My Immortal Cultivation Game Life

After Wang Wulian got off the ring, Lu Yi smiled at Lu Ling who was eager to try, "Senior Brother Lu Ling, shall we compete now?"

Lu Ling froze for a moment and asked, "Junior Brother Lu Yi, you just went through a battle, don't you need to rest?"

Lu Yi smiled and said, "My Baiyun Qi Yin Jue level is not low, and my spiritual energy recovers very quickly, so I don't need to rest."

"hiss……"

The surrounding onlookers gasped.

"Baiyun's swordsmanship has returned to the true state, Baiyun's footwork has transformed into a state, and even Baiyun's Qi Yinjue has reached a profound state? You are worthy of Senior Brother Lu Yi."

"Senior Brother Lu Yi's comprehension is too high, I'm really envious. I wish I had half of Senior Brother Lu Yi's comprehension."

"..."

Amidst the whispers among the crowd, Lu Ling also took a deep look at Lu Yi. To be honest, even he was envious.

Soon Lu Ling stopped thinking about it and said with a free and easy smile, "In that case, I'm not going to be polite."

He tapped his toes and floated onto the ring lightly.

Lu Yi saw that this Lu Ling also practiced Baiyun footwork, just like him, this move is still okay.

Lu Ling stood still and took out his long sword: "Junior Brother Lu, please!!"

"Please!" Lu Yi smiled.

Then the two of them rushed towards each other without saying much.

Just like dealing with Wang Wulian, Lu Yi also sparred with Lu Ling for a long time. Lu Ling's swordsmanship level is not as good as Wang Wulian's, but his body skills are faster. Of course, it is the same for Lu Yi. The battle has always been his under control.

After sparring for a while, Lu Yi defeated Lu Ling, which gave him enough face and made Lu Ling feel comfortable.

After the sparring with Lu Ling, Wang Wulian hadn't finished his comprehension yet, so Lu Yi just took advantage of this moment to recover.

Although he wasn't particularly tired and still had about half of his aura left, if he didn't reply, he would be treated as a monster.

In this way, Lu Yi, Wang Wulian, and Lu Ling continued to exchange ideas, and the monks who watched from the sidelines formed a group, observing the precious realm of Baiyun swordsmanship, hoping to gain something.

The sparring lasted for a whole morning. Lu Yi had a total of 16 sparring sessions, completed 16 missions, and obtained a total of 16 perfect Qi Condensation Pills.

These Qi Condensation Pills are enough for him to practice until the competition begins, Lu Yi thinks it is almost enough.

After the competition with Lu Ling, Lu Yi smiled slightly, and said, "Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Wang, I'm almost here today. I've already gained something. Thank you two senior brothers for accommodating them."

Lu Ling and Wang Wulian were both taken aback when they heard the words, then quickly shook their heads.

Lu Ling said gratefully: "Junior Brother Lu, I have benefited a lot from the discussion this morning. Maybe it won't be long before I can break through to the realm of swordsmanship. It's all thanks to Junior Brother!"

Wang Wulian on the side also nodded again and again, expressing his agreement: "Brother Lu is right, my swordsmanship is only one step away from the Transformation Realm, and all of this is thanks to you, Junior Brother!"

Lu Yi touched his pocket and bosom, where there were sixteen perfect Qi Condensation Pills, he smiled modestly and said, "You two brothers are too kind."

In the friendly atmosphere of the three of them, Lu Yi bid farewell, turned around and left, and there were quite a few monks watching, all of whom came for the name of Lu Yi's Baiyun swordsmanship in the Guizhen realm. Seeing that Lu Yi was about to leave, they all rushed Get out of the way and let Lu Yi pass by.

Many people looked at Lu Yi and were full of gratitude. They just watched the competition, and they also gained something.

For monks, watching the battles of powerful monks is more effective than their own normal practice. Lu Yi's one-morning sparring also has the effect of preaching to them.

After leaving the Martial Arts Stage, Lu Yi returned to Bailing Peak and started today's practice.

The time to practice Baiyun swordsmanship in the morning was delayed, but the time in the afternoon and evening could not be delayed.

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In the following time, with the Perfect Qi Condensation Pill in his hand, Lu Yi no longer went out, and practiced with peace of mind, preparing for the Grand Competition.

Practicing Baiyun swordsmanship in the morning, Baiyun footwork in the afternoon, and Baiyun Qi Yinjue in the evening. There is almost no time to rest. This diligent appearance reminds Lu Yi of his college entrance examination. At that time, it can be said that he read books all night long. , I can't bear to think about it.

However, the difference between cultivation and the college entrance examination is that when Lu Yi releases tasks by himself, he can visibly feel that he has become stronger with the naked eye. That feeling is addictive, and he also enjoys it.

In this way, time soon arrived half a month later.

On this day, Lu Yi opened his eyes, with a ray of white aura in his eyes, the aura slowly disappeared, and Lu Yi breathed out slightly.

"Time is up."

Today is the big time.

Lu Yi went out and came to the lobby of the main house. In the lobby, Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi were already sitting at the table with breakfast on the table, but neither of them moved their chopsticks.

When Lu Yi entered, the two of them looked over, Lu Gaoyang's face was dignified: "Yi'er, today is the competition, how do you feel?"

Wang Siqi also looked at him. During this time, they didn't say anything about Dabi in front of Lu Yi.

But in fact, in the affairs hall outside, many deacons asked the two of them about Lu Yi's situation from time to time. After all, when he was preaching, Lu Yi was amazing and became famous in the outer sect in one fell swoop.

If Lu Yi didn't perform well this time, one can imagine how many criticisms there would be.

Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi didn't want to add pressure to Lu Yi.

Lu Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, old Lu, I feel fine."

During the past half month, Lu Yi didn't play every day, and his hard work every day has paid off, and his board has changed again.

【Character】: Lu Yi

【Cultivation base】: Qi training level seven

[Cultivation method]: "Bai Yun Yin Qi Jue" (lv8)

[Skills]: "Baiyun Swordsmanship" (lv8), "Baiyun Footwork" (lv8)

All the skills and spells have reached level lv8!

To be honest, Lu Yi himself didn't know how strong he was. After all, lv8's spells were too powerful. It was not easy for Lu Yi to try it in the small courtyard, for fear that the small courtyard would be demolished accidentally.

Anyway, Lu Yi felt that it would be no problem for him to compete in a big competition, but he hadn't forgotten that he still had a big competition task.

I don't know what will be rewarded if I get the first place?

Lu Yi is looking forward to it.

Seeing Lu Yi's confident face, Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi also felt relieved, Wang Siqi smiled and said, "I knew my Yi'er would be fine!"

Lu Gaoyang also showed a rare smile: "How do you say that? A tiger father has no dogs!"

Lu Yi glanced at Lu Gaoyang speechlessly. He had never seen such a brazen person who called himself the Tiger Father? shameless!

"Eat, eat! After breakfast, let's go to the Martial Arts Arena together!" Lu Gaoyang laughed.

Every year, the venue for the Outer Sect Grand Competition is Yanwutai.

As the biggest event of the outer sect, almost all the outer sect disciples will go to the martial arts stage during the big competition every year. Although not everyone will participate, they can go to watch and watch the powerful brothers and sisters compete. The same is true for the weak outer sect monks. There are also benefits.

Because the disciples are all there, the deacons and elders are free, and they basically go to join in the fun.

Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi are of course the same, not to mention that their son is going to participate in the big competition this year? They have to go and see.