Offering my divine power to break my karma

The next day, as soon as Ling walked out of his yard, he saw a certain heroine and her two iconic flower-guarding messengers.

"Sister, are you ready? Can we go to the competition venue together?"

Meeting Lu Jiayao's bright eyes, Ling, who was not used to other people's excessive enthusiasm, finally walked forward and greeted the three people.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, Little Sister."

"We're ready, let's go now."

"Hmm."

After saying that, the four of them walked towards the venue of the sect selection competition.

Lu Jiayao tentatively walked to Ling, then tentatively stretched out her claws and quietly grabbed the hem of Ling's clothes.

After a while, seeing that her senior sister didn't shake her off, Lu Jiayao couldn't help but secretly smile.

Jin Heng and Hua Yanjun, who were walking behind Lu Jiayao, shook their heads helplessly when they saw this, and looked at Lu Jiayao with eyes full of doting.

Zero, who had a full view of everything: "..."

He resisted the urge to flick his sleeves and walked forward in silence.

……

When the four arrived at the competition venue, it was already packed with people. Almost all of Qingyun Sect's foundation-building disciples and golden elixir disciples had arrived at the competition venue.

Although not all the participants participated, there were still many people who joined in the fun. After all, watching others compete was also a form of spiritual practice. Moreover, if you don't watch the fun, you are a bastard.

The four of them found a place with fewer people and stood there, waiting for the sect selection competition to begin.

The four arrived late, and after a while, Sect Master Qingze, their master Qingyu, Dan Peak Master Danyangzi, and Duanti Peak Master Duan Potian all sat on the stands high above the competition venue.

All the senior leaders of Qingyun Sect were present, except Qingchen, the master of Fufeng Peak who was not in the sect.

The elder in charge of presiding over the selection contest stood on a high platform, using his spiritual power to amplify his voice and babble a lot of nonsense. Just when Ling was considering whether to sit down and meditate on the spot, the elder finally finished babble, and the sect selection contest officially began.

The competition is divided into the foundation-building arena and the golden elixir arena. At the beginning, the participating disciples are evenly divided into several groups for a melee. After each group of melee, the last five remaining people advance to participate in the next two-pair competition.

In the subsequent two-person competition, the disciples will draw their opponents by drawing lots.

The top ten foundation-building disciples and golden elixir disciples who participated in the competition had different rewards, and other disciples who did not make the top ten would also have important participation. Therefore, there were still many disciples participating in the competition.

The venue where Qingyun Sect holds its sect selection competition is divided into 16 arenas. Arenas one to eight are the competition venues for foundation-building disciples, and arenas nine to sixteen are the competition venues for golden elixir disciples. Each arena is surrounded by isolation formations to prevent the spectating disciples from being accidentally injured by the flying spells on the arena.

Ling and Lu Jiayao are both at the Foundation Establishment stage, but Ling was assigned to Arena No. 3 while Lu Jiayao was assigned to Arena No. 6, so the two did not fight together.

Taking his registration form and bidding farewell to the reluctant Lu Jiayao, Ling walked towards the No. 3 arena he was assigned to.

"Host, host, there is a new mission."

In his sea of ​​consciousness, Long Aotian’s baby voice suddenly rang out.

zero:"……"

Zero's steady steps paused.

"What mission?"

[Ding, host, please win the first place in the foundation building competition of the sect selection competition. ]

"The host missions have been distributed. Come on."

After saying that, Long Aotian retreated immediately.

Hey, happy Superman, careful Superman, playboy Superman, sweetheart Superman, careless Superman, big monsters and small monsters, here I come!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Long Aotian plunged into the world of Happy Superman, while Ling continued to walk towards the No. 3 ring with steady steps.

When Ling walked to the No. 3 arena, there were already more than a dozen foundation-building disciples standing on the arena. The strongest was a burly man who was in the late foundation-building stage like himself, and the weakest was only in the early foundation-building stage.

After putting away his registration form, Ling Fei stepped onto the stage.

Seeing the iconic silver mask, both the disciples preparing to compete in the arena and the disciples watching the excitement below the arena immediately recognized Zero's identity.

"It's Senior Sister Murong!"

"It's really Senior Sister Murong!"

"Hello, Senior Sister Murong!"

"Senior Sister Murong!"

The foundation-building disciples on the stage took the initiative to step forward and greet Ling, and Ling's fans below the stage screamed with excitement.

……

"Um, the senior brother in front..."

A new disciple in the crowd, who was shocked by the cheers and at a loss, weakly patted the senior brother in front of him and asked with clear eyes.

"I'm a new member this year. May I ask what the identity of this Senior Sister Murong is? Can you explain it to me? Why are you so excited?"

The senior brother, who was cheering for his idol with his friends, felt someone patting his shoulder and turned to look at the new junior brother.

Seeing that his junior was so confused, the enthusiastic senior brother began to recommend his idol, Senior Sister Murong, to the new junior like a crazy fan.

"Junior brother, you have asked the right person. Let me tell you, Senior Sister Murong is one of the strongest sword masters in our Qingyun Sect. Oh no, it should be our world of immortal cultivation. She is the third disciple of the Qingyu Master."

After hearing his senior brother's explanation, the new disciple nodded complacently.

Oh, so you are the direct disciple of Venerable Qingyu. No wonder you are so popular. It makes me a little envious and jealous.

Seeing the look in the new junior brother's eyes, the senior brother knew that the new junior brother had misunderstood, and he quickly continued to explain:

"What are you thinking, you brat? The reason why Senior Sister Murong is loved by so many people is not because she is the disciple of Master Qingyu, but because her own strength is enough to make people admire her!"

"Ah?" His own strength? What strength?

The new disciple took a curious look at Zero in red on the stage. Well, good. He couldn't tell the opponent's strength, so he could only ask his senior brother in confusion:

"Brother, what is the cultivation level of this Senior Sister Murong?"

When the new junior brother asked this question, the senior brother raised his head and chest and said with great pride:

"Later stage of foundation building."

Oh, it’s just the late stage of foundation building…

The new disciple nodded indifferently.

Seeing this, the senior brother narrowed his eyes and added in a cold tone:

"15 years old, late stage of foundation building."

New disciple: "!"

The new disciple opened his eyes wide...

The senior brother curled his lips and dropped another bombshell.

"Moreover, Senior Sister Murong is the first foundation-building disciple to break through the first level to the ninth level of the sword formation since our Qingyun Sect had its own sword formation."

New disciple: "!!!"

The new disciple's pupils contracted and his mouth opened wide. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment and could only make babbling sounds.

Damn! There are so many geniuses in the world, what's wrong with adding one more? !

After successfully seeing various complex expressions such as shock, astonishment, envy, jealousy, and doubt about life on his new junior brother's face, the senior brother nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and continued to cheer for his senior sister Murong.

"Senior Sister Murong!"

"Senior Sister Murong!"