My Immortal Cultivation Game Life

Not only Lu Yi was dumbfounded, but even the disciples watching below were full of black lines. All the male disciples gritted their teeth looking at Lu Yi, full of envy and hatred.

hateful! Is it amazing to be handsome and talented? !

Why did someone even invite you to the Grand Competition? !

Even the deacon who was the referee was a little confused, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then he coughed dryly: "During the competition, don't talk about irrelevant things!"

Gu Mingxi's pretty face flushed, and she nodded again and again: "Oh..."

"Let's start the competition!" The deacon felt a little tired.

Gu Mingxi nodded repeatedly, looked at Lu Yi and said, "Junior brother, please advise!"

"Don't dare, senior sister, give me more advice!" Lu Yi also felt tired, because being handsome is indeed quite distressing sometimes.

But it wasn't his fault either.

Gu Mingxi also practiced swordsmanship. Holding a long sword, he rushed towards Lu Yi like a butterfly.

Lu Yi was expressionless, and compared in his heart, he found that Gu Mingxi's strength was a little worse than that of Lu Ling and Wang Wulian, and he should not be too strong in the ninth level of Qi training.

As long as Lu Yi is willing, he can end the game with one move, but Lu Yi can't bear to think that this senior sister is so discerning.

Moreover, he has to prepare for the next top ten challenge. After the top ten are selected, it is different from the previous preliminaries. If the following disciples are not convinced, they can choose to challenge the top ten disciples. He still wants to come Several people challenge him, and he can get rewards for sparring.

Still take it easy.

With the long sword in Lu Yi's hand, he greeted him with cloud energy.

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In the air, Lonely Fang and a group of elders all looked down at the competition below, focusing mainly on Lu Yi's arena.

Dugu Fang smiled and said, "This is the first time I've seen Lu Yi draw a sword, right?"

Qi Feiyu said with a smile: "Yes, sword energy turns into clouds, it is true as rumored, Lu Yi's Baiyun swordsmanship has reached the realm of returning to the truth."

An elder next to him touched his white beard slightly, and saw that Lu Yi was suppressing Gu Mingxi on the ring, and nodded: "The swordsmanship in the Guizhen Realm does have merits, and the cultivation base of the seventh level of Qi training can actually suppress it." Gu Mingxi, who is on the ninth floor of Qi training, is truly extraordinary in strength."

"That's true. Lu Yi is only sixteen years old. He has cultivated Baiyun swordsmanship to the realm of returning to the true state. His comprehension is quite extraordinary and his future potential is quite strong. Maybe he can become a pillar of our Baiyun sect."

"And this little guy's parents are both members of our Baiyun Sect, this is the best thing."

"Yes, there is no need to worry about being spies from other sects."

Dugu Fang looked at the battle below, his expression gradually became strange, and he said with a smile: "Little Lu Yi...keep your hands."

All the elders were taken aback by these words. They watched the battle on the ring carefully, a little confused.

"Great Elder... Tell me, Lu Yi is still keeping his hand?" Qi Feiyu couldn't believe it.

"Yeah, the seventh level of qi training can suppress the ninth level of qi training, which is already quite strong, so you should keep it?"

"Why didn't the old man see that this kid kept his hand?"

Several elders were startled and a little puzzled.

Dugu Fang smiled inscrutablely: "Gu Mingxi may not be able to force the real strength of this little guy Lu Yi. The footwork he cultivated is Baiyun footwork, and he may have reached the realm of returning to the truth."

"What?!" Everyone was shocked and looked at Lu Yi in disbelief.

"Elder, is this true?!"

"Both techniques have been cultivated to the state of returning to the true state? This comprehension... is much stronger than the old man imagined."

Seeing the shock of so many elders, Dugu Fang smiled lightly: "The old man also practiced Baiyun footwork when he was young, and he has studied Baiyun footwork quite well. Although this little guy is very clumsy, how can he hide it from the old man's eyes?"

When the elders heard this, they no longer had any doubts. They looked at Lu Yi with even more surprise, and their eyes flickered.

At the age of sixteen, both kinds of techniques have reached the realm of returning to the truth... No, maybe his level of comprehension is not low?

Such a genius is extremely rare in the entire Baiyun Sect.

It is enough to make them, the elders of the outer sect and the great monks of the Jindan realm, pay more attention.

An elder chuckled and said, "This little guy Lu Yi is young and romantic. Gu Mingxi expressed his affection for him before. Does this little guy know how to be sympathetic?"

These words made many elders laugh, who has never been young?

Instead, they thought, young people, it's normal to like beauties, they have lived for hundreds of years, who doesn't have a few beautiful juniors, maybe they can introduce them to Lu Yi.

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The battle on the arena lasted for a while. Lu Yi saw that Gu Mingxi's aura was starting to weaken, which was a sign of a lot of spiritual energy consumption. He saw that the time was almost up, so he started to move his footwork. On Gu Mingxi's long sword.

Clang!

Gu Mingxi's long sword was trembling, Lu Yi took the opportunity to put the long sword across Gu Mingxi's neck.

Gu Mingxi gasped again and again, his chest heaved and heaved, sweat appeared on his forehead, and he looked at Lu Yi shyly.

Lu Yi was speechless... What happened to this guy's eyes? You won't make him responsible, will you?

He hastily withdrew his long sword and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Gu, I have accepted it."

"Junior Brother is really good, Senior Sister lost." Gu Mingxi said.

Seeing that Gu Mingxi seemed to want to say something, the deacon beside him sensed that something was wrong, and quickly said: "Since the competition is over, let's go down."

Lu Yi smiled at Gu Mingxi, and quickly jumped down.

Seeing Lu Yi and Wang Wulian standing together, Gu Mingxi was a bit thin-skinned, and he didn't dare to move closer, so he walked aside.

After Gu Mingxi, the competition continued.

A total of 320 disciples participated in the ranking competition, and each ring had 32 students. After the first round, 16 people advanced, and those who advanced began to compete in the second round until the last two competed for the first place in the ring.

In the second round, Lu Yi met a monk who practiced Qi at the eighth level. This monk immediately gave up, and Lu Yi was also happy and relaxed.

In the third round, Lu Yi met a senior brother who practiced Qi at the ninth level. His strength was about the same as that of Gu Mingxi. Dobby tried for a while before ending the battle and obtained a perfect Qi Condensation Pill.

In the fourth round, Lu Yi's opponent was also a senior brother who practiced Qi at the ninth level. Lu Yi also obtained a perfect Qi Condensation Pill as before.

The fifth round is the last round, the fight for the top ten.

"The last round begins. Lu Yi and Mo Lingxi, go to the ring." The deacon's indifferent voice sounded.

Mo Lingxi moved and appeared on the ring in an instant. He looked at Lu Yi who was in the audience with sharp eyes: "Junior Brother Lu Yi, come up and fight! Let me see if you can enter the top ten as you said." !"

Lu Yi also jumped onto the ring, and said with a cheerful smile, "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely be in the top ten."

Two Perfect Qi Condensation Pills, plus the previous ones, it is still possible to get five Perfect Qi Condensation Pills in this round of competition.

When Mo Lingxi heard Lu Yi's words, a look of anger appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "Okay, okay, if that's the case, then let me see your strength!"

The disciples below, the elders and deacons in the sky were all overjoyed seeing this, and looked at the two curiously, wanting to see which of the two disciples was stronger.