Fortunately, it didn't take too long to wait, and several presiding Zhenjun arrived soon.

There was still an acquaintance in the No. 5 ring, and the iconic flask was almost recognizable to the casual disciples.

Mo Ghost knows that Yuanying Zhenjun has the task of teaching disciples, presumably these familiar Zhenjun are all taking on tasks, and they can only see them frequently in the past few years. Looking at the next door, Leng Feng Zhenjun on the left was expressionless, and Ning Hongyan Zhenjun on the right was full of impatience, in comparison, he was still good here, and people should know how to be content.

"Okay, it's all here, I won't say much about the rules, let's get started!"

Hearing this, Mo Ghost's heartbeat was a beat faster, wonderful, it had just begun.

Depending on the grouping, there are fifty-three people in each group, and two will play against the winner to advance to the next round. Among them, Wu Hook of this group does not have to participate in the first two games, and directly participates in the third round of the competition. That is, there are twenty-six people left in the first round and thirteen people in the second round. Together with Wu Gou, the third round was contested, and the remaining seven entered the finals.

Fifty-two wooden plaques with the names of the disciples were hung on the stone slabs next to the ring, randomly selected by Kuyan Zhenjun, and the two people whose names were pointed out competed together.

The first person to win the lottery was Luo Yanqiu, and the opponent was a miscellaneous disciple, who had only refined qi at the seventh level, and had just reached the standard for registration. Speaking of which, Luo Yanqiu is also a person with a name, the Wood Fire Twin Spirit Root, ranked ninth in the entry test, and now the twelfth layer of Qi refining, no matter how you look at it, they are all people in the first echelon.

The miscellaneous disciple's name was Chen Yu, and he obviously knew about this person, and his face turned pale after he went up.

The two sides saluted, and under the order of Kuyan Zhenjun, the competition began.

Luo Yanqiu is a magic cultivator, but the weapons he uses are three small and delicate fire-attribute flying swords, and they are also high-grade magic weapons depending on the grade. At this time, under his control, hanging in the air in front of him, each sword was still wrapped with flames, which was enough to see that the strength of his divine sense was not weak.

The miscellaneous disciple on the opposite side was holding a sword in his hand, but he didn't know if it was a pure sword cultivation or a Fa cultivation using a sword as a weapon.

In the ring, the miscellaneous disciple was the first to strike, and the moment he advanced, Luo Yanqiu's flying sword also moved, and for a moment he only heard the sonorous sound of the collision between swords. The miscellaneous disciple's unexpected footwork is not bad, this footwork can be seen to be of a high grade, presumably this disciple is also from a family, after all, what he is holding in his hand is also a high-grade magic weapon.

But these are only auxiliary means for monks, and flaws will always be revealed over time.

Luo Yanqiu is not a reckless character, after gradually adapting to the rhythm of the other party, he accelerated the pace of attack, and the three flying swords cooperated with each other, hitting the other party in a hurry.

In just a quarter of an hour, the battle was over on stage.

Luo Yanqiu's wooden card continued to remain on the bluestone slab, while the opponent's wooden card was removed.

Mo Ghost noticed that the disciple walked off the stage in a daze, and his steps were a little vain. Maybe it's the dissatisfaction with today's performance, maybe it's the disappointment of not making it to the next round, and the edge of the ring is red-eyed.

But in the end, there is only one opportunity, and if you lose it, there will be no more.

"Mo ghost, Hu Ying. ”

Hearing his name, Mo Ghost reflexively shook it, and instantly came back to his senses, and there was no time to be sad.

Jumping into the ring, I saw that the opposite side turned out to be a female cultivator.

Judging by the color of his clothes, he is also a miscellaneous disciple, and now he is at the eleventh level of qi refining.

Mo Ghost saluted and took out the Wood Spirit Sword, but what he didn't expect was that the female cultivator on the opposite side also took out a sword, but it was a medium-grade magic weapon, water attribute.

"Let's go. ”

Hearing this order, Mo Ghost raised the spirit sword and made a momentum. Almost at the same time as the other side moved, he also acted.