Panda Taoist Priest

"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.

Lin An took a few steps forward. He had already decided on his opponent. He was also a Low Level Mortal Body cultivator, Zhang Peng!

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, sorry for the offense." Lin An cupped his hands together and said.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, what a good plan!" Zhang Peng frowned and his face turned dark. No one could blame him for his unsightly expression. After one day, he had fought quite a few rounds. No matter if it was strength or spiritual power, he had consumed a lot of them.

Furthermore, when he saw the black bear behind Lin An, it was three meters tall, and had a strong spiritual pressure, which made him feel even worse.

Lin An smiled but did not reply.

Chu Xiong also shakily walked to Lin An's side.

Chu Xiong's appearance caused the surrounding cultivators to discuss curiously. Black Bear Spirit Beast was a rare spirit beast in the Gui Yun Sect.

"This Black Bear is so big!" It's a whole three meters tall! "

"The Spiritual Qi pressure is really heavy. I'm afraid that there is a Mid Rank Mortal Body." A disciple with a lower cultivation could feel Chu Xiong's Spiritual Qi. He was actually stronger than him.

"Where did Lin An come from? I've never heard of him!"

"I heard that his Black Bear Spirit Beast is a mutant from the Wilderness." Finally, someone who had heard of the news said hesitantly.

"Oh? You know! "Tell me …"

The Daoists in the plaza were discussing in a low voice. The six Guiyun Elders were also discussing with each other as they sat in front of the Rising Sun Hall.

They were all elders of the sect. Once there was an outstanding disciple in the competition, they would give some comments. Although Lin An did not attack this time, his spirit beast, Chu Xiong, was too eye-catching. The other Spirit Beasts of Gui Yun Sect were not as handsome as Chu Xiong.

The participants of the Small Competition were all of low to middle mortal body. The cultivators with powerful spirit beasts were not qualified to participate, so Chu Xiong was the strongest spirit beast that appeared from morning to night …

"This Black Bear Spirit Beast is quite extraordinary!" The white-faced, long-bearded elder twisted his beard as he praised.

"The Black Bear Spirit Beast is definitely a powerful spirit beast among the low grade spirit beasts." Another old man held a teacup in his hand and blew on it. With his Half Immortal cultivation level, he was able to instantly cool the tea down. However, he liked the feeling of an ordinary person drinking tea. Every time he drank tea, it would be hot.

"Unfortunately, the Black Bear Spirit Beast's innate talent is dull. If this disciple were to contract this Black Bear with his blood, it would be difficult to climb to the peak of his life!" Another long-faced old man said as he shook his head disapprovingly.

"Haha, since Second Elder thinks so, then there is no mistake. "What a pity!" The Great Elder, who was sitting in the middle, felt extremely regretful.

The Second Elder manages the Spirit Beast Garden. What kind of a spirit beast hasn't he seen before? He can see through a black bear's potential with a single glance." "The old man's small eyes sparkled as he spoke with a smile.

When Chu Xiong heard the elders' discussions in front of the Rising Sun Hall, he pursed his lips and thought to himself, "Do you think I can't hear it?"

If he was in the corner of the plaza, he would naturally not be able to hear the words of the elders. However, he was standing very close to where the six of them were. Chu Xiong subconsciously activated his eavesdropping mode …

At this time, a "start" sounded out, ending Chu Xiong's eavesdropping.

Lin An and Zhang Peng's long swords issued a crisp sound in the air.

Chu Xiong's ten fingers moved. Now that he had a magical equipment, he felt an itch in his heart.

His gaze swept across the square and found that it was filled with people. He immediately gave up on the idea of using magic tools. From the beginning of the competition until now, the spirit beasts that had appeared hadn't used a single magic tool. It wasn't in keeping with the rules to use their own magic tools, was it?

First, he would load the spirit beasts, and when no one was around, he would use a magic tool to avoid any trouble.

Chu Xiong did not believe that he, with his mortal body's low level strength, could ignore the crowd present, not to mention that there were a few old Taoist cultivators sitting in front of the palace hall who seemed to be very suspenseful.