Chapter 80 Passed the selection

"Number 75, number 254, please ask these two monks to go to the T-shaped ring for the competition."

In the blink of an eye, it was already the second day, and the competition started early.

When he heard his number being called, Xu Feng said goodbye to Luo Xinran and jumped onto the ring.

"Xiao Feng, be careful. If you really can't beat the opponent, immediately admit defeat and surrender, and don't show off."

Listening to the instructions from the audience, Xu Feng nodded helplessly, and then looked at the opposite side, and another person also appeared on the ring.

The man who came was pale and beardless, and looked sick, but this did not make him relax his vigilance, but made him more careful.

Both sides clasped their fists and saluted, and then with the referee's permission, the two instantly sacrificed their magic weapons and attacked each other.

"Bang!"

"Dang!"

The flying sword controlled by Xu Feng was blocked by the opponent's shield magic weapon, and the opponent's broadsword magic weapon also chopped on the tortoise shell magic weapon he sacrificed.

"Hmph, insidious and cunning." Both sides gave each other such a label.

Seeing that the opponent was quite powerful, Xu Feng stopped pestering and directly summoned the second flying sword from the storage bag, then held the shield in his hand and continued to attack the opponent.

The opponent was very surprised to see that he could perfectly control two flying swords, and also sacrificed a round blade-shaped magic weapon to deal with him.

Suddenly, several magic weapons collided in the air, dazzling for a while.

However, the opponent's control of objects was not as exquisite as his. Under the attack of his sword formation, the opponent's two magic weapons were successively knocked out far away. Without the magic weapon in hand, the opponent could only admit defeat.

In this way, he won the first game very easily.

However, he did not get too careful because he arranged the opponents at the beginning. They were all at the same level of cultivation.

In the next few rounds, there will be a situation where the fifth level of Qi Refining will face the sixth level of Qi Refining.

If the luck is worse, it is not impossible for the fifth level of Qi Refining to meet the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Before the second match started, Xu Feng sat cross-legged in the designated rest area to rest.

He looked around just now and didn't see Luo Xinran. He thought she should have been on the stage.

However, he had no time to be distracted at this time. He started to restore his mana while practicing the skills. Although the match just now did not last long, it consumed 40% of his mana.

After four hours, he also ushered in his second match. This time, his opponent was even more difficult. He was a tall and thin guy with a sixth-level Qi Refining level and wearing a light blue robe.

With the referee's hand raised, the match officially began.

Xu Feng still summoned two flying swords to stab the opponent on the left and right. At the same time, in order to protect himself, he took out a golden light talisman and slapped himself.

The blue-clothed monk was not to be outdone. He directly sacrificed a khaki shield magic weapon to block the flying sword from the left, and at the same time, holding a black iron axe, knocked the flying sword on the right away.

Then the man's feet flashed with spiritual light, and he suddenly jumped up three feet, slashing straight at Xu Feng's forehead, seemingly preparing to split him in half.

Seeing this, Xu Feng was not surprised at all, and manipulated two flying swords to appear in front of him, and then crossed them to block the giant axe that was chopped down.

Then, while the opponent was in mid-air and had nowhere to dodge, he waved his hands in succession, and several huge fireballs shot towards the opponent.

Even before it hit him, an unbearable high temperature came towards him.

Seeing this, the blue-clothed man's face changed, and he quickly blocked the khaki shield in front of him, and slapped a defensive talisman on his body.

A series of explosions sounded, and the raging fire engulfed the opponent.

Two huge giant fireballs came from bottom to top, with amazing heat waves, and hit the shield formed by the man's defensive talisman.

Boom!

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Xu Feng's mind moved, and a wind blade talisman with green light and silver-white light appeared in his hand, and then he threw it out directly.

The blue-clothed man trapped by the fire fell on the ring. While resisting the fireball, he did not sit still and wait for death.

He directly released a small knife only an inch long and attacked his face.

Xu Feng's consciousness certainly discovered this hidden weapon, and then he controlled the flying sword to meet it, ready to knock it away.

But what he didn't expect was that this small knife magic weapon was not an ordinary thing. Not only did it punch a hole in his flying sword, but it also continued to rush towards his face.

Xu Feng's face became visibly serious, and he immediately took out a golden light talisman from the storage bag, and then completed the activation in an instant.

In the end, after the flying knife penetrated the first layer of light shield, it was narrowly blocked by the second layer of light shield.

"Phew! That was close. If I hadn't activated the second golden light talisman in time, I would have died on the spot.

It seems that those who can stand on the stage are all capable people, but my wind blade talisman is not so easy to deal with."

Thinking of this, Xu Feng looked forward.

The wind blades formed by the wind blade talisman were constantly attacking the man in blue.

After a few breaths, when the fireball dissipated and the wind blades disappeared, a nearly naked man appeared on the B-shaped stage.

Today's stage selection competition was not closed by the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

Instead, anyone could come in and watch as long as they paid an entrance fee of one spirit stone, so the surroundings were basically full of cultivators who came to watch the excitement.

This scene was naturally seen by many people.

"Look, that person was stripped naked by the other party."

The first monk who discovered this situation shouted.

"Where is it? Which ring?"

"It's in the No. B ring."

His answer was particularly loud, and the monks around heard it.

Their eyes fell on the No. B ring. They were ready to feast their eyes.

But after watching it, they were disappointed.

"Tsk, I thought it was some fairy whose clothes were stripped, but it turned out to be a male cultivator! What's so good about that? I have everything he has."

"Yeah, it's really boring, is it worth making a fuss about?"

Everyone retracted their eyes and chose the ring where the fight was going on to watch the fight.

"Number 75, do you admit defeat?"

The referee looked at the blue-robed man who had few clothes on his body and asked.

After asking, the referee almost laughed out loud.

"I admit defeat."

Originally, he would never let it go after being humiliated in public.

But looking at the deep scars on his body caused by the wind blade talisman, and the flying sword that was less than three inches from his throat, he still gritted his teeth and admitted defeat.

But before leaving the ring, he stared at Xu Feng fiercely, looking him up and down, as if he wanted to remember his appearance deeply.

The first day of the selection ended just like that.

The remaining selections will be held three days later, in order to allow the cultivators who have fought two games to recuperate.

The third game is also the final game, because after the second game, there are only more than 200 cultivators left, but among these cultivators, there are also dozens of them who won the victory but were seriously injured.

This kind of injury may not be healed even if it is given three days, even if it is given ten days, so they were also unfortunately eliminated.

Among the more than 200 cultivators, excluding those who were seriously injured, there are basically less than 200 people left. According to the announcement of the loose cultivator alliance that organized the selection, only 196 people were confirmed to participate in the finals.

This means that four lucky monks can win directly without a bye, although the chance of this is very small.

This requires a draw. In order to ensure fairness, Dou Hua, the leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, personally took action.

The rules of the draw are also very simple. Find two identical wooden boxes, and then put one hundred tokens of the monks who entered the finals in each box.

Of course, there are two tokens in each box that are not numbered. If they are drawn, then the monks who are drawn with them are lucky.

"Xiaofeng, who do you think will be so lucky that they can win without participating in the third game?"

Luo Xinran also defeated his opponent twice in a row and entered the final round.

"I don't know about this. If possible, I hope the two of us can be lucky."

"Haha, I think so too, but this possibility is too small."

Just as the two were whispering under the stage, Dou Hua had already started drawing lots.

"No. 168, vs. No. 629."

As the result was announced, it also announced that Luo Xinran was not a lucky person. A fierce battle was waiting for her in three days.

"No. 254..., a bye. I would like to congratulate this young friend. You have successfully passed the selection of our Loose Cultivator Alliance."

As the result was announced, Luo Xinran, who was worried about the competition three days later, immediately became excited.

"Xiaofeng, did you hear it? You got a bye, which is really great."

Xu Feng naturally heard it, but he didn't expect that he was so lucky.

"I heard it, Sister Xinran. It seems that you will have to participate in the finals in three days. But don't worry, I will come with Fellow Daoists Xu and Liang to cheer you on."

"Well, let's go back first. I was slightly injured in the fight just now. Let's go back and rest."

"Okay, let's go!"

Hearing that Luo Xinran was injured, Xu Feng half-supported her and carefully cleared the way in front of her, fearing that someone would bump into her.