Immortality and Cultivation: This old man seeks enlightenment through mere survival.

With the end of Lu Zaian's battle.

The qualifying rounds have officially begun...

The remaining thirty-eight people took turns going up on stage to fight.

For Qi Refining cultivators, this was undoubtedly a feast of battle.

You can learn a lot of skills just by watching from the sidelines.

However, Lu Zaian, sitting in the audience, remained calm and composed, closing his eyes to rest.

He paid no attention to the fight on stage, as if no opponent was worth his attention.

In fact, it is true.

No matter how outstanding or talented Chen Lie or Xiao Jinyuan are on stage.

But isn't a battle during the Qi Refining stage just child's play in the eyes of a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

At this moment, Lu Zaian was pondering whether it would be better to win the competition later.

Or should we pretend to be defeated and let Chen Lie or Xiao Jinyuan win the championship?

If I were to win the championship as a rogue cultivator, my strength would inevitably be questioned.

And would the Chen family really offer the Emerald Light Spirit Water as a reward to a rogue cultivator?

But if he doesn't win first place and the reward doesn't come his way, he won't be able to find the location of the spiritual spring...

"Next match, An Yi will face Luo Fei!"

Suddenly, the referee's voice interrupted Lu Zaian's thoughts.

Is it my turn to go on stage again?

The opponent was a disciple of the Demon Spear Cult dressed in black, at the eighth level of Qi Refining, wielding a jet-black demon spear, with icy eyes.

"An Yi, you can do it!"

"An Yi, defeat him!"

A few independent cultivators began to cheer on Lu Zaian.

Clearly, Lu Zaian's previous combat performance had impressed them...

Of course, there was also another group of defeated rogue cultivators who poured cold water on the path.

"Hmph, don't even think about it. Luo Fei is at the eighth level of Qi Refining and a disciple of the Demon Spear Sect. He's even stronger than the Chen family disciples!"

"Exactly, I have no idea how An Yi can win."

"Sigh, it's already quite an achievement to have come this far. The gap between us and the sect disciples is just too vast..."

They failed themselves, so they naturally assumed that others couldn't do it either.

Or perhaps you don't want others to do it...

Ignoring the noise, Lu Zaian stepped onto the ring.

Luo Fei's gaze across from him grew even colder, like a blade scraping against Lu Zaian, and he sneered:

"Hmph, An Yi, I have already seen through your body-refining tricks."

Let's see if your arm is stronger, or my magic gun is harder!

However, Lu Zaian ignored him completely and stood quietly in place, watching him show off.

This angered Luo Fei. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his figure instantly transformed into a black shadow, shooting towards Lu Zaian.

"watch out!"

The demonic spear in Luo Fei's hand pierced through the air like a rainbow, transforming into a black lightning bolt, and thrusting straight forward with an indomitable momentum!

Lu Zaian calmly extended his palm and just in time grabbed the spear that was thrusting towards him!

The demonic spear's momentum faltered, as if it had vanished into thin air.

Only the strong wind from the gun barrel made Lu Zaian's hair flutter, his eyes remained calm and unwavering.

"That's it?"

The first attack failed, and he was ridiculed instead.

Luo Fei's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha, An Yi, you've fallen for it! You really think a magic cultivator like me can fight a body cultivator like you in close combat?!"

The next moment, Luo Fei gripped the gun barrel with both hands, twisted it, and gave a soft shout.

"crack!"

The entire demonic spear cracked open, instantly transforming into hundreds of jet-black flying needles!

Lu Zaian's hand immediately grasped at empty air.

Buzz! !

As soon as the flying needles appeared, they shot towards Lu Zaian's face like a rain of pear blossoms!

"Haha, let's see how you dodge this!"

Luo Fei's eyes gleamed with smugness.

His magic spear has been specially modified and is one of his deadly moves, extremely insidious.

The opponent will subconsciously assume that he is a gunner with wide-ranging, sweeping movements.

Moreover, before the battle, he deliberately said things like he wanted to fight head-on.

Once they get close, the demonic spear suddenly splits into a hundred flying needles!

Most people didn't even have time to react before they were riddled with bullets!

Luo Fei only uses this when he encounters a powerful enemy.

After all, such a treacherous killing move can only be used once...

Despite the murderous intent emanating from the flying needles, Lu Zaian's eyes remained unwavering.

Even if he doesn't make any movement, these flying needles cannot pierce his eyelids.

But we still have to put on an act.

Boo!

All that was heard was the cry of a crane!

It can pierce through gold and split rocks!

Then, Lu Zaian's blood and qi surged behind him, transforming into the phantom of a blood-red flying crane.

The crane soared into the air, its wings fluttering, protecting Lu Zaian to its chest.

Ding ding ding! ! !

The flying needles struck the wings, making a "ding-ding" sound, but did not cause the slightest ripple.

"What? Such rich blood and qi!"

Luo Fei's expression changed. How could he have reacted and blocked it in such a short time?

"I refuse to believe it! You can stop the small one, but can you stop the big one?"

Luo Fei made hand seals, and the intercepted flying needles buzzed and flew backward.

It miraculously transformed back into a demonic spear in mid-air.

He poured all his magical power into the spear, which suddenly grew to more than three times its original size, becoming long and thick, and stretched across the arena, casting a shadow.

[A single shot from the demons!]

"Smash it for me!"

Like a meteorite striking, the massive gun barrel crashed down!

Half of the arena was shrouded in the shadows of gunfire!

Click, click, click!

Before the gunshot had even fully landed, a horizontal dent and crack was created in the arena below.

Lu Zaian stood in the center of the crack, seemingly unable to move due to the powerful aura.

The shockwave startled the scattered cultivators below the stage, causing them to stumble backward and gasp for breath.

"Hiss... Is this the true strength of the Demon Spear Cult disciples?"

"If that last move was somewhat insidious, how can we block this powerful and heavy spear thrust?"

"Won't An Yi get crushed to death?"

Everyone stared intently at the still upright and tall figure on the arena.

I want to see what other tricks he has up his sleeve.

However, the figure merely raised its head slightly to observe the attack, as if it had done nothing.

"this……?"

"Get out of the way! An Yi's not going to fight back?"

Everyone watched as the blow struck Lu Zaian's head.

boom! ! !

The entire arena trembled, kicking up huge clouds of dust!

"How is it? How is it?"

"Was An Yi crushed to death?"

When the dust settled, Lu Zaian was nowhere to be seen in the center of the arena.

"Where did he go?"

"Was he knocked to the ground?"

Everyone looked around, trying to find Lu Zaian's location.

"Ah! He...he's behind Luo Fei!"

Suddenly, someone pointed and cried out in alarm.

what? !

Luo Fei, who was originally standing by the arena, was still searching for An Yi's shadow.

The next moment, I suddenly felt a chill down my back, and my heart skipped a beat.

He quickly turned his head to look back.

A fist the size of a sandbag rapidly magnified within the retina!

boom!

……

Only after the unconscious Luo Fei was carried off the stage did the referee announce the results with a look of horror.

"An Yi, you win!"

The crowd erupted in uproar once again!

An Yi... won again?

If the previous battles had only left everyone astonished, this one had left them horrified.

Luo Fei, a disciple of the Demon Spear Sect and only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, had already given it his all, yet still resorted to underhanded tactics.

However, he was still defeated by An Yi in a head-on confrontation.

The victory in this battle.

An Yi made it into the top ten of the ranking competition, which was enough for him to be granted the surname Chen by the Chen family and receive a generous reward!

Such strength would place him at least as an inner disciple even within a Foundation Establishment sect!

Chen Lie's eyes grew increasingly sinister from below the stage.

This An Yi... he just couldn't figure him out.

It's as if the opponent has no end to their trump cards, and every move they make brings a new shock.

"Unfortunately, no matter how powerful you are, you can never be my match!"

The title of the number one disciple of the Chen family can only belong to me, Chen Lie!

Chen Lie had already connected the dots and realized that An Yi joining the Chen family would pose a threat to his position...