Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 54
Song Qing got up early the next day. Although he was not supposed to participate in the trials today, going to watch the battle would also gain a lot of combat experience.

I made up my mind to pay attention to Song Qing and didn't bother, dressed quickly, had a casual breakfast downstairs after washing up, and then walked towards the central square facing the rising sun.

When Song Qing arrived at the central square, there was already a sea of ​​people, but he had the privilege, and he also walked on the path opened by the law enforcement team. When he came inside, he found a best place to watch the game, and closed his eyes to wait for the start of the selection competition.

Not long after Song Qing arrived at the central square, those who participated in the Qingyangmen disciple selection competition also came one after another.

"Hmm, everyone is here now, so I'll talk about the rules for the selection of my disciples..."

Seeing that everyone has arrived, a disciple of Qingyangmen took a step forward, cleared his throat, and then announced the rules of the competition to everyone. Like Wanjianmen, 80 people were divided into ten groups, and each group was divided into ten groups. Eight into one way.

"Next, I will read the people in each group. After knowing which group I am in, I will find the corresponding fighting platform..."

After talking about the rules, the man paused for a moment, then pointed to the fighting platform not far away, and spoke again.

In this central square, there are a total of ten platforms, which are usually used as gladiator platforms, and only now are they called fighting platforms.

Private fighting is prohibited in Heyang Town, so when people have any unending grievances, they can resolve them here. Now that the Xianmen disciple selection competition has begun, these ten dueling platforms have been requisitioned to be used as fighting platforms .

When the Qingyangmen disciple made the announcement, the lowly people also began to come to the fighting platform they belonged to one after another. When the Qingyangmen disciple finished announcing, there was no one at the bottom.

"The fight is about to begin."

Song Qing eagerly swept towards the ten martial arts platforms. At this time, in addition to ten people participating in the selection of disciples, there was also a disciple of Qingyangmen on those fighting platforms. With only a mere selection of disciples, the disciples it sends out are higher than those of the other four sects.

In addition to these ten Qingyangmen disciples, there was also a Foundation Establishment Realm, and at this time he was chatting happily with the other four.

On those martial arts arenas, each Qingyangmen disciple explained some things, and then divided them into an order, and the martial arts officially began.

The central square was crowded with people, even if Song and Qing took a good seat and wanted to walk among the ten martial arts platforms to watch, they all came to naught in the end, so they had to watch in one of the martial arts platforms.

In the fighting platform where Song Qing was, there were three women and five men among the eight people, and one of them was at the fifth level of Qi Refining, which made Song Qing very excited.

In the territory of the wolf demon, although Song Qing hunted and killed all the five-level Qi Refining, they were after all the wolf demon. This kind of monster has not yet developed spiritual intelligence, so how can it compare with humans.

So he got to know how the monks at the fifth level of Qi refining are like, so that he had a good heart when he met him during the competition.

So Song Qing made up his mind and began to watch the battle wholeheartedly.

The fighting skills in the Qi Refining Realm are not fancy, they just fight for mana, spells, and sometimes skills, so it is no surprise that the person at the fifth level of Qi Refining successfully advanced and became a member of Qingyangmen.

But after seeing this, Song Qing dismissed it. He originally thought that the man would be very powerful in battle. What a supernatural power and spells, skillful use of body skills... He didn't have any of them, just blindly spelling mana!
Song Qing saw that the man became a disciple of the Qingyang Sect, and also saw that he was tired of it. At the same time, the red sun was already sinking, and the selection of the disciples of the Qingyang Sect was coming to an end.

Therefore, Song Qing didn't care about becoming a disciple of Qingyangmen, and went back to the inn on his own.

On this day, how many people are happy and how many people are sad.

Frustrated, they each returned to their own residences, tidied up a bit, and then left Heyang Town, or returned to their own homes, or entered the outskirts of Lingwu Mountains to practice...

And Huanxi didn't stay in Heyang Town, and was directly taken by the elder of Qingyangmen to the spirit feeding ground of the city lord's mansion, where he chose a spirit bird and flew to Qingyangmen.

Another day later, Song Qing still got up early, washed and ate, and then went to the central square to watch the battle. Although the previous fight was very boring, there are many things to learn from the fight between the same level.

After packing up, Song Qing went to the central square again.

In the central square, there were as many people as before. Seeing this scene, Song Qing couldn't help but twitched his lips habitually.

"It seems that many people have the same idea as me."

Thinking of this, Song Qing also took a step, walked through the road opened by the law enforcement team, and came to the depths of the central square again.

At this time, almost all the people who participated in the selection of Da Luomen's disciples had come. Song Qing waited for a while, and all the people came. Just like yesterday in Qingyangmen, 80 people were divided into ten groups, only the Da Luomen's students. The Foundation Establishment cultivator also supervised the two fights.

"Hey, why are there only three great experts in the Foundation Establishment Realm, plus the one from the Da Luo Sect is only four. Could it be that the one from the Qingyang Sect has already left?"

Song Qing accidentally glanced at it, and saw that there were only four people in the Foundation Establishment Realm. He couldn't help feeling a little confused at the moment, but after he twitched his lips, he didn't care anymore, after all, it didn't matter to him thing.

After that, Song Qing came to watch the battle under a martial arts platform. Because of yesterday's experience, he didn't choose the one with the fifth level of Qi Refining this time.

Song Qing just wanted to learn some fighting skills, and didn't want to watch others fight mana, it's too boring!

Under the watch of Song Qing, the ten martial arts platforms were in full swing.

And in two of them, there are foundation-building supervisors. He didn't personally direct the supervisors to other disciples, but supervised them with spiritual knowledge and used mana to transmit sound. These are more than enough for a monk in the foundation-building realm.

Time flies, and the sun will soon be setting. The selection of disciples in the central square has ended, and Song Qing starts to walk towards the inn.

"It was worth watching the battle today, and I learned a lot of useful tips..."

On the way back to the inn, Song Qing couldn't help but smacked his lips, obviously this time he was very satisfied today.

After returning to his room, Song Qing also gradually calmed down, sitting cross-legged on the bed, with his head slightly drooping, and his eyes were shining brightly.

"Tomorrow it's time for me to participate in the disciple selection. Looking at these two days, it should be like this. Eighty people are divided into ten groups, and each group is eight into one..."

At this time, Song Qing also began to think about it, thinking about the selection of Wanjianmen's disciples tomorrow. After all, this is the key to his revenge, so he must treat it with caution.

(End of this chapter)