Chapter 588 Sudden Sect Great Competition
"Deacon Wang, this is 10,000 taels of silver, please give me 20 second-grade Xuandan." Song Yan smiled and handed the silver note to Wang Yong, the deacon of the Medicine Pavilion.
Wang Yong took the silver note, threw two bottles of second-grade Xuandan to Song Yan, and said in a low voice, "Boy, there are rules in the sect that outer sect disciples are limited to two bottles of second-grade Xuandan per month. This is your third time. Come on, don't come next time!"
Song Yan put away the medicine bottle and said with a smile, "Okay, next time I'll let someone else come!"
Returning to the courtyard with two bottles of second-grade Xuandan, Song Yan threw them to Xiaohu and Xiaowu.
After the revision of "Yao Yang Gong", the two people's cultivation base can be said to have improved rapidly. No, it has not been a month since their cultivation base has broken through two levels in succession and reached the peak of the third stage of Qi Refining. Of course, this is inseparable from this. Song Yan Pill's support.
"Thank you sir!"
The two saluted gratefully. The young master was really kind to them. First, he taught them Xuan-level exercises, and then he gave them five hundred and two second-grade Xuandans to eat as jelly beans.
"Practice well!"
After instructing the two of them, Song Yan returned to his room.
His spiritual power is strong, and every time he cultivates, he breathes out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the amount of vitality is extremely large. Therefore, even if he does not take medicine pills, he cultivates faster than others.
He has already sensed that in a short time, he will be able to break through to the sixth level of Qi Refining.
That afternoon.
Lin Yue and the others hurried to Song Yan's courtyard.
"Did something happen?" Song Yan asked.
"Boss, the sect has just issued a notice, and in three days, there will be a sect competition!" Lin Yue said excitedly.
Seeing everyone's excitement, Song Yan couldn't help but ask, "What? Could it be that this sect master has something to do with it?"
Lin Yue said excitedly: "Of course, the rewards of this competition are too rich!"
"Oh?" Song Yan looked at Lin Yue and waited for him to continue.
"Boss, do you know? This sect competition is divided into four competitions: outer sect, inner sect, elite, and core. As long as you can squeeze into the top ten of outer sect, you can get a broken-order pill and 10,000 taels of silver. , Zongmen has another reward for the top three outside the door.
As for the rewards for the inner sect, the rewards are even more generous. Similarly, entering the top ten will be rewarded with three rank-breaking pills, one hundred thousand taels of silver, and one low-grade spiritual weapon! The first three rewards are doubled. "
The Rank-breaking Pill is a kind of magical medicinal pill. After taking it, it can directly break through a realm. Of course, the price of this pill is also extremely precious, 10,000 taels of silver.
As for spiritual weapons, we have to mention the division of weapons in this world.
Weapons are divided into ordinary weapons and magic weapons.
Ordinary weapons are divided into low-level weapons, medium-level weapons, and high-level weapons, while spiritual weapons are divided into nine ranks, with the first rank being the lowest and the ninth rank being the highest.
Even the highest-grade spirit tool costs 100,000 taels of silver.
Having said this, Lin Yue swallowed his mouth and said: "The rewards for elite disciples are even more abundant, as long as they enter the top ten, they will be rewarded with three second-rank breaking pills, ten third-rank Xuandan, silver 500,000 taels and spirit pills. With one weapon, the first three rewards will be doubled.
The rewards for core disciples are more abundant, but they have not been announced. Boss, here, we have to congratulate you, you can even defeat the inner disciple, the top three of the outer sect are not in your pocket! "
"Yes, boss, congratulations!"
In the face of the compliments from Lin Yue and others, Song Yan raised his hand: "The top three in the outer door is a piece of shit, if you want to fight, you have to fight for the top three in the inner door!"
"Ah, boss, have you broken through to the sixth level of Qi refining?" Lin Yue asked curiously.
Song Yan shook his head: "Not yet, by the way, when will the big competition start?"
Lin Yue said: "Three days later, it is said that the outer sect will have a written test first, and after the outer sect is finished, the inner sect will be compared!"
Hearing this, Song Yan's eyes lit up, but he had a bold idea in his heart.
Three days passed in a flash.
A hundred arenas have been set up on the Yanwu Square at the outer gate.
The rules of this competition are simple and crude, and the competition is divided into three days.
On the first day, nearly 13,000 outer sect disciples will be divided into 130 groups, each of which will be promoted to one person.
On the second day, one hundred and thirty people will be divided into thirteen groups, and each group will also have only one promotion spot.
On the third day, the thirteen people who were promoted yesterday competed for the top ten and distributed rewards.
The grouping is determined by the form of lottery. Song Yan draws No. 809, which is automatically classified into nine groups.
So, after the lottery ended, Song Yan came to the ninth group.
In each arena, there is an outer deacon as the referee.
Coincidentally, Song Yan met Qin Feng and Gao Long in the ninth group.
The outer sect deacon stood on the ring and looked at the hundreds of outer sect disciples below, and said loudly: "Now, we are going to the first round of today's competition. If you win three times, stay for the time being, those who don’t meet the standard will be eliminated, and now, who will come up first?”
No one moved.
"Come on, don't waste time!" the deacon urged dissatisfied.
"Let me do it!"
Song Yanfei fell on the ring.
"Which brothers and sisters are willing to come up and give advice?" Song Yan looked around and said slowly.
Still no one moved, who didn't know that Song Yan was a fierce man who could be defeated by inner disciples, how could he go up to seek abuse.
"Give you ten breaths, no one will come up again, this disciple will be promoted directly!" The deacon was very dissatisfied with the timidity of the disciple below.
"Brother Huang, please advise!"
In desperation, a dark-skinned youth jumped up.
"Please!" Song Yan nodded.
"Dragon Slayer!"
With a loud shout, the disciple waved up, and the sharp sword light roared towards Song Yan.
"boom!"
Song Yan kicked out, directly kicking the opponent off the ring.
"Continue Master!" the deacon urged again!
In the next two minutes, Song Yan easily sent the other two challengers off the ring.
"Very good, you don't have to participate in this round of challenges, just wait!" The deacon said to Song Yan lightly, and continued to support the competition.
After Song Yan got off the ring, Qin Feng jumped up.
His cultivation is only one step away from the sixth level of Qi Refining. At the same time, he has also practiced 2-star martial arts. His strength is no longer weaker than that of the inner disciple at the bottom. Therefore, he passed the first round with ease.
An hour and a half later, the first round of the knockout round in the No. 9 arena was over, seventy people were eliminated, and thirty people remained.
The deacon's voice continued to sound: "Now the thirty of you give me the number cards you have drawn."
"Yes!"
Song Yan and others hurriedly presented the number plate.
The other party threw 30 number plates into a sealed box with only a fist-sized hole, shook it, then stretched out his hand to grab two number plates and said, "Number 807 and Number 890. Number five comes up, the winner stays!"
Immediately, a man and a woman jumped onto the ring.
After a simple greeting, the two started fighting.
The weapons used by the man were two short spears. Coincidentally, the female disciple was using two short swords.
The two were equally cultivated, and they fought more than 200 moves to decide the winner. The woman who used a pair of short swords won.
The deacon grabbed two number plates from the wooden box and said, "Number 809 and Number 825 are on stage!"
"It's coming to you so soon!"
Song Yan flew into the ring without hesitation, and then saw Qin Feng follow him into the ring.
Suddenly, Song Yan smiled and decided to educate this guy.