It's just a simulation game, how did the fairy become real?

This is a regular selection competition held every five years.

[The fact that it attracted so many Golden Core cultivators to come and watch was something the Enforcement Elder hadn't expected.]

[And as time went on, the number of onlookers continued to increase.]

At this rate, the final might be over before it even begins.

[There was no other way; the enforcement elder had to lead the enforcement team to order the spectators to retreat. At the same time, they set up a tree-lined viewing array to ensure they could still see the match.]

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"These kids are acting like madmen. I really don't know what's so interesting about two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators fighting?"

The captain of the enforcement team looked down at the huge crowd and couldn't help but complain.

These are areas that their enforcement team has just reassigned. There are seven or eight similar places, and the number of personnel arriving at each one is increasing rapidly.

The enforcement elders have already issued a decree to lift restrictions on the competition area.

Even cultivators with slightly weaker strength can set up their own imaging arrays to spy on the situation here.

He didn't know why these people kept flocking here.

"Battles in the Foundation Establishment stage may not be that exciting, but the opportunity to witness firsthand the brutal beating of an elder's personal disciple is rare for everyone."

The captain of the second enforcement team walked over at some point.

"Beat him up?"

It's still uncertain who will fight whom.

Didn't you see that kid named Zhang Yang? He's already past his prime.

The team captain glanced at the opponent; from beginning to end, he didn't think Zhang Yang could win the championship.

The fighting prowess displayed by the two along the way was on a completely different level.

As a direct disciple, Bai Fan crushed almost all the opponents he encountered along the way.

Zhang Yang not only needs to pester them, but also needs to try again and again to find an opportunity amidst the difficulties.

Even Bai Fan's opponents, on paper, were stronger than Zhang Yang's opponents.

With such a disparity in strength, how could Zhang Yang possibly turn the tide and win?

The difference between a personal disciple and an inner disciple goes far beyond just the title.

"Since you think so highly of Bai Fan, how about we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

"Let's bet on who wins and who loses. I'll bet on Zhang Yang, and you bet on Bai Fan."

I have the location of a severely wounded evil dragon, at the Nascent Soul stage. Let's go and kill it together.

Whoever wins will take the evil dragon's inner core, and all other materials will be divided equally.

how is it? "

Upon hearing this, the First Captain immediately became interested.

Both of them have already reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and if they want to advance further, they can almost only rely on themselves.

The dragon's inner core was of some help to both of them.

Even if they don't get the inner core, the other materials on the dragon are still incredibly valuable. As long as they can kill the dragon, this trip will be profitable no matter how you look at it.

"Okay, it's up to you!"

Similar betting schemes were commonplace in the surrounding spectator areas.

The white sail represents a height that many people cannot reach.

Zhang Yang is a challenger who climbed up from the bottom.

His ability to reach the finals despite his humble origins as a laborer is a testament to his talent.

But it is precisely because of this background that many disciples from equally ordinary backgrounds seem to see their own reflection in Zhang Yang.

You have no idea how many bets you've been involved in.

Right now, you're doing everything you can to recover.

This selection competition not only tests an individual's peak ability, but also whether each person can recover from continuous battles.

[Recovery ability is also within the scope of the test.]

But anyone with even a modicum of insight can see that clearly.

The situations you two face are completely different.

Bai Fan held a high position. Although the people he faced were much stronger, they were usually subject to the authority of the elders of the Pill Hall.

Those people didn't dare to go all out when facing Bai Fan.

Even though every battle was dazzling and looked incredibly fierce.

However, anyone with even a modicum of skill could see that their matches were nothing more than a performance.

[It looks extremely dangerous, but it's actually perfectly safe. The ones who will suffer the most damage are probably just the spiritual energy accumulated within both sides.]

However, Zhang Yang's situation is different.

He was merely a body cultivator, and the techniques he could use were fewer than those of his fellow disciples.

Furthermore, he lacked a powerful backer like an elder; his master was merely a late-stage Golden Core cultivator named Xuanmingzi, who only knew how to research cultivation techniques.

Everyone facing Zhang Yang will give it their all, going all out to defeat him and qualify for the next stage.

However, judging from their apparent strength, Zhang Yang is indeed easier to defeat than the others, since it's not easy for body cultivators to recover after a series of fierce battles.

Your fighting style didn't seem particularly flashy.

But the dangers involved are far greater than those of any other battle.

Even in every fight you participate in, the referee will be there for you from the very beginning.

But the resilience you've shown has truly astonished many.

Every battle you fought was incredibly difficult, but you were always the ultimate victor.

Even if you look terrible, no one thinks you'll crumble at the slightest touch.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Bai Fan walked step by step towards you.

"This is a pill I got from my master. It should be able to quickly replenish the deficiencies in your body."

I hope you can fight me in perfect condition.

I don't want my opponent to be worn down before I can win.

Bai Fan was also well aware of the problems between them. Zhang Yang's advancement was entirely due to his own efforts.

Although those who were blocking him had little to do with Bai Fan, he knew that his identity and status were enough to make those people curry favor with him.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll use this pill and beat you?"

Zhang Yang did not take the pill immediately, but instead looked up at Bai Fan.

This is the first time I've ever seen someone send medicine to their opponent.

What I fear is winning unfairly.

Whether I win this selection competition or not, it will not affect my entry into the Golden Core stage.

But if I win the game while you're not at your peak, it's not a good thing for me.

"Don't worry about taking the medicine. I can apply to extend your recovery time."

Zhang Yang took the pills and opened the bottle. The moment he did, he knew that this medicine was not something his master could easily obtain.

At first, he only tried one pill, but after experiencing the effects of the medicine, he swallowed the entire bottle of pills.

Then he opened his palm and reached out to Bai Fan.

"what do you mean?"

"Is the medicine not strong enough? Do you have more?"

Bai Fan was stunned when he heard this. This was made by the elder of the Pill Hall, who was also his master.

Such a bottle of pills requires a considerable amount of contribution to obtain.

The quality goes without saying, and the medicinal effects are also more potent.

Even he didn't dare to eat too much.

But Zhang Yang, standing before him, not only swallowed the entire bottle of pills, but even told him it wasn't enough.

"This stuff is very nutritious; if you eat too much, I'm afraid you'll explode and die."

That's not something you need to worry about.

If you still have any, take them out.

Zhang Yang smiled. Given his body's capacity, this bottle of pills was indeed a bit too little.

When he survived the tribulation of lightning, the pills thrown down by the elders were far more potent than this bottle.

Bai Fan hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, then took out two bottles of pills.

"That's all I have. There's nothing I can do if it's not enough."

Zhang Yang just smiled, took the bottle of pills, and poured them into his mouth like he was eating candy.

This scene left everyone watching speechless.

"If I'm not mistaken, the bottle of pills Bai Fan gave me could easily be exchanged for a magical artifact?"

"If you use it sparingly and save it, you can exchange it for a lot of good things."

"He just eats like that, isn't he afraid of killing himself? Are all body cultivators this fierce?"

"I don't know. I did make friends with a few body cultivators during previous missions, but I've never seen anyone like him. Not only is he fierce in battle, but he can also take drugs so heavily."

Some people were amazed by Zhang Yang's special physique, while others secretly cursed him for not knowing what was good and wasting something good.

But consuming three bottles of pills in succession still gave them quite a shock.