My Xiuxian game life

While speaking, an ordinary incense stick appeared in Lonely Fang's hand, he did not move, and lit the incense directly.

Dugu Fang then threw the incense, and the wooden stick of the incense was like gold and iron, directly inserted into the stone slab in the central ring, burning slowly.

"let's start."

Saying that, an extremely powerful coercion was released from Dugu Fang's body, spread in all directions, and finally slowly enveloped the entire Yanwu Square.

Immediately, the disciples who participated in the big competition felt a tightness in their chests. Many disciples turned pale on the spot, and some disciples even coughed up a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and fainted.

Most of the people who come to participate in the assessment are monks who are at the fifth level of Qi training or above, but there are always young and frivolous disciples in the outer sect who feel that they are special existences. Even if they are at the third or fourth level of Qi training, some people will come to participate in the competition. I thought maybe I could become famous in one fell swoop.

There are many such disciples in each big competition.

Obviously, they are not special, under the pressure of Jindan, they can't even hold a breath.

Compared with these people, although the monks at the fifth level of qi training generally feel that their chests are dull, they can still resist it if they use their spiritual energy to resist.

The higher the cultivation base, the better the performance of the outer disciples. Facing such coercion, Lu Yi felt as if a breeze was blowing on his face, and he hardly reacted at all.

He glanced at the people next to him, Wang Wulian and Lu Ling were very relaxed and didn't seem to respond, Wang Xinqi was a bit worse in comparison, his face was a little pale, but compared to those monks who practiced Qi at the fifth or sixth level, Wang Xinqi is already quite good.

At this moment, Lu Yi thought of something, and said to himself: "I want to pass the audition."

Although he has already taken over the task of the big competition, what if he can do another task of audition?

However, Lu Yi waited for a while, but there was no change on the panel. Obviously, he could not accept the task.

Lu Yi felt a little regretful, but he wasn't surprised. The loophole was too big. According to his research on the task panel, the possibility of success was not high.

Lu Yi stopped thinking about it.

As time went by, many monks at the fifth level of Qi training began to shake and found it difficult to stand still. Some monks at the fifth level of Qi training fell to the ground directly and could not pass the audition.

And Wang Wulian and Lu Ling also started to circulate their spiritual energy. They took a look at Lu Yi and were convinced. They obviously only practiced the seventh level of Qi, but they didn't even need to activate their spiritual energy, and they easily resisted the coercion of the Great Elder.

Soon, the time for a stick of incense was over, Lonely Fang dissipated the coercion, and there were not even half of the disciples standing in the Yanwu Square.

Most of the disciples at the fifth level of Qi training couldn't even pass the audition, and most of those who could pass the audition were above the fifth level of Qi training.

Dugu Fang took a look at these disciples, feeling a little disappointed, the quality of the outer sect still hasn't changed this time.

However, he wasn't too surprised, he just said: "Those who pass the audition stay, others, leave Yanwu Square."

A group of failed outer disciples were full of bitterness, helping each other to leave the square, and the disciples who had fainted were also taken away by acquaintances.

Soon, only the disciples who passed the audition were left in the entire square. Even so, there were still nearly ten thousand people, and the number could be said to be extremely exaggerated.

In the past, every big competition would be held for several days, which is not unreasonable, after all, there are too many disciples of Baiyunzong.

Chapter 18 The Pain Mask

Dugu Fang said: "The next step is to enter the preliminary selection stage. As before, two-two battles, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated."

While speaking, Dugu Fang waved his hand casually, densely packed small stone plaques suddenly appeared in the air, these stone plaques turned into streams of light, and landed in front of every disciple of the outer sect on the square.

Lu Yi took the stone tablet floating in front of him, glanced at it, and it was engraved with: 101-25.

Lu Yi still has a little understanding of this. Although he has never participated in the outer sect competition, he has seen it several times.

The front of this number is the ring number, and the back is the number of the competition. Together, it is the 101st ring, the 25th round.

This martial arts arena is extremely huge, with a total of 320 rings, and ring 101 is considered to be near the front.

At this time, Wang Wulian looked at his own stone tablet and said, "I'm in the ring 28. How about you?"

Lu Ling smiled slightly: "I am No. 211."

Wang Xinqi said, "I am number 7."

The three looked at Lu Yi, who smiled, "No. 101."

Immediately, the three of Wang Wulian breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Xinqi smiled and said, "It's a good thing we're not in the same arena as Junior Brother Lu, otherwise we'd be out of luck."

"That's right, with Junior Brother Lu Yi's strength, in a ring, if you're unlucky, you might be eliminated in the first few rounds." Wang Wulian nodded approvingly.

Lu Yi said with a smile: "A few seniors have won the prize, and the juniors are not that strong."

The three of them rolled their eyes, they didn't believe Lu Yi's nonsense, didn't they know whether this guy was strong or not?

Just as they were communicating, Dugu Fang's voice sounded again: "Okay, next, all the participating disciples go to the ring area where they are, and the referees are in place."

As soon as Dugu Fang finished speaking, in the sky, deacons landed on the ring one after another. They are the referees of this outer sect competition.

Lu Yi smiled at Wang Wulian and the others: "Three brothers, I wish you success."

The three looked at each other and nodded.

Lu Ling smiled and said, "Borrow the auspicious words from my junior brother! With my junior brother's words, I'm sure I can win the group arena."

Wang Wulian grinned and laughed loudly: "I'll go first!"

Wang Xinqi was a little nervous, and said with a smile: "Then I will go too."

The four separated, and Lu Yi walked towards the No. 101 ring.

Soon, he found ring 101, and there were already hundreds of people standing under the ring, all of them were outside disciples of this ring competition.

These disciples had relaxed expressions at first, but after seeing Lu Yi, the expressions on their faces froze.

"Lu, brother Lu?!"

"Fuck, why am I so unlucky?! To be in the same ring as Senior Brother Lu?!"

"Ahhh!! I still want to enter the top [-]! I hope I don't meet Junior Brother Lu in the first few rounds..."

The faces of the outer disciples were full of despair.

Lu Yi expressed his innocence, and he could not choose any arena.

The deacon on the ring was named Feng Tian, ​​an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, he naturally recognized Lu Yi, who had a great reputation in the outer sect these days, and couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

I have to say that this kid Lu Yi is really good-looking, and he should be very pleasing to the little girl, but I don't know if his strength is really as strong as the rumors?

You'll find out later.

As each of the outer disciples found their own arena, Dugu Fang on the central arena said, "It's time to start."

After finishing speaking, Dugu Fang raised his hands behind his back, soared into the sky, and stood together with other elders in the sky.

A black-haired middle-aged man smiled slightly: "The Great Elder has worked hard."

Lonely Fang looked at the ring below, and said indifferently: "The Outer Sect is the place where our Baiyun Sect cultivates elites, and the Outer Sect Grand Competition is the most important thing. As the Great Elder of the Outer Sect, this is what I should do. How hard is it?"

"Great Elder Gao Yi!"

"I should also learn from the Great Elder."

All the elders spoke one after another.

Lonely Fang sighed: "Unfortunately, the number of people who can pass the audition this year has not increased much. It seems that it is difficult to find outstanding talents..."

Hearing this, Qi Feiyu, the elder of the affairs hall, said with a smile: "Great elder, what you said is not right. You have been retreating in seclusion this month, but you don't know. Recently, a genius has appeared in our outer sect."

Hearing this, Dugu Fang was taken aback, looked at Qi Feiyu, and asked curiously: "Oh? What kind of genius?"

"Presumably other elders should understand it? Lu Yi from Bailing Peak has practiced Baiyun swordsmanship to the point of returning to the original." Qi Feiyu laughed.

"Lu Yi? The old man has heard of this kid's name recently, and I heard that he has a good understanding."

"Yeah, I heard that Lin Feng went out to the sect some time ago and asked Liu Ningshuang and Liu Zhenchuan to preach on his behalf. Liu Zhenchuan is very optimistic about Lu Yi."

"In my opinion, with this level of comprehension, it may not be impossible to become a core disciple in the future."

Many elders talked to each other, discussing Lu Yi.

Hearing everyone's discussion, Lonely Fang's eyes brightened slightly, and he said, "Have you understood Baiyun swordsmanship to the state of returning to the original? This comprehension is indeed extraordinary. Those of our Baiyun sect who can understand the art of the sword to the state of returning to the true state will have good achievements. Still got Liu Zhenchuan's favor? Maybe there is hope to break through to Nascent Soul?"

Dugu Fang became happier as he talked, and asked, "How old is this Lu Yi?"

"This..." Everyone looked at each other, they were all elders, how could they ask people this?

At this time, Qi Feiyu smiled slightly, and said, "Lu Yi's parents are the deacons of our Baiyun Sect, and they work in my affairs hall. I know that the child is only 16 years old, and I heard that he broke through to the seventh level of Qi training some time ago. "

"You're only 16 years old? Okay!" Dugu Fang smiled, "Which ring is Lu Yi in?"

Qi Feiyu has been paying attention to Lu Yi since the beginning. Hearing what Dugu Fang said, he pointed directly: "It's in ring 101."

……

As Dugu Fang announced the competition, Feng Tian, ​​who was standing on the ring, said, "Okay, number one is on stage."

Immediately, two monks with the number one engraved on the stone plaques jumped onto the ring.

Lu Yi glanced at it. The two monks were both at the sixth level of Qi training. In fact, after passing the audition, the number of monks at the sixth level of Qi training was the largest, followed by the fifth level of Qi training and the seventh level of Qi training.

At the level of the eighth level of Qi training, there are not many people in the outer sect of Baiyun Sect, only more than 1000 people, and even less at the ninth level of Qi training, and as for the tenth level of Qi training, there are less than ten people.

The two disciples on the sixth level of qi training saluted each other, and then began to fight. Lu Yi was very interested in watching it at first, but soon became bored. One didn't even reach the small Chengdu, Lu Yi looked at those moves full of flaws, and he was about to commit embarrassment.

With such a technique, he can kill randomly with his eyes closed...

After the two rookies pecked at each other for a while, the disciple who had completed the trick was even better and won the victory.

One match ended, and the second match soon began. Round after round of competition passed, Lu Yi almost fell asleep waiting.

Thinking of having to compete in this arena for several rounds, Lu Yi put on a mask of pain.

Chapter 19 Luck

"On stage on the 25th!" Feng Tian's voice sounded, and Lu Yi, who had been drowsy, was shocked, and finally it was his turn!

Standing under the stage, he was so sleepy to watch, he hoped that someone with stronger strength would come, at least he could do a task and get some rewards.

Lu Yi soared into the air and came to the arena. Many disciples under the arena were in a commotion, and they finally saw Lu Yi on the stage.

Lu Yi entered the ring, and soon, another young man entered the ring.

Seeing this young man, Lu Yi was taken aback, a little stunned, and said with a smile: "So it's Senior Brother Li Qi, what a coincidence!"

This young man was the melon-eating young man who was kicked off the platform by Wang Xinqi at Baiyang Peak before. He was completely unlucky at that time, and Lu Yi had a little impression of him.

The expression on Li Qi's face was a bit distorted, he had already put on a mask of pain, he looked at Lu Yi, the corners of his mouth twitched, he couldn't even smile, he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Junior Brother Lu Yi, what a coincidence..."

He was really desperate, why was he so unlucky? !This is only the first round!He actually met the monster Lu Yi? !

Obviously, with his own strength, he basically made it into the top [-]!

Li Qi almost wanted to cry.

Feng Tian glanced at Lu Yi and Li Qi, then said calmly, "The competition begins."

Lu Yi smiled slightly: "Brother Li Qi, please."

He felt that Li Qi was a miserable person. Although he couldn't accept the task, he still made up his mind and planned to practice more with Li Qi later, so as not to hurt her self-confidence.

The corner of Li Qi's mouth twitched violently, and then his face was full of grief and indignation: "I admit defeat!"

"???"

Lu Yi froze for a moment, then saw Li Qi turn around and jump off the ring, disappearing into the crowd.

Lu Yi: "..."

Brother Li Qi's mentality won't collapse, right?Lu Yi sighed, luck is also very important on the road to immortality, it seems that senior brother Li Qi belongs to the type of bad luck.

Lu Yi got off the ring, and Feng Tian beside him originally wanted to see Lu Yi's strength, but he didn't expect Li Qi to admit defeat. He was also a little helpless, so he could only continue to say: "On the 26th."

The audition took a very short time. When the preliminary selection started, it was still early, and the next whole day was the preliminary selection. The time for the Qi training monk competition was not too long. After round after round, several rounds passed quickly.

Lu Yi didn't know if it was because of his luck. In the No. 101 ring where he was, the strongest was Li Qi, who was on the eighth level of Qi training, and there wasn't even a monk on the ninth level of Qi training.

Every time Lu Yi goes to the ring, his opponents always admit defeat, and Lu Yi expresses his despair.

It can be said that he stood under the ring for a whole day in vain, without even pulling out his sword!

In the end, he was a little numb, wasting time, and really wanted to go home and practice.

Unfortunately, as a player, he cannot be absent.

……

The sun gradually set to the west, and finally sank into the mountains, and the color of the clouds on the day turned orange, and the preliminaries were finally over.

Lu Yi is of course No.101 in the entire 1 arena, and the next step is to compete with No.1 in other arenas to compete for the top ten.