When Fu Ling and Jie Wan rushed in and collided with each other on the ring, the sound was earth-shattering and everyone in the arena saw it.

Naturally, Xin'er and Song Minmin also saw it, and they both breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Fuling still caught up.

"Fu Ling, are you okay with your injury? Can you still compete in the ring?" Lin Zhixing pushed aside the crowd and came to Fuling's ring. He felt very distressed when he saw the big wound on the little junior sister's arm.

"Third senior brother, don't worry, this injury will be healed tomorrow." Fuling herself was not worried at all.

"Tomorrow is tomorrow, but you will have to fight nine people in the ring next. They will definitely knock you off the ring first when they see you are injured. You can't hold the sword in your hand, how can you fight?"

"You can hold it. I just listened to Master Jie Wan reciting a sutra. I feel relaxed now, and I feel that it won't be a problem to have a few more games." Fu Ling held Xue Che in her hand and shook it. Although her wound was not healed, it was After listening to the scriptures, I felt less pain.

"Master Jie Wan?" It's the bald donkey who just rushed in with his junior sister and almost broke her.

"Little donor, what a coincidence, our arenas are adjacent to each other." As soon as Jie Wan was mentioned, Jie Wan's voice came from the arena next door.

Fu Ling and Lin Zhixing turned to look over, and Jie Wan performed a Buddhist salute to them.

"Master, are you also participating in the Ultramarine Competition?" Fu Ling was surprised. On the first day of the Ultramarine Competition, only contestants under the age of 20 competed in the ring. She really didn't notice that Ji Wan was not even over 20 years old.

What's more, Jie Nian's skill in destroying monsters was clearly at the Golden Core Stage. The Golden Core Stage contestant that Senior Sister Xu Ke and Min Min said was unlikely to appear was so close to her.

"Yes, the young monk was originally on his way down the mountain to practice, but he was called by his master to come up to Bishuitian to attend the Ultramarine Conference." Jie Wan said.

"Then I wish Master to win the first place." Fu Ling said. Master Jie Wan, who is in the Jindan stage, has great hopes of winning the first place.

"It doesn't matter what the leader is, it doesn't matter. The little monk just does his best." Jie scratched his bald head stubbornly, "If he met the little benefactor on the same stage, the little monk would just admit defeat. In order to protect the little monk, the little benefactor stayed behind to meet him. Fighting monsters, this little monk will never forget this kindness."

Fu Ling quickly waved her hand and declined, but in the end it was Jie Wan who defeated the monster and saved her. How could she have the nerve to let Jie Wan remember her kindness?

After the two of them exchanged polite words for a while, they ended the conversation.

At this time, ten people have arrived at Fu Ling's arena, and the arena battle is about to begin.

"Little junior sister, you are a bit unlucky..." At this time, Lin Zhixing tugged at the corner of Fuling's clothes and said softly to Fuling.

"Senior brother, what do you say?" Fu Ling knelt down and leaned next to Lin Zhixing to listen to him.

"Look at the two in the middle." Lin Zhixing pointed.

Fu Ling saw a man and a woman in the middle of the ring at a glance.

The girl wore a double-ring bun and looked very cute. There was a sword hanging on her waist. She must be a swordsman like her.

The man is a little fat man, and he is holding a conch-shaped magic weapon in his hand, which is probably a magic weapon.

Everyone else avoided these two people and stood far away, obviously afraid of these two people.

"The woman's name is Zhou Xiaoyu. She is a genius disciple of the Sword Cultivation Sect Yujian Sect. She is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Although she looks cute, she can be more ferocious than you in a fight. When senior brother attended the Ultramarine Conference ten years ago , she is about the same age as you, but she managed to stay in the top 20, and she is much better now than she was ten years ago."

"That little fat guy's name is Zhuge Jin. He is a Dharma cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment and a disciple of Master Linghua, the leader of Bishuitian."

"You said that among the tens of thousands of disciples participating in the Ultramarine Conference, there are actually only a hundred or so who can build a foundation or above. Those who can build a foundation within the age of twenty can be regarded as geniuses. You will meet two people in the first game

He's in the middle stage of foundation building, so he's pretty lucky." Lin Zhixing was worried, the junior sister was also injured, making it even harder to beat.

"It's okay." Fuling herself was not that depressed. She patted Lin Zhixing on the shoulder and said to him: "Brother, look at the ring next door. The nine people who met Master Jie Wan were even worse off than me.

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Lin Zhixing: "..." It actually sounds reasonable.

The strength of foundation-building and golden elixirs are vastly different. Even if the other nine are all foundation-building, they still can't beat one golden elixir.

This little junior sister's mentality is really unusual.

"Brother, I thought about it. I can lose to others, but I want to beat that Zhuge Jin. He is a disciple of the leader of Bishuitian, and I want to target him." Fuling said seriously.

Lin Zhixing listened happily, "Senior brother, I support you!"

Zhuge Jin in the middle of the ring shook his body and felt an inexplicable chill and an ominous premonition.

The ring battle began. As a spectator, Lin Zhixing could not stay in the ring, so he had to return to the auditorium and stare at the situation of Fuling's ring from a distance.

Next to Lin Zhixing, Lin Qingyue also had a sad look on his face. Junior sister is really worried, but she should not get hurt again.

"This little girl, Fuling, has a serious injury on her arm. This scene is a bit uncertain." When the two Lin family apprentices were paying attention to the situation on the ring, a soft and pleasant male voice suddenly came to their ears.

Looking back, the big boss Yinyue Zhenren sat down next to them, and watched the junior sister's ring battle with them.

Lin Zhixing: "???"

Lin Qingyue: "..."

So, you, the master of Miaoyin Peak, came over to see what the competition was like between their junior sisters from Lingyan Peak.

There are so many Miaoyin Peak disciples competing, and your own direct disciples are also competing. Why are you watching someone else's junior sister competing...

Neither Lin Qingyue nor Lin Zhixing knew when Yin Yue met Poria.

Not long after Master Yinyue sat down, Master Linghua silently walked over to this side and sat down on the other side of the Lin family brothers.

Lin Qingyue, Lin Zhixing: "..." How can we watch the junior sister's competition?

"I wonder which young man here is a disciple of Master Yinyue?" Master Linghua said first.

"She is on the same stage as Master Linghua's young disciple. Her name is Fuling and she is a sword cultivator." Master Yin Yue said.

Lin Zhixing turned around and exchanged glances with his brother. Both of their eyes were full of question marks.

Not to mention that these two people started talking to each other across the air. When did Poria become a disciple of Master Yin Yue? Master Ling Hua dared to ask, Master Yin Yue really dared to answer...

"Fu Ling, I've heard of this name before. He must be the disciple who established the foundation before he started practicing for a month. His talent is even higher than that of the little girl from Guiyuan Sect. It's really enviable." Ling Ling

Huazhen Dao.

"Master Linghua has won the prize. This little girl, Poria, does not have the qualifications of the Four Spiritual Roots, but she seems to be quite popular with Heavenly Dao in the way of swordsmanship, and her swordsmanship is far superior to ordinary people." Master Yinyue smiled and took Master Linghua.
Chapter completed!