Lu Ping didn't give Li Sheng any more chances. Li Sheng didn't even have the chance to take out his mystic artifact. He didn't even have the chance to use a high-grade talisman. He could only use a few mid-grade and low-grade talismans, but they couldn't even break through the golden aura around Lu Ping.
In the end, Li Sheng also recognized that Lu Ping's high-grade talisman was a blood talisman. Lu Ping was willing to spend spirit stones on this kind of talisman. It seemed like he had some spirit stones on him.
Li Sheng was stabbed in the shoulder by Lu Ping. The master immortal who hosted the competition had already cast a spell on Li Sheng, blocking Lu Ping's mystic artifact. Lu Ping sheathed his sword and stood upright. The master immortal announced that Lu Ping was the winner and advanced to the next round.
The second round in the afternoon was still against a Seventh Layer disciple. However, this disciple didn't have as much wealth as Li Sheng. He only used a high-grade mystic artifact to fight Lu Ping. Lu Ping took the opportunity to familiarize himself with the "Technique" state and easily entered the top 64.
At night, everyone returned to the side courtyard under Master Immortal Liu's lead. On the first day of the competition, Group 7 performed well. The twelve Seventh Layer disciples, with a bit of luck, all made it into the second round. Master Immortal Liu enjoyed the surprised looks from the master immortals.
Unfortunately, in the second round, a few disciples drew unlucky lots and met a few tough opponents. Among the twelve disciples, the Seventh, Eighth, Ninth, and Eleventh disciples of the Seventh Layer were eliminated one after another. Even the Sixth Senior Martial Brother Guo Lin, who had just entered the Eighth Layer, was unfortunately matched against a Ninth Layer disciple from Group 1. In the end, the two of them used all their mystic instruments and high-grade talismans, and Guo Lin was defeated.
Even so, Group 7, with seven disciples in the top 64, was ranked fourth among the 20 groups. Group 1, with nine disciples in the top 64, was ranked first, while Group 5 and Group 18, with eight disciples, were tied for second place.
What surprised Lu Ping was that the twelfth disciple, Zhang Zicheng, also entered the top 64. It seemed like even the eleventh disciple, Li Cheng, might not be his match.
Master Immortal Liu was in high spirits, and he commented on everyone's performance during the battle. Everyone felt that they had benefited greatly, and even the five people who had been eliminated were in a much better mood.
Only then did Lu Ping realize that the First Senior, Second Senior, and Fourth Senior had already reached the realm of "Technique". It seemed that there were many geniuses out there, and he was nothing.
The fact that Lu Ping had also comprehended this realm surprised all the other disciples except for the first, second, and fourth disciples. Li Cheng gnashed his teeth in hatred and his expression changed drastically.
When Lu Ping returned to his residence, he was congratulated by a few disciples whom he got along well with. After exchanging pleasantries, Lu Ping carefully reflected on Master Immortal Liu's comments and explanations. He compared them with his own two battles and felt that he had learned a lot. Thus, he swallowed a Blood Purification Pill and held a Spirit Stone in his hand to cultivate.
The next day, Lu Ping woke up early in the morning. He felt that the spiritual energy in his bloodline had become denser, and he was one step closer to the Eighth Level. He was in a good mood.
The courtyard was already crowded with people. When they saw the contestants from their respective groups, they cheered and cheered in unison. If they met a famous Level 2 disciple, such as Fourth Senior Shi Lingling, who was one of the "Five Talents", the crowd would be even more excited, just like how Lu Ping chased after his idols in his previous life.
Lu Ping's opponent in the third round was an Eighth Level Blood Refining Realm disciple, Yuan Zhan from Group 17. This made the disciples from Group 7, who had been paying attention to Lu Ping, feel rather disheartened.
Lu Ping's heart was also beating fast, but when he thought of the two mystic instruments in his arms, he immediately calmed down.
Yuan Zhan was twenty-one years old and held a top-grade mystic weapon in his hand. This sixteen or seventeen year old kid in front of him was very nervous at first, but now he suddenly calmed down. Did he know that he would definitely lose?
Yuan Zhan smiled and the two of them bowed to each other. Under the command of Master Immortal Liu, Yuan Zhan used the "Soul Flies in the Dark" and stabbed straight at Lu Ping's throat. Yuan Zhan fought for the initiative and used a killing move right from the start, without the slightest bit of hesitation or probing.
Lu Ping did not dare to face Yuan Zhan's attack head-on. Yuan Zhan's attacks were faster and faster, and each sword was stronger than the previous one. It was like a flowing river. At the same time, Yuan Zhan's left hand was also making all kinds of hand seals, and he kept muttering incantations. One after another, spells flew towards Lu Ping.
For a moment, Lu Ping was flustered. His body was hit several times by the spells, and a few holes were burned in his clothes. Ice shards were stuck in the bun on his head, and half of his left sleeve was cut off by the wind blades. His right ankle was still wrapped around by a withered vine that he had cut off. Fortunately, Lu Ping had a strong foundation, so the spells that were hit were weakened by half by Lu Ping beforehand. Otherwise, he would not have been able to last until now.
On the central stage, Group 12's Master Immortal Fang saw that Lu Ping could only defend himself. He couldn't help but chuckle and say, "Senior Martial Brother Liu, it seems like your group's good luck ends here today!"
Group 12, led by Master Immortal Fang, originally had a similar result as Group 7. However, this year, Group 7 had 12 Late Blood Refining Realm disciples, and more than 30 of them had entered the Level 3 Disciple Assessment, far surpassing his own group. When he thought about how both of them were in the Sixth Layer of the Blood Condensation Realm, and how Master Immortal Liu had obtained a large amount of cultivation resources, it was only a matter of time before he entered the Seventh Layer. On top of that, Li Sheng, who was quite strong in his group, was eliminated by Lu Ping yesterday. Master Immortal Liu couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
Master Immortal Liu smiled and said, "My cultivation is still a level lower than yours, it's only natural that I lose." Although he looked indifferent, his eyes were focused on Lu Ping's match.
In the Late Blood Refining Realm, every step was a hurdle. Even though Lu Ping's swordsmanship had reached the realm of "Technique", his transcendence energy was too far away, and his spells had yet to reach the realm of "Technique".
Lu Ping gritted his teeth. For the sake of the sect's generous rewards, he couldn't care less. He took out two high-grade blood talismans with his left hand, slapped a protective talisman on himself, and threw a golden sword talisman at Yuan Zhan.
Yuan Zhan sneered and said, "I've been waiting for you. You're not the only one with a blood talisman."
As he said that, he also threw out a blood talisman, and a few water swords flew out from it. The water swords collided with the golden swords, and none of them hit their target. At the same time, the top-grade mystic weapon in his hand struck out — [Seven Stars Shine] — at Lu Ping. Lu Ping tried his best to defend himself and deflected five of the attacks, but the remaining two struck the silver light barrier around him. The silver light barrier trembled violently and was on the verge of collapsing.
Yuan Zhan threw out another "Giant Wood Technique", and Lu Ping blocked it with a "Vajra Shield" spell. Still, his transcendence energy was insufficient, and the giant wood that he missed smashed into the silver light protecting him.
Lu Ping used the "Three Suns Opening Tai", and three consecutive sword strikes shot out three sword Qi. The sword strikes were natural, and Lu Ping counterattacked without any jerkiness. After winning an opening, he quickly slapped an "Ice Shield Talisman" on his body.
Yuan Zhan snorted. So this is swordsmanship that has reached the realm of "Technique"? Sure enough, the moves are sharp and fast, but it's all in vain because I don't have enough transcendence energy.
Yuan Zhan made two consecutive sword strikes, and cut off two sword Qi. At the same time, a yellow light appeared in front of him. It was an ordinary high-grade talisman, the "Earth Wall Technique". The third sword strike hit it, and it only shook a little.
Lu Ping was now quite annoyed. Since it was a competition of talismans, then let's do it properly. He waved his left hand, and three upper-grade blood talismans flew towards Yuan Zhan, the "Falling Stone Technique", the "Fire Crow Strike", and the "Water Binding Technique".
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