"Valley Master, there seems to be no one challenging the A-level arena."
An elder noticed the situation in the Qi Refining Stage Arena below. This kind of situation where one person was guarding the arena and no one dared to fight was rare.
The last time this happened, it seemed that it was the martial arts competition within the sect of Chu Yunxuan.
After hearing this, Master Wushe, the master of the Tibetan Sutra Valley, withdrew his gaze from the foundation-building stage arena and looked at the battlefield below.
Then he saw a familiar figure.
"Hey, it's this kid again."
Seeing Jiang Li who was lying on the ring in a rocking chair using his spells to conjure up a rocking chair, all the senior officials couldn't help but burst into laughter.
This disciple of Elder He really has some of his demeanor when he was young. He is really... out of the ordinary.
"It seems that the leader of the Qi Refining Stage disciples has been decided. Junior Brother He, congratulations."
Master Wu She congratulated Elder He, and the other elders followed suit.
This group of elders watched Jiang Li's several rounds of fighting in the Changqing Hall. With their eyesight, they could naturally see that Jiang Li's physical strength had actually exceeded the level of Qi refining.
It would undoubtedly be extremely difficult for other disciples to win against him.
In their eyes, the foundation-building dragon turtle blood pattern on Jiang Li's body alone was enough to put a terrifying distance between him and other Qi-refining stage disciples.
This is the power of the Mystical Beast Blood Atlas. An excellent blood pattern can help practitioners easily crush opponents of the same level.
What the elders didn't know was that Jiang Li had captured the dragon turtle himself. Before he developed the dragon turtle blood pattern, his strength was already extraordinary.
When the two phases are superimposed, Jiang Li naturally becomes more unsolvable.
"Senior brother was joking, but the young disciple was naughty and made senior brother and the elders laugh."
Being humble, Elder He was really satisfied with his disciple and had nothing to say. This time he got a qi training and went back for the first time, so he had to think about something to reward him.
"Junior brother He, to be honest, how strong is your disciple? Can you compete with a foundation-building disciple?"
The master of the valley, Wu She, didn't even look at the five floating arenas where the spiritual energy was pulsating in the sky, but Jiang Li stared down with interest.
"This... I'm not afraid of senior brother's jokes. This kid Jiang Li is usually very clever and always likes to hide things. Even I, a master, dare not say that I really understand him."
Elder He recalled what Liu Mulan had said to him before. His disciple Jiang Li had a silent and uncontrollable speed hidden in his body.
God knows if there is anything else he is hiding from himself.
"But he also sparred with several other disciples of mine on weekdays. It shouldn't be a problem to deal with ordinary foundation-building disciples."
Elder He thought for a while and felt that Jiang Li could hunt the dragon turtle alone, and his strength should probably not be lower than this level.
"Junior Brother He, why don't we try your disciple?"
Master Wushe waved the whisk lightly in his hand, and he didn't know whether he was thinking of Chu Yunxuan, whom he regarded as his successor, or something else.
"Brother, what do you mean?"
Immediately, he followed the other person's gaze and understood what his senior brother meant.
This is...a bit interesting.
Elder He, who likes to lock his disciples and monsters together and watch them fight desperately, is famous for not taking things too seriously.
The two looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and then they looked at the other elders beside them who were confused.
"Elders, what do you think?"
After a while, all the senior elders in the Changqing Hall showed interested expressions. They all looked at Jiang Li on the A-shaped arena below. It was obvious that there was a terrible "conspiracy" brewing.
If Jiang Li saw this scene at this time, he would definitely be shocked for a whole year.
Jiang Li had always thought that this group of high-level sects with profound and unpredictable cultivation should be steady and wise men with moral integrity and moral integrity, or they could be old antiques who follow the rules and live by the past.
Who would have thought that this group of senior monks, the youngest of whom is over 150 years old, would still want to have fun day by day...
Jiang Li, who was lying on the rocking chair and wasting away time in the A-shaped ring, suddenly felt like a light on his back, as if there were many pairs of eyes with malicious intent staring at him.
He jumped up from the rocking chair and looked around, trying to find the source of the danger.
Then he saw the expression on the face of Senior Sister Huichun Hall who had been guarding the gong beside him and had nothing to do.
"Yes..Yes..Yes..Okay, disciple understands."
Then it was as if someone was speaking in her ear, and she nodded in response. But Jiang Li couldn't hear anything.
After a while.
"Junior Brother Jiang Li, the Valley Master told you not to be lazy. The better your grades, the greater the rewards."
The senior sister left such a sentence without a clue. After saying that, she jumped off the ring and stood in the open space aside. She also waved to Jiang Li as if to say goodbye.
"Lazy...? What do you mean?"
Jiang Li looked up and looked in the direction of Changqing Palace, a little confused.
The better the result? What result can be better than first place?
Is it possible that the Valley Master wants to kick out all the Qi training disciples? One person occupies ten arenas?
That's not good.
Then, before Jiang Li could think about it for long, the arena beneath his feet suddenly shook.
Jiang Li was startled. After he stood firm, he immediately put on a defensive posture. He subconsciously thought that someone was attacking him.
But soon, the magic fighting platform slowly rising from the ground made him think of a not so good guess.
Better results... wouldn't it?
Jiang Li was confused, and the disciples who were watching were also confused. How could such a big magic fighting platform fly so quickly? The formation was malfunctioning?
"The A-shaped arena seems to be... flying?"
"Nonsense, such a big magic fighting platform is flying, is it possible that we are still dazzled?"
"But Senior Brother Jiang Li seems to be still up there. What... is he going to do?"
"Did someone apply for an aerial battle with Senior Brother Jiang Li? But I didn't see any other Senior Brother on stage?"
"Is it possible that...Senior Brother Jiang Li has broken through the Foundation Establishment Stage? So he wants to participate in the Foundation Establishment Stage Magical Battle?"
"How is this possible? Senior Brother Jiang Li has only been here for less than a year. How can anyone successfully build a foundation so quickly? It's impossible for him to have the best spiritual roots."
No one, including Jiang Li, could guess what the sect's senior officials were thinking at the first time, because it was simply outrageous.
A few minutes later, the A-shaped arena Jiang Li was in floated to the same height as the five floating arenas, becoming the sixth arena on the foundation-building battlefield.
He stood alone on the stage, but just like the ring, he looked very out of place.
"Junior brother, this is a floating arena for foundation-building disciples. You shouldn't be here. Leave quickly!"
In the final round of the foundation-building magic battle, a total of eleven outstanding disciples competed for five floating arenas.
There are now five arenas, paired up in pairs, with a total of ten disciples fighting.
The last remaining person was free, flying in the air, waiting for the opportunity to challenge.
After discovering the sudden appearance of Jiang Li, this disciple's occupational disease suddenly broke out and he stepped forward to drive Jiang Li away skillfully.
The Foundation Establishment Senior Brother was dressed in black, with a flying sword under his feet and a long knife on his waist. His appearance was distinctive. All the disciples in the Sutra Library could tell that he was a law enforcement disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall.
Only law enforcement hall disciples would develop such a habit of meddling in other people's business.
But there was no need for Jiang Li to answer. The foundation-building law enforcement disciple had just finished speaking. His expression was just like that of the senior sister from Huichun Hall just now. An inaudible voice fell into his ears.
middle.
It was obviously a sect elder who was communicating with him.
"Senior brother, now you understand."
Jiang Li spread his hands and felt quite helpless. He still hadn't figured out what the senior leaders of the sect wanted to do.
The strength he has always shown is at the level of an ordinary foundation-building period. When sparring with his senior brothers and sisters, he has always been relatively restrained. The strength he has shown is always slightly inferior.
How could they think that they could defeat the eleven strongest people under the age of thirty in the Sutra Valley?
And even if he defeated a few of them, so what? In the competition for the share of the secret realm of the medicine garden, the Qi refining stage and the foundation building stage were separate, so he couldn't help.
Jiang Li instinctively resisted such a thankless task, and then the next moment, he was slightly startled.
In his ears, he remembered the rich voice of his master, Elder He, mixed with the subtle roar of beasts.
"The first five rewards are guaranteed to satisfy you!"
Elder He only said eight words, which Jiang Li sneered at.
Who are you looking at? What kind of rewards should not be rewarded... I, Jiang Li, mainly like to compete!
"Okay master, I understand."
Jiang Li, who was bored, suddenly became energetic.
On the opposite side, the law enforcement disciple who landed on the A-shaped arena raised his head and just finished the sound transmission conversation.
He raised his head and looked at Jiang Li, with a bit of contempt and disdain still visible in his eyes.
"I have heard the whole story. Since it is the arrangement of the Valley Master and the elders, as a disciple, I should naturally abide by it.
"But this junior brother, I hope you can just admit defeat and return to the ground to carry out your martial arts competition."
"You should understand that it is impossible for a disciple in the Qi Refining Stage to defeat a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage. If you continue, you will only be the one who suffers in the end."
An aura erupted from that senior brother's body, unscrupulously showing off his cultivation and power to Jiang Li.
If he were an ordinary disciple in the Qi refining stage, he would have kowtowed and begged for mercy and retreated. This was his experience in law enforcement in the past and had proven to be successful time and time again.
However, it is a pity that the person standing in front of him is not a weak and helpless outer disciple, but the disciple of the first elder of the Demon-Suppressing Hall, Jiang Li!
"Junior brother appreciates your kindness, but please take action quickly. After beating senior brother, I have to challenge the next stage."
As he said that, Jiang Li had already cast his eyes on the other five arenas not far away, as if he really wanted to finish the work quickly and did not take this law enforcement disciple into consideration at all.
"Haha, arrogant!"
"Don't think that just because you come out on top in the Qi Refining Stage Magical Battle, you can ignore us seniors. You simply won't understand how powerful Foundation Establishment is."
The disciple was very dissatisfied with Jiang Li's attitude. After all, he was also a senior brother. This was really outrageous.
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and the power in his body became slightly stronger.
Just by inciting spiritual energy like this, just to create this useless aura, isn't he afraid of spending too much?
"Oh, I have such a bad temper."
Jiang Li sighed, completely disappointed with the character of the law enforcement hall disciples.
The special nature of their work keeps them in an emotional state of "what are you looking at, try again".
They generally believe that only anger can control the tens of thousands of disciples in the outer sect.
Over time, I got used to being domineering and domineering, and I couldn't change it.
Jiang Li didn't expect his few words to change their personalities, so he was unwilling to say anything more to "cold ass" like them.
As soon as he stepped down, a piece of gravel was kicked away, causing a sound that broke through the air, and then hit the gong that flew up along with the ring.
Duang!
The sound of the gong signifies the start of the French fight!
"Ridiculous!"
The expression of the foundation-building law enforcement disciple was as dark as the bottom of a pot, thinking that Jiang Li had wasted his good intentions.
So he didn't want to waste any more words and pointed his sword at a flying sword floating in the air.
The flying sword, or sword-shaped magic weapon, suddenly burst out with an extremely powerful spiritual energy, and shot directly in the direction of Jiang Li.
The place he aimed at was not a critical point, but it was enough to teach this junior brother in the Qi refining stage a lesson.
But the next moment.
Wow!
A pitch-black chain flew out from Jiang Li's waist, and rolled up and down to meet the sword-shaped magic weapon that was shot at him, wrapping the powerful magic weapon tightly.
Immediately after the Prison Dragon Lock was locked, a faint light flashed, and a terrifying binding and suppressing force acted on it. In an instant, all the spiritual energy on the sword-shaped magic weapon was eliminated, and it fell directly to the ground and was stepped on by Jiang Li.
When it comes to flying swords and sword-shaped magic weapons, there is almost no difference between the two in appearance. But in essence, they are two completely different things.
The simplest difference is that driving the flying sword mainly relies on the sword skills practiced by sword cultivators.
The sword-shaped magic weapon relies entirely on the magic weapon itself. All the monks need is to provide spiritual energy and indicate the target.
It sounds like sword-shaped magic weapons are more cost-effective and more convenient, and they don't require the monks to do much to exert their power.
But in fact, this kind of sword-shaped magic weapon is something that true sword cultivators look down upon.
Real flying swords can often accompany a monk throughout his life, and he will become stronger as he fights with the sword cultivator. Theoretically, there is no upper limit to the power of a flying sword.
As for the sword-shaped magic weapon, after all, it is just a magic weapon. Unless it is remade at a high cost, its upper limit has been set from the beginning of forging.
If this thing is a flying sword, with the external support provided by the sword cultivator, it may still be able to struggle.
But if it's just a magic weapon, it can only be ruthlessly suppressed by the Dragon Prison Lock.
boom!
A ten-meter-long flaming sword slashed down at the head of the bag.
When the foundation-building disciple saw that his killing blow was easily blocked by Jiang Li, he also used a strange chain to directly pull down his magic weapon. At that moment, he couldn't hold back his face, so he no longer held back and slashed it down with a sharp knife.
However, Jiang Li seemed to be frightened and just stood there without hiding.
The moment before the sword light fell, a wisp of darkness crawled over his body, and at the same time, the Overlord Body Technique was activated instantly.
Coupled with the demon-breaking golden skin, hardened skin, and cool skin, Jiang Li formed a thick layer of defense on his body surface.
The flaming sword energy was very strong, and Jiang Li's defense almost reached the critical point of bearing the pressure, but in the end, he was still able to defend it.
Wow!
The dark iron chains shot out fiercely from the raging flames and were in front of the law enforcement disciple in an instant, and were about to completely bind him the next moment.
Today's prison dragon lock, under Jiang Li's continuous sacrifice day and night, is almost equivalent to being nourished by the spiritual energy of hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones, and its power is no longer comparable to what it once was.
Once caught by it, not to mention the monks in the foundation building stage, even the masters in the alchemy stage will have to kneel down and sing "conquer".
It's a pity that Jiang Li's sneak attack was still unsuccessful. The prison dragon lock was split open by several consecutive rays of sword light, allowing him to escape in the end.
When the flames dissipated, Jiang Li's top had been burned to ashes, revealing his naked muscles. The clothes on his lower body were protected by his spiritual energy, so he survived.
He and his feet were still stepping on the sword-shaped magic weapon. After losing the suppression of the prison dragon lock, the thing began to struggle again, trying to overturn Jiang Li and regain his freedom.
However, when Jiang Li touched the cloth bag on his waist, a small rune carving knife appeared in his hand.
With quick eyes and quick hands, he slashed hard at the core rune of the sword-shaped magic weapon.
Under the huge brute force, the key runes were destroyed, just like a precise circuit was cut off. The spiritual energy of this sword-shaped magic weapon was quickly lost. Within a few seconds, it lay on the ground and never moved again.
Jiang Li kicked away the sword-shaped magic weapon, raised his hand to take back the prison dragon lock that was flying around chasing the law enforcement disciples, and wrapped it around his own hands.
Crackling!
The bones on his body rang together violently, as if an ancient ferocious beast had woken up from its slumber. Jiang Li stretched out his body, raised a pair of iron fists, and rushed towards the opponent.