Chapter 118 Easily Win

Author: Peng Peng Peng can fly

Chapter 118 Easily Win

Cui Ning looked at the "master" opposite him who was at the thirteenth level of the Qi Refining Stage. He laughed when he saw that the opponent was so arrogant that he didn't even use the spiritual energy shield.

"Hmph! You actually laughed! What's so funny! I just thought that it was not easy for you to practice, and I was afraid that your foundation would be damaged by me!"

The handsome-looking middle-aged man actually laughed when he saw Cui Ning surrendering without any knowledge of himself. This made the middle-aged man a little embarrassed.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was getting a little anxious, Cui Ning had no choice but to restrain his smile and said: "Nothing about this senior brother, I just feel that my senior brother's fighting experience seems a bit lacking!"

"What did you say? Who are you saying is inexperienced!"

It seemed that Cui Ning's laughter just now was mocking him, which made the middle-aged man's face darken, and he took out a red ball directly from his body.

Although the level of immortality cultivation in the Boundless Sea is higher than that in the East China Sea cultivation world, there is no way that every casual cultivator in the Qi refining stage has a storage bag. After all, the "empty crystal" for refining the storage device is also a relatively scarce resource.

Therefore, most casual cultivators in the Qi refining period just keep their magic weapons in their arms so that they can be easily accessed when facing enemies.

Just when the middle-aged Yin Prey was about to press the ball in his hand, he suddenly felt the figure in front of him blur, and then a sharp pain came from his abdomen, which quickly spread to the whole body, and then his eyes went black, and then he fell to the ground.

On the high platform.

Cui Ning, on the other hand, looked at the middle-aged referee in mid-air with a calm expression.

The audience in the square were shocked when they saw the scene in front of them, and for a while they became silent.

They only saw the figure of the worshiper from the Zhou family move, and then the handsome middle-aged man hunched over and flew out.

Cui Ning's cultivation is indeed only at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. There is no doubt about this, and their spiritual senses can naturally detect it.

But they didn't expect that Cui Ning could win with a lower level of cultivation, which made everyone yell and confused.

It was only the distant spectators who couldn't figure it out. The middle-aged man in green shirt, who had always focused his spiritual consciousness on both sides of the fight, was stunned for a moment, and then a very strange look appeared on his face.

I saw the middle-aged man in green shirt walking up to the handsome middle-aged man to investigate. Then he gave Cui Ning a meaningful look and said directly without saying anything else:

"Zhou Jiasheng!"

Upon seeing this, Cui Ning bowed to the middle-aged man in green shirt, then slowly jumped off the high platform, and then walked towards the original place.

The two monks who had already won looked at Cui Ning with a hint of fear in their eyes.

After all, they didn't see Cui Ning's move clearly just now. After thinking for a while, they could only wait for the handsome middle-aged man to wake up before understanding it.

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The middle-aged referee "No. 4" looked at the chattering discussion in the square, then coughed and continued.

So two more monks flew to the high platform and started to fight. The audience's attention was attracted by the fighting below. It seemed that Cui Ning's attack just now was just an interlude.

"Ah, I give up!" A trembling voice came from the mouth of a bald man. At this moment, there was a silver flying knife on his neck. If the strong man shouted a little later, I'm afraid something would happen on the field.

It was a bloody scene.

"Wu Jiasheng!"

As the middle-aged referee's cold voice came out, the first round of the nine-group fight in the Qi Refining Period was over.

A total of nine people won the first round of fighting, including three from the Xie family, two from the Zhou family, two from the Xu family, one from the Wei family, and one from the Wu family. However, the Wei family, the leader of the medium-sized family, failed to gain anything.

He has firmly taken on the role of running around.

"Let's continue to draw lots. Those with the same jade lot numbers will compete. As for the vacated person, he will automatically advance to the next round. Now all the nine winning kids come up and draw lots!"

So a new round of drawing lots began, and Cui Ning drew "1", while the worshiper from the Wu family got a bye in this round.

In this round, Cui Ning met the Xie family priest who used the poison blade in the first round. It was this sinister middle-aged man who poisoned the Zhou family's veteran and he has not recovered yet.

However, Cui Ning still deliberately pretended to be attacked by the sinister middle-aged man, and then when the other party was not paying attention, he blasted the middle-aged man away with a fireball.

When the middle-aged referee flew down to check the situation, he could smell the ripe scent of the middle-aged Yin Prey.

This made him frown, but he still announced Cui Ning's victory.

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And while the competition was still going on, in a dark corner of the square.

"Have you found out what's weird about that kid?" A hoarse voice came from under a cloak.

"My lord, we have already found out. That person should have learned some physical refining techniques, so his physical strength is very strong, and he could injure the Wu family's peak Qi refining in an instant." A big man answered with his head lowered.

"So that's it. Give these pieces of inner armor to those who are offering sacrifices. Make sure not to let the Zhou family win this time!"

After the hoarse voice finished speaking, there was no movement. When the big man started again, the owner of the hoarse voice was gone.

Soon, several of the Xie family's qi refining priests quietly changed into light yellow inner armor on the pretext of convenience.

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The second round of competition ended quickly, and there were only no one left, two from the Xie family, one from the Zhou family, one from the Wu family, and one from the Xu family.

Then the third round of drawing continued. This time Cui Ning was very lucky because he drew "three", which meant that he could directly enter the competition for the top three in the Qi refining period.

Cui Ning calmly sat down cross-legged at the entrance of the passage, pretending to meditate to restore her spiritual energy.

After these two rounds of fighting, he also figured out the characteristics of the fighting techniques of the entire Boundless Sea Immortal Cultivator.

The monks of Boundless Sea prefer to use external objects such as magic weapons, but they don't study much about the Five Elements Magical Powers.

This also resulted in the fact that these monks who were only in the Qi refining stage had three or four top-level Xuan-level magic weapons in their hands. In comparison, only the large number of inner disciples of the East China Sea sect were probably treated like this.

"This round is a melee. Whoever among the three of you can stand at the end will win!" The middle-aged man in green shirt said calmly to Cui Ning and the others.

Standing in the mask at this moment are Cui Ning from the Zhou family, Mu San from the Xie family, and Zheng Long from the Xu family.

Except for Cui Ning, the remaining two people are at the peak of Qi refining.

The shield quickly lit up and enveloped the three people. At this time, the three people stood in three directions, and then looked at the other two people with wary eyes.

Just when Mu San of the Xie family remembered what the deacon of the Xie family had told him, he was about to join forces with the worshipers of the Xu family to defeat Cui Ning.

Then he saw that Cui Ning, the handsome young man opposite, seemed to have a red light flashing on his fingers.

Then the flames grew bigger, and two huge fireballs appeared and rushed towards Mu San and Zheng Long.

Mu San originally thought that this was just an ordinary fireball technique, and wanted to use the spiritual shield to resist for a moment. Then, while Cui Ning was unable to concentrate when he activated the fireball, he directly summoned the attack weapon to deal with the opponent.

What I didn't expect was that the "fireball" flew directly over, and the spiritual shield didn't even block it for a moment.

Then the fireball exploded, two screams came from the mask, and then the entire mask was filled with smoke from the explosion.

It didn't take long for the smoke to dissipate, and among the stunned monks in the audience, only Cui Ning stood unscathed in the mask of light.
Chapter completed!