Three-fifths of the time passed, all the contestants in the ninth group began to sweat on their foreheads, their breathing became heavier, and the power of the True Yuan was consumed too much, making everyone feel unsustainable.

The second little silverfish controlled by Gu Qingliu had already crossed two-thirds of the sink, the second small silverfish moved by Sikong Nana and Ding Feng had already set off, Zhong Xingmin was in sixth place among the nine players, the little silverfish had just crossed half of the position, and there were two players in front of him who were slightly faster than him, two players from the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Lingyun Sect.

The ninth group was the best group since the start of the competition, and it was confirmed that four people had passed the competition just over half of the time, which was a great encouragement for the players who had not yet participated in the competition.

The enthusiasm of the players who have already participated in the competition has also been mobilized, and the players who have qualified for the Sprint mainly focus on Gu Qingliu, Sikong Nana and Ding Feng, who are leading in the ninth group, because these three people have performed better than all the previous players, and they will be everyone's biggest threat in the Sprint.

The eliminated players also regained some of their vitality at this time, desperately cheering for the three players who were ranked fourth, fifth or sixth, and had the hope of qualifying for the sprint, as if they were pinning their unfinished business on them.

Starting from the ninth group, Yan Bingshi and Ryazan's people were about to enter the competition one after another, because there were two disciples of the Lingyun Sect and one disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect in the ninth group, and the two of them couldn't help but stand up and watch the competition.

The three disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect who were not all the way to Yan Bingshi had all passed the preliminary round in the previous competition, which made him very unhappy. In Yan Bingshi's plan, the remaining eight Heavenly Dao Sect disciples must all pass the preliminary round.

And the Lingyun faction of the prefecture-level sect won a Dizhu Dan in the last foundation building conference, and this time there are five places for participation, of which there are two people in the ninth group, so Ryazan will be extra concerned and nervous.

At present, the fourth place is a disciple of the Lingyun faction, the disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect is ranked fifth, and the other disciple of the Lingyun faction is slightly weaker, only ranked eighth, and has lost the hope of qualifying, and the two people who are ranked fourth and fifth also seem to be weak at this time, and Yan Bingshi and Ryazan are extremely anxious.

Soon forty breaths passed in the game, and Gu Qingliu's third little silverfish had already crossed half of the tank, although his arms had begun to tremble, his body was still straight, and his face was still calm and calm, making all the spectators believe that he could make the third little silverfish reach the east side of the tank.

Sikong Nana and Ding Feng's second small silverfish was already close to two-thirds of the tank, and it was not a big problem to let the second small silverfish touch the wall in the remaining time.

The most tragic players should be four, five or six, at this time, the three of them are already red and panting like a cow, Zhong Xingmin has successfully surpassed the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, ranking fifth, but looking at the remaining time and distance, he should not be able to finish the game, the disciples of the Lingyun Sect have already opened the distance with Zhong Xingmin, and there is still hope of achieving it.

After the fifth-ranked disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect was surpassed by Zhong Xingmin, it was as if his spirit had been withdrawn from his body at once, and he was getting slower and slower, and gradually showed signs of being caught up by the seventh place, completely giving up on himself, and the players who were ranked behind completely lost the hope of advancing to the next level.

Dao Tong told the time in a cold tone: "Nine breaths, eight breaths、......、 five breaths." ”

Ding Feng's eyes were red, he roared, and desperately squeezed out the last trace of true yuan power, and the second little silver fish he controlled actually surpassed Sikong Nana's little silver fish at once, and touched the wall first.

When Ding Feng saw that he was slightly faster than Sikong Nana, he smiled, fainted with a grunt in his throat, and fell straight to the ground.

After Sikong Nana's second little silverfish touched the wall, she saw Ding Feng fall, and hesitated, she really didn't have the extra power of True Yuan to shake the third little silverfish again, so Sikong Nana moved to the side with difficulty, bending down to help Ding Feng up.

But she was also in the stage of physical exhaustion at this time, and she didn't pull Ding Feng up, but she felt that her eyes were black and her legs were weak, and she actually fell on Ding Feng's body, because her hands and feet were sore, Sikong Nana couldn't get up for a while, she was so ashamed that her face was red, and she wished that she could pass out.

Fortunately, the staff of the conference arrived in time, and a young Taoist priest and a Taoist aunt flew on the competition platform and carried Ding Feng and Sikong Nana off the stage respectively to help.

Sikong Ba and Tianhe Shangren in the audience had jumped on the competition platform, but they were just about to rush over, but they were stopped by the conference staff, who saw that some staff were saving their daughters and apprentices, so they had to return to the audience.

When Zhong Xingmin reached the last ten breaths, his palm had already begun to bleed, and the qi condensation formation carved by Tianhuo in his palm was due to Zhong Xingmin's excessive force, and the wound had collapsed at this time, and the blood flowed.

Zhong Xingmin didn't seem to feel pain at all, he continued to squeeze his True Yuan power, the blood dripping from his palm had already pooled into a pool of blood the size of a basin on the floor, and the little silver fish he controlled never gave up, between achievement and failure.

Zhong Nutao's eyes were red in the audience, he was proud of his apprentice, but he also felt very unbearable, he wanted his apprentice to give up, but he couldn't speak, he could only clench his fists with both hands, and his knuckles clicked.

When the Taoist boy broadcast that there were still three breaths, Zhong Xingmin's little silverfish was still more than two feet away from the side wall of the tank, and he couldn't catch up, Zhong Xingmin roared sadly, like a god crying ghosts, and like a cuckoo crying blood, the roar was full of unwillingness and reluctance, which moved all the audience and players.

Zhong Nutao shouted loudly: "Xingmin, don't fight anymore, you are the best disciple in the master's heart!"

Zhong Xingmin, who was already about to give up, heard Zhong Nutao's voice, and his whole body shook, only to feel a blasting sound in his brain, and then his eyes tingled, and a silver light appeared in front of him, and he couldn't see anything else.

Zhong Xingmin's heart was full of unwillingness, he tried to stare at the sink with wide eyes, wanting to see where the little silverfish was now, but unfortunately there was only a silver light in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.

The audience present exclaimed, and everyone saw that Zhong Xingmin's already dull eyes suddenly radiated silver light, and the brightness became brighter and brighter, as if it was about to explode!

Suddenly, Zhong Xingmin saw a small silver fish appear in the silver light in front of him, and it was still swimming there without giving up.

Zhong Xingmin stared at the little silverfish tightly, urging it to go quickly with his eyes, and the little silverfish seemed to come to life, and with a very obedient wagging tail, it jumped out more than two feet away.

The above is just Zhong Xingmin's own feelings, and what the audience and players in the arena saw was that Zhong Xingmin's eyes released two silver-white pillars of light, directly locking on the little silverfish in the tank in front of him, and then directly dragging the little silverfish to the side wall of the tank with a silver-white gaze.

I only heard a soft sound of "do", which was the sound of the little silverfish touching the wall of the sink, and at this time, this sound fell into Zhong Xingmin's ears, just like the sound of heaven.

At the same time, Dao Tong coldly reported the time: "It's time!

Zhong Xingmin only felt that his feet were soft, and he knelt on the ground, and the silver light in front of him gradually began to dissipate.

Before Dao Tong announced that the time was up, the third small silver fish controlled by Gu Qingliu, who ranked first, and the first small silver fish controlled by the fourth-ranked Lingyun Sect disciple also touched the tank wall at the same time.

I only heard Weichen announce in a slightly excited voice: "The ninth group of competitions is over, and the qualifiers for the competition are Gu Qingliu, Ding Feng, Sikong Nana, Zhong Xingmin and Liang Jinqiu! ”

After the game, except for Gu Qingliu, who could still stand upright on the competition platform, the other players in the ninth group all collapsed to the ground.

Zhong Nutao flew on the competition platform, hugged Zhong Xingmin, and burst into tears excitedly, he saw blood and tears flowing from the corners of Zhong Xingmin's closed eyes, and hurriedly wanted to open the apprentice's eyelids to check the injury, but suddenly felt that his shoulders sank, and his hands couldn't be raised.

Zhong Nutao was shocked, and when he looked back, it turned out to be the Master Qingquan of the Daolu Division, and he forcibly suppressed his anger and asked, "Lord Qingquan, why did you stop me from examining my apprentice's eye injury. ”

Qingquan did not answer Zhong Nutao's words, but said to the Venerable Master Qingping who was not far away: "Senior brother, the qualifying round is already halfway over, you let everyone rest for a quarter of an hour, and then continue the game." ”

The Venerable Master Qingping hurriedly announced the decision to rest for a quarter of an hour, and Sikong Ba and the Venerable Tianhe couldn't help it for a long time, and immediately rushed over to see his daughter and apprentice who had just woken up.

Sikong Nana and Ding Feng were able to advance with the results of two little silver fish, which made Sikong Ba and Tianhe Shangren feel that their faces were bright, and both of them hurriedly fed their apprentices and daughters elixir to help them recover quickly, so as not to affect their state in the competition later.

Master Qingfeng also flew to Gu Qingliu's side and asked, "Qingliu, are you okay? Can you go by yourself? Do you want to help you as a teacher?" ”

Gu Qingliu nodded and said, "Master, I am trembling now, and I can't move anymore." ”

Master Qingfeng laughed and stuffed a pill into Gu Qingliu's mouth, Gu Qingliu only felt that the pill melted in his mouth, and quickly replenished his true yuan power.

Master Qingfeng put his hand on Gu Qingliu's trembling shoulder, and injected a pure True Yuan power, quickly moisturizing Gu Qingliu's overdrawn body and relieving the soreness in his legs, Master Qingping whispered: "Qingliu, I appreciate your character of not admitting defeat, your performance today is really amazing!"

After Gu Qingliu received the power of this True Yuan from Master, he felt that his body had recovered a little, and he slowly moved his steps and said, "Master, look at my performance today, how much worse can I be from Tianhuo?"

The Venerable Master Qingfeng said, "Good boy, I thought you would never compare yourself to others, but there are still things in this world that you care about. ”

Gu Qingliu said: "In the past, there was no suitable opponent in the sect, so the disciples naturally disdained to compare, but since I saw Tianhuo, I can no longer suppress the desire to win in my heart. Master, isn't my state of mind cultivation enough?"

Master Qingfeng shook his head and said, "Good man, you have chosen a very good opponent, maybe you won't be able to win against Tianhuo in the short term, but I believe that you will definitely be the strongest monk in the future!"

The corners of Gu Qingliu's mouth twitched, and he said astringently: "It seems that in Master's heart, Tianhuo is still more powerful than me." ”

Master Qingfeng smiled and touched Gu Qingliu's head and said, "No matter how powerful he is, he is also Xuanjizi's apprentice, he has nothing to do with me, I only care about my own apprentice, in my heart you are the best and most powerful disciple!"

Gu Qingliu nodded, his eyes looking at the heavenly fire not far away.

Tianhuo was already surrounded by the master and his brothers at this time, and everyone doted on you and me, and he poked at Tianhuo's body with one finger, venting the excitement in his heart.

Su Xing scolded while fighting: "You little rabbit cub, you can obviously rely on your strength to pass the test, but you have to do some tricks to get through the risk, do you know how worried we are about you? However, I like it very much when you do this, haha, it is worthy of being a disciple of our Xuanji faction, and it is our nature to be free and unrestrained!"

Tianhuo clasped his hands in front of his chest and explained: "I didn't do this to conceal my true strength, besides, the Da Luo Sect is the protector of the country, how can the head of a province be so visionless, let alone not have this amount of tolerance, master and brothers, you are too worried?"

Tianhuo's words were actually deliberately said to the Venerable Master Qingping, and he specially gathered his voice into a line and sent it to the ears of the Venerable Master Qingping.

Master Qingping walked past them with a smile and said, "Tianhuo, you kid had better keep a low profile, it's not so simple to compete for the first place for a while, if the other players are targeting you, you may not be able to win the championship!" ”

Tianhuo hurriedly waved his hand to Master Qingping and said, "Thank you Daoist Qingping for reminding me, I am fully prepared to meet all kinds of challenges at any time!"

The first eliminated disciple appeared on the side of the Heavenly Dao Sect, which made Cui Zhe very unhappy, and he took advantage of the break to call Yan Bingshi and other disciples together, and gave a stern lecture, demanding that the remaining disciples must all pass the qualifying round.

Among the five contestants of the Lingyun faction, one has already been promoted and one has been eliminated, and the leader of the Lingyun faction is also very anxious, strictly ordering Ryazan and the other three to advance, and imparting some of his experience from watching the game just now to Ryazan and the others.

Zhong Nutao was pressed on the shoulder by the Master Qingquan with one hand, and tried several times, but he couldn't move a bit, and he was shocked in his heart, feeling that the strength of the Master Qingquan was much more powerful than that of Xuanjizi in the middle stage of the Transformation of the Gods, and it was really not that simple for the Daluo faction to appoint him as the commander of the Yundian Provincial Daolu Division.

Although the Great Luo Sect was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao Sect everywhere in the Queensland Mansion, especially the station in Queensland City was even more desolate, the cultivation affairs of Yundian Province were firmly under the control of the Daolu Division, and all the management affairs were not delayed.

This also shows that the Qingquan Dao people really have extraordinary means, and even the weakness of the Great Luo Sect in Queensland City is likely to be a way for him to deliberately create a way to avoid a head-on conflict between the Great Luo Sect and the Heavenly Dao Sect.

Zhong Nutao was still struggling, but the Master Qingquan suddenly moved his palm, Zhong Nutao almost rose to the sky, fortunately he stabilized his body in time, he looked at the Master Qingquan angrily and asked, "Qingquan Commander, what did you mean by restraining me just now?"

The Venerable Master Qingquan took out a small cloth bag from his bosom, cherished it and handed it to Zhong Nutao and said, "Brother Nutao, don't be angry, I know your apprentice's eye injury, and it is not suitable to open your eyes to check it.

I have here a pair of 'Clear Eyes and Bright Eye Stickers' personally refined by the elders of the Disdainful Sect, which has a miraculous effect on eye injuries, and I also ask my brother to put it on this child in time, and soon the eye injuries will recover." ”

Zhong Nutao was a little stunned, took the "Clear Vision and Bright Eye Patch", put it in front of his nose and smelled it, sure enough, the fragrance of the medicine was in his nose, which made people feel refreshed, the grade of this medicine must not be low, Zhong Nutao hurriedly opened the cloth bag, there was an eye patch like an eye patch in it, Zhong Nutao carefully put on an eye patch for Zhong Xingmin, and helped him adjust the tightness.

Zhong Xingmin only felt that his eyes were cool for a while, and his eyes with a strong burning sensation just now immediately felt a lot more comfortable, and he hurriedly said: "Thank you, my eyes are much more comfortable." ”

Zhong Nutao remembered his attitude just now, and said a little embarrassedly: "Lord Qingquan, I was offended a lot just now, but we are not related to each other, why do you want to give the little apprentice the elixir? ”

The Venerable Master Qingquan asked rhetorically, "Brother Nu Tao, do you know what kind of exercises your apprentice performed at the end?"

Zhong Nutao frowned and said: "Xingmin has had a talent for eyesight since he was a child, and just now he stimulated some kind of talent-related to eyes. ”

The Venerable Master Qingquan said, "Yes, your apprentice has a strong talent in eyesight, and he is very suitable for cultivating a pupil technique of the Daluo Sect, this pupil technique is powerful, but it must be a monk with eyesight talent to cultivate, and my Daluo Sect has not found a suitable successor for all these years, so this pupil technique has been silent for 10,000 years."

Today, your apprentice is showing his talent in eyesight, Poor Dao wants to recommend him to go to the main altar of the Da Luo Sect to learn this pupil technique, once he is practiced, this child can become the core disciple of the Da Luo Sect, I wonder if the old brother would like him to go?"

Zhong Nutao was a little hesitant, being accepted as a core disciple by the Da Luo Sect was something that many monks dreamed of, but the Nutao Gang finally produced a disciple with a talent for eyesight, and if he was sent away like this, he really couldn't give up in his heart.

Seeing Zhong Nutao's hesitation, the Venerable Qingquan decided to step up his efforts and said, "Brother Nutao, there are very few monks with eyesight talent in the cultivation realm, so most of the sects do not have a book on pupil cultivation, and I don't think it is possible for your sect to have this kind of book, if you don't let Xingmin come to the Daluo Sect to study, it is very likely that his talent will be wasted." ”

Zhong Nutao knew that what the Venerable Master Qingquan said was the truth, he sighed, and was just about to agree, when Zhong Xingmin suddenly spoke: "Master, I don't want to leave the Nutao Gang, let alone you, even if the Daluo Sect is very good, but I think the Nutao Gang is my real home!"