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Because the absorption of the aura in the spirit stone is too slow in the early stage of the spirit gathering realm, but the spirit stone can be used to buy the treasures you need.

After casting a glance, Xing Chong continued: "No. 3 of this competition will get a book of mysterious middle-grade spiritual skills and ten spirit stones, and No. 2 will reward two books of mysterious middle-grade spiritual skills and 20 Yuan Ling Shi, as for No.1, he will be rewarded with a spirit ascending pill, a book of high-grade mysterious skills and 20 Yuan spirit stones."

"What? No.1 will also reward Spiritual Ascension Pills! There are also spirit stones and spiritual skills. This No.1 reward is really rich!"

"Yeah! I guess those guys will fight to the death for No.1. This competition is worth seeing..."

Those disciples who came to watch the battle were talking endlessly, and some disciples who signed up for the competition were also excited. They were jealous of the rewards ahead!

Xing Chong pressed his hands to signal silence, and when everyone quieted down, he continued: "These are the rewards, and the following are the rules of the game. The rules are still the same: no intentional killing, no further attack after the opponent admits defeat, and no playing in the ring." Use any potion..."

After Xing Chong introduced the rules of the competition, everyone saw him wave his hands, and three figures jumped onto the three rings in an instant.

"These are your three inner disciples. They will be the referees of each ring. They will make the decisions on the court. If there is any dispute, I will make the final decision."

On the stage were three young men wearing inner sect costumes. After listening to Xing Chong's introduction, they all bowed their hands to the disciples in the audience.

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, and now invite the participating disciples to the prefecture-level arena, and start grouping now."

After Xing Chong finished speaking, he landed on the prefecture-level arena, and the participating disciples also jumped from the crowd to the prefecture-level arena.

"Zhou Xing, let's go forward too!"

"Well, Senior Sister Yuqi, please!"

Xiao Yuqi greeted Zhou Xing and jumped onto the ring together, and after Zhou Xing and the two came on stage, no one continued to go on stage when there were about [-] people standing on the prefecture-level ring.

Zhou Xing glanced casually, good guy, they are all Juling [-]nd level and Juling [-]rd level, most of them are Juling [-]rd level, maybe he is the only Juling [-]st level in the competition!
"Look, Tian Feng is there, he is the biggest favorite to win this time!"

Someone pointed to a person on the ring and said, Zhou Xing raised his eyes and saw that this was a young man with a gloomy appearance. He was expressionless and exuded an aura of not being close to strangers. Zhou Xing also felt it from him. There was a sense of threat.

Then Zhou Xing looked around again, and he saw Shi Yu, a young man with a sword in his arms, his eyes closed, and a handsome man holding a folding fan... Zhou Xing felt the strength from them.

"Junior Sister Yuqi, I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you here?" Just as Zhou Xing was observing the crowd, Wang Lei suddenly walked towards Zhou Xing and the two of them.

Wang Lei had actually seen Xiao Yuqi and Zhou Xing together a long time ago, but there were too many people here, they couldn't squeeze in, and now he found an opportunity to come here.

When Xiao Yuqi saw Wang Lei coming, she felt displeased. This man is like a dog's skin plaster, he can be found everywhere: "Where I am is none of your business?"

"Uh... what the junior sister said is that the senior brother is being reckless." Wang Lei smiled as if nothing happened, and then he turned his head to look at Zhou Xing.

"Junior brother Zhou Xing is also here! You have to be careful in this competition, there are a lot of masters participating!"

Although Wang Lei seemed to be kindly reminding Zhou Xing with a smile on his face, Zhou Xing could see warning and hostility in his eyes. No matter how stupid Zhou Xing was, he knew the reason for this, so he was extremely disdainful of Wang Lei's actions in his heart.

"I won't bother Senior Brother Wang anymore." Zhou Xing also said a word without politeness, and then snapped back.

Just when Wang Lei was about to say something, Xing Chong's voice suddenly sounded: "Okay, since all the participating disciples are here, let's start grouping now, you will be divided into three rings for the first round of competition, The top ten in each ring will advance to the second round."

After Xing Chong finished speaking, a row of wooden sticks suddenly appeared in front of him: "These wooden sticks are written with numbers from one to three. You come up and draw one by yourself. If you draw one, you will be a human-level arena, and if you draw two, you will be an earth-level arena. If you draw three, it will be a heaven-level arena."

Zhou Xing also followed the crowd to Xing Chong and took out a wooden stick. After he walked away, he turned it over and saw that there was two written on the wooden stick, and Xiao Yuqi who was next to him stretched out his head to look at it and said happily, "Okay!" Hey! I'm in the human stage, we won't meet in the first round."

Zhou Xing also smiled, but Wang Lei suddenly said: "Junior Sister Yuqi is in the human-level arena? Then we won't meet again, I am in the prefectural-level arena."

"Uh...you and Junior Brother Zhou Xing are in the same arena!"

Zhou Xing turned his head to look at Wang Lei, only to see that Wang Lei's eyes were shining brightly: "Boy, I will let you know the fate of opposing me!"

Zhou Xing also understood the meaning in Wang Lei's eyes: "It's not necessarily whoever gets it right..."

"Okay, now you go to the corresponding arena according to the number of wooden lottery numbers you have drawn, and the competition will begin immediately!"

As soon as Xing Chong's words came out, the [-] or so participating disciples began to disperse. Xiao Yuqi also took a look at Zhou Xing and then went to the human stage. Wang Lei next to him saw this scene, and his eyes became more hostile. up.

When the participating disciples were standing on the three arenas, Xing Chong slowly rose to the sky above the three arenas and spoke again: "Everyone, in order to speed up the progress of the competition and adapt to the rules of the competition, I will now apply spiritual power to all of you." I will gradually increase the intensity of my spiritual coercion, and when there are only 80 people left in each of your rings, you can officially start the competition."

As soon as Xing Chong finished speaking, some people began to change their faces, but Xing Chong didn't care about this. With a wave of his right hand, a piece of golden spiritual power enveloped the three rings.

"I didn't expect that there was an elimination system before this competition, but this is good. If you can't even withstand the pressure of spiritual power, then there is no hope of ranking in the top."

"Well, I just don't know if there will be a dark horse in this competition, I'm really looking forward to it..."

Zhou Xing couldn't hear the voices of discussion in the audience, nor could he see it, because every participating disciple standing in the coercion area was the same, they were all closing their eyes to resist the coercion of Xing Chong's spiritual power.

The spiritual coercion released by Xing Chong started from the second level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, and some weaker disciples at the second level of the Spirit Gathering Realm turned pale from the beginning.

This coercion is of course useless to Zhou Xing, because the Chaos God Body has the characteristic of devouring coercion, so even if it is the full force of the spirit sea realm, Zhou Xing probably doesn't feel much.

As time passed, Xing Chong also began to gradually increase the pressure of spiritual power. Some of the participating disciples were sweating profusely. Because they could not use spiritual power to resist the pressure, some disciples couldn't hold on anymore.

"boom!"

Finally someone fell down because he couldn't hold on, and then he was removed from the ring by the inner disciples on the ring.But the sound was like a chain reaction, and several people couldn't hold on and were removed from the ring.

When No. 80 standing on the ring fell alone, Xing Chong also removed the spiritual pressure on them, and only then did Zhou Xing open his eyes.

Zhou Xing glanced around, and he found that there would be only 80 people left in the other two arenas, and most of them were pale, and some were still sweating. He was one of the few who didn't change his face people.

"Hey! Why is there a guy with a battle ax on his back in the prefecture-level arena, and his cultivation is only at the first level of the Spirit Gathering Realm? And why doesn't he look tired at all!" Someone suddenly noticed Zhou Xing.

"Oh! You mean him? His name is Zhou Xing, he joined the sect two months ago, and he even defeated Shi Yu a few days ago!" Someone who knew Zhou Xing immediately responded.

"He is Zhou Xing who has become famous these two days? It seems that he does have some strength! I just don't know how far he can persist..."

"boom!"

As the last person fell to the ground and was removed from the ring, there were only 80 people left in the three rings. At this time, Xing Chong said again: "Now you can start the competition according to the arrangement of your inner disciples."

After Xing Chong finished speaking, the three participating disciples in the arena all looked at the inner disciple on the arena, who was their referee.

"Hello, fellow juniors, my surname is Wu, and I am temporarily the referee of the prefecture-level arena. Now I have twice as many wooden sticks with numbers from one to forty in my hand. You draw in turn, and the ones that draw the same number are your respective ones." Opponent." The inner disciple waved his hand, and a wooden stick appeared in front of him.

All the participating disciples started to draw lots, but Zhou Xing noticed a blue ring on the inner disciple's hand, which was the storage ring.

The storage ring is made for storing things, and there are spaces of different sizes inside, as long as you input spiritual power, you can take out and put things in at will.

The storage rings are divided into low-level storage rings, intermediate storage rings, and high-level storage rings according to the size of the space.Generally, the low-level storage space has one to one hundred square meters, the intermediate storage space has one hundred to one thousand square meters, and the high-level storage space has more than one thousand square meters.

The high-level storage ring also has a feature, that is, it can cast a soul imprint on it. If the soul imprint on the ring cannot be broken, then the contents inside cannot be taken out.

As long as Xiyoumen is promoted to the inner disciple sect, it will issue a low-level storage ring. These are the information Zhou Xing learned from the sect manual, so Zhou Xing will notice the storage ring of the inner disciple.

"Okay, now you all take your wooden sticks. There are only two No. [-] wooden pickers left in the ring, and the others can retire."

The inner disciple surnamed Wu signaled the others to leave the ring, Zhou Xing looked at his wooden sign, number two, good guy, the second round will be him, that's good enough, but now Zhou Xing jumped off the ring first.

"Zhao Shan!"

"Yu Miao!"

"Game start!"

Zhou Xing watched the two people on the field start to fight, and he looked around again, and found that the other two rings had also started to fight, and the disciples watching the battle now began to cheer one after another.

Zhou Xing also saw Huiyi and Fatty Jiang. Although Zhou Xing could go to find them from the participating disciple area, but he was in the second competition, so he couldn't go to say hello now.

After a stick of incense, the two disciples at the second level of the Spirit Gathering Realm decided the winner. The young man named Yu Miao won by virtue of his strong spiritual power, and then Zhou Xing came out.

"Zhou Xing!"

"Wang Weiyi!"

"Game start!"

After the two sides reported their names to each other, the referee immediately announced the start of the match, but this time the opponent didn't attack right away, instead he looked at Zhou Xing in astonishment.

"It's just the first level of the Spirit Gathering Realm? Kid, I'd better advise you to admit defeat, or it won't look good to be kicked off the ring by me."

Zhou Xing's opponent was a second-level disciple of the Spirit Gathering Realm, obviously he didn't know Zhou Xing, that's why he was so arrogant.

"Wang Weiyi is going to be in trouble!"

"Stupid guy!"

After listening to Wang Weiyi's words, some disciples watching the battle knew that he was going to be unlucky. Wang Lei in the competition disciple area even laughed at Wang Weiyi's stupidity in a low voice.

Zhou Xingwen said that the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Since this senior brother is so anxious, then I will give you a ride!"

After Zhou Xing finished speaking, the metallic spiritual power flickered in his right hand, and he exerted force with his feet, and he appeared in front of Wang Weiyi in an instant.

When Zhou Xing's figure flickered, Wang Weiyi felt a sense of danger in his heart. He saw Zhou Xing's golden right fist hit him, his face changed drastically, and he quickly crossed his hands to block in front of him.

"Bang! Puchi..."

The disciples watching the battle only saw Zhou Xing clenched his fists and rushed towards Wang Weiyi. Wang Weiyi only had enough spiritual power to protect his body, but he was still punched by Zhou Xing. He was still vomiting blood in mid-air, and finally fell out of the ring.

"Zhou Xingsheng!"

Although the inner disciple surnamed Wu was also surprised by Zhou Xing's strength, he immediately declared Zhou Xing's victory.He didn't know about Zhou Xing, so like many people, he thought that Zhou Xing would lose this battle, but who knew that the opponent didn't even catch Zhou Xing's punch.

Zhou Xing jumped off the ring and walked slowly towards the resting area of ​​the participating disciples. At this moment, Wang Weiyi, who fell off the ring, struggled to stand up. He looked at Zhou Xing's back in disbelief, because he knew how much Zhou Xing's punch was. what a horror.

"Are you okay! If I had known you were meeting him, I would remind you that you wouldn't lose so badly." At this moment, a disciple came to support Wang Weiyi and said.

Wang Weiyi was taken aback: "Is he famous? Why don't I know!"

"That's because you've been practicing in closed doors. His name is Zhou Xing. He's a new disciple. He just defeated Shi Yu, who was in the third level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, a few days ago."

"..."

Zhou Xing took a look, and he should only be able to finish this round today, so he left the competition disciple area and went with Huiyi and the others.

"Big brother!"

"Brother, your speed is really fast! That kid at the second level of the Spirit Gathering Realm dares to be arrogant in front of you, isn't that courting death?"

Hui Yi looked at Zhou Xing with admiration on his face, while Fatty Jiang slapped him as soon as he flattered him, leaving Zhou Xing speechless.

"Tianfeng!"

"Qin Li!"

"Game start!"

When Zhou Xing was about to say something, the sound of the start of the match suddenly came from the heavenly arena. Zhou Xing heard Tian Feng's gloomy voice, and several people immediately looked over.

On the heavenly arena, Tian Feng exuded a gloomy aura. His opponent was a second-level disciple of the Spirit Gathering Realm. Facing Tian Feng, that disciple had an extremely ugly face. He had no confidence in defeating his opponent at all.