Why is Bai Xiaoxiao here
Yan Qing paid attention to Bai Xiaoxiao's cultivation and found that he was in the early stage of Nascent Soul. But it was normal. Since Bai Xiaoxiao had inherited the power of Zixiao and omitted the step of absorbing spiritual energy, he only needed to learn to control the transformation of himself, and the speed would naturally be faster.
At this time, the elder of Fuhua Sect on the Wanxiang Platform spoke.
"Number 430, Bai Xiaoxiao of the He Huan Sect versus Ning Yiqiu of the Wang Qing Sect."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience was in an uproar, and everyone looked towards the ring in the center.
Mingze said excitedly: "Yanqing Yanqing, it's Senior Sister Yiqiu, Senior Sister Yiqiu is going to the stage!"
This match was a foregone conclusion for Mingze. Everyone had already secretly decided on the top three. As long as Ning Yiqiu didn't face the other two, he would probably be able to defeat his opponent in three moves in the first round.
Yan Qing nodded thoughtfully.
Ning Yiqiu walked out from the crowd, holding a long sword, with a handsome face, his blue and white robe fluttering in the wind, his whole demeanor was cold and capable.
The token on her waist also shows her identity as a disciple of the inner peak of the Wangqing Sect.
Everyone looked at her secretly, whispering to each other.
"Ning Yiqiu is now a late Nascent Soul cultivator, right?"
“Not only that, I heard from the disciples of Wangqing Sect that he seems to be about to break through to the peak of Yuanying.”
"Then her chances of winning the Qingyun competition are very high."
Several senior brothers and sisters from the Hehuan Sect comforted Bai Xiaoxiao, but could only say, "Just do your best."
Bai Xiaoxiao smiled, secretly gave herself a thumbs up, and walked to the stage.
Everyone on the stage thought of the young disciple of the Hehuan Sect: a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, whose weapon was just an ordinary sword.
I was suddenly disappointed, thinking that this competition was a foregone conclusion.
Yan Qing thought he had watched the whole game, but he didn't expect that after a while, he heard the elder calling his name.
"Number 444, Yan Qing of Wangqing Sect versus Yin Bai of Liuguang Sect."
His competition also began. Yan Qing waved goodbye to Mingze and walked towards another arena.
The elder later announced a few couples. The crowd was noisy.
"It looks like there won't be much to watch in the first round."
"Nonsense. Among the tens of thousands of participants, 80% are estimated to be in the early Nascent Soul stage. There are only a few in the late Nascent Soul stage. Do you still want to fight him in the first round?"
Most of the disciples of Wangqing Sect went to watch Ning Yiqiu's competition, while the disciples of Liuguang Sect paid more attention to Yin Bai.
So Yan Qing walked to the territory of Liuguang Sect alone.
As expected, he saw Yin Wuwang in the crowd.
I don't know how the great elder of Liuguang Sect punished him yesterday. Anyway, Yin Wuwang's lips are blue and his eyes are bloodshot. He is in a very bad state. However, the moment Yin Wuwang looked up and saw himself in the crowd, he was actually very excited. He was suppressed to the extreme and showed deep paranoia.
He stared at Yan Qing motionlessly, as if struggling at the end of his rope.
Yan Qing: “?”
How come Yin Wuwang becomes more courageous after facing more setbacks
A normal person would probably be frightened if Yin Wuwang stared at him so terribly. But Yan Qing had been observed and speculated by countless people with ill intentions in his previous life at the Red Lotus Pavilion. He was too lazy to pay attention to him and stood on the stage lightly.
When Yin Bai found out that his opponent was Yan Qing, he sneered and looked extremely disrespectful.
There was only one elder in charge of the initial test, and he was sitting on a high platform far away, monitoring with his spiritual sense. After all, the disciples of the Nine-pointed Sect had some reservations, and usually would not cause too serious injuries.
So in competitions like this, no one would be watching.
Yan Qing followed the rules of Shang Chong Tian and politely took out the wooden sword, saying, "Fellow Daoist Yin, please give me some advice."
Yin Bo's weapon was a rope. When he saw Yan Qing take out the wooden sword, he felt humiliated. His face twisted slightly, and he raised his voice in disbelief, "You're comparing this to me?"
"Yes. Any questions?" Yan Qing showed a simple smile and said slowly: "I'm sorry, I just came to Nanzezhou and I don't know anything. This wooden sword was carved by me temporarily, it should be quite sharp, don't dislike it."
Everyone from Liuguang Sect on the stage: "..."
He was already worried about this young disciple of the Wangqing Sect.
Yin Bai's face turned pale, and he looked up at Yan Qing with his eyes fixed on her. He smiled solemnly and maliciously: "It doesn't matter. A beauty with a wooden sword also complements each other very well."
In the crowd, Yin Wuwang pursed his lips, feeling worried but also a sense of revenge. If Xie Ying hadn't come back to tell him yesterday, he would have told Yan Qing more about Yin Bai - telling Yan Qing that Yin Bai was a homosexual who loved to torture people, hoping that he would surrender after one move.
The Qingyun Association will test tens of thousands of disciples. As long as no one is killed, the elders will not care. Yan Qing will definitely lose face on the stage this time!
Yin Wuwang lowered his head, hiding the expression in his eyes.
On the stage, Yin Bai looked at him with an ambiguous look, and said slowly: "Little Taoist friend, let me take my time. I have long wanted to learn the swordsmanship of the Wangqing Sect."
Yan Qing looked at him and smiled: "Okay."
Yin Bo's eyes became more and more unscrupulous. He measured Yan Qing's neck and waist. The more he looked, the more he felt the fire burning in his heart. He suddenly laughed and said, "How come you came to Wangqing Sect after leaving Nanze Prefecture? I think your figure and physique are more suitable for Hehuan Sect. As one of the nine sects, Hehuan Sect has a special mental method that relies on dual cultivation to improve your cultivation. With your appearance, it's a pity not to practice dual cultivation with others." It's a pity not to do it in bed.
Yan Qing said: "Don't worry, Brother Yin, I already have a Taoist companion."
Yin Bai frowned: "Do you have a Taoist partner?"
Yan Qing: “Yeah.”
Yin Bo's smile became even more malicious: "Oh, I hope your Taoist partner can also see this competition."
After saying that, he also used the long rope in his hand, with a dark and evil mind, to attack Yan Qing's waist directly. There was a barbed scimitar on the long rope, which could easily cut through the clothes.
"?" Yan Qing only knew that the Liuguang Sect had a crooked beam, but he didn't expect it to be so crooked. He raised his eyes slightly, without any fancy movements, just raised his sword to block.
Yin Bo immediately sneered disdainfully. His double-edged rope was not an ordinary rope. It had been tempered countless times by his spiritual fire and was comparable to a ground-level magic weapon. Such a broken wooden sword would only be crushed by the blades on the rope.
He suddenly exerted his strength, and manipulated the rope to try to break the wooden sword in Yan Qing's hand, and then tortured him slowly.
However, when the double-edged rope was close to the wooden sword, it suddenly became immobile, imprisoned by frost.
Yin Bai looked horrified.
-What's this
Yan Qing just wanted to use the wooden sword to block it for a while, so that he could use the soul thread secretly. Unexpectedly, a layer of frost appeared on the surface of the plum wood, which directly froze the double-edged lock.
"You—" Yin Bai gritted his teeth and finally became a little more vigilant.
The plum tree on Yuqing Peak was originally part of the formation, and over the years it had been stained with Xie Shiyi's aura. The spiritual power at the peak of the Spiritualization Stage, attached to any object, would become a rare magical instrument in the world.
Yan Qing had not expected this wooden sword to be so powerful. He blinked and tried to swing it. However, the cold frost on the wooden sword spread along the rope with a crackling sound, and immediately, like lightning, it attacked Yin Bo's hand holding the rope.
The cold is biting.
Yin Bo suddenly screamed and let go of his hand.
The double-edged rope was frozen in the air by ice and snow.
In the blink of an eye, the ice crystal shattered into pieces!
The power of absolute destruction shattered the frozen double-edged rope. It shattered into brilliance and fell to the ground.
"My rope? My rope?!" Yin Bai's eyes were bloodshot, his hands were still bleeding, he was so furious that he no longer wanted to care about his wounds. His black robe fluttered and dozens of yellow talismans flew out from inside.
"Bitch! I'm going to kill you!"
Originally he just wanted to humiliate this bitch, but now he wants to make her live a life worse than death!
Yin Bai is good at casting talismans because his master is Fu Cheng, the best talisman caster in the current cultivation world.
Dozens of yellow talisman papers surrounded Yan Qing, then split into two, four, and eight, spreading out endlessly to form a talisman formation that enveloped him in all directions.
Yin Bai's teeth were clacking, and he put his index and middle fingers together. Blood floated in the air, and stroke by stroke, he drew an intricate pattern.
"Go!" Yin Bai said.
The blood-made pattern banged forward and was printed on the yellow talisman. A flash of blood appeared, and in an instant, the pattern appeared on every piece of talisman paper.
The Liuguang Sect disciples on the stage were stunned with shock.
"Yin Bai actually used the Guiyuan Thunder and Fire Talisman Formation?!"
"It's just a preliminary exam, what is he doing?"
The Guiyuan Thunder and Fire Talisman Formation can be said to be Yin Bai's trump card. It was inherited from the Fucheng Grand Elder who was in the Void Stage. It needs to be activated with heart and blood, and at least half of the spiritual power in the body must be exhausted to activate the formation.
This should be a magic weapon saved for the final decisive battle. How could Yin Bai use it in his first attempt against an early Nascent Soul cultivator
At the same time, the competition on Ning Yiqiu's side also came to an end.
The whole audience was silent.
"Hehuan Sect, Bai Xiaoxiao wins."
Ning Yiqiu half-knelt on the ground, and the moment he put down his sword, the astonishment in his eyes remained.
The Qingyun Club competition has a "questioning the rankings" session at the end, so even if you are unlucky in the first round and encounter tough opponents, there is still room for recovery.
She was defeated by an early disciple, but she did not feel humiliated or angry. All her attention was focused on recalling the last move that the disciple of the Hehuan Sect used...
The purple spiritual power surged and sharp, like eternal lightning, striking down from the sky.
He directly knocked the sword out of her hand, causing blood to flow from her throat.
The young man in front of him obviously didn't even know how to wield a sword. His moves were light and soft, and he was even out of breath after moving a few times.
The last move contained a hint of... just a hint of it, which was enough to make her tremble all over.
This kind of pressure can only be possessed by those who are not at the Dongxu stage.
Dongxu Period—How is it possible
There are so few seniors in the Upper Heaven Cavern Void Stage. She has been in the Wangqing Sect for so long, but except for the Grandmaster of Jing Shuangfeng, she has never come into contact with other elders in the Cavern Void Stage... Even the Grandmaster only comes once every hundred years.
Ning Yiqiu was speechless on the stage.
No one spoke on the stage.
Especially the people from the Wangqing Sect were shocked by this sudden change.
In sharp contrast, Bai Xiaoxiao's emotions fluctuated too much. Now his lips were still slightly pursed, and there was a trace of confusion in his clear eyes, but he was almost knocked out by the joy of victory. He thought of what his senior brothers and sisters said to him before he went on stage, and then thought that he defeated the most anticipated disciple of Wangqing Sect this time, and for a moment, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes.
He looked down at his hands, feeling both relieved and complicated, thinking that his efforts over the past few months had not been in vain...
The disciples of the Hehuan Sect had never expected this development. They knew very little about this junior brother who joined the sect halfway. They only knew that he had a special physique and was very suitable for the Hehuan Sect's mental method. They never thought that he could actually defeat Ning Yiqiu.
"Senior Sister Yiqiu!" Mingze walked forward worriedly and tried to support Ning Yiqiu, who had blood on the corner of her lips.
Ning Yiqiu said nothing and walked towards the stage.
Bai Xiaoxiao danced on the stage, her pink robe fluttering like a butterfly.
"Xiaoxiao!" The disciples of the Hehuan Sect had mixed feelings, but they all forced themselves to smile and surrounded him to congratulate him.
"Senior Brother Yan, I won." Bai Xiaoxiao sniffed and laughed.
When he was in the Huichun Sect, he never dared to imagine that one day he would be treated like a star by the disciples of the Jiuye Sect.
Everything that happened after entering Nan Ze Province seemed like a dream. First, he was foolishly deceived and almost sold to be a cauldron. Then, he met a noble man and became a disciple of the He Huan Sect.
After that, he practiced with Yan Lexin and broke through the Nascent Soul stage. He used to be a frog in a well, but now, as if in a dream, he stood among the stars.
"Senior Brother Yan, I defeated Ning Yiqiu, and I defeated the people from the Wangqing Sect." Bai Xiaoxiao cried with joy, her whole body shaking.
Yan Lexin finally took a serious look at Bai Xiaoxiao. He originally thought that his master brought this little gadget back to the sect just to facilitate his dual cultivation and improve his skills. Unexpectedly...
Yan Lexin smiled: "Xiaoxiao, congratulations."
The rest of the people were stunned, and they were puzzled. The competition on the ring changed rapidly, and no one could see clearly what was happening.
That little disciple from the Hehuan Sect couldn't even hold the sword steadily, and his moves were all a mess... and he actually won in the end?
Some members of the Liuguang Sect also came to watch the show, and laughed out loud when Ning Yiqiu lost. The two sects had been holding grudges for a long time, so they naturally spoke without restraint.
"Is this the person from Wang Qing Sect who has a chance to win this time?"
"It's really eye-opening."
"A late Nascent Soul vs. an early Nascent Soul, how much energy does it take to lose?"
Mingze glared at him and wanted to say something, but Ning Yiqiu frowned and stopped him, saying, "Mingze, shut up!"
Just as she finished her words, a gust of wind suddenly blew over a platform in the east.
Before everyone could recover from the shock of Ning Yiqiu's defeat, they were stunned again and turned their heads around.
There were only yellow blood patterns all over the sky, surrounding the Guiyuan Thunder and Fire Array.
The surging black fog even covered half of the sky above the Wanxiang Tower.
"Over there, is that Yin Bo?"
"—Returning to the Origin Thunder Fire???"
One major difference between Liuguang Sect and other sects is that they attach great importance to the bloodline of the clan members.
Apart from the iconic red lotus between the eyebrows of the patriarch of the Yin family, another point that is well known to everyone in the Upper Heaven is that the Yin family is biased towards their own people.
In just this one Qingyun opportunity, he even gave up the Guiyuan Thunder and Fire Formation to the younger generation, which shows how favored Yin Bai is in the sect.
"No, the one fighting against Yin Bai is Yan Qing!"
Mingze suddenly thought of this, his pupils widened, and he turned his head to Ning Yiqiu and said, "Senior Sister! Yan Qing is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul now. If he is injured by the Guiyuan Thunder and Fire Array, it will be a small matter for him to rest for a few months. I am afraid that his Dantian will rupture." Not to mention, Yan Qing's Dantian was not cultivated by himself, and his foundation is weak.
Mingze was as anxious as an ant on hot pan.
Ning Yiqiu had no good feelings towards Yan Qing, but seeing Mingze so anxious, he still sighed and said soothingly: "Aze, don't worry, I will pass the message to Elder Tianshu right away."
Mingze: "Okay, thank you, Senior Sister."
This round of competition at the Wanxiang Platform had basically ended, with only Yan Qing's side left, so everyone turned their eyes to the east.
Yan Qing was in the Guiyuan Thunder and Fire Formation. He stretched out his hand and picked up a piece of talisman paper out of boredom. He lowered his eyes to look at the pattern on it, which seemed childish but was still meticulously traced.
Yan Qing sighed and smiled.
It's a sigh and also a mockery.
Needless to say, this was truly the most shoddily crafted talisman array he had ever created.
Huai Mingzi is good at making talismans. When he reaches the stage of transformation, he doesn't need paper as a medium. Everything is guided by it, and everything is in its place. Flowers and leaves, wind and fire, the old man is wrapped in a robe made of black fog. With a casual stroke of his old hand, countless heads fall to the ground thousands of miles away.
Huai Mingzi was afraid of his Weaving Girl silk and would not take action openly.
He could only team up with the Seventh Eunuch who was beside him to secretly trip him up every day.
Yan Qing learned so much that he almost became a talisman master.
Yan Qing looked at Yin Bo's talisman, gathered a little spiritual power with his fingers, and added a stroke on it -
"Let me teach you what a talisman is."