It didn't take long for him to see that when he first entered, the Wang sect master he had seen appeared in the air.

Looking at the disciples in the square, Sect Master Wang nodded and said in a loud voice:

"The disciples of the Luoxia Sect are quiet, this sect's selection this time is to select the most outstanding disciples of the sect. According to the registration statistics, a total of 734 people signed up for this competition, and all of them met the regulations. ”

"Now, all the disciples who participated in this competition will draw the number plate, and the competition will be conducted according to the number on the number plate drawn, and the number plate will be drawn below. ”

After speaking, Qin Fengming saw an old man, holding a large black flower basket, stopped in the air.

Disciples flew up to the old man and took out jade plaques from the black basket. Qin Fengming didn't dare to slack off, and followed the disciples to fly over.

When he came to the old man, he swept the black flower basket with his divine sense, and a barrier bounced his divine sense. The old man smiled, glanced at him, and snorted softly.

Qin Fengming's face turned red, and he was not the only one who touched this wall. Not daring to stay longer, he reached out and took a jade medal from the basket, turned around and flew aside.

When I took the jade plaque in front of me, I saw that the number on it was one hundred and thirty-four. If it is played according to the knockout round, it will be a long time before it is his turn.

Monk fighting, especially between low-level monks, takes a long time to decide the winner. The defensive spells practiced by the low-level monks were basically the same, and the offensive was only based on magic weapons. If you want to break through the opponent's defenses with magic weapons, you need to spend some hands and feet.

Seeing that all the disciples who participated in the competition drew the number plates, a middle-aged man immediately appeared in the air and said loudly: "Now, the disciples who have drawn No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4 will go to the corresponding venue to conduct the competition." But in the fight, the point is stopped, and the lives of others must not be harmed. Violators will be punished heavily. ”

As soon as the words fell, eight disciples immediately flew out of the crowd and entered the air competition arena respectively.

Qin Fengming swept away with his divine sense, and among these eight people, four of them were actually the eighth layer of the Qi Gathering Period, two of the ninth layer, and two Great Perfection Realm cultivators.

Seeing that all eight people flew into the arena, four monks from the foundation building period also followed closely behind. These four foundation monks were the judges of the competition at each venue. With the presence of four foundation monks, they can help others in the event of a life-threatening event.

After the referees waved, the four venues started the competition at the same time.

Scanning the four venues with his eyes, Qin Fengming had basically judged the situation on the spot, and two of them might take a long time to determine the winner.

The reason for this is that there are two eighth-layer realm disciples in one field, and the attack power of the magic weapons used is not strong, and both of them have mid-level defensive talismans, which depends on who has deeper mana. In the other venue, there were two ninth-level realm disciples, and their situation was not much different.

As he expected, it didn't take long for the No. 3 and No. 4 venues to be decided, and the two Qi Gathering Stage Peak Realm disciples won effortlessly. Venues 1 and 2 are still in the midst of a tough competition.

After the four disciples who had decided the winner withdrew from the venue, the four disciples of No. 5 and No. 6 entered the competition venue respectively and continued the competition.

This time, the strength of the two disciples who drew the fifth was not much different, and they were also deadlocked on the spot. There was only the venue where No. 6 was located, and it didn't take long for the winner to be decided, and the winner was another peak disciple of the Qi Gathering Period.

An hour later, three stalemate matches were held to decide the winner. And they all ended up when their mana was exhausted and they had to admit defeat, and the winning side was also exhausted and crumbling.

The competition was carried out one by one, and Qin Fengming was drowsy. No interest. Such a competition has long been out of his eyes. But everyone else is watching it with great taste, and it's not too much. He found a secluded place, sat down on the ground, closed his eyes, and rested.

Time passed slowly, and when the sky was about to get dark, the competition was carried out until the fifty-sixth.

At this time, when the four venues were decided, Sect Master Wang flew out and announced that today's competition would end here, and it would continue tomorrow after breakfast.

Back at his residence, Qin Fengming recalled the more than 50 competitions he had conducted today, making him feel that there was nothing brilliant in today's competition. He is looking forward to a great competition tomorrow.

Early the next morning, the competition started on time. Just when Qin Fengming felt that he had nothing to talk about, suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in the competition room, it was the senior sister surnamed Zeng who had asked Qin Fengming to refine the top-level magic weapon in the first place.

Qin Fengming's divine sense swept over, and he immediately saw that Senior Sister Zeng was already at the peak of the Qi Gathering Period.

I saw Senior Sister Zeng wearing a light red palace dress today, with a pale pink ribbon around her waist, looking slim and radiant. As soon as he appeared, it aroused the cheers of many male disciples, injecting a shot in the arm to the not very active martial arts arena, and the scene immediately became lively.

Senior Sister Zeng's opponent was a ninth-level disciple in the Qi Gathering Period, and in the face of Senior Sister Zeng's flowery face, that disciple seemed a little restrained, and he had not competed, and he was three points weaker.

The monk who presided over the competition announced the start of the competition, and Senior Sister Zeng stretched out her hand to shoot a talisman, and a blue protective shield immediately appeared in front of her, which was a blue water cover talisman. Then as soon as he raised his jade hand, a high-grade magic weapon appeared in his hand, and with a flick, it turned into a rainbow and flew towards the other party.

The male disciple did not hesitate, and reached out to offer a talisman as well, turning into an earthy yellow shield to wrap his body. With the wave of his hand, he also offered a high-grade magic weapon and greeted it, and the two magic weapons were entangled in the air. It's hard to tell the difference for a while.

Seeing this, Senior Sister Zeng was not in a hurry, she waved her hand unhurriedly, and sacrificed another high-grade magic weapon, hovered in the air, and flew towards the other party in a hurry.

The man was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but show embarrassment, and hurriedly sacrificed a magic weapon, but this time, the magic weapon he sacrificed was only a medium-grade magic weapon. I don't think he has a high-grade magic weapon on him.

For the general disciples in the late stage of the Qi Gathering Period, if they don't have the backing of the Immortal Cultivation Family, and they are the kind of excellent people who have cultivation talent from time to time, when their cultivation reaches the ninth layer realm of the Qi Gathering Period, it is already a very rare thing to have a high-grade magic weapon.

Four magic weapons swirled and fluttered in the air, making people dazzled. The man's medium-grade magic weapon only lasted one meal, and he was beaten spiritually and could no longer fight.

The man wanted to sacrifice another medium-grade magic weapon, but he hesitated again and again, and finally did not sacrifice it.

He knew that even if he sacrificed the magic weapon again, he would not support it for long, after all, the other party had two high-grade magic weapons. I only have one handful. Zuihouqi had to bow his head and admit defeat. He bowed to Senior Sister Zeng and flew out of the protective shield.

Senior Sister Zeng won without any suspense, making thousands of low-level monks on the scene thunderous. Senior Sister Zeng hurriedly put away the two high-grade magic weapons and flew away from the martial arts arena.