Rise of Qinglian

The competition between other monks was not over yet. Wang Yuanjiang's eyes fell on a tall young man in red shirt. The young man in red shirt had handsome features and a dignified appearance.

The young man in red shirt did not use any magic weapon. As he waved his hands, red fireballs flew out and hit the opposite side very fast.

His opponent was a tall, thin girl in a blue dress. She held a sparkling blue ruler in her hand, and a light blue water curtain covered the girl in the blue dress.

The red fireballs came one after another, and the girl in the blue dress couldn't resist it. She controlled the magical weapon to attack the young man in red shirt, but the young man in red shirt blocked it with a spell.

The young man in red shirt drew a large circle in the void with his hands, and a huge red fireball appeared out of thin air, emitting an astonishing heat wave and hitting the girl in blue skirt.

The girl in the blue skirt quickly controlled two blue flying knives and slashed at the red fireball.

After a loud noise, the red fireball exploded, and the billowing flames engulfed the figure of the girl in the blue dress.

The young man in red shirt wanted to continue casting spells, but the urgent voice of the girl in blue skirt came from the flames: "I surrender, Fellow Daoist Zhao, stop."

"Accepted."

The young man in red shirt clasped his fists and said, walking away.

"Cousin Jing Yan is so powerful. He defeated his opponent without using magic weapons."

"Isn't this strange? Cousin Jing Yan is an elite disciple of our Zhao family."

"The children of the Wang family are not weak either, I don't know who is better."

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The low-level monks were talking a lot. They knew very well that the focus of this competition was not other small forces, but the Wang family and the Zhao family.

Wang Yuanjiang looked at other arenas, and a girl in a silver dress with delicate features caught his attention. The girl in the silver dress had snow-like skin and a golden butterfly pattern on her clothes.

As the girl in the silver dress waved her hands, each released a thick silver lightning bolt, striking at her opponent.

It didn't take long for the opponent to admit defeat.

"Brother Leilinggen."

Wang Yuanjiang was secretly surprised. Judging from the butterfly pattern on her clothes, she should be a child of the Qin family in Feidie Valley. The Qin family is an inland immortal cultivating family. Their ancestors came from Zhenhai Palace, but they belonged to the local faction.

There are factional disputes within Zhenhai Palace, and they still have interactions with each other. They are both competitive and cooperative. The same goes for the affiliated Immortal Cultivation families, who have marriages or friendships with each other.

Wang Yuanhong controlled two second-level puppet beasts and also defeated his opponents.

Zhao Shiyu looked at a graceful young woman in a gold skirt and asked with a smile: "Mrs. Qin, your Qin family has a good seedling!"

"Among my descendants, Xiulin has the best qualifications. Speaking of which, the descendants of Fellow Daoist Zhao and Fellow Daoist Wang are not weak either."

The young woman in the gold skirt spoke modestly, but she couldn't help but show a proud expression on her face.

Not long after, the second round of the written test was held, and Wang Yuanjiang's opponent was a burly man in a red shirt.

After Wang Yuanjiang applied two layers of defense to himself, he controlled two second-order puppet beasts to fight against the enemy. The man in red shirt was unable to destroy Wang Yuanjiang's defense, but he was helpless with the two second-order puppet beasts and was quickly defeated.

At this time, Zhao Jingyan and Qin Xiulin also defeated their opponents.

In the next few rounds of competition, Wang Yuanjiang and Wang Yuanhong defeated their opponents with the help of puppet beasts and successfully advanced.

Less than half an hour later, only Wang Yuanhong, Wang Yuanjiang, Zhao Jingyan and Qin Xiulin were left.

Wang Yuanhong faced Qin Xiulin, and Zhao Jingyan faced Wang Yuanjiang.

"Mrs. Qin, Fellow Daoist Wang, if you have nothing to do, let's make a bet! Let's see whose descendant can win the first place. I will use a bottle of Chi Zhi Dan as a bet. How about it?"

Zhao Shiyu suggested, taking out a red porcelain bottle.

"I don't have any objection. I'll bet with a seven-star spiritual talisman."

The young woman in the gold skirt took out a shining silver talisman.

The Zhao family's elixirs are somewhat famous, and the several fourth-level talismans sold by the Qin family are very popular among Nascent Soul cultivators.

"I'll use this black cloud ruler to make a bet!"

Wang Yiyan took out a sparkling jade ruler and said with a smile.

At the beginning of the competition, Zhao Jingyan shook his arms, and a dozen red fireballs flew out and hit Wang Yuanjiang.

While Wang Yuanjiang applied two lines of defense to himself, he controlled the puppet beast to attack Zhao Jingyan.

More than a dozen red fireballs were blocked by Wang Yuanjiang's defense, but Zhao Jingyan also rushed towards the puppet beast.

The ape puppet beast swung its fist at Zhao Jingyan. Zhao Jingyan was not afraid at all. His right fist lit up with a dazzling red light and he stepped forward to meet it.

With a loud noise, the ape puppet beast flew backwards, and the giant tiger puppet beast rushed over, opening its bloody mouth, revealing a row of sharp fangs.

Zhao Jingyan's figure flashed and he suddenly appeared in front of Wang Yuanjiang. His boots were sparkling, and they were obviously flying magic weapons.

He was hiding his clumsiness before, but he actually practiced both Dharma and Body.

It is a well-known fact that the puppet beasts of the Wang family are more powerful. Zhao Jingyan does not dare to delay and plans to give full play to his strengths and defeat Wang Yuanjiang.

A burst of red flame emerged from his right fist, and a "crackling" bone sound was heard from his body. His body grew larger, and his right fist hit Wang Yuanjiang with a wave of heat.

After two muffled sounds, Wang Yuanjiang's defenses were completely shattered.

Wang Yuanjiang was not afraid at all. After a ball of blue light emerged from his right fist, his body grew larger and he faced it.

There was a muffled sound and the two fists collided. Wang Yuanjiang remained motionless and Zhao Jingyan took two steps back.

"You are also a physical practitioner."

Zhao Jingyan said in surprise.

Wang Yuanjiang did not answer, but moved his arms to meet him. Neither of them used magic weapons and relied on their physical strength to fight.

Waves of powerful air waves swept out. Wang Yuanjiang was obviously slightly better, and Zhao Jingyan was at a disadvantage. It didn't take long for Zhao Jingyan to be defeated.

"I accept it, Fellow Daoist Zhao."

Wang Yuanjiang said politely that this was his first time encountering a physical practitioner in the foundation building stage.

On the other side, Qin Xiulin also defeated Wang Yuanhong.

Wang Yuanjiang and Qin Xiulin dueled. At the beginning of the competition, Wang Yuanjiang held out a shining blue iron rod and swung the blue iron rod at Qin Xiulin.

Qin Xiulin did not dare to be careless, so she sacrificed a shining silver ball and released a silver light to cover herself.

Wang Yuanjiang took out a small umbrella with sparkling blue light, released a blue glow to protect himself, and took several defensive talisman seals on his body. He swung the blue iron rod and hit Qin Xiulin.

Qin Xiulin's attack was powerful, but she could not break through Wang Yuanjiang's defense with one blow. It was difficult for her to resist Wang Yuanjiang's attack. Heavy stick shadows hit the silver light, and the silver light kept flickering, and the spiritual light dimmed.

Wang Yuanjiang's face darkened, and his mana was poured into the blue iron rod crazily. The blue iron rod burst out with dazzling blue light and hit Qin Xiulin with a burst of wind.

Amidst a loud noise, Qin Xiulin's defense was smashed into pieces by the blue giant stick like paper. Seeing that the blue giant stick was about to hit Qin Xiulin's head, a big golden hand appeared out of thin air and blocked the blue stick. Big stick.

"We threw in the towel."

The young woman in the gold skirt said, willing to admit defeat.

Compared with the bet, Qin Xiulin's life is more precious.

"I accept it, Fairy Qin."

Wang Yuanjiang put away the magic weapon. To be honest, as long as Qin Xiulin persists longer, she can defeat Wang Yuanjiang.

Wang Yiyan accepted the bet with a smile and praised Wang Yuanjiang a few words.

The monks continued to drink and chat. After today's battle, the reputations of Qin Xiulin, Wang Yuanjiang and Zhao Jingyan spread, and they became somewhat famous among the juniors.