After the matter here was resolved, Jiang Li reported the information to the Demon-Suppressing Hall.

This kind of thing was originally within the jurisdiction of the Demon-Suppressing Hall, and Elder He took it very seriously.

What kind of guy actually dared to stretch his dirty hands to the disciples of Sutra Valley? Do you really think the four gangsters of Dachong Mountain are made of mud?

What is the mastermind behind the scenes? What is the big umbrella covering the sky! That is only for outer disciples and ordinary casual cultivators.

What so-called big shot backing? No matter how big he is, can he be a Yuanying? In other words, can a Yuanying cultivator be interested in this little bit of interest?

He made a call from a high place and founded a sect. Some people were willing to give everything for him.

Therefore, it is impossible for the high-level cultivators behind these networks to be Nascent Souls, or even Golden Cores.

From the foundation-building stage to the core-forming stage, it is already the limit.

Therefore, they in Zangjing Valley have no fear for such guys.

He immediately summoned many elders and disciples and organized an emergency demon-suppressing operation, and with a single strike of thunder, this group of evil demons was wiped out.

According to the clues provided by Jiang Li, the operation was said to have gone quite smoothly, and several long-established demon cultivators and a small sect that was possessed by evil spirits were involved behind the scenes.

It's just that Jiang Li did not participate in this operation because he had to prepare for the sect's martial arts competition and one of his training had reached a critical moment. It was a pity.

After Jiang Li’s panel was changed to a new state that day, his mental strength and comprehension made another leap.

Influenced by this, the Heart Sutra of Avalokitesvara, which had been slow to make progress for a long time, finally made a breakthrough in these two days.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Jiang Li's consciousness body shook slightly, and another parallel consciousness was split out from between his eyebrows.

The palm-sized parallel consciousness fell to the ground. It also had a nose and eyes, clear and flexible thinking, and was almost no different from the original body.

The number of connected consciousnesses increased from two to three, and that feeling was truly amazing.

The most intuitive manifestation is that the physical strength that had not been fully mastered has become extremely docile under the joint cooperation of the main body and the second parallel consciousness.

This feeling of perfect control over power is something Jiang Li hasn't felt for a long time.

In addition, Jiang Li thought of another way to use it.

That is to solve the drawback of being unable to move when using the Hegemony Body Technique.

When Jiang Li's parallel consciousness exists within his body, theoretically speaking, he can use two spells of different attributes at the same time, and even practice both physical and qi training at the same time.

Then while maintaining the Hegemony Body Technique, it might be possible to use parallel consciousness to control the power of the Armor Horse Divine Movement.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li began to try. He retracted all the strength in his body, wrapped it with spiritual energy, and evenly distributed it throughout his body, making his body become as strong as cast iron and indestructible.

At this time, the muscles in Jiang Li's legs were also completely contracted, which made his joints stiff and unable to move at all.

But in addition to the most basic muscle strength, his legs also contain another more powerful force, which is the armor horse's divine movement.

The parallel consciousness quickly communicated with this power. With a thought, the originally stiff legs suddenly moved and ran forward agilely. The situation went so smoothly that it was beyond Jiang Li's expectations.

Bang! Jiang Li was just excited when he bumped his head against the wall in front of him.

Fortunately, this quiet training room is the most expensive and most solid place in the entire courtyard. Even though it was hit by Jiang Li, it only had a small dent and was not seriously damaged.

This is a bit too proud of oneself. He dares to use the armor horse to run in such a small place like the quiet room. It would be really strange if he didn't bump into anything.

But this is a minor matter, and it can be solved quickly with a little practice outside.

Many problems that had troubled Jiang Li before were now easily solved. He could even use parallel consciousness to practice two techniques at the same time, greatly accelerating his practice.

Keeping a parallel consciousness in the body can bring so many benefits to Jiang Li.

Now, he was somewhat reluctant to send this parallel consciousness out. Or maybe he had long regretted turning the first parallel consciousness into a sword cultivation clone.

Occasionally, I would enter the bodies of short-lived insects such as mayflies, mosquitoes, flies, and butterflies to gain short-term, high-return insights, improve my spiritual power, and advance my practice of the Heart Sutra of Avalokitesvara. That would be fine.

But if it is a long-term clone like the sword cultivator's clone, although Jiang Li already has an intended target, the goal of the second parallel consciousness will definitely bring him huge benefits.

But in a short period of time, the unrecoverable parallel consciousness will cause Jiang Li's practice of the Guanyin Heart Sutra to come to a halt, and his spiritual attributes cannot be improved.

This would cause him considerable trouble, so after weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Li decided to temporarily put aside a certain idea in his mind.

. . . .

Three days later, the final round of the sect martial arts competition finally officially began.

The huge floating arena in the sky is divided into five parts. Eleven outstanding foundation-building disciples under the age of thirty will compete to become the five strongest ones.

In front of the ten venues on the ground, twenty-two Qi Refining disciples were already eager to try.

This final round of the competition requires not only extraordinary strength, but also the confidence to defend the ring, the courage to challenge others, the wisdom to accurately judge the situation, the vision to measure the strength of the enemy and ourselves, and even the luck to survive until the end and pick up the leaks. . .

These factors will ultimately affect the ranking of winners and losers in the martial arts competition.

For example, this round of martial arts competition is likely to involve a round-robin format.

Even if you are very strong, you can't withstand others taking turns to attack you.

Therefore, the best and most intelligent choice at this time should be to wait and see from the bottom of the ring first. After figuring out your own strength positioning among everyone, you can find a ring that is not ranked too high and where the competition is not so fierce to defend the ring.

As the fight goes on, the disciples defending the arenas with close rankings will inevitably suffer heavy losses due to fierce competition. At that time, they may be able to defeat the strong with the weak. This approach is undoubtedly the best solution for rational people.

On the contrary, in this qualifying match, the bravest thing to do... or the dumbest and most brainless thing to do is to be the first to go on stage, and the one to go on stage to defend the "A" stage representing the first place.

duang! The gong was struck loudly.

The 17 winning disciples and the five disciples who regained the qualification did not move. For a moment, they looked at each other, with the light of "wisdom" shining in their eyes.

Then, at this moment, a burly figure yawned out of boredom, stood out from the crowd, and jumped directly onto the "A"-level arena representing the leader of the Qi Refining Stage with a tiptoe.

"Why, aren't you going to start yet?"

Jiang Li rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at his twenty-one senior brothers who were still motionless.

The twenty-one Qi Refining disciples in the audience looked at each other, not knowing what to say to Jiang Li.

They admired Jiang Li for breaking the deadlock, but whether he was brave or stupid depended on whether he could gain a firm foothold in the "A" arena.

The twenty-one disciples each had their own plans, and the bravest (stupid) disciple had already appeared.

Now, who wants to be the second bravest person? After a moment, a disciple carrying a long sword shook his head and sneered, walked out of the crowd, and also jumped onto the "A" ring in a few steps and stood in front of Jiang Li.

However, judging from his expression, his sneer was not directed at Jiang Li, but was a self-mockery.

"Junior Brother Jiang Li is so brave and valiant that we, his senior brothers, are ashamed of ourselves."

The sword-carrying disciple bowed to Jiang Li, looking very dissatisfied with his previous hesitation. His praise for Jiang Li was also sincere.

"You are too polite, Senior Brother. I have fought four matches in this A-shaped arena and have developed some feelings for it. Naturally, I want to keep fighting here."

Jiang Li returned the greeting, but the ease in his words was also obvious. I am not brave, I am just confident.

“Hahaha! Junior brother, you’re right. A swordsman should be brave. Let me, Mu Luo, be your first opponent.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword behind him flew out automatically and landed in his palm.

Jiang Li was stunned, then looked serious as he looked at the other party. This senior brother was obviously another sword cultivator, but unlike Qi Tianya who had been dragging down the team before, the long sword in this brother's hand gave Jiang Li a familiar feeling.

That is... the feeling of Jianxin's talent!

Jiang Li had realized the wonder of the sword heart through parallel consciousness, so he was not so unable to recognize even this.

The sword in Senior Brother Mu Luo's hand trembled slightly, but he did not throw it away. Instead, he walked towards Jiang Li step by step with the sword in his hand.

Seeing this, Jiang Li was even more surprised.

Unexpectedly, this senior brother is actually a non-mainstream person. He does not practice sword-flying, but instead practices swordsmanship.

Jiang Li's face slightly curved, his fists covered with a layer of darkness, and he also walked towards the other party.

One step, two steps, three steps, the speed of the two people gradually increased.

The swordsman Mu Luo's body movement skills were really quite impressive. There were phantoms under his feet, and after a moment his whole body moved with the sword, turning into a gust of wind and a dragon's roar, rushing towards Jiang Li.

The scene was as ethereal as a fairy.

If the other party was a breeze, then Jiang Li was a heavy truck running at full speed. His whole body was wrapped in a tremendous force, all concentrated on that iron fist.

Ding! ~

With the crisp sound of metal clashing, the sword tip that was stabbing straight at him collided head-on with Jiang Li's fist bone.

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The stalemate only lasted for a very brief moment, and then the breeze was defeated head-on by Jiang Li.

Under the pressure of the huge force, the sharp sword bent violently and elastically, and then all the power was transmitted to the sword cultivator Mu Luo through the spirit sword, blasting him away at a speed several times faster than when he came.

It feels lighter!

This was Jiang Li's first feeling after he knocked the opponent away. At least 30% to 40% of the 100% strength was dissipated by the opponent's body skills, and the remaining strength was buffered by the spiritual sword, so he should not be able to seriously injure the opponent.

As expected, the figure that flew backwards was caught by the breeze again, and after it flew back outside the arena area, instead of being captured by gravity and falling to the ground, it was directly soared into the sky by the magic weapon it controlled.

It has been said before that Jiang Li would be at a disadvantage if he encountered an agile opponent, but he never had such an opportunity. Now he finally encountered one.

Then let’s see how much force you can absorb from my next punch.

Jiang Li smiled, assumed a standing high jump posture, clenched his fists and was about to jump again.

However, a piercing pain came from his fist bone.

Jiang Li stopped and raised his right hand. He saw a bright red bloody hole at the third metacarpophalangeal joint, the hardest point on his fist.

After the collision just now, he was obviously also broken in defense.

As expected, he is gifted in swordsmanship. This Senior Brother Mu Luo’s swordsmanship should be close to awakening.

He was able to break through Jiang Li's skin defense during the Qi training stage. Even if he was placed in the Five Elements Peak of Shushan, he would be an absolute genius and a first-class disciple.

Although it only took a few breaths for the blood hole to heal completely and no trace could be seen, the fact is that the defense was broken.

"Armored Hard Skin is really starting to fall behind. It looks like we need to get the Overlord status online as soon as possible."

Jiang Li stood on the ring and muttered to himself. After watching the bloody hole on his hand heal completely, he had an idea.

The iron chain around his waist flew out automatically, flexibly climbing up and wrapping around Jiang Li's fists, and soon formed two black ball-shaped iron chain gloves!

The two fists collided, and there was a clanging metallic sound.

"Senior Brother Mu Luo, I'm sorry!"

Mu Luo, the sword cultivator flying in the sky, was breathing heavily with lingering fear. He wiped the bright red blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. He looked down with some disbelief.

He collided with the tip of his Fengyin sword with one fist. It would have been fine if his right hand wasn't disabled, but how could he have been knocked flying with just one punch?

Even at this moment, his spirit sword was still conveying to him waves of mournful cries.

The blade of the Fengyin Sword was flexible, and it almost got scrapped by the previous punch. However, such brute force still caused it to suffer heavy damage, and the sword light flowing on the blade became unstable.

A swordsman should be brave, but he should not seek death.

At this moment, he was thinking about how to admit defeat in a more graceful manner.

Then he heard Jiang Li's shout.

Offended? Boom! The ring below, which was blessed by the rune formation, finally couldn't bear the huge force, and a half-meter deep pit appeared in the center.

Then there was a violent sound of breaking through the air, and when Jiang Li's figure showed up again, he had already appeared above Mu Luo's head. Then, his fist wrapped in layers of iron chains smashed down on his chest.

Mu Luo was so frightened that his soul almost jumped out of his body, but with the iron fist approaching, he had no choice.

Swing the sword horizontally to intercept.

Ding! The Spirit Sword Fengyin trembled wildly, and it endured a heavy blow that it should not have endured at its level.

A streak of blood cut through the sky, and Senior Brother Mu Luo fell straight back to the ground with blood spurting out of his mouth. However, a genius is worthy of being a genius. Before he landed, he was surrounded by a breeze again, which dissolved most of the momentum into nothingness.

He can actually still stand firmly on the ring.

"Great! Looks like I can still do a little more."

Jiang Li threw a floating piece of wood behind him, crushed it with one step, and then smashed it back to the ground even faster with the help of the reverse force, and then took the opportunity to punch again.

Before the fist and the spirit sword were about to collide, Jiang Li seemed to see Senior Brother Mu Luo's mouth moving a few times, but because there was blood in his mouth, he was unable to speak in the end.

Fists and swords collide again!

The fist wrapped in the indestructible Dragon Prison Lock could naturally not be injured again. Instead, the heavier fist pressed the spirit sword and smashed into the opponent's chest, and then Senior Brother Mu Luo flew out like a sharp arrow.

An elder rushed over and caught Mu Luo in mid-air, preventing him from falling into the audience seats.

Afterwards, several Huichuntang disciples rushed forward to treat him. One after another, they injected magic spells into Mu Luo's body, and soon healed his injuries.

Although I was not in good condition, I was still able to go on stage again after regulating my breathing and meditating for a while.

After observing for a moment, the Jindan stage elder raised his head and looked deeply at Jiang Li on the stage.

He was not blaming Jiang Li for being too harsh, but quite the opposite.

The injury that Jian Xiumu suffered from the last punch was not serious, and could even be considered minor.

Being able to stop precisely in such a situation, I'm afraid this disciple of the Demon Subduing Hall's head master is much stronger than he showed.

Jiang Li stood on the stage, eager to try. This Senior Brother Mu Luo could actually take three of his punches, which made Jiang Li deeply feel that "there are always people better than you".

He was just halfway through his warm-up, and immediately cast his expectant gaze towards the remaining twenty Qi Refining Stage disciples, to see who would come up on stage to fight him next.

However, what greeted him was a crowd of astonishment, and everyone avoided his gaze.

Ma Donggui, the genius with thunder spirit root, seemed to not see Jiang Li. He scratched his head and then jumped onto the "B"-sized ring next to Jiang Li.

The other disciples then woke up from their dreams and jumped onto the stage to compete.

As a result, while the other nine arenas were engaged in intense fighting, Jiang Li was the only one guarding the empty arena, feeling completely lonely.

Didn't we agree that the A-shaped ring would be the most intense battlefield? Why did they all ignore me, Jiang Li? Jiang Li stood on the ring with a look of pain on his face.

Now Jiang Li finally understands the benefits of pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. If you don't pretend to be a pig, you can't even eat the tiger, let alone the pig.

Jiang Li felt a little depressed. It was awkward for him to stand alone under the spotlight of everyone.

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