Mortals ask the immortals

Practice field!

Duan Qing was stunned, and then he began to think.

He has been practicing in the room these days. It's not that he doesn't want to do other things, but he doesn't have the conditions.

He obviously still has a lot of room for improvement in his current attainments in the Xuansu Sword Formation, but he just has no place to practice.

He can practice in the virtual space, but there are extremely precious Tianlei bamboos growing in the virtual space. He is afraid of accidents, so he dare not practice in the virtual space.

If there is a practice field for people to practice in the city, then you can go and see it, and find an opportunity to practice the Xuansu Sword Formation, or even find someone to fight and accumulate some practical experience.

Thinking of this, the helpless look on Duan Qing's face was swept away, and he smiled and nodded: "Okay, then it doesn't hurt to go and see it."

Hearing Duan Qing's agreement, Qin Long's face was immediately filled with joy: "Haha, Fellow Daoist Duan is still very kind."

Under Qin Long's guidance, the two left the small building, walked through the city for a while, and came to a courtyard built of stone.

Entering the gate of the courtyard, the small courtyard was empty. In the center of the courtyard, there was a stone platform with a gray light curtain on it.

Next to the stone platform, there was a stone tablet with the words "cultivation field" engraved on it.

Duan Qing was not surprised to see the situation in front of him.

The entire Gaoque Camp was so small, and most of the small buildings were built for the patrol team to live in. The cultivation field must be built in the boundary.

After taking a look at the situation in the courtyard, the two did not delay and directly passed through the light curtain and teleported into the cultivation field.

After passing through the light curtain, what appeared in front of Duan Qing was a stone corridor. A few feet ahead, there was a crossroads leading to four directions.

Duan Qing was a little surprised. He walked to the center of the crossroads with Qin Long and looked around.

In addition to the direction they came from, both sides of the intersection lead to a deep corridor. There are numerous stone doors on both corridors. It is estimated that there are no less than hundreds of them at a glance. There are numbers engraved on each stone door.

In front of the two of them is a corridor that is only a few feet long, similar to the one they came from.

At the end of the corridor is a stone door frame. There is no stone door on the door frame, only a light gray light curtain.

Just above the door frame, the three words "sparring field" are engraved.

"Daoyou Duan, let's go to the competition field first!" Qin Long said excitedly.

Duan Qing nodded, and walked quickly through the light curtain of the competition field with Qin Long.

After passing through the light curtain, Duan Qing felt that his eyes were bright, and the dazzling sunlight made him subconsciously reach out to block it.

After a while, Duan Qing put down his hand and was slightly surprised when he saw the scene in front of him.

The two were in an open grassland, with the sun hanging high in the sky and the green grass covering the ground, just up to their knees.

On the grassland around the two, every few dozen feet, there was a bluestone platform of a hundred feet in size, about seventeen or eighteen in total, forming a circle.

At this time, on one of the platforms, two black-clothed patrol team monks were fighting fiercely, and there were about a hundred people watching below the stage.

Duan Qing saw clearly that one of the two people who were fighting on the stage was Wu Ma, a newcomer who joined the patrol team at the same time as him.

Duan Qing did not know Wu Ma's opponent, but he thought he should be an old patrol member in Gaoque Camp.

Seeing the situation on the platform not far away, Duan Qing and Qin Long were both quite interested and walked forward to join the crowd watching the battle.

On the platform, although the two people's cultivation was the same, they were in the late stage of the spiritual life realm, but Wu Ma had an absolute advantage and beat his opponent back step by step.

Duan Qing only took a few glances and roughly judged the result.

Wu Ma's opponent will be defeated within ten breaths!

Sure enough, after just five or six breaths, the man could no longer hold on and admitted defeat.

"No more fighting, I think you are awesome, okay!"

The black patrol monk said as he fled down the platform in a panic.

"Hmph, I'll let you go this time. If you dare to speak without restraint and spit shit again, I'll tear your mouth apart."

The fat man Wu Ma raised his head and chest, like a victorious rooster.

After mocking his opponent, the fat man Wu Ma glanced around the crowd inadvertently, and happened to see Duan Qing and Qin Long who had just arrived, and his eyes lit up.

"Hey, so-and-so, do you dare to come on stage and fight with me?" The fat man Wu Ma pointed his finger at a certain place in the crowd and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, everyone turned around and looked in the direction Wu Ma pointed, and their eyes fell on Duan Qing and Qin Long at the back of the crowd.

Duan Qing and Qin Long looked at each other, obviously not expecting this to happen.

"Don't look at it, it's you, the one wearing a bamboo hat, who was so flamboyant during the team test, and looked like he deserved a beating. I have tolerated you for a long time!" Wu Ma retracted his finger and stared at Duan Qing fiercely.

Hearing Wu Ma say this, Duan Qing was sure that Wu Ma's target of provocation was him, and he couldn't help laughing.

He had misjudged the situation that day and showed off his skills, and actually offended this person!

"Are you sure you want to fight Duan?" Duan Qing looked directly at Wu Ma and confirmed.

"What's the waste of words, come up quickly, pretend to admit it, and stand firm when you get beaten!" The fat man Wu Ma looked quite impatient.

Duan Qing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and without saying much, he flew onto the stage and stood opposite Wu Ma.

Whether it is the immortal body or the Xuansu sword formation, it needs to be trained through a lot of actual combat. He is worried that he has no opponent!

The little fat man narrowed his eyes and looked at Duan Qing for a moment, and pursed his lips slightly: "Tsk, you, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you can't stand my beating, admit defeat as soon as possible, otherwise you will lose your life and cause me to be punished."

"You are weak, not bad!"

Duan Qing looked calm, and kept a faint smile on his face: "Thank you for your reminder, fellow Taoist Wu."

Wu Ma heard the words, directly put his hands behind his back, and made an unfathomable look: "Go ahead, I'll let you make the first move."

Duan Qing was not polite, and decisively sacrificed twelve virtual swords, and used the Xuansu sword formation to trap the little fat man Wu Ma.

A burst of sword whistling sounded, and the twelve virtual swords instantly surrounded the little fat man Wu Ma and spun at high speed.

The next moment, a thick fog suddenly spread around Wu Ma, and in a few breaths, it covered most of the platform.

Wu Ma, who was in the center of the fog, saw the situation in front of him, his face changed slightly, and his expression was solemn.

He said he was disdainful of Duan Niu, but in fact he was somewhat cautious.

After all, Duan Niu broke the array in an instant that day, and even if he used all his strength, he might not be able to do it.

However, this does not mean that his strength is lower than Duan Niu.

The comprehensive strength of a cultivator should be considered from many aspects, such as attack, defense, speed, mentality, etc.

Just like a wooden barrel, how much water it can hold does not depend on the longest piece of wood, but on the shortest piece.