I am a fortress of Xianzong

Chapter 67

Three days before the big competition, only participating outer disciples can come to Shanmen Avenue!
Bao Fuxin hurried forward, his area was very close to the Shanmen Avenue, and he came here in a short while. He saw a group of outer disciples coming out from the opposite side, all wearing white robes.

And the same is true behind him, there are a large number of outer disciples coming, the number of people on both sides is almost the same, the opposite side is mostly because of quality, while Bao Fuxin is because of quantity.

A shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, and the cuboids slowly fell, lined up along the fanmen avenue. This is the ring.

[It's really economical! 】

There is no specific venue, just move the ring to Shanmen Avenue!
Bao Fuxin never thought of this!

When the arena fell, Bao Fuxin saw that there was an inner disciple standing on each arena. They should be the referees, right?
The voice just now sounded again, "Thirty arenas, ten in each group, starting from the mountain gate, they are divided into advanced group, intermediate group, and low-level group. Now let's move!"

Understood, Bao Fuxin walked towards the mountain gate, and all the participating disciples began to move.

Although there are many people, it is not chaotic!

Half an hour later, the inner disciples in the arena spoke one after another, "Chen Ming..." The inner disciples in the first arena held a jade tablet in their hands, looked at it and called out a name, and there was one on the spot The outer disciples jumped up.

He landed lightly on the ring, and then the inner disciple called out a name again. When the second person stepped onto the stage, a transparent shield suddenly rose from the ring, completely covering him.

"start!"

No nonsense, just start!
And the same is true for other arenas. The competition in the first three days was very hasty, and one defeat directly eliminated them.

There is no chance of a comeback!
Bao Fuxin watched the fighting in the arena, silently bearing in mind that this was a rare experience.

Talismans, spells, instruments, and even some people used pills!

These are common techniques, but the timing and techniques used are slightly different, depending on a monk's combat experience.

Bao Fuxin watched silently, making comparisons in his heart.

However, the time for disciples to fight during the Qi training period will not be too long, because of the relationship between mana.

The mana of the disciples in the qi training period is not much, the advanced group is not bad, the middle group is next, and the low group?
After using one or two spells, the mana might be exhausted, and there are very few disciples who sign up for the low-level group. After all, ten low-grade spirit stones are too precious to them, and there is only one quota per month.

And they can't accept the sect's mission, they have to go to the fifth floor of Qi training, so it's over in just half a day, and then some disciples from the intermediate group occupy their ring.

As for the senior group, Bao Fuxin hadn't been on the stage for half a day, because it wasn't his turn, which showed the huge gap.

"Bao Fuxin!" It finally arrived. Just after noon, the inner sect disciple on the fifth stage called out his name. Bao Fuxin slapped a light body talisman on his body, and said the magic formula in his mouth. jump up.

After two ups and downs, they came directly to the fifth ring.

"Yang Zhixing!"

The opponent Yang Zhixing had just stood firm, and the shield was raised, "Start!"

The two sides didn't salute at all, and directly started!

As soon as Bao Fuxin raised his right hand and put food on his wrist, a fire talisman shot out, "Hurry up..."

"Whoosh..." The fire talisman instantly turned into a ball of flames and rushed towards Yang Zhixing!
When Bao Fuxin raised his hand, Yang Zhixing had already moved to the left, not too slowly, and at the same time made a tactic with his right hand, "Sword!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

"Swish, swish..." The fire talisman was shot out one after another, a total of five flames enveloped Yang Zhixing's left, middle and right in an instant!
Avoidance is inevitable, and a talisman protects him, hard to catch the opponent's spell!
"Bang..." The talisman was broken, blocking the opponent's mana sword, and he raised his left hand, "Hurry!"

A lock talisman shot out and turned into a mana rope, and Yang Zhixing was in a mess at this time.

At the same time, five groups of flames rushed towards him, which he never thought of. They blocked his movement range, so he had no choice but to take it hard.

And he had to choose a good direction. The distance between the five flames was not that big. If he could dodge well, he only needed to catch one. If he couldn't dodge in time, he might hit two or three.

The lightness talisman and the lightness technique are relatively low-level methods, and they cannot make the monks in the Qi training period have too fast speed, and they only lose weight in essence.

A jump of several feet looks quite far, but in fact it is just a light weight, and the situation of the same strength can jump farther, not having the lightness of a warrior!

Bao Fuxin watched the competition for a long time, and basically saw a lot of things, but in actual combat, he had the advantage, because he didn't use magic, and there was no problem of saving mana.

Taking action is a quick decision, so that the talismans can be saved to the maximum extent, otherwise you will fall into the opponent's rhythm, and you don't know how much your own talismans will be used!

Yang Zhixing is a sixth-grade spiritual root, a ninth-level cultivation base in the Qi training period, and he is 45 years old this year!
At a middle level, he has some fighting experience, but he doesn't have much, he panicked instantly, and hurriedly slapped on his body, a first-level middle-grade amulet, but he didn't dodge well.

"Bang bang..." Two consecutive flames hit the amulet, and the amulet dimmed and then disappeared, but the flame ratio was not completely extinguished.

The flame directly stained his robe, "Ah..." he exclaimed, but he didn't notice that a mana rope still came, and as soon as it touched his body, it was entangled directly.

But Yang Zhixing couldn't extinguish the flame at all, the inner disciples watched coldly, and then pointed out that a stream of water poured Yang Zhixing through.

"Bao Fuxin wins!"

Bao Fuxin's first competition ended in less than ten breaths, using seven talismans.

He was very happy in his heart, this round was just an attempt, and he hoped to save a talisman for the next round!

The first three days were continuous battles, and there was very little time to recover mana. Many of the outer disciples used talismans to save mana.

This is also a war of attrition. Most people don't have too many talismans, but some people use them comprehensively, and the use of magic tools is more of a final decision.

It seems that everyone has thought about how to deal with continuous battles, because the further you go, the shorter the interval between battles, because the number of people is constantly being eliminated.

The first day was fine, and Bao Fuxin took the stage twice, each time directly blocking the opponent's actions with five fire talismans, followed by a lock talisman to end.

On the second day, the frequency increased again, and Bao Fuxin took the stage eight times a day, still using the same means.

Some people have even begun to observe Bao Fuxin, because his method is very simple, which is the talisman.

But it's not easy. Consuming six first-tier middle-grade talismans in one round is equivalent to consuming one low-grade spirit stone in one round.

(End of this chapter)