Enter the Immortal Cultivation

"I lost again."

Ai Changyuan smiled bitterly and admitted frankly.

As soon as these words came out, the entire square seemed to freeze, and there was a dead silence.

After a while, people began to applaud one after another. Then, the cheers gradually became louder, and finally the whole city was filled with cheers.

Bravo! What a wonderful experience!

The two men's methods shocked both ghosts and gods, and even ordinary foundation building might not be able to match them. And the last chase was a powerful collision of magic and tactics, strength and wisdom.

And on a deeper level, this also reflects that these two people's understanding of the Dao is far above everyone else.

Amidst the cheers, Wang Qi relaxed the magic power on his feet, slid to the ground along the restriction, then walked to Ai Changyuan and pulled out the Kunshan Sword.

Famous swords have spirits, or to put it in a more modern way, high-level magic swords all have their own friend-or-enemy identification function. The Kunshan sword Ai Changyuan, which is already a treasure, really can't be pulled out. While everyone was cheering, he was still nailed to the ground.

When he pulled out the sword, Ai Changyuan winced in pain. After breaking away from the confinement of the magic sword, he took two steps back calmly to prevent himself from being spit on by a severe motion sickness patient - Mao Zimiao's experience half a year ago was widely circulated in Xinyue and Langde. of. Then, he asked another question: "Why is that move called 'Silver Chariot'? Silver probably refers to the color of the sword's light. I can understand it. Where is the chariot?"

Wang Qi sweated: "That sword is the change of the steepest descent line in a complex gravitational field... Well, you know, the steepest descent line, also called a cycloid - that is, a circle in a fixed straight line When rolling up, is it the trajectory of a fixed point on the circumference? When talking about cycloid, we naturally think of wheels, and then that..."

Ai Changyuan suddenly realized: "That's it! High! Really high! Brother Wang, your skill in naming is really good!"

After saying that, he gave a thumbs up.

The corner of Wang Qi's mouth twitched. Damn, I fought you to the death just now, and my repeated tactics didn’t even get a single thumbs up. This is such a joke that even “Brother Wang” came out...

Wait a minute, does this guy just like this kind of ambiguous naming?

Could it be that this descendant of Master Yuanli and the rising star of Jinfa is... a middle-class student?

Ai Changyuan didn't know that he had been secretly labeled with a rather rude label by the guy in front of him, and he was still admired for a certain "amazing naming idea".

Now that the referee has announced the result, the ban around the field begins to dissipate. At this moment, the restriction that was supposed to be stable turned on and off, flickering. On the roof, Deng Jiaxuan thought of Chen Jingyun in a dumbfounded way and said, "Let's raise the standard of this ban next year so that it can withstand a full blow during the foundation building period."

"Probably, there shouldn't be such a monster next year." Chen Jingyun said expressionlessly.

Deng Jiaxuan coughed twice and retorted: "Today's law will always become stronger with each generation."

In order to prevent the aftermath of the battle from spreading and affecting other venues, there are separate restrictions around each venue. And with this heavy restriction, ordinary Qi-training Dzogchen defense and indiscriminate bombardment are no problem. However, under the full attack of Ai Changyuan, a monk in the middle stage of Qi training, this barrier was already crumbling!

The new disciples who knew this level of power looked at Ai Changyuan in awe.

What a monster! He was actually able to use his body in the middle stage of Qi training to launch attacks comparable to those in the foundation building stage!

Then, they looked at Wang Qi with even more awe.

A person who can defeat a monster like Ai Changyuan twice is not a monster?

Legend has it that he was born with a different soul. The Xiaoyao Overhaul of Yangshen Pavilion concluded that there was a half chance that he was an immortal... Ahaha, how is that possible? How could such a genius become an immortal?

If he is an immortal, then who are we who are not as good as the immortal?

The restriction was half destroyed, and the foundation-building disciple as the referee simply smashed it completely and released Wang Qi and Ai Changyuan. Under the admiring gazes of countless disciples, the two of them walked to their usual places. Along the way, the crowd separated automatically, and Wang Qi didn't feel any crowding at all.

After walking back to the edge of the square, Wang Qi sat down and breathed a sigh of relief. He pressed his forehead and sighed: "Sure enough, I can't get along with those people who play with gravity... I'm still dizzy and want to vomit."

"It would be fine if you just feel dizzy and want to vomit." Ai Qinglan's voice appeared behind him. Before Wang Qi could turn his head, Ai Qinglan stretched out a hand and patted him on the head: "Okay, let me check it for you first. There are many tiny blood vessels in the brain, and it would not be good if it was torn apart by strong gravity. "

The thinking organ of creatures in China is not only the brain, but also the soul. Even if the head of an accomplished master is blown to pieces, another one can grow out. But Wang Qi was only in the Qi training period, and his soul's thinking ability was not as good as that of his brain, and he couldn't live without relying on his brain.

Wang Qi smiled: "It seems that I have good friendship luck - thanks, senior sister."

Ai Qinglan smiled heartily and said: "No, no, no, anyway, junior brother, you gave me a lot of research materials!"

"... Come to think of it, just the blood you took from me..."

Ai Qinglan's examination ended quickly. Since the palm technique used by Ai Changyuan this time concentrated the imprint on the surrounding space, the impact range was not large, and the disturbance in the distance was weaker, so it did not cause much interference to the blood flow in Wang Qi's body. It can be said that Wang Qi basically suffered no internal injuries this time.

Ai Qinglan clapped her hands, took out an arithmetic calculator from her waist, and pressed it a few times: "Okay, it's completely normal! Congratulations! I have to report to the Immortal Alliance that you can continue to participate..."

Before Ai Qinglan finished speaking, a mechanical synthesized voice suddenly interrupted: "Xinyue Immortal Academy, Wang Qi, Leiyang Immortal Academy, Bo Xiaoya, prepare for the third venue of Bingzi!"

Wang Qi was stunned: "Oh my god, senior sister, just because I am not injured does not mean that I can continue to fight now!"

Ai Qinglan also looked strange: "My report is just 'no hidden injuries, will not affect the competition'... Is there something wrong with the stupid arithmetic calculator that arranges the venues?"

On the pavilion, Deng Jiaxuan Looking at his friend, he held his forehead and said, "I know you don't like exiled immortals... but you don't have to use such a low-level method to exclude Wang Qi, right? Now everyone in Shenzhou will think that we are nakedly leaning on the Bo family." Chen Jingyun's face turned green: "I... am not very familiar with the calculator. Maybe I set the priority of the additional instruction "prioritize Wang Qi"... too high..." ———————————————————————————————— Sorry everyone, there is only one update today... I'm stuck. Welcome all book friends to read, the latest, fastest and hottest serialized works are all in the original! Mobile users please go to read. \u003c/a\u003e