There are a large number of outer disciples of the first-line Tianzong, with seven or eight thousand people, but less than one percent of the monks who can successfully advance to the Yuanyu stage by sensing the world.

In fact, with so many people coming today, most of them are watching the fun, while the rest are the idea of ​​coming to practice with fellow disciples and practicing their combat abilities. They do not really expect to become an inner disciple.

The Yuanye disciple who is qualified and capable of entering the inner sect is afraid that the gun will be shot and will be defeated by the strong man who follows the trend for a series of challenges. Therefore, for a moment, the huge Tianzhu Peak became a cold situation.

At this time, Zhang Yi stepped forward and flew down the ring. He bowed and saluted Mu Jiang and Luo Ying. He said generously: "External disciple Zhang Yi dared to come to the stage. Please give me advice from all senior brothers!"

Seeing someone coming on stage, there was a lot of discussion below immediately. Zhang Yi's actions clearly proved that he was a powerful Yuanli period who could control the wind.

A young monk said with his eyes lit up: "Is he a Yuanyu stage monk? I just don't know if he has condensed his Dharma image?"

A person next to him looked at him with contempt and said, "Hehe, you're stupid! Only by becoming an inner disciple can you be qualified to let the sect use the precious Five Elements Spirit Stone to condense the Dharma image for you."

"Don't insult others! Humph, if the otaku doesn't go out, he will know the world's affairs."

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Amid the noise, Tang Cheng rose up with his sword and rushed into the ring. As soon as Tang Cheng took the stage, a bright light shield immediately soared into the sky, like an eggshell, wrapping the ring ten feet square in.

This shield can isolate most attacks, prevent accidental injury of the outside audience, and also separate external sounds, so as not to interfere with the rhythm of the battle by the sounds of idle people.

With Tang Cheng and Zhang Yi's movements in front of him, some people immediately climbed the other rings, and the scene became as lively as a vegetable market. When Mu Feihong saw Tang Cheng rising from his sword, his eyes lit up, and his heart smirked, and his fists clenched a little. Mu Jiang felt Mu Feihong's emotions, but he only thought that his daughter was feeling the atmosphere here, and did not ask much.

On the ring, Tang Cheng and Zhang Yi were three meters apart, facing each other, staring at each other. There was no big grudge between the two, but Zhang Yi was narrow-minded and had to find trouble one after another, which finally led to today's situation.

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "Boy, have you noticed that Senior Brother Tianfengzi did not come to watch the battle today?"

Tang Cheng grinned and said, "Whether he comes or doesn't come, it will have no effect on you and me, will it?"

"That's right! Zhuoligetu's guy dared to stand up for you, and I've been ruined. It's your turn today!" Zhang Yi smiled in a low voice, full of threat.

"If you kneel down and add my boots now, maybe I can live your life!" It would be a good pastime to humiliate Tang Cheng before killing him.

Tang Cheng smiled and said, "Did anyone tell you that you seem idiot when you ask this?"

Although he was laughing, Tang Cheng's heart was extremely cold.

Zhang Yi is vengeful. If Zhuoligetu had not helped Zhuoligetu in the Tianma tribe, he would have been afraid that he would not have climbed the Tianzhou and entered the sect. Unexpectedly, after Zhang Yi advanced to the Yuan Li period, he would still kill Zhuoligetu to vent his anger. Even for Zhuoligetu, Zhang Yi must be killed today.

[You are doing the first day of the junior high school, and I am doing the fifteenth day of the year! Zhang Yi, all of this was your own question!]

"Looking for death!" Zhang Yi snorted coldly, and his palms closed, and a green wind gun was formed instantly. The wind gun with Yimu Yuanqi condensed into shape and spirit, and you can even see the wonderful patterns on the gun body.

After a monk advances to the Yuan Liquid Stage, the vital energy in the acupoints changes to Yuan Liquid, and the most important manifestation is the sharp increase in the power of the magic. If a monk who is a great success in the Yuan Liquid Stage, his endurance will become extremely terrifying. For monks in the Qi Refining Stage, there is basically no possibility of challenge beyond the level.

Because of this difference, Zhang Yi was even too lazy to take out the magic weapon and wanted to use Yimu magic gun to directly overturn Tangcheng, which made him look extremely chic.

Of course, he was not going to kill him with one blow. Zhang Yi's original intention was to torture Tang Cheng well. For example, this wind gun with both form and spirit aimed at Tang Cheng's shoulder.

The people around the ring screamed. Zhang Yi was extremely skillful in using his magic. I was afraid that Tang Cheng could not stick to three moves and two moves, which disappointed those who watched the game.

"Is this kid a fool? I don't look at the opponent's strength, just go up and abuse people..."

"It's no help, I'm wasting my precious time!"

Unfortunately, Tang Cheng did not have the awareness of being called a supporting role. His body shook slightly, allowing Yimu magic gun to sweep past his armpit. The long sword vibrated, and the green sword light was like a peacock spreading its tail, scattering a series of sword lights in the air, attacking Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi's Yi Wood Spike is not easy to avoid. This magic implies this hint of divine intention. After Tang Cheng avoided it, the spear flashed leisurely and chased Tang Cheng again. In order to block Tang Cheng's sword energy, Zhang Yi took out the latest replaced protective magic weapon Seven Treasure Banner with his palm.

The long banner filled with treasure light shook slightly and wiped out the sword energy emitted by Tang Cheng. However, after such delay, the Yimu magic spear disappeared from command and immediately collapsed into vitality.

In such a battle, the First Line Tianzong has explicit regulations that talisman paper is prohibited and pills are never allowed to be used. After all, this battle is for the sect to select talents, not fight among enemies.

All monks below the Yuandan stage must use magic to perform with both hands, and even need to recite mantras. Like Zhang Yi, if you just have a simple gesture and don’t even need to recite mantras, it is called silent mantras. It takes countless trials and efforts to master such a magic. It is extremely hard and difficult. The corresponding casting speed is extremely fast and the power is greatly increased.

Zhang Yi sacrificed the seven treasure banner, and the golden long banner suddenly turned into five inches long and floated above Zhang Yi's head. No matter which direction Tang Cheng attacked, the treasure banner would pull out a golden horse to offset the attack.

Zhang Yi had no worries anymore, and made seals with his hands, and the Yimu magic gun fell like rain. Tang Cheng wandered around the ring, avoiding the attack.

However, when dodge always fails, Tang Cheng is not aware of it, and three green spears are shot in the shape of a finished font, and it is no longer enough to avoid it.

Tang Cheng took a long breath, stared at the green spear with bright eyes, raised his sword suddenly, and whirled gently, pulling a vortex of vitality one foot in front of him.

The long spear and the Bilan sword collided and made a jingling sound.

Tang Cheng was unstable and was pushed back by the huge force carried by the spear. Zhang Yi saw the advantage, and the green spear swarmed in like a tide. If Tang Cheng had no other means, he would be afraid of flooding the spears one after another until he was defeated.

A long roar sounded, and the sword light was like a craze in Qiantang, surging and surging. The spear in front of Tang Cheng was instantly shattered, and Tang Cheng's momentum increased greatly. It was many times stronger than when the competition was first started!

Zhang Yi widened his eyes and asked word by word in an incredible tone: "Great success in Qi training?"

Tang Cheng nodded gently, his sword swaying like a pool of clear water. Under Zhang Yi's pressure, he had to extract the power from the fetal treasure world.

Hua Wuxie's clan members used the Wanlong to spread their demonic power to Tang Cheng in the fetal world. Although this process was extremely depleted, it was indeed a hidden means to reverse the situation. The surging vitality in the acupoints made Tang Cheng feel urge to not vomit and feel unhappy. The energy is abundant, even a cultivator who has achieved great qi cultivation is just like this.

Before this, Tang Cheng wanted to test how much he and his opponent were aware of it, so he did not use this power, but now he had to put it on the surface.

Zhang Yi's face turned pale. If he had been joking before and wanted to kill Tang Cheng, he had to do his best now.

Zhang Yi's advancement to the Yuan Liquid Stage was only more than three months, and the strength of those who practice Qi was not too great. However, Tang Cheng's success in practicing Qi was only one year after entering the game, and this progress was enough to make him collapse. If Tang Cheng could not be killed this time, it would be a foregone conclusion that he would be surpassed or even killed by Tang Cheng in the future.

Although the Yimu magic spear is strong, it is not enough to kill the monk who holds a sword weapon and has achieved great qi cultivation. Zhang Yi knows this very well. He spreads his palms and the broken jade hook slowly appears in his palm. The four-foot-long broken jade hook is brilliant in golden light, and three blood-red gems are inlaid on the handle, which is extremely luxurious.

"Die!" Zhang Yi had a green face and waved his hook forward. Tang Cheng chuckled lightly and used the Bilan Sword to meet the enemy. His figures were intertwined like lightning, and the sword hooks collided with a crisp and pleasant jingle sound.

The two sides met a few times, making the spectators around them scream.
Chapter completed!