The pursuit and killing, traps and madness that took place in Maplewood City seemed to have nothing to do with the martial arts field.
The fighting here is business as usual.
The three winners who entered the round were Zhang Linchuan, Lin Zhengren, and Fu Baosong from Wangjiang City.
This is a tall and thin man with a clear face. He defeated the fifth-year disciple from Maplewood City with great difficulty and won the last spot.
The two fifth-year students in Wangjiang City have entered the round of battle, and the situation is excellent.
In fact, the battle between the fifth-year students is the most important part, and only the leader of the fifth-year students in the Three Cities Forum has the qualifications to directly enter the National Dao Academy.
Similar discussion competitions have some such quotas, just more or less. For example, "Beifeng Yanxue" has two quotas. Although it is a five-city discussion, in fact, it only takes two out of ten, and the probability is higher than that of the "three-city discussion."
These quotas are also a kind of allocation of resources, which often depends on the strength of the Taoist temples in various places. What reflects the strength of the Taoist Academy is nothing more than the cultivators it cultivates. So once a monk grows up, the city Taoist temple he comes from will also rise up.
With more quotas in the National Academy, cultivators will grow faster, forming a virtuous cycle.
But like Sanshan City, the elites are broken, they can't win the Taoist debate, resources are reduced, and the conditions for disciples to practice are more difficult... This is a vicious circle.
Only by understanding the Taoist system of Zhuang State can we understand why the monks of Sanshan City fought so hard.
Back to the game, the first game in the Five-Year Plan of Three Cities is the Civil War.
Lin Zhengren versus Fu Baosong.
This battle has almost no highlights. Everyone knows that the current situation is Maplewood City vs. Wangjiang City. The highlight of the entire battle is whether Zhang Linchuan can defeat his opponents who also belong to Wangjiang City one after another. From now on, There is no hope anymore.
As for the civil war, it was just a formality.
Obviously Lin Zhengren thought so too, so when he saw Fu Baosong walking in front of him, he just said casually: "You just admit defeat. I will seriously injure Zhang Linchuan later, and then you can defeat him and get second place." "
He seemed to have already arranged the ranking.
"Hey!" Zhang Linchuan covered his nose with a handkerchief, looking very disgusted: "Don't think I don't exist!"
Lin Zhengren turned to look at Zhang Linchuan who was waiting, and smiled: "Either you quit now, so you can avoid the pain."
After being exposed to the sixth level of cultivation, his whole temperament seemed to have liberated a lot, and he no longer cared much about superficial skills.
At this time...
"I don't."
He heard a voice say this.
Lin Zhengren suddenly turned around and looked at where the sound came from. The tall and thin Fu Baosong, who had been silent all day, said his first words today.
"You don't? Not what?" Lin Zhengren felt incredible.
Lin Zhengli even cursed outside the court: "Fu Baosong, are you out of your mind? Don't you know how much you weigh?"
Fu Baosong turned a deaf ear. He just looked at Lin Zhengren with a calm and equal look, no different from how he looked at other people.
He said: "I will go all out, no matter who the opponent is. This is the meaning of Taoism."
Lin Zhengren was so angry that he laughed back: "Okay, then you can try it."
Twists and turns.
The people of Maplewood City who were watching were shocked. The two cultivators from Wangjiang City were serious. Didn't they mean that Zhang Linchuan from Maplewood City had a chance?
Although Lin Zhengren is at the sixth level of cultivation, if Fu Baosong can injure him before defeat... Zhang Linchuan is not hopeless!
"Well done Fu Baosong!"
"Upright, strong and unyielding, a role model for cultivators!"
"That's right! Why should you admit defeat? Lin Zhengren doesn't have your head. If you beat him down, you will be the leader!"
The audience outside the court spoke out one after another. Looking at the excited expressions of the crowd, it seemed as if they really loved Fu Baosong.
Especially Jiang Wang vaguely felt that the last voice was very familiar.
He followed the sound and saw Huang Azhan sneaking around among the crowd.
Jiang Wang turned around with a blank look on his face.
He really didn't know what other "specialties" the guy who entered this small circle because of Du Yehu had. He is a slutty, greedy and lustful person, and now he even incites public opinion.
But it's strange that this guy has flaws everywhere, but he's actually not annoying.
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On the field, Lin Zhengren seemed to be really angry, and started with the Green Python Choke.
The giant python broke through the earth and twisted into a ball.
boom!
The green python hangs on the vine wall.
The intertwined snake vines formed a circle, protecting Fu Baosong in the center. But it was the vine snake wrapping around the wall that Lin Zhengren had used before.
However, the second-grade medium-grade vine snake wrapped around the wall could not prevent the first-grade low-grade green python from being strangled.
In less than three breaths, the vine snake wrapped around the wall collapsed.
The giant green python contracted hard, but in the next moment, it suddenly became sluggish.
A green hand with a dry feeling pressed on the python's body. The green python's huge body was intertwined with decaying gray and green.
A second-grade high-grade Taoist technique, the Kuchiki Jue!
Although he didn't disintegrate the green python with one hand like Dong A, it still made the green python languish.
Fu Baosong jumped out during this gap.
But how could Lin Zhengren give him a chance? Reaching out, the water dragon wave that had been prepared roared out!
But behind Shuilong's translucent body, his handsome face was extremely gloomy.
Some Taoist skills require talent, and some Taoist skills require compatibility. It does not mean that once the cultivation level is reached, the corresponding Taoist skills can be mastered.
Just like this Kuchiki Art, although it is only a second-class top grade, it is the unique secret technique of the dean of Wangjiang City Taoist Academy, and even Lin Zhengren has never been able to teach it to him! The reason is not consistent enough?
Is this poor boy, the smelly stone in the latrine, enough to fit him?
Conceited people like Lin Zhengren have already had enough of those high-sounding and hypocritical excuses. For example, the fit is not enough, for example, the so-called meaning of discussing Tao!
Faced with the water dragon wave, which was almost sitting back and waiting. Fu Baosong rolled up the waves at his feet and was about to dodge. Born in Wangjiang City Taoist Temple, he is certainly no stranger to the Three Waves.
But Lin Zhengren just pressed his left hand, and waves surged, mixing with the waves at Fu Baosong's feet, making this flash a fantasy.
A simple Taoist wrathful wave, with perfect timing and perfect position, broke through the triple stack of waves that had three shifting effects.
The water dragon wave hit Fu Baosong mercilessly, blasting him high into the air and causing him to fall hard.
Waves surged under Lin Zhengren's feet, and he stepped on Fu Baosong's head.
He lowered his head slightly and said in a very deliberate and contemptuous tone: "With you, can you beat me?"
Fu Baosong turned his head with difficulty under Lin Zhengren's feet. He looked at Lin Zhengren. There was no anger in his eyes, but a puzzling stubbornness: "I can't defeat you. But I can't... lose without a fight!"
This guy is really... smelly and tough.
Stinky enough to make you frown, hard enough to make you respectable.
