Outside of Heping Town, in a hidden cave, Xiao Ping sat steadily on the Green Lotus Platform, his two hands controlling the green and blue flames respectively, and was concentrating on refining a fifth-grade pill, the Blood Lotus Pill. The old alchemy furnace was also replaced with a new one obtained from the Black Horn Region.
"The pill is done!"
Suddenly, Xiao Ping retracted the flame, and then slapped the alchemy furnace with one hand, shaking out the dark red pill inside. Before the strange smell had completely dissipated, Xiao Ping had already... He grabbed it in his palm and said,
"Hehe! A fifth-grade elixir, the Blood Lotus Pill!"
Although in the original novel, the Blood Lotus Pill was used by Xiao Yan when he swallowed the Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire, but who told him that Xiao Ping didn't have such an awesome teacher? He is only a fifth-grade alchemist now. He still has a long way to go if he wants to be promoted to the sixth grade, not to mention refining the Earth Spirit Pill which is considered to be among the best among the sixth-grade elixirs. There is no way, he can only prepare inferior ones first. At worst, he can prepare eight or ten of them and win by quantity. Is that okay?
"Done!"
Looking at the Blood Lotus Pill wrapped in Dou Qi in his hand, Xiao Ping took out a jade bottle with satisfaction. After putting it away, he came down from the Green Lotus Platform, put away the Green Lotus Seat, and walked out of the cave.
"Today is the annual outer courtyard competition."
Looking at the direction of Heping Town, Xiao Ping also sighed deeply, "No matter what, I have to show some real skills. Even if Xiao Xun'er finds out something, there is nothing we can do. We can't wait another year, right? The opportunity will be cold!"
Shaking his head, Xiao Ping waved his sleeves. He rushed to the outer courtyard's martial arts arena. Since it was not far from Heping Town, Xiao Ping did not fly there, but walked honestly. It took him more than three hours to get back to the Canaan Outer Court before dawn.
"Dear students, dear teachers, good morning!"
As the first rays of the rising sun shone on the Canaan Academy's martial arts arena, a loud voice rang out. An old man in a white robe slowly walked onto the podium. At the same time, another middle-aged referee walked onto the martial arts stage.
"Three-star Dou Wang?" "
Under the martial arts stage, Xiao Ping looked at the old man in white robes and couldn't help but smile. With his current cultivation level, as long as he didn't exceed the Dou Wang level, he could basically see the other party's cultivation level. Of course, as an elder of the outer courtyard of Canaan College, the old man in white robes did not hide his own cultivation level.
"Today is the annual outer courtyard competition of Canaan College."
As the old man in white robes spoke again, many students in the martial arts field cheered one after another. After more than ten breaths, they gradually cheered under the pressure of the old man in white robes. After calming
down and looking around the martial arts arena, the white-robed old man continued, "There are a total of 305 people participating in the outer courtyard competition this time. In this competition, except for the student who drew a bye, the others will adopt a one-on-one win system. The elders will randomly draw lots to sort them. The winner will advance, and the loser will not be able to go to the inner courtyard this time. The total duration is three days. On the third day, a free-for-all will be adopted to compete for the top 50 places in the inner courtyard
." Having said this, the white-robed old man paused and took a few breaths before continuing.
"Perhaps some of you will think that this is unfair. If two people who could have been ranked in the top 50 meet in advance, it will result in another person who would not have been ranked in the top 50 being lucky enough to squeeze in."
"In this regard, this elder has only one thing to say, that is, luck is also a part of strength!" As soon
as the voice fell, the old man in white robes sat back in his seat and turned to the middle-aged referee on the martial arts stage to take over, "Thank you for the speech, Elder Baimei!"
"Without further ado, next, this outer courtyard competition officially begins. All students whose names are called, please go on stage as soon as possible. Once the specified time is exceeded, it will be deemed that they have automatically forfeited!" The
middle-aged referee did not say a word. After briefly introducing the rules of the competition, he retreated to the referee's seat. Soon, two names were heard from the referee's seat, "Xuanjie Class 2, Luo Feng!"
"Huangjie Class 5, Lin Hu!"
"Tsk tsk! Luo Feng versus Lin Hu, this is going to be a good show!"
As the two people whose names were called jumped onto the martial arts stage, they activated their own fighting spirits. The other students who were not called began to whisper to each other. After all, although the two people on the field were not in the same class, their cultivation levels were not much different. They were both two-star fighting masters. However, Luo Feng cultivated wind-attributed fighting spirit, while Lin Hu cultivated earth-attributed fighting spirit. Both of them were not good at strength, and they were basically evenly matched. Maybe in the end, they would have to fight. The referee came to make the decision.
"Let's get some sleep first!"
In a remote corner of the martial arts arena, Xiao Ping sat on the ground with his hands on his head. He didn't pay much attention to the battle on the field. After all, he was now a four-star Dou Wang-level warrior. Besides, there was no need to care about so many trivial matters, lest he get into trouble. He didn't have so much time to waste on his love rival.
"This little guy!"
On the other side, Teacher Ruolin, who was sitting in the instructor's seat, couldn't help but get a little angry when she saw that Xiao Ping had closed his eyes and fell asleep. "It's so abominable. It's a pity that the beautiful Xun'er gave up this competition. Otherwise, I would have to throw the chips on you. I'm so angry! I'm so disappointed in him!"
Although Xiao Ping has shown the cultivation level of a three-star fighter, after Xiao Ping's induction, almost everyone thinks that he is just lucky and has become a three-star fighter by taking drugs. In terms of real combat power, he is not even as good as an ordinary one-star fighter. But Teacher Ruolin can't do anything about it. After all, they are all from her class. It's really a shame to have one. A glimmer of hope is not bad. Maybe he will get lucky and squeeze into the top 50.
Thinking of this, Instructor Ruolin looked at Xiao Ping again and couldn't help but sighed deeply. She turned her attention to the two students who had already started fighting each other in the martial arts field. It can be said that for a place in the inner courtyard, both sides tried their best. They went back and forth, and each had their own trump cards. However, these had nothing to do with Xiao Ping. If he didn't know when his name would be called, Xiao Ping would not have come so early.
Xiao Ping didn't know how long he slept. In his daze, he seemed to hear the referee calling out many names. It was not until the scorching sun reached its highest point that a name entered Xiao Ping's mind:
"Yellow Class Two, Xiao Ping!"
"Duel, Yellow Class Seven, Chen Tianhao!"
"Is it my turn?"
Hearing his name being called out in public, Xiao Ping woke up from his sleep, rubbed his still fuzzy eyes, and hurried onto the martial arts stage.
"Are you the Xiao Ping who got lucky and became a three-star fighter by taking drugs?" He
had just stood on the martial arts stage when he heard a mocking voice from the opposite side, "It doesn't seem so good."
In fact, it was not just Chen Tianhao. When Xiao Ping's name was called out by the referee, the students in the entire martial arts field were caught up in the discussion about Xiao Ping. After all, this was the first time since the establishment of Canaan Academy that someone could go from the eighth level of fighting spirit to a three-star fighter by taking drugs within a year.
Although there are some high-level elixirs that can improve cultivation in a short period of time, those elixirs can basically only improve one star, at most two stars, and for warriors... , in the same realm, at most one can only take one kind of elixir that can enhance strength. Once a kind of elixir that can enhance strength is taken, it will produce great resistance to other elixirs that can enhance cultivation.
But Xiao Ping was actually rumored to be able to cross an entire realm by taking drugs. For everyone present, it was like the sun rising from the west. Not to mention the students, even the instructors and elders of Canaan Academy were discussing this in private.
"Tsk!"
Xiao Ping couldn't help but complain in his heart after slightly opening his left eye and looking at the arrogant guy in front of him. You guys mock those who practice seriously, you mock those who come up by taking drugs, you mock those who are geniuses, and you still mock those who are useless. Xiao Ping was also drunk. Are you all practicing fighting spirit with the attribute of mockery?
"You'll know in a while!"
Although Xiao Ping has been practicing alone for the past ten years and seldom competed with others, Xiao Ping was accustomed to a solitary practice life. However, as his cultivation level improved, in order to obtain the strange fire, Xiao Ping had to participate in these meaningless disputes. This was inevitable.
"Huh! So arrogant!"
Seeing that Xiao Ping didn't pay much attention to him, Chen Tianhao curled his lips, "I hope your strength is as tough as your mouth, so you don't get beaten to a pulp later!"
"Okay, both sides, please be prepared."
Just when Chen Tianhao was about to say something harsh, a majestic voice came from the referee's seat, "The game starts now!" As
soon as the middle-aged referee's voice fell, Xiao Ping directly raised his right hand, "Fire Blowing Palm!"
This move was learned from Yao Chen, and it was also a fighting skill he learned casually in order to deal with the outer courtyard competition. After all, it was impossible for him to use a heavenly-level fighting skill, right? Although the level of this Fire Blowing Palm is not high, and it is not the Xuan-level fighting skill in the original book, but only a Huang-level high-level fighting skill, but with Xiao Ping's current cultivation level, if he uses it casually, he will need a Dou Ling strongman to resist with all his strength in order to avoid being blown away. As for Chen Tianhao on the opposite side? He is just a three-star fighting master.
"Haha! Boy, are you showing off?"
Seeing Xiao Ping raise his right hand foolishly, Chen Tianhao also laughed out loud, "Do you still want to surrender?"
"Get out of here!"
Glancing at Chen Tianhao with dissatisfaction, Xiao Ping also pressed his palm down on Chen Tianhao fiercely. Before Chen Tianhao could react, a powerful whirlwind erupted from Xiao Ping's palm and swept directly towards Chen Tianhao.
"Bang!"
With the sound of a collision, Chen Tianhao was seen flying backwards and falling heavily outside the martial arts field. The whirlwind sent out by Xiao Ping was actually not reduced in momentum. It bombarded all the way until it hit the stone wall outside the martial arts field. Then it turned into dozens of extremely chaotic gusts of wind, dissipating in all directions, and the stone wall was actually left with shallow scratches by the whirlwind.
"Xiao, Xiao Ping wins!"