Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

"The competition begins. Elder, please open the formation!"

Boom...

Several formations suddenly appeared on the wide and huge stage.

There are eight formations on each side.

Each formation is a small world, which can also be understood as a fighting arena.

Two disciples enter to compete.

The process of the competition will be presented to everyone through a special formation.

So that all disciples can watch it in person.

The eight formations on the left side of the stage are for the cultivators of the twelfth level of the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Stage to fight and compete for ranking; and the eight formations on the right are for cross-level challenges. There are eight different standards of the fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh and twelfth levels of the Qi Refining Stage.

Of course, the lowest level is the fifth level, because the sect stipulates that only the disciples of the fourth level, the middle stage of the Qi Refining Stage, can participate in the competition.

In front of each formation for cross-level challenges, there is a disciple with the corresponding cultivation level.

These disciples are called [Array Guarding Disciples]

All those who want to challenge higher-level disciples need to challenge these Array Guarding Disciples.

These people are fixed.

"The competition begins. The first round is between the disciples who have reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Stage!"

"Please prepare, disciples Huo Yuntong and Shui Changsheng from the headquarters, and enter the No. 1 formation on the left!"

Although there are eight formations, only one formation can be used for the competition at the same time.

After all, the audience can only watch one competition at a time.

The battle arranged by the upper sect lasts for a full month, so there is no rush, just take it slowly.

Soon, the battle between the two in the formation appeared in the air.

The battle between the cultivators who have reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Stage is indeed terrifying. Even if the two did not use magic weapons and talismans, after a big fight, they turned the world upside down and destroyed most of the formation!

It took about half an incense stick of time to decide the winner, and the two walked out of the formation.

At this time, several formation masters were busy entering the formation where the fight had just taken place, and began to repair the formation that had been damaged by the fight.

"The second match!" A male disciple in a moon-white robe stood on the stage and said, "It's a cross-level challenge. Is there any disciple who wants to challenge a cross-level opponent?"

"I, I, I, I..."

Many people raised their hands and spoke.

Ding Lan also raised her hand high.

However, it was obvious that the elder on the stage did not see her. The elder pointed at someone at random and said, "Come up, report your name, and your cultivation level!"

"I am Huang Zhenyu, with a cultivation level of the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage. I want to challenge a disciple of the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage!"

"Go!" The host waved his hand.

Huang Zhenyu entered the third formation, and at the same time, the disciples standing outside the third formation also followed him in.

Then!

The picture was transmitted to the disciples watching the battle.

Bang...

With only one move, Huang Zhenyu was directly shaken out and lay on the ground to admit defeat.

"Wow..."

The crowd was in an uproar.

How can it be so easy to fight against opponents of higher levels?

Especially without any magic weapons and talismans, it is simply a foolish dream to want to defeat an opponent of a higher level.

Unless you practice domineering and peerless skills, or are a person with a single spiritual root qualification.

"The third game, continue the challenge of the higher level, who else?" The host looked at everyone.

This time, the phenomenon of raising hands and signing up enthusiastically just now was gone, and everyone looked at each other!

"Elder, I want to challenge!" Xu Changan stood up.

Ah?

Almost everyone in Taixuanmen opened their mouths wide.

"Little Junior Brother, don't!" Li Chijian said: "Anyway, you didn't sign up in the first place, so just give up this fight!"

"Senior Brother Xu!" Ding Lan looked worried: "Be careful, admit defeat in time, so as not to get hurt, you still have to participate in the later fights of pills and talismans..."

Zhen Qingyan was a little surprised, but she didn't say anything!

The rest of Cheng Bufan, Huang Zhicheng and others looked at Xu Changan with a sneer.

"Okay!" the host said, "Please come on stage. What's your name, where are you from, and what's your cultivation level?"

Xu Changan bowed and said, "Xu Changan, a disciple of Taixuan Sect in Yangshuo County, is at the fifth level of Qi Refining Stage. I'm challenging my senior brother at the sixth level of Qi Refining Stage!"

"Okay!" the host said, "Come, check his cultivation level!"

Someone came to check Xu Changan's cultivation level.

After the check, Xu Changan even took off the [Purple Gold Crown] on his head, because this thing would take the initiative to defend, so it naturally couldn't be used.

"Don't worry!" Offstage, Zhen Qingyan put her hand on Ding Lan's, then smiled and said, "Disciples will not harm each other. Xu Changan will be seriously injured at most, but he won't lose his life!"

"Wuwuwu..." Ding Lan's eyes rolled in his eyes, and he said, "But... a serious injury will affect his cultivation. You know he has poor aptitude and the road is difficult!"

"It's okay!" Zhen Qingyan helped Ding Lan wipe away her tears and continued to comfort her, "Since Junior Brother Xu dared to go up, he must have some confidence!"

In front, Cheng Bufan turned his head and looked at the scene of Ding Lan wiping tears, and his heart ached.

Of course, his hatred for Xu Changan also increased.

"Look, it's started!"

Everyone raised their heads, and the picture of Xu Changan fighting with the sixth-level cultivator appeared in the air.

The two of them fought back and forth.

Although the sixth-level disciple was stronger, Xu Changan had rich combat experience. After more than a dozen rounds, they were evenly matched.

"Not bad..." Zhen Qingyan said, "I didn't expect this guy to be so slippery. The opponent couldn't hit him at all!"

"Not good!" Zhen Qingyan suddenly covered her mouth.

Xu Changan approached the monk, but he didn't know that the sixth-level monk threw a huge fireball with a wave of his hand!

Xu Changan only sacrificed a layer of spiritual power shield, without dodging or evading, and then pressed a huge fireball on the monk at the same time.

Boom...

Two fireballs exploded almost at the same time.

Puff puff puff...

The two took two steps back.

Xu Changan's left shoulder was bleeding, and the flesh was blown out, revealing white bones.

The monk on the opposite side was similar.

Xu Changan waved his hand and put another piece of clothing on himself.

In this way, when his blood and blood circulate to repair his injuries, others will not be able to see it.

Because the audience is only looking at the projection, they cannot use their spiritual sense to scan Xu Changan.

"Are you crazy?" The sixth-level cultivator on the opposite side was so angry that he vomited blood. He had never seen such a desperate fighting style: "You don't want to die, but I still want to die..."

As soon as these words fell, another fireball was condensed in Xu Changan's hand.

"Stop, stop, stop..." The sixth-level cultivator shouted: "I admit defeat... Damn, I met a madman... I won't fight anymore, I admit defeat!"

Wow...

The audience was in an uproar!

The host announced calmly: "Xu Changan of Taixuan Sect in Yangshuo County wins, with 30 points!"

Buzz buzz buzz...

At the other end of the square, a huge stone tablet suddenly emitted a bright light.

Xu Changan's name was immediately branded on it, and the score was displayed behind it: 30 points!