After returning home in the evening, Liu Changxu found his father and told him about the discovery of the evil cultivator.
Father Liu Shihao pondered for a moment and said: "It seems that we cannot take the casual cultivators selected to join the family war team lightly and must conduct strict examinations. I heard that there are two methods that can be used to identify evil cultivators and spies.
One is the Asking Heart Talisman, and the other is the Asking Heart Formation, but our Liu family doesn’t master either the Asking Heart Talisman or the Asking Heart Formation!"
When Liu Changxu heard what his father said, he couldn't help but wonder if Qinghu Xiaoqing could use the Eye of Reincarnation to examine and identify these Qi-refining casual cultivators.
So he tentatively said: "Father, the bloodline magic of my spiritual beast Xiaoqing, the Eye of Reincarnation, has a very powerful psychedelic effect. We can use it to identify the true status of casual cultivators!"
Liu Shihao thought for a while and said: "You can try your method!"
After finishing speaking, the father and son discussed the details of the arena competition.
The next morning, at the foot of Peach Blossom Mountain, on two huge stone arenas that were three feet high and one hundred feet wide each, there were shouts of killing and the explosions of spells, and the arena competition was in full swing.
The area around the arena was filled with casual cultivators and monks from various cultivating families who were watching the excitement. Since each arena was restricted by formations arranged by Li Zhenxin, the aftermath of the monks' fighting attacks in the arena competition could not affect the surrounding audience.
Since this kind of arena match is rarely seen in the surrounding area, it attracted many monks from cultivating families to watch. Liu Changxu roughly estimated that there were as many as a thousand monks watching the match. Some smart monks set up stalls nearby.
Various spiritual items are on sale, and the atmosphere is very lively.
At this time, the casual cultivators who signed up to participate in the arena competition were fighting against each other in the order of drawing lots. Since the magic skills were blind, each participating casual cultivator signed a life and death certificate before the competition. Therefore, although the participating Qi Refining casual cultivators were
Although the strength is not high, the battle scenes are also very bloody.
In order to reduce the casualties among the casual cultivators, Liu Changxu and his father Liu Shihao each sat in a ring. They would only stop the loser when his life was in danger. Therefore, the loser in the fight was only seriously injured and did not die. However,
There were quite a few people with broken arms and legs, and soon the clean and tidy Qing Gang Stone Arena was covered with bloodstains.
Liu Changxu discovered that although most of the casual cultivators participating in the arena competition were cultivators in the middle stage of Qi refining and above, there were not many cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining. There were only eight people, and the beautiful female cultivator named Zhang Wenjun was also among them. The reason for this is mainly because the Liu family has also set an age requirement for Qi-refining casual practitioners who sign up for the competition, which must not exceed fifty years old. In fact, most casual practitioners are subject to various restrictions such as resources and exercises, and they must be qualified before the age of fifty.
There are very few people who have reached the late stage of Qi refining, not to mention casual cultivators, even the family cultivators of the Liu family.
Soon it was Zhang Wenjun's turn to take the stage, and she faced a tall and muscular middle-aged monk on the sixth level of Qi Refining, and the arena they were in was the same arena where Liu Changxu was sitting.
At the beginning, the sturdy middle-aged casual cultivator was holding a huge black stick weighing a thousand kilograms and struck the beautiful female cultivator in the head.
As a physical cultivator, although he is not as good as the female cultivator opposite him in terms of cultivation level, he is not afraid at all when fighting this beautiful middle-aged female cultivator with a delicate figure by virtue of his strong strength. He has a lot of respect for himself.
Strong confidence.
However, as a late-stage Qi refining monk, Zhang Wenjun is not just a flower vase, she also has considerable strength. Her body movements are light and swift, leaving no trace like an antelope hanging its horns. Every attack of the middle-aged physical practitioner ends up being
Falling into the empty space, the giant stick hitting the open space made countless cracks on the green stone floor of the arena.
Zhang Wenjun's flying sword attack is also extraordinary. Her flying sword is a top-quality magic weapon. It is slender, sharp and agile, and the attack angle is extremely tricky and fast. It is like a white cold light flying up and down in the middle-aged body, and it is quickly captured.
Taking the initiative in the battle, the physical cultivator had no choice but to use the black giant stick to protect himself firmly.
The battle between the two attracted the attention of most of the monks present, and Liu Changxu was also observing the battle between the two with great interest.
Judging from the fighting methods of these two people, it is obvious that the middle-aged physical practitioner was born in Yeluzi. Although his physical strength is strong, his stick skills are indeed very poor. He has only one physical strength, but no means to exert it.
But the beautiful middle-aged female cultivator named Zhang Wenjun is different. She has a solid foundation and good skills. The swordsmanship she performs is at least Huang-level swordsmanship. Even the Liu family in the past did not have it. At first glance, she belongs to the Immortal Cultivation Sect.
Or family background, it is unlikely that she was from an ordinary cultivator, which made Liu Changxu very interested in the background of that female cultivator.
Sure enough, although the battle between the two was fierce, Zhang Wenjun was the better in the end. With a flash of cold light, the flying sword touched the middle-aged bodybuilder's neck, and finally won the game.
Although the middle-aged physical practitioner failed, he still had a chance. After the top ten were determined, he still had the opportunity to challenge. Liu Changxu was still very optimistic about him. This middle-aged physical practitioner just lacked a suitable skill for him.
It’s just stick skills. Once he practices a stick skill that suits him, it’s not certain who will win in this battle!
Near noon, the first round of the arena competition ended. A total of twenty-seven people won, and one person received a bye to enter the second round.
In the afternoon, the second round of the arena competition began. After a round of screening, the strength of the casual cultivators participating in the second round was more balanced, and therefore the battle scenes became more intense. In order to win, many powerful casual cultivators also began to use the most underhanded methods.
, various magic methods emerged in endlessly, and there were many tricks. The monks who were watching were eye-opening and said that the trip was worthwhile.
Even Liu Changxu was deeply inspired after watching the battles of these monks. Although the magic methods of these monks were not strong in Liu Changxu's eyes, they were something that Liu Changxu, a foundation-building monk, had never seen before.
In particular, Zhang Wenjun's middle-aged female cultivator made Liu Changxu look at him with admiration. This time she was fighting a Qi Refining seventh-level casual cultivator in his forties. This casual cultivator was not only proficient in his own magic, but also had sharp flying sword attacks.
There is also a first-order high-grade diamond ape.
Even Liu Changxu felt that she would definitely lose, so she also released her spiritual beast, the red-feathered crane. This red-feathered crane was obviously a mutant spiritual crane, and its combat power was obviously higher than the first-level top-level magenta crane that Liu Changxu had seen.
Yuhe is evenly matched with the strength of the Vajra Ape.
After seeing that he could not defeat his opponent with flying swords, Zhang Wenjun used a red ribbon magic weapon. It was woven from a special kind of spiritual silk. It was not only very tough, but also impervious to water and fire. After it was danced, the entire arena was engulfed.
The red silk was shrouded in red silk. When the flying sword of the monk in the late stage of Qi Refining struck the red silk, it was like cutting in the air. The fireball emitted could not burn the surface of the silk. In the end, it was tied up with a red silk ribbon into a big rice dumpling. p>