Not long after they stood in the competition arena, they saw Sect Master Wang, whom they had met once when they first entered the arena, appearing in the air with several people.
Looking at the disciples below, he smiled and said loudly:
"Disciples of the Luoxia Sect, listen to the truth. I don't need to say more about this selection of our sect. Everyone is already aware of it. I hope that all the disciples can show their strongest strength to win the top forty places. To represent me.
Luoxia Sect participated in the competition for mineral resources.
A total of 734 disciples have signed up for this competition. After evaluation by the deacons, they all meet the regulations. Now, all disciples participating in this competition will draw number plates. The competition will be based on the numbers on the drawn number plates.
, let’s start drawing the number plates.”
Following Sect Master Wang's words, an old man flew out and hovered in the air, dragging a large black flower basket with his hands and feet.
Without the old man saying anything else, a disciple immediately flew up, came to the old man, stretched out his hand and took out jade tokens one by one from the black flower basket.
Following the disciples, Qin Fengming also flew up and came to the old man.
Just before he reached out, his spiritual consciousness had already glanced out. But what shocked him was that as soon as his spiritual consciousness touched the black flower basket, it was immediately bounced back by a covering wall.
When the old man saw this, he chuckled and snorted softly, without saying anything.
Qin Fengming's face suddenly turned red, but he knew that he was not the only one who hit this wall. He did not dare to stay longer, reached out and took a jade token from the basket, turned around and flew aside.
Holding the jade plaque in his hand, he saw a line of numbers on it, which was exactly the number one hundred and thirty-four.
Thinking about it secretly in his mind, Qin Fengming knew that he would undoubtedly compete in the 134th position.
The battle between low-level monks generally takes a long time, because low-level disciples do not have many secret skills and can only rely on magic weapons to fight. It is not easy to decide the winner between monks of equal strength.
Seeing that all the disciples participating in the competition had drawn their number plates, a middle-aged man immediately appeared in the air, glanced at the disciples below, and said loudly: "Now, the disciples who have drawn numbers 1, 2, 3, and 4 will go to the corresponding places."
In the venue, the competition is carried out. During the competition, it is stopped as soon as the point is reached, and no other people's lives are hurt. Violators will be severely punished."
Following his words, eight disciples immediately flew out from the crowd and entered the corresponding competition arena in the air.
Qin Fengming used his spiritual consciousness to scan and found that among the eight people, four were monks at the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage, two were at the ninth level, and two were at the Great Perfection Realm.
In the competition arena that looks like a ball in the sky, there is already a foundation-building master standing in the middle. Needless to say, it is obvious that these four people are the ones in charge of the competition among the disciples. There are four foundation-building monks presiding over it, and a disciple suddenly
If you miss, you can still give a helping hand in time.
After the referees waved their hands in each game, the four venues started the competition at the same time.
Considering that Qin Fengming had already fought several battles with other monks, he could judge the strength of everyone in the field with just a quick glance.
Facing two monks at the peak of their Qi Gathering Stage, their opponents were in no danger at all, and the winner could be determined in an instant.
A fight between two disciples of the same level will take a lot of time. Because in these two battles, the two parties fighting are one is two disciples at the eighth level of Qi Gathering Stage, and the other is two disciples at the ninth level of Qi Gathering Stage.
The results of the competition were exactly what Qin Fengming had expected. The two monks at the peak of the Qi Gathering Stage won extremely easily, while the other two games lasted for nearly an hour before the winner was decided.
As the two competitions ended, disciples holding jade medals No. 5 and No. 6 immediately appeared on the stage.
The competition went on one after another, making Qin Fengming feel sleepy and uninterested. Such a protracted competition was no longer in his eyes.
Although Qin Fengming has only been cultivating immortals for a few years, six monks of the same level have fallen into his hands at this time. Among them, there are even monks who have reached the level of Qi Gathering Stage.
Looking at these painless competitions now, he felt extremely boring.
After finding a relatively secluded place, Qin Fengming no longer paid attention to the competition arena, but closed his eyes and meditated to rest.
Time passed slowly, and when it was getting dark, all trials were carried out until the 56th.
When the winner was determined in all four venues, Sect Leader Wang leaped out again and announced: "Disciples, it's getting late today. The competition ends here. We will continue after breakfast tomorrow."
Although for the monks, the night is no different from the day, but for the disciples on the ninth level and below during the Qi gathering period, they must eat.
Facing all the competitions today, Qin Fengming couldn't arouse the slightest interest. In such a competition, as soon as his top magic weapon comes out, most of the monks will have no choice but to abandon their swords and admit defeat.
Early the next morning, the competition started on time.
Just when Qin Fengming felt that he had nothing to do, suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in the competition venue. When he stared at it, Qin Fengming couldn't help but the expression on his face moved.
This gorgeous woman is none other than the senior sister named Zeng who originally asked Qin Fengming to refine the top-level magic weapon.
Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness swept over her and revealed that at this time, Senior Sister Zeng was already at the peak of her Qi gathering stage.
I saw Senior Sister Zeng wearing a light red palace dress today, with a light pink ribbon tied around her waist. She looked slim and dazzling. As soon as she appeared on the stage, she aroused cheers from many male disciples, and immediately made the lifeless competition arena lively and noisy.
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Senior Sister Zeng’s opponent was a disciple at the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Stage. Facing Senior Sister Zeng’s flowery face, the disciple seemed a little cautious. He had not even competed yet, so he was three points weaker.
As the master who presided over the competition raised his hand, the competition began.
Senior Sister Zeng was not careless at all. As soon as she started, she waved her jade hand, and a blue shield appeared around her delicate body. It was a green water shield. Then she raised her jade hand again, and a high-grade magic weapon appeared around her body.
Raising his hand, it turned into a startling rainbow and flew towards the opponent.
The male disciple did not hesitate, stretched out his hand and offered a talisman, which turned into an earthy yellow shield to wrap his body. As he waved his hand, the same high-grade magic weapon flashed out, and with a surge, it transformed into
It is nearly ten feet long, dragging a ray of rays of light to intercept the magical weapon.
All of a sudden, two high-grade magic weapons that flashed considerable power struck and collided in the air, and they were fighting endlessly. It was difficult to tell the difference for a moment.
Faced with the magical weapon being intercepted by the opponent, Senior Sister Zeng did not hesitate at all. She waved her jade hand again, and a red giant ax flashed out, carrying a cold light, and slashed down, slashing straight at the man opposite.
Facing the powerful magical weapon being launched into the sky, the man was stunned, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
Judging from the power of the magical weapon offered by the other party, there is no doubt that it is also a high-grade magical weapon. But at this time, it itself has no corresponding magical weapon.
As a last resort, he could only grit his teeth and take out a medium-grade magic weapon from the palm of his hand.
For ordinary disciples in the late Qi Gathering Stage, if they are not backed by a cultivating family, their cultivation talents are not that excellent. When their cultivation reaches the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Stage, they can have a top-grade magic weapon.
This is already a very rare thing.
Following the release of two high-grade magic weapons, Senior Sister Zeng no longer made the slightest move, looking at each other with a faint smile on her pretty face.
The four magic weapons were circling and flying in the air, making people dizzy. The man's middle-grade magic weapon only lasted for one meal, and his spirituality was greatly lost, making it difficult to fight again.
The man originally wanted to sacrifice another medium-grade magic weapon, but he hesitated again and again and ultimately did not sacrifice it.
He knew that even if he sacrificed the magic weapon again, he wouldn't be able to support it for long. After all, the other party had two high-grade magic weapons, but he only had one.
The young man understood the idea, took back his magic weapon, bowed and flew out of the protective shield.
Senior Sister Zeng won without any suspense, causing thousands of low-level monks present to burst into cheers. Senior Sister Zeng calmly put away the two high-grade magic weapons and flew away from the competition ground.
