Lady Cultivator

The Green Wood Sword appeared in front of him. The middle-aged monk could not care about anything else, so he had to move the flag to the side, barely blocking the tip of the sword, but the quicksand and water under his feet surged up faster.

Without stopping, Mo Tiange struck out another talisman.

There was a heavy sound, and the monk fell down in the ring.

At this time, the referee's foundation-building monk stepped forward, inspected the monk, stood up and nodded: Ye Xiaotian wins.

Mo Tiange's expression relaxed. Seeing the pleased smile of his second uncle in the audience, he quickly sat down and regained his energy. In order to consume the opponent's spiritual energy, she also took the spirit-boosting pill herself. It was not easy to hold on, but she was really exhausted.

Without the support of her spiritual energy, the formation failed and the thorns withered. The middle-aged monk finally saw the outside of the formation, stood up with a gloomy face, and jumped off the ring. His flag's defense was really good. Mo Tiange tried his best, but he didn't suffer much damage. He just lost to a monk at the seventh level of Qi refining. I'm afraid his confidence suffered a big blow. Moreover, this round If you lose, you can only compete in another arena. The injuries you suffered this time and the medicine you took will affect the next round, making it much more difficult to win.

Mo Tiange also felt uncomfortable. This was the eighth game, and she had to defeat two people to qualify for the next round, but she was really tired now. If there was another opponent like the middle-aged monk just now, it would be difficult for her to hold on. However, with her cultivation level, it would be difficult to defeat ten more people in a fight with a bunch of ninth- and tenth-level opponents who were equally desperate to win. What's more, now, she is almost exhausted. She has also used talisman pills and spiritual stones, and can hardly compete in the next arena. Therefore, she can only try her best. Anyway, with her second uncle here, as long as she does not seek death, she will not Life is in danger.

It's a pity. If she was from a cultivating family, she would send her family disciples to come up and take advantage of one person, so that she could make up ten people, unlike now where she can only fight head-on.

However, after she regained her spiritual energy, she found that no one had entered the ring yet.

The refereeing monk shouted again: If you want to come up to challenge, please come up as soon as possible. If no one comes up within a quarter of an hour, the challenger will win directly.

After a while, someone finally came up. But he is a monk at the seventh level of Qi refining.

Mo Tiange was surprised. Generally speaking, the opponents in the competition were getting stronger and stronger. After seeing the previous fights, people without two skills would not dare to go on stage. Only if they had a way to deal with the opponent would they go on stage. Could this be the same as her? What's so special about a monk at the seventh level of Qi refining?

He raised his spirits and started to fight, but this monk was very ordinary. Qingmu Jue took action, but after a moment, the monk gave up.

Mo Tiange was very puzzled. Why did this monk seem to be trying to kill her?

Little did she know that the battle with the monk at the tenth level of Qi Refining just now had made everyone afraid to go on stage again. A seventh-level monk who defeated a tenth-level Qi refining monk was definitely more awe-inspiring than a tenth-level monk, because it was not uncommon for a tenth-level monk to defeat a monk of the same level, but seventh-level monks were rare, and they were all difficult to deal with. Moreover, everyone has seen that the opponent is proficient in formations, and most people are helpless about it. Needless to say, those who are not sure of defeating her, even if they are certain, are afraid of being exhausted by the same monk, which will affect the following competition. Anyway, it has only started not long ago, so it doesn't matter if it is a little late. Therefore, almost everyone agreed to let her win this round so that she could start the next round quickly. The monk who came on stage had just watched so many games and found that he had almost no hope, so he came up to appreciate her strength, so as to aim at it and come back next time.

This time, it took longer before someone came up. His cultivation level was even worse, only at the sixth level. He soon lost to her and died.

The referee's foundation-building monk called her aside, handed the token back with marks on it, and told her to come over after it was over. Then the next round is announced.

Mo Tiange was ecstatic and walked down the ring in vain, almost falling down. Fortunately, Ye Jiang stepped forward to hold her up.

Second uncle,

I...I succeeded!

Ye Jiang smiled, helped her out of the crowd, and said: Just rest for a while, you have won.

Mo Tiange nodded, sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath until his spiritual energy recovered. When she stopped adjusting her breath, she opened her eyes and looked at her second uncle happily: Second uncle, did I really succeed?

Ye Jiang nodded with a smile: It's really successful. If you concentrate on facing the enemy, you will succeed. This is not a consolation. She just has little experience in life and death battles, but such a competition is not weak.

Mo Tiange then looked worried again: This is just the first round of the competition. It's so difficult. What about the next round...

Thinking of this, Ye Jiang also sighed: Forget it if we don't succeed, we won't force it. Indeed, she was lucky to win. In the next round of competition, no one will be easy to deal with, even if she wins One is hard to beat two.

The uncle and nephew comforted each other and cheered up to watch the competition.

While Mo Tiange was resting, winners appeared in each arena one after another. Most of them were ninth- and tenth-level monks, with only one eighth-level monk and another seventh-level monk. Listening to other people's comments, another seventh-level monk was a young man in his twenties, who seemed to be a member of a cultivating family. He had a magic weapon in his hand that was unbeatable, and he successfully defeated ten people.

It was already afternoon, and the fighting in the ring became more and more intense. Most of the people had already been in the ring, and now some people were almost fighting for their lives. Injuries occurred frequently, and the injuries became more serious.

The more Mo Tiange watched, the more she couldn't bear to watch it anymore. This was her first time attending the Sendai Conference. Although she had been mentally prepared, she still didn't expect it to be so tragic. I can't help but feel sad in my heart. The path to immortality is elusive, and it is even more difficult to practice casual cultivation. For a little hope, I am willing to risk my life. This path is really sad.

Finally at sunset, everyone finished the competition, and the referee monks announced the end.

At this Sendai meeting, two people died of serious injuries and countless others were injured.

Mo Tiange breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward with the other victors.

Foundation-building monks gathered in each of the ten arenas, scanning the victors one by one, frowning and discussing something.

This made them uneasy and they didn't know why they were dissatisfied.

Mo Tiange couldn't help but scanned it and found nothing wrong. There were only about twenty winners, and half of them were injured. There were only four women among them, excluding myself, and half of them were young people. It is probably because those in their twenties who can reach such a level of cultivation usually belong to the family of cultivators. The probability of winning is certainly high.

I don’t know what these foundation-building monks discussed. Soon after, a leading person sent out a messenger talisman and flew into the hall. After waiting for a moment, the messenger talisman flew back. The leader took it and several people gathered together to listen. After some discussion, he stood up and faced them.

Obviously, the next round was about to be announced, and Mo Tiange couldn't help but feel a little nervous, worried that something might happen.

The leader was a foundation-building monk with half-white beard and hair. He glanced at them seriously and said, Everyone, only twenty-four people won in the first round of this Sendai meeting. Therefore, the leader ordered that there is no need to compete anymore. Twenty-four people won. All people are admitted to the mountain gate. You can go back to deal with the secular affairs first, and report to the mountain gate at Xu time tomorrow.

Everyone was in an uproar, surprised and happy.

Mo Tiange was even more like this. She was originally worried that she wouldn't be able to pass the second round, but she didn't expect such a change this time. She was overjoyed now that she could directly enter the Yunwu Sect!