Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The monks in charge of registering have seen all kinds of weird combinations. This is the first time he has seen such a team like Zhang Yifeng.

If the last Chen Chao is replaced, this team is indeed qualified to compete for the top three spots.

Just with such a burden, what on earth do these two people think? Anyone who finds a monk above the sixth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm is a perfect dark horse.

There are so many low-level monks in Mingyue Sect, can it be that these two guys can't even find one with a higher level of cultivation?

With a suspicious look on his face, the monk in charge handed the identity tokens into the hands of the three of them.

The strange look from the monk in charge made Chen Chao blush with embarrassment. He did not expect that Zhang Yifeng had already broken through to such an extent after not seeing him for three days.

It seems that it won't be long before Zhang Yifeng can break through to the True Immortal Realm and has a high chance of becoming an elder of Mingyue Sect.

On the other hand, Chen Chao himself would need to work hard for several months, or even a year, if he wanted to break through to Zhang Yifeng's current level of cultivation.

Sometimes, hard study and practice are really not as good as a talented monk.

Chen Chao's expression inevitably turned sad as he thought about it.

Wang Meng on the side understood Chen Chao's current situation very well, because he was also a monk with insufficient talent, and he had reached his current state through diligent study and hard training.

Of course, this is also related to his own personality. He has rarely used the immortal stones handed out by the sect, and most of them were given to the new disciples.

Zhang Yifeng didn't know that the fairy stone Wang Meng gave him that day was the one Wang Meng himself had just received.

Noticing that Chen Chao's expression was a little disappointed, Zhang Yifeng patted him on the shoulder.

"Senior brother, don't be discouraged, we haven't started fighting yet."

Chen Chao raised his head and looked at Zhang Yifeng, who had a sunny face. He was immediately inspired. He clenched his fists and nodded and said, "I understand. I will definitely give my best in the sect competition!"

In order to catch up with the grand Asahi event in Asahi City, Mingyue Sect simply held the sect competition in the afternoon.

At the same time, the competition will not end until the final winner appears.

Time passed quickly, and Zhang Yifeng noticed that from the morning to now, only more than 20 teams had signed up, and several of them chose to give up midway.

It seemed that he had observed the teams present, and in the end he didn't want to do useless work, so he simply gave up his spot.

Just like that, when the monk in charge of registration blew a loud whistle, the list of teams for the sect competition was finalized.

In addition to the monks who came to watch, Zhang Yifeng noticed that besides his own side, there were still nineteen teams left on the field.

The monk in charge also calculated the quota for the team and did not continue to ask other teams to sign up.

On the high platform nearby, Mingyue Sect Leader and eight elders had already been sitting in the stands, ready to watch the competition between the sect disciples.

The battle in True Wonderland is not held in the square, as if to keep it secret.

According to the instructions of the monk in charge, a person from each of the twenty teams came to him and took out the battle lottery.

Zhang Yifeng was sent by Chen Chao. After the twenty people drew lots, they stood in front of the monk in charge and displayed the lots in front of everyone.

Zhang Yifeng's group drew number 10. According to the rules, they had to play against the previous number 9.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes wandered, and he finally locked on the team that drew the ninth pick.

He had some impressions of this team. There was a monk on the seventh level of the Earthly Immortal Realm in the team, and the other two were on the sixth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm. They didn't pose much of a threat to them.

The battle started with lottery number one. Among the two teams with lottery number one and number two, none of them were monks from the ninth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Therefore, Zhang Yifeng didn't have much interest in paying attention to this battle. Among the twenty teams, only five teams had monks from the ninth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Zhang Yifeng's team accounts for one, and the others are No. 12, No. 15, No. 5 and No. 6.

Among the five teams, only No. 5 and No. 6 are stronger, and Zhang Yifeng is the most interested in this competition.

It just so happened that Zhang Yifeng could see what it was like when monks from the immortal world fought against each other.

From Wang Meng's words, Zhang Yifeng also learned that the ninth-level monks in the Earthly Immortal Realm in these four teams were all local monks in the Immortal Realm and had not come up from the lower realm.

Zhang Yifeng's sense of the local monks in the fairy world is not very good, and he has no experience in fighting. Zhang Yifeng has no experience in fighting at all.

The first battle ended quickly. Team No. 2 had a slight victory, but the three members of the team were each injured and could not go too far.

Zhang Yifeng also had no intention of watching the battle between No. 3 and No. 4. After lowering his head and thinking for a while, the battle between the two teams was over.

The result was almost the same as the previous team, and the strength of the two sides was almost the same. In the end, the No. 3 team was seized by the No. 4 team and defeated the opponent at the cost of a serious injury to one of its players.

Next is the battle that Zhang Yifeng is most concerned about. Both sides have immortals from the ninth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm sitting in charge.

The ninth-level Immortal of the Earthly Immortal Realm in Team No. 5 is a tall and thin young man with a haggard face.

The Ninth Level Immortal of Team No. 6 is a muscular man who looks like a powerful Immortal at first glance.

After taking a closer look, Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly and said, "Team No. 5 won."

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng had already announced the result before the competition started, both Wang Meng and Chen Chao looked at Zhang Yifeng in surprise.

Looking at the puzzled eyes of the two people, Zhang Yifeng began to answer questions for them.

"Two senior brothers, who do you think has a greater chance of winning in this fight?"

"I think it's Team No. 6. That person looks like a body-refining immortal at first glance. As long as he seizes a chance and knocks down the young man, Team No. 5 will no longer be able to fight."

Wang Meng expressed his opinion. In fact, this was also the thought of most people present.

The young man's steps were weak and weak, and his body was extremely thin. At first glance, he was no match for the strong man.

Chen Chao did not express an opinion, but nodded in agreement.

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It doesn't look like this to me. I can tell at a glance that the weakness at the young man's feet is fake. I think this young man must be hiding his strength."

"As for that strong man, he is not a body-refining immortal. Once the competition begins, the two senior brothers will understand what I mean."

Some of these things are too troublesome to explain, but as a body-refining cultivator, Zhang Yifeng, how could he not be able to tell whether there are traces of body-refining on a person's body.

"Then let's wait and see. We can also see the strength of other teams."