"Have you heard, Li Ge went crazy in cultivation last night, and now he is seriously injured and unconscious, and he can't participate in the Spirit Pool Competition two days later, so his place is vacant!"

"Well, I've heard about this, the vacated spot can be won by signing up for the ring showdown, and the strongest one will be able to win this place!"

"Hey, this Li Ge is really, knowing that no matter how much he cultivates, he can't catch up with others, but now it's okay, give the opportunity to others, and now it is estimated that the others in the top ten should be depressed!"

Originally, Li Ge could have been ignored, but now that he is missing, he has a strong competitor, which is really not good news for other people who have won places.

Soon, the news about Li Ge's serious injury and coma and the duel in the ring spread, and this news was undoubtedly a blockbuster news for other and famous Qi Ninth Layers who did not enter the top ten, and it didn't take long for people to come to the martial arts training ground and sign up.

In addition to the ninth layer of Qi training, some disciples of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation who believed that their strength was not weaker than that of the ninth layer of Qi training also signed up to participate, and it didn't take long for the number of people to participate in the registration.

Due to the temporary decision, coupled with the tight time, the ring was not built, and the competition was directly held on the martial arts training ground.

Among the dozen or so people, Qin Zhuang was naturally among them, and when he saw that there were still a lot of people who signed up, he couldn't help sneering in his heart, would the opportunity he had finally gotten cheap to others.

"It's really unlucky, why did you put this kind of thing in my hands again, do I look like an empty person?" a young man walked to the center of the martial arts training ground with a depressed face, and his mouth kept complaining.

"I think everyone knows the situation, so I won't repeat it here, there is only one quota, so who can get it in the end depends on the ability of each of you, okay, there is not much time, if you want a quota, hurry up and duel!" Ling Qi glanced at the dozen or so people in front of him, and then said softly.

After Ling Qi finished speaking, he retreated from the center of the martial arts training ground to the side, and then the two young men from the eighth layer of qi cultivation walked to the center of the martial arts training ground.

"Uncle Ling, are there any rules for martial arts competitions!"

Before the game began, a teenager standing in the center of the martial arts training ground asked.

"As long as you don't beat people to death, there's nothing else to ask for!" Ling Qi replied lazily.

The two teenagers in the center of the martial arts training ground nodded understandingly, and then two similar spiritual power fluctuations erupted from the two of them.

In this way, more than a dozen people on the martial arts training ground fought against each other for the only place in the Lingchi Competition.

......

In the blink of an eye, it was already noon, and at this time, there was only a figure wrapped in crimson spiritual power in the center of the martial arts training ground.

"Poof!"

At the edge of the martial arts training ground, a man stood up from the ground in embarrassment, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood spurted out, and immediately the aura on the man's body withered, and now the man looked at the burly figure in the center of the martial arts training ground, and also showed a trace of fear.

If it weren't for the fact that the famous saying of the martial arts stipulates that you can't kill people, the blow just now might really kill you.

"What a terrible person!"

The man clutched his aching chest and said secretly, and the clothes on his chest obviously had a burning feeling, and just now he was hit by the other party's palm from the center of the martial arts training ground to the edge.

"Do you want to fight?"

The burly figure wrapped in crimson spiritual power said indifferently, and at the same time, his posture had changed to an attack state.

"No... If I don't fight, I admit defeat. Seeing this, the injured man immediately shook his head and admitted defeat.

As soon as the injured man said this, the crimson spiritual power on the burly figure was withdrawn into his body in a blink of an eye, and this competition ended.

After Qin Zhuang withdrew his spiritual power, he casually glanced around the martial arts training ground, and finally fixed his gaze on Ling Qi, who was the referee of the game.

"Senior Uncle Ling, this quota should belong to me!" Qin Zhuang walked two steps towards Ling Qi, and then said unhurriedly.

Because the blow just now was so shocking, Ling Qi was stunned for a moment.

However, when he heard Qin Zhuang's words, he immediately came back to his senses and announced, "Oh, I now announce that the only place in the Spirit Pool Competition is owned by Qin Zhuang!"

Hearing Ling Qi's announcement, a slight smile appeared on Qin Zhuang's face, the quota for this Spirit Pool Competition was finally in hand.

Now that he has already arrived, Qin Zhuang did not stay on the martial arts training ground for a long time, and as soon as his body technique was opened, the kung fu of the blink of an eye disappeared.

"It's... Is this still the strength of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation?Is the Zhongpin Spirit Root really so terrifying?" Looking at Qin Zhuang's disappearing figure, Ling Qi muttered in his mouth.

Ling Qi only had a low-grade spiritual root, but even so, he had succeeded in building a foundation before the age of twenty-five, of course, he became a foundation building powerhouse when taking the foundation building pill.

However, Lin Chong and the others were all genuine owners of medium-grade spiritual roots, but their strength didn't seem to be as powerful as Qin Zhuang when they were practicing the ninth layer of qi.

In fact, Ling Qi didn't know, even if it was the same mid-grade spiritual root, there was a difference, but this difference could not be accurately judged, and he could only make a preliminary decision with actual strength.

In this way, the news that Qin Zhuang had won the place in the Lingchi competition spread ten, ten and hundred, and in less than one night, the entire Taixuanzong people heard about it, including Xiao Lin.

After Xiao Lin heard the news, he didn't feel surprised at all, from the time he saw Li Ge being taken away from the martial arts training ground by Qin Zhuang's younger brother, he thought that there would be such a thing.

"Qin Zhuang has qualified for the competition, so it is very likely that Li Ge's injury was caused by him, but he just claimed that he had gone mad!"

Xiao Lin sat on the stone bench in the orchard and muttered, and for a person like Qin Zhuang who would do anything to achieve his goals, Xiao Lin knew that he would have to be more careful with him in the future, otherwise he would fall for the other party one day.

Xiao Lin had been cultivating since last night until this afternoon before he woke up from his cultivation, and after such a long period of cultivation, all the medicinal power of the pill he had taken had been refined by him.

Although Xiao Lin woke up from his cultivation and found that his cultivation had not broken through, it was not bad, and now his cultivation had reached the peak of the eighth layer of qi cultivation.

You must know that it has only been a few days since Xiao Lin broke through to the eighth layer of Qi Training, and if such a speed was known by Xuan Zhen or Xuan Ming, it would definitely be a big shock.

Xiao Lin was quite satisfied with his current cultivation speed, but he also knew that it was only temporary, because his cultivation improvement was directly linked to the spiritual vein and the Heavenly Vein Supreme Technique, if the Heavenly Vein Supreme Technique did not improve, then his cultivation would stagnate sooner or later, until the former improved again.

Although Xiao Lin's cultivation has not succeeded in breaking through to the ninth layer of Qi cultivation now, he is not in a hurry, because there are still two days before the Spirit Pool Competition.

Of course, he wasn't going to take another pill, although he still had one to spare, but taking the pill continuously would cause his spiritual power to float, even if he successfully broke through to the ninth layer of qi cultivation with the help of the power of the pill, that strength would not increase much.

So what Xiao Lin can do now is to lay a solid foundation, and then break through to the ninth level of Qi cultivation naturally, so that his strength will improve a lot on the original basis.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark again, Xiao Lin still didn't see any trace of Zong Song, which made him very curious about the whereabouts of this old man.

"What the hell is this old guy doing!"

Xiao Lin muttered in his heart, and then he didn't care so much, this old man is not a child, and nothing should happen.

So Xiao Lin returned to the room, and then began to cultivate again.

Time flies, more than two days have passed in the blink of an eye, and there is only half a day left before the Spirit Pool Competition begins.

And after two nights and one day of cultivation, Xiao Lin's spiritual power, which was a little vain because of taking pills, became condensed again, and now he already felt that he was really only one step away from the ninth layer of qi training, as long as he stepped over, then his cultivation would naturally break through.

"Ho ho ho!"

The sound of breaking wind sounded from the orchard, and I saw a vague figure moving around in the orchard, so fast that only a vague figure could be seen with the eyes.

Since he had been meditating and cultivating for more than two days, Xiao Lin decided to move his hands and feet at this time, and practice the spiritual skills he had learned by the way.

It had been since noon, and now more than two hours had passed, but Xiao Lin still had no intention of stopping.

"Zla!"

But at this moment, the door of the orchard was opened, and Zong Song walked in from outside with joy on his face.

"Xiao boy, guess what good things I brought you back!" Seeing the phantom shadows all over the courtyard, Zong Song hurriedly shouted.

"Whew!"

As soon as Zong Song's words fell, a phantom quickly swept over from not far away, and finally froze in front of Zong Song.

"Old man, where have you been these days, and where is that spirit snake fruit tree, aren't you going to transplant it?" Xiao Lin appeared in front of Zong Song, and then asked directly with his hands on his hips.

"Hehe, can I think you're worried about me like this?" Seeing Xiao Lin like this, Zong Song smiled proudly.

"Cut!"

Hearing this, Xiao Lin twisted his head and said with a look of disdain: "I'm too lazy to worry about you." ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Lin thought of what the old man said when he came in just now, so he turned his head and looked at the other party again, raised his eyebrows lightly and asked, "You just said that you came back with good things?"

(Ask for collection, the heartbeat will be on the shelves this month, brothers can keep it first if they have flowers!!)