Chapter 30 (1/2)

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According to Jun Yan’s teachings, Wen Jing meditates all night, not arrogant or impatient. In the early morning, the Qihai suddenly became a mass of aura. The vastness was like waves, pushing away from layer to layer, filling the body with a sudden stop. When he opened his eyes, he felt clear and clear, his body was light, and he reached a new level.

Wen Jing walked down from the bed, red face: “Thank you Brother, you have entered the eleventh floor.”

“Very good.” Jun Yanzhi looked at him lightly.

He has already changed his clothes, his ordinary green shirt, long and slender standing, black hair like ink, and a cyan tape that wraps his long hairs behind his head. Sigh.

Wen Jing blurted out: “Brother is really a natural temperament …”

“… you like it.” Jun Yanzhi whispered, and then bowed his head gently, “It’s not early, we should go.”

Wen Jing hurriedly changed his clothes and made way for him.

The venue for the group summit is the square in front of the Qingxu Basilica. Eight dais have been built a few months ago, and enchantments have been set up around it.

Among the 160 disciples who participated in the contest, there were 80 disciples who practiced qi and 80 disciples who built foundations, each with a separate ring stand.

Liu Qianmo has already been waiting to distribute the sign in his hand.

There is a number on the brand. The group summit will try a lottery system and enter the venue with the card.

This approach is fair.

Each match is limited to the time of Wuzhuxiang. The winner of one pillar can get five small stones. The winner of two pillars can get four small stones, and so on, and so on. The winner has only one small stone.

If there is no winner or loser in Wuzhuxiang, the two will have nothing.

After ten matches, the first round of the competition ended. The ranking was based on the number of stones received. The disciples ranked after eighty were eliminated, leaving only eighty to continue the second round of competition.

The second round of the test is a bit grim.

Among the eighty people, disciples of discipleship and disciples of Zhuji are about half, and should not be mixed. The Qing Xu Jianzong passed down a rule from the time of the withered wooden Taoist, and continues to this day. The disciple disciple adopts the melee elimination style, and the ranking of the disciple disciple is determined by several peak masters and their moves.

This second round of testing is really unfair.

The melee elimination style refers to the ten disciples fighting on the same platform. The first four kicked out are eliminated, and the remaining six win, each with ten pebbles.

To win in this type of trial depends on the ability to quickly find a combat partner. This ability is essential in the world of cultivation, but for Hui Shifeng, who has no connections and relationships, it is a bit difficult and vulnerable to exclusion.

For some larger peaks, such as Tian Hengfeng, most practitioners of Qi training can enter the second round of the trial. Therefore, the strategy was agreed before the game. Compared with other temporary team pulses, Can be considered an opportunity.

The monks who have been tested by the peak masters are more vulnerable to fraud.

This situation hasn’t changed slightly until Xi Fangzhang took charge of Xu Jianzong in recent years.

The Qunfeng meeting was tested every five years. At the last test, when He Ling had just built the foundation, compared with other long-established monks, it naturally fell short, and failed to pass the first round.

Thus, this year’s competition is crucial.

Not to mention, the winner will also receive a large number of prizes such as spirit stone, miracle, magic weapon and so on.

In the hall, a long dragon chant, only listening to Zhu Hiong said on the stage: “The first round of the test, officially started. Injured can not play, or fell off the platform to lose.”

Liu Qianmo asked everyone to spread out.

Wen Jing went to deliver the sign, sat aside and waited for the lottery result. When he was bored, he reopened the character system. Dozens of small boxes opened in my mind. Unsurprisingly, they were still green.

Then, he looked at Wen Renmu in white clothes not far away, and was slightly surprised.

I haven’t looked at it for a few years. Why has the character value dropped from 800 to 600? What has he done in the past two years?

Although the character system is inexplicable, the sudden change is strange.

“Hui Shifeng ‘ninety two’ came forward!” shouted the deacon disciple in charge of the “Gen” platform.

Wen Jing quickly climbed to the stage and waited.

I was trying to turn off the character system, but a red box appeared in my sight. Wen Jing looked away, only to feel that the young man who climbed the ring platform was plain-dressed, handsome and somewhat familiar.

Instantly, the red frame disappears and becomes green.

After a while, it turns red again.

Continuous conversion between character values ​​reminds him of a person, right and wrong, but he can’t remember his name.

“Do you remember me?” The boy smiled.

Wen Jing frowned: “You are from North Yanfeng …” This boy was one of the newcomers who captured the flag with him, but couldn’t remember his name.

The teenager laughed, “Don’t you remember? If you beat you, you will remember.”

“Start!” the deacon apprentice called.

The boy suddenly lowered his face, and a strong aura of light flew towards Wen Jing, shaped like a blade, avoiding the vital points of the body, and hitting his shoulder.

Wen Jing turned his right hand, and a blue spirit shield appeared in his palm. The meeting of two auras of light sparked a bright light, but Wen Jing was also forced back a few steps by the aura of the other side, and a cold light appeared on his face.

Looking that there were not many disciples in the test, they were attracted by the blow and the discussion was over.

The two are only sixteen or seventeen years old, but Xiuwei is up and down the tenth floor of qi training, and has never heard of it. He is silent and should not be a highly qualified disciple.

In particular, the disciple who mastered it is very proficient in mastering the aura. It takes at least ten or eight years for ordinary people to form such a light blade, and their natural understanding is staggering.

Wen Jing shook her right hand, and some couldn’t stand it. She looked through the strong light, but saw the other person still smiling.