Meng Xiaotian has always been obedient, and her brother said so, so she focused on growing taller and stopped worrying about the big turtle thing.

In a blink of an eye, it’s the day when the Golden Cicada Competition officially begins.

Meng Jingzhe originally did not have much reputation among his fellow disciples of the sect, but after the Seven-Story Pagoda Incident, Meng Jingzhe finally became famous in one fell swoop. In terms of fame alone, he has already crushed the disciples of the sect leader and the senior brothers of this generation.

Yunfengyang.

Meng Jingzhe had been practicing in his courtyard for a long time, but he had no idea about the rumors among the sect. When he stood with the other disciples, Meng Jingzhe always felt that something was wrong all over his body, as if he was being targeted by something.

When he took a closer look, he saw someone quickly locking his head.

This feeling of voyeurism appeared several times in a row, but every time Meng Jingzhe looked back, he saw completely different faces, which made him want to pursue it, but he didn't know where to pursue it.

Jin Chan had a big score in two competitions, one was the foundation-building stage competition, and the other was the golden elixir stage competition.

The rules of this competition are quite simple, it is a very normal duel.

It's just that this duel doesn't stop at the last minute, but can kill people.

The reason why the rules are so strict this time is to deal with the upcoming secret realm. The dangers in the secret realm are still unknown. Only by being more strict can the disciples have a sense of crisis in advance.

Meng Jingzhe didn't pay too much attention to all these thoughts, because of the principle of avoiding members of the same sect, each family did not need to worry about facing the situation of fighting with the same sect.

The lottery ceremony ended quickly. Because Meng Jingzhe's number was at the back, he could take a break, giving him enough time to observe the conditions of other competition stages.

Meng Jingzhe walked around, not only did he not learn anything, but he also had some doubts about life.

After all, he originally had great expectations for this competition, but after looking around, he found that even many late-stage golden elixirs did not show much strength.

Although Meng Jingzhe is only in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, he is very confident. If he can face these parallel Jindan in the late stage, he does not have much fear.

"Senior Brother Wang actually got Gu Yunhai, I don't know who will get the advantage?"

When Meng Jingzhe heard this, he couldn't help but listen a few more words. It wasn't that he was prying, but that he felt like he smelled the scent of a master.

There are many people participating in the Golden Cicada Competition, and there are many competition stages. If she can get first-hand information, Meng Jingzhe can select high-quality games as soon as possible to avoid too many detours.

"Although Gu Yunhai is highly talented, he is only in the early stage of the Golden Core after all. Our senior brother Wang is in the late stage of the Golden Core. We may not be able to beat him." Another person retorted, obviously very convinced of his senior brother Wang.

"Gu Yunhai is a disciple of the Ancestor in the Divine Transformation Stage. Hasn't he learned a trick or two from the Ancestor? I'm afraid our Senior Brother Wang will be in trouble this time." Another person replied, obviously this person believed more in the famous Gu

Sea of ​​clouds.

The two people argued for a while, and finally stopped when the match started. Meng Jingzhe silently followed the two people and walked to the competition stage where high-quality matches were said to be held.

The Senior Brother Wang they mentioned looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, but the Gu Yunhai opposite him looked like a young man.

Looking at his appearance, some people would believe him even if he was said to be seventeen or eighteen years old.

But in the world of immortality, a monk's face can lie. If you want to know the monk's specific age, you never rely on the face, but on the bones. Only the bone age is the real age of the monk.

At this time, the game had just started, and the two people did not hesitate for a moment. Soon they were fighting back and forth, with swords and swords flashing, and various spells as brilliant as a rainbow.

The monks who were watching cheered, as if they were not watching a life-and-death duel, but watching a play in a theater.

Meng Jingzhe was standing below with a somewhat disillusioned expression on his face.

That's it?

Although he didn't say this out loud, he really thought so in his heart.

Although the fight between these two people was very beautiful, in fact, in his opinion, the fight did not have too high connotations.

Gu Yunhai did use a lot of novel moves, but I don't know if it was because they were too unconventional, but they seemed more gimmick than real. It seemed like he had used these techniques in a hurry without even studying them thoroughly, so he seemed to be confused.

There are flaws all over.

Meng Jingzhe looked at him seriously for a long time, thinking that he might be mistaken. However, the more he looked at him, the stronger the feeling in his heart became. Looking at the monks around him who were shouting "Awesome", Meng Jingzhe became more and more worried.

I feel like I don't fit in.

In the end, Meng Jingzhe left the competition stage without even finishing the game.

His session is too far back, so he can still continue to hang out at this time.

Meng Jingzhe no longer listened carefully to what the monks were saying, but instead wandered aimlessly in the competition square.

There are many monks like Meng Jingzhe wandering around, but most of these monks will go to the popular competition platforms to watch. However, after experiencing several very disappointing onlookers, Meng Jingzhe no longer clings to the fame of these contestants.

Meng Jingzhe would also be distracted to watch the competition stages where few people were watching.

Soon, he noticed someone.

This man was just an early-stage Golden Core cultivator, and the moves he used were all very simple sword moves. But opposite him was a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator with flashy moves.

Between the two of them, the middle-stage Jindan monk was fighting against the ordinary-looking early-stage Jindan monk.

But Meng Jingzhe had a vague feeling that this monk in the early stage of the Golden Elixir could win the final victory.

In order to verify his feeling, Meng Jingzhe did not leave in a hurry, but stayed on the spot and watched the two fight for a long time.

Finally, when the middle-stage golden elixir monk thought he could kill with one strike, the early-stage golden elixir monk's eyes flashed and he used an ordinary sword move. This move did not have much experience, but it was

It was scratched directly on the neck of the middle-stage Jindan monk opposite.

"Admit defeat, I don't want to kill anyone." The early Golden Core monk said calmly.

This sword is really too plain.

But the murderous intent contained in this sword was too extraordinary.

The middle-stage Jindan monk opposite originally thought he was sure of victory, but in an instant, the offensive and defensive momentum changed. After he was stunned for a moment, the look on his face turned gloomy.

"I surrender."

With these words, the early Golden Elixir cultivator withdrew his sword and turned to look at Meng Jingzhe who was watching from the audience.

"The winner of this round is Qingfengguan, Li Yi."

Meng Jingzhe listened to the name from the referee's mouth, silently remembered it in his heart, and then he followed Li Yi directly.

"What are you following me for?" Li Yi stood still and asked in a deep voice.

Meng Jingzhe looked at him and asked: "That move you just made, was there half a move hidden behind it?"

Li Yi originally had his back to Meng Jingzhe. After hearing this, he turned around and said to Meng Jingzhe: "So what if it is? So what if it's not?"

Meng Jingzhe didn't expect this person to be so defensive, so he said: "I just want to verify my guess. If I offend, please forgive me."

Meng Jingzhe just thought that he didn't want to say anything, and after apologizing, he planned to turn around and leave.

Unexpectedly, Li Yi spoke at this time and said: "You have good taste. If there is a chance, we will meet on the competition stage."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and his back quickly disappeared into the dense crowd of monks.

There is only one test on the first day, but even if there is only one test, half of the people can be eliminated directly.

After Meng Jingzhe carefully considered Li Yi's move for a moment, the token in his hand lit up, which was a message urging him to go back to compete.

His opponent in the first round was a monk who was in the early stage of the Golden Elixir. Although this man came from a large sect, he did not have any powerful masters, and he did not have many adventures. Therefore, after facing Meng Jingzhe, he quickly

He was defeated, and he lost cleanly.

Although life and death could be decided on this competition stage, Meng Jingzhe was not a murderous person, so he stopped at the point of the sword. After the point of the sword pointed at this man, he asked him to admit defeat.

In this round on the second day, Meng Jingzhe's opponent was still an ordinary Golden Core monk.

Meng Jingzhe still didn't want to kill, but this time, he didn't want to kill, but the man opposite didn't want to admit defeat so easily. He struggled several times, but in the end, he was pressed against by Meng Jingzhe with the tip of his sword.

Meng Jingzhe saw more and more scars on his body, and couldn't help but persuade him: "Fellow Taoist, forget it."

The man shook his head vigorously and said, "I can continue!"

Meng Jingzhe frowned and felt helpless when she saw that he suddenly rushed forward again as if he had been injected with blood.

Although this man's intention to struggle was very brave, the disparity in strength between him and Meng Jingzhe was too great.

In Meng Jingzhe's eyes, this man's all-out blow was as simple as a child playing house.

Meng Jingzhe didn't even draw his sword. He turned around and then fired a spell. The man was knocked to the ground again, unable to struggle at all.

"Fellow Taoist, it would be decent to admit defeat at this time." Meng Jingzhe advised.

This man stared blankly at a certain point not far away, and murmured: "I can't lose, I can't lose."

Meng Jingzhe was helpless and asked: "Why can't we lose?"

"I am the only one in my sect..." This man's voice was full of unwillingness and sadness.

"It's just a secret realm. I didn't seize the opportunity this time. Just try to seize it next time." Meng Jingzhe advised. She really couldn't bear to watch this man struggle to death like this.

But the man shook his head and said, "How can there be so many opportunities?"

After saying that, he would struggle to get up again.

Seeing how stubborn this man was, Meng Jingzhe felt helpless to the extreme, so she could only slap him on the neck.

The man immediately passed out.

"The winner of this round: Meng Jingzhe, who returns to the Yi Sword Sect."

With this round of victory, Meng Jingzhe entered the third round.

His opponent in this round was finally no longer in the same situation as before, but now somewhat evenly matched.
Chapter completed!