Chapter 224 The Best ‘Cattle and Horses\’
"Han Shi?" Qingchen was a little interested in this name, "How is this disciple doing?"
Lin Changsheng replied respectfully: "Although his current cultivation is only at the peak of the second level of Qi Refining, his perseverance and courage are extraordinary.
Soon after he entered the second level of Qi Refining, he volunteered to follow the team of Qinglong Village to strangle the water bandits.
As far as I know, his parents died at the hands of these water bandits.
That time, he not only escaped unscathed, but also gained some gains, which is really precious."
Qingchen nodded, "You go and prepare the formation spirit stones."
Lin Changsheng asked Qingchen: "Master, the small competition is ready, do you want to go and watch the battle?"
According to the rules of the Demon Lotus Sect, a small competition should be held every three years.
To test the cultivation and actual combat capabilities of the disciples.
But the small competition of the Demon Lotus Sect is not a one-on-one fight on the fighting stage.
Instead, it adopts a more unique and cruel way-breaking.
Qingchen specifically instructed Su Zixuan, a senior first-class formation master, to carefully arrange two formations.
As two levels in the valley.
The first level is called "Questioning the Heart".
This level is a hundred-foot-high staircase that tests the disciple's character and will.
The stairs are full of illusions, either beautiful women, terrifying shocks, or treasures.
All kinds of tests point directly to the deepest desires and fears of the human heart.
And every step you take, the pressure on your body will increase! It's not easy.
If you can climb half of the stairs, you will be qualified.
Only those disciples who can stick to their original intentions and have amazing perseverance can laugh to the end.
As for the second level, it is called "Blood Refining Level".
The cruelty of this level is far beyond the first level.
In order to prepare for this level, Qingchen asked his forces to get more than fifty first-level early and middle-stage monsters and water bandits!
And the formation was arranged as a Shura battlefield.
Each disciple will be matched with a monster or water bandit with a higher cultivation than himself!
The enemy of different cultivation level, how long it takes to kill, how long it takes to win, draw or die in battle, all have different scores.
Yes, even if he dies, Qingchen will not help him.
Trash, he deserves to die.
This is the Demon Sect, and the fittest survive.
This time, Qingchen prepared the opponent for them, after all, it is considered a novice period.
The following small competition is to go to the sea alone.
Bring back one or more corpses of human race and monsters with similar cultivation level to oneself.
"Why bother, who do you think will be the first in this small competition?
I heard that the reward for the first place in the small competition is a medium-grade magic weapon, and there is an additional spirit stone reward!"
Ren Xiaoyao smiled slyly, as if waiting for the other party's answer.
For them, the disciples of the second and third levels of Qi Refining, the lower-grade magic weapon is enough.
For them, the medium-grade magic weapon can be called a rare thing.
He Ku touched his head in a simple and honest way, but a subtle sharpness flashed in his eyes.
"Who can say for sure? However, if there is a chance, I would like to fight for it."
Ren Xiaoyao was not happy to see that He Ku was still so fond of pretending.
He rolled his eyes and turned to another person with a somewhat expressionless face and asked:
"Hey, Jueqing, can you beat Duan Tianya this time? You two have always been the "enemies" among our disciples."
Jueqing heard this, and there was finally a slight fluctuation in his indifferent eyes.
He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Ren Xiaoyao.
Although there was no word, the confidence and fighting spirit were beyond words.
In Jueqing's eyes, all the disciples of the Demon Lotus Sect in this disciplinary altar.
Except Duan Tianya, they are all garbage.
Ren Xiaoyao, this sloppy guy, is even more garbage among garbage.
Jueqing didn't even bother to pay attention to him.
Ren Xiaoyao was asking for trouble, but he was not annoyed, but became more excited.
He liked this kind of "challenge" atmosphere.
So, he shifted his attention to Han Shi, who looked dull but actually had a firm look in his eyes.
"Hey, Shitou, you have to do your best this time, at least get into the top ten.
Otherwise, as your "boss", I will lose face!"
Han Shi smiled dully when he heard this, but did not speak.
Ren Xiaoyao looked at Han Shi and felt a little proud.
After all, he was one level higher than Han Shi in cultivation, so he naturally felt qualified to "guide" him.
Just as the disciples below were looking forward to the competition.
A storm of spiritual energy suddenly emerged from the stands!
Then, Qingchen, dressed in a black robe, appeared out of thin air in the storm!
The gloomy and terrifying mask of King Qin Guang concealed his true appearance.
It was the middle-grade spiritual mask that Qingchen bought.
At this moment, he was standing in the air, surrounded by a breathtaking aura of oppression.
Standing in the air, a foundation-building cultivator!
The Ten Kings of Hell--King Qin Guang!
"This branch temple welcomes the small competition held every three years for the first time. You are all carefully selected by this king and have high hopes for you.
Today's test is not only about your personal honor and disgrace, but also about this king's face. Remember, only the strong are worthy of everything; the weak will die without a burial place."
Qing Chen's eyes swept across the audience, those faces that were nervous, excited, or eager.
"This branch temple is the fifth newly built branch temple of this king, and the disciples who rank high and perform most outstandingly.
You will have the opportunity to obtain mid-grade magic tools, yellow-grade secret techniques, and even powerful monster flesh and blood to help you reach a higher level of cultivation.
However, I would also like to remind you that if someone dies in the level, do not blame others. There is no smooth road to cultivation.
Don't expect me to help you. The Demon Lotus Sect never raises waste. Although this branch is the weakest of the several branches under my control, I have never lowered my requirements for the disciples of the branch. "
Speaking of this, Qingchen's tone suddenly relaxed a little: "Of course, our sect attaches great importance to talents.
For those who perform well, I will personally accept them as disciples or registered disciples, and teach you more advanced skills and secrets! "
The disciples in the audience were all very excited when they heard this.
Seeing that his words had successfully aroused the fighting spirit and desire of the disciples.
They are all top-notch 'oxen and horses'! Qingchen raised a barely perceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, and then said:
"Okay, let's not talk too much. The competition is about to begin, and I look forward to your performance. "
After speaking, Qingchen's figure flashed, and he soared directly into the sky, and instantly disappeared into the sky.
As Qingchen left the square as King Qin Guang, the originally calm atmosphere was instantly replaced by an indescribable restlessness.
In the past three years, fifty disciples of the Demon Lotus Sect.
The cultivator they most often come into contact with is Lin Changsheng, the Phantom Star Demon Envoy among the third-level demon envoys.
And the occasional peak Qi Refining strongman, the Evil Moon Demon Envoy.
"Did you see it? That's Lord Qin Guangwang! Our Demon Lotus Sect, King Qin Guang, one of the Ten Kings of Hell! "