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Chapter 1038

Jing Yi's words were to the point. Although the real Purple Phoenix Hairpin was powerful, it required a huge amount of qi. It was impossible to use it unless one was at the middle stage of the Qi Refining stage.

When Zhang Xiaohua was at the third or fourth stage of the Qi Refining stage, she could only use jade talismans. The first time she used a magic tool was the Dragon Binding Hoop. She was already at the middle stage of the Qi Refining stage, but she could only activate the Dragon Binding Hoop and use it to trap others. She couldn't release the true fire within the Dragon Binding Hoop!

The middle stage of the Qi Refining stage was an inconceivable existence in the current era of the Immortal Dao. How could the younger generation of disciples from the various sects hope to catch up to her?

Therefore, not to mention the real Purple Phoenix Hairpin, even if the Dragon Binding Hoop or the jade talisman were here, they might not be able to use it.

In fact, when Jing Yi introduced the imitation of the Purple Phoenix Hairpin, she deliberately avoided mentioning one thing.

That was — spiritual sense.

While using a magic tool required zhenqi, controlling a magic tool relied more on one's spiritual sense. The lightning net created by the imitation of the Purple Phoenix Hairpin required precise control over one's spiritual sense to be able to be executed.

As for spiritual sense, unless one was at the late stage of the Qi Refining stage or used a sect's secret technique, it was impossible to generate spiritual sense.

Although Jing Gang was older than Jing Yi, her cultivation was limited. She only managed to cultivate a weak spiritual sense with the help of the Incense Cult's secret technique!

She was far inferior to Jing Yi. Before the Incense Cult's defensive formation was destroyed, Jing Yi received the formation and the cult's secret technique. Her spiritual sense was also incomparably powerful. It was even more powerful than Zhang Xiaohua's. Unfortunately, the dragon vein was absorbed by Zhang Xiaohua and the restriction was broken by Zhang Xiaohua. Jing Yi's spiritual sense was immediately beaten back to its original state!

But then again, even now, Jing Yi's spiritual sense was much weaker than Zhang Xiaohua's. In the eyes of the Jianghu disciples, she was still an immortal-like existence. She was far from a height they could reach in their lifetime!

Jing Yi put the imitation hairpin back into the jade box and smiled: "Wait until the hero here can escape from the top scorer. I'll personally give this hairpin and the manual on how to use it to him!"

Subsequently, the three female disciples placed the trays in their hands on the jade table beside the high platform, bowed, and retreated.

Nun Jing Yi turned around and asked, "Elder Elder, would you like to say a few words?"

"Amitabha." Elder Chang stood up and nodded. "To tell you the truth, the Incense Cult's move this time … Hehe, it's very generous, far beyond Old Monk's expectations.

Since this old monk is already like this, I'm sure everyone here is tempted as well … "

"Hong!" A loud laughter rang out. The people below the stage did not expect Elder Cheng to be so straightforward, and they all roared with laughter.

"Isn't that so? My eyes are burning and my hands are itching …" Someone said boldly.

"Yes, everyone wants it. However, there are only three prizes. Therefore, I don't need to tell you that the Sword Competition will be very exciting!

Everyone will be nervous! "

Then, Elder Chang changed the topic. "However, this Sword Competition is a competition, not a battle of life and death. No matter what grudges you have in Jianghu, when you're here … you must forget the past. Here, Old Monk will reiterate the principle of the Sword Competition. You can't kill!

If someone is merciless and takes the opponent's life, then you'll be disqualified from the Sword Competition immediately!

You'll be expelled from Huaiyu Palace! "

Nun Jing Yi and Garuda's expressions did not change, as if they already knew. Bai Yanqiu thought for a moment, looked at the audience, and asked: "Master Chang Sheng, what if … what if someone accidentally … kills?"

"Bai Zhangmen … the Sword Competition is the Sword Competition. It's about the word 'competition'. This rule has been followed for thousands of years without exception. Whether it's intentional or not, you must be expelled!" Elder Chang Sheng said without any trace of politeness.

Bai Yanqiu could only nod and look at Zhang San. Zhang San seemed to be thinking about something else and did not pay attention.

"Alright, Old Monk has finished speaking. I wish for the Sword Competition to end successfully and for all of you to have your wishes come true!"

After Elder Chang Sheng sat down, Nun Jing Yi looked at the other three people. They were all silent, so she said: "The Sword Competition … begins!"

As she spoke, she struck a spell on the high platform. With a "bang", the high platform shook slightly. Then, in Huaiyu Palace and the square, between the gaps of the audience, dozens, and even hundreds of high platforms about ten feet tall rose gradually. These high platforms were pulled up from the ground and rose little by little until they were about ten feet tall!

The audience below the high platform was stunned at first, but then they understood. They all looked at the high platform that was used as a fighting ring with interest.

When the high platform stabilized, a white figure leaped onto the middle one. It was Nun Xuezhen, who was wearing a white palace dress and a mask.

Nun Xuezhen stood on the high platform and bowed slightly to the audience. She said: "According to the order of the Hierarch, I, Xuezhen, will be in charge of this Sword Competition. Now, I will tell you the specific rules!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the female disciple of the Aroma Sect who had served tea and snacks appeared again. But this time, she was holding a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. She placed them on everyone's table.

Nun Xuezhen pointed at the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone and said: "In this Sword Competition, except for the Pi Sect, the Tenryū Sect, the Dalin Temple, Between the Clouds and the Water, and the Righteous Alliance, there are four places to participate. The other sects and schools only have two places to participate. This has been explained when the disciples of the Pi Sect sent the invitations.

Please write down the names of the disciples of your sects and schools who will participate in the Sword Competition.

Then, find a fighting ring like the one I am standing on. At the bottom of the fighting ring, there is a small round hole. You can put your name in there. "

"There are fifty fighting rings like this inside Huaiyu Palace and outside the palace. Inside Huaiyu Palace, you can put ten names on each fighting ring. Outside the palace, you can put twenty names on each fighting ring. Once the fighting ring is full, the small hole in the fighting ring will close.

There are 785 sects in Huaiyu Palace. Each sect has two people, so there are four hundred and sixty disciples participating in the Sword Competition. There are fifty fighting rings, so there are forty empty spots. There are five hundred and twelve sects outside the palace, so there are one thousand and twenty-four disciples participating in the Sword Competition. There are twenty-four more disciples in the fighting rings.

Please put the names of these twenty-four disciples into the fighting rings inside Huaiyu Palace. "

"The small hole in the fighting rings will close after I finish speaking for thirty minutes. Only the disciples who put their names in during this time are qualified to participate in the Sword Competition. Otherwise, they will be considered as not participating!"

"Each fighting ring will have ten or twenty people. The fighting rings will be arranged by themselves. The other sects will guarantee fairness."

"For the sake of fairness, the four disciples of the other sect and the sixteen disciples of the other four sects will not participate in the first round. Once the final winner has been determined in each arena, they will participate in the second round of the Sword Competition for the top 675 disciples!"

Nun Xue Zhen continued to talk about the rules of each round of the Sword Competition. In the end, she said, "Just now, the leader of the other sect announced the rewards for the top three. According to the rules of the Sword Competition, there will be one hundred winners in the first round. These one hundred disciples will receive one Yuhuandan Pill, one Small Bone Congealing Pill, and one Small Revitalizing Pill from the Dalin Temple as a reward."

"Alright, please write down the names of your disciples participating in the Sword Competition on the paper and put them in the fighting rings!

The first round of the Sword Competition is about to begin! "

As she spoke, a disciple of the Incense Cult brought a lit incense stick to the fighting ring where Nun Xue Zhen was!

When they heard Nun Xue Zhen mention that the rewards for winning the first round of the Sword Competition were the legendary healing pills of the Incense Cult and the Dalin Temple, the crowd was in an uproar. The three rewards that Nun Jing Yi had shown were indeed very tempting. Everyone was looking forward to it, but … but after all, not everyone had the hope to reach the last step. The three rewards were very likely to be won by the disciples of the five super sects in the end.

On the contrary, Nun Xue Zhen's words about the rewards for the final winner of the first round of the Sword Competition rekindled the fire of hope in everyone's hearts!

Of course, one out of ten people in Huaiyu Palace, one out of twenty people outside Huaiyu Palace. All the young disciples present were outstanding disciples of their respective sects. Almost every one of them believed that they would definitely be the final winner. The three pills each represented a life, so how could they not be tempted?

Therefore, when Nun Xue Zhen said that they could begin, the leaders of each sect immediately picked up their brushes and wrote down the names of their disciples as fast as they could. They took one for themselves, and the other elder took one for themselves. Then, each of them used their lightness skills and threw their names into the fighting rings that they had already planned out!

That's right, the Sword Competition was also about strategy. Two disciples from each sect absolutely could not be placed in the same fighting ring. Moreover, were there any familiar sects nearby?

Were there any disciples from other sects that they knew the ins and outs of?

This … all needed to be considered in the time it took for a stick of incense to burn.

The sects that were closer to Huaiyu Palace had already taken the lead. They ran into the palace and threw the names of their two disciples into the fighting rings. Nonsense, the palace only chose one out of ten. Although their martial arts might be a little higher, their chances were still much higher.

For a moment, the inside and outside of Huaiyu Palace was in chaos. Occasionally, there were people who used their lightness skills and almost collided with each other. There were also people who had just chosen a fighting ring and were about to throw their names in. In the end, they were thrown in by a hidden weapon technique from far away. Then, the small hole immediately disappeared. This person could only turn around and curse. He did not dare to delay and went to look for another fighting ring.

As a result, in the end, more than ten people ran out of Huaiyu Palace and shouted, "Where is the fighting ring? Where is the fighting ring?"

It was because the smart leaders in the square had filled up the fighting rings in Huaiyu Palace. These people in Huaiyu Palace had no fighting ring to throw their names into. They had no choice but to look for the one out of twenty fighting rings in the square!

The funny thing was, in the square, there were five hundred and twelve sects and one thousand and twenty-four people. They were all silent and stood there obediently, adhering to the rule of not speaking during the Sword Competition …

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