I will survive with proficiency

Under Jindan Daoist's suppression, the audience was completely silent.

soon.

The competition begins.

The deacon of Ling Xiaozong's Foundation Establishment came out first and read out the rules of the competition. There are a lot of rules:

Don't use vicious attacks that can harm people's lives; don't use magic weapons, talismans and other utensils; if you get kicked out of the Immortal Terrace, you lose, and you can't attack again; if you don't have enough spiritual power, you can admit defeat at any time.

in short:

Comparing strength, not financial resources;

friendship first, competition later.

First is the competition between Luoyue City and Crane City.

Among the four immortal cities, Immortal Crane City is the strongest, with a total of 10 foundations. And Luoyue City is the weakest, with only 6 foundations.

Therefore, under the competition between the two cities, there is almost no suspense, and the trend is one-sided.

Several matches were quickly won.

In the four competitions, Immortal Crane City won three of them.

Another "barely" lost.

The Lord of Xianhe City Liang's eyes narrowed his eyes, but he still wanted to be humble, saying, "Where, where, it's just a fluke".

Then there is the competition between Cloud City and Chishi City.

These two cities of cultivating immortals are evenly matched.

"Master Yun, everyone, it's my turn."

Jing Hongping said excitedly, got up and bowed to the surroundings. This is a rare opportunity for him to stand out.

"Friend Daoist Jing, do what you can, haha, I, Yunzhong City, don't have to win." Yun Wenting smiled boldly, raised his voice deliberately, and pretended to glance at the city lord of Chishi City inadvertently.

This is not what they say in Yunzhong City.

"Yes, City Lord Yun."

Jing Hongping came to the stage.

Jing Hongping's opponent was a burly man. He didn't have much elegance of a fairy, but he had a lot of majesty.

After a while of respect from both sides.

All of a sudden, there was a big fight together.

The splashing ripples of spiritual power hit the formations around the "Ascension to Immortal Terrace" and disappeared suddenly without hurting the crowd.

Different from the battle between Crane City and Luoyue City, Jing Hongping and his opponent fought inextricably.

For a moment, people can't see the strength.

"This fellow Taoist in Chishi City seems to have a lot of spiritual power." Chen Ping observed carefully.

It was also on the third floor of the foundation building, at first it was not obvious that Jing Hongping was at a disadvantage, but after a while, it was obvious that Jing Hongping's spiritual power was obviously not as abundant as his opponent's.

It gets harder the further you get to the back.

Yun Wenting heard Chen Ping's words and said:

"The monks in Chishi City may not be able to do anything else. But there is a natural hot spring in Chishi City, which is said to be very suitable for body training. Because of this, the monks in Chishi City have more or less body training experience."

"Body training can increase spiritual power reserves."

I see.

I don't know, what's the point of this body training?

Just take pills?

Or just soak in a medicated bath?

only.

At this moment, Chen Ping suddenly felt that he was fooled by Yun Wenting back then. Look at his Xiuxian City, either he can weave magic robes or have hot springs, and then look at Yunzhong City.

Nothing.

Yun Wenting knew that he had talked too much, so he talked about other things hahaha, and even diverted from Chen Ping's question about body training.

While speaking, the battle on stage ended.

Jing Hongping was quite smart, and realized that his spiritual power was not as good as the opponent's in the later stage, so he immediately stepped up his efforts, fought with each other with his life, and finally won the victory with difficulty.

"It's just a fluke, it's just a fluke." Yun Wenting smiled happily and laughed.

Next is Ji Yan's appearance.

The more than 90 Qingmang swords are a bit weak, and they have not been able to unite all swords.

In the end, it was a pity to lose a game.

One win and one loss for both sides.

Then came Wumaming.

Chishicheng is still a big muscle bully.

Chen Ping looked very carefully, carefully observing the body language displayed by these body cultivators.

The defense is strong, and the spiritual power is abundant.

Flexibility also seems to be high.

But there are gains and losses, resources and time are conserved. Their spells are weaker.

'It seems that when there is a chance, it is really necessary to understand the art of body training. '

...

While Chen Ping was seriously watching the game.

On the high platform on the other side of the dojo, a handsome young monk with red lips and white teeth was standing there, silently commenting on Chen Ping's side.

"Young master, she is here."

A kind old cultivator walked gently behind the handsome young cultivator and said something softly.

The young monk's face sank:

"It's really annoying. I'm already a Foundation Establishment cultivator, why are you so obsessed with men and women? It's unreasonable."

The kind old Xiu smiled and said:

"Young master has such an appearance, which female cultivator does not want to double cultivate with him? Then how can Miss Murong be exempt?"

"But having said that, Miss Murong is naturally beautiful, she is a beauty, so you won't be tempted?"

The young cultivator glared at the kind old cultivator:

"Third Uncle, don't ask me to make jokes. I've been devoted to Taoism all my life, why would I want to find a Taoist partner? Alas, the stubborn ancestor of my Shifu just wants to use me as a tool for marriage. I don't know if he is here Think about something."

The kind old Xiu couldn't help laughing.

But after all, I didn't laugh.

Just said:

"From this point of view, the young master was right to give up this competition yesterday. If Miss Murong sees the young master's demeanor, I'm afraid she will fall in love with the young master even more."

That means Chen Ping is not here.

If this is the case, Chen Ping never expected to notice last night that Shi Chensheng, whose name was suddenly replaced by someone else, did it to prevent the female cultivator who fell in love with him from seeing his own demeanor.

"No, I suddenly had a better idea." Shi Chensheng looked at the area where the monks were seated in Yunzhong City and smiled.

"Young master, what does this mean?"

The kind old Xiu was stunned for a moment, thinking that his son had figured it out?

Shi Chensheng put his hands behind his back and smiled comfortably:

"Yesterday I heard that Miss Murong would come, and I was thinking of avoiding it, so I asked the ancestor to withdraw from this competition."

"But after learning about the situation of the visiting monks in Yunzhong City last night, I just thought of a better way."

"What's the way?" Kindly old Xiu didn't understand.

Shi Chensheng smiled:

"Miss Murong agreed to the marriage, not only because of my looks, right? I have heard that Miss Murong, Mu Qiang, the reason why she agreed to the marriage is because I am the youngest foundation builder of the Shi family, and also the most talented young generation."

"But what if I lose to a monk who has just been promoted to the second floor of the foundation building with the strength of the third floor of the foundation building?"

"And this monk is still a casual cultivator?"

"And is it a casual cultivator who is not attached to any big family?"

"At that time, will Miss Murong still agree to the marriage? Haha, definitely not."

The kind old Xiu froze:

"this…"

"Master, is he deliberately losing to Chen Ping of Yunzhongcheng? I'm afraid that the ancestor will not agree? Besides, the competition in the early stage of foundation establishment has already ended."

Shi Chensheng patted Lao Xiu on the shoulder and said:

"So, I have to trouble the third uncle."

"There have been three competitions now, and I, Chishi City, have lost two. In the last round of Yunzhong City, Senior Tang Junyi played. His strength should not be underestimated. I, Chishi City, will probably lose."

"Under this situation, the third uncle went to beg the ancestor to let me play a friendly match with Chen Ping, which would not be counted in the official competition results. He also revealed that Miss Murong was here. The ancestor was very sorry for my temporary withdrawal from the competition last night. Dissatisfied, now that Miss Murong is here, most likely they will agree with me to play once."

"And the ancestor has a lot of friendship with the elder Jindan of the Lingxiao Sect. The third uncle only needs to convince the ancestor, and the ancestor will naturally be able to persuade the ancestor Jindan. By then, the Lord Yun will probably not delay."

"Third Uncle, it's up to you."

The corner of the kind old Xiu's mouth twitched:

"Oh, son, this..., the ancestor may not be able to listen to it."

Shi Chensheng laughed and said:

"Others may not be able to convince the ancestor. I don't know the third uncle, but he will definitely be able to convince the ancestor. Shi Chensheng's life path is in the hands of the third uncle."

Lao Xiu has served the Shi family in Chishi City for generations.

In the early years, he had great kindness to the Shi family.

The patriarch of the Shi family has always kept it in his heart.

"...You kid. Let's try it, it may not succeed."

"It will definitely work!"