Soon it was time to compete in the Qi training period. Under the shouts of the disciples of the Chen family who were presiding over the ceremony, the competition in the Qi training period officially began.
There is no quota limit for the competition between Qi training period disciples, so many casual cultivators during the Qi training period are gearing up and eager to try, ready to show off their talents.
Chen Shiyu, who is ranked 36th in his generation, took the lead.
Everyone saw a beautiful woman wearing a Tsing Yi and a high bun, landing lightly on the fighting ring.
She gave a brief salute and slowly said:
"I am Chen Shiyu, would you like to ask if any fellow Taoist would be willing to come on stage and give me a lesson?"
When everyone saw that she was a beautiful woman, many people were filled with excitement and began to look down upon her.
"I come!"
A stout man quickly jumped onto the ring, looked at the woman in the center of the ring, grinned with big yellow teeth and said:
"Please ask the fairy for advice!"
As he said this, without waiting for Chen Shiyu's reaction, he struck at her with a machete.
When Chen Shiyu saw that the man opposite him was so unruly, he showed no mercy.
In an instant, a protective spiritual shield rose outside her body, blocking the man's attack.
Then a small and exquisite sword spun in the air, drew a beautiful arc, and stabbed the man.
The strong man was fighting Chen Shiyu with a machete, and at the same time he used a dart to hit Chen Shiyu's sword.
However, the material of the dart was obviously not as good as Chen Shiyu's flying sword, and it split into two halves during the collision.
When the man saw this, he panicked. This dart was a second-level middle-grade magic weapon. It cost him more than 200 spiritual stones. Now that it was broken like this, he felt really regretful.
He was only at the eighth level of Qi training and was not as good as Chen Shiyu, so he took the lead in attacking. Unexpectedly, he also lost a magic weapon, which was really a pity.
Then he threw a few more talismans and used several second-level spells, but they were all blocked by Chen Shiyu.
In the end, he had no choice but to hand it over and say:
"Fairy's skills are superb, and I'm far inferior to them!"
After saying that, he turned around, picked up the scimitar and walked towards the bottom of the ring.
Then two casual cultivators who were at the eighth level of Qi training came up one after another, but they were both inferior to Chen Shiyu in terms of cultivation and magical equipment, and they were all defeated.
Chen Shiyu fought with three monks one after another and consumed a lot of his magic power, so he sat down cross-legged and rested for about a quarter of an hour.
Just when Chen Shiyu finished his meditation and stood up, a man wearing a purple and gold robe, a jade crown and a silver hairpin, with a face as white as pink and pink lips walked onto the stage.
With a smile on his face, he bowed to Chen Shiyu with his fists clasped, and said in a hearty voice:
"My surname is Jiang and my name is Feng. I am a disciple of Feiyun Sect. I have met the fairy!"
Chen Shiyu saw that this man was very handsome, elegant and looked like a gentleman, so he also returned the salute to Jiang Feng.
"please"
Jiang Feng made a gesture of invitation very gracefully. Many people in the audience looked at Mr. Li from Feiyun Gate and praised him repeatedly:
"Brother Li has served well under his rule. The disciples of Feiyun Sect are indeed quite upright."
Suddenly, many people began to flatter Feiyun Sect.
It actually made the real person named Li smile and feel quite happy.
Anyone who knows Feiyunmen knows that Feiyunmen is a home that was abandoned due to robbery.
Seeing that Jiang Feng was so polite, Chen Shiyu didn't want to go too far, so the two of them exchanged dozens of moves with ease.
Just when everyone thought that Jiang Feng would maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, Jiang Feng suddenly made a sneak attack and shouted: "Third-level spell, quicksand flood!"
Jiang Feng's voice was like a bell, and a torrent of water spewed out from his mouth, gathering into a line. At the same time, the arena under their feet began to shake continuously. In an instant, a lot of sand, stone and dust poured out of the entire flat and tough ground.
No one expected that Jiang Feng could already cast third-level spells before he had even established a foundation. It seemed that he was very talented!
Many of the Foundation Establishment Masters on the stage also discovered this matter, but the quicksand flood cast by Jiang Feng was far from comparable to the third-level spell cast by the Foundation Establishment Master.
Chen Shiyu on the side was also shocked and shouted hurriedly: "Fireball!"
Chen Shiyu's fingers were constantly changing shapes, and his face was very heavy. After a few breaths, the entire arena was like a furnace, and restless fire substances were hidden in the entire air.
The temperature in the air also rose rapidly, but more than a dozen jar-sized fireballs flew out of Chen Shiyu's hands and faced Jiang Feng's quicksand flood.
Chen Shiyu seemed worried and shouted again: "Fire Wall Technique!"
I saw a wall of fire dozens of meters high instantly rising in front of Chen Shiyu.
After casting two second-level spells in succession, Chen Shiyu also felt that his magic power was a little weak, so he hurriedly vomited a spirit-restoring pill to restore his spiritual energy.
But the result is obvious. The third-level quicksand flood cannot be resisted by just two second-level spells.
The quicksand flood was so powerful that it first swallowed up Chen Shiyu's fireball, and then began to attack Chen Shiyu's wall of fire.
"Click"
"Click"
The wall of fire began to fall apart visibly to the naked eye.
But after all, Chen Shiyu is the genius of the Chen family. Even in the face of such situations, she still shows a side that will not give way to women.
"Fire Spirit Fan!"
Chen Shiyu spit out a fiery red fan from his mouth.
Chen Shiyu picked up his fan and fanned wildly towards the quicksand flood. He saw that the temperature in the air had reached a terrifying height.
Immediately afterwards, flames flew out from the Fire Spirit Fan and struck at Jiang Feng's quicksand flood.
Although Jiang Feng's Quicksand Flood is a third-level spell, his cultivation level is not high after all, and he cannot exert the power that a third-level spell should have. In addition, after being blocked by fireball and fire wall, its power has been greatly reduced at this time.
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This Fire Spirit Fan is also a natal magical weapon that Chen Shiyu has cultivated for many years. It has already reached the second-level high-grade realm, and it is more than enough to stop the quicksand flood that has greatly reduced its power.
At this time, Jiang Feng, who was opposite him, also took a pill and slowly recovered his magic power.
The quicksand flood attack just now basically consumed all of his mana. He thought that with great difficulty, he would be able to knock this little bitch off the stage, but he didn't expect that this little bitch would be so difficult to deal with.
If anyone knew what Jiang Feng was thinking at this time, they would definitely say that he was a complete hypocrite.
Chen Shiyu was extremely angry. He thought he was a gentle gentleman, but he turned out to be a despicable villain. He was worse than the casual cultivator who was just on the scene.
Chen Shiyu was determined to teach Jiang Feng a lesson. She vomited another pill and her spiritual energy recovered a lot. She just heard her shout:
"Flying Crane!"
Immediately after a clear chirping sound, a snow-white crane with a long neck, thin legs, and an elegant body appeared in front of everyone.
I saw the flying crane spreading its wings and gently flapping its wings. A strong wind blew up on the stage, and countless wind blades were heading towards the strong wind.
After a while, I saw that Jiang Feng's purple and gold robe was already in tatters, with countless large and small holes covering it.
There were also several obvious scars left on his handsome little face.
The jade crown and silver hairpin on the top of his head was also knocked off with one blow, and his black hair was draped down to his waist. He looked slutty, but he still looked like the slender young man just now!
The people below, some of whom were bold and courageous, were already laughing out loud.
The real person named Li from Feiyun Sect who was sitting on the stage also had an embarrassed look on his face, as if Jiang Feng had thrown his face into it.
I guess Jiang Feng’s life will not be too easy after he returns to Feiyunmen!
"Concession!"
Chen Shiyu looked at Jiang Feng's embarrassed appearance, but turned around and got off the ring.
She has fought four games in a row and it's time to take a break.
Chen Zhiyu looked at the flying crane owned by Thirty-Sixth Aunt, and couldn't help but think of the Thunder Cloud Eagle in her Yuyang Cave.