Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron

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In the central square, although the competition has not yet begun, the crowd outside the venue is bustling and the atmosphere is very hot. All the Great Sect seniors and the silhouette of Emperor Chu Tianyang are all listed, and they seem to be waiting for the start of the competition.

"Song Old Brother, did you come so early?"

My eyes glanced around the crowd, and finally landed on a familiar silhouette, which was from Song Family. Song Shilun, and Fei Ren next moment also flew to the other side.

"Brother Fei."

Song Shilun also turned his head when he saw Fei Ren who came, and his face was stunned, and then he grinned and said with a smile.

"How about it, have you advanced?"

Nodded, Fei Ren asked rhetorically.

After defeating Li Yunfeng yesterday, he did not stay in the central square, and naturally he did not know the result of Song Shilun's next battle.

"Luck is a little bit unlucky, I met a ruthless character..."

Faced with Fei Ren's temptation, Song Shilun's face first stagnated, and then he shook the a little embarrassingly. Head, sighed, it seems that yesterday's finished apprenticeship was unfavorable and did not qualify for the second day of the World Elite Conference.

"Why is this...?" Fei Ren was a little surprised with a soft voice.

After all, there were more than 500 contestants in the first day of the preliminary contest, each of which was unmatched, and the opponent’s Essence Power cultivation base was High Star Realm 2nd layer, as long as it did not run into the elite of the three major Rank Nine Sects. Disciple and Crown Prince Chu Jiuxing, logically speaking, the first day of the preliminary round is stable and able to advance.

However, Song Shilun in front of him was still eliminated. In addition to his lack of personal strength, there may be some luck indeed, and he ran into a strong opponent as soon as he came up.

"With Old Brother, your High Star Realm 2nd layer's cultivation base is invincible, and the opponent's strength is at least comparable to High Star Realm 3rd-layer Martial Artist..."

"Why does that guy come from?"

When he reached out and touched his chin, Fei Ren said again.

Although Song Shilun was eliminated, he did not want to comfort him. After all, Martial Artists World has always been weak are prey to the strong. Martial Artists who participated in the World Talent Conference are not generalists. , Without strength, no matter how much it looks pale.

"Gu Qingmu, Tengwang Pavilion number one genius...!"

Gritting his teeth, Song Shilun was also unwilling to say it.

Originally based on his High Star Realm 2nd layer cultivation base, coupled with the martial arts and hole cards in his hand, he is not afraid of the same level Martial Artist at all, and he can even compete with the High Star Realm 3rd-layer. Martial Artist competes one or two, but the sky is not as good as the people.

On the first day of the preliminary contest, the fierce person Gu Qingmu was drawn. The opponent is not only the number one genius of King Teng Pavilion, but also strong and strong. The cultivation base has reached High Star Realm 6 Layers. It is difficult for the Martial Artist of the same rank. Every opponent, not to mention that Song Shilun in front of him only has the cultivation base of the trifling High Star Realm 2nd layer, and he is invincible.

"It turned out to be him..."

When the voice fell, Fei Ren was also very convinced. Since I met Gu Qingmu, I can only admit myself to be unlucky, not to mention the present Song Shilun only has the cultivation base of the High Star Realm 2nd layer. Even if his cultivation base is further advanced, it is absolutely not Gu Qingmu's opponent.

After all, not all Martial Artists are the same as Fei Ren, who have a series of chance treasures such as Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron, Azure Dragon Halberd and Qiankun Bagua Banner, and the cultivation is still the legendary Grade 9 Cultivation Art.

"Old Brother, it seems that your luck is really unlucky."

Thinking of this, Fei Ren also jokingly said.

"It’s okay. Anyway, I don’t really want to come to the General Assembly of the World’s Masters. However, the old man in my family insists on asking me to come over, so he can practice his skills... and be able to fight against the number one genius of the Tengwang Pavilion, I It’s not a loss..."

"On the contrary, Brother Fei, you have a good chance of reaching the top of the rankings. With your strength, man, these people are not your opponents at all!"

At the moment the road to promotion is shattered, Song Shilun looked very open, scratching his head and lightly said with a smile, as if he had expected it, and he was very confident in Fei Ren in front of him.

At the beginning of the princess’s mansion, Fei Ren’s powerful strength also amazed everyone, and it attracted Lu Yuan Princess Chu Qian to personally stop him, although Song Shilun did not know how the final outcome of the battle would be. But this record alone is enough to get his respect for convenience.

"I hope so..."

Hearing this, Fei Ren has no confidence, and is also faintly smiled.

At the same time, the competition has finally officially begun!

After the first day of preliminary rounds, there are almost two hundred Martial Artists who have advanced to the semi-finals, and different from the first day of preliminary rounds, in the semi-finals, each participant has to win three consecutive matches. Only the field can advance, which is the 3rd day finals.

"It’s not difficult to win three games in a row..."

With his fists clenched under his sleeves, the next moment Fei Ren also jumped out, and then came In front of the martial arts man in charge of the referee, just like yesterday's preliminary match rules, the opponents in the quarter-finals also draw numbers.

"No. 88, this number is quite auspicious."

Looking at the numbered ball in his hand, Fei Ren grinned. According to the rules, his next opponent will be eighty. Number nine, and you need to draw two more numbers after winning. Although it is a bit troublesome, it is fair and just.

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In a short while, all numbers are drawn, and the First Stage competition is officially launched!

On the central square, two figures stand opposite each other. The two sides of the confrontation are two young talents from imperial city. One of them has a delicate and pretty face and holds a Spirit similar to a folding fan in his left hand. Treasure weapon, serious expression, the fluctuation of Essence Power on his body has reached High Star Realm 3rd-layer.

"imperial city Zhou Family, Zhou Yafu....."

The strong wind on the field passed, this young genius was also moved towards the opponent not far away. Tentative.

He is from the imperial city 1st Rate Influence Zhou Family, he is a direct descendant of Zhou Family, but the opponent is not weak, and the Essence Power cultivation base has reached the High Star Realm 3rd-layer, and he is still from The Qing Yuanzong in the three major Rank Nine Sects, so he dare not underestimate it.

"Qing Yuanzong, Zhang Jie."

Faced with Zhou Yafu’s temptation, this young genius from Qing Yuanzong cupped the hands, but his face showed With a trace of disdain, he seemed to disagree with Zhou Yafu in front of him, and didn't put it in his eyes at all.

"This guy...!"

Perceiving the dismissiveness in the other's tone, Zhou Yafu is also a complexion sank, holding the folding fan with his left hand quietly clenched, as if he was concealed in his heart. There is anger.

"This guy comes from the Qingyuanzong, I don’t know what his cards are...."

Although he was not angry, Zhou Yafu did not choose to take the lead. Instead, he used a pair of Glare like a tiger watching his prey, staring at the opposite Zhang Jie, after all, the opponent is from the Rank Nine Sect Qing Yuanzong, so martial art cultivation and cultivation techniques are certainly not weak.

"Tell me! I will try you how many catties and how many taels!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jie’s face is even more disdainful, next moment I saw his figure burst out, and at the same time he raised his hand and blasted towards Zhou Yafu's face. When the Essence Power surged, a strong wind roared instantly, as if the formidable power was good.