Yuan Qing watched quietly from the stage, with Jiang Shangzhen Zhuyu in front, and after fighting with Zhu Ling'er, the "big master" in the foundation building period, the methods of everyone on the stage were lackluster, and after a day, the three of them could still attract his attention, and one of them was the little fat man who went up the mountain together.

The little fat man's surname is Huang Mingshuo, and he seems to be very popular, and many people cheered for him when he came to power. Huang Shuo was holding a pair of bronze maces, wearing gold and silver armor from nowhere, and his slightly chubby figure propped up the armor to swell, quite like the door god on the New Year's painting.

However, he turned out to be a rare "Heavenly Thunder Law Body", and during the battle, his body was full of electric arcs, and one by one the purple thunderbolts with the thickness of his thumb hit the opposite side without the power to fight back, and after a while, he was beaten to the stage with a scorched face.

The other person is a noble son named Su Tianqi, wearing a moon-white robe, with flowers and birds embroidered with gold wire, starry eyebrows and sword eyes, looking luxurious and dusty.

This person is holding a mountain and water folding fan, and there is wind and thunder gushing out between the fans, which is quite powerful, and the gorgeous clothes on his body seem to be a magic weapon of no low quality, and any magic weapon you have magical powers is blocked from three feet away and cannot be close, and its opponent was fanned away by a fan after not holding out for a few rounds.

The last person was a woman with a resolute face named Ye Linglong.

This person relied on his worldly martial arts to reach the pinnacle, and when the opponent was still casting spells, he deceived him into coming, and knocked the opponent unconscious on the stage with a single look. Of course, if you meet a disciple of a family who has two or three magic weapons, it will be difficult for this method to work.

Before noon on the second day, a tall and thin figure stood on the stage, looking as if the victory was in hand.

After Jiang Shangzhen announced the start, Yuan Qing Shi Shiran took the stage.

After saluting each other, they only heard the other side say: "Senior Brother Yuan, your cultivation is not more than the eighth level of Qi cultivation, Senior Brother advises you to abstain and admit defeat, so as not to get up after a while, and accidentally get injured." ”

The people in the audience saw that Yuan Qing only had the cultivation of the seventh or eighth level of Qi cultivation, and they were also discussing, "It is too anxious to participate in the big competition for such cultivation", "Even if you want to have a long knowledge, you don't have to go on stage, and it is not more appropriate to find a senior brother to discuss in private", and even Jiang Shangzhen said a few words of persuasion: "Senior Brother Yuan, if your cultivation is insufficient, you must not be strong for a while." ”

Yuan Qing turned a deaf ear to the discussion in the audience, smiled at Jiang Shang's truth, and said lightly: "Please also ask Senior Brother Zhang's subordinates to be merciful." ”

When Zhang Rui heard this faint tone, he didn't seem to take himself seriously at all, the ruthless color in his eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, three fireballs roared, and then summoned a pair of short sticks, pinching the spirit trick in his hand, and the short sticks flipped in the air and gave birth to heavy stick shadows, followed violently.

Yuan Qing just made many attacks miss with just a slight movement of his body, and a few flashes deceived him into approaching. Seeing this, Zhang Rui snorted coldly, holding a short stick, the red light in his palm was faint, and the body of the stick suddenly became yellow, and two stick shadows that were three points thicker than Fang Cai smashed down towards Yuan Qing's head and face.

It seemed that the wind was blowing, and the shadow of the stick was scattered with the wind like gravel, and Zhang Rui also flew out as if he had been knocked down by a heavy blow, and was about to struggle to get up, but he saw an emerald green wooden sword on his shoulder, and Yuan Qing's faint voice came from his ears: "Senior Brother Zhang, you lost." ”

There was an uproar in the audience, and Jiang Shangzhen also announced with surprise: "Yuan Qing, win!"

Yuan Qing walked off the stage, his face was still indifferent with no sadness or joy, and he found a secluded place to sit quietly and prepare to watch the battle, and the nearby disciples all looked him up and down in surprise.

After Zhang Rui stepped down, he left in a hurry, his eyes full of horror.

The next few fights were almost one-sided, and the disciples of the family easily beat the mortal disciples without the power to resist with the advantage of magic weapons, except for a young man named Leng Yan.

Leng Yan was the leader of the three martial arts children back then, and the martial arts moves he used seemed to be in the same vein as Feng Xifeng, but his immersion in the Five Elements Spells was much deeper than his.

used wood and fire to cooperate with Paiyun's palm to easily break the opponent's high-grade magic weapon, and then beat it out of the field with one palm, and he didn't even use the magic weapon in the whole process.

The opponent of the third yen Qing is named Zhao Dongyan, who should have seen Yuan Qing's performance yesterday, and immediately slapped a water-blue talisman on his body during the battle, and a layer of blue shield instantly protected it, and then sacrificed a golden and exquisite pagoda, and the bottom of the tower emitted a beam of golden light, which instantly fixed Yuan Qing in place, and then the tower body smashed with the momentum of Mount Tai.

After Yuan Qing was fixed in shape, he took out the Lingmu Sword unhurriedly, and with a stroke of his hand, the golden light was torn out like a brocade, and after the figure flashed out, it was another sword, and the silver sword qi was surging and dimmed the spiritual light of the Linglong Tower, and the mental connection with Zhao Dongyan was cut off together.

Zhao Dongyan hurriedly took out a fiery red flying sword magic weapon, and before he could urge the enemy, he saw a round of silver crescent moon slashing on the shield, but with a breath of effort, the silver moon flew through the shield and stuck to the right side of the body, and the fierce sword qi hidden in it pierced straight into the bones, and the whole body was cold.

The shield was reduced to a spirit rune and fell to the ground, and Yuan Qing's faint voice came: "Senior Brother Zhao, do you want to fight again?"

Zhao Dongyan was suddenly excited when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Yuan's swordsmanship is sharp, Zhao thinks that he is far behind, and he is willing to admit defeat!" After speaking, he put away the magic weapon and stepped down.

Yuan Qing also put away his sword and stepped down, and the people watching the battle in the audience were silent, Su Tianqi and other players had solemn faces, and even Jiang Shangzhen looked at Yuan Qing with some respect.

"Senior Brother Xu, with this son's full strength, even if it can't be compared to the blow of the foundation building period monk, it's about the same, right?" asked the white-haired old man in the consular room sitting next to Xu Jingtian.

"Not bad. The sword cultivation vein is really unparalleled in killing power. Xu Jingtian nodded slightly and said.

After the Yuan and Qing dynasties, there was a contest between two female cultivators, one named Su Ziyi, wearing an indigo palace dress, wearing a golden hairpin, with autumn waves in her eyes, and her face resembling a peach blossom;

At the beginning of the competition, Li Yu took the initiative to admit defeat and quit, looking at Su Ziyi's expression, he looked like he took it for granted. The disciples in the audience talked a lot, but the few people in the know were silent.

Soon the third day of the competition ended, and the top six who advanced were: Huang Shuo, Su Tianqi, Leng Yan, Yuan Qing, Ye Linglong, Su Ziyi, and the six immediately drew lots to determine the order of the battle. Yuan Qing played the first game against Su Ziyi, Su Tianqi played the second game against Huang Shuo, and Leng Yan played the third game against Ye Linglong.

After the results came out, Su Ziyi looked Yuan Qing up and down carefully a few times, snorted lightly, and then left. Yuan Qing just didn't see it, and returned to the bamboo house by himself.

At noon the next day, when Yuan Qing arrived at the square, everyone looked at him together, and their eyes were puzzled, worshipped, aweed, and hated.

Yuan Qing didn't expect such a scene, he was stunned for a moment, and then bowed, and everyone hurriedly returned the salute when they saw this.

got into the ring, and saw that Su Tianqi and Su Ziyi were still talking about something offstage, but Su Ziyi had an impatient expression on her face.

After Jiang Shangzhen came to power, Su Ziyi came to the stage and looked at Yuan Qing with contempt and disdain.

With a "start", Su Ziyi immediately slapped two talismans on his body, one of which Yuan Qing recognized, it was the King Kong talisman, and the other was verdant and extraordinary, and the two layers of shields instantly protected it tightly.

Then the woman sat down cross-legged on the same place, took out a black ring ruler, pinched the trick and recited the mantra, and the spiritual light on her body flashed.

Yuan Qing was about to use his sword to break his spirit rune, when he suddenly noticed a powerful spiritual pressure rising from the black ruler, and it was getting stronger and stronger. I saw the black ruler rise into the air, and a ruler shadow with a length of a foot and a width of three feet appeared on it, paused slightly, and the momentum of portable thunder shot down on Yuan Qing's head.

Yuan Qing didn't care about anything else, concentrating, the spirit wood sword rose in the air, a layer of silver Zhang'er sword shadow wrapped on it, the sword pointed a little, the spirit sword broke through the air, and rushed straight to the black ruler.

When the two met, there was a loud bang, and then a wave of qi broke out, and those who were not cultivating enough in the audience were swept back a few steps by the wave of qi, and then looked up with a look of horror on their faces.

The sword shadow and ruler shadow on the stage exchanged slashes and made a piercing "zizi" sound, and they were stalemate for a while.

Yuan Qing sighed lightly when he saw this, and then the silver light on his body burst out, and the sword shadow in the air skyrocketed by two points, only to hear a muffled sound, the giant sword penetrated the ruler shadow, and the black ruler fell to the ground and bounced twice before there was no response.

At the same time, Su Ziyi on the other side spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then regardless of the injury, he hurriedly took out two stones, one red and one blue, and held them in his hands, staring at the silver giant sword with his eyes.

The giant sword castrated non-stop, heading straight for Su Ziyi, and the two layers of shields were slashed open like papier-mâché, and then the sword shadow dissipated, and a three-foot wooden sword stopped three inches above his head.

Yuan Qing walked up to Su Ziyi and asked lightly, "Can you admit defeat?"

Su Ziyi had blood on the corner of her mouth but said with a smile: "Yuan Qing, you can't kill me, and you can't beat me!" I am the eldest granddaughter of the Su family, and I am the blood of the ancestor, if you admit defeat at this moment, I can recommend it to the elders of the family, with your swordsmanship in the Su family, the identity of a guest is more than enough, and when the time comes, with the help of my Su family, it is not impossible to build a foundation and tie the Dan, you ......" Before he finished speaking, Yuan Qing popped out a sword wind and knocked out of the ring and fell to the ground.

Someone around quickly helped her up, only to see that her hair was scattered, her clothes were disheveled, and she was extremely embarrassed.

"Yuan Qing, the enmity that blocks the road is not shared! You wait for me!" After speaking, he shook off the crowd, turned around and left. Before leaving, he glanced back at Yuan Qing again, and it was full of resentment.

Yuan Qing had an indifferent expression from beginning to end, only frowning slightly in his last sentence.

Just as he was about to go down, Su Tianqi came to the front of the stage and arched his hand and said: "The sister is young, and the family is arrogant, and she is used to being arrogant, so she speaks falsely and loses her manners, so please forgive Brother Yuan." ”

"Brother Su is serious, but if he competes with the same class, Yuan will not take it to heart. After speaking, he bowed his hand slightly and stepped off the stage.

Su Tianqi wanted to speak and stopped, took a deep look at Yuan Qing's back, and turned around and stepped down.

The eyes of the disciples who looked at Yuan Qing were already full of awe, and when they saw him coming, they all took the initiative to avoid him, bowed down and saluted, and called him "Senior Brother Yuan".

Yuan Qing was also very kind to return the salute one by one, and his footsteps kept going straight to the back mountain.

"It's a good one. Xu Jingtian muttered to himself, his eyes full of relief.

After returning to the bamboo house, Yuan Qing took out the Lingmu sword, only to see that the sword body was covered with fine cracks, and the surface was wrapped in a layer of imperceptible silver. The silver light dissipated, and with a crisp sound, the spirit sword turned into sawdust and rained down.

After a soft sigh of "sigh......", Yuan Qing swept the sawdust out of the house with his sleeves, and then entered the fixed realm.

On the last day of Dabi, there were three people standing on the stage, namely Yuan Qing, Su Tianqi and Leng Yan.

Jiang Shangzhen came up with a bamboo tube and was about to draw lots, when Su Tianqi suddenly said, "Senior Brother Jiang, there is no need to draw lots." Su Mou thinks that the two of us have no chance of winning against Senior Brother Shangyuan, I wonder if Brother Leng thinks so?"

Yuan Qing was not shocked on the surface after hearing this, and he looked like he had already knew, but his heart was full of suspicions, and he didn't know what this Su Tianqi was going to do.

Leng Yan was stunned when he heard this, thought for a moment, and then nodded happily. Su Tianqi continued: "The first name is naturally Senior Brother Yuan's, as for the second place, Senior Brother Leng, if you are willing to take the initiative to admit defeat, Su Mou promises to build a successful foundation and will do his best to help you." ”

Leng Yan sneered: "Hmph, there is no basis for empty words, how can you win the trust of others? Besides, how can you conclude that Leng will lose?"

Su Tianqi smiled slightly, took out a verdant talisman and the black ruler that Su Ziyi used yesterday and said: "The name of the talisman is alive, it is a primary-level high-grade talisman, and the ruler name is Xuan, which is the best magic weapon." If Brother Leng is conceited and can break this talisman in a short period of time with a low-level magic blade, so that Su Mou will not have time to sacrifice the Xuan Ruler, he can give it a try. ”

Leng Yan's eyes flashed, and when he was thinking about it, a golden light flashed, and what he grabbed in his hand was a golden wooden token, with a big seal engraved with the word "Su".

"This is my Su family's guest token, and if Brother Leng agrees, this talisman will also be presented. Brother Leng is still young, and with this talisman, it is presumable that even if the next Dabi does not meet characters such as Brother Yuan, the first name should be in the bag. At that time, there is no need for the Su family to help, and Brother Leng can build a foundation. What does Brother Leng think?"

Leng Yan took the token and looked at it for a moment, then put it away, and then said to Jiang Shangzhen: "Disciple abstained. ”

Su Tianqi smiled with satisfaction, stretched out his hand, and the talisman flew towards Leng Yan lightly. Leng Yan put away the talisman, bowed his hand to Su Tianqi and left.

Su Tianqi nodded slightly towards Jiang Shangzhen, who stepped forward and announced: "Yuan Qing is the first name, and Su Tianqi is second." ”

Xu Jingtian floated down, raised his hand and a sandalwood box, which was Tsukidan. Su Tianqi put the box away, bowed and left, leaving with all the disciples.

"Yuan Qing, you are very good, you have lived up to your grandfather's hard work. Xu Jingtian said with great satisfaction.

"Senior Brother Xu praised it, thank you for taking care of me in the past few years. Yuan Qing replied respectfully

Xu Jingtian waved his hand: "I didn't do anything, this is all the result of your hard work." Do you want to know when to go?"

"The disciple is alone, and he can do it at any time. ”

"You don't have to be too impatient, so let's go to the Scripture Pavilion to find me in three days, it is not easy to build a foundation, and you will adjust your body and mind in the next few days. ”

"Thank you, brother, for mentioning. If nothing else, the disciple will retire first. ”

"Go ahead. ”

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Three days later, Yuan Qing and Xu Jingtian stood in front of the Zangjing Pavilion. Xu Jingtian waved his hand to release the spirit boat, and the two got on the boat one after another, and the flying boat turned into a brown rainbow and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.