In fact, there was no need to wait for the competition to end. Just based on the order in which the disciples left the bathtub and entered the spirit pool to practice in the past seven days, Gu Yue had an idea of the qualifications of the thirty disciples.
Not to mention talent and understanding, just the physical qualifications are already clear at a glance.
Some disciples left the medicinal bath and entered the spiritual pool to practice in just one day, while others took three or four days to absorb the medicinal bath completely.
One step first, every step first.
With little knowledge, the advantages of cultivating a path will only get bigger and bigger like a snowball.
Gu Yue didn't say anything. She just sat motionless in the distance for seven days without making a sound.
But there is no need to say more, she has already explained everything before entering the medicinal bath. The moment the disciples saw others stepping out of the bathtub first, they understood in their hearts the difference in qualifications between themselves and others.
Of course, in the end everything depends on strength in the final competition.
Qualifications are innate and cannot be controlled by oneself, but no one is willing to admit that he is inferior to others.
Not admitting defeat, not accepting fate, and fighting for yourself with all your might, this is the most brilliant scene on the path of spiritual practice.
Seven days have passed, Gu Yue also opened her eyes and stood up and said: "The time is up, I will give you a quarter of an hour to prepare, and go directly to the martial arts field for the competition."
After saying that, Gu Yue walked out without staying any longer.
However, she was not so relieved to leave Mi Yong and thirty other disciples here, so even though they had left, their spiritual consciousness still enveloped this place.
Mi Yong and other thirty disciples withdrew from the practice, feeling refreshed and able to clearly feel the transformation of their own strength.
In seven days, the spiritual energy escaping from the dragon veins in the spiritual pool has been reduced to ten percent, but even so, it is richer than the spiritual energy of the outside world.
The time was limited, but it was not until the quarter of an hour was almost up that the remaining thirty disciples reluctantly left the spiritual pool, quickly put on their clothes, and ran out as fast as they could.
They had just embarked on the path of spiritual practice not long ago, and they had not yet gone out to see the world, and Mi Yong and others had not been out of Feiyan Kingdom.
Even if there is a slight chance in Feiyan, it is firmly controlled by the Wanxian Sect and the Feiyan royal family, so that this spiritual pool, which is only richer in the vitality of heaven and earth, is an incredible opportunity for them.
When Mi Yong and other thirty advanced disciples arrived at the competition venue, everyone was out of breath and looked extremely embarrassed. Some even put their pants on their heads in a hurry.
Gu Yue also saw a black line on his forehead. These shameful guys were the senior leaders of the sect that he had worked so hard to establish in the future.
It was really hard for her to imagine what the Xianwuzong would develop into under their leadership after she left.
But there was nothing Gu Yue could do. These disciples who had only lived as mortals before began to practice. After all, they had too little knowledge, experience and horizons after they started practicing. They could only choose the taller ones from the short ones.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth accumulated in the spiritual pool during this period has become extremely shallow. It will probably take another two or three months to return to the previous state where it can be used for disciples to practice. It can be used as a temporary benefit to the senior leaders of the sect.
The disciples below do not have to worry for the time being. As the high-level monks who are the face of a sect, they must first improve their cultivation.
Gu Yue originally planned to wait for the other Supreme Elder to come back before leaving, but she had no idea when the Supreme Elder who had never been in the sect for a day would come back.
Coupled with the top-quality fire Ganoderma lucidum that the leader of the Feiyan Kingdom asked the third princess Zheng Yanyu to send, Gu Yue decided to leave early.
It was said that the best fire Ganoderma was collected by a villager in Henghu Mountain. After hearing this, Gu Yue had an idea in her mind.
Although the top-grade Fire Ganoderma is only one of the auxiliary drugs for refining the Six God Pills, it has reached the third level, and the growth conditions are extremely harsh, requiring a place with pure fire spiritual energy.
As for Henghu Mountain, although Gu Yue only heard the name of this place and had never been there, she had devoured the soul of a local immortal cultivator and had all the memories she should have.
There are many mountains and fields similar to Henghu Mountain in Feiyan, and most of them have been visited by Wanxian Sect disciples to clean up monsters on a large scale.
In addition to protecting the villagers at the foot of the mountain from persecution, it is also for the sect to increase spiritual pets and spiritual meat for the disciples to improve their cultivation.
In this way, even if there were any treasures of heaven and earth that were confiscated by them, how could there be any top-grade Fire Ganoderma that could be spared?
When something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Is it that the unnoticeable paradise of heaven has quietly opened?
Or is it a human-controlled secret trial?
Gu Yue knew that there were many dirty tricks among cultivators. There were opportunities to find successors, and there were also traps to sacrifice living beings to achieve a certain goal. However, they always failed every time, with countless successors.
"Anyway, there's nothing to lose by taking a trip." I believe there are definitely many people who have the same idea as her in the same situation.
Looking at the 30 disciples arriving in a panic below, Gu Yue was not unkind. After announcing the rules, he also gave them time to breathe and repair.
"I will give you time to adjust your breath on the spot for half a quarter of an hour to recover. The competition will begin in half a quarter of an hour. The opponent will be determined by drawing lots. Number one will fight against number two, number three will fight against number four, and so on."
After the announcement, Gu Yue casually took out a bamboo tube from the space ring and threw it in front of the thirty disciples.
Inside the bamboo tube are scattered wooden signs, regular in appearance and consistent in size. The only difference is that one side has different numbers from one to thirty.
Naturally, Gu Yue would not allow Mi Yong and his fifteen senior agents to compete freely against the fifteen promoted disciples who stood out. Everything would depend on their strength.
Half an hour passed quickly, and Gu Yue announced: "The third competition has begun. Numbers 1 and 2 will take the stage to compete."
"No. 1, Hanxing."
"No. 2, Gong Zhiwei"
On the ring, both sides competed in the boxing skills.
The situation was more exciting than imagined. The first stage competition in this third competition included the acting deputy sect master Gong Zhiwei, who was also the best among the fifteen promoted disciples.
Gong Zhiwei is a dual practitioner of immortality and martial arts, and one of his immortal cultivation and cultivation has reached the third level of refining, and the other has reached the seventh level of warrior.
This is due to the fact that Gong Zhiwei was originally an immortal cultivator at the second level of refining. Later, he switched to martial arts. Although he never practiced immortality again, after his martial arts cultivation broke through to the sixth level of warrior, the cultivation of immortality was as slow as a turtle.
Because of that, it also improved to a higher level.
Moreover, after Gong Zhiwei's personal experience, he understood that at this stage martial arts has more advantages than immortality in terms of strength, so he concentrated on practicing martial arts in the Lingchi for seven days, and now he has broken through to the level of martial artist.
Needless to say Han Xing, he originally took martial arts as an elective. When he advanced to the second competition, his cultivation level was the fourth level of the warrior. After seven days of training in the secret soup medicinal bath and the spiritual pool, his cultivation level has been steadily improved to the level of the warrior.
On the first level, the two sides can be said to be evenly matched in terms of cultivation.
Martial arts master!
Gu Yue's current level of cultivation is nothing more than a martial artist.
Of course, strictly speaking, she is actually a sixth-level physical practitioner, or a sixth-level physical practitioner with a special physique.
On the arena surrounded by Xianwuzong disciples.
Whether it is Gong Zhiwei or Han Xing, they feel the powerful power in their bodies that they have never had before, and they both have strong confidence in themselves and do not think that they will lose.
So much so that this undefeated self-confidence naturally leaked out from his body, and just the exchange of breaths made the disciples of the Xianwu Sect below feel a little excited.
This has been a grand occasion since the establishment of the Immortal Wuzong. A martial artist in the second level of martial arts is equivalent to refining qi in the second level of Immortal Dao.
The disciples of the Wanxian Sect who come down from the mountain to recruit new disciples are generally the first realm of refining, and ordinary villagers respectfully call them Immortal Leaders. Practitioners of the realm of refining qi are called "immortal masters" among the common people. Mortals
Almost invisible.
…
"The first round of the third competition is over, Gong Zhiwei won." Gu Yue announced expressionlessly.
Both Gong Zhiwei and Han Xing were pale at this time, and their energy was exhausted. In terms of physical strength, the young Han Xing was naturally more persistent than Gong Zhiwei, but unfortunately Han Xing was forced off the ring, and Gong Zhiwei narrowly won.
At the beginning of the second round, both No. 3 and No. 4 jumped onto the ring in high spirits.
"No. 3, Zhang Hao."
"No. 4, Li Hong."
The two disciples participating in this competition are all promoted disciples. After taking a secret bath and practicing in the spirit pool for seven days, they are now at the eighth level of warrior and the ninth level of warrior respectively.
There was no suspense about the result of the competition, no breakthrough on the battlefield, and no victory of the weak against the strong.
"In the second round, Li Hong won."
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By the time the third competition was over, it was already late at night again, and the night sky was dotted with stars, reflecting the still warm atmosphere in the Xianwuzong competition venue.