broken destiny

Wang Xingli, who returned to the cave, immediately wanted to call Hongdou out, but there was no response after calling for a long time. Wang Xingli was very puzzled and thought about many possibilities, but he couldn't get the answer for the time being.

Early the next morning, Wang Xingli and the others followed Elder Gong to the martial arts arena in Canyang Mountain.

The competition venue is a large arena in the middle. On the arena at this moment, a middle-aged man in white is standing in the middle of the arena. He has a flawless handsome face, sword-shaped eyebrows, starry eyes, a high bridge of nose, and rosy thin lips. It gives people an otherworldly feeling. This person is none other than the current sect leader of the Ice and Snow Sect, Zhao Ruiye.

As the contestants arrived, an elder stepped forward to report. He floated into the air, and the surrounding small arena flickered with light. A faint transparent light curtain appeared, covering the large arena in the middle.

"The competition for the Ten Elites of Yuanli begins now! The disciples of the Spirit Transformation Realm participating in the spirit list will follow me to Lingyuan Pavilion!"

A loud and majestic voice sounded.

"Yes!"

……

The surrounding Spirit Transformation Realm disciples responded immediately.

"set off!"

As the voice fell, many Spirit Transformation Realm disciples around them rose into the air, wielding flying swords, riding magic weapons, and some riding flying pets. Following the footsteps of the leader Zhao Ruiye, they headed towards He rushed towards the direction of Lingyuan Pavilion and drew a brilliant stream of light in the sky.

Also leaving with him were Elder Gong, Elder Duan Mulei of the Formation Pavilion, and Elder Ning Jingran of the Divine Medical Pavilion.

Not only the outer disciples around him were envious, but also the inner disciples were yearning for him. Wang Xingli also thought to himself: given time, I can soar in the sky, but why didn't I see Senior Brother Fang.

The competition for the Ten Elites of Yuanli has also officially begun here. The competition system for the Ten Elites of Yuanli is different from the previous one. They will be ranked first based on the competition results over the years. The ones at the back will challenge the ones at the front and hold a defensive battle until there is no one left. When people challenge, they first determine the ranking of each pavilion.

Then, the real Yuanli Ten Elite Competition will be held. The first three pavilions will directly rank the top nine. For the tenth place, any disciple can come on stage to sign up. Then comes the challenge session. Anyone who is not on the list can challenge until no one takes the challenge. Those on the list will then fight among themselves to determine the ranking.

The ranking order of last year's Ice and Snow Sect was: physical martial arts, alchemy weapons, and talisman medicine and poison.

At the beginning of the competition, Wandu Pavilion, which ranked last, challenged the Divine Medical Pavilion, but unfortunately was still pinned to the ground by the disciples of the Divine Medical Pavilion. It seems that this year Wandu Pavilion is at the bottom again. After playing for a long time in the subsequent games, only the Formation Pavilion successfully challenged the Alchemy Pavilion and successfully advanced one place.

"Shan Yuchen, didn't Elder Gong just ask you to lead the team? Do we want to challenge him?"

Seeing that the challenge had reached a brief period of peace, Wang Xingli couldn't help but ask.

"Elder Gong said let us challenge the last one. If the Forging Pavilion succeeds in challenging the Shufa Pavilion, we will challenge the Shufa Pavilion. If we fail, we will challenge the Forging Pavilion. As for whether to challenge the Shufa Pavilion again, Elder Gong asked us to weigh our abilities. OK, what’s your opinion?”

"What are you waiting for? Go fuck him! Wang Xingli, I believe you can do it!"

Xing Kaiqiang's voice suddenly came from behind the three of them.

Wang Xingli rolled his eyes at Xing Kaiqiang, but did not refute: "I think it's feasible, so I'll take the lead. It just so happens that I'm about to reach the peak of the Ning Yuan Realm's body penetration stage, and I also need some actual combat."

Upon hearing this, Shan Yuchen glanced at Wang Xingli and asked, "Didn't you fight enough some time ago?"

"I think it's feasible too."

Liu Daoming, who had been silent until now, also spoke.

Upon seeing this, Shan Yuchen said nothing more, but immediately raised his hand to indicate to the elder that he wanted to challenge the body training pavilion.

Wang Xingli jumped onto the stage, his movements were very elegant, and there was a burst of cheers from the audience. It was really exciting to be in the arena, and Wang Xingli couldn't help but want to shout: I want to fight ten! Fortunately, Wang Xingli held back. After all, keeping a low profile is Wang Xingli's first rule!

"I'm ready to start. If you want to fight, fight!"

"This disciple of the Martial Arts Pavilion, you are the challenger, not the defender. You have to tell me which one of the Forging Pavilion you challenge!"

A referee dressed as an elder said to Wang Xingli.

Wang Xingli was so embarrassed that he almost dug out a two-bedroom apartment with his toes, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "I know, I mean anyone can challenge me, just come up to me!"

"Let me do it!"

A voice sounded from the audience, and then a burly man appeared on the ring. This man looked to be in his mid-twenties, about 1.9 meters tall, with a sturdy back and a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"Cao Ziqiang!"

"Wang Xingli!"

Wang Xingli looked at the men in the Forging Pavilion and thought they would be bare-handed, but unexpectedly they were also holding weapons.

After a brief introduction between the two, the referee gave the order and the duel began!

Suddenly a spear appeared in Cao Ziqiang's hand. The spear was completely black, and the tip of the spear glowed with cold light. Yuanli flowed, and a sharp aura filled the air.

"break!"

Yuan Li turned into a real spear and came directly towards Wang Xingli. Wang Xingli could have easily avoided it, but he planned to have a head-on confrontation. Although Cao Ziqiang didn't say much when he came on the field, his displeasure with Wang Xingli could be seen in every move.

As soon as Wang Xing Li Miefeng came out, he slashed out with his sword, then sheathed his sword again and accumulated strength.

boom!

A dull explosion of Yuanli sounded, and all the swords, lights, guns and shadows disappeared.

"You have some strength, no wonder you are so crazy. Come again!"

Cao Ziqiang flashed a smile, his figure flashed like a ghost, and stabbed Wang Xingli again with the spear in his hand.

"Well done!"

When Wang Xingli saw that Cao Ziqiang was coming for a close fight, he didn't panic at all. He shouted loudly, with fighting spirit rising in his eyes.

"Wind Gun!"

Cao Ziqiang stabbed continuously with the spear in his hand. Each shot carried a sound of breaking through the air and a strong force. The shadows of the spears intertwined together to form a dense net.

Bang bang! Ding ding! Dang Dang!

And Wang Xingli did not show any weakness at all. He pulled out Mie Feng again in his hand. The light shone and the tip of the spear was pressed together, making a crisp sound of gold and iron.

After the two exchanged thirty moves in a row, Wang Xingli noticed the difference in Cao Ziqiang's Yuanli. It was not an ordinary wood attribute, but wind, and wind belonged to wood! Therefore, the speed was extremely fast, and after more than ten moves, Wang Xingli was retreating continuously. Cao Ziqiang suddenly changed his moves, and the spear in his hand turned into an afterimage, stabbing Wang Xingli's throat fiercely.

Wang Xingli's heart was shaken. This shot was already a shadow. It was as fast as lightning, so fast that he could not completely avoid it.

Danger!

Between life and death, Wang Xingli's eyes suddenly widened, his energy flowed rapidly, and Mie Feng rushed forward to meet him.

Ding!

The gun and sword collided, making a loud noise. Wang Xingli stepped on it with both feet and took a few steps back before he stabilized his body. Cao Ziqiang also took half a step back.

"Huh?! You actually made a temporary breakthrough in your swordsmanship. You are very good. It seems that Elder Gong has a good vision!"