Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 274 16 people

"Sister Yunge!" Linglong called out sweetly as soon as she walked to Linglong's side.

"Hehe, this competition has just passed, and there will probably be a second competition in the afternoon. You should take advantage of this time to recover your mana first."

"I see, sister Yunge." Linglong smiled sweetly, bowed to Yang Qingyan and walked straight to the rest area outside the ring.

After parting from Linglong, Yang Qingyan was bored, and moved to several other arenas to watch, and finally ushered in his second competition when it was getting dark.

This time the subject of the competition was just an outer disciple, Yang Qingyan didn't even use Endless Silk, but just used [-]% of the mana of the Foundation Establishment Stage to knock him to the ground.

In the next few days Yang Qingyan took part in several more competitions, all of which won without any surprise.

The night of Shengwu Peak is bright with stars and the moonlight is like water, illuminating the whole peak is extremely beautiful.Yang Qingyan sat in the room dedicated to the rest of the disciples who participated in the big competition, resting her chin on her hands and looking out the window at night in a daze.

After several days of fierce fighting, these disciples finally waited until there was only one monk left in all groups, and Yang Qingyan was also preparing to participate in the final competition for the top ten.

In addition to herself, there are Linglong, Yueliuli, Fengyu, Lingfeng, Hanxue in other groups, as well as Zhang Changgong, the second disciple of the sect master, and Su Ruxin, the disciple of Elder Zhang.Yang Qingyan didn't know the others either, but only knew that they were the disciples of several other elders and three outer disciples.These people add up to exactly 16 people.

With 16 people, it seems that only six more people can be eliminated to enter the top ten of the competition. Although she can definitely enter, Linglong may not be able to enter.After all, the remaining few people are the strongest among the more than 1000 people.Its strength is so strong that you don't need to think about it to know how powerful it is.

But she has already given Linglong a lot of treasures. If she gives her any more treasures, it will not only be bad for her, but also easily expose herself, so Yang Qingyan does not intend to interfere any more. It is naturally best if Linglong enters the top ten. No, then when she refines the Foundation Establishment Pill, she can also give her a pill to take.

After making up her mind, Yang Qingyan closed her eyes slightly, and began to practice Fortune Art to improve her cultivation.

Early the next morning, Yang Qingyan and Linglong arrived at the first arena of Shengwu Peak early.When passing through the arena, thousands of Lingmiaozong disciples were watching. If they weren't able to fly, it would be really difficult to get in.

When Yang Qingyan and Linglong came to the arena, they realized that there were already seven monks on the arena.

Taking a quick glance, from left to right, the one on the far left is a handsome young man in a green robe. The warm aura exuding from his body is known to be Ling Feng without looking.

No.2 is a handsome young man dressed in white with green bamboo embroidered on it. No.3 and No.4 are two women, a woman in blue with a glamorous appearance and a cold temperament is Ziling's second apprentice, Hanxue.

The woman standing side by side with Hanxue has a delicate face, wearing a yellow dress, and her cultivation is at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. She is the apprentice of Elder Zhang, Su Ruxin.

Beside Su Ruxin, there are two other white-clothed youths with the same appearance, and not only their appearance and temperament, but also their cultivation level are exactly the same.

The last one is also a male cultivator. This male cultivator is wearing a gray robe, with an ordinary face, and a pair of dark eyes shining brightly. Looking at his clothes, he should be an outer disciple.

When Yang Qingyan and Linglong were observing the seven of them, the seven of them were also observing the two of them.

Among them, Ling Feng saw Yang Qingyan and Linglong walking side by side, and smiled at them and nodded.

Feng Yu looked at Yang Qingyan with extremely complicated eyes, and Su Ruxin, who was dressed in yellow, looked at them curiously.

Hanxue and the twins in a blue dress didn't even look at them, and they always had a cold expression.

In the end, the gray-clothed male cultivator kept looking at the two of them with his dark eyes.

Yang Qingyan is now a cultivation base in the Foundation Establishment stage, facing their scrutiny, her face has not changed at all.

Turning her head to look at Linglong, she saw that there was no change on her face, she just followed her right half a step slower.

Smiling slightly, Yang Qingyan stretched out her hand to gently stroke the hair beside her ear, walked slowly with Linglong to the side of the man in gray and stood there, waiting for the others to arrive.

The remaining monks did not make Yang Qingyan and the others wait for too long, so they came to the ring one by one.

After the 16 people were all together, a silver light fell from the sky and landed in front of Yang Qingyan and the others, and then a middle-aged man appeared at the same place. This person was the elder surnamed Zhang who presided over the No. [-] ring.

The old man surnamed Zhang glanced at a few people, his eyes flashed when he saw Su Ruxin, and then he scanned the rest of the people again, then nodded and said in a calm tone: "The next step is our sect." Let me explain the rules to you about the top ten competitions. You will also draw lots to match your opponents later. The winner will have a chance to enter the top three. Don’t be discouraged if you lose. In addition to the eight places, there are two places left in the end."

"These two places are won by the eight lost disciples who continue to compete, and the two disciples who have won until the end are No.8 and No.9."

"As for the arrangement of the first eight names, the same is true. The winning eight disciples will continue to compete, and finally the ranking will be determined according to the winner or loser."

Speaking of this, the elder Zhang surnamed looked serious, and let out the coercion of his foundation-building period, and said in a deep voice: "Besides this, you must remember that the 16 of you are all our souls. Miaozong will be the strongest power in the future, so this competition must not kill your fellow disciples, once you find out, this elder will definitely be severely punished!"

As soon as these words came out, the 16 people suppressed by the coercion of Foundation Establishment all looked serious and nodded heavily.

Seeing their reaction, Elder Zhang glanced at them with relief and said softly, "If that's the case, then you all come to draw lots now!"

With a flip of the palm, a white jade-like bucket appeared in the hand of the elder Zhang. This bucket is exactly the same as the previous one. If there is any difference, there are not so many bamboo sticks in this bucket. Only sixteen.

Holding the lottery bucket in his hand, the elder Zhang surnamed walked up to Ling Feng and said: "There are sixteen bamboo sticks in this lottery bucket, numbered from one to sixteen. Competition, and so on, to determine the candidates for the competition."

Elder Zhang's voice was not too loud, but it happened to be heard by Yang Qingyan and others.

Ling Feng nodded, glanced at the white jade stick with his eyes, then stretched out his hand with a slight smile and took out a blue bamboo stick from the stick.

(End of this chapter)