C7 There Are Many Experts

This young man who came from a cultivation family attracted the most attention from Wu Di and the others. It wasn't his identity, but his cultivation. He had already reached the intermediate stage of Qi Refinement at the age of fifteen. It was basically confirmed that he could enter the list of outer sect disciples.

Wu Di was already at the early stage of Qi Refinement. Compared to ordinary martial artists, he could feel the power flowing out from the Martial Cultivator people. The so-called force was not just about momentum. It was also about momentum and spirit power.

As a Martial Cultivator, in the beginning, one had to focus on the cultivation of gravity and spirit. Only when one reached a certain degree would one be able to cultivate qi.

Strength relied on hard training, spirit energy relied on talent. As for Qi training, it was to become the basic foundation of a Martial Cultivator. Wu Di had already reached the early stage of qi training. This only meant that he had the qualifications to enter the Martial Cultivator world, but it did not mean that he would be able to walk smoothly along the path of Martial Cultivator.

Dong... A loud and clear bell sound rang out. The three groups immediately engaged in a life and death struggle.

It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a life and death battle. The people who came here all had endless expectations, hoping to enter the Seven Star Mountain and cultivate. There weren't many opportunities like this, and no one was willing to give up. Therefore, all of them were fighting with their lives on the line.

Wu Di's gaze had always been on the white-clothed youth and the fur-clad youth in the twelfth group. One was in the mid Qi Refinement realm, while the other was already at the peak of the early Qi Refinement realm. The difference between the two of them wasn't big.

The white-clothed youth was holding a treasured sword that was glowing with a green light. Although it looked a bit inferior compared to the sword in the sword cultivator's hand, it could be seen that it was a low-grade magic artifact. In the world of ordinary people, this could be considered a pretty good treasure.

The young man tapped his foot lightly and his body suddenly started to spin in the air. Then, the white figure disappeared. There was only a sword in the air. It drew a green light and pierced towards the chest of the young man in beast skin.

The man was gone. It was impossible. Anyone with a certain level of cultivation could still see the afterimage of the young man in white. His speed was too fast, which was why he had created the illusion that he was gone. Actually, he had been spinning rapidly all this time, and even the treasured sword in his hand had turned into a ray of green light.

He had used his most powerful killing move as soon as he had come up. Such a display of power just happened to show the arrogance of this white-clothed youth.

Wu Di watched carefully. He was a little worried about the young man in beast skin. Unexpectedly, this young man suddenly crossed his arms in front of his chest with both hands. Then, with a roar, a whirlwind suddenly appeared on the stage.

Others might not have seen it clearly, but Wu Di did not know. He seemed to have seen a fierce tiger opening its bloody mouth, trying to swallow the young man in white.

Things happened too quickly. No one had time to care about the other two rings. Their eyes were all attracted by the two people in the third ring.

When the green light arrived in front of the fur-clad youth, it was blocked by an invisible ball of air. The white-clothed youth revealed the treasured sword in his hand and stopped in the air. However, a yellow light shield had appeared around the fur-clad youth. It was precisely this light that blocked the white-clothed youth's attack.

"Ah!" A roar sounded out once again. A powerful momentum directly sent the white-clothed youth flying. He pointed his feet at the ground and flew backwards. However, he stopped at the edge of the arena.

The white-clothed youth was unwilling, and he immediately raised his sword and stabbed again. This time, he directly changed his attack method, and used the advantage of speed to arrive behind the fur-clad youth and prepare to launch a sneak attack.

The youth in beast skin didn't hesitate. He quickly turned around and used his fist to block the opponent's sword. A huge force caused the sword to be unable to move an inch forward, let alone hurt the youth in beast skin.

The fur-clad youth saw that he had an opportunity to take advantage of, so he waved his fists. His fists turned into countless fist shadows that directly attacked the white-clothed youth's chest.

When the white-clothed youth saw this, he also gathered all of his strength onto the sword's body. With just one strike, several sharp blades that seemed to have turned into substance slashed towards the other party. The fist shadows and sword shadows directly clashed, directly counteracting each other. The two of them took a few steps back at the same time, spitting out blood together. It could be seen that the two of them were actually evenly matched.

However, victory and defeat had to be decided here. As for who would be able to stay behind, it would depend on how Yan Angzhi judged them.

They still had to fight, but after a few hundred moves, it was still difficult to determine who would win. However, both of them were injured at the same time.

In order to avoid being unable to participate in the next match, Yan Angzhi finally spoke, "Bai Ze and Mu Lee, both of you have performed well in this match. You have been granted special permission. Go to the side and take some medicine to rest and wait for the next round."

Bai Ze and Mu Lee did not have a clear winner. Both of their eyes revealed a deep look of competition. It could be seen that they were not willing to accept such a decision.

However, since Yan Angzhi was the one in charge, they didn't dare to offend the inner circle disciples since they hadn't joined the Seven Star Sect yet.

In the sixth match, the daughter of the county magistrate, Yu Hong, was among them. The one competing with her was a tall and sturdy young man. Such a combination was like a combination of a beautiful woman and a wild beast. Everyone couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for the little girl.

However, during the competition, it exceeded everyone's expectations. No one knew what method Yu Hong used to actually throw a burly youth who was several times bigger than her into the arena with her bare hands and win the competition.

Seeing these few people with extraordinary strength, Wu Di's originally confident heart began to waver. However, he still wouldn't give up on his original intention. No matter how strong his opponent was, he could only win and not lose.

Soon, it was the seventh match. Wu Di was in the twentieth group, so he went straight to the third arena. The opponent he faced was actually a skinny young man. He didn't have much flesh on his face. He looked like a sickly man who could die at any moment.

Wu Di did not let his guard down just because of his opponent's appearance. He clearly remembered that this man was called Hei Rong, one of the five who had reached the strength of ten bulls.

"Brother Wu, please enlighten me." Hei Rong cupped his hands and bowed to Wu Di. When he smiled, he revealed a mouthful of jagged teeth, giving people a feeling that he was like a deer or a mouse, causing Wu Di to feel uncomfortable.

After the bell rang, Wu Di attacked. Hei Rong was very cunning. He did not fight Wu Di directly from the beginning. Although he was ugly, he was very agile. He could dodge Wu Di's attacks every time. In this way, Wu Di could not gain any advantage.

However, it was impossible to stall for time like this. Just as Wu Di was about to use the Ascending Dragon Tyrant, Hei Rong finally made his move.

This guy suddenly circulated his energy, causing black Qi to rise above his two bodies. It was obvious that it was poisonous gas. Wu Di was working in the herbal garden. For so many years, though he didn't know all the poisons like the back of his hand, he knew exactly what the black gas on Hei Rong's fists was.

This poison was called "Chasing Heart." It was a kind of poison that could be used to refine and nurture a human body. Once the host used this kind of poison to injure someone, the poison could quickly enter a person's heart, causing the poison to attack the heart and instantly enter a state of shock.

Chasing Heart had an antidote. After being poisoned, one could take the antidote within the time for an incense stick to burn, and then one's life would be saved. However, normally, this kind of poison had to be concocted by the user, so it was equivalent to a killing weapon.

Wu Di did not want to die in the arena. He had not achieved his goal, so how could he die just like that? Therefore, he planned to use the first level of the Azure Dragon Divine Fist, the Ascending Dragon Tyrant, to defeat his opponent.

"Hehe, Brother Wu, don't blame me. Once I win, I'll give you the antidote. I promise I won't take your life." The other party revealed a mouthful of messy teeth, and his smile was especially vulgar.

While he was speaking, Hei Rong had already punched out both of his fists. The two streams of black Qi merged into one in an instant. Then, like a rolling snowball, they rolled larger and larger, sweeping towards Wu Di.

At that time, Wu Di had already mustered all of his strength. He roared and punched out as well. In an instant, a powerful force was created on the ground. As it churned, several pieces of the white stone tiles on the ground were scraped up.

Seeing this, everyone held their breaths. This was because it was time for the final battle. It seemed like Wu Di had been corroded by the poisonous gas or Hei Rong had been injured by the fist wind.

When the two fists met, Wu Di's powerful fist wind pierced through the black Qi and rushed towards Hei Rong. Hei Rong was so shocked that his eyes widened. He didn't even have the chance to dodge, and was sent flying out of the arena and fell to the ground.