Lu Ping didn't give Li Sheng any more chances, and his oppression continued unabated. Li Sheng had no chance to sacrifice the magic weapon in his hand at all, that is, he didn't even have the chance to issue high-grade talismans. He only took a few pictures of middle- and low-grade ones The talisman didn't even break the golden light on Lu Ping's body.
In the end, Li Sheng also recognized that Lu Ping's top-grade talisman was the blood talisman, and this person was willing to spend spirit stones to buy this kind of talisman, it seems that he also has some spirit stones.
Li Sheng was stabbed on the shoulder by Lu Ping's sword. The fairy leader who presided over the competition had already issued a spell, attached to Li Sheng's body, and blocked Lu Ping's magic soldiers. wheel.
In the second round of the match in the afternoon, it was still a disciple with a seven-level cultivation base, but this disciple did not have the wealth of Li Sheng. He just fought with Lu Ping with a handful of high-grade magic weapons. The "skill" realm that I have initially mastered easily entered the top sixty-four.
In the evening, under the leadership of Liu Xianchang, everyone returned to the residence of the other courtyard. On the first day of the competition, the seventh team performed well. The twelve disciples of the seventh level of blood refinement and a little luck all entered the second round, which made Liu Xianchang I really enjoyed the surprised eyes of the immortals.
It is a pity that in the second round, several disciples were unfavorable in drawing lots and encountered some tough opponents. Among the twelve disciples, the seventh, eighth, ninth, and eleventh disciples of the seventh level of blood refinement were eliminated one after another. Guo Lin, the sixth senior who had just entered the eighth floor, also had the misfortune to meet a disciple of the ninth floor from the first team. The last two even produced all the magic tools and top-grade talismans. In the end, Guo Lin regretted losing.
Even so, the seven disciples of the seventh team who entered the top 64 ranked fourth among the twenty teams. The first team ranked first with nine people entering the top 64, and the fifth team ranked first. The eighth team and the 18th team are tied for second place.
What surprised Lu Ping was that the twelfth disciple Zhang Zicheng also entered the top sixty-four. It seems that even the eleventh disciple Li Cheng may not be his opponent.
With great interest, Liu Xianchang commented on everyone's performance against the enemy. Everyone felt that they benefited a lot, even the five eliminated were in a much better mood.
At this time, Lu Ping also realized that the head of the university, the second senior, and the fourth senior had already reached the realm of "skill". It seems that there are many geniuses this day, and he is really nothing.
And Lu Ping also realized that this level of state also surprised the rest of the disciples except the first, second, and fourth disciples who had already known it. Li Cheng gritted his teeth in hatred, and his face changed wildly.
When Lu Ping returned to his residence, he was congratulated by several disciples who got along well on weekdays one after another. After the greetings, Lu Ping carefully recalled Liu Xianchang's comments and explanations, and confirmed his two fights with each other, and felt that he had gained a lot. So he swallowed a Jingxue Pill and practiced with a Lingshi in his hand.
On the second day, Lu Ping got up early in the morning, and realized that the spiritual power in the blood was thicker, and he was one step closer to the eighth floor, and he was in a good mood.
The Bieyuan Square was already crowded with people. When they saw the contestants from their respective teams, they cheered in unison. If they met a well-known second-level disciple, they would be ranked among the "Five Shows" like the fourth senior sister Shi Lingling. "The characters are even more popular, and they have the posture of chasing stars in Lu Ping's previous life.
In the third round, Lu Ping ran into a disciple of the eighth level of blood refinement, Yuan Zhan of the 17th team, which made the disciples of the seventh team who were paying attention to Lu Ping quite frustrated.
Lu Ping was also beating drums in his heart, but when he thought of the two magic weapons in his arms, he immediately calmed down a lot.
Yuan Zhan was twenty-one years old, holding a top-ranking magic weapon in his hand. The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in front of him was very nervous at first, but he suddenly calmed down again, knowing that he was doomed. what
Yuan Zhan smiled, and the two saluted each other. After the immortal gave an order, Yuan Zhan stabbed Lu Ping's throat with a move called "Spirit Flying to the Darkness". hesitate.
Lu Ping didn't dare to go straight to the front, Yuan Zhan's attack was faster than one move, one sword was better than another, stretching endlessly, like a flowing river; He kept chanting words in his mouth, and spells hit Lu Ping one after another.
Lu Ping was in a hurry for a while, he was hit by spells several times, his clothes were burned several times, the bun on his head was covered with icy slag, the cuff of his left hand was sliced off half of his sleeve by the wind blade, and the ankle of his right foot There was still a piece of dry vine cut off by him wrapped around it. Fortunately, Lu Ping's roots were deeply rooted, and most of the spells that were hit were weakened by Lu Ping's spells beforehand, otherwise it would still be able to last until now.
On the central arena, Fang Xianchang of the 12th team saw that Lu Ping was only capable of parrying, and he couldn't help smiling and said: "Senior brother Liu, it seems that the students of your team are going to have good luck today!"
The 12th team led by this Immortal Fang originally had similar results to the 7th team, but unexpectedly this year, the 7th team produced 12 late-stage blood-refining disciples, and 30 of them entered the third-level disciple assessment. The rest of them far surpassed their own square team. Considering that the two of them were both on the sixth floor of hemolysis, Liu Xianchang had obtained a large amount of cultivation resources to enter the seventh floor just around the corner, so he couldn't help but feel a little bitter. Coupled with the fact that Li Sheng, who was quite capable in his own team, was eliminated by Lu Ping yesterday, he couldn't help but feel weird.
Liu Xianchang smiled, and said: "After all, the cultivation base is not as good as it should be, so you should lose." His face was indifferent, but his eyes were always concerned about Lu Ping's fight.
In the late stage of blood refining, one step is a hurdle. Even if Lu Ping's swordsmanship has reached the realm of "skills", the difference in mana is too far, and the spells have not reached the "skills" realm, so he can only be beaten passively.
Lu Ping gritted his teeth, and didn't care too much for the generous rewards of the sect. With his left hand, he took out two high-grade blood talismans from his bosom, patted an amulet on his body, and struck Yuan Zhan with a golden sword talisman.
Yuan Zhan sneered, and said, "I have been waiting for you for a long time, but you are not the only one who has the blood talisman."
After all, he also shot a blood talisman in his hand, and several water swords flew out of it, knocking the golden swords into flying directions, and none of them hit the target. At the same time, the top-level mage in his hand stabbed at Lu Ping with a move of "Seven Stars Shine Together". Lu Ping tried his best to resist and defuse five of the swords. The other two hit the silver light of Lu Ping's bodyguard.
Yuan Zhan used another "Giant Wood Spell", and Lu Ping used a "Vajra Shield" spell to block it, but the mana was still weak, and the missed giant tree smashed the silver light of the body shield to pieces.
Lu Ping made a move of "San Yang Kai Tai", a series of three swords pierced three sword qi, the sword move was natural, and there was no jerky counterattack. After winning the gap, he quickly slapped an "Ice Shield Talisman" on his body.
Yuan Zhan snorted secretly, did this mean that his swordsmanship had reached the level of "skill"? Sure enough, his moves were sharp and fast, but his mana was insufficient, so it was useless.
Yuan Zhan hit two swords in a row, cutting off the two sword qi, and at the same time, a yellow light appeared in front of him. It was an ordinary high-grade talisman "earth wall technique", and the third sword light hit it just shook it.
Lu Ping is also quite annoyed now, compare talismans, let's do a good comparison, raised his left hand, a "rock falling technique", a "fire crow strike", a "water binding technique", three high-grade blood talismans flew towards Yuan Zhan.