Chapter 5 Outer Sect Competition

  However, a group of Daofeng disciples glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to walk back.

  The outer sect disciples looking for them to make a deal is nothing more than helping these people arrange the spirit gathering array.

   This is a much more cost-effective practice formation than using low-grade spirit stones. Generally, only disciples above the inner sect can use it unconditionally.

  And if the disciples of the outer sect want to arrange it, they can only find them in private and pay a high amount of spirit stones.

   Their Zhen Daofeng disciples also often trade with outer disciples to earn extra money, but Wang Cheng and others don't like Ma Ruhai very much, and they disdain to do this transaction.

  But Ma Ruhai was not reconciled, he finally had the opportunity to get on line with the disciples of Formation Dao Peak, so he naturally wanted the other party to arrange a small or even medium-sized Spirit Gathering Formation for him.

   "I am willing to give out a thousand low-grade spirit stones. Can all senior brothers arrange a small spirit-gathering array for them?"

   Ma Ruhai was in a hurry, and wanted to stop Wang Cheng's disciples, but was stared coldly by Wang Cheng, and immediately froze in place.

   These people are inner disciples, and it is too easy to deal with him as an outer disciple.

   "Wait, if I were an inner sect in another year, I will let you suffer today's humiliation!" Ma Ruhai looked at the back of the far away, with a lot of anger in his heart.

   "This is reality!" Chen Shen walked with the disciples of Zhen Dao Peak, and kept sighing in his heart.

  Ma Ruhai has been ignoring him these days, making him unable to climb high.

   But now when he met an inner disciple, he was like a pug, but after being rejected, he didn't even dare to fart.

  Ma Ruhai taught him a vivid lesson, which made Chen Shen deeply understand the ruthlessness in the world of cultivating immortals.

   What he has to do in the future is not to ask for others, and to develop obscenely.

  The past five days have been peaceful.

  With little work in the past few days, Chen Shen has been busy practicing all day long, and is constantly approaching the fourth level of Qi training.

  He is not in a hurry to start arranging the Spirit Gathering Formation he got from the disciples of Zhen Dao Peak.

  Because I don’t have spirit stones to buy the materials needed for the formation, I thought about breaking through to the middle stage of Qi training before thinking of a solution.

  Ma Ruhai's face was ugly for several days, but he didn't bother Chen Shen because he had more important things to do.

   That's the Outer Sect Dabi!

  The annual Outer Sect Grand Competition is definitely the most grand event in Cangwu Mountain.

   Dabi selected not only the strongest members of the outer sect, but most importantly, the top three can directly enter the inner sect and become inner sect disciples!

  You must know that the general requirement for the recruitment of inner sects is that the disciples have cultivated to the seventh level of Qi training.

  It seems simple, but it is not easy at all.

  Because talented disciples will be specially recruited into the inner sect, or those who are a little perverted will directly become more noble true disciples.

   Those who stay in the outer sect are basically hopeless disciples with low talent ceiling.

  Instead of spending several years desperately fighting for resources and successfully cultivating to the seventh level of Qi training, it is better to go shopping every year and jump directly into the dragon gate.

  So for people like Ma Ruhai, this is definitely an opportunity for the sect to change their lives.

   And today, it was the match day when the top 20 entered the top ten of the Outer Sect Competition, Ma Ruhai came to the duel field early.

   "For the first round of the Top Ten Tournament, disciples Zhou Zheng and Mo Fan are invited to come on stage!"

  On the huge arena, a deacon who presided over the competition said.

   Immediately afterwards, two disciples flew onto the ring.

   "Mo Fan, I finally met you!" Zhou Zheng's face turned pale, and he wiped his neck at the young man opposite him.

   "Zhou Zheng, I want to take your head to pay homage to my green plum!" Mo Fan showed extremely bloodthirsty eyes, full of murderous aura.

  He is the terrifying strongman that Chen Shen ridiculed Zhou Zheng when he received the Lingshi a few months ago.

  Mo Fan has the cultivation base of the late stage of the sixth level of Qi training, so he is naturally not afraid of anyone in the outer sect, including Zhou Zheng, the elder brother of the inner sect.

   But who would have thought that the other party would extend his claws to his childhood sweetheart while he was out on a mission, and bullied him to death.

   This **** feud has never had a chance to be avenged, until today.

   It is not forbidden to kill people in the Great Competition of the outer sect!

  Boom!

   Both of them had killing intent, and they immediately fought together.

  For a while, all kinds of killer moves and magic weapons emerged one after another.

  Zhou Zhengxiu is a small realm lower than Mo Fan, and is in the middle of the sixth level of Qi training, but with the magic weapon bestowed by his inner brother, he is not at all inferior.

   And Mo Fan has been struggling in the outer door for several years, and he also has confidence.

  The two fought for hundreds of rounds, and gradually the white clothes turned into blood clothes, and each was injured.

   But this is a doomed game.

  Boom!

  Zhou Zheng knocked Mo Fan back with a punch, and suddenly a pair of gleaming gloves appeared on his hands.

   "Mid-grade spiritual weapon!" Mo Fan, who retreated to one side, said in surprise.

  Not only him, but also the outer disciples in the auditorium were all shocked.

  That is a middle-grade spiritual weapon worth tens of thousands of gold, and no one in the outer sect owns it.

   Now that Zhou is using such a weapon, everyone can almost be sure that the number one in the outer sect is in the opponent's pocket.

   At the VIP table, a man with a jade tree facing the wind was full of smiles. He was Zhou Zheng's elder brother, and he also gave him the middle-grade spirit weapon.

   Just when everyone, including Zhou Zheng, thought that the fight was about to come to an end, Mo Fan calmly replaced the big knife in his hand with a sharp sword.

   "A mere low-grade spirit sword, and you want to beat me?" Zhou Zheng saw the opponent's movements and didn't take it seriously.

   "Kill!" Mo Fan's answer was only one word.

  The two fought together again, and Zhou Zheng relied on the middle-grade spiritual weapon to open and close with great power.

  But he suddenly became suspicious, because the opponent was not at all inferior at the moment, and he was getting braver and braver as he fought.

   "Xiazhi!" Mo Fan spat out two words in a subtle way, and used a set of sword techniques that no one knew.

  Only in the sky, where no one noticed, the eyes of Wang Changsheng, the master of the outer sect, suddenly flashed with light.

   "Zhijianfeng's unique knowledge, the four seasons swordsmanship!" He was extremely surprised.

  Four Seasons Swordsmanship is the swordsmanship of Zhijianfeng and Zhenfeng, and it is also the strongest swordsmanship in the entire Cangwu Immortal Sect. Only true disciples of Zhijianfeng can learn it!

   Obviously, Mo Fan stole a piece of Four Seasons Sword Art from somewhere.

  On the ring, a huge sun appeared for half a round, like the brilliant heavenly power, which made Zhou Zheng feel extremely dangerous.

  Boom!

  The battle reached a fever pitch, even if Zhou Zheng had a middle-grade spiritual weapon, he couldn't suppress the half-round huge sun at this moment.

   click.

   Cracks began to appear in the tough middle-grade spiritual weapon, and then it was blown out. Zhou Zheng, who had no trump card, faced the peak Mo Fan, and was no longer an opponent at all.

boom!

  Zhou Zheng was knocked down heavily, lying on the ring like a dead dog.

   "You have today too? As I said, today I will cut off your head and pay homage to her!" Mo Fan sneered as he looked at Zhou Zheng, who was vomiting blood and had an extremely ugly face.

  The latter looked terrified, and quickly set his eyes on the audience, while shouting: "I believe."

   At this moment, Mo Fan launched a fatal blow.

   As Zhou Zheng expected, the opponent's last attack failed.

   "Stop!"

  The words rang, and a middle-aged man appeared on the ring, who was the deacon who presided over the competition.

   "What do you mean?" Mo Fan's body trembled, he seemed unable to move.

   "You have already won, there is no need to kill people." The deacon who has a foundation-building practice replied indifferently.

   "But he didn't admit defeat, he didn't admit defeat!" Mo Fan's face became extremely ugly, and he almost roared out: "He didn't admit defeat, you can't stop this game at all!"

   "Why bother killing them all, it won't affect you well!"

   "Fuck your mother's influence, who doesn't know that we are mortal enemies?" Mo Fan asked, while looking at the audience with difficulty: "Just because his brother is an inner disciple, you dare to show favoritism in broad daylight."

  He couldn't finish his sentence, because Zhou Zheng appeared behind Mo Fan at some point, and his fist directly penetrated his body.

   "If Tian'er and Zhou Zheng's brother are not good friends, let me leave it alone, otherwise I will definitely clean it up!" In the sky, Wang Changsheng looked indifferently at what happened below, and said to himself.

   In the afternoon, the top ten competition ended, Zhou Zheng and Ma Ruhai both successfully advanced, the former relied on background artifacts, and the latter relied on luck.

   And Chen Shen had already successfully buried Mo Fan's body.

  Acquired the Dharma Door: Remnants of the Four Seasons Sword Art!

   Get Immortal Experience!

   Get some spiritual roots!

  He saw the picture of Mo Fan before his death, and felt extremely angry, and threatened at the same time.

  If I were an immortal emperor in other years, the world would be clear and the universe would be right.

  (end of this chapter)