"Dear disciples of the Black Tiger Gang, today is the annual grand event of the Black Tiger Gang, and you are the cornerstone of the Black Tiger Gang. Because of you, the Black Tiger Gang can stand firm. You are all the best monks. I also hope that you can show your best to participate in this competition, now, the competition begins!"
The elder in charge of the outer sect did not have a long speech. He just said a few words and then ended. Then some elders in the gang started to call out numbers. Everyone whose number was called would immediately start competing.
Those outer sect disciples who were called were all assigned to a relatively large stone platform. This stone platform was used for competition. However, they could not stand on the stone platform but fly in mid-air to compete. But you can't fly away from the stone platform, otherwise you will be judged to lose.
Zhao Hai really has no interest in the competition between the outer disciples. Among these outer disciples, only a certain number of them will gain some power of faith because of their adventures, and those powers of faith are very powerful. Few, which greatly restricts the development of these outer disciples. Their strength is not much different from the masters in the tribulation and distraction stages in the monk world, but their magical weapons are better.
Zhao Hai looked at it for a while and then completely lost interest. He sat there and kept studying the jade slip of the formation map given to him by Zhang Hao in his mind.
There are many magic formations in this jade slip, and just as Zhao Hai thought before, the development of magic formations here in the cultivation world is more advanced than that in the monk world, and the power of the magic formations is also greater.
And Zhao Hai can now turn these magic formations into three-dimensional magic formations, so Zhao Hai simply uses this period of time to study those magic formations carefully, which is much better than watching those people compete in boredom.
The outer disciples of the Black Tiger Gang are also divided into groups. Many people in a group will sit together and discuss the victory or defeat of their own group of warriors. Compared with those who form groups, Zhao Hai is surrounded by It seemed very deserted because there was no one he knew here. There is no one who knows him, only some people around him will look at him curiously, and others. No one pays attention to him anymore.
The competition between outer disciples is time-limited and cannot exceed one hour at most. If there is no winner within an hour, the referee will decide the winner between the two.
But all competitions among outer disciples usually end within an hour. Because these outer disciples don’t dare to put their money on those referees. Those referees are just some elders in the gang who have no real power. If the outer disciples give those guys some benefits, they will obviously win, and But the referee has to decide that the opponent wins. Isn't that a big disadvantage?
It is precisely because of this that competitions between outer disciples are usually very fast, and most of them will not take more than a quarter of an hour to determine the winner, even if the fight lasts a little longer. We will not wait for an hour, and we guarantee that the battle will be over within an hour, and the outcome will be clear at a glance.
Therefore, the speed of the competition is still very fast. A group of competitions will pass in a short time, and then the next group will start immediately, and Zhao Hai's competition happens to be waiting for the fifth group.
When the referee called out Zhao Hai's number, Zhao Hai immediately stood up and appeared on the stone platform as soon as he arrived. Immediately, a monk flew up. This monk looked to be about twenty years old. He was very handsome and wore a white monk's uniform. It really feels like a jade tree facing the wind.
But Zhao Hai was wearing a black monk's uniform. In addition to his ordinary appearance, he also deliberately restrained his aura, so he looked very ordinary and unremarkable. When the two of them stood together, they really looked like a bright moon and a firefly. Of course, the opponent is Haoyue, and Zhao Hai is Firefly.
The monk glanced at Zhao Hai, with a look of contempt flashing in his eyes, and snorted coldly: "Junior brother, if you admit defeat, I will let you go and won't hurt you. What do you think?"
Zhao Hai looked at the man with interest. He recognized him. The good guy seemed to have good strength. According to what was said in the monk area, he was a strong man in the distraction stage, and he was also a relatively high-level one. According to what was said in the cultivation world, To put it bluntly, this is a monk in the God Refining Stage, but he will soon be upgraded to the Foundation Establishment Stage. Such a person can indeed be regarded as a little master among the outer disciples.
Zhao Hai smiled slightly at the white-clothed monk and said: "Brother, the competition is to test a monk's cultivation level. The outcome is not that important. Since I am here to participate in this competition, it will always be a competition. Just ask senior brother to take action."
When the monk heard what Zhao Hai said, he couldn't help but coldly snorted: "Funny words, you don't know your own abilities!" After saying that, he waved his hand, and a fan appeared in his hand, and then he pinched the magic formula with his hand, and sighed He said in a voice: "Scout!" After saying that, he swung his fan forward fiercely, and a series of cyan wind blades came directly towards Zhao Hai.
Although this is just a very ordinary looking wind blade, the speed of this wind blade is extremely fast, and the wind blade is so green and shiny that it has become an entity. Such an attack is definitely not what ordinary wind blades can do. Compared to.
Zhao Hai moved and flew into the air. At the same time, he waved his hand and thousands of flying swords appeared around him. In an instant, a starry sword formation appeared around Zhao Hai.
This time, the Ever-Changing Stars Sword Formation used by Zhao Hai was not a three-dimensional sword formation, nor did it incorporate the power of faith, and there were only a thousand of them. But even so, his Ever-Changing Stars Sword Formation was already very powerful. .
Just when Zhao Hai's sword array was set up, he felt a gust of wind coming. He turned around and found that it was the wind blades that had just attacked him. , had already turned a corner and was attacking him again, and the speed was extremely fast.
But now that Zhao Hai's sword formation was completed, he no longer had to worry about anything. As soon as those wind blades entered the range of the sword formation, they were stopped by flying swords. After a few clanging sounds, those wind blades were all stopped. It was blocked by the flying sword.
But those wind blades did not stop because of this, and attacked Zhao Hai in a roundabout way. These wind blades were able to track them.
It's a pity that Zhao Hai's ever-changing star sword formation is not a vegetarian. Those wind blades have no way to break through Zhao Hai's sword formation. At this time, the white-clothed monk also reacted. He glanced at Zhao Hai, snorted coldly, waved the fan in his hand, and more wind blades flew out from the fan and went straight to attack Zhao Hai.
The magic weapon used by the monk in white is called the flow fan. It is a very powerful magic weapon. The flow fan can continuously launch wind blades that are like entities. These wind blades are very fast and have strong attack power. , and can automatically track targets without the control of his spiritual consciousness. It is a very powerful magic weapon among low-level monks. It was precisely because of the fan that the monk in white was so arrogant.
Zhao Hai has already tried it. The first blow of the wind blade fired from the fan is equivalent to a casual blow from a strong man in the distraction stage. It is extremely powerful.
However, Zhao Hai didn't take it to heart. An attack like this was of no use to him. He was already controlling the power of the flying sword. If the power of the flying sword was fully activated, the white-clothed monk would have been defeated long ago. .
The monk in white attacked Zhao Hai dozens of times, and there were already hundreds of wind blades surrounding Zhao Hai, but he still couldn't break through Zhao Hai's sword array, and more than twenty minutes had passed. If it continues like this, it will even be delayed for an hour. The monk in white naturally doesn't want this to happen. He turned his hand, and a gourd-like magic weapon appeared in his hand. He had a look on his face. He glanced at the gourd magic weapon with pain, then turned to look at Zhao Hai, with a hard expression on his face, gritted his teeth, gently shook the gourd, and said loudly: "After all the yellow sand is washed out, the golden sand begins to appear, and the golden method covers the sun. , scold!" After saying that, he pointed the gourd at Zhao Hai.
He saw a large amount of gold sand suddenly flying out of the gourd, heading straight towards Zhao Hai. When Zhao Hai saw this situation, his face changed slightly. Then he pinched the magic formula with his hand and shouted: "The stars are changing, the stars are changing." , scold!" After saying that, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out with Zhao Hai's sword formation as the center. This golden light was very bright, as if Zhao Hai had turned into a little sun, making everyone's attention My eyes hurt so much that I couldn't help but scream and closed my eyes.
However, the golden light just flashed away. After a while, the monks' eyes returned to normal. But just when their eyes were abnormal, they also used their mental power to notice the relationship between Zhao Hai and the white-clothed monk. In the competition, the monk in white lost.
Although his golden sand was very powerful, it was blocked by the stars in Zhao Hai's Star Changing Sword Formation. Moreover, Zhao Hai also said that the white-clothed monk's eyes were flashed, and when he was distracted, he used the tip of the flying sword to On the neck of the monk in white, he could take his life at any time.
When the white-clothed monk reacted, he found that he had been pressed against the throat by Zhao Hai's flying sword. He couldn't help but change his face and looked at Zhao Hai with a ferocious expression. He didn't expect that he would lose. This time he would lose. He was much more prepared than he was. Not only did he spend a lot of money to refine the magical weapon called the Flow Fan, but he also took great risks to make this golden sand gourd. He thought he would be able to go smoothly this time. He was promoted to an inner disciple, but he didn't expect to be defeated by Zhao Hai in the first round, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.
However, the referee elder didn't care so much. Even if he wanted to help the monk in white, he couldn't cheat in front of so many people, so he could only say loudly: "Zhao Hai wins this round." Zhao Haiyi After hearing what the referee said, he waved the flying sword with his hand, bowed to the monk in white, and returned to his seat in a flash, closing his eyes.
But the monk in white looked at Zhao Hai fiercely. If his eyes could breathe fire and kill people, Zhao Hai would probably have only ashes left.
Zhao Hai also noticed his look, but he didn't take it seriously. He had been beaten many times by others, and he didn't care about him this time. To be precise, he wasn't afraid of that person. If that monk really came to him If he was in trouble, he wouldn't kill that guy at all.
An unknown number of handyman disciples and outer disciples die every year in the Black Tiger Gang. Even some inner disciples disappear from time to time, so Zhao Hai is not afraid of killing people, as long as they are not caught on the spot. (To be continued.)
