C211 Start of the Ultimate Large Competition

Zhao Mingzhe's face turned gloomy, but before he could say a word, the First Prince Qin Ran had already waved his hand to the cultivator guards beside him.

"The ignorant are not guilty. Zhao Mingzhe was anxious because of his friend's injuries. What this duke appreciates is his true nature. "

Zhao Mingzhe's heart was moved, he felt that once Qin Ran said those words, the matter of him scolding him would probably not get out of hand.

At this time, Qin Ran continued:

"Zhao Mingzhe, the reason this king stopped you was because I happened to have a medicinal pellet here that could help relieve your friend's injuries. Your friend's injuries have improved, and it's just right for you to participate in the competition between disciples of the strength level that is going to take place."

When the First Prince Qin Ran spoke, although he still carried some arrogance in his tone, Zhao Mingzhe could clearly hear the goodwill in his words.

"Then, thank you, First Prince. Just now, my heart was in a hurry, I really didn't see that it was you …"

"It's fine. First, send your friend back. After that, give this Pulse Protection Pill to him to consume. The condition of your friend's injuries should not be too great."

Zhao Mingzhe nodded his head, taking the pill from Qin Ran, after thanking his again, he rushed back to his residence.

Those people who saw the scene in front of them, had astonished expressions on their faces. They felt that after Zhao Mingzhe scolded the First Prince in front of them, not only was he not punished, the First Prince was actually able to give him pills. The relationship between Zhao Mingzhe and the First Prince was probably not that simple.

Zhao Mingzhe naturally did not know what he was thinking, and brought Zhao Shenglong back to his room. He gave the pellet to him to eat, and when he saw that Zhao Shenglong's complexion had slightly improved, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Zhao Shenglong still had no intention to wake up, Zhao Mingzhe reckoned that the competition between the disciples at the same level as he himself was about to begin. The only thing he could do was to leave the room and return to the fighting grounds.

By the time Zhao Mingzhe rushed back, the competition between the Bone Forging disciples was almost over.

Yue Zhanghe, who had the highest chance of becoming the number one Bone Forging disciple, was affected by Zhao Shenglong's attack and only managed to get third place in the competition.

As for the first rank on the Earth Spirit Board, it was still the original Xuanyuan Zong disciple. The second rank was actually a home practicing disciple of South Zen Sect.

At this time, not only was the Xuanyuan Zong's Sect Leader, Guo Yuntian, being congratulated by others, even the South Zen Sect Master, Qiu Hong, received the congratulations of the various Sect Leaders and Elders.

However, the host of the South Heaven Zen, Qiu Hong, was talking politely to the other sect masters while looking at Zhao Mingzhe. He reckoned that Qiu Hong did not want Zhao Mingzhe to achieve a good result in the next level of the competition, because if he did, Zhao Mingzhe, who came out of North Zen, would definitely be able to suppress the South Zen Sect.

At this time, the main event of the Celestial Sect Tournament, the tournament between disciples of the same level, was finally about to begin.

The eyes of the disciples from the other sects that had followed the Sect Leader turned solemn. Obviously, a competition between disciples at the strength level might be able to help these disciples gain some insights. Even if it was just a tiny bit of insight, it might still be a big gain for these disciples who came to watch the competition.

Zhao Mingzhe was the only person on the Heavenly Ranking that Xie Tianji had personally decided to enter. Like Zhao Shenglong, they would wait for the other disciples of different ranks to determine the last ten people before participating in the Lucky Draw battle.

Using this chance, Zhao Mingzhe took the chance to observe the strength of the others.

Indeed, on one of the stage, Zhao Mingzhe saw Zhao Qilin's figure.

What made Zhao Mingzhe feel a little apprehensive was that Zhao Qilin had displayed a very domineering attitude in this round.

Just as Qin Lie shouted that the competition had begun, the longsword in his hand was already unsheathed and he charged forward. The force emitted from Zhao Qilin's longsword locked onto his opponent in the blink of an eye.

In a short moment, over ten rays of cold light flashed in front of Zhao Qilin, causing his opponent to be unable to differentiate between real and fake moves!

In the next moment, this person used the weapon in his hand to block off three blood veins. Apparently, the direction he was blocking off was in the wrong direction.

With a "bang," the injured disciple was hit by Zhao Qilin's palm and flew to the bottom of the stage before he could even react.

The speed of the end of the match was so fast that many people could not even clearly see what Zhao Qilin was doing.

After winning, Zhao Qilin calmly walked down the stage, and waited for his next opponent.

Zhao Mingzhe vaguely felt Zhao Qilin giving him a cold glance. At the same time, Zhao Qilin's master, Jiang Huairen, who had come here with the phrase "to the west to stun the world", also looked in Zhao Mingzhe's direction.

Zhao Mingzhe thought to himself, the speed of Zhao Qilin's attacks and the use of his sword force were definitely much better than his own sword arts. Based on the strength that Zhao Qilin had displayed, it was possible that he would fight in the top ten rankings!

In the competition that followed, Zhao Qilin's momentum was still unstoppable. After winning four more rounds, he successfully stepped into the final ten places.

Other than the time during the third match, when Zhao Qilin met a female cultivator with extremely quick sword skills, he had also wasted a bit of time.

Most importantly, even after Zhao Qilin had fought several rounds in a row, Zhao Mingzhe still could not quite see through his true strength.

Many of the spectators also couldn't see Zhao Qilin's strength, but they all had the same feeling, that a dark horse like Zhao Qilin was about to appear in a strength level competition.

There were even a part of people who felt that Zhao Qilin would be able to turn the tables around and become the number one existence on the Heavenly Ranking!

Gradually, the 10 disciples that participated in the competition for the top 10 were decided. After these 10 people rested for an hour, the competition for the top 10 would finally begin.

In the first round of lot drawing, the one who drew the lot was none other than Zhao Qilin. Those who wanted to see Zhao Qilin continue to fight were a little disappointed.

However, many people had already heard of Zhao Mingzhe's name, at this time, there were also people looking forward to seeing the strength that Zhao Mingzhe had displayed.

Zhao Mingzhe's first opponent was a woman. The woman's body seemed to be a lot stronger than Zhao Mingzhe, the look on her face was as though everyone in the world owed her money.

Originally, out of all the thousand disciples that Celestial Sect had chosen, there were only a very small percentage of female cultivators.

On the contrary, Zhao Mingzhe felt that when Celestial Sect was selecting his disciples, he had deliberately controlled the number of female cultivators he would choose from. As to why he had done this, Zhao Mingzhe had not understood the reason.

From the moment the list of contestants was announced, Zhao Mingzhe knew that this woman was called Hong Chunxia. Before Qin Lie had even announced the start of the match, Hong Chunxia had said coldly:

"Even though you have the advantage of just waiting idly by, you have only stepped into the Power Fusion Stage for a little more than a month. If you want to preserve the honor of being on the Heavenly Ranking, you will need to win every battle. You don't think that these ten people are as useless as Lu Changsheng, do you? If you want me to say that you might as well just admit defeat and prepare for the ranking tournament for the top five. This way, you might even have the chance to get a ranking in the bottom five of the Losers Group! "

Zhao Mingzhe really did not expect the male granny to persuade him to directly admit defeat, his gaze turning slightly cold. Although Zhao Mingzhe did not say anything, he secretly thought in his heart, 'Wiping off the junior? That did not exist!

After exchanging blows, you will definitely know who it is that thinks that the junior has been tricked …