This old farewell looked very old and very confident, as if he had used some means. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone below heard his voice and buzzed in their ears.
Then, the elder Long Shan began to think of the thirty-five senior disciples who had gone down the mountain to practice.
"Persistence in mind, persistence in mind, persistence in declaration..."
Along with the voice of Master Long Shan, disciples came out one by one from the crowd below. What I didn't expect was that there were several pretty female disciples among them. They were so heroic. Some were holding swords, and some were carrying whisks.
When Gu Haoran saw these female disciples, he was a little surprised and said: "No, why does your Maoshan Sect still have female disciples?"
"Isn't this normal? Don't you have any female disciples in the Shangqing Palace?" the sloppy Taoist priest asked.
"Really not, you old man from Yishuier." Gu Haoran said with some disappointment.
"Brother Gu, don't look around, or I'll snitch on you in front of Hua Mengci." The sloppy Taoist priest chuckled.
"Oh, you brat, you're going to have a martial arts competition in a while. You're not honest. Why are you mentioning her all the time?" When he said this, Brother Gu's face turned a little red.
It seems that he is really longing for the senior sister from the Yin and Yang lineage of Zouma. He has to find an opportunity to meet Hua Mengci and let Brother Gu deepen his relationship with her.
While we were talking here, Elder Longshan suddenly read the name of the sloppy Taoist priest.
But when I saw the sloppy Taoist priest, he quickly straightened his clothes, turned to look at us, and walked straight to the front of the high platform.
"Come on Ronaldinho, don't be afraid, the brothers are watching you below." Brother Gu waved his hand.
"Brother Luo, if you win, I'll treat you to a drink." Kasang also said excitedly.
"Lao Luo, give your brothers some face!" I also shouted.
Yuankong didn't say anything. He just put his hands together and started chanting sutras again. He didn't know if he was praying for the sloppy Taoist priest.
Not long after, a crowd of people stood in front of Elder Longshan.
These people are not very old, the youngest is about twenty years old, and the oldest is more than thirty years old. Among them are three female disciples, all of them are very beautiful.
Master Long Shan glanced at these young disciples, smiled slightly, and put away the roster. He took two steps back and forth in front of these young disciples, and suddenly said loudly: "You are all the best among the younger generation of disciples. , Thirty-five people are present today. Before the competition, Pindao has a few words to say. You are all brothers in the same sect and worship the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty. When you do it, you must be measured. Remember to click until the end. If the opponent's life is harmed, the offender will be disqualified from the competition. In serious cases, he will be expelled from the master and will never set foot in the Maoshan Sect. Secondly, during the competition, you can use various magic means unlimitedly, as long as you can To defeat the opponent, you can do anything you can. No matter whether you learned the skills from Maoshan Sect or from outside, you can use them all. But there is one thing. If anyone dares to use evil and evil methods that harm others, Anyone who violates the taboos of the Maoshan Sect will be expelled from the sect, and severe cases will be dealt with according to the sect rules. Have you heard this?!"
"I sincerely follow the teachings of my master, and I will keep them in mind!" the group of young disciples said in unison.
"Okay, now I announce that for the sake of fairness, we will choose our opponents by drawing lots. A box will be brought out in a while. There are a lot of papers in it, all with numbers. After you get the numbers, look for your opponent's The method is, one against two, three against four, and so on. Since there are a total of thirty-five disciples participating in the competition, if you catch the number thirty-five, you can directly advance to the next competition."
After saying this, Master Long Shan waved his hand and said, "Let's get started."
With an order, the gong sounded again, and soon a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a blue robe came forward with a box in his arms.
Afterwards, those sloppy Taoist priests and his brothers all lined up to draw lots from the box.
Soon, the sloppy Taoist priest grabbed a piece of paper and walked down one side.
A few minutes later, the young Taoist priests each held a piece of paper in their hands.
Master Long Shan, who was sitting on the high platform, stood up again and asked loudly: "Who is the thirty-fifth?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young female Taoist nun raised her hand and said, "Disciple Chi Rong of Xiu Nu Peak."
"Okay, you don't have to compete anymore, just wait aside." Master Long Shan waved his hand.
When this female disciple came forward, there was a burst of sighs from the audience.
Good guy, I dodged a disaster as soon as I came up. It's really good luck. I'm still a little depressed. It seems that the sloppy Taoist priest is not so lucky. He can advance directly without competing.
This way, things are much simpler.
A total of 17 pairs of disciples competed, and there were four arenas in the square.
In other words, eight people can compete at the same time, and compete four times in a row. In the end, there is only one pair left, and they have to wait until the four matches are completed before they can play.
Then, Master Long Shan glanced at the disciples below again, and said solemnly: "Eight disciples from one to eight, please each enter the ring."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young disciples with seniority showed off their skills and jumped towards the ring one after another.
The first person to enter the ring was a Taoist priest who was about thirty years old. With a little tip of his toes, he stood up from the ground, jumped four or five meters high, and gently fell to the ring. Those who saw this scene, Many people clapped their hands and applauded.
The eight people quickly stood on the ring, and with the sound of a gong, they each began to fight against each other.
At this moment, the sloppy Taoist priest walked straight towards us, looking unhappy.
"Why are you here with us if you don't want to compete?" Gu Haoran asked.
"Look, I caught thirty-four. I guess I have to wait until dark before we can compete. Some people have to wait." The sloppy Taoist priest said depressedly.
"It's okay, good things come in a long way. Let's take advantage of this period to study these people on the stage. Maybe there will be your opponents among these people in the future. As the saying goes, know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be in danger in a hundred battles. We have thoroughly studied your opponents. We really want to Find a way to deal with him." I smiled slightly.
"As expected of Wu Laoliu, he likes to play dirty, but I like it very much." The sloppy Taoist priest patted my shoulder.
As we speak, the competition on the ring has already begun.
Most of the Maoshan disciples used swords. At first, they were all very vigilant when striking with both hands, trying to test the opponent. After a while, the fighting became more and more intense, and the sound of the collision of magic weapons was endless.
Just as we were watching with gusto, suddenly, a scream came from the direction of the first arena.
