Those who are shortlisted into the top 32 will receive merit rewards.
Being shortlisted for the top 16, the merit reward will be doubled, and you will have the qualification to challenge the top ten disciples of the outer sect.
Under the arrangement, the competition officially began. Two disciples from the outer sect were named and strode onto the martial arts stage, facing each other twenty meters apart.
"Senior Brother Li, please use your full strength."
"Junior brother Wang, don't worry, I won't hold back."
The two of them knew each other, and when they finished speaking, their true energy surged.
These two people are practicing Xiao Qing Yuan Gong. The same true energy is surging, and there is a faint trace of cyan between the eyebrows. The two people have similar cultivation levels. Xiao Qing Yuan Gong has also been cultivated to the fourth level. In terms of strength,
There is no obvious difference.
The key to winning or losing lies in the level of martial arts they have practiced and their own fighting ability.
One of the two is practicing swordsmanship, which is the orthodoxy of Qingyun Sect, and the other is practicing palm skills.
Fighting with swords and swords using flesh palms will inevitably lead to disadvantages. Therefore, those who use palm techniques wear a pair of gloves to better protect their hands and can fight head-on with swords without being injured.
The two men, who were of equal strength, fought with all their strength, the fight was fierce, the wind of their palms was flying, and the light of their swords intertwined.
"As expected of a disciple of the sect, the battle at the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm is so amazing." All the casual cultivators were filled with emotion.
Rogue practitioners lack resources and inheritance, and the techniques and martial arts they practice are often relatively low-level or even incomplete.
After a fierce battle for a moment, the sword-wielding disciple seized a chance and turned his sword into a ray of cyan light, hitting the opponent's chest directly and knocking him away to win.
The first battle is over, the winner is promoted and the loser is eliminated. The second battle begins immediately and ends in just three breaths, because the gap in cultivation between the two sides in the second battle is obvious, and the gap in strength is also very obvious.
The third battle... the fourth battle... the fifth battle...
The battles in the qualifying round were carried out one after another. Each battle was either quite fierce and fierce, or it was solved directly with one move, showing a crushing trend, but no matter which one it was, most of the spectators were excited to watch.
This kind of battle is nothing to Chen Zong. Under a pair of seemingly plain eyes, he can clearly see the trajectory of all fighting moves, and they are full of flaws.
But it is undeniable that these people are quite outstanding. If they are compared with their peers in Canglan World, they are definitely far superior. Even the genius disciples of the fifteen top forces in Canglan World have no advantage.
gap!
This is the gap in the world’s foundation.
There are two hundred and fifty-six people, and there will be one hundred and twenty-eight battles in the first round of the qualifying round.
In the fifty-sixth battle, one of the two sides was Ge Kong.
"Gekong, you were lucky enough to be shortlisted, but I advise you to admit defeat on your own, so as not to get hurt in the first place, which is not good." There was a sneer in the corner of the other party's mouth, and he said to Ge Kong in a tone full of oppression.
He thought that Ge Kong was still the same Ge Kong as a month ago.
"Stop talking nonsense, you will know after fighting." Ge Kong suppressed his inner excitement and shouted coldly.
Although his talent is average among the more than a thousand disciples of the outer sect, deep down in his heart he also longs to be strong and to show what he has learned under the gaze of everyone, but he has never had the chance, even if he had the chance.
Dare, because I don’t have enough strength or self-confidence.
However, this month's progress made him feel like he was dreaming, which he had never felt before since he was born.
Progress, enhance, bring confidence.
"In that case, just take my sword." As soon as the other party finished speaking, the long sword was unsheathed, turning into a blue sword light and stabbing through the air.
Green light swordsmanship!
This is the first choice sword technique for many outer sect disciples to practice swordsmanship, because there are complete follow-up sword techniques within the sect and they can continue to practice.
In an instant, Ge Kong's sword was also unsheathed, and it also turned into a sword light and shot through the air. This cyan sword light looked more condensed and more agile. This scene immediately made many people startled.
"Like an arm using a finger, if there is divine help, this kind of aura is clearly in a trance!" Fenjiang Jianjiang Baichuan was startled, surprised.
"A mere disciple of the late fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm can actually practice the Azure Light Sword Technique to the state of trance." The inner sect elders and a group of outer sect elders were also surprised and couldn't help but look at Ge Kong a few more times.
There are more than a thousand disciples of the outer sect, and the elders of the outer sect know that among those who usually perform relatively well, there is absolutely no one like Ge Kong.
Gekong's opponent's cultivation level is at the peak of the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, which is even better than Gekong's by a small level. However, the opponent's cultivation method is at the fourth level, while Gekong has cultivated to the fifth level, which is true energy.
The explosive power is stronger, which not only makes up for the gap in small levels of cultivation, but also exceeds it.
Coupled with the trance-like azure light swordsmanship and the combat experience improved by Chen Zong's personal training, with the three combined, Ge Kong knocked down the opponent's long sword with just three sword strikes.
His face was filled with astonishment. The other party never expected that Ge Kong, whom he looked down upon, would actually defeat him.
Ge Kong himself couldn't believe it, as if he was dreaming, but when he heard the exclamations around him, he realized that he had won. An indescribable confidence quietly grew in his heart and gradually grew stronger.
The self-confidence brought about by improving one's cultivation and strength is often illusory. Only by defeating a powerful opponent can that self-confidence be forged, solidified, and no longer illusory.
To Ge Kong, the person in front of him was an unattainable person in the past, and he was not even qualified to be his opponent.
"Thank you, Brother Zong." Ge Kong walked up to Chen Zong and said in an unprecedented serious tone, his tone solemn.
"Thank yourself." Chen Zong smiled slightly.
The reason why I wholeheartedly give guidance to Ge Kong is because Ge Kong is a good friend of Chen Qingzong and has helped Chen Qingzong. Furthermore, it is also because Ge Kong is a talent that can be made. Maybe his cultivation talent is not high, but he is hardworking and tenacious enough and has a resilience.
and persistence.
In the eightieth battle, the two sides fighting were the Bloody Sword Unit Dragon and Miao Junfeng.
"Junior Brother Shan, I heard that not long ago you broke into Lianjiang Village alone with one sword and gained a great reputation. Your strength should not be weak and you are expected to be in the top 16. But unfortunately, you met me in the first battle." Miao Junfeng is handsome.
A smile appeared on his face, seemingly concerned, but in fact he was attacking the unit dragon with words.
"A loser who has not yet broken through to the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm at the age of eighteen dares to speak arrogant words in front of me." The words of the Evil Blood Sword Unit Dragon were extremely sharp and cunning. He said them in a cold and stern tone, which made Miao Junfeng's expression change greatly.
Almost vomited blood.
There are more than a thousand disciples of the outer sect, and the eighteen-year-old Miao Junfeng is definitely one of the earliest ones to join the sect. The disciples who joined the sect with him either died outside or have broken through and become inner sect disciples. Only Miao Jun
Feng and a few disciples who entered the sect in the same batch are still struggling outside the sect.
The eighteen-year-old Miao Junfeng's cultivation has already reached the limit of the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but he has not been able to break through to the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Even so, because of more training time, superb swordsmanship and powerful power, he is ten
A strong candidate for the top six.
Miao Junfeng's goal is naturally to challenge the top ten of the outer sect, defeat them, and be included in the top ten, preferably the top three, so that he can receive generous rewards and directly become a disciple of the inner sect.
Miao Junfeng, who became angry and humiliated, started to activate the technique. As the powerful infuriating energy surged, there was a hint of purple energy rising behind him. It was a top-grade mortal-level technique called Zi Yuan Gong, and he had practiced it to the fifth level.
The Zi Yuan Qi surged to the extreme, pouring into his arms, holding the sword, and unsheathing it.
The sword light moved quickly, like a purple lightning bolt shooting through the air.
Ordinary top grade purple electric sword technique!
This sword has a hint of agility, as if it has the help of a god, it is the purple electric sword technique of the trance state.
Although Miao Junfeng is eighteen years old, his cultivation has not yet broken through to the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but he can still be regarded as a genius, at least for many casual cultivators, it is out of reach.
The Purple Lightning Sword Technique, which is fully activated by the fifth level of Purple Yuan Qi, explodes to its extreme power, like a purple cold lightning piercing the air, showing no mercy. This is a blow from the enraged Miao Junfeng, and it is going to cause severe damage directly.
Unit Dragon.
With a cold snort, the unit dragon unsheathed the long sword at his waist, and a ball of blood filled the air, like a bloody sun rising into the sky.
Blood-red Qi surged through the body, and there was a faint sound of ocean waves. Chen Zong keenly discovered that a trace of blood was swimming on the surface of the unit dragon's skin.
The tyrannical blood-colored energy surged toward his right arm, reaching the blade of the sword, and the blood glowed brightly.
The astonishing evil spirit then spread out, spreading like a trace of red mist.
kill!
The bloody sword light shot out from the red mist. It was fast and fierce. The shocking killing intent made Miao Junfeng, who was the first to bear the brunt, feel a chill all over his body. His skin was numb, and the blood all over his body was also rushed. His energy was affected.
, the sword that was shot out brazenly also paused slightly, and its power was greatly reduced.
Masters compete with each other for only one breath.
Although Miao Junfeng was very powerful and had killed many enemies during his training, he was far inferior to Unit Longyi.
The moment Miao Junfeng realized something was wrong, it was already a step too late. The purple sword light was instantly broken, and the bloody sword light struck like a thunderbolt.
Blood splashed, Miao Junfeng screamed, and was knocked upside down by the powerful force. When he landed, there was a sword wound on his chest, and blood kept coming out.
"quick!"
Someone immediately stepped forward and sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound to stop the bleeding. Otherwise, he would lose too much blood and might die. Even if he didn't die, he would be weak for a while.
"Trash!" Unit Dragon stared at Miao Junfeng with a pair of terrifying evil eyes, opened his mouth and spit out two cold words, which immediately made Miao Junfeng tremble all over, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was pale and sluggish.
"One sword!"
Everyone at the ten seats of the outer sect had different reactions. Those ranked tenth to fourth had their pupils shrink, feeling a great threat. Zhang Tiekuang's expression changed slightly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.
of fighting spirit.
Ye Xijun seemed slightly startled, then his expression returned to normal.
Yang Chaofan's face and pupils did not change at all, they were as calm and calm as ever, and his ordinary face had a feeling of being unattainable.
"So strong!"
"So scary."
"Is this really the power that a disciple of the outer sect can exert?" The casual cultivators were horrified, and the masters of other forces were also shocked.
In addition to the outer sect disciples of Qingyun Sect, those watching the battle also had several inner sect disciples. When these inner sect disciples saw the sword wielded by Unit Long, they were shocked in their hearts because they felt that even if they were on the field, they would not be able to fight.
When facing that sword, you must also treat it with caution.
For a time, the Blood Sword Unit Dragon attracted all the attention.