MTL - Demon Sect Cultivation: I Can Disable Debuffs-Chapter 13 Inner Dabi

Although Li Mumin provided the demon blood and was still a top spiritual root, Zhang Chen was still at the fifth level of Qi training.

This is mainly to hide yourself and avoid suspicious prying eyes.

The blood essence from the practice is either stored or consumed for practicing spells.

After half a year of practice, a few spells can be regarded as a small achievement, the only thing that is lacking is actual combat.

Therefore, he is going to observe the inner sect competition, see the methods of other disciples, and learn.

Their practitioners will not celebrate the New Year like ordinary people, but for the sake of excitement, some sect activities will be held on New Year's Day.

Just like this inner sect competition!

The Inner Sect Grand Competition is the method used by the Blood God Sect to select the inner disciples. The outer disciples at the seventh level of Qi training can participate, and those who get the top 100 ranks can become the inner disciples.

"The Inner Sect Grand Competition is about to start, let's go there!"

On the road, a large number of disciples rushed towards the square, walking in groups of threes and twos, or alone.

Zhang Chen also followed the flow of people and came to the square.

The place is already overcrowded, and everyone's face is full of anticipation and excitement.

Like a busy city in the mundane world, it is full of noisy conversations.

Since he came late, Zhang Chen could only stand at a place far from the ring, but practitioners with keen eyes and ears could still see clearly.

He had too many secrets, and he didn't intend to make friends. He glanced casually across the crowd, and then looked at the center of the square.

A whole body is made of blood jade, and the beautiful and wide arena comes into view.

From time to time, the arena was still flickering with light, obviously blessed by spells.

Moreover, the same formation as the beast garden was arranged outside the arena to prevent the disciples watching around from being affected by the battle.

Beyond the arena, there is a grandstand with a bloodwood chair carved with evil spirits and gods.

Coupled with the blood-red color of the blood-wood chair, these demons and demons seem to be struggling in the sea of ​​blood, which is extraordinarily vivid.

Ten personal disciples wearing scarlet robes stood under the stands, maintaining order.

Zhang Chen has never seen any of them, not the ones from the last sect assessment.

At this moment, the ten direct disciples suddenly turned around and saluted towards the empty seat.

"Welcome Elder!"

All the disciples fell silent immediately, and hurriedly saluted towards the stands: "Welcome Elder!"

I saw blood oozing out from the empty blood-wood chair, like a fountain of blood, very terrifying.

The blood didn't flow to the ground, but condensed and squirmed like life.

With feet, body, arms, and head, a person completely composed of blood appeared in front of everyone.

Immediately afterwards, the blood coagulated and turned into a skinny old man with a hunched back.

But no one dared to underestimate the old man, because this was the Jindan Elder of the Blood God Sect, the Patriarch of Withered Blood.

The withered blood patriarch glanced at the crowd, his voice dry and hoarse: "Let's start the inner sect contest."

"Respect the elder's decree, the Inner Sect Grand Competition begins!" The ten direct disciples used mana to spread their voices throughout the sect.

"Dangdangdang..."

The loud bell rang, representing the official start of the Inner Sect Competition.

A personal disciple jumped lightly, came to the ring, and said in a deep voice: "This time, there are a total of 300 disciples from the outer sect who are above the seventh level of qi training to participate in the sect competition."

"Those who get the top three places will be rewarded with a barrel of blood essence as encouragement."

"Those who get the top ten places will be rewarded with a pot of blood as encouragement."

"Those who rank within one hundred can be promoted to inner disciples and rewarded with a bowl of blood essence as encouragement."

"In the first match, Song Junfeng played against Lu Tianyu."

After finishing speaking, two figures flew onto the ring.

Zhang Chen discovered that one of them was at the eighth level of Qi training.

In fact, this is very common. In order to ensure the success of the promotion, some people will practice the eighth level of Qi before participating.

There are also some who failed to be promoted in the past. After so long, they participated again after their cultivation level was improved.

"Outer sect disciple Song Junfeng (Lu Tianyu), has met the elder, and all senior brothers and sisters." After the two came to the stage, they first saluted the elder and everyone.

Listen to the words, it is Lu Tianyu who practiced the eighth level of Qi.

"The competition officially begins!" After the direct disciple announced, he left the ring and activated the formation.

No need to talk nonsense, the two people on the ring started to fight.

All of a sudden, there was blood everywhere, and a gust of wind blew up.

Lu Tianyu condensed his blood into a growth spear, his body was like lightning, and he charged towards Song Junfeng.

With a flick of his spear, he brought up countless blood-red spear flowers. Like a poisonous dragon, Gun Flower swept towards Song Junfeng.

The gun tip exudes a pungent **** smell, which makes people want to vomit.

This is a set of "Blood Killing Gun Art", practiced to the extreme can transform into a bleeding dragon and swallow everything.

"drink!"

Song Junfeng yelled angrily, his arms were covered with blood, and he waved his palms, making countless punch marks, turning into dense palm shadows.

The attacks of the two collided together, setting off a turbulent wave, and their vigor criss-crossed, shattering the ring.

Song Junfeng used the "Blood Battle Bafang Fist", which can condense countless blood fists at a high level, and smash mountains with one punch.

"boom!"

Lu Tianyu raised his spear, and the blade of the spear slashed towards Song Junfeng's neck like a blade.

This shot contained **** killing potential, its speed was unstoppable, and its power was huge.

Song Junfeng didn't dare to resist, and quickly dodged.

But Lu Tianyu was not willing to give up, and continued to chase, the blade of the gun turned into an afterimage, and kept stabbing Song Junfeng's vital points in the chest, trying to injure him severely.

Song Junfeng took several steps back, avoiding the opponent's attack, and at the same time looking for an opportunity, once he found a suitable opportunity, he would give a fatal blow.

"Bang bang bang..."

The speed of the two was very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, they exchanged more than ten moves.

Lu Tianyu's spear tip had blood flowing, like a blood dragon hovering and roaring, its power should not be underestimated.

Song Junfeng was also not to be outdone, he added fists and palms and collided with the spear.

rumbling...

The sound of explosions came one after another, and the entire arena was shaking and dust was flying.

Song Junfeng's body trembled, and he took several steps back, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Leaving aside the strength of the spell, his own cultivation level is one level lower than the opponent's, which is very disadvantageous.

Lu Tianyu smiled complacently, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com took advantage of the situation to chase after him. With a single point of his spear, it turned into a rain of blood, covering the sky and covering the sky, sweeping towards Song Junfeng, as if to drown him.

"good!"

"Brother Lu Tianyu is amazing!"

"Senior brother Song Junfeng is not bad, but it's a pity that I met senior brother Lu Tianyu."

Everyone in the audience applauded loudly, their blood boiled with enthusiasm, and their hearts were fascinated.

However, Song Junfeng's face changed drastically, and he hastily used all his strength to punch out countless blood-colored fist shadows, trying to resist Lu Tianyu's attack.

But Lu Tianyu approached with one move, and then used two consecutive blood gun attacks.

The blood gun is like a rainbow, carrying a fierce wind, as if it can penetrate the world and directly pass through the shadow of the fist.

"Poof..."

A muffled groan came out, and Song Junfeng's shoulder was pierced, blood spattered like a waterfall.

A wound protruded through the body from the shoulder blade, which was shocking.

Blood gushed out from the wound like a fountain.

"ah......"

A scream of pain came from Song Junfeng's mouth.

His face was pale, his whole body was trembling, his eyes were full of fear, and he fell backwards uncontrollably.

Lu Tianyu's offensive did not slow down, but became more ferocious. The blood spears continued to pierce through Song Junfeng's body.

"I give up, I give up!" Song Junfeng yelled hastily, if he continues like this, he will definitely die.

With Elder Withered Blood and many direct disciples watching, Lu Tianyu didn't dare to kill, the blood gun softened and turned back into blood, and he put it back into his body, cupped his hands and said: "Junior Brother Song, I've accepted it."

Song Junfeng smiled wryly: "Senior brother Lu has a profound cultivation base and extraordinary abilities, I am ashamed of myself."

"It's so-so, Junior Brother Song is too much." Lu Tianyu said modestly, but his face was full of complacency.