Qianxue broke Lan Mei's illusion and asked, "How can I pass the selection?"

Lan Mei said with a smile: "The selection method is very simple, it is to compete in the ring, as long as you can rank in the top ten, you can pass the selection." ”

"Then how do you enter the palace of the Mistress?"

"Then it's just a matter of luck. After the selection is completed, the master mother will ask the other elders to choose two first, and the last two can enter the master mother's palace. ”

Qianxue was a little big-headed, so the element of luck was too big, and it was difficult for her to grasp it, so she asked, "Do you have any safe ways?"

Lan Mei lowered her head and thought for a long time before she said, "There are ways to say that it is safer." In recent years, Elder Shui has tended to recruit good monks with fire attribute exercises, and Elder Shui is the only elder who has no prejudice against human monks, and he is also very close to the master mother. If it's a fire attribute exercise that my sister happens to make, you might as well give it a try. ”

Qian Xue's eyes lit up, with her current cultivation, it was still very simple to imitate the fire attribute exercises.

She got what she wanted to know, so she took her leave and said, "Lan Mei, this is the end of our deal." ”

When Lan Mei heard this, she felt lost in her heart, Qianxue's words were very clear, that is, there was no friendship between them, and they should not go to her if they encountered difficulties in the future.

However, she also understands that she can't rely too much on others in everything, and the most important thing is that her own strength can be strong, so she has concentrated on cultivation since then, not mentioning it for the time being.

It is said that after Qianxue left Lan Mei's home, she walked to a slightly remote place, and after sensing that there was no one around, her heart moved, forming a ball of fire attribute mana in her body, and her body also began to emit spiritual power fluctuations, and she cultivated to the appearance of the early stage of foundation building.

Since she wants to participate in the selection, she can't show too strong strength, and listening to Lan Mei say that the monks on the ground are generally only in the early stage of foundation building, so she shouldn't cause people to think about it.

Thinking that there were still ten days left on the day of the selection, she slipped into the gray realm while no one else noticed her, and played leisurely for ten days, and by the way, she chose a high-level fire attribute technique on the shop in her territory: Dragon Yan.

Once the dragon flame exercise is successful, a dragon-like fire dragon will appear, and if it is given to the fire dragon, it will attack the enemy on its own.

This fire dragon condensed by mana has a very high energy, and once it is entangled in it, no matter how good the spirit weapon is, it will be wiped out. The most amazing thing is that it can also cast spells to target enemies.

With Qianxue's ability, it is effortless to learn the Dragon Yan Technique, and it will be mastered in less than an hour, and the fire dragon displayed is only strong and not weak.

As for the spirit weapon, considering that the Yu Clan seemed to be full of forests, and there should be no other metallic materials, she decided to use the Qingling Sword she had obtained from the Aoki Realm.

The shoes should be weak in the wind, so no one should be able to find out what is special about her.

On the day of registration, she quietly returned to the territory of the Yu Clan. When she came to the registration location, to her surprise, she happened to be the fiftieth applicant.

The method of selecting monks of the Yu clan is a little different, the fifty monks who sign up first are the champions, and the rest of the monks do not need to sign up, they only need to choose one of the challenges, the winner is the new champion, and the loser can continue to challenge when he steps down.

Of course, in order to ensure fairness, the champion must rest a stick of incense after each game before the next fight, and he can drink a bottle of spiritual liquid prepared by the Feather Clan before the fight to help him restore his mana to its peak state.

And those challengers are not treated so well, once they fail, if they want to challenge again, they will have to recover their spiritual power on their own, and they have to weigh it carefully.

Therefore, although the ring fight will last for ten days, the number of challenges for each monk is actually not much, except for those who are rich. But then again, if you're wealthy, why bother to participate in the selection?

Many monks don't want to be the champion from the beginning, in that case, no matter how powerful they are, if they fight too many times, they will be found flawed, and it will be difficult to support them for ten days.

Qianxue naturally doesn't care, this level of fighting is a piece of cake for her.

With Qianxue's registration, after the champion is gathered, the fighting method officially begins.

The venue is surrounded by nearly 100 giant trees, and the ring is built on the trunk of the giant tree, which is paved flat with wooden planks, and the ring is surrounded by powerful formations to ensure that the monk's spells will not spread to the outside.

On the front of the ring are engraved several large characters, representing the name of the ringmaster.

The person presiding over the selection was a delicate Feather Clan monk, and Qianxue recognized her as one of the two Feather Clan monks at the beginning.

"Let's go!" she ordered, and began the annual ring competition.

A full hour passed, but no one stepped forward to challenge. There were many figures on the ground, moving around very frequently, and they seemed to be weighing which one was better.

After a few more hours, finally sporadically someone came on the field to challenge, and the scene finally became hot.

Qianxue ushered in her first battle, and her opponent was a female cultivator like her, wearing a red dress and long hair fluttering, extremely beautiful.

But his face was so serious that he didn't say hello as soon as he came up, so he took out a blood-red long sword, aimed at Qianxue is sword and stabbed it, and the speed was extremely fast.

Qianxue understands the rules here, once the challenger steps into the ring, the fight starts by default, and there is really no need to say hello.

She saw that the red-clothed woman cultivated the sword very quickly, and her body technique was faster, and she was already less than three feet away from her in an instant, so she didn't dare to be careless, and she also took out her Qingling Sword to face it head-on.

Although she could easily slap the red-clothed nun away with one palm, it would reveal her unique cultivation, and she didn't plan to do so until she had investigated her senior sister's affairs clearly.

Qian Xue planned to keep a hand, but the red-clothed female cultivator didn't have this idea, she saw that Qian Xue dared to parry head-on, and sneered in her heart, her sword is a superb spiritual weapon, sharp to the extreme, and ordinary spiritual weapons are basically unable to parry.

Under the deliberate guidance of the two swords, the tips of the swords collided at great speed, only to hear the sound of "dang", and the two of them took a few steps back at the same time, but they were quite equal.

The red-clothed nun was stunned and said, "What kind of sword are you?"

"Qingling Sword. Qianxue said truthfully.

"Come again!" the red-clothed nun shouted, raising her sword and stabbing again.

This time, her body turned sharply, and in an instant, she was behind Qianxue, attacking Qianxue's back.

Qianxue was taken aback by her ghostly body technique, the body movement of the red-clothed female cultivator seemed to be secretly in line with the gossip direction, and she was elusive, if she was an ordinary monk, she was afraid that it would be difficult to dodge this move.

Qianxue is naturally different from ordinary monks, although she suppresses her cultivation, her understanding of heaven and earth is not comparable to that of ordinary monks, and nothing within a radius of ten zhang can escape her eyes.

Therefore, although her body didn't have time to turn around, she raised her right hand and stabbed her backhand back, and the two swords collided again, making a loud "dang" sound.