C71 (1/2)

”Yu Wu Sheng!”

With the middle-aged Spirit Master's shout, the crowd in the plaza instantly burst into an uproar.

The powerful effects of the spirit beasts were fully proven in this low to high level ordinary body competition. Those who already had a Spiritual Beast were secretly delighted. As for those who didn't have a Spiritual Beast, they couldn't help but become even more anxious to obtain it.

Yu Wu won. With a complacent expression, he put his Spirit Beast back into the Spirit Beast Pouch. Smiling, he walked to the spot where Chen Tao had stood a moment ago.

Chen Tao, on the other hand, had his face covered with dirt as he walked through the crowd. This time, he was defeated by a junior brother with a low mortal body. He felt embarrassed and was no longer in the mood to watch the competition.

Not even mentioning Chen Tao's departure, the middle-aged Spirit Master once again called out to the contestants.

”Next challenger.”

Because of Yu Wu's victory, the mortal lower level disciples were greatly encouraged. Before the middle-aged Spirit Master could call out a second time, a short Spirit Master rushed forward.

The mortal intermediate stage Daoist Priest still retained his power, so this Daoist priest still decided to challenge Yu Wu who was weaker.

When the two fought, the short Daoist did not have any spirit beasts, so he suffered a little. Before long, the short Daoist Priest was knocked away by Yu Wu's spirit beast just like Chen Tao. He didn't have any of Chen Tao's defensive magic tools, so his injuries weren't light.

Next, another group of people went up to challenge different Daoists.

Those who dared to challenge him were naturally the most outstanding low-level Daoists.

Cao Zhe, who was driving a low level spirit wolf in the Spirit Beast Garden, challenged a senior brother from the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion. Cao Zhe's spirit beast was fast and powerful. With his middle stage cultivation, the Senior Brother from the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion was not able to hold on for long before he was defeated.

Zhang Peng from the Treasure Refining Pavilion had also defeated an older senior brother by relying on the sharpness of his own magic tools. Although this Senior Martial Brother had mid-grade magic power, his fighting experience was lacking. He was the ”cultivation sect” among the cultivators.

Due to the outstanding performance of these two low-level Daoists, the mortal low-level Daoists went up one after another to compete with them.

Although they had lost a lot and won less, everyone still walked forward to compete one by one.

Chu Xiong stood behind Lin An, he was very focused. Speaking of which, this was the first time he had witnessed the wonders of this world's Tao techniques without even having to do it himself …

The sun was setting in the west as another match ended.

The middle-aged Spirit Master raised his head and looked at the sky. His gaze swept across the surrounding Spirit Masters, then looked at the six elders sitting in front of the hall.

The Great Elder in the middle smiled and nodded his head. The middle-aged Spirit Master understood and turned his head.

”There's still no need to hurry up. If we don't, it'll be over by today.”

There were more people in the Small Competition, so it was divided into two days for the Small Competition. There was still one more day for the Small Competition tomorrow.

”Let's go.” Lin An turned around and let out a light breath, feeling somewhat excited.

”You just have to take care of yourself. I'll do my best.” Chu Xiong faintly said in his mind.

Lin An nodded and walked forward.

”Next.” After a day, the middle-aged Daoist Priest's spirit had become a lot weaker, and his words had a long ending.

”Disciple Lin An is here to seek advice.” Lin An's booming voice frightened the middle-aged Daoist Priest so much that he trembled in fear. When he looked at the black bear behind him again, he instantly became clear-headed.

”Alright.” The middle-aged Daoist nodded his head.