Weird Cultivation, I am surrounded by bad women

On the big stage in the middle, Xu Buyan, a handsome and majestic man in a white robe, came floating in, and the monks below immediately quieted down.

Waiting for the sect leader to speak.

Xu Buyan looked around at all the disciples in the square. When he saw Su Chaoxi in the center of the crowd, he nodded slightly, as if expressing appreciation.

What followed was his usual style, without too much nonsense.

He drew the spine sword from his waist and slashed it on the huge rock on the ring.

The blood was so fierce that it crushed the boulder in an instant.

"The Qinglan Sect Arena Competition begins!"

"When our ancestors were alive, we used the competition to boost the prestige of our sect."

"We, the successors, should also forge ahead and live up to the name of Qinglan."

Xu Buyan's words were full of righteousness.

Combined with his handsome sword slash, it is extremely inspiring.

All the monks in the audience cheered together.

"Endeavor, Endeavor."

Listening to the passionate cheers, Su Chaoxi felt it was a bit of black humor.

When the competition starts, it is inevitable that someone will be killed.

As they continued to advance, they went underground.

I believe that the ancestors of Qinglan Sect didn't expect that this would be the end of the competition and that it would become an arena for people to exchange skills.

It has become a place where the monks of Qinglan Sect settle personal grudges and fight for their lives.

Xu Buyan looked at the cultivators below the stage with satisfaction. This was the momentum of the number one sect in Cangzhou.

The slight hesitation in my heart disappeared at this moment.

After this competition, it won’t be long before he makes changes even greater than those of his ancestors.

Let the Qinglan Sect’s power and reputation reach a higher level.

Xu Buyan left without even thinking about introducing the rules.

And the first battle on the ring has already begun.

The first battle is not a life-and-death fight, but more of a ritual.

The first candidate for the battle is the plump beauty with a childish face, the poison sword monk Zhang Qianqian.

She was the second place in the first round of the Li Yunze competition.

The reason for not choosing the top of the list is that Su Chaoxi's realm is too low.

Coincidentally, Zhang Qianqian's opponent is Li Qinghe, who was also the runner-up in the previous competition and is now the inner sect deacon of Qinglan Sect.

A cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage, in charge of Qinglan Sect's worldly affairs.

The reason why we did not choose the top person here is that the top person in the previous competition was Yan Ange.

This may be a coincidence like fate.

When Zhang Qianqian and Li Qinghe both appeared on the stage, cheers from the monks below rang out.

Zhang Qianqian, who has a baby face, is also the goddess of all the disciples. She is a strong contender for the title of Saint of Qinglan Sect.

Li Qinghe is about thirty years old, with a tall and straight figure like a sharp sword.

His eyes are sharp and murderous.

When he saw Zhang Qianqian, he smiled politely and clasped his fists: "Every generation has its own talented people, Junior Sister Zhang, please give me some advice."

"Congratulations to Qinglan Zong."

"Senior Brother Li, congratulations to Qinglan Sect." A sweet smile appeared on Zhang Qianqian's pretty face.

For some reason, she glanced at Su Chaoxi in the crowd, who looked neither happy nor sad.

He should actually be standing here.

When she saw Su Chaoxi smiling at her politely, she also smiled back.

The next moment, the two of them moved.

The first battle begins.

A blue mist appeared around Zhang Qianqian, and the long and sharp spine sword cut out from the mist.

Li Qinghe nodded slightly, seeming to admire this Poison Sword Junior Sister very much.

As the spine sword in his hand came out, blood and energy entangled and tore each other apart, and he slashed out with a very powerful sword.

Zhang Qianqian's sword moves are clever yet powerful, while Li Qinghe's sword moves are fierce and strong.

The two clashed with each other, and the poisonous mist and blood collided with each other.

The two spine swords chopped together, causing waves of aftermath.

For a moment there was no winner or loser.

For the sake of the sense of ceremony in the first battle, Li Qinghe held back, otherwise he would have used his peak Jindan strength to deal with her.

Fighting no longer has beauty.

The battle between the new and old toppers drew cheers from the audience.

In just a few breaths, the spine swords in the hands of the two men kept slashing, and the sword shadows flowed, so fast that many cultivators with lower realms could not catch their movements.

Li Qinghe also discovered that this Junior Sister Zhang was quite powerful.

At the same level, resisting the continuous slashes of Zhang Qianqian's poisonous sword seemed a bit difficult.

He slightly released some of his state and slashed out with the Blood Shadow Slash.

Several blood-red shadows approached Zhang Qianqian rapidly.

Zhang Qianqian's figure was seen moving, and the blue mist gathered and turned into a graceful flying bird.

With a breath of destruction and decay, he approached the blood shadows at a very fast speed.

This is Qingjiu.

This is her poison sword Jiuzhan.

The two clashed against each other, causing waves of shock.

No one knows what the result will be.

But it added fuel to the fanatical atmosphere of the competition.

Su Chaoxi looked at Zhang Qianqian's fighting skills and had the answer in his mind.

She is much stronger than Guo Qiming.

If it was her who stopped him that day instead of Yin Shanshan, he would have been seriously injured if he had taken those three swords.

Speaking of Yin Shanshan, she also has to pay some price in this arena.

Chapter 134 He Will Die in Blood

Only after the smoke from the explosion cleared could the people below the stage clearly see the situation on the stage.

Neither of them was injured and their expressions were calm.

This show-like fight ended here.

"Senior Brother Li, thank you for letting me." Zhang Qianqian retracted the poison sword and a sweet smile appeared on her pretty face.

"Junior Sister Zhang, you are too modest." Li Qinghe also retracted his weapon. He knew that he was at a disadvantage just now.

This female poison sword monk has a promising future.

The battle between the two ended, which once again drew cheers from the monks below the stage.

Amid the cheers, Zhang Qianqian looked towards Su Chaoxi again for some reason.

At this moment, he looked thoughtful and didn't seem to care too much about the battle.

On the contrary, Ye Qingyue, who was beside Su Chaoxi, looked at her with her beautiful eyes. She moved closer to Su Chaoxi as if defending her sovereignty.

Zhang Qianqian chuckled and left the stage.

"What's wrong?" Su Chaoxi's thoughts were interrupted by Ye Qingyue's actions.

"Zhang Qianqian always peeks at you, and I'm unhappy." Ye Qingyue pouted and answered seriously.

"You're overthinking it. He's probably looking at someone else." Su Chaoxi waved his hand.

"I'm not wrong. That woman has set her sights on you." Ye Qingyue asked again as she watched Zhang Qianqian's departing back.

"You won't..."

"Don't worry, I won't." Su Chaoxi interrupted her before she could finish her words.

After the first battle, another monk in a white robe and with a white beard and an immortal look came to the arena.

Xu Buyan has always been frugal with words, and he has a lot of things to say.

The task of introducing the rules of the competition was given to this elder.

When Su Chaoxi saw him appear, his eyes became serious.

He is Guo Qiming's master, Lu Su's uncle, the organizer of the blood sacrifice, the third elder of Qinglan Sect, Lu Mingshan.

Like Zhao Yiqian, he is also a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage.

He specialized in blood sword, and his hands were stained with countless blood.

At this moment, he seemed particularly amiable, like a respected elder from a famous and upright family.

He spoke with full of energy: "I, Lu Mingshan, will introduce the rules of the competition to the future of Qinglan Sect."

"The rules are simple. Follow the order of the draw and defeat the opponent in front of you."

"You can do anything as long as you can defeat your opponent."

"You can continue to attack until your opponent surrenders."

"During the competition, if you accidentally injure or kill someone, you will not be punished according to the sect's rules."

This rule made the monks in the audience look at each other.

Some are worried, some are happy.

If the two enemies meet, the scene will be extremely bloody.

Your opponent will most likely not give you the chance to surrender.

"The loser of the Arena Competition can participate in the loser group competition, and after a round-robin competition, they can enter the winner group competition."

Lu Mingshan's words echoed in the ears of the cultivators. Su Chaoxi sighed that this was still a double-elimination system.

"By the way, this year we've added a new rule: the top ten contestants will have to defend their title for a day."

"During this period, any player who defeats them can replace their place."

This rule sounds quite cruel.

The cultivators began to talk in low voices, and the sect was going to raise a wave of big Gu this year.

Most of the time it was to cope with the sect competition organized by the Tang Empire, which included Cangzhou and Anzhou.

The rewards offered by the leader of the Tang Restoration were quite generous, and the Qinglan Sect still hoped that the players sent out could bring back those rewards.

"The top ten contestants this time can participate in the Cang'an Province competition in two months."

As Lu Mingshan added, everyone could confirm that it was for this matter.

"This is a bit intense." Ye Qingyue whispered softly in his ear.

She knows her own limitations and just wants to get a good ranking. It would be very difficult for her to get into the top ten.

As for him, Ye Qingyue glanced at her sweetheart.

She somehow felt that he could do it.