Godly Dragon Guard

"Wow!"

Seeing that Shen Lang's opponent was an old man in the late half-immortal stage, the monks watching in the audience sighed. Everyone felt that Shen Lang would lose miserably.

"Huh? It's actually that kid!"

Lu Peng, who was chatting and laughing, accidentally glanced at the ring, and his expression suddenly changed.

Lu Peng's eyes were fixed on Shen Lang, and he looked at it several times to make sure that he did not admit his mistake.

"Senior Brother Lu, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with that person?" Several elite disciples from the Ancient Artifact Sect couldn't help but feel a little curious when they saw Lu Peng's eyes turning to a young monk on the ring.

"Nothing, I just saw a boring guy."

Lu Peng chuckled, with deep contempt on his lips.

Shen Lang was so pretentious before, and he thought that this kid was so powerful, but he didn't expect that the other person was really just a wild cultivator with no background... It seems that Elder He Jian's previous judgment was wrong.

What’s funny is that this bastard actually came to take the entrance examination of the Seven Immortal Sects! Lu Peng was almost not amused.

"The show is about to begin." Lu Peng watched the arena battle with interest.

Previously, Shen Lang heroically saved the beauty, stole his own limelight, and won the favor of his junior sister. This made Lu Peng very unhappy with Shen Lang.

This pretentious bastard met a late-stage half-immortal monk as soon as he appeared on the scene. Lu Peng wanted to see this kid's humiliating posture after his defeat!

"The duel begins!"

The referee in the ring shouted loudly and then retreated off the field.

Shen Lang's opponent, the white-haired old man, said proudly: "Boy, you are here to take the entrance examination of the Seven Immortal Sects with your little cultivation? Don't laugh so hard! I advise you to surrender as soon as possible to avoid Suffer some unnecessary pain!"

"Really? I may not be the one who surrenders! Immortal magic, red lotus karma fire!"

Shen Lang sneered, opened his mouth and spat out a whirlpool of flames formed by red lotus karma fire, sweeping towards the white-haired old man with overwhelming force.

"Red Lotus Karmic Fire?"

The white-haired old man gasped in fright, never expecting that this kid could unleash such a powerful fire attack.

Red Lotus Karmic Fire is the origin of the ten fires. Although it ranks second to last, its power cannot be underestimated! This red lotus karma fire move can already be ranked among the fourth-level immortal arts.

The white-haired old man quickly took out an emerald-green dragon-headed crutch and frantically poured chaotic spiritual power into the crutch.

"Lanlong, come out!"

As the white-haired old man yelled, the crutch released a bright green light, and a huge green wind dragon flew out from the head of the stick, opened its teeth and claws, and hit the flame vortex formed by the red lotus fire like lightning. .

"boom!"

A violent muffled sound was heard, and the extremely powerful green light and firelight collided with each other. The so-called splashing power was completely blocked by the defensive barriers around the ring.

After a few breaths, the wind dragon and the fire light collapsed at the same time, and they were tied in one blow.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and secretly thought that the late half-immortal monks were indeed not that easy to deal with.

However, the strength of this white-haired old man can only be said to be average, far inferior to Zhang Feng, and his wind dragon crutch is nothing more than a low-grade fairy weapon.

Shen Lang could actually defeat the white-haired old man with one blow, but he didn't want to show too much attention, so he deliberately weakened his combat power, and started a series of attacks and defenses with the white-haired old man.

The various natal magical powers of the Blood Spirit Immortal Body came out at once, dazzling the audience.

"Damn it, how come this kid has so many magical skills?"

The white-haired old man saw the various magic techniques performed by Shen Lang, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Shen Lang's attacks became more and more fierce, and the white-haired old man gradually couldn't resist, and finally his body was killed by a "Thunder Field" released by Shen Lang.

Although there was no distinction between life and death in the ring battle, Shen Lang still did not kill them all and allowed the old man to recover his body by relying on the magic power of the Three Flowers Gathering.

"The victory has been decided. Fellow Taoist, you have nothing to say, right?"

Shen Lang looked at the white-haired old man's recovering body and said in an indifferent tone.

The old man was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split. His face turned pale and he said: "Ashamed...ashamed! Thank you fellow Taoist for showing mercy!"

"Wow!"

The audience was in an uproar, and all the monks looked shocked.

Unless they saw it with their own eyes, they would never believe that an early half-immortal monk could defeat a late-stage half-immortal master.

Nowadays, it is extremely difficult for monks in the true immortal world to improve their cultivation. The strength of a half-immortal who has cultivated into an immortal body is completely different for every level difference.

A monk like Shen Lang who defeated a late half-immortal with his early half-immortal cultivation level is no longer enough to describe his talent as amazing!

The referees on the field couldn't help but glance at Shen Lang, and then announced loudly: "The winner, casual cultivator Shen Lang!"

"Accepted."

Shen Lang hugged his fists towards the white-haired old man and immediately left the ring.

The eyes of all the monks could not help but stay on Shen Lang for a while, and even the elite disciples of the Seven Immortal Sects also noticed Shen Lang.

"It's really weird, this kid actually has some skills!"

Lu Peng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He thought that Shen Lang would definitely lose, but he didn't expect that Shen Lang would win.

Although he felt unhappy, Lu Peng didn't have many negative emotions. Shen Lang was nothing more than that. It was so difficult to deal with a late half-immortal casual cultivator. This kid was still overestimated by Elder He Jian.

Lu Peng regained his confidence, thinking that the other party only had this ability, and it would be easy for him to teach this kid a lesson.

After watching the arena battle, an elite disciple from the Ancient Artifact Sect couldn't help but ask: "Senior Brother Lu, this ascended monk is quite good. Do you want to recruit him to our Ancient Artifact Sect?"

A trace of resentment flashed in Lu Peng's eyes, and he said coldly: "You don't need to worry about this matter, I have my own plan."

"yes!"

…

The arena was divided into several rounds, and after three days, we finally reached the finals.

Except for the late-stage half-immortal monks he encountered in the first round, the opponents Shen Lang encountered in the second and third rounds were all mid-stage half-immortals and he won easily.

In the final final, Shen Lang didn't want to show off too much and deliberately lost to a late-stage semi-immortal monk and won second place.

With Shen Lang's early stage cultivation as a half-immortal, being able to win second place really caused an uproar.

Even though Shen Lang wanted to keep a low profile, his name spread throughout Qianqiu City.

According to the previous rules, the last seven monks who won the battle in the arena will pass the assessment and be qualified to join the seven immortal sects.

Except for Shen Lang, the top seven are all late-stage semi-immortal monks.

According to the strength of their power, each of the seven immortal sects selects a monk as a new disciple.

As the number one sect among the seven immortal sects, Zhaoyang Sect naturally selected the late half-immortal monk who ranked first in this entry examination as its new disciple.

After the Zhaoyang Sect has selected its disciples, it will be the Ancient Artifact Sect.

Lu Peng brought several elite disciples from the Ancient Artifact Sect to the arena and looked at Shen Lang and the remaining five victorious monks.

"Hey, isn't this Fellow Daoist Shen from Panshi Village? What a coincidence!"

Lu Peng came to Shen Lang and sarcastically said with a smile.