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Volume One: The Road to Immortality Chapter 119: Competition (1)

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    Everyone in the Feitian Sect was waiting, and six monks walked in from outside.  The one at the front is a leading disciple of the Feitian Sect, and the five people behind have Qilin symbols embroidered on their sleeves. It is obvious at a glance that they are all members of the Leisha Sect.

    The first person walking was a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression.  He did not deliberately hide his cultivation level. At a glance, he could tell that he was at the peak level of the late stage of elixir transformation and that he was none other than the leader of Leisha Sect, Zhenjun Lianchen.  He was followed by four young monks, most of whom had arrogant looks on their faces, as if they didn't care about the Feitian Sect at all.

    "Fellow Taoist Lianchen, please come inside." Master Huanyue nodded slightly and said loudly.

    "Fellow Huanyue's cultivation has improved again. I remember that decades ago, my Taoist was in the middle stage of elixir transformation, and now he is at the peak level of the late stage of elixir transformation." Zhenjun Lianchen said calmly, he didn't seem to care about these years.  The conflict between the Leisha Sect and the Feitian Sect did not mention the killing of two foundation-building monks within the sect a few years ago.

    "Fellow Taoist, you've received the award. Didn't you also break through from the middle stage of elixir transformation to the peak level of the late stage of elixir transformation?" Master Huanyue said in greeting.

    "Haha." True Lord Lianchen smiled cunningly.  The two then chatted casually for a few words, and then introduced the disciples participating in the competition to each other. Finally, the Leisha Sect and the group were taken to arrange accommodation by a Feitian Sect disciple.

    There were only a few people from the Feitian Sect left in the main hall. Everyone was silent and the atmosphere became a little strange.  Master Huanyue broke the silence and said loudly: "Everyone, this competition is very important to Feitian Sect and you personally. This competition is also an opportunity to exercise and become famous. The competition will begin the day after tomorrow. I hope everyone can do their best.  Use all your strengths.¡±

    "Disciples should do their best!" Feng Fan and others said loudly.

    "You can go back and prepare." Master Huanyue nodded, with a very satisfied look on his face.

    The top of Feitian Mountain is crowded with people, and everyone gathers around the four huge stone platforms.  The first round of competition began. Since there were only four stone platforms, the sixteen competitions were divided into four groups.

    Extremely special restrictions have been set up around each stone platform by monks in the alchemy stage to prevent the fluctuations of spiritual power formed by the true essence from harming onlookers during the competition.  However, this restriction has no effect on the movement of the monks, which means that the monks can leave the stone platform at any time.

    There are many stools prepared around the stone platform, and members of various sects and families are sitting around different stone platforms.  Of course, no matter what sect or family members are competing on the stone platform, most of the people watching around the stone platform are also members of the corresponding sect and family.

    According to the rules of the competition, if the body falls under the stone platform, is injured and cannot continue to participate in the competition, an elder or contestant admits defeat, or dies, the monk will be considered defeated.  However, all factions and families have negotiated before the competition, and try not to harm the opponent's life during the competition.  The opponents in each round of competition are determined by drawing lots, and no matter who the opponent is, they all have their destiny.

    Feng Fan was drawn into the first group of competitions. The stone platform he was on was surrounded by members of the Feitian Sect and the Ling family.  Opposite Feng Fan stood a young man. This young man was tall and thin, with a yellowish complexion. He was wearing Tsing Yi.  This person's eyes were a little erratic, and occasionally revealed a murderous intent.

    "Feng Fan from Feitian Sect." Feng Fan broke the silence and announced his name first.

    "Ling Qiancao of the Ling family." There was a proud look on the face of the tall and thin young man, making his identity clear.

    Feng Fan's mind moved, and a spear suddenly appeared in front of him.  The body of the spear is jet black and seems to be made of black iron. It is a top-quality magical weapon that Feng Fan obtained from the Feitian Sect's arsenal some time ago.

    Feng Fan pointed at the spear, and with the rapid influx of true energy, the spear exuded a powerful aura.  Feng Fan waved his right hand, and the spear flew towards Ling Qicao with a roar.

    Ling Qiancao's expression changed slightly and he shouted: "Come out." Several huge ice walls suddenly appeared in front of him, completely isolating him from Feng Fan.  Ling Qiancao has a water-attribute spiritual root, so she practices water-based spells. When she sees her opponent using a top-quality magical weapon, he immediately uses the ice wall technique to block it.

    The spear hit the ice wall, making bursts of ice-breaking sounds.  As layer after layer of ice was defeated, the spear slowly penetrated all the ice walls and continued to move forward.  Ling Qiancao didn't react at all, and his body was stiff and motionless.

    The spear has arrived in front of Ling Qiancao, but Ling Qiancao still hasn't moved.  With a "wave" sound, Ling Qiancao was hit by the spear and was shattered into pieces, turning into countless white ice crystals and shooting out in all directions.

    Feng Fan suddenly felt a slight fluctuation of true energy behind his body, and secretly shouted: "Not good!" Then he felt a yin energy coming from behind him.

    Feng Fan waved his right hand behind him, and the Tiangang Cauldron suddenly appeared. At the same time, Feng Fan instantly opened the True Essence Shield.  Feng Fan, who had just finished all this, heard a muffled sound in his ears,The Tiangang Cauldron seemed to have been hit hard, and it quickly moved towards Feng Fan, hitting his True Essence Barrier.  Feng Fan moved his body forward a few steps, and then he stood firm. He felt some blood boiling in his chest.

    Feng Fan turned around and saw Ling Qiancao standing behind him, holding a short knife in his right hand.  It could be seen from the fluctuations of spiritual power that it was emitting that it was a top-quality magic weapon. It seemed that the dagger that had just attacked him should have been this short knife with a cold light.

    "The opponent is actually able to exert a strength equivalent to that of a monk in the foundation-building stage!" Ling Qiancao was extremely shocked. The blow just now was difficult for even a monk in the gas-gathering stage of the same level as himself to resist, but at this time, it was easily resolved by the opponent. He had to  This shocked the pride of the Ling family.

    It turns out that Ling Qiancao had just used an illusion to turn ice into a false body, but his real body came behind Feng Fan with a special movement method and launched a sudden attack on Feng Fan.  He thought he would win with one blow, but he didn't expect that Feng Fan's consciousness and strength would be so powerful, and he could react quickly and escape by using the best magic weapon and the true energy shield to resist.

    The expression of Master Huanyue, who was sitting under the stone platform, changed slightly. After all, it was the first time he saw such a strange movement technique of a monk in the Qi Gathering Stage, which made the leader a little shocked.  The surrounding Feitian Sect disciples were shocked when they saw Ling Qiancao's strange movements.  Everyone was secretly guessing whether they could avoid such a strange and fast attack if they were on stage.

    Not far away from Master Huanyue sat a middle-aged man with a face as red as red, a full beard, and eyes like lightning.  This person is Ling Wanhai, the patriarch of the Ling family, and his cultivation has reached the peak level of the late stage of alchemy.
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