The Heavenly Master Gives Me Food: Brother and Sister Bravely Enter the World of Cultivation

Most people are competing, and those who are not competing should stay and take a look at who may be their future opponents.

The only people watching the battle were the outer disciples of Tianyuan Sect. Tianyuan also had a huge Chenxu mirror that could be used to project images into the sky above Tianyuan Sect.

The independent cultivators who are unable to enter the Tianyuan Sect and the people from the four major cities can all watch the game through the projection of the Chenxu Mirror.

Yu Zhouwan came to the North District, where there were many disciples watching the game. Yu Zhouwan stood on the periphery and looked at the competition stage.

It was Zhen Yue and a body cultivator wearing Sanhe Sect uniforms standing on top.

"The game begins!" As the referee's voice fell.

The person opposite Zhen Yue took the initiative to attack, with extremely fast speed and fierce attack.

With one punch, he made a hole in the Kuijiu Stone, which was said to be the hardest in the world. If it hit a person, the consequences can be imagined.

Although he is a physical cultivator, he is not as clumsy and dull as rumored, but rather flexible and adaptable.

"This Ji Xingke from the Sanhe Sect is indeed a rare physical cultivator genius in the past thousand years. He is only fifty years old but has already reached the Spiritual Transformation Stage."

"Then don't you see his opponent across from him? He's a 16-year-old in the Spiritualization Stage."

"What! A sixteen-year-old in the Spiritual Transformation Stage! Are you kidding me?!"

"Humph, open your eyes and take a look!"

Listening to the discussion of the disciples in front, Yu Zhouwan looked carefully at Ji Xingke, the physical practitioner of the Sanhe Sect.

The meridians in his body are different from those of most people. I don’t know what kind of cultivation method he practiced that made him give up other meridians and focus on expanding one meridian.

So now, there is only one meridian in Ji Xingke's body, which is wider than that of the same level of the Spirit Transformation Stage, and the spiritual power flows more smoothly.

The smoothness of his spiritual power flow is comparable to Zhen Yue's, but because his combat experience is richer than Zhen Yue's, Zhen Yue is at a disadvantage at this time.

The tip of Zhen Yue's sword was pointing at Ji Xingke's fist, which was like a mountain.

Zhen Yue was forced to kneel on one knee, stirring up dust all over the ground.

It is enough to show how powerful Ji Xingke's attack is.

The communication board on his waist lit up. Yu Zhouwan picked it up and saw that it was a message from the third senior sister. It was her turn to compete.

Yu Zhouwan let out a long sigh. If it wasn’t for entering the Sword Pool, she would have wanted to give up the competition.

However, the top three in the four districts can enter the Sword Pool, regardless of whether they are sword cultivators or not.

But whether to enter or not depends on personal wishes.

Yu Zhouwan gritted his teeth and took a deep look at the stage.

Zhen Yue, don't fight so hard!

Turning to the West District, the West District competition was easy for her.

As soon as Yu Zhouwan came on stage, he kicked the person out of the competition stage in less than a quarter of an hour.

After waiting for the referee to announce the result, he ran to the North District without stopping, where the winner had not yet been decided.

At this time, Yu Zhenyue had several new wounds on his body, but Ji Xingke was no less injured, with several sword wounds.

The two men stood at opposite ends of the stage, staring at each other motionlessly, their chests heaving violently. It seemed that both of them had reached their limits.

Yu Zhouwan saw that there was no expression on his brother's face, neither pain nor happiness.

Ji Xingke looked at his opponent and frowned slightly. This person seemed to feel no pain and his expression did not change at all.

He looked at his shaking hands. The sixteen-year-old swordsman was indeed very powerful.

Yu Zhenyue's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and there was a voice in his head telling him that he must win.

Regardless of his physical fatigue, he swung his sword and flew towards Ji Xingke.

Ji Xingke came forward, and the two people in the Spirit Transformation Stage used all their strength, interweaving sword moves, fists, and spiritual power. The speed of the fight only left afterimages.

Those with lower cultivation levels cannot see the moves at all.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I heard that the competition in the Spiritual Transformation Stage is very exciting."

Yu Zhouwan heard the voice and turned to look behind him. Several disciples were coming from other competition areas.

"I've heard that in the past, there wasn't even a pair of disciples at the Spiritual Transformation stage, but this year there are three. I want to come and see the battle between these geniuses."

Yu Zhouwan could constantly hear the discussions of other disciples, but his eyes were fixed on the stage.

Zhen Yue, is it really impossible to wake up?

Yu Zhouwan couldn't hide the worry on his face, but Zhen Yue probably didn't care anymore at this moment.

The communication console on his waist lit up again, and Yu Zhouwan had to leave again.

This time, Yu Zhouwan had two games in a row, and the Nascent Soul stage games really couldn’t be treated lightly.

Yu Zhouwan quickly resolved the issue and ran back to the North District.

As a result, when Yu Zhouwan just arrived, he saw his brother being attacked by Ji Xingke's fists.

He instantly vomited blood, turned over, and inserted his sword into the table to stop himself from retreating.

Finally, he stopped just two fingers away from the stage, lowered his head, and breathed heavily.

"Zhen Yue!"

Yu Zhouwan shouted anxiously, and everyone looked at Yu Zhouwan.

Yu Zhouwan didn’t have time to observe other people’s expressions, she slowly walked towards her brother.

"Zhen Yue, stop fighting."

Yu Zhou looked at the wound on his brother's body that was bleeding profusely, with blood oozing out of his mouth from time to time.

She slowly walked to the competition stage, her eyes red, and looked at him distressedly.

But he didn't react at all and looked up at Ji Xingke.

Ji Xingke frowned and said, "Brother Yu, you are already a strong bow. If you continue, you may be in danger of regressing."

Yu Zhenyue seemed not to hear and continued to attack Ji Xingke.

Ji Xingke sighed and flew up to fight.

"Master Jiubian, if you hadn't said this was a disciple of your sect, I would have thought it was a puppet created by a demon."

The head of the Sanhe sect, Tianxi, frowned and his eyes fell on the head of the Tianyuan sect.

The heads and elders of other sects also frowned. This was just a competition of strength among the three sects and three schools. It was not a life-and-death situation. There was no need to fight so hard.

But the Tianyuan Sect disciples in the stands seemed determined not to give up until they killed the other party.

Jiubian shook his head and said, "My disciple is very competitive and won't listen to my advice. I can't do anything about him."

The moment he lowered his head, a hint of indifference flashed in his eyes.

The head of Qingshan Sect, Sheng Luo, looked at Yu Zhouwan in the competition field and said solemnly, "This is just a competition between the disciples of various sects. There is no need to risk one's life. Looking at the appearance of this disciple, I am afraid that he has a demon in his heart. Head of Jiubian should pay more attention to him."

When everyone heard about the inner demon, their faces turned serious.

With a heart that cherishes talent, if such a young genius were to have a mental demon, his cultivation would probably stop here.

Jiubian's eyes flashed with a dark light, and then he smiled, "Thank you all for reminding me. I was negligent. I have been busy with the sect competition recently and neglected my apprentice."

After saying that, Jiubian flew above the competition stage, where the people were fighting fiercely.

He brought down his palm, and the two people on the stage separated instantly.

"In this battle, Sanhe faction Ji Xing won as a guest."

After Jiubian finished speaking, he took Yu Zhenyue away and glanced at Yu Zhouwan before leaving.

Yu Zhouwan also saw it. That glance was like a leopard ready to pounce seeing its prey, making Yu Zhouwan stand still, not daring to move.

"Excuse me, everyone."

It was not until Jiubian's voice came from afar that Yu Zhouwan came back to his senses and found that Jiubian was gone.

She took a deep breath and turned away.

It was not until she was away from the crowd and there was no one around that she began to breathe heavily.

There is no doubt that the leader of Tianyuan Sect is definitely not innocent. He is definitely related to the theft of the Water Spirit Pearl of Hehuan Sect and the black-clothed man in Tingfeng Valley.

In the master's inner hall, Jiubian looked at his disciple lying motionless on the ground.

The green spiritual power in his body is constantly repairing his body.

Jiubian's spiritual power invaded Yu Zhenyue's body and reached the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness. Jiubian seemed to be burned by something and withdrew his hand.

Unexpectedly, even though the injury was so severe, the power deep in his sea of ​​consciousness did not weaken at all.

"Humph! It seems that the person behind you is quite powerful."

After Jiubian finished speaking, he turned and left without paying any attention to the disciple on the ground.

After Jiubian left, there was a glimmer of light in Yu Zhenyue's eyes, which was then covered by red.

……

For the next three days, Zhen Yue no longer showed up. He went to find Yan Anzhen, who said that Zhen Yue was being treated by the headmaster and he could not see him.

She had also been to the master's hall, but she didn't even see the master, let alone her brother. Yu Zhouwan could only suppress her anxiety and compete first, hoping that Jian Chi would see him.

Yu Zhouwan won all the competitions, and as of today, there are only ten people left in the Nascent Soul stage.

Yu Zhouwan and nine other disciples stood in the front, listening to the referee's words while daydreaming.

Yesterday, Feng Weili took the unconscious Xiao Zhenyan and Xiao Zhenmo away from Tianyuan Sect. Aunt Shu in the forbidden area of ​​Hehuan Sect also learned about Zhen Yue's situation.

She broke the original plan and decided to leave the restricted area early.

"Yu Zhouwan versus Qi Chengfeng of the Hehuan Sect."

Yu Zhouwan heard the voice and regained consciousness.

Seeing Qi Chengfeng was already on the stage, she immediately flew onto the stage.

"Junior Sister Yu, please show mercy." Qi Chengfeng's lips curled up in a calm arc.

Yu Zhouwan smiled slightly, "Brother Qi, thank you for the compliment. Let's get started."