Xi Qian sat in the Lingxu Sect's position and saw the bottom clearly.

Sure enough, only by standing high can you see far.

The inspiring drums rang out in a dense manner, and the time was coming.

The city lord of Wanfa City - Wan Yizhi, as the notary public, announced that the quota battle has officially begun.

The first competition in this battle is the disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

One force has produced ten people.

There are a total of one hundred people, four major sects, five major families and a alliance of casual cultivators.

The rules are simple and rough, draw lots one-on-one.

If you are not lucky enough to get your fellow disciples, you will only be considered unlucky.

Xi Qian stood up calmly and jumped onto the ring with the other nine people from Lingxu Sect.

After a hundred people arrived, Wan Yizhi pinched his hands and waved it. Xi Qian found that there was an extra wooden sign in his hand.

No. 59! She is in the second half.

"Please draw the disciples from the top 20 to go to their respective arenas, and the rest will take a break." Wan Yizhi spoke indifferently.

There are ten rings in total, and you can compete in ten groups at a time. Each ring has a referee in the Golden Pill stage.

Xi Qian has to admire Wanfa City’s great efforts.

Then she returned to her position to watch the game.

Two of the ten people from Lingxu Sect are in the top twenty, but fortunately they didn't draw together.

"Little junior sister, what number will I draw?" As soon as Xi Qian sat down, Han Yeyu came over to ask.

Xi Qian smiled slightly, "Fifty-nine, it will take a while."

"Fortunately, I just don't know who the opponent is?"

Sheng Qin used his spiritual sense to scan it, "The opponent is from the Xia family, and he is in the late stage of foundation building."

"That's not a big problem, but you still have to be careful." Han Yeyu felt a little relieved when she heard this.

"Well, I understand!" Xi Qian nodded obediently.

Shengqin looked at the wooden signs of other disciples of Lingxu Sect.

Fortunately, they didn't get together.

The opponent is stronger, so I'm afraid I'll suffer a little this time.

While talking, the fight on the ring was already terrible.

Xi Qian stared at the arena of the Lingxu Sect disciple - Min Yiao. His strength is in the late stage of foundation building, and his opponent is at the peak of foundation building.

A little overwhelming!

Another disciple also encountered an opponent with stronger strength than him.

The Lingxu Sect’s luck is really bad.

"Bang!" Min Yiao was overturned on the ring in three rounds.

He reacted very quickly and quickly rolled aside. Sure enough, there was a deep scratch on the spot where he was lying just now.

Min Yiao took a deep breath, it seemed that he had to reveal his trump card.

Then he took out a spiritual sword from the ring.

Xi Qian raised her eyebrows and found that she was a sword cultivator. This was so exciting.

Huh? The sword energy is great perfect?

Min Yiao's sword moves were vaguely filled with sword energy.

Xi Qian's eyes showed appreciation. It seemed that she was about to break through and she had a good talent!

There should be no suspense in this competition.

Sure enough, Min Yiao ended the battle with a "Rainfall in the Nothing".

Another disciple lost the competition.

But it was nothing. Everyone comforted him, and they couldn't help but meet someone higher than their level.

"You boy, you are hiding very deeply!" After Min Yiao came down, a Jindan stage monk in Lingxu Sect punched him in the shoulder.

"Haha! Uncle Master is joking!" Min Yiao spoke without being arrogant or impatient.

A calm face.

But Xi Qian saw a little pride in his eyes.

It is hidden so deeply that the appreciation in my heart is gone.

But it had nothing to do with him, so Xi Qian withdrew her gaze.

I also missed the provocation handed over by Min Yiao.

He was just dissatisfied with the fact that Ming Xiqian could compete on behalf of Lingxu Sect without even participating in the selection.

They all went through the competition, why did she?

Xi Qian didn't pay attention to his eyes, and her mind was on the ring at this time.

But Shengqin discovered it.

He glanced at Min Yiao in a vague way, haha! His mind is so narrow, no wonder he has never understood the sword intent yet.
Chapter completed!