Cannon fodder's counterattack

While the outer sect disciples were practicing nervously and hard, the outer sect competition that was held every five years finally arrived. On this day, all the disciples from the seventy-two peaks of the outer sect came to the outer sect square early and stood neatly and quietly. In his own team, waiting for the competition to begin.

"Whoosh."

Everyone didn't wait long when several rays of light suddenly flew over their heads, and then several elders wearing cyan robes appeared on the platform in front of the square.

One of them, a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and a serious face, came out. With a wave of his hand, a huge light curtain appeared in front of everyone. The light curtain was filled with densely packed names.

"My name is Mu Changxin, and I am the elder of Neifeng Deacon Hall. I am in charge of this outer sect competition. The rules of this competition are the same as those in previous competitions. The first is the selection competition. Later I will release [-] numbers at once. Only those who grab the number plate are eligible to participate in the competition. The second step is the elimination round, which is a two-by-two competition until the top [-] are determined. Finally, there is the defense competition to determine the top ten in the competition. During the competition, the Falling out of the ring or voluntarily admitting defeat is considered a failure."

"The top one hundred in this competition can directly enter the inner gate, and the handyman disciples within a thousand can directly enter the outer gate. Among them, the top ten disciples will each be rewarded with a gold-forming elixir, and the top three will be rewarded with a gold-forming elixir. Each disciple will be rewarded with a third-level spiritual weapon. In addition, the top [-] disciples will each be rewarded with [-] contribution points."

"After a stick of incense, the competition officially begins. All disciples must remember that during the competition, until the point is reached, if anyone intentionally seriously injures or kills a fellow student during the competition, he will be punished with a punishment of thirty thunder strokes in the lightest way, and in the worst case, All cultivation will be abolished and they will be imprisoned in the cold water prison for life."

After Mu Changxin finished speaking, he raised his hand casually, and a piece of incense as thick as his little finger appeared in the air. The smoke curled towards the disciples who were gradually becoming noisy.

"Boom."

The time of a stick of incense passed quickly, only to hear a thick bell ringing, and countless void arenas suddenly appeared in the sky dozens of meters away, and then countless shining jade tablets were instantly shot out from the arena. , the disciples reacted immediately and quickly used various means to pounce on the fluttering jade tokens.

Yuan Yihuan also immediately jumped towards the jade token in mid-air, and at the same time cast an ice condensation spell in her hand. When she came under the jade token, the frozen jade token just fell in front of her, but before she could melt it, To remove the ice on the jade plaque, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed the jade plaque in front of her. She immediately used her spiritual power and slapped the white jade wrist with her palm.

"Ah." A charming voice sounded, and Yuan Yihuan saw a female disciple next to him glaring at her fiercely.

Ignoring the man's gaze, Yuan Yihuan calmly held the jade plaque with the number [-] written on it. At the same time, his foundation-building cultivation level suddenly emanated.

The disciple's expression changed and he quickly left Yuan Yihuan's side. Unexpectedly, the girl who looked weak and easy to bully turned out to be a foundation-building disciple. It was a miscalculation.

After a small fight, all the jade tablets were snatched away. Then, with a flash of inspiration on the light curtain in mid-air, most of the names disappeared in an instant, and one more name appeared in front of each person's name still on it. number.

"The first selection competition is over, now all disciples are asked to input their spiritual energy into the Jade Card, and the Jade Card will randomly assign you to one of the arenas."

As Mu Changxin finished speaking, a series of spiritual lights flashed across the square, and a moment later, countless figures appeared on the arena in mid-air.

Yuan Yihuan also quickly activated the jade card, and then her eyes flashed, and she came to a white jade arena. On it stood an inner disciple in the late stage of foundation building wearing blue robes. The disciple saw that he was coming up He met a little girl who was in the early stage of foundation building and immediately gave her a friendly smile. Yuan Yihuan also immediately gave him a gift in return.

The two of them didn't wait long. Another flash of light flashed on the ring, and a burly man with an eighth level of Qi training appeared. The man first looked at Yuan Yihuan opposite him and found that she was just a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old. There was a hint of contempt immediately.

Seeing this, the disciple who acted as the referee quickly exited the ring with his sword, "During the competition, no pills, talismans and other foreign objects are allowed to be used. If they are ready, the competition will officially begin."

"I'm Yang Lin, please." The burly man saluted Yuan Yihuan, waved his right hand, and a long knife appeared in his hand.

"I'm Yuan Yihuan." Yuan Yihuan also nodded and took a step back.

When Yang Lin saw that Yuan Yihuan did not take out any spiritual weapon, the contempt in his eyes became even stronger. Then the spiritual pattern on the long knife in his hand flashed, and a sharp sword light quickly turned into a rainbow and struck Yuan Yihuan. .

Yuan Yihuan did not dare to be careless. She raised her hand and waved, and a water curtain about ten feet wide blocked the light of the sword. At the same time, she suddenly jumped back to avoid the soil thorns that suddenly appeared under her feet.

"Hmph, sneak attack." Yuan Yihuan snorted, raised his hand, and dozens of water arrows quickly shot at Yang Lin.

Yang Lin quickly fired a magic spell at the long knife, and the long knife instantly became more than ten times larger, spinning like a wheel, blocking the water arrows. At this time, facing the overwhelming water arrows, Yang Lin realized, He may have underestimated the little girl opposite.

After he finally eliminated the water arrow, he saw Yuan Yihuan standing in mid-air looking at him with a smile. At his feet was a long sword filled with cold light. Yang Lin's expression changed instantly and he looked up. One meter away from his head, he saw a dozen mysterious ice arrows staring at him eagerly. Yang Lin immediately clenched the long knife in his hand. After a few breaths, he collapsed in defeat and sighed. Tone, "I surrender."

"I accept." Yuan Yihuan immediately dispersed his spiritual power, and the Ice Xuan Arrow disappeared instantly.

"No. [-], Yuanyi wins."

Yuan Yihuan then had several more competitions. The opponents she encountered were all disciples at the eighth or ninth level of Qi training. She easily won the victory, and the number of people on the light screen also dropped sharply. Yuan Yihuan, who was like a dark horse, Yihuan also quickly broke into everyone's sight.

Because in the past few years, Yuan Yihuan has been keeping a low profile and living alone. After establishing the foundation, she immediately entered the cold water prison to practice. And she is not like Qi Xiner. Because of her extraordinary background, she immediately entered the sect. It got everyone's attention, so except for some people in their Twenty-Two Peaks, most people only now knew that there was another genius disciple in the sect who had established a foundation at the age of thirteen.

"Senior Brother Liu, are you also coming to see Uncle Yuan's game?"

Liu Yue felt a tap on his shoulder, and turned around to see Yang Lin, who was smiling naively. He smiled and said, "Yeah, I haven't been in the mood to practice these past two days, so I just came to join in the fun."

"This Uncle Yuan is really a blockbuster. I haven't heard of her name much before. Because of this outer sect competition, she became famous all of a sudden. You don't know, I won the first competition." We were assigned to the same stage as her. At first I looked down on her, but in the end she gave me a big slap..."

"Yes, if she can break into the top [-] this time, she will definitely be accepted as a disciple by the ancestor of the main peak, unlike us..." Liu Yue smiled bitterly and looked at the people on the ring. A touch of envy flashed across Dao's cold figure.

On the wall of water peak.

Qinglan looked at Yuan Yihuan in the ice mirror and nodded with satisfaction, "The little girl is becoming more and more famous. This is not good. I have to start early."

"Xiao Xi'er." Qinglan called outside.

A handsome man about twenty years old, wearing a green robe, slowly walked into the hall. With a gentle smile on his face, the man respectfully saluted Qinglan above, "Uncle Master." .”

"Xiao Xi'er, my uncle has found a little junior sister for you. Look, it's this little girl. Isn't she cute? You go to the outer gate and look at her. After the outer gate competition is over, you will bring her back." Qing Qing Lan pointed to Yuan Yihuan on the ring.

Mingxi glanced at the pretty little girl in the ice mirror, and a smile flashed in her eyes. Their Bishui Peak was finally going to have a junior sister. God knows how much he envied the senior brothers in other main peaks. They all had junior brothers and sisters. Junior sister, they are the only one on Bishui Peak. Over the years, he has been the only one on the mountain. As a result, he has to come to him for everything on the peak. Now that it is better, he finally has a junior sister to help him share the burden.

On the ring, the battle is still going on.

Today, Yuan Yihuan's opponent is a disciple who practices Qi Dzogchen. This disciple is very skilled in using spells, so she cannot defeat her opponent with two or three moves like she did in the past few times.

"call out."

Yuan Yihuan dodged the wooden thorns at his feet, raised his hand to execute a sword technique, and the spiritual sword in his hand immediately came out, carrying the sword shadow all over the sky to attack the ghost vine about ten feet high in front of him.

The ghost vine shook its leaves, and a huge bud suddenly grew from the top. Then the bud instantly opened and swallowed the attacking sword shadow in one gulp.

Yuan Yihuan frowned as he listened to the clicking sounds coming from the flower buds. The woman opposite him should be a monk with a wood spirit root. This man contracted such a ghost vine from somewhere. It was invulnerable to fire and water, and was invulnerable to swords and guns. It is difficult to deal with.

She saw the woman hiding behind the ghost vine, throwing some small spells at her while inputting some spiritual power into the ghost vine from time to time. She knew that she had not completely refined the ghost vine, so it would be easier to handle. Yi Huan smiled, and in an instant, the ice and snow melted, and a hundred flowers bloomed.

She took a few steps back, put her hands together, and struck two spiritual seals into the spiritual sword in mid-air. The spiritual light on the spiritual sword suddenly surged, and an ice luan slowly poked its head out of the spiritual sword.

"Chong."

Amidst Qingyue's screams, Bingluan rushed towards the swaying ghost vine. The woman opposite her expression immediately changed, and she quickly poured the spiritual power in her body towards the ghost vine. But what she didn't expect was that... In an instant, a young ice luan flew out of the blue spiritual sword. The ice luan swayed and came behind her in an instant.

"what."

The woman screamed in pain, her body was knocked out, and she fell to the edge of the ring. The scattered ghost vines attacked by Bingluan slowly shrank, turned into a seed, and flew into the woman's Dantian.

"Yuan Yi wins happily!"

Under the ring, a handsome man in cyan robes turned the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that this nephew of Master Yuan could actually shoot two condensing ice phoenixes. At such a young age, he is also very proficient in using various spells. , is a difficult opponent, Junior Sister Xin'er, you must not be careless."

"Hmph, she has just entered the foundation building stage, so she is not worthy of my attention." Hearing her senior brother's praise of Yuan Yihuan, Qi Xiner snorted coldly. She is just a teenager who entered the foundation building stage. Girl, as long as their family is a member of the Shanlinggen tribe, that one has entered the foundation building stage when he was not more than ten years old. What is there to brag about?

The man smiled and did not argue anymore. He knew that the master's descendant had been arrogant since he was a child, and even the collateral sisters of the clan could not look down on him, let alone these disciples who had no background. The man looked at the man who had already left the ring again. Yuan Yihuan came down. This little girl had no support from her family and was able to build a foundation at the age of thirteen by relying on her own abilities. She was definitely not a simple person. I just hoped that Junior Sister Xin'er wouldn't be too embarrassed when she faced her.