Early next month.

The battle meeting was held as scheduled.

The ceremony of the day.

Zhu Zishan is definitely not qualified to participate.

However, after Zhou Yunlei went to Yu Terrace to attend the opening ceremony, he returned to Qingye Xuan.

Talked at the dining table.

There were only more than 120 disciples from Baibao and 300 disciples from Maogong who finally signed up for the meeting.

The vast majority of Maogong disciples have left on their own. They would rather go far away to be a casual cultivator than stay in Baibao again.

"These Maogong disciples have no masters in Baibao and have no sense of belonging to the sect, so it is normal to leave." Zhou Yunlei sighed.

"Congratulations to senior brother, only more than 120 people participated in the competition, senior brother will definitely win!" Dong Liyi said with his fists.

The second day.

The ring fight officially began.

Dong Liyi brought a wild boar to the jade terrace and observed the battle between monks in the Qi training stage.

On the first arena.

Two disciples of Maogong held a big sword in their hands and the other held a long sword in their hands. The two fought like masters in the martial arts world, with sword light and sword shadows, and sword sword fatal.

On the second ring.

Two disciples of Maogong actually fought for internal strength, and blue smoke rose above their heads. Their faces were blood-red, obviously reaching an extremely dangerous level.

This seems to be a fight between experts from the martial arts world, and there is no sign of the slightest immortal aura...

The third arena competition has just ended.

A Maogong disciple covered his abdomen with a sword wound. He exchanged his injuries for his life and killed another Maogong disciple.

On the ring, blood flowed everywhere and corpses were on the spot.

Although human deaths were killed, the law enforcement disciples were indifferent at all.

The fourth arena.

The battle has just begun.

The first one who played was a disciple of Maogong, and then the other one who played was a disciple of the foreign surname from the Talisman Hall.

The disciple from the Talisman Hall took a talisman on him as soon as he came up.

A golden cover covered his body.

The disciple of Maogong roared and rushed over like lightning, with a knife in his hand on the head.

clang!

A crisp sound.

The golden cover remains motionless.

The disciple from outside the Talisman Hall sneered, pinched the magic trick and fired it out.

The disciple of Maogong used a golden wire ring knife to cut the fire bullet open.

But the flame actually attached to his long sword and burned. The knife's material was not good, and it actually seemed to melt.

The disciples from other surnames in Fulu Hall have another fire bullet technique.

The disciples of Maogong could only jump off the ring to save their lives.

Four rings.

The first three are fighting in hand and hand, and only one is spell.

"Senior brother, I have something unknown. The magic is so powerful. Why do those disciples of Maogong throw away the magic without using it, but instead carry swords and kill like people in the martial arts world?" Dong Liyi asked.

Zhou Yunlei pondered for a moment and said, "There are two reasons. First, spells cannot directly improve their cultivation. They are just a means to fight against the enemy. Many cultivators do not practice spells at all during the Qi training period; second..."

"hey-hey……"

Speaking of this, Zhou Yunlei smiled.

"The disciple of the Talisman Hall is not really powerful, but he has won the advantage of the ring game. You see, he took a picture of a Vajra Talisman for himself as soon as he came up. The Vajra Talisman is an intermediate defensive talisman. Even the top-grade magic weapon is difficult to break with one blow. With that turtle shell, he has the chance to slowly use the fire bomb technique. If it weren't for the Vajra Talisman, hehe... By the time he used the fire bomb technique, he would have been chopped off by the Maogong disciple." Zhou Yunlei said.

"Senior brother, why don't the disciples of Maogong use the Vajra Talisman?" Dong Liyi asked again.

"Uh... This junior brother, there was a king in the past. A minister told him that the people could not afford to eat. Then the king said why not eat meat?" Zhou Yunlei thought for a moment and told an allusion.

"What does senior brother mean?"

"Junior brother, this Maogong disciple can't even afford spiritual rice. You didn't see the swords he held, they were all ordinary big ring swords. How could he buy the Vajra Talisman with spirit stones?"

"Oh...so that's it."

...

Half a day later.

Finally, it was the turn of senior brother Zhou Yunlei to play.

Zhou Yunlei took out two metal rings with complex patterns from his storage bag.

This is Zhou Yunlei's magic weapon, wind and thunder ring.

Opposite him was a Maogong disciple holding a big sword.

There is no suspense in the battle.

The big sword of the disciple of Maogong was smashed into pieces by the wind and thunder ring.

The disciple of Maogong looked at his big knife pitifully and looked like tears without tears.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother, Senior Brother, Senior Brother, you only need to win another game to enter the top 30." Dong Liyi stepped forward and congratulated him.

"Hahaha... that's not necessarily the case. After all, more than 120 people participated in the competition, and there will always be unlucky guys who will play the third game." Zhou Yunlei laughed.

Two days later.

The second round of fighting meeting has begun.

Zhou Yunlei was lucky and met the disciple of the Talisman Hall.

The disciples of the Talisman Hall still had the same starting style. First, take a picture of the Vajra Talisman for yourself and become invincible.

Zhou Yunlei was like the disciple of Maogong. He shouted loudly and raised the wind and thunder ring, and then knocked at the Vajra Talisman, ding ding dong dong and ding dong dong.

But although the Vajra Magic Mask evolved from the Vajra Talisman shook for a few sways, it was not broken.

Fire bomb technique!

Zhou Yunlei retreated like a flowing cloud and flowing water, and the wind and thunder flew in his hands, and he forced the fire bomb to annihilate.

The disciple of the Talisman Hall gritted his teeth, slapped the storage bag and took out the golden needle talisman, ice blade talisman, and even fire bullet talisman.

Several talismans are both inspiring.

Full coverage of firepower.

Zhou Yunlei's double rings danced tightly and was not airtight. He held a magic weapon in his hand and blocked all the magic with his smooth fist and foot skills.

The wind and thunder double rings in Zhou Yunlei's hand are also medium-grade magic weapons, and their material can completely withstand this low-level magic.

It's so amazing!

The disciple of the Talisman Hall took out his last killer move in a row of storage bags, a mid-level Fire Dragon Talisman.

Injection of spiritual energy.

A fire dragon hovered out.

"Come on!" Zhou Yunlei shouted loudly, and the wind and thunder rings in his hand came out of his hand.

Ding! Ding!

The Vajra Magic Cover transformed into a mid-level talisman was shattered on the spot.

But the wind and thunder double rings also fell to the ground.

at the same time.

A huge fire dragon roared out and released all the flame damage to Zhou Yunlei at one time.

Almost all the ring was ignited.

The fire surged into the sky.

"Oh..." The law enforcement disciple sighed.

Unexpectedly, Si actually took out the Fire Dragon Talisman, and he couldn't bear to leave it alone.

"Senior Brother!" Dong Liyi shouted in tears.

When the fire retreated.

A golden cover covered Zhou Yunlei.

Zhou Yunlei also took a photo of the Vajra Talisman for himself at a critical moment.

Although the Vajra Talisman and Fire Dragon Talisman are both second-level talismans, the Vajra Talisman is much cheaper.

Zhou Yunlei smiled and personally demonstrated that he could not avoid fatal attacks at critical moments was the correct use of the Vajra Talisman.

Zhou Yunlei pinched the magic tricks with his hands, and the wind and thunder falling to the ground buzzed and trembled, and then rose out of nowhere and circled around the talisman disciple, but it did not take his life.

"Thank you, senior brother, for showing mercy." The disciple of Fulu Hall admitted defeat and retreated.

But that's not the end.

Zhou Yunlei is going to play the third game, and he is the unlucky guy who made a promise two days ago.

The opponent in the third game was a Maogong disciple with a scar on his face. He held a Qimen magic weapon refined with the claws of a bird monster.
Chapter completed!