Offering my divine power to break my karma

After all the foundation-building disciples assigned to arena No. 3 arrived, the melee on arena No. 3 officially began, and the melees on other arenas also began one after another.

On the No. 3 ring, Zero elegantly kicked away several disciples who wanted to attack him. When the disciples who wanted to attack Zero saw this, they swallowed in shock and quietly moved away from this big guy.

Can't afford to offend!

zero:"."

Calmly put your legs back and smile...

In this melee, when no one attacked him, Zero, who had the highest cultivation level, and the burly man stood quietly aside and watched the fight.

If there are disciples with lower cultivation levels who want to join forces to besiege them, the two of them will also join forces to knock the opponent off the stage.

Not only does Arena No. 3 do this, but the other arenas do the same.

Although doing so may give you multiple opponents of equal strength, increasing the risk of being eliminated in the next game.

However, as disciples of the four major sects, they have their own bottom line and pride in their hearts, and they disdain to do the dirty thing of joining forces to defeat disciples with equal strength as themselves.

They also hope that the next opponent will be someone who is truly on par with them.

What's more, the talents to be selected in the sect selection contest are those who will participate in the sect competition next year. Participating in the sect competition requires real skills and knowledge. Without real skills and knowledge, you can't go far in the sect competition, and it will only bring shame to the sect.

Therefore, the fighting arena in each sect selection competition is generally harmonious, and there are very few people who maliciously eliminate strong disciples.

……

After the melee lasted for more than an hour, only Ling, a burly man, and a few people in the middle stage of foundation building were left on the No. 3 ring.

Ling and the burly man stood in the corner of the arena to watch the fight, while several mid-stage foundation building cultivators worked hard to fight for the remaining three spots. On the same arena, one side was leisurely watching the fight, and the other side was fighting fiercely with magic.

However, Zero, who was watching the battle quietly, always felt that the burly man beside him was secretly looking at him. However, he did not feel any malice from the other party, nor did he catch any evidence of the other party secretly looking at him, so Zero ignored it.

When the five places on the 12 arenas were confirmed, the first day of the sect selection competition came to an end. Starting tomorrow, the disciples who remained in the melee would choose their opponents by drawing lots.

In tomorrow's draw, the disciple may draw someone with lower cultivation than himself, or he may draw someone with higher cultivation than himself. The result depends entirely on personal luck.

Ling walked down from the stage, and under the inexplicably eager gazes of the surrounding disciples, he calmly left the competition venue and headed for the gathering place agreed with Lu Jiayao.

When Ling arrived at the gathering place, Lu Jiayao, Jin Heng, Hua Yanjun and the other two also arrived. Seeing Ling, Lu Jiayao excitedly rushed over and hugged Ling's arm.

"Senior sister, I have advanced. I have advanced, and my two senior brothers have also advanced."

"How are you, Senior Sister? Well, Senior Sister is so amazing, Senior Sister must have advanced."

"Senior sister, senior sister..."

……

Hearing Lu Jiayao chattering in his ear, Ling opened his mouth several times, wanting to ask the girl to be quiet, but when he met Lu Jiayao's bright big eyes, Ling finally closed his mouth silently.

Forget it, if you calm down, you will naturally feel cool. If you calm down, you will naturally feel calm. Just think of it as a kind of practice to cultivate your state of mind.

Ling was not surprised at all that these three people would advance. After all, they were the male and female protagonists, and their luck was not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Moreover, in addition to luck, the strength of these three people should not be underestimated.

The taciturn senior brother Jin Heng, who has excellent thunder spiritual roots, a natural sword body, and the cultivation level of the late Jindan stage, is very likely to be the next Sword Master of Qingyun Sect.

Well, the old generation Sword Master is their cheap master Qingyu.

To be called the Sword Master, it must be that no one can match him in the way of the sword.

The second brother Hua Yanjun, who looks colorful and unreliable, has a very undecent appearance and a very undecent personality.

But he is a genuine genius, with a top-grade fire spiritual root, a mid-stage golden elixir cultivation, and also a genius in alchemy. Although he is only in his early thirties, he can already refine fifth-grade intermediate elixirs. He is a genuine fifth-grade heavenly alchemist.

The grades of elixirs are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow. Each level has one to nine grades, and each grade is further divided into low grade, medium grade, high grade and top grade.

The highest grade of elixirs that can be refined by the existing recipes in the world of immortal cultivation is only the first grade of earth grade. A fifth grade heaven grade alchemist in his early thirties is definitely a genius among geniuses in the world of immortal cultivation, especially in the alchemy world.

Not to mention this junior sister, the heroine, who has immortal ice spiritual roots and is in the middle stage of foundation building, only one small realm lower than Ling.

Besides, she is the heroine, she has good luck and many magic weapons. How could a small scene like a selection contest possibly stop the heroine from shining with confidence?

……

The next day arrived quickly and the first draw began.

The disciple that Ling drew was a disciple in the middle stage of foundation building. Looking at the unlucky disciple opposite him who had a depressed look on his face, Ling couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look towards him.

After the first melee, almost all the disciples who were able to stay were at the middle stage of foundation building or above.

Cultivation is not easy, and geniuses are not everywhere. It is already very good to be able to cultivate to the middle stage of foundation building before the age of 100.

Therefore, among the foundation-building disciples who stayed behind, there was only one who had reached the great perfection of foundation-building, four who were in the late stage of foundation-building, and most of the rest were in the middle stage of foundation-building, with one or two in the early stage of foundation-building.

And this disciple in the middle stage of foundation building had drawn zero out of the four late stage of foundation building in the first round. It was really... unlucky.

After mourning for this unlucky disciple for a second in his heart, Ling took decisive action. Before the unlucky disciple No. 1 could react, he found his weakness and knocked him off the stage with one palm.

Unlucky disciple number one: “?”

Who am I? Where am I? What happened? Why am I on the ground?

Audience in the arena: “?”

Uh, has the match started? Uh, has the match ended? Uh, why did someone fly out of the ring? Uh, a large group of people fell to the ground?

Facing the confused and aggrieved look of the unlucky disciple No. 1 on the stage, Ling appeared calm on the surface, but bowed to the other party with a bit of guilt in his heart.

"Concession."

Unlucky disciple number one: “…”

Haha, thank you...bullshit!

The game was over before I could even react!

Although the unlucky disciple number one felt very uncomfortable and wronged because he was knocked off the ring by his opponent before he could even draw his sword, he still managed to get up from the ground and greeted Zero respectfully.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for showing mercy."

The onlookers finally came to their senses from their confusion and looked at the interaction between the two people on and off the stage. It was really... hard to describe.

Although the difference in cultivation level was a small realm, the difference in strength was huge, but it didn't have to be this big, right? In just a few blinks of an eye, the game was over. The spectators hadn't even reacted yet, and it was over. It was really a mixture of satisfaction and dissatisfaction for them.

Regardless of the mixed feelings of the onlookers, Ling calmly walked down the stage and headed towards the stage where Lu Jiayao was.