Chapter 19 Luck

"Number 25 is on stage!" Feng Tian's voice sounded, and Lu Yi, who was originally drowsy, was startled. It was finally his turn!

He was so sleepy standing under the stage and hoped that someone stronger would come. At least he could complete a task and get some rewards.

Lu Yi soared into the air and came to the stage. The many disciples below the stage suddenly became agitated as they finally saw Lu Yi coming on stage.

Lu Yi went up to the ring, and soon another young man came up to the ring.

Seeing this young man, Lu Yi was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be you, Senior Brother Li Qi, what a coincidence!"

This young man was exactly the bystander who was driven off the platform by Wang Xinqi at Baiyang Peak before. He was completely unlucky and suffered an unexpected disaster. Lu Yi had some impression of him.

Li Qi's expression was a little distorted, and he had put on a mask of pain. He looked at Lu Yi, his mouth twitching, unable to smile, and almost gritted his teeth as he said, "Junior Brother Lu Yi, what a coincidence..."

He was really desperate. Why was he so unlucky?! This was only the first round! He actually ran into this monster Lu Yi?!

Obviously with my own strength, I can definitely make it into the top 1,000!

Li Qi almost wanted to cry.

Feng Tian glanced at Lu Yi and Li Qi, then said calmly: "The competition begins."

Lu Yi smiled slightly: "Brother Li Qi, please."

He felt that Li Qi was a pitiful person. Although he could not accept the task, he still made up his mind and planned to practice more with Li Qi later so as not to undermine his confidence.

The corner of Li Qi's mouth twitched violently, and then his face was filled with grief and indignation: "I give up!"

"???"

Lu Yi was stunned for a moment, then saw Li Qi turn around, jump off the stage, and disappear into the crowd.

Lu Yi: “…”

Will Senior Brother Li Qi's mentality collapse? Lu Yi sighed. On the road to cultivating immortality, luck is also very important. It seems that Senior Brother Li Qi is the type with bad luck.

Lu Yi got off the stage. Feng Tian, ​​who was standing next to him, wanted to see Lu Yi's strength, but he didn't expect Li Qi to admit defeat. He was a little helpless and could only continue to speak: "Number 26, come on stage."

The auditions took a very short time. When the preliminaries started, it was still early, and the whole day was spent on preliminaries. The competition time for Qi-cultivating monks was not too long, and after going round after round, the several rounds passed quickly.

Lu Yi didn't know if he was too lucky. On the No. 101 ring where he was, the strongest person was only Li Qi, who was at the eighth level of Qi training. There was not even a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training.

Every time Lu Yi goes on stage, his opponent surrenders directly, and Lu Yi expresses despair.

It can be said that he stood under the ring for the whole day in vain and didn't even draw his sword!

In the end, he felt a little numb. It was such a waste of time and he really wanted to go home and practice.

Unfortunately, as a contestant, he cannot be absent.

…………

The sun gradually moved westward and finally sank into the mountains. When the clouds on the horizon turned orange and red, the preliminaries were finally over.

Of course, Lu Yi is the number one in the entire 101 arena. Next, he will compete with the number one in other arenas for the top ten.

That's the ranking competition.

When the preliminaries were over, Dugu Fang came to the central stage and announced: "Today's competition ends here. The ranking competition will begin tomorrow. I hope you can maintain your form and perform at your best tomorrow."

As he spoke, Dugu Fang glanced in Lu Yi's direction, feeling a little regretful. He still wanted to see Lu Yi's strength, but he didn't expect his opponent to admit defeat again and again.

After Dugu Fang announced the end, many disciples left. After a day of fighting, it was a big burden for most of the disciples.

Even with a deacon watching as a referee, injuries are inevitable during the competition, and they need to go back to heal to avoid any sequelae.

Lu Yi looked up at the sky and found that Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi seemed not to have come down yet. In order to avoid being carried home by Lu Gaoyang in public, he used his body skills to turn into a stream of light and disappeared in the crowd. He wanted to run back by himself.

In the sky, Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi were smiling, and next to them were Li Mang and others, the deacon of the Affairs Hall.

At this moment, these people were congratulating Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi.

"Congratulations, Brother Lu. Lu Yi entered the ranking competition without even drawing his sword. He defeated his opponent without even fighting. That's really amazing."

"Yes, Brother Lu, tell us the truth, what is Lu Yi's strength like?"

"I think it will definitely make it into the top 100!"

"Top 100? Are you underestimating Lu Yi? I think he can make it to the top 10!"

"Anyway, Brother Lu has a good son. Don't forget your brothers when you become rich in the future."

"Okay, okay..." Lu Gaoyang smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits, almost invisible.

Wang Siqi next to her was also chatting with the female deacon, looking very happy and cheerful.

"Everyone, I have to take my son home, so I'll excuse myself first... Hmm?! Where's Lu Yi?" Lu Gaoyang lowered his head to look for Lu Yi, only to discover that Lu Yi had disappeared.

Wang Siqi, who was standing next to him, heard this and lowered her head to look for it, also looking confused.

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Where is my son? Where is my grown-up son? How come he disappeared after I didn’t see him for a while? …

After Lu Yi returned to Bailing Peak, he went back to his room to rest.

In fact, with his level of cultivation, he would not feel tired after standing for a whole day, but he would be tired mentally because he did not do anything but just stood there.

This is not a competition at all, it's just standing in the corner as punishment, right?

Lu Yi complained in his heart, hoping that the competition would end quickly so that he could get the rewards.

That Dabi mission had been hanging in his mission panel for a long time, and he had always kept it in his heart.

After a while, Wang Siqi's voice came from outside: "Yier? Yier, are you home?"

Lu Yi was stunned for a moment, then he went out and saw Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi standing outside. He was a little confused: "I'm at home."

Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Gaoyang was very upset: "Boy, we were waiting to take you home, but you came back first."

Lu Yi's mouth twitched. Wait for him to fly? Don't I, Lu, have any face? He coughed dryly and said, "I saw Old Lu and Mom chatting in the sky, so I came back first."

After hearing this, Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi no longer cared.

Wang Siqi smiled and said, "As expected of my son, you are amazing. You defeated the enemy without fighting. The deacons spoke highly of you today."

Lu Yi: “???”

I've been standing for a whole day, and people still give me high praise? I'm afraid I have some serious illness.

Lu Gaoyang agreed cheerfully, "That's right, my brothers all think that a good father will have a good son."

Lu Yi glanced at Lu Gaoyang speechlessly: "..."

As long as this guy is happy.

The three of them chatted and laughed, and after dinner, Lu Yi was sent back to his room to practice. Both of them hoped that Lu Yi could stay in good shape.

Lu Yi returned to the room and accepted daily tasks to practice. As the spiritual energy circulated, Lu Yi's spiritual energy became stronger and stronger. He had a feeling that he was not far from the eighth level of Qi training.

After the Baiyun Yinqi Jue was upgraded to level 8, the speed of cultivation more than doubled compared to level 7. Coupled with the perfect Qi Condensation Pill, Lu Yi's current cultivation speed was extremely fast.

(End of this chapter)