End of the game
Meng Rui swung his sword in mid-air, and the enemy was knocked away. He held the sword and looked into the distance. He didn't expect that it took three hours to find a fourth-grade alchemist. His swordsmanship was good, but the magic weapon was fragile and it fell apart in a short while.
A swordsman would actually use a magical weapon that is not suitable for him?
Not the opponent he had in mind.
"Bang——" For no reason, he became a little irritated and knocked away another monk who was attacking him by surprise. Even Qu Chun who was beside him noticed his dissatisfaction.
"Meng Rui, what's wrong with you?" Qu Chun saw the petals falling beside him and shook his head. "You're obsessed with swordsmanship. Everyone looks like a match to you."
Meng Rui: "No need to watch, we're going to lose."
Qu Chun looked up and saw that the girl's sword had indeed turned into ashes and drifted away with the flower petals. However, there was no trace of panic on her face, and she looked extremely calm.
He smiled broadly, "How could someone with such sword intent and swordsmanship be defeated? Meng Rui, although you practice swordsmanship and call yourself crazy, you don't understand the sword heart of others."
One sword brings about a rain of flowers, another sword brings about a cold glow. Such a person can win even if he is holding a piece of tree branch.
Meng Rui was stunned: "I..." It turned out that he had always judged people by their appearance, only seeing the surface but not the inside. He claimed to be crazy, but he didn't expect that he was not as clear-headed as Qu Chun, a spectator.
…
"White Tiger, break it for me!"
Defeat the evil spirits, demons and monsters!
A mere white fox wants to disturb people's minds?
The roar of the white tiger resounded in the square. Everyone heard the tiger's roar, calmed their souls, cleared their minds, looked up, and gasped.
“This…this is!”
White tiger, one of the four great sacred beasts!
The shadow of a huge white tiger covered the sky, shrouding the weak girl. The white tiger held its head high and chest out, while the white fox crawled on the ground, retreating cowardly. Its blood was suppressed, and the king of the forest intimidated all the beasts.
Qian Luo held Tao Yue in one hand and held the flowing jade pen in the other. She smiled and said, "My two fellow Taoists, have you found the wrong person?"
Do you think these two women are easy to bully?
Song Jin didn't expect to run into such a tough opponent. He thought that these two female cultivators would be easy to bully. He didn't expect that they had extraordinary swordsmanship, nor did he expect that they had unique skills. They could use a jade pen to determine the reality, outline the skins of animals, write poems, and make them come true in the paintings.
These Wen Xiu are not easy to deal with. They can create all things and have great destructive power. They can have millions of soldiers at once. They can't defeat them!
He pulled Gu Guang and fled the battlefield in shame.
Elder Li from the Purchasing Department remembered Qian Luo's trick and said sourly, "I didn't expect a swordsman who doesn't focus on practicing swordsmanship would have other means?"
The president of the Alchemy Association had a good impression of Qian Luo and stepped out to smooth things over. "It's always good to have many skills. He's an exceptional swordsman, a remarkable painter, and a gifted alchemist. He's a very capable young man. Elder Li, don't be so sour. Just keep an eye on us. We alchemists also have some very capable fighters."
"yes……"
Jiang Baiwei lazily stood up, fanning herself slightly with a palm-leaf fan: "Compared to my niece, how about it?"
"This..." Elder Li and the president trembled and looked at each other. Isn't this a fatal question?
Fortunately, a mechanical voice came to their rescue: "532, 952, advancement successful!"
Elder Li wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Miss Feiyao and Miss Qingyan have both advanced. Congratulations!"
The president smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes!"
Jiang Baiwei snorted softly: "That's all they can do. They're both so slow, more than half the time has already passed!"
"There are still more than two hours left. How many people have successfully advanced?"
Let's wait and see.
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With a sword and a stroke of the brush, they showed their might in the square. No one dared to mess with Qian Luo and Tao Yue. They didn't expect that the female cultivators in the early stage of foundation building were so powerful. Many cultivators in the late stage of foundation building didn't dare to step forward to offend them. After all, with just a stroke of the brush, one person could draw thousands of troops. Why bother to make them unhappy?
It’s better to just present the spiritual plant honestly and then fight for it yourself.
Qian Luo ignored their "offerings" and flew onto the jade pen at an extremely fast speed. She obtained the remaining materials from the spiritual plant treasure house and successfully refined 20 detoxification pills.
"123,251 successfully advanced!"
The two disappeared on the spot.
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On the other side, Qu Chun and Meng Rui also completed the task. The landscape ink fan and the Lingxiao sword, one fan and one sword, complemented each other. They were also the best in the late stage of foundation building. They flew among the crowd and seized the spiritual plants. The breeze blew past them, and they were as gentle as jade, like a modest gentleman.
Qu Chun won the hearts of the female cultivators and the jealousy of the male cultivators. The silent Meng Rui danced with his sword so fast that sparks flew off his sword. He stared at Qu Chun speechlessly and said, "Quickly, collect your magical powers and go make the elixir."
"What?" Qu Chun blinked, the corners of his mouth turned up, his eyes shone with soft starlight, making him even more charming.
Meng Rui: Fortunately Liu Ling is not here, otherwise this place would become a fan club.
The two of them advanced successfully, and Gu Xianyun's group followed closely behind, quickly refining pills and successfully advancing.
"After the first round, it's estimated that only 50,000 people will be left. The spiritual plant treasury isn't inexhaustible. When it's depleted, a fight will ensue over the elixirs. Time waits for no one. Low-level alchemists with low cultivation and no team will not be able to pass the first round. The more time passes, the more people will bleed."
[This is how cultivation should be.]
Gu Teng on the side shook his head, not understanding his sister's sentimentality. He was reckless and straightforward, and didn't understand why she should sympathize with the enemy.
"Cousin..."
Gu Xianyun sighed. She was not feeling sympathy, but rather grief. Perhaps in the second or third round, she would be left far behind by others and be eliminated.
The five of them walked out of the teleportation array and left Baodan Square. Gu Ci said what had just happened: "I just saw Qu Chun. I didn't expect him to be here too."
Gu Qiuchi: "Qu Chun?"
Gu Xianyun: "He is the alchemy genius of the Qu family. He is very young, much younger than me. He is also a fourth-grade alchemist, in the late stage of foundation building, and has a bright future."
"In the second round, if we encounter a team from them, it's best to avoid them. They are all decent people and won't make things difficult for us. We can't beat them, so don't get into a fight."
Li Mi and Liu Tai had never heard of these people's names: "Who are these people? They are so powerful? Neither of us brothers have ever heard of them."
Qiao Shu and Qiao Hua nodded. "Team Leader Gu knows so much about this. Is he a cultivator from District Four?"
Gu Xianyun: "That's right, retreat if you can. We can't afford to offend them. Qu Chun has the fourth-ranked Green Fire, Liu Ling has the fifth-ranked Hibiscus Fire, Wang Xin has the high-level spiritual treasure Canglan Ancient Mirror for protection, and the swordsman with the sword can rival Gu Ci in swordsmanship."
"How is this possible?" Li Mi and Liu Tai glared. "Don't encourage others to become more ambitious and destroy your own prestige. We have seen it with our own eyes these days. Brother Gu Ci's swordsmanship is among the best!"
Li Mi and Liu Tai frowned. Although Gu Ci was not as good as Gu Teng, being only in the middle stage of foundation building, his swordsmanship was cold and awe-inspiring, and filled with murderous aura. Otherwise, the Gu family would not have sent Gu Ci to protect the Gu sisters.
Gu Ci's black eyes were devoid of emotion as he simply admitted, "My swordsmanship is not as good as his."
Not only was she inferior to him, she was even inferior to that female cultivator. Perhaps she should go out and see the world. Otherwise, being trapped in her family would be like being a frog in a well. She wondered how many outstanding people and talented figures there were out there.
Perhaps within the Gu family and among his peers, his swordsmanship was passable, but at the alchemy conference, he felt ashamed. This was clearly a competition focused on alchemy, yet he couldn't even match the others in swordsmanship.
Thinking of this, Gu Ci felt his face getting hot, and his two black gemstone-like eyes dimmed.
"Don't, don't be sad!" A warm big hand patted his shoulder. Gu Ci turned around and saw his stuttering elder brother Gu Teng. Gu Teng looked handsome and tough. Because he stuttered and seldom spoke, he always had a cold face. People mistakenly thought he was aloof, but he was actually very kind-hearted.
[One is in the middle stage of foundation building, the other is in the late stage of foundation building. It's normal that they can't compare. Don't take it to heart, brother.]
【Rest for three days and prepare for the second round of competition.】
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Baiwei Palace
"This is a magic weapon for self-defense prepared for you."
Jiang Feiyao looked at her smiling aunt and then at the storage bag in front of her. As soon as she opened it, a colorful light appeared, with attack talismans, defensive formations, and high-level magic weapons...
"Thank you, Auntie..."
Jiang Baiwei's eyebrows curved: "That's nothing. After the alchemy conference is over, the three of us aunts will give you a surprise."
"By the way, have your attacks been severe recently?" Jiang Baiwei restrained her smile, worry showing in her eyes. She pulled the girl's hand, opened her palm, and made a "hiss" sound.
It was scalded.
Her palms were no different from those of ordinary people, but they were extremely hot, as if she had touched a hot iron, burning her palms red.
"A few months ago, your second aunt said that the cold pond was no longer effective and your illness was getting worse."
Jiang Feiyao withdrew her hand and lowered her eyelashes: "It's been...not very stable recently."
She had a "strange disease" since she was a child and had gotten used to it. However, her aunts seemed to be very concerned about her condition and always looked worried.
"That's great. I brought you your favorite spiritual food. Just eat well and sleep well." She opened the lid and talked about the second round of the competition. "I heard that you haven't found a teammate yet. Do you want my help?"
Jiang Feiyao put down her chopsticks and shook her head. "Qingyan and I will go out and have a look tomorrow. I want to find teammates myself. They need to have compatible personalities and high cultivation levels."
"Auntie, don't worry."
Her three aunts have always taken good care of her since she was a child, but she just wants to be an invisible person, talk less and make more pills, and be a real alchemist.
Aunt Bai Wei said that if she waited a few more years, she would be able to break through the bottleneck and become a fifth-grade alchemist, which would make her a true great alchemist.
She was looking forward to that day. To this end, she studied and practiced diligently, not knowing how to get tired. Only then could she go further and further on the path of alchemy and no longer be called a disgrace to the Jiang family, a person with connections...
Jiang Baiwei handed her a piece of animal meat and said, "By the way, in a few days, it will be your father's memorial day..."
"I'm not going." Jiang Feiyao quickly refused, ate faster, and wiped her mouth. "I'm done."
After saying that, he left.
"Hey, you kid!" Jiang Baiwei put down her chopsticks, looked at her leaving back, and smiled, "After all these years, Feiyao still hasn't forgiven him."
"Forget it, the real thing will start after the alchemy conference is over." She clenched her chopsticks. Under the flickering lights, there was a gorgeous face of a beautiful woman, flickering like a ghost.
“Even ants have to go against the will of heaven.”
Let them wait and see what happens next.
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