Chapter 87 The first round of the competition, Lin Chen entered the scene
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the square started talking.
“Hiss~ This year’s rewards seem to be more generous than before!”
“This is a mid-grade foundation-building pill. You can’t buy it even with two thousand spirit stones in the market!”
"Unfortunately, I only have the sixth level of Qi Refining, so I have no hope of winning the first place in the competition..."
Lin Chen looked at the excited disciples around him, with eagerness to try on their faces.
“For first place in the Changchun Sect Competition, this reward is quite generous...”
Lin Chen also thought to himself.
For the first place in the competition, if you add up the several rewards, three to five thousand spirit stones will probably be worth it.
Moreover, in order to ensure fairness, the sect has four arenas.
There are four of them who are number one in Dabi.
In addition to the fierce competition among the outer disciples, the competition among the inner disciples is actually not that fierce.
Just like what Lin Chen participated in, the five-year-old arena competition.
Representatives from each peak, a total of 32 disciples.
Most of the strength is between the sixth level of Qi Refining and the ninth level of Qi Refining.
As long as you stand out among the thirty-two disciples and become the first in the competition, you will receive generous rewards.
"However, compared to the previous generation of disciples, they still have a big advantage..."
Lin Chen looked at a group of teenagers wearing disciple uniforms not far away.
Most of them are around eighteen or nineteen years old, and their cultivation is also in the late stage of Qi refining.
There are even one or two people with outstanding qualifications who are almost perfect in refining their Qi.
Compared to the new generation of disciples like Lin Chen, the previous generation of disciples had practiced for three more years.
Whether it is the solid cultivation base or the mastery of magic, there are undoubtedly many advantages.
While Lin Chen was thinking, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Lin Chen, this sect competition... I will defeat you head-on!"
Lin Chen looked back and saw that the speaker was Li Zhenqian.
"Fellow Daoist Li..."
Halfway through his words, Lin Chen suddenly froze. He saw Li Zhenqian's appearance clearly.
A thin figure, with messy hair hanging on the back of his head.
His face was unusually pale, except for the dark spots around his eyes, as if he had smoky makeup.
“Uh, Fellow Daoist Li, have you gone crazy in your practice?”
Lin Chen asked tentatively.
Don’t blame him for being suspicious, Li Zhenqian looks very much like a demon cultivator practicing demonic skills.
After hearing Lin Chen’s words, Li Zhenqian opened his mouth and finally suppressed his words.
He just snorted coldly and said:
"Lin Chen, I will definitely defeat you. See you in the finals!"
After saying that, he turned his back and left Lin Chen with the back of his head.
A moment later, when he turned around, Lin Chen was gone.
An angry look flashed in Li Zhenqian's eyes.
"Damn it, you still look down on me... After this time, I will let you know who is the number one genius in the sect!"
Li Zhenqian's eyes were deep, with a look in his eyes. With a touch of confidence.
After being hit one after another by Lin Chen, he regained his strength, stayed awake at night, and practiced day and night.
During this period, he studied refining weapons, making elixirs, and setting up formations, wishing he could break a day into forty-eight hours.
And he finally entered the eighth level of Qi Refining a few days ago.
This speed of cultivation is terrifying among the new generation of disciples.
Even the previous disciples who started three years earlier may not have as high a level of cultivation as him.
So I have to say that human potential is really endless.
Especially for a cultivator with true spiritual roots like him, if he starts practicing hard, his cultivation will naturally improve by leaps and bounds.
……
On the other side, Lin Chen didn’t pay attention to Li Zhenqian.
For him, whether he wants to take first place in the competition just depends on his mood.
"Hello, I am participating in this sect competition on behalf of Danfeng." Lin Chen handed over the disciple token and signed up with the elders.
"Danfeng disciples, you haven't come to participate in the competition for more than ten years... It's new to send you here this year!"
The person in charge of the competition After the elder registered, he asked Lin Chen to draw a number plate.
The number is thirty-two. According to the rules, he has to fight against the disciple who draws thirty-one.
After the numbers are drawn, there is a long waiting time.
No. 32, ranked last, Lin Chen is the last group of disciples to compete.
“This competition has officially begun!”
With the sect leader’s order, the competition is in full swing.
Lin Chen stood below the ring, observing the competition between the various disciples on the ring.
Fire-drawing techniques, water elemental techniques, wood entanglement...
All kinds of fancy techniques emerge in endlessly, and five-color light bursts out on the ring.
After watching it for a while, Lin Chen commented:
“For monks in the Qi refining stage, the most practical thing is the art of controlling weapons!”
“Five Elements Techniques consume more real energy, and their power is limited. During the Qi refining period, the effect is far less immediate than attacking with a royal weapon..."
Currently, Lin Chen doesn't have many techniques at his disposal.
Bite off more than he can chew, he only strives for excellence.
Mu Yinjue has been perfected by Lin Chen.
Under the cover, as long as Lin Chen didn't exert all his strength to cultivate, even the monks in the pill formation stage couldn't see through.
For Lin Chen, the art of spiritual control is like an arm, and it is what he is best at.
In addition, Lin Chen has also mastered the Yinmu Jin and Rejuvenation Techniques, which can unleash considerable power.
While Lin Chen was thinking about it, the results of more than ten consecutive competitions had been announced.
Unsurprisingly, the winners were all the older disciples.
The few new disciples of the sixth level of Qi Refining were all defeated.
"The next match will be between disciple No. 23 and disciple No. 24..."
After the elder's announcement, Li Zhenqian jumped onto the ring.
His opponent is a senior who is at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Judging from his cultivation, he is already close to the ninth level of Qi Refining.
Lin Chen originally thought that Li Zhenqian would be defeated easily, but he didn't expect that this kid really had something.
Relying on the skill of soil stabbing, he can reverse the situation at the critical moment and turn defeat into victory.
“Tsk, tsk, after all, he is a true spiritual root monk... It makes sense that the spell is more powerful!”
Lin Chen thought to himself.
"Winner, No. 24 Li Zhenqian!" The elder's voice came from the stage.
After Li Zhenqian won, he was not in a hurry to step down.
He stared closely at Lin Chen under the tree, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Lin Chen, I will defeat you! I will be the one who wins the first place in the competition in the end!"
Li Zhenqian's voice was loud, and all the disciples and elders in the square looked at him sideways.
Also, there were a few more glances on Lin Chen in the distance.
"Then Li Zhenqian is the only True Spiritual Root cultivator this year? And what is Lin Chen's background?"
"He is a disciple of Danfeng, the first one in this year to enter During the Qi Refining Period.”
“Tsk, it looks like there’s a lot of grievances between these two junior brothers!”
"However, to get first place in the competition is to think too highly of yourself! For decades, no disciple has been able to get first place in the competition in his first year!"
Listen to the discussions in my ears. After making a sound, Lin Chen looked at Li Zhenqian on the ring again, his eyes already a little sad.
“On the first day of entry, the master told me that a tree as beautiful as the forest wind will destroy it...”
“Damn, I just wanted to get the first place in the competition honestly. One...it's good now, everyone in the sect has noticed."
Lin Chen thought helplessly.
For disciples in the Qi refining stage, fighting skills does not last long.
Soon, the elder on the stage announced.
"The last match of the first round, between disciple No. 32 and disciple No. 31..."
(End of this chapter)