The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Meng Wan only felt a huge pressure coming towards her, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She tried her best to dodge, but found that her body seemed to be imprisoned and she couldn't move at all.

At this moment, Qingyi's palm wind accurately hit Meng Wan's chest.

Meng Wan only felt a sharp pain, as if all the bones in her body were shattered.

She gritted her teeth, and her body turned into a ball of blood mist and disappeared.

Seeing this, Qingyi smiled slightly and shook her head.

She suddenly stretched out her right hand and reached towards some seemingly empty space.

"Buzz!"

The space fluctuated, and a ball of blood mist appeared out of thin air, condensing into the figure of Meng Wan in Qingyi's hand.

Meng Wan's face was pale, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

She knew that she had already lost.

Qingyi looked at her with interest and said, "You lasted four moves before you were defeated. You are pretty good."

Qingyi's voice echoed on the martial arts stage.

Meng Wan smiled bitterly, "Disciple Meng Wan, thank you for showing mercy, Master."

After Meng Wan walked down from the martial arts stage, Qingyi looked around at everyone, her eyes as sharp as a knife.

"Who else wants to challenge?"

The audience was silent.

Meng Wan’s performance just now shocked everyone and also dampened the enthusiasm of most people for the challenge.

"It seems that you are very aware of your own strength."

The corners of Qingyi's mouth curled up in a smile, "As a powerful incarnation, it is indeed a bit of a bully for me to fight one-on-one with you.

How about this, you can form teams freely, with no limit on the number of people, and take the next class together.

As I said, whoever beats me can become my disciple. "

These words were like dropping a huge rock into a calm lake, causing huge waves.

The crowd was in an uproar, with whispers rising and falling.

"Come together? I think even if all of us put together, we are still no match for our mentor..."

"Yeah, I really don't know what the point of such a battle is..."

Doubts continued to be raised. They had already seen Qingyi's strength.

Even if we fight together, our chances of winning are slim.

"What? Don't you dare?"

Qingyi raised her eyebrows, with a hint of provocation in her tone, "You useless idiot who doesn't even have the courage to challenge, get out of Tiandaoyuan as soon as possible."

This method of provoking is undoubtedly effective for these arrogant students.

The fire of unwillingness to admit defeat burned brightly in their eyes.

"Who said we don't dare? Let's go together!"

Someone took the lead and shouted.

"That's right! Let's go together. I don't believe we can't defeat her!"

Echoes came and went.

“Very energetic.”

Qingyi smiled, "That's all for today's teaching. I look forward to your performance in the next class."

After saying this, Qingyi's figure disappeared from the spot.

After the instructor left, everyone's enthusiasm remained high, and the air was filled with a complex emotion of reluctance, excitement, and eagerness to try.

They spontaneously formed teams and discussed countermeasures with each other.

Some people suggested using formations, some suggested using a combined attack, and some suggested using a war of attrition to find Qingyi's weakness.

A young man in green, with a haughty look on his face, walked straight towards Meng Wan in the corner. He bowed and said, "I am Xu Tianming, a sword cultivator. I just forced Master Qingyi to use her third move, so I am somewhat famous.

Fellow Daoist Meng, your strength is obvious to all. Would you like to team up with me? If we join forces, we will definitely become the strongest team."

Xu Tianming's voice was quite loud, attracting the attention of many people around him.

Before Meng Wan could respond, another voice came, with a hint of coldness.

"Heh, Xu Tianming, who do you think you are? You dare to be the strongest team?
Fellow Daoist Meng, I am Xia Zhou, and I am also a blood cultivator. I believe that the cooperation between us can bring out the powerful combat power of blood cultivators."

"What's so wonderful about the cooperation between blood cultivators? I think Sister Meng should team up with formation cultivators like me."

For a while, Meng Wan was surrounded by a lot of people, and many people wanted to team up with her.

Meng Wan listened quietly, with a faint smile on her face all the time.

"I appreciate your kindness. This matter is of great importance, so I need to give it some careful consideration."

When everyone saw that Meng Wan did not directly refuse, they all showed joy and gave their names, looking forward to Meng Wan joining.

In the martial arts training ground, the monks formed groups of three or five and each formed a team.

There was a team of 20 to 30 people, preparing to practice the art of combined attack;
There was a team of more than a dozen people, planning to make a breakthrough in the formation;

Some people were inspired by Meng Wan and simply did research on the art of escape.

Various discussions and shouts came one after another, making it very lively.

Meng Wan did not participate in the discussion, nor did she join any team. She just stood there quietly.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then she took out her badge and sent a message to Senior Brother Qi.

Senior Brother Qi once defeated a powerful being in the Spirit Transformation Stage with his Nascent Soul stage.

She really wanted to know how the other party did it, and how terrifying the combat power of a Divine Transformation cultivator was.

Soon, a faint light began to flicker on the badge.

Meng Wan opened her eyes, probed her spiritual sense into them, and read the reply from Qi Yunxiao.

"Challenging a powerful spirit with a Jindan cultivation? Junior Sister Meng, your idea is a bit bold."

Qi Yunxiao's voice, with a hint of smile, echoed in Meng Wan's mind.

"Even if the opponent suppresses his cultivation to the Golden Core Stage, his eyesight, spirit, and experience are still at the level of the Spiritual Transformation Stage. You have no chance of winning."

Meng Wan frowned slightly and asked, "Brother, what is the difference between Yuanying and Huashen compared to Jindan?"

“The Nascent Soul stage is when one condenses one’s own energy into an infant, which is equivalent to having a whole new power.

The Spiritual Transformation Stage is to fuse the Nascent Soul with the Spiritual Soul to achieve the state of unity of the Spiritual Soul. "

Qi Yunxiao patiently explained, "The consciousness of the Divine Transformation cultivators is extremely powerful. They can easily see through your illusions. The methods you are so proud of are useless in front of them."

Meng Wan thought of mentor Qingyi's unfathomable strength, and felt a little powerless.

She thought for a moment and told Qi Yunxiao the content of the mentor's test.

"In fact, as soon as you asked, I guessed it. In the entire lower house, only Teacher Qingyi is so... original."

Qi Yunxiao said with a smile.

"Brother, is there any way to win?"

"It's difficult, very difficult, too difficult."

Qi Yunxiao was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Unless... the other party suppresses his cultivation to the first level of foundation building, you may still have a chance to win.

But, Junior Sister, you don’t have to be discouraged.”

Fearing that Meng Wan would become depressed, Qi Yunxiao explained, "Teacher Qingyi said this to force you students to give your all.

If there are students who perform well, they don't have to defeat her to be accepted as her disciple.

Senior brother, let me ask you, how many moves did you survive under Master Qingyi's hands?"

"Three moves, defeated by the fourth move."

Meng Wan answered truthfully, with a hint of regret in her tone.

Hearing this answer, Qi Yunxiao on the other side was obviously stunned for a moment, and then laughed softly. (End of this chapter)