The spiritual power of the control zhì was in a state of readiness, and Wan Peng turned over no less than ten books and fifteen or sixteen jade tablets while experiencing it. However, none of the basics have a clear explanation for this. He didn't know why this strange state of affairs had happened, and to no avail, he finally stopped looking.

Micro knowledge of Zhou Tian is close to two breaths. During this period, the growth of Wan Peng's spiritual sense made him feel gratifying. He didn't know that if it weren't for the strength of his spiritual sense, he wouldn't even be able to feel how to keep his spiritual power in a state of readiness.

For several months, Wan Peng had a good night's sleep for the first time. In the past, he would only climb into bed after midnight when he cultivated, but considering the martial arts meeting he was going to participate in the next day, he reluctantly gave up his cultivation.

When I woke up, it was a rare refreshing morning. In the past, he slept directly until the sun shone on his buttocks because of overwork.

Walking out of the door, the mist in the mountains is thick, thick or light, like a fairyland in the description. The aroma of the herb seems to be extraordinarily strong at this time, and when you take a deep breath, the aroma of the herb mixes with the slightly moist air and enters the heart and lungs, and the heart is relaxed. Wan Peng slowly walked out of the yard and saw that there were also people running up and down the mountain road to practice morning sports.

Not long after eating, the bell on the mountain rang three times. These three sounds contain a clear sound mantra that lifts the spirits of everyone who hears it. Wan Peng also took a deep breath and went directly to the martial arts arena on the top of the mountain.

Three or five hundred people had already gathered on the martial arts arena, and looking down, there were still a large number of disciples rushing here. The number of participants in the martial arts show is 50 for each level, which is actually equivalent to the top three or four people in each academy. And because among the inner disciples, the number of disciples in the Qi refining period is not large, especially the core courtyard is even less, which causes the outer gate inspectorate to be able to participate in this martial arts exercise, a total of 8 people, Wan Peng is the 8th of them. Obviously, the Outer Gate Inspectorate is not optimistic about his strength.

The matches will be randomly grouped and the winner will advance to the next round. In each match, the time limit is half an hour, and within half an hour, if you are knocked down or voluntarily withdraw, you will be judged a loser, and if you do not win the match, the winner will be determined by the judges. The victor will have two hours of rest to replenish his spiritual energy and heal his injuries. Of course, because there is a special person to take care of it, basically there will be no particularly serious injury, if someone is really unable to participate in the next round of the competition due to injury, it will be postponed for half a day, and if you are still unable to participate after half a day, the right to participate will be cancelled. Because, if he really gets hurt like this, basically he is not a winner.

Some rounds may have a bye and go directly to the next round. Also randomly generated. If there is a bye, it can only be said that it is lucky.

After everyone arrived, the head of the house, Chu Lingyun, was in place, and everyone suddenly felt a fairy wind blowing on their faces. Although he is still in the Jindan stage, he should already be in the late stage of Jindan, and he is only one step away from advancement. Of course, this may also be his deliberate doing, for his own prestige.

The Lingyun Sect is said to be a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage. It's just that, generally cultivating to the Yuan Infant, most people will choose to live in seclusion or retreat, and no longer bother with the affairs of the sect, unless something big has happened to the sect. Therefore, most of the heads of various sects are in the late Jindan period.

And the head of the Lingyun faction, basically no matter what the original name is, if he is elected as the head, he will be renamed a certain Lingyun, and if there is a heavy surname before, a number will be added directly at the end. This is also what makes people feel particularly vulgar.

Chu Lingyun spoke very seriously about something very ideological and principled, although he himself was in high spirits, but because it was smelly and long, many people were drowsy when he heard it. Next is the announcement of the rules by the chief judge of the martial arts meeting, and the participants immediately come to the spirit. Then, the race sequences are randomly generated, and the people's eyes are wide open one by one.

"Ahhh ”

"Apprentice, don't worry, there is a master to support you. ”

"Damn...... How did I meet him......"

For a while, all kinds of voices were endless. And Wan Peng seems to be very pure here, and his master Zhao Zhichuan seems to be unaware of himself at this time, neither approaching nor instructing. Wan Peng doesn't care, anyway, it doesn't matter if he says a few words or not.

Bai Shangtai?Wan Peng saw the name of the first round, and it was very unfamiliar. This person has eight layers of Qi refining, the same as himself, from the Seventh Courtyard, and is the core courtyard. None of the disciples in the core courtyard are good at stubble, and it seems that their first battle is not smooth.

After the order was arranged, the martial arts arena was divided into many areas, which were used for the competition of condensation veins and foundation building stage cultivators. During the Qi refining period, they were taken to their own martial arts training grounds in the three academies, seven academies and nine academies for separate competitions. After all, for the above two grades, the importance is too different.

In the martial arts training ground of the Seventh Academy, Wan Peng met his first opponent. Where is this person like a cultivator, living a fat mound. Moreover, he was wearing a set of metal hard armor all over his body, and there were dense lines on it, which was not ordinary at first glance. The magic weapon on the waist of the hand can also be described as dazzling. Such a disciple obviously has a deep background.

Seeing the slightly thin Wan Peng, this person narrowed his small eyes and couldn't help laughing. He said loudly, "Little thin man, how about it, do you want to surrender, or are you smashed flat by me? You are the Outer Gate Inspectorate, right, ranked 8th in the competition, well, not bad, eighth, hahahaha...... Do you know who I am? No. 1 in the Seventh Academy, you Senior Brother Bai ......"

There were also many people who watched their game, and they laughed, "Old eight, old eight, like a frog after a while......"

Wan Peng's face did not change at this time, and said indifferently, "Senior brother is joking." ”

Bai Shangtai lowered his voice at this time, as if only the two of them could hear it, in fact, those people in the outer circle could also hear it. "Brother, I won't tell you, my father is Bai Chaoxin, the dean of the Seventh Academy, and he has already found someone to arrange the next game in my future, I advise you, just put it on your face, so as not to be able to survive in the sect in the future......"

A smile appeared on the corner of Wan Peng's mouth, "Senior brother, can you start?"

Bai Shangtai was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this kid to not compliment himself a few words. However, he also wondered if Wan Peng had been frightened. After nodding, he said, come on.

Wan Peng didn't move at this time. Obviously, Bai Shangtai is a typical kind of magic weapon flow, and having a good father is really better than anything else. Not only can you have a good body, but you can also have someone to play the schedule. It is very likely that Bai Shangtai and Wan Peng met, and it was also arranged in advance. In this competition, I'm afraid that no one can be weaker than the last player in the Outer Gate Inspectorate, right?

Seeing that Wan Peng didn't move, Bai Shangtai thought he was really scared, laughed, and rushed over here. Wan Peng realized that he was indeed not useless, and in the process of rushing over, the luster on the metal armor surged, and a layer of aura was obviously wrapped around his body.

Needless to say, its defense will also be very strong.

"Senior Brother Bai is amazing! Mount Tai is overwhelmed, and the burden of a thousand jun crushes him to death......"

"Look at this speed, this power, this is called a steel car......"

However, for this kind of attack, Wan Peng was not afraid at all, but it was happy in his heart.

Spiritual attack is the easiest thing for him to deal with! Moreover, the opponent is so fat, his movements are naturally relatively slow, and there will be more loopholes. Compared with Wan Peng's opponents who have experienced in the formation these days, Bai Shangtai did not put Wan Peng under too much pressure.

At the moment when the two were about to meet, Wan Peng suddenly flashed to the side, and at the same time, his left hand touched Bai Shangtai's left arm intentionally or unintentionally.

The feeling of fullness from the ring instantly gave Wan Peng confidence. These external aura of Bai Shangtai can be absorbed!

He took three steps, steadied himself, and pinched the mantra in a decent manner. But in fact, it was only his fingers that moved, and his aura was already ready to be released.

Although it is only a seventy or eighty percent success rate, as long as it is used, it is much faster than every time you pinch the technique!

"At this time, I only pinched the trick, where can I ...... it?"

There was a burst of laughter from the sidelines.

Wan Peng also had a smile in his eyes. Bai Shangtai had already rushed over, and Wan Peng also directly greeted him at this time.

Whew, a puff of flames, covering the two of them. Bai Shangtai didn't expect Wan Peng to make such a move, and his figure was obviously stagnant. At this time, Wan Peng was extremely fluent in all movements, and his body turned sharply, reaching Bai Shangtai's side, and his right hand was directly on his shoulder.

Easy gold trick!

Yi Jinjue needs a carrier, and this armor is the best carrier!

How to use it? Squeeze it, squeeze it, grow thorns in it? But Wan Peng felt that it was too cruel for a fellow disciple, and it was easy to bring new troubles and dangers to himself, and in the end, he chose a clever trick.

The movement of the entire armor was completely fused by him, in other words, the armor had become a metal cover.

Bai Shangtai inside suddenly felt that his whole body was restricted, and he fell straight to the ground with a bang. Wan Peng followed the trend, and the ring on his left hand frantically absorbed its spiritual power.

Because this guy has too many magic weapons, if he has spiritual power, he will be in danger!

Letting go of the restrictions, it is an instant for the ring to absorb spiritual power. Wan Peng is only because it is uncomfortable to absorb too quickly when he uses it on himself, so he has been limiting his speed. Now, it's not yourself, what are you afraid of......

With Bai Shangtai's scream, the flames covering the two of them also dispersed. The situation on stage appeared in front of the audience's eyes again.

Wan Peng shook a large metal bucket with one hand, left and right, and muttered in his mouth, "Senior brother, why don't you stand up, what's wrong with you?"

No one saw what was happening in the flames, but everyone knew that Bai Shangtai was defeated!

The disciple ranked first in the Seventh Academy was defeated by Wan Peng, who ranked eighth in the Outer Gate Inspectorate!

Wan Peng stood up and swept his eyes over the audience. Everyone was silent as they watched as Wan Peng took the victory sign from the referee.

No matter what means are used or what process you go through, as long as you get this victory card, you can enter the next round. There is no doubt about it!