Immortal cultivator, omniscient person of information

Chapter 61: Senior brother, I will repay you with spiritual stones later.
The five people above the clouds are the Daozi and the Saint of Canglan Immortal Sect.

The fairy with a graceful figure and extremely beautiful appearance is called Ye Wanshuang.

That domineering man is called Huang Tianji.

The burly man's name was Wu Qingtian.

The handsome man holding a folding fan is called Chi Xiaoran.

The cute fairy who looks like a loli is named Shihan.

These five people are all unparalleled Taoists and possess extraordinary potential.

"I think the son of luck will come. Anyone with great luck can always seize the opportunity. The rewards of this competition are huge, so he has no reason not to come!" Huang Tianji said with a smile.

"I also think he will come!" Wu Qingtian nodded.

"Hey! Look, is that person him?" Ye Wanshuang looked through the clouds and suddenly pointed forward.

The place she was pointing to was Yang Daoxuan, who was tall and tall, walking slowly on the snow.

"It seems to be him. This guy is actually more handsome than the image left in the Canglan Immortal Mirror." Shihan stopped shaking his feet, took out his identity token, entered Yang Daoxuan's name, and an image was displayed. , after the comparison, her watery eyes couldn't help but light up.

"What? Junior sister is tempted?" Ye Wanshuang teased.

"No, no, no, I prefer muscular men!" Shi Huan chuckled.

"Isn't that me?" Wu Qingtian looked sideways.

"No, no, no, you're a bit ugly!" Shi Huan said bluntly with a smile.

"It seems that junior sister likes those who are fierce and handsome. From this point of view, I have a good chance!" Chi Xiaoran said.

"You? I guess it's quite embarrassing!" Shi Huan glanced at him sideways.

While the five people were chatting, Yang Daoxuan had already walked in, and like other disciples, he was floating in the air and sitting cross-legged in the void.

Dangdangdang!

Soon after, a close chime sounded, and then suddenly stopped.

There was a flash of light in the sky, and then two immortal-style combined elders flew over.

The two stood in the void, and one of the elders said loudly: "The sect competition is held every ten years, and the rewards are generous. One is to encourage the disciples to practice hard, and the other is to select outstanding disciples for key training. During the competition , I hope you can go all out and don't be afraid of getting hurt. After the game, we will immediately use healing powers to heal your injuries. This competition is divided into thirty stages, and the two sides will be led by Canglan Xianjing and others. Random matching, if anyone who is unwilling to participate does not appear on the stage within ten breaths, it will be deemed as surrendering."

"The first place in this competition can get a Tao-level skill or great magical power, the top ten can each get a top-level skill or skill, and the top [-] can each get a low-grade treasure."

"I will announce the start of the competition and ask Patriarch Canglan Jing to match up!"

The elder who spoke was holding a simple bronze mirror. This bronze mirror was an imitation of the Canglan Immortal Mirror and had a certain connection with the real Canglan Immortal Mirror.

As soon as he finished speaking, names appeared in the mirror.

"Han Yu, Liu Lin, stage one. Lin Hua, Huang Hao, stage two."

The disciples who heard the name started to move.

The inner gate square is very spacious. Once the formation on the ground is activated, thirty arenas reinforced with formations suddenly bulge against the thick white snow.

A group of inner disciples came on stage according to their names, saluted each other and quickly started fighting.

Yang Daoxuan observed for a while and found that the disciples who came to the stage to compete quickly determined the winner.

Disciples with equal strength will fight longer, while disciples with a large gap in strength will often give up after a few moves, and some can even decide the winner with just one move.

The game progressed much faster than he imagined.

With the sound of "bang bang bang".

The number of disciples competing in the ring changed one after another.

……

"Look, that's Liu Tianchi, Senior Brother Liu, he is at the peak of his foundation building strength and is a strong contender for the first place in this competition."

The whispers of the two disciples caught Yang Daoxuan's attention. He turned to look at Arena No. [-] and saw a young man with a smile and extraordinary temperament.His opponent was a young man with fear in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Liu, please give me some advice!" Despite his fear, the spiritual power exuded by the young man opposite him belonged to the late stage of foundation building, and his fighting will continued to increase.

I saw his body rising into the air and punching forward.

A cold wind spread rapidly, and the water vapor in the air quickly condensed into ice flowers. Some disciples with lower strength felt the chill and could not help but shudder and instinctively retreated some distance.

Yang Daoxuan could tell at a glance that the young man was using the top technique - Ice Fist.

boom!
Liu Tianchi was in the center of the fist and refused to retreat. He glanced at it and raised his hand to block the opponent's fist.

The white cold air on the opponent's fist coiled like a snake and quickly spread to Liu Tianchi's arm.

Ka Ka Ka Ka!

The cold air was so strong that it instantly froze Liu Tianchi's arm.

The young man opposite saw this and was overjoyed.

He shouted low and pushed the Ice Fist to the extreme. More cold energy grew from his fist and spread towards Liu Tianchi at a faster speed, seeming to freeze his entire body.

Liu Tianchi saw the joy in the other person's eyes and smiled slightly.

A burst of yellow light suddenly erupted from his frozen palm, and a powerful burst of palm power not only shattered the ice on his body, but also knocked the opponent away.

"With this power, his palm technique is a great magical power?" Yang Daoxuan's expression changed.

The young man who was knocked away quickly stood up. Just as he was about to perform his exercises, he felt a pain in his chest, his face suddenly turned red, and the tightness in his chest dissipated after two breaths.

He raised his eyes to look at Liu Tianchi again, his expression changed, he clenched and released his fists, and finally clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for keeping your hand!"

"Yeah!" Liu Tianchi nodded.

"Is this a victory? The opponent is the cold-faced Ice God Luo Han, and he can't even block it with a palm?" Although everyone could guess the outcome of this battle, it was too fast, and they were surprised.

"Senior Brother Liu's Hunyuan Palm is a great magical power, and he has practiced it to the point of proficiency. How can it be resisted by Luo Huan's Ice Fist?" A disciple laughed.

"Look, Senior Brother Tang Long is on the stage. He is also a strong contender for the first place in this competition. An elder once said that he even has a greater chance than Senior Brother Liu." Just after the whispers passed, another burst of cheers broke out. .

"I heard that Senior Brother Tang Long once killed a green water beast alone. It was a third-level monster equivalent to the Golden Core Realm. It's incredible!" A disciple said calmly.

"With a cultivation level at the peak of Foundation Establishment, hunting monsters comparable to the Golden Core Realm is something that only monsters like this can do!" Some disciples sighed.

"Senior Brother Tang Long is a confidant of Dao Zi Huang Dao. He must have a powerful magic weapon in his hands. It is not surprising that he can kill monsters in the Golden Core Realm!" Some disciples obviously know some inside information.

"Zang Dao's cronies?" Yang Daoxuan followed everyone's gaze and saw a young man on the No. [-] ring with a body as straight as a sword and eyes as cold as ice.

"Tang Long?" He looked at Tang Long and took note of it.

"Senior Brother, I'm offended!" The disciple opposite Tang Long clasped his fists and was about to take action when he saw a shadow flash past. There was a bang and he felt a pain in his chest. He flew up and hit the ring hard. outside.

He looked up again and saw a man with cold eyes appearing on the ring where he was standing.

Looking at the cold gaze cast by Tang Long, the young man's face turned green and red. He had been preparing for the competition for a long time, but he was defeated without even making a single move. This huge gap made his chest feel tight and smoldering. He couldn't breathe and actually fainted.

"Senior Brother Tang Long is so powerful! Like Senior Brother Liu, he defeated a late-stage Foundation Establishment master with just one move!"

"Shadow Step? The speed is pretty good!" Yang Daoxuan caught his movement trajectory and nodded slightly.

Two powerful people appeared in succession, which aroused a strong interest in him.

As one disciple after another continued to compete on stage, Yang Daoxuan watched all the way and found that although there were many outstanding people, they were not as dazzling as Liu Tianchi and Tang Long.

"No. [-] Arena, Yang Daoxuan, Kashiwagi!"

"Is it finally my turn?" Yang Daoxuan smiled slightly, his figure was like lightning, and he flew onto the stage. A handsome young man stood opposite him.

"Early stage of foundation building? My luck is pretty good!"

Seeing Yang Daoxuan's confident and calm look, the young man smiled bitterly and immediately said: "Senior brother, I just broke through the foundation building the day before yesterday. Not long after I became an inner disciple, my realm has not yet been stabilized. My Taoist companion is watching from the side. Wait, can you let me go through thirty moves and lose more decently, and I will be rewarded with spiritual stones afterwards!"

(End of this chapter)