Chapter 503: Scene 4

Days passed in a flash.

The Inner Sect Grand Competition was still in full swing, and did not stagnate due to the occasional performance of one or two outstanding disciples.

The turmoil circulating among the inner disciples and Yuzhou monks who came to watch the battle did not have the slightest impact on the progress of the competition.

Someone wins and advances to the next step.

There are also people who are bigger than the ring and stop on the spot.

One by one, the winners are constantly winning in the battle.

Enter the next round of competition.

Against this background, Zhang Qingyuan didn't dare to spend too much time on retreating and breaking through.

Fortunately, Zhang Qingyuan was only a step away from getting started with the Huangtian Body Refining Art. In addition, the experience and comprehension of body training gained from the battle with Yang Tianlie, as well as the true Yang Yan that permeated in the battle. The analysis of Gang Zhi's power allowed Zhang Qingyuan to successfully break through the level in a short period of time.

The strength has been greatly improved.

time flies,

eleven days later,

Zhang Qingyuan stood on the ring again, facing himself in the fourth round of the preliminary round of the Inner Gate Competition.

Since the preliminary stage of the inner sect competition is a one-on-one competition system, the winner advances and the loser retreats, so those who can make it to the final round of the preliminary contest are those who have defeated three inner disciples of the same sect.

Among them, perhaps a small number of inner disciples were able to reach this step due to luck.

but the vast majority,

They all have a certain amount of hard power to support them. Most of the inner disciples who have reached this point are in the forefront of the entire Yunshuizong inner disciples.

It is for this reason,

The final round of preliminary rounds took a lot longer than the previous ones, and Zhang Qingyuan was able to stand on the ring again until an interval of eleven days.

but,

This is also a good thing.

This allowed Zhang Qingyuan to have enough time to completely smelt and stabilize the Huangtian body training formula that he had just started. The magma-like energy and blood around his body also converged with his steady practice, so as not to dissipate too much. His imposing manner attracted too many strange looks.

At this moment, Zhang Qingyuan was wearing the Tsing Yi uniform of an inner disciple of the sect.

The skin covered by the clothes can no longer see any abnormalities.

This is because although the Huangtian Body Refining Art is a fragment, it has a very high control over Qi and blood after getting started, so that Zhang Qingyuan never leaked a trace of Qi and blood.

Even when fighting with others, if he hadn't used all his strength to attack, ordinary people would have at most seen that his cultivation realm had barely improved during this period of time, and had no idea that he had achieved such a great improvement in body training !

"Before I successfully practiced Huangtian Body Refining Art, I was able to rank ninth in the internal list. Now, my strength should be at least among the top five, and the number one may not necessarily be able to compete!"

Zhang Qingyuan recalled the mobilization before the Inner Sect Grand Competition, what the Sect Leader had said about the first prize.

My heart couldn't help but move slightly.

Although he has already understood that it is not a good thing to improve his cultivation level too quickly, he still needs to work hard to consolidate the original foundation and not blindly pursue foreign things.

But if you have the ability to fight for it, how can you ignore it?

If you don't use Zhenyuan Ding for a short period of time, when you have solidified your foundation, Zhenyuan Ding will also have a lot of effects on yourself!

Zhang Qingyuan stood silently on the ring, without the slightest expression on his face.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Le Wengang, Le Wengang!"

opposite,

It wasn't until the deacon referee called his name for the third time, when Zhang Qingyuan was about to judge Zhang Qingyuan's victory based on his opponent's absence, that a fat figure squeezed out from the crowd, and while jumping into the arena like a toad, he repeatedly complained to the deacon referee. Sin, and seeing the expressionless Zhang Qingyuan standing opposite him, he felt a pressure rushing towards his face.

Immediately, Le Wengang's fat man almost frowned.

"Ah, what a pity, how did I meet such a murderer!"

Le Wengang murmured to himself in a low voice.

A murderer indeed,

Before this year, there were probably very few inner disciples who knew the word Zhang Qingyuan among tens of thousands of people in the inner sect, and the other party was originally an ordinary passerby.

Even if he accidentally died in a battle outside, he would not be a transparent person that many people would care about.

However,

is such a person,

However, the other party shined brilliantly in this inner sect competition, and directly overwhelmed many well-known inner sect disciples.

After the battle with Yang Tianlie that day, he even soared to the ninth place in the top ten in the inner list!

Le Wen just didn't think he would be such a fierce opponent,

But it is impossible to admit defeat before the competition. Although the opponent is strong, this is a competition in the arena, not a life-and-death fight. If the bones are torn apart, even the fellow sects in the sect will look down on him.

Even if they are sure to lose, at least they must face the fight head-on.

And when he met such an opponent, he could only shout in his heart that he was unlucky.

"Le Wengang, I was delayed because of some trivial matters earlier, and I ask Brother Zhang to forgive me... Wait a moment and be merciful."

The fat man hurriedly saluted Zhang Qingyuan,

The tone was extremely humble.

There was a good-natured laugh from behind.

This is not ridicule, everyone knows the gap between the two, and there is not much objection to the result of this battle. Naturally, no one laughs with any sense of ridicule.

"Fellow Daoist Yue is humble, please!"

Zhang Qingyuan bowed his hands in return, and stretched out a hand as a gesture of invitation, but his body did not relax at all.

Looking at Zhang Qingyuan's serious eyes on the opposite side, Le Wengang couldn't help but wailed secretly:

"It's another guy who doesn't eat oil and salt, it's bitter!"

Le Wengang knew in his heart,

There are some geniuses of the same age who will not have any pride when facing any opponent. They basically go all out against the enemy and will not let the water go.

And this kind of opponent is the most difficult to deal with.

In this way, not to mention not being able to find the other party's flaws due to carelessness, even myself, under the other party's all-out efforts, will inevitably suffer a lot of flesh and blood.

Thinking of this level, Le Wengang secretly groaned while the last trace of luck in his heart disappeared without a trace.

"Game start!"

Soon,

The deacon referee at the side saw that the two were getting ready, so they gave the signal to start the game.

The voice fell.

But the two people on the stage remained motionless,

against each other,

The body seemed to be stiff, maintaining the posture of the previous moment, as if any movement would reveal a flaw, and then encountered the enemy's stormy attack!

The many spectators under the surrounding ring also fell silent.

The air is silent,

The void on the arena seemed to be filled with invisible silent murderous intent, extremely cold! High-speed text hand typing I have a proficiency panel chapter list