Ordinary people can also be extraordinary

After half an hour, everyone was there. Those who knew each other were saying hello, getting to know each other, and telling each other about what had happened in the past six months, what level of cultivation they had reached, and what magic they had learned. For a moment, there was conversation everywhere, and it was very lively.

At this time, a middle-aged man came to the high platform in front of the competition venue and said to everyone:

"Everyone be quiet. I now declare that the Newcomer Competition has officially begun. This Newcomer Competition is mainly for the sect to test your spell training."

"So you are not allowed to use spiritual tools, spells, elixirs or other external objects in the competition. You can only use your own magic. This will test your true strength."

"The competition will be held by drawing lots to select opponents. The winner will advance to the next round, and the top ten will eventually be confirmed to enter the finals."

"Now everyone come up and draw lots."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he placed two wooden boxes with numbers inside on the stands.

There are a total of 156 people in the rookie competition, so two sets of numbers from one to seventy-eight were prepared. Those who draw the same number will become opponents.

After a while, everyone got the number. Zhang Chen looked at the number and it said eighteen.

"Those who draw one to eight will go to the platform in front in order."

The middle-aged man pointed to the eight platforms in front. At this time, there were already eight foundation-building disciples on the platforms acting as referees.

Soon sixteen disciples came up and started the competition, and Zhang Chen also began to observe.

The cultivation levels of the new disciples this time were generally at the fourth or fifth level of Qi Condensation, with only a few reaching the seventh level. Zhang Chen heard their discussion and learned that the six new disciples who received rewards when they first joined had already cultivated to the seventh level of Qi Condensation or above. Xiao Yi and Wang Dong were both at the eighth level of Qi Condensation.

I heard that there is a new disciple named Zhao Zhenfan, who has a low aptitude when he first started, but has already cultivated to the sixth level of Qi Condensation and is about to reach the seventh level. Zhang Chen was surprised and found his figure in the crowd. He actually looked very similar to Sima Feng, both of them were muscular and looked very strong.

The contestants were all new disciples, so they were very green and inexperienced. They were very methodical. You attack, I dodge, I attack, he dodges. The referees on the side shook their heads, but they did not dare to take it lightly. These new disciples sometimes had no sense of measure and could easily hurt others and themselves.

In the end, both sides have exhausted their spiritual energy and may not have hit each other. At this time, the referee will make the decision to see who uses the magic more skillfully and is more calm during the competition to determine the winner.

After half an hour, it was finally Zhang Chen's turn. Zhang Chen came to the stage. Opposite him was a disciple at the fourth level of Qi Condensation, who looked to be about fourteen years old. He looked at Zhang Chen with an innocent expression.

"let's start"

The referee at the side said that he had just watched two matches and was getting a little impatient seeing how slow they were.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Chen immediately cast a spell, condensed ice needles, and shot them directly at the opposite side. The disciple on the opposite side had obviously just entered the fourth level of Qi Condensation not long ago, and was not very familiar with the spells. After barely dodging Zhang Chen's attack, he cast a spell and a fireball appeared, which shot towards Zhang Chen in a crooked manner.

Zhang Chen dodged slightly and looked at the opponent. He was too lazy to test him anymore and used magic to attack with water balls, fire balls and ice needles. The opponent was unable to resist and was finally trapped in place by Zhang Chen's water binding technique, unable to move.

The referee immediately announced Zhang Chen as the winner, then untied the man on the other side and watched the two men leave, a little surprised. This competition was finally worth watching and much more interesting than the previous two.

People kept finishing their competitions and coming up in batches. Soon everyone had a competition, and Zhang Chen also saw Wang Dong's competition.

When Wang Dong cast the spell, a golden light emanated from his body. The opponent's attacks were bounced off the golden light. Then Wang Dong gathered the golden light in his hands and condensed it into a golden rope, which directly tied up the opponent.

Zhang Chen was very curious and heard from the people next to him that Wang Dong was practicing a high-level gold spell called Golden Shield, which could be used for both attack and defense and was extremely mysterious, but it consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

Soon the second round of competition began. This time Zhang Chen drew number six and the competition began immediately.

This time, the opponent had reached the fifth level of Qi Condensation and was very familiar with magic. He attacked Zhang Chen for more than ten rounds, but Zhang Chen found his weakness and froze him with ice needles. The opponent then admitted defeat.

After two rounds of competition, there were only thirty-nine people left. Sima Feng also entered the third round. His opponents were all at the fourth level of Qi Condensation, so it was not a challenge for him. He basically approached his opponents in an instant and won quickly.

This also caused a lot of discussion off the field. Everyone knew that he was the one who became an entry-level disciple despite not having the aptitude to cultivate immortality, and they were all very curious about him.

Soon the third round of competition began. This time Zhang Chen's opponent was Chen Zuo, who was one of the six people with the highest cultivation when they were new recruits. Now his cultivation has reached the seventh level of Qi Condensation.

He went up to the stage and looked at Zhang Chen and said impatiently:

"Do you know who I am? Just give up and don't waste my time."

He fought two matches, and all he encountered were people at the fourth and fifth levels of Qi Condensation. Their attacks were extremely immature, and he won easily. Feeling the fluctuation of Zhang Chen's spiritual energy, he thought he had encountered another disciple who had not practiced magic for a few days.

Zhang Chen frowned, feeling uncomfortable, but still bowed and said patiently:

"I know it's Senior Brother Chen Zuo, so I still want to learn some of his magic and broaden my horizons."

When Chen Zuo heard this, his eyes became even more unhappy. He looked at Zhang Chen with disdain and said:

"I don't know what to do."

At this time, the referee on the side also interrupted and said:

"When you're ready, let's get started."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chen immediately retreated to the edge of the competition platform. At the same time, a fireball and an ice needle condensed in his hand.

When Chen Zuo saw Zhang Chen retreating to the back, a sneer appeared on his face, and he used his body skills to approach Zhang Chen at a very fast speed.

Zhang Chen immediately fired the magic in both hands when he saw this. A few meters in front of Chen Zuo, the fireball and the ice needle collided. In an instant, a white mist rose up and spread out in an instant, covering Chen Zuo's figure and blocking his sight.

Zhang Chen took the opportunity to use his body skills to leave his original position and come to the left edge. At the same time, he used the water binding technique to condense two water balls and observed Chen Zuo in the mist.

When Chen Zuo found Zhang Chen's magic attack coming, he was about to dodge, but he saw that the magic was not directed at him at all, and thought that it was Zhang Chen's poor magic practice. But when he saw the white mist rising, he was also shocked, and he used both hands to operate the magic and slowly moved forward to prevent Zhang Chen's sneak attack.

The white mist slowly dissipated, and after Zhang Chen saw Chen Zuo's position clearly, two water balls instantly shot towards him. Chen Zuo saw that there was no Zhang Chen in front of him, and was about to look around, when he felt a strong wind coming from the right. Looking back, he saw two water balls coming straight towards him, and he immediately dodged backwards.

But when the water ball was about to approach him, it should have passed him by, but suddenly turned towards him. This scared him, and he was hit directly in the chest by a ball of water without any preparation.

The water ball's attack was not very powerful. After hitting Chen Zuo's chest, it continued to expand, like a thick layer of water film wrapped around his chest. He felt as if a heavy object was hanging on his chest, and the pressure made his breathing a little rapid, and his movements were greatly affected.