i have a soul

The competition during the Qi training period was not much to watch, but Yun Yan still watched patiently. The first group in the No. [-] ring was a petite and exquisite female Qi training level [-] cultivation base and a thin and tall male Qi training At the seventh level of cultivation, the female cultivator took out a sword glowing with silver light from the air and stabbed at the male cultivator. The male cultivator saw the body leaning to the side to avoid the woman's sword, and then took out a fan and slapped it. There was a gust of wind, and the female cultivator sent her out of the ring following the ingenuity of her sword. After the female cultivator landed, she stomped away unwillingly. Seeing this, the referee announced: "Zhao Xuansheng, the second group, Gao Ren and Wang Xingjian, are on the stage."

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The competition was going on one by one, people were kicked out of the ring constantly, playing in various ways, all kinds of weapons, and all kinds of spirits were participating in the competition, there were still four people who did not play, Yun Yan waited a little anxiously, and heard the ring referee read: " Wu Shuijing, Yang Ping comes on."

Looking at the arena, there was already a person on it, and then he saw the man slowly walking onto the stage, and when he was on the stage, he glanced at Yun Yan with a half-smile.Yun Yan breathed a sigh of relief, this person is probably not that simple, how could there be such a big aura during the Qi refining period, he settled down, looked towards the ring, the man didn't make a move at all during the whole process, and his spirit beast Black Panther He played with his opponent like a cat catching a mouse, and finally got impatient and scared his opponent to roll off the ring. The referee directly announced: "Wu Shuijing wins."

Finally it was his turn, Yun Yan stood on the ring, and the opponent was a male cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training, Yun Yan tentatively launched a soil stab and threw it at the opponent, the opponent dodged it, and a fist with flames appeared head-on , Yun Yan quickly moved his figure and turned to the opponent's back to give a palm with water, trying to ignore the fiery gaze behind him, and immediately gave birth to a grass and vine seed, and the seed quickly grew seven or eight vines to wrap the opponent. Before he could react, he was sent off the ring. Yun Yan retracted Cao Teng and heard the host announce: "Yun Yan wins."

Yun Yan noticed that Wu Shuijing left after hearing his name, and the mountain chief among the crowd who got off the ring came over and suggested to Yun Yan: "Go back and prepare well, I will be very tired from the wheel battle tomorrow."

The next day, Yun Yan and Shan Chang separated, and both of them planned to enter the middle of the ring even if they were not the first to stand in the ring. It was the male cultivator from the Black Wood Forest that day.

Li Qiqian followed Yun Yan, boy, you are doomed today, you can't escape, his eyes signaled to the disciple next to him that he would go up as soon as Yun Yan went up, and he would be so beaten that he couldn't practice.

Seeing that there was no way to hide, Yun Yan got up and flew towards the ring, and said to his opponent, "I'm going down Yunyan." Waiting for the opponent to strike first.Knock down the opponent in front of the ring, and wait for Li Qiqian's people to come on stage. There are many people in the audience who know Li Qiqian. Seeing him let people compete on the stage, they secretly thought that this young man offended this dogleg, and it seemed that he would have to be beaten.

Yun Yan looked at the opponent on the stage who had the same cultivation level as himself, and the person who came quickly rushed to Yun Yan's side and said quietly: "If you offend Master Li, don't blame me for being too ruthless." Punch Yun Yan in the stomach.Yun Yan was hit to the edge of the ring and spit out a mouthful of blood. He raised his sleeve and wiped it. Immediately, he mobilized his spiritual energy and used the medicine-added rain technique to temporarily paralyze his opponent. After freezing the person, he quickly moved to his side and punched him off the stage. Yun Yan fed himself a blood-enriching pill, silently counting the first one.

Li Qiqian in the audience looked at the man who was frozen into a lump of ice with hatred, and directly let a person who was at the peak of the ninth level of Qi training go up. The peak of the ninth level of Qi training, there is a gap of one step, let's see how arrogant that kid is.

Practicing on the ninth level of Qi, Yun Yan on the stage closed his eyes, and there was darkness in his opened eyes. He took the lead in punching him, but he didn't expect his opponent to call out his own spirit to receive his punch. With a palm from the side, Yun Yan was pushed back to the edge of the ring. A red-level spirit can do this, but what about an orange-level spirit?Thinking of this, Yun Yan silently called the Spirit Lord in his heart.

He has been acting as a small and transparent spirit master in the air, and feeling Yunyan's call, an orange-yellow figure gradually appeared on the ring. The red-level spirit on the opposite side saw that the originally high arrogance immediately stopped, and Yunyan took advantage of this opponent's surprise Seeing the spirit master's opportunity, he kicked his opponent down.

The opponents in the audience reacted angrily and pulled Li Qiqian angrily, saying, "Didn't you say that that person has no soul? Tell me what's going on."

Li Qiqian angrily kicked the dog next to him: "I asked you to investigate, how did you investigate, your uncle, where did this spirit come from, bad luck." The person next to him ignored the crowd and walked out first.

Yun Yan in the stands of the crowd watching the show had an orange-level spirit, and few people went up to challenge it again, until dusk fell, and Yun Yan successfully entered the top twenty.

In the evening, the head of the mountain took some medicine from the medicine bottle and rubbed it on Yun Yan's hand, and asked while wiping, "Yun Yan, are you okay, can you hold on tomorrow?"

Yun Yan threw a few elixirs into his mouth, running the spiritual energy in his body to reconcile the injured area, and after two rounds of running, he said to the head of the mountain with confidence: "Don't worry, head of the mountain, it's fine."

After hearing Yun Yan's words, the head of the mountain put the medicine bottle into the Qiankun bag: "It's good to have nothing to do, go to bed early."

"Okay." There was nothing to say all night.

The next morning, everyone gathered at the biggest arena in the center of the square. The [-] contestants from yesterday came to the stage to draw lots to determine their opponents and times, and handed the number plates they got to the elder who presided over the competition. Luckily, Song didn’t run into Shan Chang and Wu Shuijing, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to enter the top ten. The opponent he drew was the leader of the ring next door yesterday, who was the first to come on the stage. I remember that he vomited a lot of blood from morning till night yesterday. In the end, he managed to enter the top [-]. Yun Yan couldn't help sighing in his heart, "It's really amazing, and it's really lucky, because I haven't played for a while, and even before Yun Yan has time to make a move, my male cultivator will fall to the ground. In the end, he was judged to voluntarily abandon the game, and he won.Everyone looked at him with envy when they saw it, Yun Yan pretended nothing happened, and got off the ring to watch Shan Zhang's match with eyes and mind.

Speaking of Shanzhang, Shanzhang entered the top [-] without any effort. Shanzhang is in the second group of competitions. Far surpassed his opponent, knocked his opponent off the stage, and entered the top ten without summoning the spirit.

After the round of [-] to [-] was over, the lottery was re-drawn. Yun Yan saw that Wu Shuijing also entered the top ten, and the draw of ten to five made Yun Yan's heart hang, but he still calmly took the lottery from the elder's hand and glanced at it. Handed it back to the elder, and made a two-to-one to the head of the mountain, and the head of the mountain returned Yun Yan one by one, it was okay.

The second round of [-] to [-] started, and the head of the mountain was the first to play. The disciples who made it into the top ten had put in a lot of effort. The competition became more intense at the end, Yun Yan spent a lot of effort, insisting on dragging his opponent to lie on the ring, and when the referee counted to ten and won, the blood couldn't stop flowing down when he stepped off the stage, which was a bit shocking, and he took it indifferently. He wiped the handkerchief and threw it into the Qiankun bag, took a few pills and threw them into his mouth to meditate on the spot to recover his spirit, waiting for the next game.