The cannon fodder female partner becomes a god by practicing involution

Chapter 32 Another victory
On Arena No. 81, the sixth battle has just begun.

Yao Molian's opponent was at the seventh level of Qi refining like her and had four spiritual roots.

In the same realm, the Leilinggen monk had few opponents. In less than three rounds, the girl with four spiritual roots was defeated, and Yao Molian won the victory.

After walking off the ring, she immediately came to her friends who were watching the battle.

"Qingluo, how is the situation over there?"

"Everything goes well, just waiting for the second round of fighting to begin."

The two chatted for a while, mostly watching the battle, and occasionally learned some combat skills.

After about six sticks of incense, the first round of fighting was over.

Some of those who failed left dejectedly, while others chose to stay and continue to watch the battle.

Not long after, the lottery magic weapon, the psychic stone, lit up again, and Shen Qingluo saw his own lottery number at a glance.

No. 9999 vs. No. 4781, Arena No. 10, second batch.

Yao Molian also quickly found his own battle information.

No. 3666 versus No. 6547, Arena No. 81, the eleventh batch.

In the second round of fighting, there are two hundred arenas, some with twelve batches, and some with thirteen batches.

Yao Molian was drawn late this time, so he followed his friend to Arena No. 10.

Not long after, the first battle began.

Both sides in the competition have five spiritual roots, but their cultivation levels are different. One is at the eighth level of Qi refining, and the other is at the ninth level.

After all, there are only a few people with lower cultivation levels who are better than those with higher cultivation levels. The two fought back and forth for more than twenty rounds. They were defeated at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and the battle ended.

Soon the second round came, and Shen Qingluo stepped onto the ring. This time her opponent was called Situ Lan, a girl with wind spirit roots, a ninth-level Qi refining practitioner, and she had already learned from Fei Li when she joined the sect last time. Like Ming, he is an inner disciple.

When the fight began, Situ Lan took the lead. A diamond-shaped magic weapon came out from his sleeves and wrapped around Shen Qingluo's hands like a spiritual snake.

When he was about to get close, a blue long sword appeared out of thin air. He aimed at the diamond-shaped magic weapon and swung it with all his strength, instantly breaking away the aura around him.

Situ Lan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly made a secret and put the diamond-shaped magic weapon back into his sleeve before it was destroyed. Then he patted the storage bag with his hand, and a large stack of first-order attack talismans was instantly activated in his palm.

The onlookers' eyes twitched as the monks watched, and some couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "Senior Sister Situ is indeed a second-generation cultivator. She uses talismans as if she doesn't need spiritual stones."

Someone immediately answered, "Senior Sister Situ didn't use talismans in the last round of fighting and easily defeated her opponent who was also at the ninth level of Qi Refining. This should be because Senior Sister Situ realized that Junior Sister Shen is very powerful, so she did this!"

On the ring, Shen Qingluo quickly activated the Spiritual Fire Technique of Nirvana, and raging fire instantly appeared from around the ring, swallowing up all the talismans that flew over.

Rumbling explosions kept coming, and the various attacks transformed by the talisman exploded in the sea of ​​fire ahead of time, posing no threat to Shen Qingluo.

When the cultivators onlookers saw this, they sighed again.

"Senior Sister Shen is indeed someone who can defeat Senior Brother Fei. I just saw clearly that there are many top-quality talismans in those talismans. If it were an ordinary eighth-level Qi Refining monk, I am afraid that the ban on the arena would have been triggered long ago and he would have been teleported. out."

"Yes, for some reason, Senior Sister Shen has not yet become a disciple. Under normal circumstances, with such strength, the elders of the sect should have taken a liking to her."

"It's probably because the time of joining the sect is still short. It's less than two years, and hasn't the Leilinggen genius not yet become a disciple? Apprenticeship is a two-way street. Even if there are elders who want to accept disciples, they have to get their own consent. The sect It’s clearly written in the regulations!”

The cultivators were talking one after another, and the battle in the arena continued.

Faced with the raging fire surrounding him, Situ Lan used a top-notch defensive weapon, a small silver shield.

With her cultivation at the ninth level of Qi refining, it would take a lot of spiritual power to activate this shield. Originally, it could not sustain it for a moment, but she had a lot of pills to replenish her spiritual power. She had a premonition that her spiritual power was about to be exhausted, so she took it out immediately, like sugar. Pour all the beans into your mouth. The fight fell into a stalemate for a moment, and Shen Qingluo quickly changed his tactics. Before the sea of ​​fire subsided, a golden sword with a sharp sword energy formed from mid-air, and slashed down towards the small silver shield amid the blazing fire.

With a loud rumbling sound, a powerful attack wave spread out in all directions. Some of the monks watching the battle subconsciously retreated and stayed away from the No. 10 arena.

This move was unnecessary. There were restrictions on the ring, which not only prevented casualties, but also prevented the aftermath of the fight from spreading outside.

The monks watching the battle knew this very well, but when faced with a powerful attack wave at close range, their body instincts were faster than their thinking, and they reacted first.
On the ring, after the golden sword attack fell, Situ Lan's face suddenly turned pale, and his spiritual power receded like a tide.

After holding on for a moment, the defense of the small silver shield was broken with a bang. Situ Lan spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned extremely pale.

Since the silver shield withstood most of the damage, the arena ban was not triggered.

In fact, Situ Lan's cultivation is not enough to activate the full power of the small shield. If he were a foundation-building monk here, he could easily block this attack with the help of top-quality spiritual weapons.

The opponent did not admit defeat, so the battle had to continue. Shen Qingluo made a fist with both hands, and the sea of ​​fire that had just disappeared appeared again.

Situ Lan was injured, so he reluctantly used his wind skills to move and dodge. After holding on for about three breaths, he was restrained and teleported out of the arena.

In this battle of skills, Shen Qingluo once again won with an overwhelming advantage.

After walking down the ring, not far away, Situ Lan stumbled to his feet with the support of two fellow disciples and came to Shen Qingluo.

Seeing this situation, Yao Molian immediately walked to her friend's side, thinking that if Senior Sister Situ made any provocation, she would retaliate immediately.

Fortunately, this situation did not happen. Situ Lan behaved quite calmly and looked at Shen Qingluo without the slightest hint of provocation.

"Junior Sister Shen is very strong. I am convinced that I lost to you. I'm just a little regretful that I can't go to Yanlan Cave. It's bad luck for me to meet Junior Sister Shen in the second round. Junior Sister Shen must win the big competition." The first three, this way I won’t be scolded by Master when I go back.”

Shen Qingluo did not give a guarantee, only said: "We should do our best."

Remembering that the injury on the person in front of her was caused by her, she hesitated for a moment, took out a blood-coagulating pill and handed it over.

Situ Lan's eyes lit up when he saw the elixir, "It's actually the best, thank you, Junior Sister Shen!"

She reached out to take the Yingbai elixir and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

The moment the Blood Coagulation Pill entered his abdomen, Situ Lan felt an extremely mild medicinal power pouring into the meridians of his body, quickly repairing the internal injuries caused by the battle.

The pain in his body gradually disappeared, his face became rosy again, and his injuries recovered very quickly.

Top-quality elixirs are rare. Although Situ Lan comes from a relatively powerful family of immortal cultivators and has no shortage of spiritual stones, there is really no such top-quality elixir.

Originally, she only admired Shen Qingluo's strength, but now she has some sincere gratitude towards this junior sister.

When fighting in the ring, injuries are inevitable. The opponent had no obligation to heal her, but now he did so.

After thinking about it, Situ Lan waved his sleeves and took out a purple-gold jade medal and handed it forward.

"Junior sister Shen, this is the VIP status badge of the Linhe Situ family. As long as you hold this and go to the place where our Situ family's industry is established, you can enjoy half-price discounts whether you are buying treasures or renting caves and inns."

Shen Qingluo did not reach out to take it. Such an identity tag was too precious. No matter how good the blood coagulation pill was, it was only a first-level pill.

"I gave the Blood Coagulation Pill just because Senior Sister's injury was caused by me, with no other intention. I deserve this VIP card."

Seeing that the person in front of him refused to accept it, Situ Lan simply stepped forward and thrust the jade token directly into Shen Qingluo's hands.

"Just make friends. There is no need to worry about gains and losses between friends. I live in Lianhua Peak. When Junior Sister Shen is free in the future, you can come and see me. Whether it is fighting skills or exchanging ideas, you are welcome at any time!"

(End of this chapter)