My magical power has skills

Under the ring, the three Shangwus were already dumbfounded. They looked at Xu Yi walking down the ring blankly, and they didn't know how to greet him.

Although Xu Yi won all the way, the three people who witnessed the whole process had a feeling that they could do it too. It was as if Xu Yi had become a son of luck along the way, and his opponents would always encounter various accidents, causing Xu Yi to win inexplicably.

If this kind of heaven-defying luck were put on them, they could do it too.

However, after seeing this wonderful battle, their ideas were completely dispelled.

This time, Xu Yi's opponent Hu Li did not do anything weird. He was definitely a genuine top-level third-level cultivator. Moreover, those who could fight their way out of more than 2,000 outer disciples and advance to the top 16 could never be ordinary human-level third-level cultivators.

Whether it was the strength of the true qi or the mastery of martial arts, this senior brother Hu Li had reached the peak of this stage.

The three of them asked themselves, if they were in different places, they would not be able to take even one move from Hu Li.

However, Xu Yi fought with Hu Li for a quarter of an hour, and more importantly, he actually won, and won in a way that others could not doubt.

The impact of this contrast on them was too great, and it was difficult for them to accept it for a while.

On the ring, Hu Li stood up shakily.

Since Xu Yi did not pursue the victory, he had time to circulate his true energy to stabilize his injuries.

Looking at Xu Yi, he smiled bitterly and said, "Junior Brother Xu is very skilled and scheming."

Xu Yi clasped his fists and saluted, saying, "Junior Brother Hu, I'm grateful." After a pause, he said, "I hope that in the next outer sect competition, Senior Brother Hu can show his prowess and make further progress."

"Next time?" Hu Li laughed bitterly, "There will be no next time. This is my last time to participate in the outer sect competition. Alas, after ten years of cultivation, I still cannot break through the fourth level and enter the inner sect. This is also my fate."

Xu Yi was stunned, and then remembered that the other party was from Xinyou Group 8 and had been in the mountain for ten years.

According to the rules of the outer sect, if he cannot break through the fourth level and enter the inner sect in ten years, he will be persuaded to leave, or go to various places to serve as a manager.

And once he goes down the mountain and leaves this environment, it will be impossible to make further progress in cultivation.

After ten years of hard practice, today's wish is about to be shattered, how heavy is that mood.

Hu Li nodded to Xu Yi, then saluted to the referee Chang Lin, then turned to salute Qu Chen and Gong Hong, and finally walked down the ring slowly. His steps were staggering, and it was unknown whether it was because of his injury or because he was extremely depressed.

"Alas." Gong Hong sighed lightly, "It's a pity that this boy's talent and character are not good, otherwise he would have a chance to advance to the fourth level if he was given a middle-grade breakthrough pill."

Qu Chen smiled indifferently and did not respond.

He had seen many similar scenes as a steward of the outer sect over the years.

What is a middle-grade breakthrough pill? That is an extremely precious pill. Although he has a few quotas in his hand, it is impossible to take care of all the outer sect disciples.

Unless someone like Chen Guangming has unlimited potential, he can get his investment.

Cultivation, skills and hard work are certainly very important, but the outer sect disciples have all of them. What they lack most is actually connections and resources.

Xu Yi watched Hu Li leave the ring, and for some reason he felt heavy in his heart, but he would not be kind to this person whom he had never met before and give him the middle-grade realm-breaking pill just because of this fight.

Doing this is not being kind, but being an idiot.

Coming to the stage, seeing the strange and suspicious expressions on the faces of Shangwu and the other two, Xu Yi asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Shangwu stuttered and said: "Senior Brother Xu, you... actually won."

"Yes, didn't you see it?"

"But how did you win?"

"Just like that." Xu Yi looked puzzled. Isn't it said that bystanders see clearly? What did you see yourself down there?

Shangwu sighed for a long time, feeling discouraged.

He clearly remembered that more than half a month ago, in the battle with Xu Yi, although his true energy was inferior, he won easily in the end. He thought Xu Yi was just a miscellaneous art practitioner who was good at refining pills but not good at fighting.

However, although this type of practitioner is not good at fighting with others, no one dares to underestimate them.

Because no matter what kind of miscellaneous art, once it reaches the limit, there will definitely be a constant stream of people coming to ask for help. This kind of cultivator has a wide network of contacts and lives a much more comfortable life than ordinary cultivators.

However, in the second round of the outer sect competition, Xu Yi's performance exceeded his expectations.

Although Li Hong's fighting ability is not very good, Shangwu is also confident that he can win on the ring. However, Xu Yi's Qi cultivation has reached level two.

Level two of the human rank!

This made Shangwu feel deeply touched.

However, he still held a little confidence. Once he worked hard to practice, after being promoted to level two, would he be able to continue to beat Brother Xu?

However, this last hope was also shattered today, leaving no more.

When Xu Yi was at level two, he had already defeated Brother Hu Li, who was at the peak of level three. And for most cultivators, Hu Li is already the limit they can reach.

Level three and level four of the human rank are like a ravine that cannot be crossed, and only one or two percent of people can really wade through it.

At this time, Shangwu had completely understood.

Defeating Xu Yi that day was definitely the most glorious moment of his life.

The competition continued. After being promoted to the main competition, the specific time of the competition was no longer limited. In other words, as long as the two people on the ring had not decided the winner, the referee would not easily make a decision.

This was because there were only sixteen people in total, and even if the winner was decided, it would not take many matches, so there was no limit.

But the speed of the fight to decide the winner was not slow. It was only half an hour, and the eight people in the upper half had all come on stage, and four of the top eight were decided.

Several eyes looked at Xu Yi from a distance, and one of them had a sharp look.

That was Zhen Xuan, the yellow card disciple of Dingmao year. Although she was a woman, her strength was not weak at all. Not only was she also at the peak of the third level of human rank, but she was also Xu Yi's next opponent.

At this time, a friend beside her whispered: "Zhen Xuan, that boy's skills are strange. If I'm not mistaken, he should be using a top-level body technique."

Zhen Xuan's expression moved slightly. Top-level body techniques, that's really troublesome. However, even she, as a yellow card disciple, can't get access to top-level body techniques, how can that outer disciple learn it?

"Top-level body techniques are powerful, but they have a weakness."

"What?"

"The true energy consumed by top-level body techniques is far more than that of ordinary body techniques. He is only a second-level cultivator."

Zhen Xuan's eyes lit up instantly. She was already confident about how to fight next.