The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 343 The Strange Second Round of Competition

Chapter 370 The Fifth Strange Second Round of Competition (for Subscription, Reward)
"My lord... Your lord, please calm down. In view of the fact that this old servant has served your lord for so long, you are so loyal. Your lord has a lot, so don't follow..."

Zhao Zhijing still wants to work hard.

After all, he is the elder of Xuantianzong and the uncle of Cheng Juefeng, so we can't just watch him die at the hands of Gu Bei.

"One more word, you don't have to stay by my side anymore!"

Gu Bei interrupted Zhao Zhijing again, but a hint of impatience was already showing on his indifferent face.

Zhao Zhijing was startled, and hurriedly shut up.

He didn't dare to offend Gu Bei, and he was even more worried about the Gu Bei he had offended, so he transferred his anger to Xuantianzong.

Then, he is the sinner of Xuantianzong.

Zhao Zhijing could only pray for God's blessing, so that the Lord could be a little lenient towards Cheng Juefeng.

After fifteen minutes of fierce fighting, there were only 200 people left on the round platform in the square.

One is not much, and one is not much.

But in such a chaotic battle, life and death cannot be avoided.

Some family children, or sect children, died in this competition.

But most of them are casual cultivators who are unorganized and undisciplined.

However, for Huaxia Anping's organization, three people were shortlisted.

Except for this girl Murong Jingqi, Wan Jun counts as one, and General An counts as one.

There is also a sexy woman dressed in tight black leather, with a sense of heroism.

From Gu Bei's point of view, this woman's martial arts is not bad.

When they came to Lingyin Village this time, the people from Anping's organization did not contact Gu Bei, and even after arriving, they did not talk to Gu Bei, as if they did not know Gu Bei at all.

Gu Bei's guess: It is estimated that the top of the country has already given an explanation, and Gu Bei's identity is not allowed to be exposed for the time being.

But these are indifferent to Gu Bei.

Whether it belongs to the cultivation world or the national security organization, to him, it doesn't matter.

No one can stop him from doing what he should do; no one can force him to do what he doesn't want to do.

In this chaotic battle, although some people advanced, they were seriously injured and could not continue to participate in the next knockout rounds, so they had to withdraw with hatred.

In total, only 180 people were shortlisted for the second competition.

All five of Gu Bei were on the list.

The old farmer walked onto the square and cleared his throat: "Ahem, after a quarter of an hour of intense...uh...no, where's the old man's loudspeaker?"

The old farmer searched left and right.

Immediately, a seven or eight-year-old child dressed as a farmer turned on the loudspeaker with a smile, and the recording inside immediately sounded: "Recycle old girls, young wives, second-hand old women, recycle..."

"Hahaha……"

This sudden situation was so embarrassing.

All the family children, sect disciples, and young casual cultivators laughed loudly.

It turned out that the old farmer asked the villagers to buy a loudspeaker from outside, but he forgot to delete the recording in it.

The child fiddled with it, and suddenly pressed the switch.

"Heigouzi, close it quickly, close it quickly..."

The old farmer flickered, and quietly came to the child.

This performance caused all the heads and elders present to look horrified.

No sound, no track, not even a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, how did the old farmer move to the child.

Gu Bei and Su Qingshuang's eyes shrank, and Su Qingshuang curled her mouth, "Isn't it teleportation? In time, this fairy will be smoother than him!"

"At least 20 years!"

Gu Bei was very puzzled and poured cold water on it.

But what Gu Bei really said was the fact that He and the old man were already at the end of the Nascent Soul stage, and if they touched the threshold of transforming gods, they could indeed teleport for a short distance.

This is one of the most superficial touches on law.

But on an earth where spiritual power is scarce, it is indeed difficult for the old farmer to reach this level.

The old farmer regained the ownership of the small speaker from the child, quickly turned off the somewhat inappropriate recording, and looked at everyone present in embarrassment, grinning, revealing his yellow teeth missing two front teeth: "Hey, then What, this thing has just been bought back not long ago, the old man is not yet proficient, not yet proficient...the recording in it has not been deleted..."

Everyone laughed again.

When the old farmer turned on the horn again, everyone looked serious: "The second round of competition is different from previous years."

As soon as the old farmer finished speaking, his old eyes scanned the surroundings, and found that all the contestants had serious expressions, and suddenly a look of joy appeared on their withered old faces.

"This second round is a bit special. Instead of using the previous fighting competition, it's..."

The old farmer spoke slowly.

"But what... Senior, why don't you hurry up and say it?"

"It's senior, we are all impatient..."

Before the old farmer could finish speaking, someone was itchy and yelled.

"Don't worry, everyone, the second round will not be life-threatening, it is always a special test!"

The old farmer didn't hold back any more, and pointed his withered right hand towards the upper right.

Everyone looked in the direction of the old farmer's finger and found a bamboo forest halfway up Futu Mountain.

Unlike other trees in the mountains, the bamboo forest is all purple bamboo.

The scope is not large, only about a thousand acres.

The purple bamboo forest is extremely dense, exuding the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

"During the past ten years, the old man and some old friends had nothing to do, so they came up with an idea, which is to plant this purple bamboo forest."

The old farmer came slowly.

Everyone was puzzled: "What does this have to do with the second round of competition?"

There was a sly smile in the old farmer's eyes, he stroked a few beards on his chin, and said leisurely: "Everyone, don't underestimate this piece of purple bamboo forest. This is the key to whether you can enter the third round of competition."

"The content of the second round of competition is: whoever can pass through the purple bamboo forest within one stick of incense time will be eligible to enter the third round. If the number of people who pass through the purple bamboo forest within one stick of incense time is more than 50, then the first The first 50 people who passed."

"So simple……"

Someone immediately burst into laughter.

There are also those players who were seriously injured and quit early, when they heard about the second round of the competition, their intestines turned green with regret.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have quit early, maybe I could pass the second round.

"Stinky boy, are you confident?"

Su Qingshuang glanced at the purple bamboo forest, and stared at Gu Bei with playful eyes.

"Such little tricks are left over from the deity's play!"

Gu Bei looked indifferent and didn't care about it at all.

"The bamboo forest is no different!" Gu Qingying frowned slightly with willow-leaf eyebrows, her expression showing a puzzled look.

"Gu girl, don't underestimate that piece of purple bamboo forest, it's a phantom formation!" At this moment, Zhao Zhijing hurriedly said, his old face showing a surprised expression, "Tsk tsk, I have never seen such a clever formation before. You must go in and have a try, study and study!"

(End of this chapter)