Chapter 62 The First Battle
on the high platform,
Courtyard Liu was chatting and laughing with several other court leaders, as if they were discussing something.
That is the circle of high-level people in the real Yuan realm.
Soon,
One of the smiling black-clothed old men gave some opening greetings on the high platform, and encouraged the disciples of the outer sects to practice cultivation.
After that, he briefly described the rules of this competition, and then announced the beginning of the tenth courtyard competition.
The heads of the various courtyards took their seats on the high platform one after another.
Subsequently,
The in-ring draw begins.
This time, the rules of the small competition in the ten courtyards are very simple, that is, one-on-one, the winner advances, and the one who wins until the end is the first.
As for the top ten,
has its own rules,
But these have nothing to do with Zhang Qingyuan,
Even though he practiced the water-repelling technique and improved his combat power, Zhang Qingyuan was still far behind the real top cultivators from the outer sect.
No matter how lucky you are,
If you want to enter the top ten, that realm must be at least above the ninth level of Lingyuan!
So Zhang Qingyuan didn't even have the mind to understand,
gather your mind,
The first thing to do is to prepare for the first battle.
soon,
The first ring battle is the beginning,
The whole audience was boiling, and many people cheered and cheered under the ring, it seemed that they were fellow disciples of the same school, helping out their own schoolmates.
Zhang Qingyuan was also watching the battle intently.
This small competition of the ten courtyards is indeed the arena of the top disciples of the ten other courtyards.
In one of the arenas, two monks from the ninth level of the Spiritual Origin Realm collided.
That fight caught the attention of most people.
This can be said to be the highest level among the 100,000 outer disciples of the entire Yunshui Sect!
The two of them fought so aggressively that they were able to use their techniques and martial skills at their fingertips, bombarding the air, and a layer of spiritual energy exploded, sweeping across the sky.
A terrifying shock swept across,
This caused the bystanders gathered around to avoid them and dare not approach easily.
this battle,
Zhang Qingyuan also looked very carefully, and his face was solemn.
As expected of the top cultivators in the spiritual realm, the power of a casual strike by either of the two is comparable to the power of Zhang Qingyuan's full-strength Yunshui Thirteen-Road Sword!
If you take the stage by yourself,
No matter which side he faces, Zhang Qingyuan is afraid that he will not be able to support even ten moves!
The majestic spiritual essence, the extremely strong attack, the high-speed dodge agility... The suppression between these realms is almost all-round crushing without the slightest omission!
In the battle between the outer disciples of the ninth level of Lingyuan, one of them used the advanced technique, the Three Dragons Profound Fire Mask, to slightly outperform the opponent's mid-level martial arts, and won this eye-catching battle.
On the rest of the ring,
Although it was not as violent as this battle between the ninth-level monks of the Spiritual Origin Realm,
But also very good.
It is indeed a battle at the highest level of the outer sect of the Yunshui Sect. Each of them is a genius child who is not weak at all. The intensity of the battle is extremely amazing.
This also made Zhang Qingyuan feel slightly uneasy.
It seems that among the participating disciples of these ten courtyards,
The seventh level of the Spirit Origin Realm is complete, which is the bottom level of strength!
Time passed in Zhang Qingyuan's slight trepidation.
Ten arenas are fully open,
Although each fight took a lot of time, it didn't take long for Zhang Qingyuan to know that after the outer door deacon called number 47 in the ring,
It's your turn!
Taking a long breath, Zhang Qingyuan swept vertically, flying dozens of feet, and landed on the ring.
at the same time,
The one on the other side was wearing white clothes.
The man with a slightly thin body also flew forward, but compared with Zhang Qingyuan's figure, the other party's lightening technique was obviously to a higher level.
This is a cultivator at the early stage of the eighth level of Lingyuan!
The breath is a little unsteady,
It seems that it is an eighth-level monk who has been promoted recently.
But not to be underestimated,
After all, the eighth level of the Spirit Origin Realm is the eighth level of the Spirit Origin Realm, and it has an indelible advantage over the seventh level of the Spirit Origin Realm in battle!
"Twenty-one other disciple Liu?, please advise!"
Sensing that Zhang Qingyuan had just reached the seventh level of Lingyuan's perfection, Liu?'s eyes also showed a hint of joy.
Originally, he used the medicinal pill to forcibly break into the eighth level of the Spiritual Origin Realm two days ago. Among the participating disciples of the Tenth Academy's small competition, his strength is not at the bottom, but at the low level.
Unexpectedly, in the first session, I met a disciple of the seventh level of Consummation.
The fight is solid!
"Zhang Qingyuan, a disciple of the Seventeenth Academy, please advise!"
The two salute each other,
Subsequently,
The deacon of the outer door, who acts as the referee, announced that the fight begins!
The silver shadow appeared in Zhang Qingyuan's hands with a swoosh, and held a sword flower in the air, Zhang Qingyuan looked at the other side vigilantly.
He did not attack first,
The means of self-cultivation are also not suitable for taking preemptive measures.
Liu? Seeing that Zhang Qingyuan did not attack,
but not polite,
The spiritual light flickered, and a fan exuding spiritual power fluctuations appeared in his hand. It was a medium-grade magic weapon!
With a fan in the air, there are words on the lips,
The majestic Ling Yuan fluctuations were generated, and immediately there was an air current that ripped apart the air. It turned into a huge wind blade with a length of about 10 feet and made a sharp whistle, rushing towards Zhang Qingyuan!
This huge wind blade came in a hurry and fast, and the mighty power was incomparably terrifying!
Zhang Qingyuan's face was solemn,
The silver shadow in his hand draws a circle in the sky. Under the influence of the water-repelling technique, the majestic spiritual energy attracts the surrounding air, and it is easily fused together, turning it into an air shield with a length of 10 square meters in front of Zhang Qingyuan. !
The majestic power gathered, and the air was distorted and refracted in the dignified spiritual force field.
Yunshui Thirteen Road Sword Form - Royal Circle!
Learned the art of water conservation,
The move that combines one's own spiritual essence with the sword move of Dacheng's limit has become even more powerful!
boom! ! !
The huge wind blade slashed down with enormous power in an instant, and bombarded Zhang Qingyuan's defensive sword field.
A powerful torrent of gust of wind slammed into all directions and swept over the arena.
such a powerful force,
It also attracted the attention of many people around, and they all turned their attention to the field.
I saw on the stage,
Zhang Qingyuan, who had resisted this wind blade, his face was pale, and his footsteps could not help but take a step back under the impact of the strong wind and torrent, obviously falling behind in the defense.
However, there was a smile on the corner of Zhang Qingyuan's mouth.
It worked!
Compared with ordinary cultivators, the four-layer Water Origin Art is much more powerful, plus the Yunshui thirteen-way sword stance of the ultimate limit, and with the enhancement of the water-holding technique, Zhang Qingyuan is fighting against the cultivator's attack at the early stage of the eighth level of Lingyuan. It is only a slight disadvantage!
this means,
He has the capital to face the eighth level of the Spiritual Origin Realm!
Can hit!
It is only a slight disadvantage, and the gap has not reached an irreparable level!
Zhang Qingyuan's eyes were burning, emitting an eager light.
at the same time,
On the opposite side, Liu?, who was holding a mid-grade magic weapon, a spiritual fan, saw this, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Encountered an opponent!
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ps:
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