Wang Mu was a little speechless at this time.

This is the last day, everyone, please be patient, the rankings will be finalized tomorrow.

We have fought those who deserved to be fought, our strengths have become clear, and everything is fine... right?

No, what are you doing with me?

Wang Mu just wanted to be among the top ten, and gaining a reputation would probably trigger the friendship of the heirs of the Sword Forging Sect.

"Fellow Taoist, would you like to spar with me on the last day?"

The person who spoke was Yan Wuxin from Qianzhou Fentian Temple. This guy had a burly face, a fiery red hair and eyes like blazing flames. He was a monk from Qianzhou.

Currently still ranked second, almost tied with Ye Ge from Qianzhou Taixuan Taoist Sect in first place!

The two had the same number of games and the same wins and losses. They only met once and it was almost a draw.

"Go away, go away. You, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, have the nerve to find a fellow Taoist who is at the ninth level of Qi training to compete with you?"

That Ye Ge came over and said proudly, "Fellow Taoist, you want to compete with me. I'm not strong. I just established the foundation not long ago! It's only in the early stages."

This man is dressed in white as snow and has a graceful demeanor. He comes from the Qianzhou Taixuan Taoist Sect. He is proficient in all kinds of magic, especially thunder magic. His spiritual roots are extraordinary and his strength is boundless.

In these six days, I don’t know how many monks who were in the late stage of foundation building were defeated.

On the last day, everyone was basically just a bunch of people, just waiting to see where they would be on the potential list.

If you want to find someone to spar with, you can't find one. Many monks are losing every time, and even if you want to challenge them to spar, you can't.

Wang Mu secretly plays a few games every day, but only rarely, so he has no defeat so far.

Anyway, only the top ten are the most fiercely contested, and the ones behind are actually okay.

Because there are rewards for the top ten, and the rewards are not cheap, and the ones behind are just reputation rankings. Generally speaking, if you can get on the potential list and return to the sect, you will also get rewards.

"You guys..." Wang Mu hadn't spoken yet.

Is it too much at once?

Another monk came over.

"Fellow Taoist, why don't you spar with me? You and I are both swordsmen and sword sects."

A brave-looking woman with long flowing hair wearing a moon-white crown came over and said with a smile, "I am a disciple of the Qianzhou Sword Sect. I have some connections with your Shangxiao Sword Sect. We were the same family hundreds of years ago. Well, I am also in the early stage of foundation building, and my cultivation level is not very advanced. It will be beneficial to each other if you and I learn the art of swordsmanship from each other."

Wang Mu: "..."

In today's potential rankings, the top six records are almost exactly the same.

Even the last four, except for the first day, have been fighting hard to catch up, and are only one or two games behind the top four, which is a very small difference.

Although there are differences in level between the top ten in terms of strength, their level of strength and fighting skills are all between the same.

They are in conflict with each other, so no one can do anything to the other.

So much so that the latter wants to catch up with the former, while the former wants to stabilize its ranking.

"You group of righteous disciples of Qianzhou, this is hypocritical..." A slightly gloomy voice hissed, "If you don't compete with each other, you just want to pick the weak persimmon after the tenth. It seems that only one Qi training level can be stable. Win, right?”

"Sword Sect... Hey, fellow Taoist, why don't you spar with me? I am an evil cultivator. I am the type that everyone in your Sword Sect calls for beating. Please quickly come to the stage and ravage me! If you can kill me, , I guess you have the ability."

"?" Wang Mu.

The person I'm talking to is a fierce ghost from the Wangui Sect.

It is rare for evil cultivators to be on the list.

In fact, most of the people who came to the Magpie Bridge Ceremony were decent disciples, and there were not many evil cultivators.

In the past few days, Wang Mu has watched a lot of fighting techniques. The methods of these evil cultivators are indeed rather vicious. Even if they are used to the extreme, the opponent's soul will be seriously injured after a battle and he will have to rest for a few days.

If it were to be a fight to the death in the outside world, people would be killed directly.

"It's good, it's good. You fellow Taoists are so powerful and want to bully a monk who is at the ninth level of Qi training. Why don't you discuss Tao with me, Jinghai? I am willing to bear part of the disaster for this fellow Taoist."

A monk with naked arms, wearing a bright red cassock, nine ring scars on his head and a handsome face came over.

Wang Mu's heart moved, this is the pure sea of ​​Tibetan Buddhism.

Wang Mu of the Tibetan Buddhism Sect was quite impressed. This sect has a good relationship with the Sword Sect.

He is considered a half-righteous ally.

It's just that the Great Wilderness is far away from Huangtian Continent, and only the disciples of the Sword Sect with advanced cultivation will travel and visit.

"Who wants to fight a stinky monk like you?" A charming voice sounded, and a emerald white dress came with the sound of jingling bells, "Hehe, hard, I just want to fight with this handsome little

Talking about Taoism and martial arts, Hu Yuer from Qingqiu Mountain in Xia Lingzhou knows some rudimentary magic."

"You're so weak, Brother Jian Zong, let's compete with me. If you lose to me, they won't be able to challenge you."

Wang Mu took a few steps back.

"You guys have gone too far!"

A man stepped forward and protected Wang Mu, "If you want to bully my disciples of the Sword Sect, do you think I have no one in the Sword Sect?"

This man was tall and burly, with a slight smell of alcohol on his body. He was really Zhou Kaizhi, the senior brother of Jiujianfeng.

He is the senior brother that Wang Mu has been befriending at Jiujian Peak for a long time.

He is also the disciple of Shangxiao Sword Sect who can be ranked in the top ten of this generation's potential list.

It is said that he himself has been building a foundation at Jiujian Peak for more than ten years. He is a disciple with average talent but a bit of a late bloomer.

"It's just an exchange and discussion within the normal rules." Na Yege smiled slightly, "Why do you bully me? Besides, fellow Taoist Wang Mu can rank on the potential list for six days with the ninth level of Qi training, and his ranking has slightly improved. It is obvious that he is strong.

Extraordinary, far beyond what ordinary Qi training realms can compare with."

"You are the only Qi-training monk on the current potential list. Is it obvious?"

"We are just a little curious about him."

Wang Mu thought to himself, if you were not curious a few days ago, you are curious today, right?

I feel like I came prepared.

Yesterday, Wang Mu searched for the young man who made the sword again, but found that he still couldn't make friends with him.

It seems that he has to be in the top ten of the potential list, so Wang Mu just wants to be in the top ten on the last day.

Looking at this situation, it's impossible to get away with it.

Since I can’t get along...

"Are you curious?" Wang Mu glanced at the top ten geniuses and said, "Okay, let's do it one by one!"

"?" Everyone.

At this moment, many melon-eating people were watching.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When I heard this, I almost dropped the melon.

"Junior brother, what are you..." Zhou Kaizhi scratched his head, "Did you drink too much again?"

None of the top ten is good!

"..." Wang Mu.

"People have come to pick me up. How come I, a disciple of the Sword Sect, are so timid?" Wang Mu said, "Senior brother, you are saying that, right? We sword cultivators are fearless, aren't we?"

"Well said!" Zhou Kaizhi's blood boiled, "Junior brother is indeed a person of good temperament and a superb wine artist. In this case, I will also discuss with you later!"

"?" Wang Mu.

never mind.

Wang Mu felt that there was something wrong with these people, but he happened to be on the list to earn some reputation.

If you can't defeat it, well... you have to defeat it, otherwise the descendant of the Sword Forging Sect won't be able to trigger it, which would be quite troublesome.

Moreover, after Wang Mu observed the strength of the top ten in the past few days, he felt that he could still beat them.

By the way, test your strength again...

Upon seeing this, many melon-eaters immediately took up their positions and watched with interest.

The battle between Qi-training monks and Foundation-building monks is not new.

There are leapfrogging wars every year, and it is a common thing in the world of cultivating immortals in Jiuzhou.

It's just that there are three, six or nine levels of foundation building realm.

The top ten on this potential list are all famous genius monks from various continents and sects.

It can be said that at every Magpie Bridge event, the monks who are not on the list may soar into the sky in the future.

But if you are a monk on the potential list, you will definitely be the core of a sect in the future, a disciple who will be outstanding in all aspects and have a bright future!

The Magpie Bridge Festival has been held for many times, and someone has already made statistics.

Not to mention the top ten, there are forty-nine on the potential list, all with very high potential, and almost all of them can cross the Nascent Soul threshold!

Especially among the top ten, those who are extremely talented, some can even reach the top of Nascent Soul within a hundred years and get a glimpse of divine transformation.
To be continued...