Today we welcomed a new disciple at the twelfth level of Qi Refining.
Lin Xi has become quite famous in the inner sect recently.
He was already ranked very high on the ladder list, and with his crazy sect missions and killing countless evil cultivators some time ago, he naturally gained a lot of attention.
Moreover, many disciples at the top of the ladder list have fought against Lin Xi.
"Lin Xi!" Ning Xuexuan said in surprise: "I thought you were no longer interested in the ladder list."
Lin Xi smiled and said: "How could it be possible? I am very greedy for the mission rewards on the ladder list."
"You...have reached the twelfth level of Qi refining!"
Ning Xuexuan discovered that Lin Xi's aura was stronger than her own.
She has worked hard to cultivate, and now she is only at the eleventh level of Qi refining.
"I'm lucky, I succeeded in breaking through by chance."
Ning Xuexuan rolled her eyes at Lin Xi: "Wherever there is good luck, it is all about strength. It seems that fighting those evil cultivators is really good for improving one's realm."
There are indeed benefits.
Although the ladder ranking is also an actual battle, it is protected by formations after all, and there are few real casualties.
There is a missing sense of urgency.
Lin Xi smiled and reminded: "Be fully prepared before accepting the mission. There are still many powerful people in the evil cult."
"I know." Ning Xuexuan agreed: "Are you here today to compete for the rankings?"
Lin Xi nodded: "Of course."
He urgently wants to know his current strength.
After all, I have been fighting evil cultivators lately.
There is no way to intuitively feel your own strength and weakness.
But the ladder ranking is different. Many people who couldn't beat it before can now try it.
Lin Xi walked onto the ladder.
His ranking has now dropped to thirteenth.
According to the rules, you can challenge opponents who are five times higher than you at most.
"I'll come, I've been waiting for you for a long time." A tall red-haired boy jumped onto the fighting stage, it was Xiao Tie.
They are also old acquaintances.
We had fought against each other before.
Xiao Tie's eyes were full of fighting spirit: "It's really difficult to meet an opponent that allows me to fight happily. Quick, summon your Night Rakshasa and Leshen!"
Most people are not willing to fight a tough opponent like him.
If the spiritual weapon is broken by the opponent's iron fist, you will be ready to cry without tears.
In most cases, talismans, spells, or spiritual weapons with long-range attack capabilities will be used to fight against Xiao Tie, making Xiao Tie very uncomfortable.
After all, he is far from being able to defeat all magic with one punch.
The Night Rakshasa that Lin Xi imagined was his favorite opponent.
Head-to-head contact without any scruples is the body's favorite way of fighting.
It's a pity that the entire Qingyun Sect can't find any Qi refining cultivator that can compete with it.
Lin Xi smiled slightly and imagined Night Rakshasa in her mind.
The Night Rakshasa then appeared, looking up to the sky and letting out a terrifying roar. Its scarlet eyes exuded a frightening evil aura. Its realm had also been promoted to the twelfth level of Qi Refining.
Xiao Tie frowned: "Why is there only one? Where's the other one?"
"You should defeat Night Rakshasa first," Lin Xi said with a smile.
Although Leshen is not weak in combat power, his main magical power is the use of illusions. Facing a determined opponent like Xiao Tie, there is no need to take action.
Xiao Tie was angry.
Who are you looking down on?
"Then just keep an eye on it." Xiao Tie looked up to the sky and roared, and blood spurted out from all over his body. His body was as hot as a flame, and even the air became scorching and hot.
His aura was stronger than last time, and it seemed that he was only half a step away from building a foundation.
I don’t know if I am deliberately not trying to break through, or if I am looking for a source of energy.
Lin Xi thought, and Ye Luosha rushed out.
The huge thin wings spread out, and the Night Rakshasa rushed into the sky, and then swooped down. The huge power became more terrifying and destructive due to the unparalleled speed.
"Well done." Xiao Tie punched the sky with both fists: "Breaking Fist!"
Buzz!
The air erupted with a dull explosion of air.
The two sides collided heavily.
Invisible air waves spurted out, and everyone watching the battle involuntarily narrowed their eyes because of the strong wind.
What a terrible impact.
Several disciples who have always been in the top positions were surprised.
I was surprised by Xiao Tie's destructive power, and I was also surprised by Ye Luosha's improvement.
At this moment, Ye Rakshasa was flying in mid-air, and the evil aura on his face became more and more intense. The head-on collision with Xiao Tie did not cause him any damage. Instead, Xiao Tie shook his hand and felt a little pain.
"That's awesome!" Xiao Tie's eyes became more and more enthusiastic with fighting intent.
What a good opponent.
He didn't care how the Night Rakshasa became so powerful.
All he knew was that such a good opponent was hard to find.
"Punch me again!" Xiao Tie rushed forward again.
Ye Luosha also rushed forward.
boom!
boom!
boom!
There are no fancy collisions between bodies.
The exciting battle made countless people excited.
Even though such battle scenes rarely occur in battles between monks, it does not affect their excitement.
Ye Rakshasa is also very powerful physically, but it is still not as good as Xiao Tie, but its speed is much faster than Xiao Tie. Coupled with its terrifying bloody mouth, Xiao Tie will suffer big losses from time to time.
Scars began to appear on Xiao Tie's body. Although they were not deep, they were numerous. After all, there were wounds and blood was flowing. It would still be dangerous if left unchecked.
Ye Luosha was naturally injured as well, and he was no less injured than Xiao Tie.
Everyone was surprised.
Last time, only Ye Luosha and Leshen could tie with Xiao Tie.
This time, it turned out that only using Night Rakshasa was enough.
The progress has been too rapid.
Many people looked at Lin Xi with envy.
I am so lucky to be able to master this kind of magic.
Just when Xiao Tie was about to continue fighting, an elder activated the formation and forcibly ended the battle.
"The outcome has been decided, Xiao Tie, it's time for you to heal your injuries." The elder said.
Xiao Tie said dissatisfied: "Where can we tell the winner?"
Everyone was also very dissatisfied. It was not easy to see such a wonderful battle.
The elder shook his head and said: "You have already suffered a lot of injuries. If you continue to fight, it will easily damage your roots. On the other hand, Lin Xi was not injured and only lost a little spiritual power. Naturally, you have lost. Doesn't it mean that you have to score to win or die?"
Xiao Tie was helpless.
This is the limitation of fighting within the sect.
Although disciples are encouraged to participate in martial arts fights, the protective measures are too good.
It's hard to feel a real life and death crisis.
"I'm also going to take on a sect mission. How can such a battle help me polish my body to its peak?" Xiao Tie reluctantly left the stage.
Lin Xi's strength has improved so much, obviously because she went on a sect mission to experience real fighting skills.
Many disciples were also moved.
It seems that it would be good to perform sect missions.
Real fighting skills are obviously more conducive to their understanding of fighting.
Lin Xi did not expect that she would unintentionally lead a large-scale wave of accepting sect missions and suppressing evil cultivators.
For a long time from now, it is estimated that the evil cultivators entrenched near Qingyun Sect will suffer.
After this battle, Lin Xi finally confirmed that her strength had indeed been greatly improved.
After a little recovery of her spiritual power, Lin Xi was about to find someone to challenge her, but who knew that another person would take the initiative to take the stage.
It was a young-looking boy, somewhat immature, short in stature, wearing a silver shirt, and holding a metal compass in his hand. It was a very powerful spiritual weapon.
Third on the ladder list, Qin Li.
He looks very young, but he has actually been practicing for eight years.
His baby face confused many opponents.
Qin Li is proficient in formations, and it is precisely because he is distracted by formations that his level of improvement is slow, but there is no doubt about his strength. Being able to remain in the top three speaks for itself.
"The next battle is up to me." Qin Li's voice was also very tender.
Lin Xi smiled: "Please, Senior Brother Qin."
Qin Li nodded, and then the pointer of the compass in his hand began to rotate randomly.
At this time, Lin Xi felt something was wrong.
The treasure rat puppet he had hidden in his arms began to sound an alarm.