My Immortal Cultivation Game Life

Dugu Fang said: "The next step is to enter the preliminary selection stage. As before, two-two battles, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated."

While speaking, Dugu Fang waved his hand casually, densely packed small stone plaques suddenly appeared in the air, these stone plaques turned into streams of light, and landed in front of every disciple of the outer sect on the square.

Lu Yi took the stone plaque floating in front of him, glanced at it, and it was engraved: 101-25.

Lu Yi still has a little understanding of this. Although he has never participated in the outer sect competition, he has seen it several times.

The front of this number is the ring number, and the back is the number of the competition. Together, it is the 101st ring, the 25th round.

This martial arts arena is extremely huge, with a total of 320 rings, and ring 101 is considered to be near the front.

At this time, Wang Wulian looked at his own stone tablet and said, "I'm in the ring 28. How about you?"

Lu Ling smiled slightly: "I am No. 211."

Wang Xinqi said, "I am number 7."

The three looked at Lu Yi, who smiled, "No. 101."

Immediately, the three of Wang Wulian breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Xinqi smiled and said, "It's a good thing we're not in the same arena as Junior Brother Lu, otherwise we'd be out of luck."

"That's right, with Junior Brother Lu Yi's strength, in a ring, if you're unlucky, you might be eliminated in the first few rounds." Wang Wulian nodded approvingly.

Lu Yi said with a smile: "A few seniors have won the prize, and the juniors are not that strong."

The three of them rolled their eyes, they didn't believe Lu Yi's nonsense, didn't they know whether this guy was strong or not?

Just as they were communicating, Dugu Fang's voice sounded again: "Okay, next, all the participating disciples go to the ring area where they are, and the referees are in place."

As soon as Dugu Fang finished speaking, in the sky, deacons landed on the ring one after another. They are the referees of this outer sect competition.

Lu Yi smiled at Wang Wulian and the others: "Three brothers, I wish you success."

The three looked at each other and nodded.

Lu Ling smiled and said, "Borrow the auspicious words from my junior brother! With my junior brother's words, I'm sure I can win the group arena."

Wang Wulian grinned and laughed loudly: "I'll go first!"

Wang Xinqi was a little nervous, and said with a smile: "Then I will go too."

The four separated, and Lu Yi walked towards the No. 101 ring.

Soon, he found ring 101, and there were already hundreds of people standing under the ring, all of them were outside disciples of this ring competition.

These disciples had relaxed expressions at first, but after seeing Lu Yi, the expressions on their faces froze.

"Lu, brother Lu?!"

"Fuck, why am I so unlucky?! To be in the same ring as Senior Brother Lu?!"

"Ahhh!! I still want to enter the top 1000! I hope I don't meet Junior Brother Lu in the first few rounds..."

The faces of the outer disciples were full of despair.

Lu Yi expressed his innocence, and he could not choose any arena.

The deacon on the ring was named Feng Tian, ​​an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, he naturally recognized Lu Yi, who had a great reputation in the outer sect these days, and couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

I have to say that this kid Lu Yi is really good-looking, and he should be very pleasing to the little girl, but I don't know if his strength is really as strong as the rumors?

You'll find out later.

As each of the outer disciples found their own arena, Dugu Fang on the central arena said, "It's time to start."

After finishing speaking, Dugu Fang raised his hands behind his back, soared into the sky, and stood together with other elders in the sky.

A black-haired middle-aged man smiled slightly: "The Great Elder has worked hard."

Lonely Fang looked at the ring below, and said indifferently: "The Outer Sect is the place where our Baiyun Sect cultivates elites, and the Outer Sect Grand Competition is the most important thing. As the Great Elder of the Outer Sect, this is what I should do. How hard is it?"

"Great Elder Gao Yi!"

"I should also learn from the Great Elder."

All the elders spoke one after another.

Lonely Fang sighed: "Unfortunately, the number of people who can pass the audition this year has not increased much. It seems that it is difficult to find outstanding talents..."

Hearing this, Qi Feiyu, the elder of the affairs hall, said with a smile: "Great elder, what you said is not right. You have been retreating in seclusion this month, but you don't know. Recently, a genius has appeared in our outer sect."

Hearing this, Dugu Fang was taken aback, looked at Qi Feiyu, and asked curiously: "Oh? What kind of genius?"

"Presumably other elders should understand it? Lu Yi from Bailing Peak has practiced Baiyun swordsmanship to the point of returning to the original." Qi Feiyu laughed.

"Lu Yi? The old man has heard of this kid's name recently, and I heard that he has a good understanding."

"Yeah, I heard that Lin Feng went out to the sect some time ago and asked Liu Ningshuang and Liu Zhenchuan to preach on his behalf. Liu Zhenchuan is very optimistic about Lu Yi."

"In my opinion, with this level of comprehension, it may not be impossible to become a core disciple in the future."

Many elders talked to each other, discussing Lu Yi.

Hearing everyone's discussion, Lonely Fang's eyes brightened slightly, and he said, "Have you understood Baiyun swordsmanship to the state of returning to the original? This comprehension is indeed extraordinary. Those of our Baiyun sect who can understand the art of the sword to the state of returning to the true state will have good achievements. Still got Liu Zhenchuan's favor? Maybe there is hope to break through to Nascent Soul?"

Dugu Fang became happier as he talked, and asked, "How old is this Lu Yi?"

"This..." Everyone looked at each other, they were all elders, how could they ask people this?

At this time, Qi Feiyu smiled slightly, and said, "Lu Yi's parents are the deacons of our Baiyun Sect, and they work in my affairs hall. I know that the child is only sixteen years old. I heard that he broke through to the seventh level of Qi training a while ago. .”

"Only sixteen years old? Good!" Dugu Fang smiled: "Which ring is Lu Yi in?"

Qi Feiyu has been paying attention to Lu Yi since the beginning. Hearing what Dugu Fang said, he pointed directly: "It's in ring 101."

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As Dugu Fang announced the competition, Feng Tian, ​​who was standing on the ring, said, "Okay, number one is on stage."

Immediately, two monks with the number one engraved on the stone plaques jumped onto the ring.

Lu Yi glanced at it. The two monks were both at the sixth level of Qi training. In fact, after passing the audition, the number of monks at the sixth level of Qi training was the largest, followed by the fifth level of Qi training and the seventh level of Qi training.

At the level of the eighth level of Qi training, there are not many outside sects in the entire Baiyun Sect, only more than a thousand people, and even fewer at the ninth level of Qi training, and as for the tenth level of Qi training, there are less than ten people.

The two disciples on the sixth level of qi training saluted each other, and then began to fight. Lu Yi was very interested in watching it at first, but soon became bored. One didn't even reach the small Chengdu, Lu Yi looked at those moves full of flaws, and he was about to commit embarrassment.

With such a technique, he can kill randomly with his eyes closed...

After the two rookies pecked at each other for a while, the disciple who had completed the trick was even better and won the victory.

One match ended, and the second match soon began. Round after round of competition passed, Lu Yi almost fell asleep waiting.

Thinking of having to compete in this arena for several rounds, Lu Yi put on a mask of pain.