The Path to Immortality

The black and white spiritual light lit up, rotating alternately and supporting a powerful shield.

After a subtle and crisp clanging sound, the Yinsha flying needle forcibly penetrated the protection of the Liangyi Lingpei, and almost shot through the magic shield that Fang Ping had supported before the battle.

But this was also its limit.

A spent crossbow cannot penetrate the Lu silk.

After all, this flying needle failed to break through two defenses in a row, not to mention that Fang Ping also had the protection of the spirit snake robe.

"Blocked? How is it possible!?"

The flying needle, which was regarded as a killer, failed in its first attack.

This failure dealt a huge blow to Sun Sixiang.

Even the foundation-building cultivator who was careless and looked like he was watching a fight between children could not help but nod slightly when he saw this scene, and was satisfied with Fang Ping's response.

The strongest attack of similar flying needles lies in the unexpected sneak attack.

Once the first attack fails, it is difficult to pose a threat to the enemy.

At this time, under Fang Ping's counterattack, the Tianyang Sword slowly suppressed Sun Sixiang's flying sword.

The threat of the scorching sun fire to Sun Sixiang was also increasing.

Feeling the little mana left in his body, Sun Sixiang's face turned pale, and before being knocked off the ring by Fang Ping, he chose to admit defeat.

"Fourth round, Fang Ping wins!"

The foundation-building cultivator announced the winner in a clear voice.

The outer disciples watching the fight under the ring immediately started to discuss.

Many cultivators who originally thought that it was just a battle between two fourth-level Qi training cultivators and that most of them were unremarkable did not expect that the process of this battle was more exciting than they expected, and they were quite surprised.

"It's worthy of being the second day of the competition. It's much stronger than yesterday."

"Brother Fang is very strong. He manipulated the spiritual fire skillfully and gracefully, making it impossible for Brother Sun to dodge."

"Don't understand? That's not some spiritual fire, but real fire!"

"It's a pity for Brother Sun. His strength is actually not weak, but he met a stronger one."

"Guess, can the disciple named Fang Ping enter the top 50 of the vice list?"

"Top 50? I think there is hope!"

"I also think there is hope for ranking. The only pity is that his realm is a bit low. If he can reach the fifth level of Qi training, even if it is a better ranking, it is not impossible to fight for it."

Zhou Yang, who came to cheer Fang Ping early in the morning, also saw the whole process of the battle just now.

When he saw Sun Sixiang release the Yin Sha Flying Needle and there was a possibility of a surprise victory, Zhou Yang couldn't help but sweat for Fang Ping.

I didn't expect that even this kind of hidden Yin-Yan method was blocked by Brother Fang, which made Zhou Yang look at Fang Ping with new eyes.

At the same time, he also felt unfamiliar with this friend who had joined the mountain gate with him.

It had only been a short time, but the other party's strength had already improved to this level.

Thinking that he was still far away from the fourth level of Qi training, he couldn't help but feel a little more anxious, and lost a little of the high spirits when he was sure that he could keep his qualification as an outer disciple when he was just promoted.

But thinking about it, he just bet two spirit stones, and Zhou Yang's mood turned from cloudy to sunny, and he walked towards the betting happily.

"If I had known that Fang Ping was so strong, I should have bet a few more spirit stones."

………

Come down from the ring and separate the crowd.

After casually dealing with a few disciples who were watching the game, Fang Ping came to a betting in the corner of the preaching platform.

Although gamblers must die, this kind of fair ring competition, with inner door foundation building cultivators sitting in charge, and he personally participated, there is no possibility of the dealer cheating.

It's a waste not to take the spirit stones picked up for free!

Because he was a participant, he could only choose to bet on himself to win. At this moment, he easily earned more than ten spirit stones, including the principal and interest.

That is, the odds were not big, and people would not dare to accept more bets. Otherwise, Fang Ping would not mind betting one or two hundred spirit stones and making a lot of money.

With the pocket money he earned, Fang Ping walked around the arena and came to the top arenas again.

This time, he finally saw Liu Wuchen.

This opponent, one of the three outer sect heroes, met none other than Dong Xiangtian, who was at the sixth level of Qi training.

If it were anyone else, Dong Xiangtian, who was a physical cultivator with good strength, would have wanted to give it a try.

But he knew that Liu Wuchen in front of him might have made the demon pill of the black scale dragon into a fine-quality magic weapon.

Even though Liu Wuchen had not used it in battle so far, Dong Xiangtian naturally would not think that the top-grade magic weapon was really just a decoration.

Even if he tried his best and forced out this trump card, he would still lose in the end.

Instead, it would ruin Liu Wuchen's good fortune, and Ji Hongling and Miao Youfang would get something for nothing.

In desperation, this physical cultivator with excellent strength but bad luck finally fought symbolically, and then took the initiative to admit defeat on the grounds that his previous injuries had not healed.

After this battle, Liu Wuchen successfully advanced to the top eight of the first list.

He only needs to win one more game to enter the top four and compete with other opponents for the foundation-building pill!

"Brother Dong, what a pity!"

Fang Ping shook his head secretly. If he had changed his opponent, he might have rushed into the top eight of the first list.

………

The fifth round of the vice list!

Fang Ping met a cultivator of the fifth level of Qi training.

In fact, he had considered whether to stop and admit defeat in the fifth round, but he was worried that if the opponent was too weak, the performance would be a bit fake, and it would be bad if people saw it.

Now he actually met a senior brother of the fifth level of Qi training, and his strength was quite strong, which was simply a godsend!

So, Fang Ping pretended to want to win very much, and "tried his best" to activate the magic weapon, and fought fiercely with the fifth-level Qi training cultivator who had been practicing for more than ten years.

After a back-and-forth battle, Fang Ping pretended to be weak and was defeated by the opponent after most of his magic power was consumed.

In the end, unfortunately, he stopped at the top of the secondary list.

On the contrary, the fifth-level Qi training cultivator who defeated Fang Ping was able to successfully enter the top 50.

However, even so, the fifth-level Qi training cultivator was not very proud, but rather respected the strength shown by Fang Ping.

As an opponent, he knew Fang Ping's strength best.

That is, he could only gain a little advantage by suppressing his realm. If the opponent had practiced for two more years, I am afraid that he would lose today.

Many disciples who watched the game also felt very sorry for Fang Ping's defeat.

They all felt that Fang Ping was unlucky, otherwise, even if he met a weaker opponent who had just entered the fifth level of Qi training, he might have a chance to win.

………

After the competition for this competition ended in advance.

"Follow Brother Liu's advice, don't get too good a ranking. I didn't even make it to the vice list, so it should be safe enough."

"Even if the sect needs to let some outer disciples who have received benefits take the lead, they won't be so crazy as to send away the disciples who are not on the list, right?"

After all, it's just a spiritual stone mine that has dried up, and it's not that the sect is going to be ruined. Life still has to go on!

Muttering silently, Fang Ping, who was very relaxed in his heart, slowly came to the first list arena.

He wanted to cheer for Liu Wuchen, not only to see the exciting competition of the three outer sect heroes with his own eyes, but also to show his face and leave a good impression on this senior brother Liu.

In the key game, he came to help cheer, and Liu Wuchen might not care.

But if others came, he would be remembered if he didn't come, so he might be remembered.