Mortals: start with self-created body cultivation

This kind of competition with many rules is far different from what Xu Qingyang has seen, and it is even more incomparable to the atmosphere of the magic path.

If it were a disciple of the magic path, he would not bother with these rules and regulations. In two words, the winner is the king, and the loser is ashes. It is a thorough breeding of Gu. Only those who can survive are qualified to be further cultivated. So sometimes don’t always think that the righteous path is hypocritical. The living environment of the magic path is hell on earth for normal people.

Without further ado, the Tianquan Peak audition ended, and the names of other peaks were also released one after another.

In the entire Luoyun Sect, Tianquan Peak is at the bottom. The peak with the most people has as many as 700 to 800 qualified contestants, and the lesser ones have 200 to 300.

Due to the large number of people, the internal selection is divided into three venues.

The first day is a draw, and after the draw, the competition begins immediately.

Xu Qingyang ranked low, so he couldn't just ignore the fight on the first day. So he and Senior Brother Wang and others watched the fight in the crowd. On the second day, he didn't come out. On the third day, it was his turn to play. His opponent was a Qi training level 12 from Baifeng Peak. This peak was very special in Luoyun Sect. It wasn't ranked high, but its reputation was outstanding.

Because all the disciples in this peak were women.

The most famous one was the peak master of this peak, who was known as the most beautiful woman in Luoyun Sect. Even if she was in the three sects of Yunmeng Mountain, she was well-known and highly respected by single male cultivators. Her disciples also first looked good and cultivated immortality based on their looks.

For example, the opponent in front of Xu Qingyang was also quite good-looking.

She had a petite figure and a heroic look between her eyebrows. She held a small silver sword in her hand. When Xu Qingyang came on stage, she saluted with a serious fist and said solemnly, "Junior brother, please!"

She didn't take action first, but waited for him to get ready.

Xu Qingyang smiled, stretched out his right hand, and a walnut-sized fireball was held in his palm. He said solemnly, "Sister, I'm sorry!" Then he threw the fireball. The heroic woman's face became serious when he released the fireball, because the other party did not use talismans, nor did she chant spells.

In other words, this was instant.

Fire bomb technique is a low-level and elementary spell, but it can be easily instant, and most of them need to be in the foundation-building stage to do it.

Not to mention her, many disciples who came to watch this woman's competition also found that the unknown guy on the opposite side had this skill, and they began to worry about the beauty, hoping not to scratch her skin.

After seeing a fireball, the woman did not dare to be arrogant anymore, and hurriedly shot out the flying sword.

"Pah~"

The flying sword was accurate and the fireball was scattered.

"Sister Nan, come on!" The disciples watching the battle at Baifeng Peak cheered, and the male disciples who were sitting crookedly also breathed a sigh of relief, but soon they all gasped.

"Hiss, how is it possible!"

Xu Qingyang spread his hands, palms facing up, and ten balls of fire jumped.

"Sister, be careful!"

As he spoke, he raised his ten fingers forward, and a string of fire shot out. Seeing this, the woman was shocked. She immediately took out the defense talisman and activated it. At the same time, she controlled the flying sword to resist as much as possible. Sparks flew in the air, but only a small part was blocked, and the rest all hit her shield.

"Pah pah pah"

A burst of sparks flew, and the woman retreated again and again.

When all the fireballs exploded, the woman's shield was on the verge of breaking and her spiritual power was exhausted. But after all, she blocked this wave of fire. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, her eyes suddenly froze.

She gave a bitter smile: "I admit defeat!"

After saying that, she collected the magic weapon, bowed solemnly, and then left the ring without looking back.

There was a moment of silence below, but no one wondered why she easily admitted defeat. It was really that guy was too unreasonable. In such a short time, he once again instantly launched a large number of fireballs. Looking at his relaxed and comfortable look, it is not difficult to judge that if the situation just now continues, the disciples of Baifeng Peak will have no chance to use other means.

The world's martial arts can only be broken by speed, and the same is true for magic when the power is sufficient.

"Haha, Junior Brother Xu, awesome!"

"Congratulations!"

Someone who knew him from Tianquan Peak immediately came up to congratulate him. Xu Qingyang smiled and dealt with them one by one. After a small trial, he had a little fame to pave the way. After the third day, the first round of selection was over, and more than half were eliminated. Then the second round of selection began. Xu Qingyang was in the front, and his opponent was still in the Qi training period.

Perhaps because he had collected his information, he immediately stacked a high-level defensive magic weapon for himself.

"Xu Qingyang, right? I want to see how you break my black armor shield!"

This is a man in his twenties, who looks quite confident. He didn't give him time to think after he finished speaking. He waved his hand and summoned a set of mother-and-child flying blades, and a cold light shot out.

"It's over, it's over. This time, Junior Brother Xu is in trouble..."

"Yes, I have heard of this person. He is the direct disciple of an elder in the late stage of foundation building in Yin Jianfeng. It is said that the elder gave him his famous magic weapon in order to let him win..."

As soon as the voice fell, Xu Qingyang repeated the old trick and waved his hand to eject ten fireballs.

But the man was not panicked at all. He had a set of top-level magic weapons. Although they were not exquisite, the attack power was beyond the reach of a low-level fireball. As expected, the fireballs were scattered one after another under the collision, and the cold light was still strong. However, Xu Qingyang did not stop his movements. He made a series of hand gestures with his hands, and saw fireballs melting out from his fingertips like a machine gun, shooting out a clearly visible tongue of fire.

"Pah pah pah pah~"

After a series of bombardments, the man's face changed drastically, and a trace of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

Everyone saw that his flying blade was blocked by Junior Brother Xu in front of him, and he could not move forward, and was still retreating little by little. The man was under great pressure and held the spell tightly.

The opponent's fire bomb spell was indeed powerful, but he might lose if he fought with consumption.

With this thought in mind, he soon found something wrong. The opponent's face was not panicked at all. He saw his finger spells change, and two fireballs flew around the front and shot at him. Seeing this scene, not only him, but also the spectators were puzzled, because the disciples of Hidden Sword Front had prepared defenses in advance, and two fireballs could not break the high-level shield-type magic weapon.

At this time, a woman with a cold face on a viewing platform somewhere exclaimed.

Among the disciples standing next to her, there was the heroic woman who had fought with Xu Qingyang before. She looked along the master's line of sight, and her eyes also shrank.

"How is it possible!"

The two fireballs squirmed in the air and turned into two fire snakes that circled the opponent on both sides. The man's defensive magic weapon is indeed good, but now the offensive magic weapon cannot be withdrawn to resist. It is very embarrassing that a shield alone cannot block the attack from both sides at the same time. Instead, it is not as good as the all-round defensive talisman.

"Hehe, this boy's attainments in fire magic, Nan'er, you deserve to lose"

The heroic woman's face was heavy. She was indeed a little unconvinced before. If she had been given time to prepare and used the defensive magic weapon given by the master, she would not have lost so embarrassingly. But now it seems that the opponent did not use many tricks before, and she didn't even know what magic weapon trump cards he had.