Chapter 253 Competing to Challenge

The body of Yang Shen was hanging in the courtyard. Baiyunlou looked at the young soul in the wing who was working hard to refine the sword light. He nodded slightly, and in a flash, Yang Shen escaped back to his true body.

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, Baiyunlou murmured: "The unyielding young Meng Yu is a good prospect. It would be good to find an opportunity to recruit him into the Qingyun Sect."

It was already dark now. Baiyunlou glanced at the fortunes of the academy disciples. They all looked clear and clear, with no abnormalities at all, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

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

After the Dragon Scale Sword and the True Water Sword were refined into spiritual weapons, the remaining three magical swords were already excellent and had been cultivated for many days. It would all come as a matter of course, and they would all be refined into spiritual weapons and magical swords one after another.

All the five magical swords turned into spiritual weapons. Baiyunlou was satisfied, so he pulled up the quilt and lay down on the couch to sleep.

It was a very solid sleep, and it wasn't until Junior Sister Xia knocked on the door that Baiyun Tower got up and settled down.

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

Seeing all the junior brothers and sisters eager to try, Baiyunlou was also very excited and waved his hand: "Let's go and attack the ring."

"Come on to the ring." Junior brothers and sisters responded in unison.

Everyone arrived at yesterday's market place. The former market and market stalls disappeared overnight, and the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce re-arranged seats for various sects in the surrounding area.

Nine arenas were erected in the field. The largest arena in the middle was more than ten feet in diameter. It even had a barrier opened, and a faint transparent mask fell on the arena in the middle.

There are eight small arenas arranged in eight directions around it. The small arenas are also five to six feet in diameter.

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

Except for the Kunlun sect, the other eight sects defended the competition on eight small arenas respectively. All sects, the three major immortal alliances, and the academy can apply to challenge at will.

The big arena in the middle is a group battle arena. Any monk can freely form a team of three to compete on the stage. There are no restrictions on the same sect within the team.

The monks in the arena can use their skills to their heart's content. There are elders of the sect 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 transcendent status, the other seven sects will defend the ring with all their strength. This will not only train the disciples' practical abilities, but also stabilize the status of the major sects.

Usually at the beginning, these major sects will send weaker disciples to the stage to defend the ring. If they are defeated, they will send out disciples with higher cultivation levels.

If they are defeated, they will even send monks in the foundation building stage to take back the occupied arena.

Under the guidance of Senior Brother Bai, these young disciples no longer thought about winning or losing. Anyway, their cultivation level was already at the bottom of the academy, so they would not be ashamed no matter how much they lost.

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

As soon as it started, this group of academy disciples rushed to the registration office of each arena to apply for the challenge. This movement immediately made the whole audience roar.

Unexpectedly, this generation of academy disciples would be so enthusiastic about competing in the arena. The challenging monks were already eager to try before the sect guarding the arena came on stage.

Baiyunlou off the field also grinned a little, it seemed that the encouragement in the past two days was a bit too much.

But no matter what, young disciples must be somewhat energetic, and it is rare to have the opportunity to compete with disciples from other sects.

I heard that this cultivation conference has set up several rankings for this competition in the arena. The monks from the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce help take the records, so there should be no bias or omissions.

Seeing the little fat man touching the meteorite iron sword, as if he also wanted to play, Baiyunlou smiled and said: "Feiyang,

With your current level of cultivation, it is difficult for many of the Foundation Establishment Stage monks present to be your opponent. Later, if Xiao Jing and Bai Zhan have had enough fighting in the single arena, your whole team can 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, but tomorrow may be a big battle." Baiyunlou said solemnly.

Xia Chaoyang and the little fat man were staring closely at the arena where the fight had begun. Without hearing what the senior brother said clearly, Dongfang Ziyan turned around and asked softly: "Senior brother, you mean that demon soul..."

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

Although this news was quite shocking, Dongfang Ziyan couldn't help but feel relieved when she sensed Senior Brother Bai's indifferent mood. It seemed that Senior Brother already had a plan to deal with it.

In fact, the reason why Baiyun Tower can be so indifferent is that Yuan Yu has deduced the recent changes in luck, and the other, more important reason is that Senior Sister Qingchi has woken up.

With Huo Ling'er by her side, senior sister would not stand idly by.

At this time, several arenas were already in full swing. Among them, no monk from the Tianxing Sect came on stage to defend the arena. The arena was firmly occupied by a foundation-building monk from the Cangyu Sect monks.

At this time, most of the people from each sect were disciples in the Qi Condensation stage. Only the Cangyu sect could do this kind of thing where the foundation-building monks took advantage of the competition early and lost face.

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

Bai Zhan, Jiang Xuan, and Xiaoxi, disciples in the middle and late stages of the Condensation Stage, all signed up for several arenas at the same time, including the Tianxing Sect arena.

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

If he succeeds in occupying the arena, he will accept the challenge from other monks. Sometimes in the middle of the competition, when he hears his name being called in another arena, he will directly abandon the arena and go to another arena to challenge again.

After several rounds of competition, they won more and lost less. Most of the defeats were basically due to the defeat in the competition with the mid-stage foundation-building monk of Cangyu Sect.

After all, the spiritual energy of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage is still much purer. Even if they have the Five Elements Bagua Talisman to protect them, they will still be unable to defeat the stormy magic attacks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Only Bai Zhan could withstand dozens of moves from that monk. His sword energy was extremely sharp, and his shield combined with the Bagua Talisman was on par with him.

It's just that using all his strength consumes a lot of spiritual energy. In order to save some spiritual energy to continue sparring, he often takes the initiative to get off the ring to adjust his breath in the middle of the battle with the foundation-building monk.

However, after several challenges, several academy disciples have made great progress.

The one in the Foundation Establishment Stage was obviously looking more and more ugly, secretly thinking that these academy disciples were obviously using themselves to practice their skills. The boy named Bai came on stage and said polite things, but his attacks were not polite at all.

Even if he used all his strength to cast his spell, he still couldn't knock him down, and the sword energy from the guy opposite him penetrated his own protective energy, so he suffered a lot from this.

If he hadn't secretly taken a few rejuvenation pills, he wouldn't be able to stand on this stage now.

The other boys from the academy were also nasty. The shield light they used was very extraordinary. They could handle it easily at first, and they could be knocked off the ring with just a few moves. After a few times, they became more and more slippery.

In this competition in the arena, the academy disciples really shined. Not to mention anything else, just the drive to ignore the opponent's cultivation level has made all the monks present shine.

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

Although his cultivation was a little weaker, his momentum was not inferior to his opponent's at all, which made Baiyunlou nod his head in secret praise.