"Go down!"

A handsome and tall young man shouted proudly and kicked an old man who was trapped by the Dragon Prisoner and was struggling hard to make him blush and thick-necked, kicking the old man off the stage.

Looking at the old man caught in the audience, the young man sneered and said, "I have hit my Dragon Prisoner below my supernatural powers, and I want to resist, so I have to suffer!"

"you..."

The old man who was barely able to move his hands and feet was already very injured. At this time, his qi and blood were churning, and he was so angry that a mouthful of blood spurted out, which caused everyone below to exclaim.

"Don't be arrogant!" After the old man squirted out his blood, the anger went smoothly. He pointed at the young man on the stage and scolded in shame.

"If you don't agree? If you don't agree, come on!" the young man sneered and said provocatively.

"You..." The old man's face turned red, so he was about to rush to the stage again. Seeing this, the person next to him quickly stopped him: "Brother Li Ming, calm down!"

This person himself is weaker and is still injured. If he goes up again, he will not be beaten down again? Then it will be more costly.

A inspector who was in charge of the competition, looked at the arrogant look of the young man on the stage, frowned casually, and walked to the central area of ​​the stage and said in a deep voice: "Wu Xianling won this battle; in the next battle, Huang Shiming will fight Zhang Mingli!"

"A bunch of waste!" After listening to the host's words, Wu Xianling snorted coldly and walked off the stage with great sprints.

"You...you...you are so arrogant!" The old comrades in the audience were so angry that they shook their hands, but they were helpless.

But the young men shouted and scolded, but Wu Xianling ignored it, just sneered, and walked off the stage proudly.

Those who came on stage again were filled with anger, but when they thought of the battles just now, they felt a little faint.

Who says these spiritual messengers are not strong and have insufficient experience?

When they fought one by one, they were not inferior to the old guys who had lived for fifty or sixty years. With the many high-level Taoist talismans that were not expensive and various secret techniques that had never been seen before, the winning rate was reduced significantly when dealing with it.

The sun gradually sets westward, and dozens of games in total were finished in just one day.

The crowd, which was originally full of enthusiasm and lively in the sun, was already shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, and the expectations and excitement from the past had long disappeared.

The strength of those spiritual messengers made everyone feel very depressed.

The results of this competition are also a bit unacceptable.

Apart from the eight spiritual envoys, a total of twenty-eight people in the lower world participated in the competition, and only three of them entered the top ten, and there was only one in the top five; and the top three were all wrapped up by these spiritual envoys.

In other words, those three parts of the God-Transparent Pills were not obtained by the people in the lower world of cultivation.

Looking at the three young men on the stage with a proud look on their faces, everyone in the stage looked very bad.

But there is nothing to do. What can you say if your skills are not as good as others?

Although many of these eight spiritual envoys rely on spending money like land to win, their strength is not weaker than that of the people in the lower world of cultivation.

Especially the three people who can enter the top three on this stage are all in the spiritual middle realm, and even close to the spiritual upper realm, and their magic is even more amazing. Even if the other party does not sprinkle the many Taoist talismans, they are all under sixty years old, and their strength is at most just in the spiritual middle realm, and it is quite difficult to defeat the other party.

Only some young people standing under the stage with their elders looked at the three arrogant peers on the stage with dissatisfaction; of course, they were more envious and jealous...

They are already spiritual, but they are just innate, and there are two major levels behind them; they can only be envious...

Even if these people even humiliated their teacher, they could only watch it. The gap was too big.

The people in a gloomy mood had no intention of eating the supper arranged by the guards, and they all dispersed in disgrace; they had no intention of gathering with some old friends.

Hong Qing is the youngest elder of the Bagua Sect. His luck this time is really bad. Although he is already in the middle of the spiritual realm, he is unable to even enter the top ten.

But he didn't have much regret.

Judging from today's situation, even if you win the first battle, you will not be able to enter the top three to obtain the magic pill; if you fight less than two battles, you will lose a little bit of face.

At least the psychic friend of Youlongmen entered the top ten, but was humiliated by two young people.

"Pack up your stuff, let's go back tomorrow morning!"

Looking at the two listless disciples, Hong Qing smiled slightly and said, "What are you doing like this? You are not unhappy even if you are a teacher. Why are you just like this?"

"Teacher, those people are really bullying!" The girl said angrily: "What's the point of winning by relying on Taoist talismans?"

"Mingya, if you talk about real strength, the chance of winning for your master is about 50%. It's no wonder if you lose!" Looking at the angry disciple, Hong Qing shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Don't think too much. As the descendants of the spiritual cultivation world, they are all kinds of martial arts and secret techniques that we can't compare!"

"But..." The girl wanted to say something, but was stopped by Hong Qing waved her hand and said with a smile: "Okay, go back and rest, you will get up early tomorrow!"

Seeing the two disciples returning to the room, Hong Qing sighed softly.

It is false to not be disappointed when facing the magical elixir that is hard to come by; he is now in the middle realm of spiritual realm, and is not too far from the upper realm; if he has a magical elixir, then his hope of enlightenment in the future will be at least 80%.

But if there is no such magic pill, it may be only 30% or 40% possible; and under the current spiritual environment, it is possible that it is even lower.

He shook his head slowly, threw away these unwilling emotions behind his head, and began to prepare to pack up.

But at this point, the door suddenly sounded gently.

Hong Qing frowned slightly, walked forward and opened the door.

He just opened the door and looked at the person outside, his face changed slightly; he recognized this person as one of the top three people who won the competition today.

"Elder Hong...why don't you plan to invite me in and sit?"

Although the other party still had a arrogant face, he was polite and tight, which made Hong Qing stunned.

But then he realized, reached out and laughed slowly, "Haha, how could that be? Come on... Please come in the messenger Zhang!"

The envoy Zhang smiled slightly and walked slowly into the room.

After watching Hong Qing close the door casually, the envoy Zhang sat down on the sofa in the small hall, reached out to take out a small jade bottle from his pocket, and gently placed it on the coffee table.
Chapter completed!