The only way

Chapter 207

Monks have always been very efficient in doing things.

The bell rang that day, and after only an hour's waiting, it was announced that the competition for places in the ancient battlefield had officially begun.

A huge ball in the air twirled around in a circle, and the ban on Dao competition was activated, and the disciples who had not yet arrived would be counted as automatically abstaining.

The disciples standing on the Dao Competition Stage looked up at the ball. The human-tall ball made a particularly eye-catching circle on the Dao Competition Stage, and then rose to the top of the Dao Competition Stage. With a bang, the translucent A gap opened from the top of the ball, and countless colorful rays of light gushed out, like a celestial maiden scattered flowers on the Taoist platform.

The few people in Lingchu were chatting at first, when they heard the sound, they looked up and saw the colorful rays of light and rain falling down one after another.

Everyone subconsciously stretched out their hands, and in the rain of colorful rays of light, a ray of sunlight automatically fell into their wrists.

Lingchu looked curiously at the ribbon made of scarlet rays that had voluntarily wrapped around his wrist, and turned his head to look at the others.

The one on Yu Xiaoxiao's wrist is bright yellow, Jiang Hanyan's is emerald green, Zhantai Mingyue's is aqua blue, and Yun Haotian's is purple.

The colors of the glow on the wrists of several people are different.

Dao Zhengtai is located on the top of a high peak, and the elders who are watching over the big competition are all sitting on top of the clouds, appearing to be full of fairy spirit.

This cloud is a magic weapon specially refined by the sect, specially for such a grand event.

"A total of seven hundred and two disciples were present in today's battle of Dao Zhengtai. If the rest of the disciples did not show up, they are deemed to have given up their qualifications." Outside the prohibition of Dao Zhengtai, an elder Jindan stood on the cloud and said loudly.

"The first match of the Grand Competition is for melee."

With a short beard and a golden crown, the elder Jindan was full of majesty, explaining the rules of the ancient battlefield quota competition.

The first battle was a scuffle. According to the seven colors of the rainbow, it was divided into seven arenas. On each arena, no matter how many people there were, only half of them remained.

Of course, the sect doesn't mind if it's less than half.

Following Elder Jin Dan's explanation, the Taoist platform under everyone's feet suddenly flashed with spiritual light, formation patterns emerged into the void, buzzing, and seven rings rose into the air, hanging several feet above the ground.

These seven arenas are all the same size and suspended height, the only difference is that a flag of different colors is raised in the center of each arena.

The disciples standing on the ground looked at the glow on their wrists, and then at the ring in midair.

I understand.

The few people in Lingchu looked at each other, it was a pity, if they could be in the same arena, they could cooperate with each other.

"All disciples, go up to the challenge."

Jindan Daoist above the clouds spoke, his voice was like thunder, rolling towards him.

Lingchu's eyes fell on the arena with the vermilion flag, the spiritual light flickered under his feet, and the ink sword emerged, turning into a stream of light and flying towards the arena in mid-air.

After Jindan Daoist's words fell, almost all the disciples sent their magical weapons towards their respective arenas. For a moment, all kinds of streamers danced, like another rain of colorful rays of light.

Lingchu stepped on the ring with both feet, and looked up, there were already dozens of disciples standing on it.

In the meantime, there are also disciples who control the escape light and fall into the ring here.

After a few breaths, all the [-] disciples landed on the ring.

The seven arenas are quite far apart, and they can only get an overview of each other. Lingchu looked around, and among the seven arenas, the number of disciples on the third arena was the largest.

On the last arena, the number of disciples is the least.

In the arena where Lingchu was, the number of disciples could only be said to be equal, and there were 89 disciples in total.

89 people, an odd number, it is only safe to eliminate 45 disciples.

Lingchu looked at the arena. The first thing he looked at was naturally the foundation-establishment Dzogchen monk. There was only one monk. Then he looked at the late-stage foundation-establishment monk. There were ten monks. In the middle-stage foundation-establishment period, there were 33 monks. The rest were all monks. It's the early stage of foundation building.

In other words, on this ring, there are exactly 45 people from the early stage of foundation establishment, plus Lingchu himself.

The eyes are slightly drooping, and there is a faint streamer in the clear eyes, which is not good.

In the melee, the disciples with low cultivation level must be attacked first, and 45 disciples need to be eliminated, but there are exactly 45 disciples at the early stage of foundation establishment on the ring.

If the 44 disciples of Dzogchen in the middle and late stages of foundation establishment unite, the disciples in the early stage of foundation establishment will be in danger.

Lingchu is very convinced that as long as there are late foundation establishment disciples, or in other words, as long as there are disciples who are not early foundation establishment disciples, they will definitely get the approval of most middle and late foundation establishment disciples.

They cannot be given the opportunity to unite.

Wait until the sound of the bamboo chime sounded when the competition started.

Lingchu blinked slightly, and shot without hesitation.

In the clear eyes, there was a faint spiritual light flowing, and the eyes fell on a disciple of the late foundation establishment stage. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the consciousness was rippling, and the thorn of the void consciousness pierced straight at the disciple of the late stage foundation establishment stage. In the sea of ​​consciousness.

Everyone is still watching and vigilant, and no one wants to be the first to make a move.

Unexpectedly, there was a scream of screams suddenly, the base establishment late stage disciple who was attacked by surprise, his consciousness rolled, as if he had been hit in the head by a giant hammer, he took two steps back, his face was pale, he covered his head with one hand, and was dripping with cold sweat.

"Who is it!" After a short breath, the late-stage foundation-establishment cultivator had an angry look on his face. He knew that no one would admit it, but he still asked.

Without waiting for anyone to answer, he flicked the robe in his hand, and a flying sword fell into his hand, and when he raised his hand, a sword light slashed out, no matter who was in front of him, he just slashed away with a single sword.

This blow has accumulated a lot of anger. This disciple of the late foundation establishment stage who was attacked by surprise, was angry on the face, but angry in his heart. Why was he the first to attack!

Lingchu, who was quite far away from this disciple in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, quietly dispersed with the disciples, apologizing in her heart, she didn't use all her strength in this attack of spiritual consciousness, it was just to provoke the anger of that disciple, so as to ignite it. The flames of war in the arena here.

It's impossible for everyone to watch each other calmly, and it's too easy for people to notice the cleverness of the number of people in this ring.

Therefore, at the beginning of the Ling Dynasty, we should choose a monk who can disturb the ring. The monks in the early and middle stages of foundation establishment are not enough. The only one who has completed the foundation establishment should not be easily provoked. It seems that the disciples in the later stage of foundation establishment are the most suitable.

After being attacked by surprise, he will not swallow his anger and still have the ability to fight.

What's more, the senior brother in the late foundation establishment stage who was attacked by Lingchu was not chosen randomly.

Before going to the ring, Yu Xiaoxiao told Lingchu that this senior was a well-known irritable tempered by Uchiyama, and wanted to fight if he disagreed with him.

Sure enough, this senior brother, who cares about 21, directly fought, and several unsuspecting disciples fell out of the ring in one fell swoop.

Lingchu mixed among the panic-stricken disciples, wandering around constantly, occasionally sneaking up on one or two middle-stage foundation-establishment disciples to get out of the ring.

Attacking with the divine sense first, followed by the lightning strike from the Thunder God Seal, is enough to cause the disciples in the mid-stage Foundation Establishment to instantly become stiff. Taking advantage of this moment, kick them over with one kick.

It's a pity that it's not easy to sneak attack in the later stage, but not sneak attack in the early stage.

We can only pick some middle-stage monks who are easy to attack, and try to change the number of ingenious disciples on the ring, so as to prevent everyone from returning to their senses and focusing on them, the disciples in the early stage of foundation establishment.

　Needless to say, I was almost addicted to the game and couldn't extricate myself, and the code words are easily distracted, oops (sorry face)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)