"Don't touch him!"

When Xiao Si found that Jiang Li was about to get up and come out, his face was red for some reason and he stepped forward to help him, but was quickly stopped by Elder He.

Senior Sister Xiao Si stepped back in confusion, and the next second, the big vat was shattered into pieces under the huge force that Jiang Li could not control.

Jiang Li was also stunned, still holding a piece of the cylinder body in his hand.

He also felt that something was wrong, and took a step forward.

Bang! The bluestone floor beneath his feet was crushed to pieces by his footsteps. In just a few seconds, the quiet room was in a mess.

Jiang Li only felt that all the muscles in his body were swelling and his strength increased greatly.

But what followed was the loss of control over physical strength.

Although it is not as exaggerated as the full-power Jia Ma Shen Xing, the power released by any movement is enough to destroy the stubborn stone.

"Master, I'll go out and dig a hole first."

"Sister Xiao Si, thank you so much for this. It's a bit inconvenient for me, but I will definitely visit you another day."

Jiang Li did not dare to move under Elder He's murderous gaze. After saying hello to Senior Sister Xiao Si, he stretched out his hand to summon the Dragon Prison Chain placed aside, and let it take him to the open space outside.

Soon, exaggerated roars came from the open space.

If Jiang Li had not carved a circle of sound-absorbing musical inscriptions around this area when he was pounding the ground earlier, the entire Demon-Suppressing Hall would have been unable to sleep for a long time.

This blow lasted another seven days and seven nights.

During this period, registration for the sect's martial arts competition began, and Elder He naturally could not refuse Jiang Li's participation.

It should be said that he had been waiting for this opportunity to gain face for a long time.

He couldn't help but feel excited when he thought about the little disciple he had just accepted for a few months, who would pin a group of geniuses to the ground and beat them up.

Therefore, before Jiang Li even had time to say anything, Elder He had already told him the name.

During this period, Yan Hong sent him a bag of gold powder and gold paint, so that his magic-breaking golden skin finally completely covered his entire body.

Of course, this also means that he will no longer have any chance to have a confidante like "Nie Xiaoqian" in the future.

Yan Hong, that guy, finally entered the middle stage of Qi training. As Jiang Li gradually gained a foothold in the sect, his business was getting better and better.

In addition to the dividends given to Jiang Li and his own cultivation expenses, the spirit stones he earned every month were enough to give some spirit stones to his disciples as bonuses.

According to him, he plans to set up a stall and send people to stay at the Shengxian Pavilion market. By then, the amount of spirit stones he can earn may be more than ten times.

Afterwards, Jiang Li also visited Senior Sister Xiao Si's alchemy room again.

It was a pity that the jars of good wine he brought to the door were not used, but she dragged him to process a pile of spiritual materials that required a lot of effort.

Afterwards, Elder He's disciples, including Liu Mulan and several other disciples who met the requirements for the competition, also returned to the sect one after another.

Jiang Li had met them all before, and they were all super muscular men with tattoos.

Although Jiang Li was strong enough, he was still young after all. Standing next to them, he looked like a potato among a group of pumpkins.

They were quite nice to their junior fellow apprentice Jiang Li. Almost everyone gave him a gift, which allowed Jiang Li to unexpectedly make a small profit.

Time passed day by day, and the time for the sect martial arts competition was getting closer. Ten more small arenas appeared on the ground below the floating main arena.

The Qi Refining disciples, who are larger in number but of lower quality, will fight on the arena on the ground.

Of course, if the disciples from both sides want to fight in the air, this arena can also do it.

Soon, the day of the sect martial arts competition arrived.

The master of Sutra Valley and many high-level officials gathered in Changqing Hall. Then the entire hall suddenly rose into the sky and landed on a auspicious cloud, showing the majesty of the immortals.

Looking down from that height, the view must be perfect, and all eleven arenas can be seen clearly.

Inner sect disciples can choose to board the sect’s flying boat and stand on the deck to watch the large and small arenas in the center.

As for the outer disciples, they do not have such good treatment. It is not bad to look at the arena of ten Qi Condensation disciples on the ground, but if they want to watch the exciting fight between the Foundation Establishment disciples, they can only crane their necks to look up.

Then the sect elders came out and announced the rules of the competition.

This rule is actually no rule.

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You can use magic weapons, talismans, and even swallow pills on the spot. This is the rule set according to the Dachongshan monk competition. As long as you can win, other trivial matters are nothing.

Of course, killing is not allowed within the sect.

"Jiang Li, do you really want to fight in this ring?"

"I heard that among the Qi Refining disciples participating in this martial arts competition, only two are in the middle stage of Qi Refining, and the other brothers and sisters are all in the late stage of Qi Refining. Is it really okay for you to go up like this?"

Yan Hong stood beside Jiang Li and chattered incessantly. In his eyes, or in the eyes of most cultivators, Qi training represented everything.

"You may have forgotten the dragon turtle I caught last time. I was able to catch that thing, so what are a few Qi training disciples?"

Yan Hong was in the trading area at the time and did not see the real dragon turtle. When he heard people talk about it later, he thought it was just an exaggeration.

In his deeply rooted concept, a person in the middle stage of Qi training can never defeat a person in the late stage of Qi training.

It's nothing, just a lack of knowledge.

"And it's only the late stage of Qi training. I'm almost there, bro."

Jiang Li rolled his eyes helplessly, then spoke to himself.

It has been more than two months since he broke through to the sixth level of the Ghost Wood Art. Although he spent a long period of time practicing his body skills, he did not have much time to actually practice Qi.

But the effect of infusing the body with spiritual energy is indeed powerful, allowing him to reach the peak of the sixth level now. He is only one step away from breaking through to the late stage of Qi training.

"By the way, you said that besides me, there was another mid-stage Qi training disciple who participated in the martial arts competition. Do you know who it was?"

Jiang Li became curious about this. Besides him, who else is so brave? "Look over there, isn't that it?"

Yan Hong quietly pointed in a direction, and Jiang Li looked in the direction and found a young man of similar age sitting in a corner of the waiting area. The look between his eyebrows was indifferent, as if he was so arrogant that he looked down on all the people in the world.

But Jiang Li suddenly felt that this pretentious face was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before?

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