"I know that Senior Brother Zhao has the ability, not only killed the Kaizhi Great Demon, but also killed three monks in the late stage of Qi refining, there must be a way to pull me along. ”

Zhao said with a straight face: "I may have that ability, I can't fight for you, I want to improve my cultivation in ten days, what are you dreaming?"

Fu Donglai said embarrassedly: "Actually, it depends on whether Senior Brother Zhao is willing to help me......"

"Oh?"

Fu Donglai's head hung lower, and his voice was almost inaudible: "I heard that Senior Brother Zhao has a powerful magic weapon, I want to ......"

"Impossible!"

Zhao Zhi categorically refused.

Damn, this kid actually got the idea of his own musket.

"You must not mention this again, nothing else can help you, but the musket cannot be given to you. ”

Seeing Fu Donglai's disappointed look, Zhao Xuan said: "In this way, I will formulate a set of tactics for you to ensure that you don't fall into the next fifty ......."

Fu Donglai was overjoyed, and hurriedly came over, the two whispered, and after a while, Fu Donglai happily walked out of Zhao Nao's stone room.

Eight days later.

Zhao Zhi, who was sweating profusely, practiced his knife in the martial arts arena, deliberately did not use the knife intent, and carefully felt the Xuanshi knife in his hand.

Xuanshi is worthy of being one of the hardest materials in the cultivation realm, Zhao Zhi has been polishing it for a whole year, and he has not yet opened the blade, but the tip of the knife is slightly sharper, and it is far from the killing sword that is as thin as a cicada's wings.

Although he was on the right path, Zhao Yuan's sword intent never broke through the five-foot range, Zhao Yuan knew that this was caused by insufficient cultivation, and the most important thing was to feel with his heart, when he could reach the next realm, he could be among the first-class status of the sword.

The fourfold realm of the sword, the sword intent, the condensation, the earth, and the sky. Nie Feichen was already in the small world of Wenyang Mansion in the second level, and there were even several elders in the Xichuan Sword Sect who could reach the realm of opening the earth, while Xie Ting'an was the only one in the realm of opening the heavens two hundred years ago, and only the grandson of the Xuanshi Gongsun Yang in the ancient Qin Emperor period had reached such an achievement.

Comprehending the way of the sword does not rely on diligence and resources, but also on understanding and chance, so even if Zhao Zhi practices the sword again and is diligent, he can only make the sword light a few feet longer, and he will not be able to break through the realm of condensation after all.

Zhao Zhi was not in a hurry, and practiced, refined, and practiced knives step by step every day, and ten days passed quietly.

Within the range of three hundred miles of Xiangshan, there are gradually more people, every day there are monks or flying swords, or take dragon horses to the main peak of Xiangshan, for a while, the Lingxi faction gathered tens of thousands of monks, the voices of the people are boiling, very lively.

As the first major faction in Wenyang Mansion, the Lingxi faction represents the façade of the young students of Wenyang Mansion, which is to be open to the outside world, and hiding and tucking can only be a manifestation of the decline of the sect, so within ten years, the Lingxi faction will open its doors to welcome guests to show the prestige of the great faction.

Each small sect family has seven places, but like the fourth family of Xia Lin Xu Wang, there are more places, and you can bring all your juniors to observe.

The rest of the audience are the direct relatives and friends of the students, even if they are mere mortals, they can also go to the Yuntai and settle down under the guidance of the outer disciples.

Not surprisingly, the parents of every student came, especially Fu Donglai, and more than a dozen uncles and uncles came, and they didn't do business, so they wanted to see the fighting methods of the immortal family.

Only Zhao Zhi is a lonely family, and even Lin Shuiyao's nominal relatives, the Lin family, have housekeepers with more than a dozen juniors.

The main peak of Lingxi obviously can't accommodate so many monks, so Dabi's place is located in Lingxi Valley, one of the three major valleys of Lingxi.

This martial arts arena with a radius of several hundred meters is extremely well-lit and can accommodate tens of thousands of people. The sky is clear, the wind is smooth, and the whole Lingxi Valley shines brightly. Even if the weather is bad, Lingxi Overhaul will use the formation to make this small world clear.

The whole big score is held in three days, the first day is the group stage, a few days ago Lingxi Academy divided the students into groups, to ensure that each group does not let the students who are too high in cultivation get together. There are a total of 50 groups of eight people, and the top four teams can advance to the knockout stage on the second day. There were a total of 405 students, and the five who had a bye had excellent luck and happily entered the knockout round.

Zhao Zhi was assigned to a group that was neither strong nor weak, and his cultivation was the highest level of qi refining, which was equivalent to himself, and there was even a student of the third level of qi refining. In fact, the third layer of qi refining was already at the bottom of the students, and the students thought that they were the servants of a certain family's disciples, and the cultivation resources were insufficient, so they stagnated.

Among the students, there has always been a shady scene of the children of the family snatching the resources of servant learning, and the ten spirit stones every month are all occupied, this is no secret, and the Lingxi faction also turns a blind eye to this, who let you sign a deed of sale for others.

The first round will determine the top 200 students, see the subtle knowledge, usually the inner disciples are selected from the top 200 of this big competition, practice is like this, there is no strong strength as a foundation, if you want to get the merits of the sect for no reason, that is a fool's dream.

The high-level leaders of the Lingxi faction and the masters of the outer sects sat unceremoniously on the high platform in the valley, and the rest of the small factions sat side by side around the martial arts arena, the Lingxi faction was the largest here, so there was no need to be restrained.

"Welcome to my Lingxi Sect to observe the student competition! I am Jing Hong, the deacon of the auditorium!"

The one who presided over the big competition was still Jing Hong, a busy man of the Lingxi faction. Although the sound was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present. Jing Hong was dressed in a blue-white robe, with a bun on his head, a long beard fluttering, and a dusty face, like a fairy.

Zhao Qian snickered in his heart, after all, he was the face of the Lingxi faction, and Jing Hong also put up a shelf to be an old immortal.

"I will preside over the year-end competition of the Lingxi Sect, please keep order while watching the fighting methods, and do not have conflicts, otherwise they will be dealt with according to the precepts of my Lingxi Sect. ”

The words were neither humble nor arrogant, and the monks gradually quieted down, after all, no one in the entire Wenyang Mansion dared to make trouble in the Lingxi Sect.

"This Lingxi student competition, students fight in pairs, they can use any magic weapon, magic weapon, spirit beast, talisman, and even poison, but they are not allowed to use the method of ghost cultivation, and the violator is considered defeated. ”

"The martial arts arena is divided into five areas, and the five fights are carried out at the same time, and the one who kills or stuns the opponent wins. Whoever draws the boundary in the area and knocks the opponent out of the border also wins!"

The monk's sword has no eyes, and even if there is a division commander to take care of him, there will inevitably be casualties, so between the same sect, although there are few killings in the previous big competitions, there will be seriously injured students every time, and even severed limbs and arms.

"Senior Brother Zhao, look at it!"

Fu Donglai pulled Zhao Foot, pointed to the west, and looked over, Zhao Feet' eyes met the fierce battle intent cast by Xia Tenglong's eyes.

The two are dozens of feet apart, but they see it really clearly, and their eyes are fiercely entangled, like a pair of people who are in love for several years-

Xia Tenglong didn't take the students in his group seriously at all, his opponent was not Qi Hongfei who was at the sixth level of qi refining in the same group, nor was he Ma Wentao at the fifth level of qi refining. It's Wang Haoqiong of the Wang family, Cai Xinghe of the Cai family, Lin Shuiyao, and Zhao Nao!

Even Xu Wenbai and Shen Fenglian, who are also children of the family, he didn't pay attention to them at all. When he accused the students, he ridiculed Xu Wenbai for being a brainless and reckless man, and Shen Fenglian was a dry bone in the coffin, which was not worth mentioning at all.

The entire Lingxi Sect students, there are only four of them that Xia Tenglong can see!