The prince of heaven only wants salted fish

Ji Cheng: "..."

He swallowed the food in his mouth with great effort, and then smiled: "Which one should I sign up for? You will know when the competition starts."

Jiang Xiangxiang has not yet reacted: "Why, is there really a memorization skills competition in the outer sect competition?"

Ji Cheng: "?"

Lu Su quickly tried to smooth things over: "Yun Zhi should also want to sign up for the competition, right?"

Jiang Xiangxiang said "Hey", and Lu Su said: "I have fought with Yun Zhi privately before, and he is very strong now."

Ji Cheng still had that sly smile.

Jiang Xiangxiang was about to say "Why don't I know" subconsciously, and suddenly remembered the competition between Ji Cheng and Lu Su that she had seen recently - to be precise, it was almost half a year ago. But that time Ji Cheng broke through to the middle stage of foundation building, and even pushed Lu Su to the ground and beat him up.

Of course, the most important thing is that the three of them repaired Ji Cheng's house until almost midnight that day. Such "deep" memories are really hard to forget.

Jiang Xiangxiang shuddered subconsciously, and she said "oh" twice, and quickly shoveled two more mouthfuls of rice into her mouth to calm down.

*

After that, the registration began, and Jicheng did register for the largest number of people.

The registration lasted for three days, and three days later, the outer sect conference officially began. As a rare event among the outer sect disciples, almost all of the Qi training and foundation building disciples of Wuding Sect came, and in addition, many Jindan and Yuanying disciples also came to watch the ceremony.

Among the outer sect disciples, those who had reached the foundation building stage basically signed up to participate in the conference, and those who were still in the Qi training stage also signed up. At this moment, everyone gathered in twos and threes, watching Elder Qing Zhi presiding over the opening ceremony on the high platform and the elders who came out one by one after her introduction, whispering.

"Wow, Elder Qingzhi is so beautiful."

"You don't know this, I heard that a few months ago Elder Qingzhi chased an elder of Tianji Sect and beat him up!"

"Elder Min is also coming to the outer sect meeting?"

"Will Elder Min accept a disciple? Wouldn't he accept a disciple to read novels with him in the library?"

"If it were me, wouldn't I accept a disciple who can write novels? I can force my disciple to do it every day!"

Most of those who talked like this were outer sect disciples. Inner sect disciples had more contact with elders. If there was anything to gossip about, they would have basically done it on weekdays. At this time, they were more focused on a figure above the elders' seats and discussed carefully.

"Who is that?"

"Am I seeing correctly?"

"Not sure, wait and see?"

At this time, Elder Qing Zhi also introduced the elders attending this outer sect conference, and then her eyes fell on the figure, with a slight joking tone: "The disciples participating in this outer sect conference are lucky, and we are fortunate to see you attending."

The figure waved his hand and smiled: "It's rare for me to come out of retreat once, and I happened to run into the outer sect conference. Of course I have to come and see it."

Elder Qing Zhi then turned around and said: "Perhaps some disciples have guessed it. Yes, this is the current leader of our Wuding Sect, Yuanchen Immortal Venerable——"

The cultivation of immortals is divided into nine levels. It is rare for a great person to cross the tribulation to appear in ten thousand years. Therefore, those who reach the Mahayana stage can be called Venerable, and the leader of the Wuding Sect in front of him is obviously a powerful person in the Mahayana stage.

The square, which was originally a little quiet, suddenly became lively: "The sect master is here too?!"

"I must perform well!!"

Of course, there were some who wanted to take a different approach: "I don't think I can win the competition. If I run naked on the stage now, will the sect master notice me?"

"——It's more likely that I'll be dragged away as a pervert!"

In the end, Li Yuanchen pressed his hands down lightly, and the noise in the square was barely stopped.

"Okay," said Immortal Yuanchen with a smile, "All disciples, just do your best. I'm always happy to see so many new bloods in the sect."

"Then let's start the competition as soon as possible."

Elder Qing Zhi understood, and then announced the official start of the competition.

The huge square was divided into several areas for competitions in different directions. Competitions such as alchemy and refining were all about issuing questions and then refining them uniformly. If you don't study this, there's really nothing to see, so most people's eyes are still on the arenas in the center.

There are more than 1,200 disciples participating in the outer sect conference this time, and almost 1,000 of them are participating in the big competition. All competitions are conducted one-on-one, and the winners advance and the losers are eliminated until the top ten are decided.

The method is simple and rough, and in order to save time, there are several battles in the first round at the same time. The Jindan or Yuanying disciples who act as referees will read out the names of the opponents and call them to the stage, and are responsible for rescue when the two sides are unable to stop during the competition.

Of course, even if there are several competitions at the same time, there are no more than ten people on the stage, and there are more disciples in the audience. If their names are not called, they will be idle anyway. They will also seriously observe and comment on the battles on the stage and their fellow disciples, one is to learn from others' advantages, and the other is to collect and exchange information.

Lu Su came on the stage relatively early, and he was lucky. The opponent he matched was a new disciple who came in with the same batch. At this time, Lu Su's cultivation level was close to the high level of foundation building, so he naturally knocked the opponent down easily and neatly. In less than half a cup of tea, the opponent reluctantly expressed his defeat.

"This guy named Lu Su, is he a new disciple?"

"Looking at the circulation and concentration of his spiritual power when he attacks, he is not far from the late stage of foundation building, right?"

"My swordsmanship is also very good. I guess I have worked hard on it."

"I heard Jin Dan's senior brother mention this little genius Lu before. I'm not sure which elder will take him in this time."

"Hey, don't be as ambitious as others. I think that although this Lu Su has good spiritual power and swordsmanship, he has not reached the late stage of foundation building yet. Moreover, his swordsmanship is flexible and cunning. His main focus is attack and speed. So, his body protection His technique is probably not that strong. If you want to defeat him, you just need to survive his first round of attacks and find a way to attack his weaknesses."

Not long after Lu Su came off the field, a Nascent Soul disciple on one of the arenas chanted: "Peng Mu, Ji Yunzhi."

"Peng Mu? Who met Peng Mu?"

"Call it Ji Yunzhi... Do you have any impression of this name?"

"I don't think I've heard of it. I'm afraid it's a new disciple."

"The new disciple? Then this Ji Yunzhi will be in trouble."

"He's pretty good-looking - he probably won't be able to fight very well."

"Ahem, I have heard of the name Ji Yunzhi." Someone in the crowd said.

"Huh? Come on, tell me, what is he good at?"

The man thought about it for a moment: "Ji Yunzhi, this person is one of the disciples who started at the beginning of last year. He was specially recruited to join our Wuding Sect at that time. However, his cultivation has improved quite well since then... I think he is quite satisfactory. He has already been promoted. Build the foundation.”

"If you want to talk about what he is best at," the man paused, "well, does talking count?"

"...?"

At this time, Jicheng had already come to power.

Standing across the ring is a burly man with a huge sword on his shoulder. Just by looking at it, you can tell that it is powerful - if nothing else, with this weight, it doesn't take anything to knock it down. The moves can also directly injure people seriously!

To be able to carry such a huge sword into battle, in addition to needing solid spiritual power, the opponent is probably also a guy with natural strength.

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Needless to say, this talent is very popular in battle.

Therefore, even if Jicheng didn't specifically inquire about his opponent's information, he could still guess that the opponent was probably quite famous and potential in the outer sect.

While he was sizing up the opponent, the Nascent Soul disciple on the stage announced the start of the competition.

Jicheng was not in a hurry, and neither was Peng Mu. He looked at Jicheng with a confident expression: "Junior Brother Ji Yun, right?"

"If this is a competition, it would be better for you to admit defeat," he said. "It's not that I'm arrogant, it's just that I practice epee. Although my cultivation has reached the peak of foundation building, my control of my own power has not yet reached perfection. If junior brother insists on fighting, it is very likely that I will not be able to hold back and cause junior brother to be seriously injured. "

Jicheng said: "Please ask Senior Brother Peng to take action."

Peng Mu was stunned, and then said: "Junior brother, it is a good thing to be confident, but my heavy sword..."

"It's okay," Ji Cheng said, "Why else would you want Senior Brother Yuanying to watch from the stage?"

Peng Mu: "..."

He finally raised his giant sword: "Then let me ask my junior brother for advice!"

Jicheng's response was to block the sword in front of him - the sword was not even unsheathed.

This was simply an insult within an insult. Peng Mu immediately darkened his face. He didn't care whether he, a peak-level Foundation Establishment player, was invincible if he attacked first in the middle-stage Foundation Establishment stage. He took a few steps back and raised his hand. He picked up the giant sword in his hand and charged towards Jicheng!

When he got close to him, the giant sword in Peng Mu's hand made an arc and slammed down!

"Ho!"

He used this blow with 100% strength. If he were an ordinary disciple in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, he would definitely be seriously injured in the face of this sword!

The Nascent Soul disciple acting as the referee frowned secretly when he saw this scene, and the spiritual power in his body was running, and he was ready to intercept the blow when Jicheng couldn't resist it.

But Jicheng raised the unsheathed long sword in his hand and actually took the initiative to meet him!

Worse!

The Yuan Ying disciple was about to take action as fast as lightning, but saw Jicheng's scabbard meeting Peng Mu's giant sword. Not only did it not break or be irresistible, but on the contrary, it seemed that he just twisted it gently, and Peng Mu's giant sword fell. The giant sword in his hand slipped and missed Jicheng. Peng Mu himself almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Then Jicheng dodged and came behind Peng Mu. The long sword in his hand was still unsheathed. He just struck several vital points on Peng Mu's back like lightning, and then slammed the crook of Peng Mu's leg!

Bang!

Peng Mu, who was already a little unsteady on his feet, fell to the ground like a dog!

The scabbard in Jicheng's hand finally lay across Peng Mu's neck. He smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Peng, you lose."

Wow!

The audience became noisy on the spot.

"Peng Mu actually lost?!"

"Killing is heartbreaking. If this were a life-and-death fight, Ji Yunzhi's actions just now could kill Peng Mu three times... And what he said before the competition started. Who said he was good at talking?"

On the high platform, Elder Qing Zhi, who was watching the battle, also said proudly: "Ji Yunzhi, this kid is good. He has just reached the late stage of foundation building and can defeat Peng Mu, who is at the peak of foundation building. This violent aesthetic... Oh my, it looks like We really have a master-disciple relationship!”

Elder Min, who was sitting not far from her, blew his beard and glared: "You want to accept him as a disciple? Dear girl, I fell in love with this boy Ji Yunzhi first! I noticed him before he became an official disciple. Him!"

"You accept him as your disciple? What can you teach him?" Elder Qingzhi said directly, "Can you teach him how to search for novels in the library?"

"What about you?!" Elder Min was not to be outdone, "Teach him to embroider with your scissors?!"

"You scissors are good at embroidering!"

"You only know how to find novels in the library, I'm practicing!"

The two elders in the Spiritualization Stage almost started fighting in front of many disciples at the elders' table. The other elders did not stop them, but they all looked eager to join in - although they only fought once, Ji Cheng's fighting skills had been fully demonstrated, and the other disciples in the audience might not be able to distinguish them very well, but they could naturally sense that Ji Cheng's spiritual power fluctuations were already in the late stage of foundation building!

Who wouldn't be jealous of a disciple with excellent fighting and cultivation talents? !

"Ji Yunzhi, right?" At this time, Yuanchen Immortal Venerable, who was sitting at the top watching the competition, suddenly spoke.

Qing Zhi and Elder Min, who were originally fighting, stopped and looked over in a daze.

The corners of Yuanchen Immortal Venerable's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes were full of interest: "This little Taoist friend is indeed good."