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Chapter 18 The battle begins, the battle ends!

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"How are you? Are you coming again?" Lu Qingyu had a smile on her lips and held a sword in one hand.

"Come!"

Hu Qibao wasn't shy about fighting, he knew he lacked fighting experience, but he had the confidence to break into the top ten with brute force.

But then again, being more stable is naturally better.

In this way, during the battle between the two, three days passed. With a long bell, the outer sect competition began!

The first stage is the preliminary round, which has the largest number of people (rookies), the most competitions, and is also the most boring. It can be regarded as an appetizer.

The schedule of the preliminary round is very simple. All participants are divided into ten groups and ten arenas are set up for two hours. After two hours, those who are still standing on the arena will be directly promoted to the top ten. Then in the afternoon, two pairs will face off. Until the winner is determined.

Completing all the preliminary stages in one day is completely incomparable to the treatment of the advanced stages.

Therefore, some disciples at the fifth and sixth levels of qi training will directly choose to participate in the high-level competition. Anyway, the difference between qi refining stages is not that big, and it is not impossible to leapfrog the level.

Soon, the grouping was completed. About a hundred participating disciples were divided into ten groups based on their cultivation level.

This kind of competition actually tests one's endurance and strategic ability. Although there are only about ten people in each group, it is still easy to overturn in a wheel battle.

It is not a skill to go up now, you have to be able to stand to the end to be considered a skill, and the most important thing is that everyone does not only have one chance to challenge!
Therefore, it is very important to grasp the timing, but Hu Qibao doesn't care much about it, he has already made complete preparations for it.

Rather, this competition system is extremely beneficial to him!

As the ancients said, if one is against ten, I have the advantage!
Therefore, Hu Qibao directly greeted Lu Qingyu and walked towards the ring amidst everyone's surprised eyes.

At first, everyone's eyes were a little solemn, but after seeing his cultivation level, they all showed understanding smiles. He was practicing at the third level of Qi. Even if this kind of cultivation level is placed in the first stage, there is no advantage. It is basically just to make up for the numbers.

Moreover, Hu Qibao and the others knew that Lu Qingyu's younger brother was an unsociable weirdo who was immersed in practicing every day. He didn't know any magic. He had only started for a year and had no foundation.

The only thing that deserves a little attention is the mysterious spell he learned before he started, but it's not a big problem.

Therefore, her worries were relieved. Only Lu Qingyu was still worried in the audience. She didn't know what Hu Qibao's trump card was, but facing a wheel battle with more than ten people, it was still too risky. After these three days, Judging from my understanding, strength is definitely not enough!
On the other side, Hu Qibao, who took in everyone's expressions, smiled nonchalantly and waved towards Lu Qingyu.

Lu Qingyu is different from him. The rewards of the preliminary stage and even the advanced stage are not attractive to her. The purpose of her participation is to experience herself, so there is no point in abusing food. She is participating in the advanced stage. .

Hu Qibao's appearance disrupted the atmosphere of the scene, and some of the small silver coins focused their attention on him. After all, the other arenas were empty at this time.

Of course, in addition to them, the eyes of some senior brothers who were less powerful and prepared to go through the process also lit up. Does this mean that they can go up and try their luck?
Sure enough, the next moment, a young senior brother wearing a green robe from the outer sect walked up with a smile on his face.

Hu Qibao narrowed his eyes slightly, not recognizing him, he was on the second level of Qi training.

After confirming the key information, Hu Qibao took out the Junzi Sword from the storage bag.

Seeing this, the young senior brother's face became even more confident, Mortal Weapon.
Shaking his head, he took out a magical sword. Although the fight hadn't started yet, it seemed as if he had already won: "Junior brother, senior brother has taken advantage."

Hu Qibao had no idea about this and just looked at the referee elder silently.

"start."

Seeing that both of them were ready, the referee calmly announced the start of the competition. However, when he looked at the Qingpao senior brother, he secretly sighed in his heart. There are such disciples in almost every competition. Once the magic weapon is ahead of the opponent, he cannot Avoid being proud, you are really young.

"when!"

"Brother, give in!" Sure enough, the result of the competition was just as the referee thought, and the winner was decided in an instant!

As soon as he raised his sword, it was knocked away by Hu Qibao, and then the blade was pinned to his neck, and then, and then the game ended.
Although the magic weapon can improve the immortal cultivator a lot, it is not yet at the level of a magic weapon, let alone a low-grade magic weapon. At this time, one's own strength is more important.

"next."

However, what surprised Hu Qibao and the referee elders was that Brother Qingpao did not retreat, but stiffened his neck and said to the referee elders: "Elder! It was just an accident, I am not ready yet! I apply for another fight! "

The elder frowned, a little unhappy. Although the rules were clear and the challenge could be repeated, generally speaking, no disciple would choose to fight back immediately.

Because under normal circumstances, you will definitely consume yourself after the fight, so if you can recover a little bit, you will have a better chance of winning. Otherwise, even if you barely win, you will not be able to stand up against the next opponent. The second is like this He lost too quickly, but his condition is still intact.

But in this case, most self-aware disciples would not think of fighting back immediately, but obviously, the Qingpao senior brother did not have this self-awareness.

However, although the elder referee was very unhappy, he had no choice but to look at Hu Qibao because of the rules.

"Do you need a break?"

"No, let's get started." Hu Qibao returned to his original position, holding a sword in one hand, with a cold light in his eyes. He hated trouble.

"Junior brother, I was not prepared just now. This time, you have to be careful!"

"Ah."

"start!"

"drink!"

This time, the moment the elder spoke, senior brother Qingpao waved Qingfeng in his hand, and a sword energy shot towards Hu Qibao.

However.
"ta~"

"Pfft!"

The ending was the same as before, Hu Qibao ducked down to avoid the sword energy, then stepped forward and pierced the Qingpao senior brother's right shoulder with a sword!
End the fight again.

"Pfft~"

"what!!"

"Senior brother, I accept." He pulled out the Gentleman's Sword and shook off the blood on it. Hu Qibao's tone remained as calm as before.

It's just that there is a bit more fierceness in the ordinary at this moment, which makes all the disciples in the audience put away their contempt. The cultivation base of the third level of Qi training is not enough to cause such a strong pressure on the second level of Qi training .

"next."

"Senior brother, little brother Ye Feng, please give me some advice." A fat disciple came up to the stage and saluted Hu Qibao.

Ye Feng, who is on the third level of Qi training, also started with Lu Qingyu, and is also a rich second generation. He is good at puppetry. He even has a broken Taoist weapon in his hand, and his strength is comparable to that of late Qi training monks!

The thief has money!
"Hu Qibao, please."

"Then junior brother will not be polite."

Ye Feng waved his fat hand, and several clods of earth flew out, growing in the wind and turning into four humanoid earth puppets holding swords, shields, halberds and bows.

(End of this chapter)