Chapter 124: The opening of the martial arts meeting
"Don't touch him!"
Seeing that Jiang Li was about to get up and come out, Xiao Si, whose face had been blushing for some reason, stepped forward to help him, but Elder He quickly stopped him.
Senior Sister Xiaosi backed away in confusion, and the next second, the big vat fell apart under the huge force that Jiang Li could not control.
Jiang Li was also stunned, still holding a broken piece of the cylinder in his hand.
He also felt that something was wrong, so he took a step forward.
boom!
The bluestone floor beneath his feet was directly smashed to pieces by his steps. In just two moments, he had made this quiet room a mess.
Jiang Li felt that all the muscles in his body were bulging, and his strength had greatly increased.
But what followed was a loss of control over the body's strength.
Although it is not as exaggerated as the armored horse magic line with full firepower, the power erupted from any movement is enough to destroy stubborn rocks.
"Master, I'll go out and dig a hole first."
"Senior Sister Xiaosi, thank you very much this time. It's a bit inconvenient for me. I will definitely visit you someday."
Jiang Li didn't dare to move around under Elder He's murderous gaze. After greeting Senior Sister Xiaosi, he stretched out his hand to summon the Dragon Prison Lock placed aside, and let it take him to the open space outside.
Soon, exaggerated roars came from the open space.
If Jiang Li hadn't carved a circle of suction notes around this area when he was pounding the ground for exercise earlier, the entire Demon-Conquering Hall would have been unable to sleep for a long time.
This beating lasted another seven days and seven nights.
During this period, registration for the sect's martial arts competition began, and it was naturally impossible for Elder He to refuse Jiang Li's participation.
It should be said that he has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
He couldn't help but feel excited when he thought that the young disciples he had just taken in for a few months would push a group of geniuses to the ground and beat them up.
Therefore, before Jiang Li could say anything himself, Elder He had already reported his name to him.
During this period, Yan Hong sent him another pack of gold powder and gold paint, so that his demon-breaking golden skin finally completely covered his whole body.
Of course, this also means that he will never have any fate with confidante like "Nie Xiaoqian" in the future.
That guy Yan Hong has finally entered the middle stage of Qi training. As Jiang Li gradually gains a foothold in the sect, his business is getting better and better.
The spiritual stones earned every month, in addition to the dividends given to Jiang Li and his own expenses for training, can even be used to give some spiritual stones as bonuses to his disciples.
According to what he said, he plans to open a stall in the future and send people to stay at the Shengxian Pavilion market. The amount of spiritual stones that can be earned by then may be more than ten times.
Jiang Li also visited Senior Sister Xiaosi's alchemy room again after the incident.
It's a pity that the jars of good wine he brought to the door were not put to use, but she was dragged along to deal with a lot of spiritual materials that required a lot of effort.
Afterwards, Elder He's disciples, Liu Mulan and several other disciples who met the competition conditions also rushed back to the sect one after another.
Jiang Li also met them one by one, and all of them were super macho men with tattoos.
Although Jiang Li was strong enough, he was still young after all. Standing next to them, he looked like a potato mixed in among a group of pumpkins.
They were very kind to Jiang Li, their junior brother. Basically, everyone gave a gift very thoughtfully, which made Jiang Li unexpectedly make a small profit.
Time passed day by day, and the time for the sect's martial arts competition was getting closer and closer. Ten more small arenas appeared on the ground below the floating main arena.
At that time, the floating arena will be the stage for the foundation-building disciples, because if the foundation-building disciples use all their strength to cast spells, the damage range will be difficult to grasp, and it is very likely to accidentally injure the audience.
The disciples in the Qi refining stage who are more numerous but of poorer quality will fight in the arena on the ground.
Of course, if disciples from both sides want to compete in the sky, this arena can do it.
Soon, the day came for the opening of the sect's martial arts competition.
The Master of the Buddhist Scripture Valley and many high-level officials gathered in the Changqing Hall, and then the entire hall rose from the sky and landed on an auspicious cloud, showing the majesty of the Immortal Family.
Looking down from that height, the view must be perfect, and all eleven arenas can be seen clearly.
The inner sect disciples can choose to take the sect's tower ship and stand on the deck to watch the large and small arenas in the center.
As for the outer disciples, they are not treated so well. Looking at the ten Qi Refining Stage disciples on the ground, the arena is not bad. If you want to see the wonderful battle between the Foundation Establishment Stage brothers, you can only look up with your neck raised.
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Then a sect elder came out and announced the rules of the competition.
This rule actually means there are no rules.
You can use magic weapons, you can use talismans, and you can even swallow pills on the spot. These are the rules established according to the Dazhong Mountain Monk Competition. As long as you can win, other trivial matters are nothing.
Of course, killing is not allowed within the sect.
"Jiang Li, do you really want to compete in this arena?"
"I heard that among the disciples who are participating in this martial arts competition, only two are in the middle stage of Qi training. The other senior brothers and sisters are all in the late stage of Qi training. Is it really okay for you to go up like this?"
Yan Hong stood beside Jiang Li and kept chattering. In his eyes, or in the eyes of most monks, Qi training represented everything.
"I'm afraid you have forgotten that the dragon turtle I caught last time, I can catch that thing back. Just a few qi training disciples, what do they mean?"
Yan Hong was in the trading area at the time and did not see the true form of the dragon turtle. Later, when he heard people talk about it, he only thought it was an exaggeration.
In his deep-rooted concept, a person in the middle stage of Qi training can never beat the late stage of Qi training.
Without him, his knowledge is shallow.
"And it's just the late stage of Qi training. Man, I'm getting close to it."
Jiang Li rolled his eyes helplessly, and then said something to himself.
More than two months have passed since he broke through to the sixth level of Guimu Jue. Although he spent a long period of time practicing body skills and did not spend much time practicing Qi.
But the effect of spiritual energy filling the body is really powerful, and he has now reached the peak of the sixth level, and is just on the verge of breaking through to the late stage of Qi training, which is just a matter of time.
"By the way, you said that besides me, there is another mid-stage Qi training disciple who participated in the martial arts competition. Do you know who it is?"
Jiang Li became curious about this. Who else was so brave besides him?
"Look over there, isn't it?"
Yan Hong quietly pointed in a direction, and Jiang Li looked along, and found a young man of similar age sitting in a corner of the waiting area, with an indifferent expression between his eyebrows, as if he was so awesome that he disdained the common people in the world.
But Jiang Li suddenly felt a little familiar with this pretentious expression, as if he had seen it somewhere before?