Half buried in the ground: But give me the Cao thief system?

It seems that the chosen one has to go through these things before appearing.

Only in this way can we leave a deeper impression on everyone. Wouldn't it be nice to show off and slap someone in the face like this?

Liu Changfu knew that it was Ye Fan's turn to appear next.

Sure enough, all the remaining disciples rushed to the ring.

But in less than a quarter of an hour, they were all knocked off the stage by the white-faced man.

However, because of the large number of people, he did not have time to destroy everyone's cultivation.

Looking at the disciples of Qingyun Sect in the Qi refining stage, most of them have been beaten to the ground.

Liu Qingcheng was also so angry that her eyebrows stood up.

Seeing the remaining disciples still eager to try,

Liu Qingcheng was about to speak up to stop admitting defeat.

Suddenly a voice echoed throughout the audience.

"Why don't you let me try."

Ye Fan walked out of the crowd very comfortably.

In an instant he became the focus of the audience.

The clothes on his body were somewhat torn and there was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Ye Fan appear, sitting next to Nangong Liuli, Jiang Yulin's pupils shrank sharply.

He didn't expect Mark to come back alive.

"This kid is really lucky."

Ye Fan was already at the perfect state of Qi refining at this time.

He was in the same realm as the white-faced man from the Blood Spirit Sect standing on the stage.

But the attack power of the white-faced man is really too strong.

Liu Qing is also a monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

But when I met this white-faced man, I couldn't even persist in 10 moves.

Liu Qingcheng just wanted to stop Ye Fan from making unnecessary sacrifices.

But after her consciousness swept across Ye Fan, her expression suddenly changed,

The body that just wanted to sit up suddenly sat back on the chair again.

"I didn't expect this little guy to make such rapid progress."

The white-faced man in the ring was still disdainful after seeing Ye Fan.

The next plot will be more familiar.

Ye Fan severely wounded the white-faced man in public, and even crippled his cultivation.

Ye Fan won this competition for Qingyun Sect.

Everyone looked at Ye Fan with admiration.

Su Meier stood up from her seat in surprise.

She didn't expect that such an ordinary monk from Qingyun Sect could be defeated.

She was specially trained to be a white-faced man.

Su Meier smiled coldly.

"Okay, okay, okay, your name is Ye Fan, I will remember you."

Ye Fan cupped his hands and walked down to the ring.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect were all shocked.

They didn't expect that Ye Fan, who was usually so quiet, could be so powerful.

He is even much better than Senior Brother Liu Qing.

Everyone looked at Mark again with awe.

Liu Qingcheng looked at Mark's back with relief.

Unexpectedly, it was this little guy who turned the tide and saved the Qingyun Sect in this competition.

Ye Fan succeeded in pretending.

It also made other elders of Qingyun Sect remember his name.

Next is the competition for the foundation-building period disciples.

The person they sent was the Holy Son of the Blood Spirit Sect.

The Holy Son stood on the stage and looked at Nangong Liuli provocatively.

And Nangong Liuli's eyes were full of hatred.

It was this Holy Son who drugged her last time, causing her to lose something very important.

However, the Holy Son still had a bruise on his face at this time.

It was left behind when Jiang Yulin found someone to deal with him some time ago.

At this time, the Holy Son is still looking for the murderer who hurt him.

But he is still very arrogant today.

Nangong Liuli must make the Holy Son of the Blood Spirit Sect pay the price this time.

Nangong Liuli flew to the ring with a slight leap.

Then she patted her storage bag and took out a gleaming spiritual sword.

Looking at the sword in Nangong Liuli’s hand,

The Holy Son of the Blood Spirit Sect was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became serious.

"High-grade spiritual sword??"

Su Meier was also shocked.

High-grade spiritual swords are rarely owned by even monks at the Golden Core stage.

She just knew that her husband, the leader of the Blood Spirit Sect, had a high-grade spiritual sword.

Normally, it is just like a baby pimple, which is generally not used easily.

She didn't expect that the saintess of Qingyun Sect actually had a high-grade spiritual sword.

"Hehehe..."

"Did Sect Master Liu lend his sword to your apprentice?"

Su Meier thought that the high-grade spiritual sword in Nangong Liuli's hand belonged to Liu Qingcheng.

Liu Qingcheng did not refute, but furrowed her beautiful brows.

He didn't understand why his apprentice suddenly had a high-grade spiritual sword.

As the head of Qingyun Sect, she only owns one.

But her spiritual root has the dual attributes of water and wood.

And Nangong Liuli's spiritual root attribute is ice spiritual root.

Even if I lend this high-grade spiritual sword to my apprentice, it will not be able to exert great power.

Because of her high-grade spiritual sword.

It is a top-grade water spirit sword.

But she could tell that the spirit sword in Nangong Liuli's hand was a top-grade ice spirit sword.

Top-grade ice spirit swords are rare.

The value of a top-grade ice spirit sword is more than 10 times higher than her top-grade water spirit sword.

She couldn't understand her apprentice.

But Nangong Liuli looked towards Liu Changfu's side intentionally or unintentionally.

Yes, this top-grade Ice Spirit Sword was given to Nangong Liuli by Liu Changfu.

Nangong Liuli was shocked at first.

She didn't expect that this ordinary spiritual farmer would have such a precious thing.

Because of this incident, Nangong Liuli's favorability increased by 5 points.

Liu Changfu blinked quietly at Nangong Liuli.

Nangong Liuli's face turned slightly red and she glanced at him.

There is no suspense about the next competition.

Nangong Liuli relied on the powerful top-grade Ice Spirit Sword to defeat the Holy Son.

The Holy Son was only slightly injured.

It can be seen that if Nangong Liuli did not have this high-grade spiritual sword,

When the time comes to fight against this Holy Son, it’s not certain who will win.

Nangong Liuli returned to her seat and glanced at Liu Changfu gratefully.

Liu Changfu noticed a line of small words flashing over Nangong Liuli's head.

【Favorability +5】

Liu Changfu's expression changed slightly and he sighed secretly.

"Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect."

"My efforts are indeed not in vain."

At this moment, Su Meier suddenly stood up from her seat.

She couldn't accept this fact.

Originally, this match was a best-of-three game.

As a disciple in the Qi refining stage and foundation building stage, she is sure of victory.

But I didn't expect that the two disciples would have problems instead.

Now the competition is over, Qingyun Sect won the first two games.

This means that Qingyun Sect has obtained the mining rights of the spirit stone mine.

But she was unwilling to do so.

I saw Su Meier's charming smile.

There doesn't seem to be anything on his face. Looks unhappy.

"Sister Liu."

"Now that Qingyunzhong has obtained the mining rights of the Lingshi Mine, should we celebrate next?"

Liu Qingcheng was interrupted just as she was about to speak.

"Hey, let's do this, Sister Liu, let's have a fair competition."

"What do you think?"

Seeing the smile in Su Meier's eyes, she did have a provocative look.

Liu Qingcheng began to weigh.

In fact, now that the Qingyun Sect has won, there is no need for her to compete with this Su Meier.

But now so many disciples are watching.