After Cultivating With the Enemy

Ji Zhaoyun didn't find out what the extra spiritual power in his body was in the end, so he had to give up temporarily, thinking about asking Feng Qi when he came back.

The first round of competition ended that day, and Ji Chaoyun undoubtedly entered the second round.

The second round of competition will be held three days later.

The difference from before is that starting from the second round, the disciples participating in the competition will draw lots on the day of the competition, and enter the secret realm directly in the order they are drawn, without giving them a few more days to prepare.

On this day, Ji Chaoyun was forced to come to the martial field early as a second-round contestant.

He yawned lazily, stroking his abdomen subconsciously with his palms.

……hungry.

In the past few days, except for the smell of meat and rancidity, he will not vomit at other times, and his appetite has recovered a lot.Of course, it is not accurate to say that it is recovery, it should be... The appetite suddenly became excellent.

Not only want to eat, but can eat.

Last night, Ji Chaoyun even went to Changyuan Pavilion to buy pastries for two people, but after eating, he still felt that it was not enough.

It just so happened that the time to gather was too early today, when Ji Chaoyun woke up, he only had time to freshen up and have no time to eat at all.

"What's the matter, Chaoyun, are you nervous?" Beside Ji Chaoyun, Li Hao asked with concern when he saw that his expression was not good.

Entering the second round, most of the Xuan and Huang level disciples disappeared in an instant, and most of the rest were heavenly and earth level disciples.Li Hao ranked high at the local level, so it was no problem to break into the second round.

Ji Zhaoyun shook his head and said truthfully, "It's okay, I'm just a little hungry."

"Hungry?" Li Hao was stunned for a moment, and he understood, "Did you just focus on practicing swords these days without resting? You can't do this. Physical strength, what should we do in the future competition?"

Ji Zhaoyun gave a vague "hmm", but didn't tell him that he hadn't practiced sword since three days ago.

Immortals usually do not need to eat or drink, because they can absorb the aura of heaven and earth to replenish their energy.Only when the energy is exhausted and cannot be replenished by oneself will one feel hungry and need to take in food containing spiritual power.

That's why Li Hao had such a guess.

Li Hao thought for a while, and said: "There is a new restaurant in the market town at the foot of Hongmeng Mountain, and the roast duck it sells is absolutely outstanding. So, when the competition between you and me is over, I'll invite you to have a big meal, how about it?"

Ji Zhaoyun frowned slightly, thinking of the greasy smell of roast duck, he felt a little nauseated.

He raised his hand and clenched his fist, put it on his lips and coughed lightly: "I've been feeling sick in my stomach for the past few days, and I can't eat meat, thank you Senior Brother Li."

"what?"

Li Hao blinked in confusion. At this moment, Kaiyang Xianjun stepped onto the high platform of the martial arts field and began to announce the list of participants for the second round.The two walked forward with the flow of people and did not continue talking.

Therefore, Ji Zhaoyun didn't hear Li Hao talking to himself afterwards: "... I feel sick again, and I'm always hungry. Is this pregnant?"

On the high platform, Kai Yang began to announce the rules: "There are 27 participants in the second round. The lottery rules are the same as the first round. The first number corresponds to No. 20 No. 20, the second number corresponds to No. 14 No. [-], and so on. The one who draws No.[-] has no opponents, so he will be exempted from this competition and will go straight to the next round."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and transformed into the wooden box he had seen in the main hall before: "Now come up one by one to draw lots—"

At this moment, Kaiyang's voice suddenly paused.A disciple hurried over from a distance and quickly walked up to the viewing seats of the immortals.

"Xianzun!" The disciple bowed to Tianshu to salute, and said loudly, "Xianzun, His Royal Highness Feng Er... No, the god is back, and he has just arrived in front of the ten thousand stone steps of the academy!"

Ji Zhaoyun was startled.

Tianshu suddenly got up.

Immortal's hearing ability is not far behind, most of the disciples in the audience heard these words clearly, and they immediately became noisy.

Ever since Feng Qi succeeded in ascending to heaven, he had never shown his face in front of people, and since Tian Shu had already informed Feng Qi's identity, everyone couldn't hold back their curiosity about that person.

Feng Qi stayed in the academy for the longest time, everyone has been his classmate for so long, who would have thought that the real identity of that person would be so honorable.

Most of the academy's disciples come from various immortal clans, and they grew up listening to the stories of the battle between gods and demons. It is conceivable that they adore Feng Xiao.

Now hearing that the man finally came back, many people are eager to go to Qianshan to have a look.

In comparison, even the Tianbang Grand Competition is nothing to watch.

"Everyone be quiet!" The discussion in the audience became more and more noisy, and Tianshu had to exert some spiritual power, "Everything is as usual in the competition, Lord Kaiyang and Lord Yuheng will continue to host the Tianbang, and the rest of the immortals will follow me to the front mountain , welcome God."

Tianshu left quickly with several immortals and accompanying disciples, followed closely by Ji Chaoyun's eyes.

The martial field of Tianbang Dabi is located in Qianshan Square.

This place is not far from the mountain gate. If it is different from usual, standing on the square, you can even directly see the visitors climbing the ten thousand stone steps.

But now, a high platform is built on the square, and a circle of viewing seats is surrounded around the high platform, which actually blocks the view.Ji Chaoyun stood under the high platform with more than [-] disciples waiting for the lottery, watching Tianshu and others leave, but was soon blocked by the surging heads, and could not see anything.

"Chaoyun, it's up to you to draw lots." Someone beside him reminded him softly, and Ji Chaoyun finally came to his senses.

He quickly walked up to the high platform, and took out a bamboo stick from the wooden box beside Xianjun Kaiyang.

According to the rules of the competition, if three groups enter the secret realm at the same time, it counts as one match.And the second round of competitions is only two games a day, if he can get the two games tomorrow, he still has a chance to slip away now.

Ji Zhaoyun muttered in his heart, and rubbed his fingertips on the bamboo stick.

A number is displayed under the bamboo stick: No. [-].

Ji Chaoyun: "..."

It's so hard to die, today was drawn, and it happened to be the second match of today.

Ji Chaoyun was so angry that he almost crushed the bamboo stick.

At this moment, a loud exclamation came from the place where the crowd gathered in the distance.

"Look, look, they're coming!"

"It's really His Royal Highness Feng Er, bah, now it's time to call God."

"Are those divine weapons? They're so majestic. This is the first time I've seen so many gods!"

……

Standing on the high platform, you can vaguely see the surrounding situation.Ji Zhaoyun looked with his head and saw a tall figure stepping up the stone steps surrounded by the crowd from afar.

Behind the man were several divine soldiers wearing silver armor and cloaks. He supported Tianshu and was talking to him with his head tilted. From Ji Zhaoyun's angle, he could only see his handsome side face.

He still looks the same as when he was in the Immortal Realm. He looks almost the same as before ascending to heaven, but his temperament is completely different.

Surrounded by crowds and watched by tens of thousands of people, he seemed to be born this way.

I don't know what was said on the other side, Feng Qi suddenly laughed, Ji Zhaoyun's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

They... haven't seen each other for over a month.

Ji Chaoyun stared at that direction almost greedily, and watched Feng Qi stepping up the stone steps, walking to the front of the martial field, then turning a corner surrounded by the crowd, and walking towards the main hall.

Ji Chaoyun: "..."

……gone?

He actually left? ? ?

He didn't even look this way!

With a snap, Ji Chaoyun completely crushed the bamboo stick in his hand.

Feng Qi paused, looked around subconsciously, and felt a chill in the back of his head.

Tianshu turned back suspiciously: "What's wrong with you?"

"...It's all right." Feng Qi cleared his throat, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, Chaoyun...is he all right?"

"He's fine, what can happen?"

"Then he..." Feng Qi hesitated for a moment, this lord who had just appeared on the stage amidst the awe and admiration of all the disciples, said cautiously, "How does he look like in the past few days?"

Tianshu: "..."

Tianshu looked at him speechlessly.

Feng Qi coughed lightly, and said seriously: "It's okay, let's continue. We just talked about the establishment of the Immortal Realm Alliance. I still suggest Hongmeng Academy as the core of the alliance, so..."

Feng Qi, Tian Shu and the others went to the Yishi Pavilion, and after explaining everything, the time had passed.

He walked out of the meeting hall, and looked in the direction of Qianshan Square with a slightly worried expression.

Behind him, a silver-armored guard asked: "God, according to your instructions, other divine soldiers have been assigned to station in Hongmeng Mountain. Are you going to read it now?"

Feng Qi was silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed: "Shuo Feng..."

"Subordinates are here."

Feng Qi stared at the handsome and young guard in front of him, and asked curiously: "You and I haven't seen each other for 300 years, why do you still look like this, no goddess has taken a fancy to you?"

Shuo Feng was stunned for a moment, and said seriously: "This subordinate was the god's personal guard thousands of years ago, and his loyalty to the god can be learned from heaven and earth, and he has no one else in his heart."

"..." Feng Qi pressed the center of his brows, feeling a headache, "No, that's not what I meant."

Shuo Feng: "Then God why..."

"I mean, it's important to do great things, but you can't just think about these things all the time, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what would happen?"

Feng Qi patted him on the shoulder, sighed heavily: "Otherwise, you will be like you. After thousands of years, no one likes you."

"?"

Shuo Feng still wanted to ask again, but Feng Qi had already walked out of the meeting hall, striding towards the front mountain.

"...God! God wait for me!"

When Feng Qi rushed to the martial arts field, the second round of the second round of the Tianbang had just started.

He ignored the gazes watching him from around, and found a seat closest to the high platform to sit down on his own.

The scene of the secret realm is reflected in the light screen.

The one Ji Zhaoyun drew this time was a disciple at the Dizi level.

The two were sent to a desert.The wind and sand in the desert are so huge that it is almost impossible to see.

Ji Chaoyun stood on a sand tower, his gaze coldly swept around, as if he was looking for his opponent.

His gaze happened to sweep towards the light screen, facing Feng Qi's gaze from afar.

Feng Qi's heart skipped a beat.

damn.

It seems that he is very angry.

Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun made an appointment that they would definitely come before the Tianbang Grand Competition. Unexpectedly, there was a lot of delay in summoning the divine soldiers. In addition, the emperor and daughter deliberately blocked him, so he hurried and hurried, but it was still six or seven days late.

Outside the secret place, Feng Qi felt uneasy, but inside the secret place, Ji Chaoyun's figure had disappeared in place at some point.

The light screen lost Ji Chaoyun's whereabouts, so it projected the screen onto another disciple in the secret realm.The disciple was walking cautiously in the desert, as if he heard something, he suddenly turned his head.

In the light screen, I saw a white glow flashing like a dragon, directly rolling the disciple into the air.

This is the last picture that everyone sees.

The light screen dimmed.

There was a long silence in the viewing seats, and it was only when the teleportation circle on the high platform lit up that they gradually came back to their senses.

In the first round of competition, Ji Chaoyun took the initiative to release his position, waiting for the opponent to find him.Although it ended quickly, the two fought against each other.

This second round... how come there is no chance to fight back in this second round?

The opponent this time is still a disciple at the top level, a level higher than the one in the first round.

Everyone was horrified and couldn't help talking about it.

Even Shuo Feng who was beside Feng Qi couldn't help admiring: "That young man's cultivation base is profound, he shot decisively, killed him with one blow, and the timing was just right. There are such talents in Hongmeng Academy, Xianyu really is different from the past."

"That's natural..." Feng Qi raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly, but didn't explain much.

The white glow of the teleportation circle on the high platform reflected the thin and tall figure of the young man, Feng Qi watched that figure, his heart was filled with pride and joy.

Good that his little dragon is back.

That is the best descendant of the Lingyuan Sea Dragon Clan for more than a hundred years, and he should be like this.

Feng Qi stood up and took half a step forward.

Ji Chaoyun stepped out of the teleportation circle, and saw Feng Qi standing under the stage at a glance.

With a smile in his eyes, Feng Qi opened his arms towards him.

Ji Chaoyun didn't move, and looked at Feng Qi quietly for a moment, then suddenly let out a cold snort, stepped off the stage from the other side, and left without looking back.

Feng Qi: "..."

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