C1238 Kick-off
C1238 Kick-off
After resting for a while, Yang Bo walked out of the room. At this time, Yan Ruyu walked out and she looked at Yang Bo, "Can you still hold on?"
"No problem." Yang Bo said.
Yan Ruyu could not help but frown. Yang Bo's voice was pale and weak, but there was nothing he could do at this time. He could only follow Yang Bo and slowly walk towards the stage.
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Old Monster Xu stood behind the counter and glanced at Yang Bo, he could not help but frown: "All of these things, you actually lost so much power, are you going to kill everyone?"
When Yan Ruyu heard this, her face flushed red.
Old Monster Xu waved his hand and laughed, "I was just joking, what's wrong? How did this happen? "
"Escape Powder." Yang Bo said.
Old Monster Xu's face changed, "How could there be such a thing? "You really are an unfilial son, to think that I actually poisoned you!"
Yang Bo slightly shook his head and did not say much. There were some things that should be remembered in his heart, so he did not need to say too much.
"It's a good thing that you have such a solid foundation, holding onto your Meditation Stage cultivation. From what I see, you shouldn't participate in this arena battle!" The Old Monster Xu advised.
Yang Bo shook his head, "If I do not participate, I'm afraid I will help others."
Old Monster Xu stared at Yang Bo, seeing his stubborn face, he could not help but shake his head, "Alright then, but blades and swords have no eyes, you must pay attention to your safety on the stage."
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Xu." Yang Bo said.
Finished speaking, Yang Bo did not say anymore and slowly walked outside.
Yan Ruyu was not anxious either, she just followed behind Yang Bo slowly, watching him walk forward step by step.
Yang Bo did not take a step forward, the Spirit Qi in his body would circulate, and would speed up his recovery process, only that the Spirit Qi would dissipate, and would not be exhausted, so he was unable to replenish it, and no matter how hard he trained, he could only recover a bit of his strength.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Bo and Yue Yang finally arrived at the front of the stage. There were a total of five stages, Initial Period of Meditation Stage and middle stage groups would each use two stages, while late stage cultivators would each use one stage.
This time, over two hundred people participated in Qi Refining Conference, and the majority of the people participated in Initial Period of Meditation Stage. As their cultivations increased, the number of people decreased, and of the over two hundred people, only over thirty people participated in Later Period of Meditation Stage.
Today's arena battle was an elimination round, with over a hundred and twenty people participating in Initial Period of Meditation Stage. In the end, fifteen people would be chosen to participate in tomorrow's competition, which meant, if everything went smoothly today, Yang Bo would have to experience at least three matches!
Yang Bo found a seat and sat down. He turned and looked at Yan Ruyu, "I have no problems here, go and busy yourself first!"
Yan Ruyu looked at Yang Bo, and couldn't help but be a little worried. "You should just go back and rest, if you really need it …"
"Don't worry, don't worry. I'll definitely be fine." Yang Bo interrupted.
Yan Ruyu hesitated for a moment, then looked at the surroundings, there were many people here, there should not be much of a problem, furthermore, Yang Bo had his cultivation, so in normal situations, he would be able to hold on until she arrives.
"Alright, you rest first. I'll go take a look." Yan Ruyu said.
There were not many people at the scene, but it was still bustling with activity. Everyone stood together and discussed amongst themselves. Some of them were still cultivating even now.
Yang Bo only opened his eyes for a moment, but did not say anything.
Very quickly, Monk Fa Xuan, Senior Nun Jing Ann, Mr. Zheng, and Taoist Mu all walked over.
When these Meditation Stage seniors walked over, everyone quieted down and looked towards them.
Monk Fa Xuan nodded towards Jing An, who nodded and took a step forward.
"Thank you all for coming. According to the rules, this time's Qi Refining Conference will be hosted by the Emei, but Emei is rather weak after all. If there are any mistakes, I hope that everyone will understand." Senior Nun Jing Ann said.
Everyone looked in front of them, but no one said anything.
The Senior Nun Jing Ann continued to speak: "Many of the people here are old friends, and there are also many new friends. I will not talk much about it, today is the arena battle, and according to everyone's invitation numbers, the competition will decide the order of the matches by drawing lots, and if the other party is not here, then it will be empty. In the arena battle, if you have malicious intent, you cannot help but be expelled and you must be punished even more! "
Yang Bo looked in front of him, he had really not noticed the number of the invitation letter. However, he had a photographic memory, and after some thought, he remembered that on the cover of the invitation letter, there was indeed a number set of numbers, and his number was 98!
After saying that, the Senior Nun Jing Ann looked down and snorted, "All participants of the Group Three contestants, please pay attention to your numbers!"
The five Spirit Refining Stage experts each went up one stage, and Monk Fa Xuan coincidentally arrived at Yang Bo's stage.
Monk Fa Xuan walked up and gently clapped his hands, "Bring the drawing box to the scene!"
Very quickly, a Qi Drawing Realm Qi Cultivator brought over a box. Almost every stage had a similar situation, and every stage had lots to send up.
Monk Fa Xuan laughed, "I will be in charge of this group, and for our group, I am not too sure about the specifics, but, if anyone has any doubts, you can raise your hand and come up to draw your lot."
No one responded at the scene, they were all staring at Monk Fa Xuan, drawing lots might be a fake, but everyone was clear about Monk Fa Xuan's character, so no one suspected anything.
Seeing that no one raised their hands, Monk Fa Xuan nodded his head, "Since that's the case, let's begin!"
At this time, the other stages had already begun their battle, but Monk Fa Xuan did not seem to be in a hurry at all.
Very quickly, Monk Fa Xuan reached his hand into the drawing box. He took out two balls and scanned through them.
"No.15 Zhang Zhenyun against No.84 Li Yuming."
When the two men heard the voices in the arena, they both stood up and walked up to the front desk.
Yang Bo sat below the stage, his mind was in shock. He had seen very few Qi Cultivator fights, so this was the perfect opportunity for him to learn!
Waiting until the two people were on stage, the Monk Fa Xuan stared at them and said: As long as the match is over, we cannot easily injure him!
The two of them bowed towards the Monk Fa Xuan, "We shall follow the orders of the Master Fa Xuan!"
Only then did the two of them announce their names to each other and begin gesturing with their fingers.
The movements of the two people were quick, but Yang Bo could see it clearly. One of them had a fan and the other was holding a sword.
Very quickly, the sword wielding Li Yuming took out a Fire Talisman and threw it towards Zhang Zhenyun. Zhang Zhenyun turned pale with fright, "This is just a preliminary competition, you actually took out the Fire Talisman so quickly!"
— — The content is from [Mick Read]