Chapter 86: Sect Competition

If a member of the Ji family needs to build a foundation, the family must have a foundation-building pill.

The Taiyi Sect holds a small competition every ten years, so fifty pills are naturally not enough, but contribution points can be used to exchange them at the Wanfa Building.

In addition to those who have achieved great perfection in Qi Refining, many Qi Refining disciples with good qualifications have also signed up. They may not be here to compete for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

First of all, you can show your face in front of the inner sect Yuanying elders and Jindan Zhenren. If you are lucky, you may be noticed by them.

Secondly, I still want to test my own strength.

Ji Qingling and his friends also signed up.

She and Guan Yunchao are at the ninth level of Qi training, Zhou Yan and Ji Qingyuan are at the eighth level, and Ji Hui is at the seventh level.

Ji Hui was completely fooled by Ji Qingling and Zhou Yan. She planned to surrender immediately if she met someone who had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining on the field.

There were other members of the Ji family who also signed up, but Ji Qingling didn’t pay attention to them.

~ The square outside the gate was crowded with people, and the disciples who were taking part in the competition took turns to draw number plates.

Two people with the same number plates will play against each other.

In the first game, Ji Qingling's number was ninety-two.

There are three arenas in the outer gate square, and it will not be her turn for the time being.

At the front of the arena, there was a platform suspended high up by some unknown magic, with no support from underneath.

On the platform, a Jindan Zhenren from the inner sect presided over the small competition, and there were also several Yuanying elders watching.

The disciples were all trying their best to leave a good impression in front of the Yuanying Elder.

"Quiet~"

As soon as Master Mingchang, who was hosting the competition, opened his mouth, everyone fell silent and the square instantly became silent.

Ji Qingling had also heard of the famous sonic power of the inner sect master Mingchang, the dragon roar. The sound coming from all directions was indeed deafening.

"The competition begins. Remember not to harm anyone's life, not to destroy anyone's cultivation, and not to use poison..."

Mingchang Zhenren repeated the main rules of the competition: whoever falls out of the ring loses, one party can voluntarily admit defeat, the referee has the right to stop the competition, etc. Basically, he puts the safety of his disciples first.

The three competitions started at the same time, and Ji Qingling and Ji Hui randomly picked one to watch.

There were two cultivators at the tenth level of Qi Refining, both of them were using swords and were very powerful.

She and Ji Hui watched with great interest and whispered to each other.

"His strength is good, but his expression is too ferocious when he swings the sword. It's not pretty."

"You do the same when you fight."

"impossible!"

"real."

"Then I'll be more careful next time. This is so ugly!"

"What's your number?"

"Number nine."

Ji Qingling looked back at Ji Hui, his eyes full of disbelief.

Ji Hui was frightened by the look. "What's wrong?"

“This is the second game we’re watching.”

"Yes."

Ji Qingling pulled her through the crowd.

"Are you stupid? There are three arenas. If the second round starts in other arenas, it will be your turn next!"

"Ah! I forgot there were three arenas!"

Ji Qingling was so angry that his head hurt. No normal person would do this, right? Ji Hui was the kind of person who could handle big things clearly but was confused about small things.

If she is not there when they call for help, Master Mingchang will have to use his dragon roar again. Isn't that embarrassing! Although she was angry, when Ji Hui came on the court, Ji Qingling still cheered her on from the sidelines.

The other party was at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, and he probably didn't expect to encounter someone at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

"Hey, Junior Sister is quite courageous."

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Seeing this, Ji Hui didn't waste any time and directly picked up the sword to start the battle.

In the past few years, Ji Hui has never slacked off in her cultivation.

Ji Qingling was running faster and faster in front, and Ji Qiao was catching up behind. Brother Qingyuan did not fall behind in his practice and has been working hard to learn techniques in the past few years.

Daddy had never asked her to worry about cultivation resources, and she couldn't bring shame to Daddy.

The opponent’s strength is not bad, but Ji Hui’s efforts over the years have not been in vain.

She performed her sword skills so perfectly that no one could find any flaws, and for a moment it was impossible to tell who was better between the two.

If this continued, the man felt that he was going to be humiliated, so he no longer underestimated the enemy and used his ultimate move.

The difference in cultivation gradually became apparent, and Ji Hui's spiritual power began to be insufficient.

The opponent who had the upper hand began to show off again, with arrogance in his tone.

"I came up to the seventh level of Qi Refining just to show off my reputation. Do I have to fight to the death now?"

"You are doing this, except wasting my spiritual energy. It won't do you any good."

“So stubborn”

"Give up, this will probably be your battlefield in the next ten years, but now..."

With a bang, his sword-holding arm was injured by the explosion. He had just removed the protective shield because of his confidence.

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Ji Hui jumped back and fell down, "You talk too much!"

Then he turned to the referee and said, "I give up!"

Her opponent was very angry, but there was nothing he could do because she had already admitted defeat and could not fight again.

Ji Hui walked off the stage with her head held high and chest puffed out. Anyone who didn't know her would have thought she had won the competition.

Ji Qingling and his sister were waiting for her downstairs. When they saw her coming, Ji Qingling gave her a thumbs up.

Ji Qingyuan disagreed and said, "You are so old, but you are still as impulsive as a child."

"Who made him look down on others?" Ji Hui protested.

"That's right, we are not afraid." Ji Qingling also agreed.

Ji Qingyuan had no choice but to start preparing, as it would soon be his turn.

He was luckier than Ji Hui, as the other party was at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

And then he won! It was a bit difficult, but the result was good.

As soon as he got off the stage, his opponent called out to him, "Brother, what was the last talisman you used?"

Ji Qingyuan thought for a moment and replied, "That's a second-grade blasting talisman."

He left without waiting for the other party to ask any more questions.

Originally he hadn't planned to use the Exploding Talisman, but at the last moment, the outcome depended on just one move.

Alas! I couldn't help it! Unfortunately, someone was not as low-key as him. After the first round of competition, the second-level Explosion Talisman quickly spread among the outer sect.

Guan Yunchao was a wealthy immortal for several generations, and he probably bought the most explosive talismans from Ji Qingling.

The first person he encountered was someone who had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and he had seen that person before.

Zhou Yanyun, a senior sister who lives in the same courtyard as Ji Qingling.

The opponent has entered the great perfection of Qi training for a long time, has rich combat experience, and is ruthless in his attacks.

Although his single spiritual root spells were powerful, he gradually began to lose.

Fortunately, he also had his own trump card, just when Zhou Yanyun threw a violent fireball at him.

Guan Yunchao did not retreat but advanced instead, and a burst of extremely cold air rushed towards Zhou Yanyun.

The next moment she found her feet were frozen to the ground.

This! The people around exclaimed.

"Hey, isn't Guan Yunchao a water-type spiritual root?"

"What's going on? What kind of spell is this to be frozen?"

"This is clearly a spell of the Ice Spiritual Root!"

"Mutated ice spirit root?"

"Impossible! I fought him in the martial arts hall, and he just cast a water spell! Who can't see the water arrows flying so fast?"

The people below the ring were in an uproar, and Zhou Yanyun on the stage was also stunned.

Taking advantage of her distraction, he used several explosive talismans to blast through the opponent's defense and used a sword to touch the tip of the opponent's nose.

The battle is over! 　Alas, my brother is getting older and older, and the gap between the three people's cultivation will only get bigger and bigger, but they will definitely not get further and further away. I like Ji Hui very much. Sometimes she is confused, but she can make things clear on important matters, and she is the kind of person who can't make people angry. I want to arrange a good master for her.

(End of this chapter)