Cultivation starts from crossing three years

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Qingyuan's reaction, he fell down the ring with a dejected expression.

In the face of such crushing strength, if you continue to entangle, it will be nothing but self-inflicted humiliation.

Seeing that Zhang Qingyuan kept his hand, Chen Qirui was not a person who couldn't recognize the reality, so fortunately he just gave up.

"No. 72 Zhang Qingyuan, win!"

As the referee's voice fell, Zhang Qingyuan felt relieved. This meant that he had made another step forward in this outer competition, and he had already entered the top [-] of the eleventh group!

As long as there are two more games, the final top ten will be determined.

Then he will have the place to enter the semi-finals, and then he will definitely get a ticket to the inner door!

After traveling for more than three years, the door to this real world of comprehension is about to open to him!

Zhang Qingyuan left the ring,

The fifth battle then ended.

For this battle, the people below didn't talk much about it. This kind of destructive battle really didn't make people feel very interested.

The defeated Chen Qirui was talked about by some people. With the strength shown by the other party in the ring, he must have the strength to challenge the seventh level of Lingyuan.

Among the monks in the mid-Lingyuan period, he can be regarded as a momentary hero.

It's just a pity that he met Zhang Qingyuan who was the eighth level of Lingyuan. He was unlucky and was crushed.

Breaking through to the late Lingyuan stage in the future may not fail to achieve something.

As for Zhang Qingyuan,

It's still a little transparent, not many people care about it, it's just crushed by the realm, and it doesn't show too many things worth paying attention to.

There was no big surprise, and they stayed on the field to watch the next battle. After everyone had finished fighting, the second round of the preliminary round ended on the second day.

Zhang Qingyuan returned to the house to rest, and sorted out the insights from these battles by the way.

But perhaps because of the easy relationship won,

Zhang Qingyuan didn't gain much, and he was not disappointed. He still practiced diligently bit by bit.

Then on the third day, the opponent was a mid-spiritual seven-level cultivator on the magic side.

With Zhang Qingyuan's strong fundamental strength with almost no weaknesses, he was easily crushed again, without feeling the slightest pressure at all, and he has successfully advanced to the top twenty!

The smoothness of the process made Zhang Qingyuan feel whether the time is coming.

And then it's day four.

It's the final round of the preliminary round, and it will be decided whether they can advance to the top ten of the semi-finals!

Can enter the inner door or not,

Just in this battle!

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Chapter 1 Chapter Seven

Yunshuizong's Outer Sect Grand Competition, a grand event held every three years by the Outer Sect.

At the same time, it is also a major test for the sect to select talents.

Of the 3000 people who participated in the competition this time, only [-] were able to enter the inner sect.

Only one in ten.

Moreover, it was one-tenth of the number of participants, and one out of ten were selected from the outer disciples who had already been selected.

If you add the hundreds of other courtyards of the entire Yunshui Sect, and count those disciples from other courtyards who are not even qualified to participate in the big competition, the ratio is even lower to an unimaginable level !

And in such a big comparison,

If they can stand out from the preliminary competition, enter the top ten of each group, and be able to participate in the semi-finals, then it means that they have obtained a ticket to enter the inner gate!

However, in the end, only 200 people were selected to enter the semi-finals.

Therefore, being able to enter the semi-finals also means qualifying for the inner gate.

As for the remaining one hundred places,

It will be shared by those who are eliminated later in the resurrection competition, as well as some talented talents who are self-assessed from the outer sect by the living departments such as the Alchemy Hall and the Artifact Refining Hall in the Zongmen.

nowadays,

Zhang Qingyuan, who made it to the fourth round of the preliminary round, has already half-stepped the threshold of the inner door!

"God bless Sanqing Buddha, but don't meet any monks with nine levels of spiritual energy!"

Before drawing lots,

Under the arena, Zhang Qingyuan whispered in his heart to all the gods in his previous life to come and bless him.

Although Zhang Qingyuan once beheaded the cultivator at the ninth level of Lingyuan at the Broken Dragon Waterfall in Luoshui when he left Luoshui County that day, but that example was just a few words of chance and coincidence. The unique situation of heaven and earth in that place swung that sword.

But it's simply impossible to replicate!

After these few days of observation, Zhang Qingyuan has a rough idea, even if he meets the weakest monks in the early stage of the Ninth Layer of Lingyuan in the same group,

Even if Zhang Qingyuan used all his strength, whether it was the sword drawing technique or the perfect Yunshui thirteen-way sword style, the outcome of the battle against the enemy would probably be just a five or five.

As for the unfathomable two Lingyuan Nine Layers,

That's a [-]% chance of winning.

Accompanied by the selection of the deacon referee, a monk from the same group took to the stage to fight, and the battle momentum was stronger than the previous three battles by more than a few chips, and each had their own winners and losers!

To be able to make it all the way here, although there may be one or two lucky people now and then.

But most of them are outer disciples with real talents. At this time, no one will stop when they are close to the door. In the battle, there are even several pairs of the same sect who are both defeated.

Zhang Qingyuan was also a little apprehensive.

Until another pair of outer disciples decided the winner, the voice of the deacon referee sounded:

"Seventh match, No. 72 Zhang Qingyuan..."

this moment,

Zhang Qingyuan raised his heart to his throat!

"...against No. 110 No. [-] Yang Wenqian!"

As the voice of the deacon referee fell, Zhang Qingyuan first breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a trace of solemnity surfaced on his face.

Yang Wenqian wasn't anyone from the ninth level of Lingyuan in the eleventh group.

But at the same time, as one of the few female cultivators in the same group, Zhang Qingyuan had already noticed the opponent's existence in the previous preliminary rounds.

The eighth level of Lingyuan Realm is perfect, two small levels higher than him.

the most important is.

The opponent's practice system is a bit biased, at least Zhang Qingyuan has never fought against such an opponent.

She is a talisman!

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, Zhang Qingyuan didn't stay long, and flew onto the field.

Yang Wenqian on the opposite side also jumped into the field together, confronting Zhang Qingyuan from afar.

This is a very heroic woman.

Although it's not a country, but the small face is still good-looking. The skinny body is wearing smart outer clothing, the arms and calves have been tied tightly, the long hair behind the back is tied into a ponytail, and the eyes look heroic. thrive.

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two saluted each other.

The faces are all a little dignified.

"Seventh match, start!"

The deacon referee next to the ring fell down with a sound.

standing time,

boom!

Zhang Qingyuan moved, stepped on the ground with one foot, and turned into a series of phantoms flashing through the air, the speed almost surpassed the limit that the naked eye could capture!

Cloud smoke step!

Zhang Qingyuan took the lead in attacking, and was going to catch the opponent by surprise with his extremely fast body skills.

This is the most appropriate choice to deal with long-range aggressive monks like talisman cultivators. Only the close side can limit the power of talismans cast by the opponent!

People are still in mid-air,

Zhang Qingyuan spread out his five fingers and clenched his fist in one hand. The air within Zhang Xu range seemed to be drawn like flowing water. The air was like a rushing river and sea, sweeping up the torrent and rushing towards Yang Wenqian with irresistible power!

Collapse!

With the improvement of Zhang Qingyuan's strength, the power of this combined stunt has already decreased.

However, because it is as easy to use as a gesture, and its power is not bad, Zhang Qingyuan is still using this trick today as his regular method.

The terrifying power swept across the void, as if the air had been broken, and it came with a mighty force like a mountain collapsed!

"Humph!"

Yang Wenqian snorted coquettishly, and seemed to have expected Zhang Qingyuan's choice.

Up to this point in the preliminary round, the monks in the same group basically knew each other's competitors.

In Zhang Qingyuan's previous battles, Yang Wenqian remembered all the advantages gained by Dacheng's Yunyan stepping technique.

When Zhang Qingyuan reached the range of Zhang Xu in front of him,

Yang Wenqian had already pinched a talisman with a faint light in her hand as quickly as possible, and the spiritual energy in her body instantly aroused it.

"Edict!"

In an instant, an invisible air mechanism vibrated from the talisman, stirring up heavy air, and the Lingyuan turned into a milky white mask that was visible to the naked eye and covered Yang Wenqian inside!

boom! ! !

Zhang Qingyuan's Bengshan punch continued unabated, hitting the pale white mask.

Immediately, an incomparably majestic force erupted, rolling up a torrent of impact visible to the naked eye on the flat ground, sweeping all directions, half of the arena seemed to be blown up by a storm!

however,

The light white mask cast by the talisman of unknown rank is still motionless, but the color of the light has dimmed a little!

One blow to no avail,

At this time, Yang Wenqian, who was under the protection of the mask, took out a few talismans again at an extremely fast speed, pinched it with one hand, and Lingyuan instantly released the spells sealed in the talismans.

"Vine Art!"

"Water flush!"

"Fire technique!"

As the talisman in the opponent's hand turned into stars and dissipated, first of all, on the ring, blue vines suddenly grew out of thin air, slapped the air, and almost smashed towards Zhang Qingyuan like overwhelming the sky!

Chapter 1

Vines fell first,

On the surrounding arena, green thorny vines suddenly grew, spreading within a radius of several feet.

The vines were as nimble as live snakes, they shot out suddenly, pierced the air, and shot towards Zhang Qingyuan like lightning.

Zhang Qingyuan's complexion changed slightly,

Even if these vines restrained him, they only played a slightly restraining effect on the cultivation base of the eighth level of Lingyuan, and the vines manifested by the spirit yuan could break free from the magic of the vines manifested by the spirit yuan easily.

But even so, Zhang Qingyuan did not want to fall into this group of thorns.

Whoosh! ! !