Chapter 107 Fu Xiu

Yunshui Sect Outer Sect Great Competition, a grand event held every three years in the outer sect.

At the same time, it is also a major test for the sect to select talents.

Of the 3,000 people who participated in the competition this time, only 300 were able to enter the inner door in the end.

Only one out of ten.

And it is still one-tenth of the number of participants, one out of ten from the outer disciples who have already appeared and selected.

If you add the hundreds of other courtyards in the entire Yunshui Sect, and count the disciples of other courtyards who are not even qualified to participate in the competition, the ratio is even lower to an unimaginable level. !

And in such a big comparison,

If you can stand out from the preliminary round, enter the top ten of each group, and be able to participate in the semi-finals, then it means that you will get a ticket to the inner door!

However, in the end, the number of people who could enter the semi-finals was only 200.

Therefore, being able to enter the semi-finals also means that you are eligible to enter the inner door.

As for the remaining 100 places,

It is divided between the resurrection competitions that the eliminated people will participate in, as well as some talented people who are self-assessed by the living departments such as the alchemy hall and the alchemy hall in the sect.

nowadays,

Zhang Qingyuan, who made it to the fourth round of the preliminary round, has already stepped into the threshold of the inner door with half a foot!

"God bless Sanqing Buddha, but don't meet any monk with the ninth level of Lingyuan!"

Before drawing lots,

Zhang Qingyuan, who was under the ring, whispered in his heart that all the gods of the previous life came to bless him.

Although Zhang Qingyuan once killed the monk of the ninth level of Lingyuan at the Broken Dragon Waterfall in Luoshui when he left Luoshui County on the same day, that example was just a few words by chance, and at the same time he used the help of The unique power of heaven and earth in that place swung that sword.

But this is simply impossible to replicate!

After these few days of observation, Zhang Qingyuan has a rough idea in his heart. Even if he encounters the weakest monks in the early stage of the ninth level of spiritual energy,

Even if Zhang Qingyuan had all the strength in his hands, whether it was the sword-drawing technique or the perfect Yunshui Thirteen-Road Swordsmanship, all of them would be used one by one.

As for the unfathomable two ninth levels of spiritual essence,

That's simply not a 10% chance of winning.

With the selection of the deacon referee, a cultivator from the same group came to the stage to fight, and the fighting momentum was stronger than the previous three games.

To be able to get all the way here, although there may be one or two lucky people occasionally.

But most of them are outer disciples with true talents. At this time, none of them will stop at the door, and even several pairs of the same sect will be injured in the battle.

Zhang Qingyuan was also a little nervous in his heart.

Until another disciple from the outer sect decided the winner, the voice of the deacon referee sounded:

"Seventh game, Zhang Qingyuan No. 72..."

this moment,

Zhang Qingyuan's heart was mentioned in his throat!

"... Against Yang Wenqian No. 119!"

As the deacon referee's voice fell, Zhang Qingyuan first breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time there was a dignified expression on his face.

Yang Wenqian is not any member of the ninth level of Lingyuan in the eleventh group.

But at the same time, as one of the few female cultivators in the same group, Zhang Qingyuan had already noticed the opponent's existence in the previous preliminary competition.

The eighth level of Lingyuan Realm is complete, two small levels higher than him.

the most important is.

The opponent's cultivation system is somewhat biased, at least Zhang Qingyuan has never played against such an opponent.

She is a talisman!

A lot of thoughts flashed through his mind, Zhang Qingyuan didn't stop there, and flew into the field.

The opposite Yang Wenqian also jumped into the arena together and confronted Zhang Qingyuan from afar.

This is a very heroic woman.

Although it's not a beautiful country, but the small face is still attractive, the thin body is dressed in capable outer clothing, the arms and calves are already tied tightly, the long hair behind the back is tied into a ponytail, and the eyes of the gods look heroic thrive.

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two salute each other.

The complexion is a little dignified.

"Seventh game, start!"

The deacon referee next to the ring fell.

stand time,

boom!

Zhang Qingyuan moved, and with one foot on the ground, the whole person turned into a series of welcome flashes from the air, and the speed was almost beyond the limit that the human eye could capture!

Cloudy Steps!

Zhang Qingyuan took the lead in attacking, ready to rely on his extremely fast movement to hit the opponent by surprise.

This is the most appropriate choice to deal with long-range offensive monks such as Fu Xiu. Only the close side can limit the power of the talisman displayed by the opponent!

People are still in the air,

Zhang Qingyuan spread out his fingers and clenched his fist in one hand. The air in the surrounding area seemed to be pulled like flowing water. The air was like a galloping river and sea, sweeping the sky and torrents, charging towards Yang Wenqian with irresistible power!

Collapse!

This combined stunt, with the improvement of Zhang Qingyuan's strength, the power effect has been reduced.

However, because it is as easy to perform as a gesture, and its power is not bad, Zhang Qingyuan is still using this move as his own means.

The terrifying power swept across the void, like breaking the air, and came with the mighty power that collapsed the mountains!

"Humph!"

Yang Wenqian snorted, and seemed to have expected Zhang Qingyuan's choice.

From the preliminary round to this point, the cultivators in the same group basically knew about each other's competitors.

In the previous battles of Zhang Qingyuan, the advantages gained by Dacheng's Yunyan Footwork were all remembered by Yang Wenqian.

When Zhang Qingyuan reached a distance of zhang in front of him,

Yang Wenqian had already pinched a talisman with a faint glow in his hand at the fastest speed, and the spirit energy in his body instantly stimulated it.

"Edict!"

In an instant, an invisible and intangible air machine vibrated from the talisman, stirring up the air, and the spiritual essence turned into a milky white mask visible to the naked eye, covering Yang Wenqian inside!

boom! ! !

Zhang Qingyuan's blow from Collapsing Mountain continued unabated, bombarding the pale white mask.

Immediately, a majestic and incomparable force erupted, and a torrent of shock that was visible to the naked eye rolled up in the flat ground, sweeping all directions, and half of the arena seemed to be a storm!

However,

The pale white mask displayed by the prisoner of unknown rank still remained motionless, but the color of the light was a little dim!

One hit fails,

At this time, Yang Wenqian, who was under the protection of the mask, took out a few talismans again at a very fast speed, pinched them with one hand, and Ling Yuan instantly released the spells sealed in the talismans.

"Vine Art!"

"Water flushing technique!"

"Flame Art!"

As the talisman in the opponent's hand turned into stars and dissipated, first of all, on this ring, a blue vine suddenly grew out of thin air, slapped the air, and smashed in the direction of Zhang Qingyuan almost overwhelming!

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