The first game was so treacherous that if it wasn't for the timely intervention of the tall-faced monk, the young man in white would have been killed by Qin Gang's sword.

  On the surface, Qin Gang's move seemed to be a desperate and reckless attack, disregarding his own safety as he charged forward with his sword. However, in reality, Qin Gang had a firm grasp on timing, and if this were truly a life-or-death situation, the white-robed youth would have been the first to fall under his blade. With its master defeated, the Folding Fan Spirit Tool would naturally lose its lethal power.

  So the long-faced monk would have determined that Qin Gang won this round.

  "This Qin Gang is not simple! He must have often staked his life to develop such adaptability!" Li Hui was secretly evaluating Qin Gang's strength in his heart. Of course, if he were to face himself, Li Hui dared to guarantee that Qin Gang wouldn't even have the chance to draw his sword!

  What a wonderful start, it suddenly raised the interest of the monks watching from below, everyone seriously watched each match, observing the strength of the monks on stage. After all, if they can enter the next round, these winners may be their own opponents, taking this opportunity to understand them.

  The matches went on one after another, with many exciting duels. Li Hui also witnessed various fighting techniques and low-level magic spells of the cultivators, as well as all sorts of exotic weapons and spiritual instruments.

  In general, the game is still mostly about using various skills in conjunction with weapons. When close together, two people would pick up their gear and hack at each other, and when they opened up some distance, they'd exchange spells.

  It is truly rare for someone to wield a spirit artifact in the air against an enemy like the white-clothed youth did in his first match. Firstly, spirit artifacts are scarce, and secondly, for Qi Refining stage cultivators, wielding a spirit artifact in the air against an enemy is not as powerful as holding it in one's hand, nor does it conserve spiritual energy.

  At this time, the two people fighting on the stage were a woman in her early twenties wearing green clothes and a man in his thirties with dark skin.

  The green-robed woman's weapon was a nearly transparent, crystal-like treasured sword, while the dark-skinned man's weapon was more unusual, being a yellow copper-colored single hook.

  The woman in green had a few points of beauty, although she didn't wear powder or rouge, but holding a long sword and her eyebrows slightly furrowed, she had another point of heroic spirit.

  The two of them stepped onto the stage, and the dark-skinned man saw that his opponent was a woman. He didn't rush to attack, but instead teased her with a smile: "Sister, why don't you just admit defeat? When I join the Azure Sky Sect, we can become dual cultivation partners... Ahh!" The dark-skinned man suddenly let out a pained cry and flew backward in retreat.

  But then, in the place where that man was standing, more than a dozen ice cones suddenly emerged. The man didn't notice at first, and his calf was pierced by an ice cone, opening up a big gash. At this time, fresh blood couldn't stop flowing out.

  The dark-faced man's face showed a few points of anger, and he scolded: "You cheap person, actually launching a sneak attack!"

  The green-robed woman snorted, her hands forming a seal as over a dozen ice cones suddenly condensed in mid-air and shot towards the dark-faced man. The dark-faced man didn't have time to curse again, his leg injured and greatly hindering his movement, so he could only use the single hook in his hand to deflect the incoming ice cones.

  The ice cone in front of him had just been blocked, and another one emerged from under his feet. The dark-skinned man was momentarily busy. At the same time, the green-clothed woman also charged up with her sword, and the dark-skinned man could not withstand it for a moment. A big hole was pierced on his shoulder.

  The woman in green clothes, however, did not stop, and the precious sword in her hand kept stabbing at the dark man's vital parts. Apparently, this man's teasing words when he came on stage had provoked the woman.

  "I give up!" The dark-skinned man shouted hastily as he saw the green-robed woman's sword thrusting towards his chest, unable to dodge.

  The green-clad woman's treasured sword stopped less than three inches from the dark man's chest, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

  The woman in green put away her sword and walked over to the long-faced monk to receive her next trial number without even a glance.

  The dark-faced man gave a venomous glance at the woman's back, gritted his teeth in pain and got up to go down from the stage with difficulty.

  After watching so many battles, Li Hui had a general understanding of some of the techniques used by Qi Refining stage cultivators in combat.

  Cultivators of the Refining Qi stage who engage in combat with others generally use these few methods:

  One, spell type, Qi refining period cultivators can use some low-level five-element spells, such as the ice cone technique used by the green-robed woman earlier, which belongs to the water system. There are also wood-based vine techniques, fire-based fireball techniques, earth-based quicksand techniques, and so on.

  However, these low-level spells also require human transmission or self-study through corresponding Taoist scriptures. These Taoist scriptures are very hard to come by.

  Two, the Royal Instrument Flow refers to the Qi refining period cultivators using their spiritual instruments to attack enemies from a distance. The spiritual instrument often also comes with some other special effects, such as those made from poisonous spirit wood which can also be highly toxic.

  This type of cultivator has the strongest attacking power, but few cultivators in the Refining Qi stage possess a spiritual artifact, so this type of cultivator is not commonly seen.

  The third type is a cultivator who has neither a spiritual tool nor learned any magical techniques. These cultivators have fewer means of attack and can only rely on their physical weapons to fight hard.

  This refers to whose cultivation is deep and whose hands are quick. The higher the cultivation, the greater the power of the spiritual energy attached to the weapon during battle. And being agile with one's hands will also gain a great advantage in battle.

  Strictly speaking, Li Hui also belongs to the third type of cultivator. It's just that Li Hui's cultivation is more profound, his body is stronger, and his fighting skills are more exquisite.

  Of course, it's roughly like that. In a fight, magic will often be used in conjunction with the weapons in hand, and those who wield spiritual instruments will also often use magic.

  However, in Li Hui's eyes, the monks' fighting on stage, regardless of the method, was not worth a laugh. Take the use of magic to fight, for example, those ice cones and fireballs were just thrown back and forth through the air. In Li Hui's eyes, there were countless ways to avoid these spells and directly kill the person who cast them.

  As for the Imperial Envoy's spiritual artifact attacking from a distance, the artifact's attacks in mid-air were full of openings and extremely stiff. Li Hui could achieve a one-hit kill with just his footwork and swordsmanship alone, even without using his spiritual power!

  It was that silly Qin Gang who still had some chapter law, but in front of Li Hui, he didn't even have the chance to draw his sword.

  Li Hui's current swordsmanship level has just begun to practice the most basic first tier of the thirty-six swords in Yu Huang Zhenren's "Yu Jian Pian", which is still not proficient.

  According to Yuan Huazhen's standards, only when one has learned to simplify complexity and all the changes in swordsmanship are clear in one's mind, with change hidden within stillness, can one truly begin learning the divine ability of flying swords from "Yu Jian Pian".

  At this time, Li Hui also had a bottom line in his heart. Originally, he was worried that if he exposed too much of his strength, with his five spiritual roots qualifications, it would attract the attention of some high-level figures in Bi Xiang Men. Now it seems that he only needs to show a little bit of strength and can easily win and enter the top ten. Moreover, it will not make those foundation-building, golden elixir period cultivators suspicious.

  Moreover, in the eyes of those foundation-building cultivators, a Qi-refining junior was like an ant, and wouldn't be paid much attention to since they hadn't even set foot on the true path of cultivation.

  Just as he was still thinking about these messy things in his mind, he heard the stage call out: "The 118th game, No. 504 vs No. 779."

  "It's finally my turn!" Li Hui's mouth curled up with a confident smile, and he leaped into the air like a cloud swallow soaring into the blue sky, but just as he was about to clear the stage, he stopped rising and gently floated down onto the stage.

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  The first watch of the morning has arrived, and I'll continue to ask for collection and red tickets. The protagonist's journey is about to begin, and I'm so excited that I can hardly wait to release the next chapter...