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With such a result, Ye Cheng and Li Jinzhi did not react, but Elder Bai and Du Si's expressions did not look good.

The two of them looked at each other and then at the manservant. Elder Bai frowned and asked reproachfully, "Why have I never heard of a fellow disciple drawing the same number before?"

The manservant obviously knew that things were not good. His eyes flickered a few times, and he said vaguely, "Elder Bai, it's not like you don't know that other than the 100 lots for your disciples in the Elder's Seat, there are 700 lots for ordinary inner sect disciples. With 800 lots for 400 numbers, how rare is the chance of a fellow disciple drawing the same number? It's normal that Elder Bai has not seen it before."

Elder Bai choked and glared at him. "No, I want my disciple to change the lot."

Elder Li crossed his arms and watched the show. When he heard this, he rolled his eyes and reached out to press Elder Bai's shoulder. He said with a smile, "Hey, don't scare the manservant. How about this? My disciple's lot and one of your disciples' lots will be exchanged. When the time comes, my disciple will compare notes with your disciple's lot. In the future, you will be convinced by me."

When Elder Bai heard this, his eyes widened and he was about to fly into a rage again, but Du Si held him back. Du Si's lips moved slightly as she transmitted a few words. Elder Bai's expression changed uncertainly twice, then he smiled and said, "That's great. Then I'll thank you on behalf of my two traitorous disciples."

Li Jinzhi glanced at the tall and sturdy man behind Elder Li and said, "Then I thank Elder Li for your help." After saying this, he walked in front of the tall and sturdy man and handed over the bamboo stick to exchange with him.

The burly man handed over the lot in his hand expressionlessly, but his eyes were fixed on Ye Cheng behind the burly man, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He was just a Foundation Establishment disciple.

Li Jinzhi glanced at the number '100' engraved on the bamboo stick in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and sent a telepathic message to Ye Cheng. "You're only at the Foundation Establishment stage now, but the other party is at the Golden Elixir stage. You must be careful."

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked back at the burly man. A hint of sternness flashed through his eyes. He replied, "Jingzhi, have you forgotten that although I am only at the Foundation Establishment stage, I only spread Yuanying into my veins. Although my cultivation is damaged, my strength is still there. Of course, it won't be a problem."

Li Jinzhi nodded slightly. He naturally understood Ye Cheng's situation. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let him go up against a Golden Elixir. However, it was unknown what kind of opponent the bamboo stick in his hand would encounter. If Ye Cheng could defeat his opponent, he naturally wouldn't let him take the risk.

After the drawing of lots was completed, the competition officially began. Because this round was equivalent to an audition, the level of the participating disciples was different, so the competition progressed quite quickly. After almost half an hour, it was Ye Cheng's and the burly man's turn.

Li Jinzhi looked at Ye Cheng on the stage and pursed his lips without saying a word. The burly man shouted loudly and made a seal with one hand. A yellow light curtain flew out from his fingertips and enveloped his whole body. It was his body protection spirit light. The light flashed and two giant hammers appeared out of thin air. The burly man suddenly exerted force and threw the two hammers with a shout.

The two giant hammers turned into two meteors with rolling heat waves and fiercely smashed towards Ye Cheng. Looking at this posture, it seemed that he wanted to crush his Foundation Establishment opponent into meat paste.

Ye Cheng's speed was naturally not slow. Just as the burly man stretched out his hand and made a seal, a cloud of icy white mist came out of his mouth. As soon as the mist came out, the air on the high platform seemed to stagnate and slightly distorted with a hint of anxiety.

Ye Cheng's hand gesture changed and he waved his sleeves in the air again. The mist multiplied from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, and from a hundred to a thousand. It rapidly expanded and soon enveloped half of the stage.

At this moment, the two meteor hammers were already smashing towards him aggressively. With two "puff" sounds, the seemingly ferocious hammers seemed to have smashed into two balls of cotton. Their figures appeared in the fog, struggling desperately but unable to move an inch forward.

Ye Cheng stood in the mist, and his face was hazy, making it difficult to see clearly. However, the scorching heat emitted by the mist couldn't be ignored.

It was obviously an icy white mist with a cold light, but what it emitted was suffocating heat.

Seeing this, the burly man couldn't help but change his expression. He tried to summon the treasure twice with his Divine Thought, but it ended in failure. He was shocked. The Fire Beacon Meteor Hammer was his natal magic weapon. As long as his Divine Soul was still there, he could freely summon his natal magic weapon.

This kind of loss of control had never happened since he entered the Golden Elixir period.

Li Jinzhi saw Ye Cheng looking at him in the white mist. The emotion in his dark red pupils was clearly complacent, as if a victorious rooster was seeking praise from its owner.

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The burly man released two more treasures of his sect in succession. As expected, they were both controlled by the white mist. The two giant hammers that were controlled before were covered with white ice beads, and their aura was dim. It seemed that they had lost their spirituality.

The natal magic weapon that was connected to the mind was very different from other magic weapons. As the owner, the burly man naturally wouldn't be any better at this time.

The moment the mist controlled the giant hammers, the disciples in the audience burst into an uproar.

"Heavens, Senior Brother Tu's natal magic weapon is famous for its great strength. Many Golden Elixir cultivators have been defeated by it." A disciple's face was full of disbelief.

"It was actually intercepted by a Foundation Establishment disciple."

"It seems that it has been completely restricted. What kind of cultivation method is this?"

"Who is this person?"

Sitting on the main seat of the high platform, the old man who was resting with his eyes narrowed suddenly heard the disciples' discussion. He opened his eyes and took a look. When he saw this scene, he was stunned and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Extreme Yang Ice Spirit Root?

Tsk tsk, it's rare. "

In the stands, Elder Li's expression was very bad, while Elder Bai stood to the side with his hands behind his back with a complacent expression. If one looked carefully, they would be able to see that deep within Elder Bai's eyes, there was a trace of worry and suspicion.

Extreme Yang Ice Spirit Root?

The burly man quickly admitted defeat because his spiritual energy and treasures couldn't penetrate the ice mist, and his natal magic weapon had been damaged. It was futile to continue wasting time.

After winning, Ye Cheng drew another bamboo stick from the side of the ring, he flew back to the stands and stared at Li Jinzhi without saying a word.

Li Jinzhi pursed his lips and looked at the other party's eyes. He clenched his fist and transmitted his voice, "Very good."

When Ye Cheng heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, then he turned his head and continued to watch the competition with a serious face.

The competition was carried out group by group. Because the Foundation Establishment cultivators and Golden Elixir cultivators were competing together, although it was unfair, the competition was very fast. After a few minutes, it was Li Jinzhi's turn.

His opponent flew to the ring with him. It was a delicate woman wearing a light yellow palace dress.