Mortal Cultivation

128 Ziyu And Plant Power [I]

The moon went down to the west, and the sun rose to the east.

The light spots of spiritual power in the whole house gradually disappeared, and Wang Wei slowly woke up from the practice.

Compared with a year ago, the light spots of heaven, earth, and spiritual power that Wang Wei condensed during his cultivation were obviously much larger, but the area where the spiritual power light spots spread was obviously smaller. This made Zhang Fei less likely to be discovered by others when he was cultivating.

This was a courtyard house in the woods. The environment was quiet, with a small bridge in front of the door and flowing water, a forest of purple bamboos in the backyard, and orchards on both sides.

At this time, it was early spring, and many fruit trees were in full bloom. Accompanied by wisps of morning mist, it was like a fairyland on earth.

This happy place was the temporary residence of Bu Wenle and his party of six. It could be said that Director Wang was very attentive and knew the relationship between Bu Wenle and the grandelder. Therefore, the arrangement was very good, and a lot of effort was put into the accommodation and dining.

But today there were only four men left in the small courtyard, so it was obviously a lot deserted.

After having breakfast, Bu Wenle said: “Today is the day of the wood division competition. There are 248 people who signed up for the wood division, and the competition is still going on for three days.”

After finishing speaking, Bu Wenle took out a stack of registration forms and said to Fatty. “Ziyu, this is the information of the wood system applicants that I copied. There are more than a dozen contestants in the early stage of the third level. I’m afraid the wood-based game is not very easy to compete in.”

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Wang Wei, Lu Wenfeng, and Fatty were all shocked when they heard it. They didn’t expect that there were so many third-level powerhouses in the wood system. The fire and water elements that have competed before were only a few third-level powerhouses.

Fatty took the application form, and saw that among the many applicants, more than a dozen applicants with third-level cultivation were all ticked out by Bu Wenle. These people’s names, genders, ages, cultivation bases and other basic information were marked on them.

Bu Wenle and continued: “Ziyu, please remember the names and attributes of these people. Especially their attack attributes. Among these people, the attributes of control, agility and support are all available. If When encountering these people during the game, be sure to determine their attributes and attack accordingly.”

While flipping through the information of these people, Ziyu nodded to show his understanding.

The arena was still very lively today, and there were three or four thousand people in the stands. But what was different from usual was that the people in the stands today were mainly wooden students.

Because the spiritual power of wood-type students was very rich in life breath, the breath of life in today’s arena was very strong, making people feel very comfortable.

Under the encouragement of everyone, Ziyu went to the competition venue to report alone.

There are 248 students participating in the wood competition today. It was similar to the fire department, but this was not to say that the number of students in the water and fire departments was almost the same, but because there were too many experts in the wood department, so that students with a slightly inferior cultivation base dare not sign up.

There were only a dozen or so students in Zhongguang, who were under the age of 14, who have reached the third-level cultivation, but not all students with the third-level cultivation have signed up for the competition, and some students majoring in recovery magic have not signed up. These people didn’t look at the high cultivation base, but when it came to testing the force, they were only cannon fodder.

At the same time, among the students who reached the third-level cultivation base but did not sign up, there were also some children sent by big families. They didn’t reveal themselves too much in front of the world, they just grew up secretly to accumulate strength for the family.

Moreover, these people did not care whether they can enter the Xuanbing Palace, and there were many ways to speed up their cultivation in their families. Or medicinal pills, or exercises, but they were kept secret from the outside world.

Just like Lu Wenfeng, judging from the level of his cultivation and the time he spent in the Xuanbing branch, it was impossible to rank among the best. Bu Wenle initially wondered whether he could increase his cultivation because of some secret medicine in the family, but these things were not easy to ask.

After the simple opening ceremony, the arena was still divided into 20 competition areas. There would be 6-7 games in each competition area.

After the examiner announced the order of the competition, Fatty was delighted to find that he was the first to appear. In terms of Fatty’s character, being able to be the first to appear on the field, and then resting after the fight, made Fatty extremely refreshing.

At the beginning of the competition, a slender beauty, who was half a head taller than Bu Yueyue, was on stage with Fatty. Ziyu followed the beauty into the ring.

The beautiful girl was wearing the school uniform of Xuanbing Academy. The silver-white brocade school uniform was rusted with ice-blue Xuanbing bird pattern, which contrasted with the long ice-blue shawl and long hair behind her, which was very beautiful.

Ziyu followed behind the beauty, staring at her icy blue hair fluttering behind her, lining her graceful figure, it was a perfect combination. Ziyu almost couldn’t control his hand, so he wanted to go up and touch her.

Just as Ziyu followed behind the beauty like a pug, the beauty suddenly stopped. Ziyu almost collided with the beautiful girl, who was obviously also startled.

“Why did you come here with me? Your position is on the other side.” The beauty looked at Ziyu so stupidly, raised her eyebrows, and thought to herself: This little fat man was too nervous for the first time or because of a problem with his head?

Zhang Fei and Lu Wenfeng were both laughing and twitching in the stands, both of them were thinking about what would happen to Fatty if Bu Yueyue saw it.

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