The sect is a prosperous era, except for the onlookers, there are 5,000 people who have signed up to participate in the competition. The competition is divided into ten days, the first day is a random duel between two and two, eliminating half of the number, in order to avoid the two top two at the beginning of the fight and elimination, the game should be set up a repechage, but only the final hungry top five are eligible to challenge the final sixteen, so as to replace them.

Guo Feng is 3431, there is no need for Guo Feng to draw lots, and soon, the 176th number in front of Guo Feng's number won Guo Feng. However, at this time, Guo Feng naturally didn't know who his opponent was, and he was concentrating on the duel between the two in the ring.

A sturdy fifth-layer Qi practitioner monk, holding a full moon scimitar in his hand, faced a sixth-layer Tsing Yi monk with a short beard and a thin body on the opposite side.

"Disease!" I saw the monk in Tsing Yi pinching his fingers, and a thorn appeared at the old man's feet without warning. The old man knew at a glance that he was a veteran, and before the ground thorn appeared, he first cast a wind resistance technique and soared into the air, cleverly avoiding the sneak attack of the ground thorn technique.

The old man was armed with a full moon scimitar, and he did not fight the enemy with a weapon like other monks, but he attacked with a knife like a mortal warrior.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the monk in Tsing Yi struck the old man in the eyes with a wind blade technique again, and with a hook of the old man's full moon scimitar, the wind blade had already shattered. The monk in Tsing Yi attacked the old man's left and right knees with two wind blades in a row, and the old man cracked them one by one.

"Suffer death!" The monk in Tsing Yi had a hideous face, the three wind blades just now were just a method of delay, but the real ultimate move was this "Falling Flame Technique", only to see that in the arena, the flames the size of a basin smashed towards the old man.

The old man's face changed, and the full moon scimitar danced impermeable, "Boom!" The flames in the sky instantly engulfed the old man.

The Tsing Yi monk's face showed a look of victory, and he couldn't help but smile proudly, and suddenly a person rushed out of the sea of fire, and his clothes were burned black, and at this moment there was an earthy yellow light mask flashing on his body, which was the three-grade talisman earth curtain talisman, a dodge, and instantly rushed to the side of the Tsing Yi monk, and the side knife shot it out of the competition platform.

When it was close to noon, it was finally Guo Feng's turn to play, Guo Feng's opponent was a middle-aged monk who was also a fifth-level Qi practitioner, and as soon as he entered the field, he took out a medium-grade magic weapon, Qingjin Zhong, and protected it in front of him.

"This person is so cautious, he is an opponent!" Guo Feng didn't dare to be careless, and also took out the middle-grade magic weapon Xuangui Shield.

Guo Feng didn't want to give the other party time to react, so he took the lead in making a move, and Jin Wujian stabbed the opponent's eyebrows. Not to be outdone, the middle-aged monk took out a medium-grade ring magic weapon to fight with Guo Feng's Jinwu sword.

Guo Feng saw that the Jinwu Sword could not take the other party, and immediately took out the flame flag again, and rushed to the opposite side with three pillars of fire in a row, the middle-aged monk was shocked, and hurriedly propped up the Qingjin Bell defense, while the opponent was tired of defense, the Jinwu Sword set aside the ring magic weapon, and slashed straight at the Qingjin Bell, the middle-aged monk's eardrum that was shocked by the huge impact force collapsed for a while, and even the ring magic weapon forgot to attack, Guo Feng saw this opportunity, and immediately controlled the Jinwu Sword to hit it again and again, and the middle-aged monk was so shocked that he couldn't raise his head, so he had to admit defeat. The middle-aged monk didn't expect to lose in his own way in the end

In the Qingjin Bell, although the bell-like magic weapon is good and can defend the whole body from damage, once it is violently attacked, it will produce a huge reverberation sound, which is a big drawback.

After winning the preliminary round, Guo Feng was not very happy, to be honest, the strength of the middle-aged monk was not weak, and this was only the first round to meet such an opponent, is there any hope for the subsequent competition? The rematch was scheduled for two days later, Guo Feng returned to Zizhuwu and continued to cultivate.

The semi-final is very different from the preliminary round, the semi-final focuses on team battles, with a total of 2,600 people, divided into 520 groups, five people as a group, group duel, what kind of teammates are assigned, and each can only rely on the destiny of heaven.

After a while, Guo Feng's team members came out, two sixth-level Qi cultivation monks, and two fifth-level Qi cultivation monks like Guo Feng, after introducing each other, they began to compete.

"The rules of the game, one group of members need to knock all the members of the other group out of the field or make them surrender, and the winning team members are counted as passing the test regardless of whether they are defeated or not!" an old man in the foundation building period announced the rules in the ring.

Guo Feng couldn't help frowning secretly, if Guo Feng was fighting alone, Guo Feng wouldn't be so worried, but now it's a team battle, if the other party is really a strong opponent, this battle will be more suspenseful. After a while, the opposite team arrived, three monks of the sixth level of Qi training, one of the fifth level of Qi training, and there was actually a monk of the fourth level of Qi training.

At the beginning of the game, the two sides fought, Guo Feng picked a guy who practiced qi at the sixth level, I have to say, this person still has two brushes, a ghost-headed big knife, staring at Guo Feng's turtle shield and slashing over, without giving Guo Feng the slightest time to react. Fortunately, Guo Feng is not a vegetarian either, a bloodthirsty vine seed was thrown out to entangle the monk, and the situation was reversed in an instant, and Jin Wujian kept fighting with the ghost head broadsword, forcing the opponent to be exhausted.

The monk was annoyed by the beating, roared angrily, and a flame burst out of his left hand, exuding a blazing high temperature, the bloodthirsty vine was instantly scorched, the monk got out, roared and rushed towards Guo Feng, the ghost head knife slashed a few more violently than before, Guo Feng felt unbearable, and took out two bloodthirsty vines again and threw them at the opponent, the opponent knew that this blood vine was powerful, so he had to dodge, Guo Feng saw the opportunity to make a progress flashed into the opponent's chest, the monk was shocked, and hurriedly wanted to retreat, Guo Feng gave him a chance, his right hand clenched his fist, and a fierce punch hit the opponent's abdomen。

A person who practices qi, if he doesn't pay attention to refining his body, his physical body is not much stronger than that of mortals, and his vitality is a little stronger, and his fierce abdomen was hit by this blow, and he immediately flew out upside down and fell off the stage.

At this time, the battle in the field was blazing, Guo Feng wanted to help one of the monks who practiced qi at the sixth layer, but found that the person who was fighting with the fourth layer of qi training on the opposite side was about to lose, Guo Feng couldn't help but look at it again, and when the short monk of the fourth layer of qi training was confronting his teammates head-on, the Jinwu sword instantly appeared behind the short monk and slashed towards him. Unbeknownst to him, this short monk was like having eyes on his back, and a lotus petal-shaped magic weapon instantly appeared in the place where the Jinwu Sword attacked, blocking the blow. One by one, the monks were startled, dodged to the side, and stared at Guo Feng and the two of them.

Guo Feng and his teammates glanced at each other, and both swords attacked the short monk, this time the short monk was still an opponent, and after supporting seven or eight rounds, he was slashed off by Guo Feng with a sword.

At this moment, a sixth-layer Qi cultivation monk on Guo Feng's side was also defeated, and after spurting out a mouthful of blood, he was slapped off the stage, Guo Feng instantly appeared in front of him and went up, while another teammate went to help the fifth-level Qi cultivation monk.

Guo Feng took a sip of spirit fruit wine, and the huge spiritual power instantly made Guo Feng full of strength again, and with a roar, the three bloodthirsty vine seeds in his hand were thrown over, this old man had seen Guo Feng entangle his teammates with this kind of seed before, so he didn't dare to be careless, and controlled the flying sword to chop the three bloodthirsty vines to pieces. Guo Feng's Jinwu sword took the opportunity to send out, and a sword slashed at the old man's body, not wanting the old man's body to flash with golden light, but it was a defensive cover that was issued at the most critical moment, blocking this blow. Guo Feng saw that he had taken precautions, so he had to withdraw the Jinwu sword, return to the front of his defense, and at the same time take out the Xuangui shield to find a flaw.

The old monk had lost most of his aura when he was fighting against the sixth-layer qi before, and now there was not much left, so he didn't dare to delay it for a long time, pinched his hand, controlled the flying sword to attack, and at the same time took out a talisman, stimulated it, and a giant tree with more than three feet appeared out of thin air, and the sharpened head slammed into Guo Feng, Guo Feng had to sacrifice the turtle shield to block, and the huge impact force lifted Guo Feng out and landed on the edge of the competition platform.

"It's so dangerous!" Guo Feng secretly sighed and let out a fluke, and the five bloodthirsty vine seeds were thrown out again.

"Damn! how could he have so many spirit vine seeds!" The old man sighed secretly, so he had to raise his sword to cut it, the five bloodthirsty vines were too dense, and there was still a bloodthirsty vine wrapped around the old man's ankle, and the sharp barbs instantly pierced into the old man's flesh, the old man's legs stiffened, and his face was instantly shocked.

Guo Feng instantly took out the flame flag and burned it violently, the old man couldn't dodge and had to shout to surrender, and Guo Feng withdrew the flame flag.

After drinking a large sip of spiritual fruit wine again, Guo Feng faced another sixth-level Qi cultivation cultivator, four to two, and there was no doubt that Guo Feng's side won, and Guo Feng advanced smoothly.

"Senior brother, you are so good!" As soon as Guo Feng stepped down, he met Nangong Wan and Murong Bai. I saw that at this time, Murong Bai was following Nangong Wan dejectedly, but he had just lost the competition.

"Why are you here?" asked Guo Feng. "I just said that it won't be long before I will call you Senior Brother, congratulations to Senior Brother for advancing to the fifth level of Qi cultivation and winning the semi-finals," Nangong Wan said with a smile.

"Where, it's just luck, and I don't know how tomorrow will be. Guo Feng hurriedly waved his hand, and after returning the salute, he was about to leave. Nangong Wan looked at the direction Guo Feng left and stood for a long time.

"Do you like him!" Murong Bai suddenly grabbed Nangong Wan's shoulder and asked excitedly.