Seeing Gu Qingcheng starting to realize a breakthrough next to Li Ping'an, many of the happy Qi practitioners in the sect began to whisper about this matter.

"Have you seen it? You can get some insights from fighting with Li Ping'an. This is his father's great luck."

"I remember two years ago, there was a gatekeeper who had been stuck at the top of the Tiandi Bridge. Because of Li Ping'an's instructions, he entered the Yuanxian Realm directly."

"Can't? I haven't completed the foundation building in the Condensing Light Realm yet. What can you give me? If he is so powerful, why hasn't his cultivation improved yet?"

"When senior brother said this, I suddenly remembered that this Taoist friend Li Ping'an seemed to have entered the Liuyun Temple practice in his twenties. He had no teacher for three years and only had the guidance of his father. Now he can reach the middle stage of condensing light.

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"hiss--"

"If you put it this way, this guy is really something extraordinary."

"What's the big deal? It's just the great ambition of Master Dazhi. I can do it if I have such a father."

"Master Dazhi is now sitting behind the headmaster. He is really powerful."

"Master Dazhi became an immortal within three years, which has been rare since ancient times. If he can reach true immortality within a hundred years, there will be no suspense about his position as the next leader."

"Didn't I say that there is a deputy head who also wants to be the head?"

"I don't know about this. Why do our Yuanxian cultivations have such idle thoughts? Besides, being a sect leader is so tiring, and it's so comfortable for us to practice in the mountains. I don't know what the seniors in the sect think."

Such and such, such and such.

Li Pingan could occasionally feel the eyes of others, but he didn't care too much.

From time to time, he glanced at the master who was meditating on the viewing platform, at his old father who was staying behind the leader, and looked at the priest sister who was laughing and joking with the female cultivators at Caiyun Peak, and continued to watch the battle on the ground list.

An hour later, Li Ping'an took another round and won easily. He had won three games and lost one.

Gu Qingcheng next to him received a bye and lost the round due to a temporary breakthrough.

The aura in Gu Qingcheng's body is slowly rising. He should have broken through the barrier of the eighth to ninth levels of the Void Refining Realm. He should be able to wake up soon, and he will not be eliminated because of the temporary breakthrough.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the peaks of Wanyun Sect, and magic lanterns were lit in advance at Caiyun Peak.

A fairy casts a spell to make the stars in the night here shine brighter, making everything shine brightly, adding a bit of fairyland to the mood.

In a blink of an eye, it was the fifth round of the competition, and Li Ping'an was drawn to be the first to take the stage.

There seemed to be some commotion next to the ring. Wei Yanzi and two Yuanxian Realm deacons were gathered around the lottery turntable, frowning and comparing something.

Just as Li Pingan was about to stand up, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the side and stopped him in front of Li Pingan.

But it was Gu Qingcheng who woke up.

"Brother Li! Please accept my bow!"

Gu Qingcheng stood up and bowed.

Li Ping'an turned sideways and received a half-ceremony, and said with a smile: "I'm going to fight first, and we'll talk when I get back."

Gu Qingcheng glanced at the arena, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but mutter: "Fellow Taoist, you are so unlucky. In the rankings, my cultivation level ranks among the top three. I also know the guy above, his name is Wang Zaizhi. Previously,

His cultivation level is a little higher than mine, but now he is on par with me. He has many treasures in his hands, but his strength is mediocre."

Li Ping'an looked at his fellow disciple waiting on the ring, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you for reminding me, if I really lose, I will just admit defeat. Anyway, there will be another match later."

"Don't force it, fellow Taoist, just do your best!"

Gu Qingcheng waved her hand, which was quite heroic:

"After the competition, we must have a drink with him, and let me find a way to repay him for his kindness!"

Yes, he is also a good drinker.

Those who practice qi and drink too much have been like this since ancient times.

Li Pingan said goodbye to Gu Qingcheng with his hands, turned over and jumped onto the edge of the ring, and bowed to the Kaiyunfeng disciples on the other side of the ring from a distance.

Two voices suddenly rang in his ears.

A micro-inflammation came from not far away: "There is something wrong with the drawing of lots."

The other voice was that of Elder Yan Sheng: "Be careful, this disciple is the disciple of Elder Bi."

Elder Bi?

That inner sect elder who suggested to his father to participate in this competition in front of the leader?

It’s Deputy Leader Mo Yi’s small group again…

Li Ping'an remained calm on the surface, cupped his hands to the young male cultivator in front of him, turned around and was about to jump off the ring.

"Heh," the other party suddenly spoke, his voice particularly harsh, "Is it possible that the rumored ambitious son can only run away with his head in his arms?"

Li Ping'an paused and sighed in his heart.

The moment the opponent called out his father's name, the nature of the fight had changed.

If he runs away without a fight, or if his defeat is too ugly, both father and son will be humiliated, and the disciples and immortals will inevitably look down on him and his son.

Deep down, my father wanted to be the leader;

Li Pingan has also been planning for this matter;

Today is the first time that most of the disciples of Wan Yun Sect see their father. It can be regarded as their first impression, which is quite important to their father.

Now, Li Ping'an can no longer give in even one step.

Wang Zaizhi's body was suspended three feet above the ground, with the hem of his Taoist robe and long hair fluttering slightly. A sixteen-story pagoda slowly circled around him, and the thin lips under his aquiline nose outlined a bit of a sneer.

Li Pingan stepped forward and said calmly: "Li Pingan, a disciple of the Qingsu sect, would like to ask my senior brother for advice."

"Ask for advice?"

Wang Zaizhi is still using the method of provoking generals:

"I don't dare teach you anything.

"Your father is a disciple of the ancestor, and I am just a minor cultivator in the sect. If I accidentally hurt you, I will be blamed by the elders and deacons in the sect."

Although their cultivation levels are low, they are still on the stage at the moment.

Many eyes are watching, and many people are watching.

Many sleepy immortals, smelling a bit of tit-for-tat, immediately became energetic and carefully looked at the two people on the field.

Li Ping'an smiled casually: "Does this fellow Taoist have no father? He always talks about my father. Is it possible that you are envious?"

"You!" Wang Zaizhi glared angrily.

Li Ping'an said leisurely: "Everyone is born and raised by his parents, but cultivation is his own business. Why should he care about the name of his father?"

"good!"

Wei Yanzi in the audience shouted, and many immortals nodded with smiles.

Just talking about this quarrel, Li Ping'an certainly won.

Wang Zaizhi sneered: "Sharp-tongued! Today you and I will definitely not let it go! Do you dare to promise that you will never surrender and run away from this battle? If you think my cultivation is overpowering yours, I will claim to be my own!"

Li Ping'an said directly: "What do you mean by what my fellow Taoist said, do you want to have a real fight with me today? Just like a real fight?"

"I'm afraid you don't have the guts!"

"It's just a real sword and a real gun, so it's a bit boring. I think Taoist friend's pagoda is pretty good, and I happen to have a pagoda-shaped treasure as well."

Li Pingan took out a pagoda from his sleeve. It was just an ordinary magic weapon, used to ward off evil spirits. He said calmly:

"We might as well add a bonus."

"How dare you not!"

Wang Zaizhi almost laughed out of anger. He closed his eyes, took a breath, pointed at his fairy baby tower and said:

"If I lose to you today, how about giving this tower to you?"

"Come on then."

Li Ping'an calmly took three Qi-restoring elixirs and stuffed them into his mouth. The elixirs were wrapped in mana and swallowed into his abdomen without forcing them to open, so that they could be used to restore mana during the fight.

He made an inviting gesture to Wang Zaizhi:

"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to claim your magic power. You and I will do this according to the real fighting method.

"If I admit defeat or run away today, I will retreat when I see my Taoist friends from now on, and I will bow and salute."

"Okay! Me too!"

Wang Zaizhi couldn't tell who was using the provoking method now. His anger level was already full, and he slowly rose up, with black paper talismans flying out of his sleeves.

"I will let you understand today what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky! It's just condensed light!"

He clenched his fist with his right hand, and the talisman turned into fireballs, and smashed them away at Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an had already made a move, swaying from side to side, creating phantoms with his steps, and throwing out several green lights from the cloud gun in his hand!

The two of them used all their strength as soon as they took action!

Mu Ningning in the audience was so nervous at the moment that she almost crushed the scabbard in her hand, holding her breath and watching Li Ping'an's figure.
To be continued...