Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

"The competition begins!"

"Everyone, there will be thirteen competitions today!"

"Everyone has one!"

"The first one, Huangdao Immortal Sect Kunlun, versus Qisha Sect Yang Cheng!"

There are a total of twenty-six sects on Zheduo Mountain.

The rules of this Zheduo Mountain competition are also very simple, and the points system is adopted.

Every contestant will compete with the disciples of the other twenty-five sects, one competition per day!

Each victory will earn four points!

For twenty-five competitions, theoretically, you can accumulate up to a hundred points.

Of course, if you lose, you will not get any points.

Finally, the rankings will be ranked according to the scores, and then public cultivation resources will be distributed in turn.

The [Bodhi Immortal Root] is naturally prepared for the champion.

Of course, there are also strict rules for this competition!

You cannot use magic weapons!

You cannot use elixirs, talismans, etc.!

If the opponent surrenders, you must stop immediately and not continue to attack!

And so on.

In any case, you must ensure the fairness of the competition, lest someone takes out a holy weapon, then there will be no way to fight.

So this time, although Song Jinliang had the top-grade magic weapon, she couldn't use it.

But this was also good for her.

She couldn't use magic weapons and talismans, and the opponent couldn't use them either. It was just a pure battle of magic power.

Song Jinliang didn't dare to guarantee that her magic power could beat everyone, but she had an advantage that others couldn't match: divine thoughts.

If she couldn't beat the opponent, she could use divine thoughts to assist. Are you still afraid of not winning?

"This kid is very strong!"

He Mo's eyes were fixed on the ring in front of him.

The winner had already been decided on the ring.

Perhaps in order to highlight the identity of the host, Huangdao Xianzong gave the first game to him!

Kunlun, the genius disciple of Huangdao Xianzong, defeated Yang Cheng of Qishamen with one punch.

There was an uproar below!

"Second game!"

"Third game!"

"Fourth game!"

There was actually not much to watch in the competition of the Qi Refining Period. The winner was often decided by one blow.

So, Song Jinliang was no exception.

When she got on the stage, she also knocked her opponent away with one punch.

"What kind of boxing is this?" After Song Jinliang came down, Xiaofeng asked curiously, "Master didn't teach you this, did you?"

"No!" Song Jinliang raised her little face proudly and said, "Brother Yimu taught me this. He said it's called wooden boxing!"

"Awesome!" He Mo gave a thumbs up.

Song Jinliang said, "Not only that, Brother Yimu also taught me several magical powers, such as [Rooting], [Wooden Entanglement], and [Shield of Thorns]!"

Because Song Jinliang had great magical powers, the following matches were much easier.

The second day, win!

The third day, win!

The fourth day, win!

...

In a blink of an eye, on the twenty-fifth day, Song Jinliang had already played twenty-four games.

And her ranking was also the first.

There was a huge black stone tablet on the edge of the ring, and the ranking of all the people was flashing on the stone tablet.

The first place on it was written with two names: Kunlun and Song Jinliang.

That's right!

Kunlun, the variant spiritual root of the Huangdao Immortal Sect, also won all twenty-four games.

"Junior sister... today is the last match, Kunlun is not easy to deal with, you have to be careful to protect yourself!"

"We don't lack any cultivation resources!"

"If I get hurt, Master will blame me later, and I can't escape!"

He Mo told Song Jinliang, fearing that she would be hurt even a little bit.

Xiao Feng said: "What are you afraid of... knock him down for me!"

"It's okay, senior brother, senior sister, don't worry!" Song Jinliang smiled and said: "My tricks haven't been used yet!"

That's right!

Song Jinliang's tricks are indeed useless!

Her divine thoughts are useless!

The wheel of life and death is useless.

Use these two things together to ensure that the opponent will not say a word.

The other side!

Zhuangdao Xianzong!

"Disciple, that little kid is nothing great, she just relies on her strong magic power. When you go on stage, use your tricks at the bottom of the box, and you will definitely be able to defeat her in one fell swoop!"

Next to Kunlun, an old man with white hair and beard looked at him.

This old man is the head of the Huangdao Xianzong, with a cultivation level of the twelfth level of the Nascent Soul Stage. His name is Yu Junshan, and he is a famous person of Zheduoshan's generation.

Of course!

His methods are indeed amazing.

In the entire Huangdao Xianzong, except for the wandering Transformation Stage Grand Elder, this old guy who is half a step into the Transformation Stage has the highest cultivation level.

"Master, don't worry!" Kunlun was confident: "I will make her admit defeat!"

"Master, this little girl has good talent, don't forget your disciple!"

"Hehe..." Yu Junshan laughed and said: "In addition to talent, her appearance is also first-class, don't worry. Master remembers that after this competition, I will go to ask the immortal gate in person to settle the marriage!"

"I think he dare not disobey the immortal gate!"

Kunlun was overjoyed and said: "Thank you, Master!"

...

"The last day of the competition begins now..."

"The first game, Huangdao Xianzong Kunlun, against Wenxianmen Song Jinliang!"

"Please go on stage!"

Under the attention of countless people, Song Jinliang and Kunlun walked onto the stage.

"Because you are a woman!" Kunlun looked at Song Jinliang very conceitedly: "I will only use 90% of my strength in this attack!"

"But you'd better surrender!"

His face was cold, but there was provocation in his eyes.

Song Jinliang didn't say anything. She waved her hand and the wood-attributed mana in her body surged out, turning into a wheel of life and death in an instant.

"Open..."

Song Jinliang shouted softly, and tore the wheel of life and death into two halves with her jade hands.

One half was as green as jade, the wheel of life.

The other half was as black as ink, the wheel of death!

"Swish..."

Song Jinliang waved her hand and threw the wheel of death out, hitting Kunlun directly.

Of course!

It's hard to hit him with such a hit!

However, Song Jinliang used the divine thought technique in advance and controlled Kunlun's body for a moment. At this moment, the black wheel of death fell on Kunlun's body.

Boom...

Song Jinliang injected the wheel of life into her body, and then combined with the operation of the withering and flourishing heavenly scripture in her body, countless vitality was continuously drawn out of Kunlun's body by her.

In a dozen breaths, Kunlun looked as old as an octogenarian.

He had said some nasty things just now, but now he was tortured to death without even making a move.

The skills in Song Jinliang's body stopped running, and she looked at Kunlun and said, "Surrender now, and I will give you your vitality..."

"Otherwise, in half an incense stick of time, you will never be able to turn back!"

"Kunlun, surrender?"

"Kunlun..." On the stands, the old man with white hair and beard, the great man Yu Junshan of the twelfth level of the Nascent Soul Stage, said, "Surrender quickly... Surrender quickly!"

Kunlun, lying on the ground, trembled, his eyes full of hatred, and said, "Surrender... I surrender!"

Song Jinliang waved his hand, and the vitality on the wheel of life returned to Kunlun's body.

Buzz buzz buzz...

The ranking on the stone tablet at the edge of the ring shook slightly.

First place: Song Jinliang, 100 points!

Second place: Kunlun, 96 points!