The body of the Yang God hangs in the courtyard, and the Baiyun Tower looked at the young soul in the wing room who was energized and refining the sword light, nodded slightly, and the Yang God retreated back to the body in a flash.

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, Baiyunlou murmured: "The unyielding young man Meng Yu is a good seed. It would be good to find a chance to get into the Qingyun Sect."

It was already dark at night, and Baiyun Tower took a look at the luck of the academy disciples, all of them were thick and clear, without any abnormalities, and they couldn't help feeling relieved.

Not feeling sleepy for the time being, Baiyunlou took out the magic sword and condensed it.

After the Dragon Scale Sword and the True Water Sword were refined into spiritual weapons, the remaining three magic swords were not vulgar at all, and they were cultivated for many days.

All the five magic swords turned into spiritual weapons, Baiyunlou was satisfied, so he pulled up the bedding and fell asleep on the couch.

This sleep was very solid, until Junior Sister Xia knocked on the door, Baiyunlou got up and went to bed.

On the third day of the Cultivation Conference, there was a competition in the arena, and all the disciples of the academy were full of energy. After staying in Baiyun Tower for a brief meal, these young disciples were already lined up in the courtyard and ready to go out.

Seeing the looks of all the juniors and juniors eager to try, Baiyunlou was also quite excited, and waved his hand: "Let's go, attack the ring."

"Attack the ring." The younger brothers and younger sisters responded in unison.

Everyone came to yesterday's Fangshi, the former street market and Fangshi's stalls disappeared overnight, and the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce re-arranged seats for the various sects around it.

Nine arenas were impressively set up in the arena, the largest arena in the middle had a radius of tens of feet, and even opened an enchantment, and a faint transparent mask fell on the central arena.

There are eight small arenas arranged in eight directions around it, and the small arenas also have a radius of five or six feet.

On the way here, the little fat man had already told everyone the rules of this competition.

In addition to the Kunlun School, the other eight sects are defending in eight small arenas. All sects, the three major immortal alliances, and the academy can apply for challenges at will.

The big arena in the middle is a group battle arena, any monk can freely form a three-person team to compete on stage, and there is no restriction of the same sect in the team.

The monks in the arena can use their means as much as they want, and there are sect elders watching over each arena, so there will generally be no serious accidents.

Among the eight sects, except for the Tianxing sect, which has a very high status, the other seven sects will defend with all their strength, so that they can not only train their disciples' actual combat ability, but also stabilize the status of the big sect.

Generally, at the beginning, these big factions would send out weaker disciples to defend the ring, and if they were defeated, they would send out disciples with higher cultivation levels.

If they are defeated, they will even send monks from the Foundation Establishment Stage to take back the occupied arena.

Under the guidance of Senior Brother Bai, these little disciples lost all thought of winning or losing for a while. Anyway, their cultivation base was already at the bottom of the academy, so no matter how much they lost, they would not be ashamed.

When the time came, Master Juehai started today's arena competition with a loud voice on the big ring.

At the very beginning, this group of young academy disciples flocked to the registration office of each ring to apply for the challenge, and this movement directly caused the audience to erupt into an uproar.

Unexpectedly, this year's academy disciples would be so enthusiastic about the ring competition. Before the guarding sect appeared on the stage, the challenged monks were eager to try.

The Baiyun Building off the court also grinned a little, it seems that the encouragement of the past two days seems to be a bit too much.

But that's fine, young disciples have to be a little bit energetic, it's rare to have the opportunity to compete with disciples from other sects.

I heard that this comprehension conference has set up several ranking lists for this competition in the arena. The monks from the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce helped to make records, so there should be no partiality or omissions.

Seeing the little fat man touching the meteorite sword, as if he wanted to play, Baiyunlou smiled and said: "Feiyang, with your current cultivation level, there are hardly a few of the foundation-building monks present who are your opponents. If Xiaojing and Bai Zhan's two solo arenas are enough, your whole team will go to the group battle arena to have fun."

Hearing what the senior brother said, the little fat man immediately felt relieved.

"Today is just a small fight, and tomorrow may be a big battle." Baiyunlou said in a deep voice.

Xia Zhaoyang and the little fat man were staring at the arena that had already started, and they didn't hear what the senior brother said, Dongfang Ziyan turned her head and asked softly: "Brother, you mean that demon soul..."

"Nine times out of ten, it will be tomorrow night."

Although the news was quite shocking, Dongfang Ziyan couldn't help but feel relieved when she sensed Senior Brother Bai's calm state of mind. It seemed that Senior Brother Bai had a countermeasure.

In fact, the reason why Baiyun Tower can be so indifferent is that Yuan Yu's recent deduction of changes in luck, and another more important reason is that Senior Sister Qingchi woke up.

With Huo Ling'er by her side, the senior sister would never stand by and watch.

At this time, several arenas were already fighting in full swing. Among them, there were no monks from the Tianxing Gate to guard the arena, and the arena was firmly occupied by a foundation-builder monk from the Cangyu Sect.

At this meeting, most of the disciples of each sect are Qi Condensation Stage disciples, and only the Cangyu Sect can do this kind of thing that the Foundation Establishment cultivators take advantage of early on.

However, although the other party is a foundation-building cultivator, it does not affect the application challenge of several disciples of the academy.

The disciples of Bai Zhan, Jiang Xuan, and Xiao Xi who were in the middle and late stages of the Condensation Stage signed up for several arenas at the same time, including this Tianxingmen arena.

Signing up for the challenge in this way can save a lot of time waiting in line, so these few academy disciples have been exchanging ideas almost non-stop.

If they successfully occupy the ring, they will meet other monks to challenge them. Sometimes in the middle of the competition, when they hear their name called by other rings, they will directly abandon this ring and go to another ring to challenge again.

After several rounds of sparring, there are more wins than losses, and most of the losses are basically due to the defeat in the mid-stage foundation-establishment monk of the Cangyu Sect~lightnovelpub.net~ After all, the aura of the foundation-establishment stage monk It is still much purer, even with the protection of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Talisman, it will be difficult to defeat the storm-like magical attacks of the foundation building period for a while.

Only Bai Zhan was able to perform dozens of tricks under that monk's hands. His sword aura was incomparably sharp, and the shield with the gossip talisman was as good as his fight.

It's just that the spirit energy is extremely consumed under the full-strength shot. In order to save some energy and continue to learn, I often take the initiative to go down the ring to adjust my breath in the middle of the battle with the foundation-builder monk.

However, under several challenges, several academy disciples have improved a lot.

It was that during the foundation building period, his complexion was getting worse and worse, and he secretly thought that these academy disciples were obviously using themselves to practice their hands. The boy surnamed Bai was polite when he came to the stage to greet him, but he was not polite at all when he started.

Even if I cast all my spells, I couldn't knock it down, and the boy on the opposite side's sword qi pierced through my protective qi, so I suffered a lot of dark losses.

If he hadn't secretly eaten a few rejuvenation pills, he wouldn't be able to stand in this arena.

The boys from the other academy were also hateful. The shield light they used was extraordinary, and they could handle it with ease at first, and they could knock them down from the ring with a few moves. After a few moves, they became more and more slippery.

In this round of competition, the disciples of the academy shined brilliantly. Not to mention anything else, but the momentum of ignoring the opponent's cultivation has already made all the monks present shine in their eyes.

Not only those few disciples with good cultivation dared to challenge the disciples of the foundation-building stage monks, but also the other small monks.

Although his cultivation base was a little weaker, his aura was not inferior to his opponent at all, and Bai Yunlou also nodded secretly when he saw it.