Chapter 62 The First Battle
on the high platform,
Headmaster Liu was chatting and laughing with several heads of other courtyards, as if they were talking about something.
That is the circle of people with high levels of True Yuan Realm.
Soon,
One of the smiling old men in black clothes spoke some polite words at the beginning on the high platform, encouraging the disciples of the outer sects of different courtyards to practice,
Afterwards, he briefly explained the rules of this small competition, and then announced the start of the ten-academy small competition.
The heads of each other courtyard sat down on the high platform one after another.
Subsequently,
The arena draw begins.
The rules of this ten-academy small competition are very simple, 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 control technique to improve his combat power, Zhang Qingyuan was still far behind the real top monks of these outer sects.
No matter how lucky you are,
To enter the top ten, the realm must be at least above the ninth level of Lingyuan!
So Zhang Qingyuan didn't even have the intention to understand,
Gather your mind,
The first thing to do is to prepare for the first battle.
soon,
The first arena battle is the beginning,
The whole audience was boiling, and many people cheered and cheered under the arena. It seemed that they were fellow disciples from the other academy, helping out their fellow disciples from the other academy.
Zhang Qingyuan also watched the battle intently,
This ten-academy small competition is indeed a ring competition between the top disciples of the ten other academies. The average cultivation level of the outer disciples who participated is at the eighth level of the spirit realm.
On one of the arenas, two monks at the ninth level of the spirit realm collided with each other.
That fight attracted most people's attention,
This can be said to be the top level among the 100,000 outer disciples of the entire Yunshui Sect!
The two fought fiercely, using techniques and martial arts at their fingertips, bombarding the air, and a series of spiritual energy explosions swept across the sky.
The dreadful shock sweeps,
As a result, the bystanders who gathered around all avoided far away, not daring to approach easily.
this battle,
Zhang Qingyuan also looked at it extremely carefully, with a dignified expression.
As expected of the top monks in the spirit realm, the power of any one of the two's random blows is comparable to Zhang Qingyuan's full power of the Yunshui Thirteen-way Sword Style!
If I were to take the stage by myself,
No matter which side he faces, Zhang Qingyuan probably won't be able to support even ten moves!
Majestic spiritual energy, extremely powerful attack, high-speed dodge and agility... The suppression between these realms is almost all-round crushing without any omission!
In this battle between the disciples of the Ninth Layer of Lingyuan, one of them used the advanced magic technique "Three Dragons Profound Flame Cover" to slightly outperform the opponent's human-level mid-level martial arts, and won the victory of this eye-catching battle.
For the rest of the arena,
Although it was not as fierce as this battle between monks at the ninth level of the Spiritual Origin Realm,
But it is also very good.
It is indeed a battle at the highest level of the Yunshui Sect's outer sect, each of them is a genius who is not weak at all, and the intensity of the battle is extremely astonishing.
This also made Zhang Qingyuan feel a little uneasy,
It seems that among the participating disciples of the Xiaobi of the Tenth Academy,
My own level seven of the Spiritual Origin Realm is complete, which is the lowest level of strength!
Time passed amidst Zhang Qingyuan's slight anxiety.
All ten arenas are open,
Although each match took a lot of time, but not long after, when the outer door deacon called the number 47 on the ring, Zhang Qingyuan knew that,
It's my turn!
Taking a long breath, Zhang Qingyuan swooped in a vertical sweep, flying tens of feet, and landed on the ring.
at the same time,
Opposite one is wearing white clothes,
The slightly skinny man also stepped forward every now and then, but compared with Zhang Qingyuan's figure, the opponent's lightness skills obviously had to be improved to a higher level.
This is a monk in the early stage of the eighth level of Lingyuan!
The breath is a little unstable,
It seems to be the eight-layer monk who has only been promoted in recent days,
But it should not be underestimated,
The eighth level of the spiritual origin realm is the eighth level of the spiritual origin realm after all, and has an indelible advantage over the seventh level of spiritual origin in battle!
"Liu Yu, disciple of the 21st Academy, please advise!"
Sensing that Zhang Qingyuan had just attained the seventh level of spiritual energy, Liu?'s eyes also revealed a hint of joy.
Originally, he used pills to forcibly break into the eighth level of the Spiritual Origin Realm two days ago. Among the disciples participating in the tenth academy competition, his strength is not considered the bottom, but also a low-level level.
I didn't expect to meet a disciple of the Seventh Level of Consummation in the first round,
This match is stable!
"Zhang Qingyuan, disciple of the Seventeenth Academy, please advise!"
The two salute each other,
Subsequently,
The deacon of the outer sect who acted as the referee announced that the competition began!
The silver shadow appeared in Zhang Qingyuan's hands with a bang, and volleyed a sword flower, Zhang Qingyuan looked at the other party vigilantly.
He did not strike first,
The means of self-cultivation are not suitable for taking the path of preemptive strikes.
Seeing that Zhang Qingyuan did not attack, Liu?
But you're welcome,
The aura flickered, and a fan exuding fluctuations in spiritual power appeared in his hand. It was a middle-grade magic weapon!
Flying in the air, muttering words,
The majestic Lingyuan fluctuations were generated, and immediately a stream of air that tore through the air was born, which turned into a huge wind blade about Zhang Xu long and made a sharp howl, rushing towards Zhang Qingyuan!
This huge wind blade came quickly and quickly, and its power was terrifying!
Zhang Qingyuan looked solemn,
The silver shadow in his hand draws a circle in the air, and under the influence of the water control technique, the majestic spiritual energy attracts the surrounding air, and it is easily merged together, turning into an air round shield that resists Zhang Qingyuan's body in front of Zhang Qingyuan. !
The majestic power gathered, and the air was distorted and refracted in the dignified spiritual force field,
Yunshui Thirteen-way Sword Style - Yuyuan!
learned water control,
The move that combines one's own spiritual energy with the sword move of Dacheng's limit, the power has become even more powerful!
boom! ! !
The huge wind blade slashed down with huge power in an instant, and bombarded Zhang Qingyuan's defensive sword's force field. The majestic power exploded, tearing the air and producing a piercing sonic boom!
A powerful gust of wind and torrent rushed in all directions, sweeping the sky above the ring.
so powerful,
It also attracted the attention of many people around, and they all turned their eyes to the field.
I saw the stage,
Zhang Qingyuan, who had resisted the wind blade, had a pale complexion, and couldn't help but take a step back under the impact of the strong wind and torrent, obviously losing the wind in the defense.
However, there was a smile on the corner of Zhang Qingyuan's mouth,
It worked!
Compared with ordinary monks, the four-layer water element Jue Lingyuan, coupled with the Yunshui thirteen-way sword style of the Dacheng limit, and under the enhancement of the water control technique, Zhang Qingyuan resisted the monk attack of the eighth level of Lingyuan in the early stage. It is only a slight disadvantage!
this means,
He has the capital to face the eighth level of the spirit realm!
Can fight!
It's just 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,
Seeing this, Liu?, who was holding a medium-grade magic weapon spirit fan, shrank his pupils slightly.
Meet your opponent!
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PS:
I don't want to code every day......