"Although it is a competition, we are also from the same sect. If we hit too hard, it will hurt our friendship. Let's compete with each other. How about we win or lose in a literary fight?"
Unexpectedly, that arrogant man Yuan Hong could still say these words, but Li Wudi always felt that something was wrong.
Ning Ruoxue is not afraid of Yuan Hong's tricks, but for normal sparring, she still prefers literary fighting. After all, we are all from the same sect, and it is hard to let them be the new disciples on their first day. It hurts the harmony.
"What do you say."
When Yuan Hong heard this, the smile on his face became even thicker, "Then let's use three kinds of talismans, souls, and swords to compare the winner and loser in the Dao Palace's Wen San Duo?"
He glanced at the people behind him, Cheng Yi, Lu Fengmei and others, and said in his heart, these new disciples I have found, in these three aspects, can be regarded as the second echelon of the more than 500 people. .
As for the first echelon, they have long been selected as disciples by the elders.
As long as he is on this, Yuan Hong is absolutely confident.
Ning Ruoxue murmured: "talisman, soul, sword, these three are not impossible, it's just..."
She glanced at Li Wudi and others. Among the elders who initially selected disciples, there were two situations. One was those who stood out in one way and would be drawn into their ranks by elders from various fields. In this way, There are two types of people, one is those who are not outstanding in aspects but are close to a certain aspect, and the other are "mediocre" people. Of course, mediocrity here means too average.
After all, among the disciples who can come to Lingtian Dao Palace, there is no one who is not the best.
Therefore, this is also why the sword elder selected one person among many people to be his disciple. Among them, there is no lack of the sword elder who has a weird temper and extremely high vision.
In his eyes, perhaps only the sword of the new disciple named Fang Xiaolan could catch his eye.
There is no doubt that the three people in front of me should all belong to "mediocre people".
Moreover, they are all top "mediocre people". As for the young man, Wen Fan intervened in the middle, but he doesn't know the details.
Therefore, in order to ensure the situation, she still said: "Talk, soul, sword, this soul competition, then Junior Brother Yin Hao, you go, you should not be reluctant."
Li Wudi on the side lit up when he heard the Wen Sandou proposed by Yuan Hong.
Talisman, soul, sword, except for the talisman, aren't these all tailor-made for him?
He can do it!
Seeing Yin Hao's coquettish appearance, Li Wudi raised his hands high and looked at Ning Ruoxue expectantly. His eagerness for talents made it difficult for Ning Ruoxue to ignore her even if she wanted to ignore him. ah.
After a few breaths, seeing Yin Hao nodding with difficulty, Ning Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, Junior Brother Yin. If you really can't do it then, you don't have to force it."
Obviously, what I say here is not forced, and of course it does not refer to the aspect of strength.
It seems that Ning Ruoxue has a natural confidence in Yin Hao's strength.
"But this talisman and sword." Ning Ruoxue's eyes kept going back and forth between Li Wudi and Fang Sang.
At this time, Li Wudi was staring at Ning Ruoxue, and his hands were about to be raised to the sky. He was shaking there so much that he didn't even have a Taoist robe to dance to the great gods.
"Fu, Fang Sang, just go ahead. I know your soul power is very strong, but there is really no one here."
"You have me, you have me, I can go, I can."
Fang Sang thought for a while and nodded, "Okay."
The two of them chatted as if they regarded Li Wudi next to them as nothing.
In the end, Li Wudi squatted on the ground with a depressed look on his face, holding his chin with both hands. He didn't want to speak.
"Hehe, as for the last sword..." Ning Ruoxue looked at Li Wudi who was squatting on the ground and didn't want to pay attention to him, with a smile on his face.
The result is good, leave me something to spare, but the sword will do, too. See if I blind your eyes when the time comes. You Lingtian Dao Palace really has a very average view of geniuses.
"Let's admit defeat."
"Okay, Senior Sister Ning, don't worry. I've been immersed in this sword thing with Junior Brother Wu Di for many years, and I'm very familiar with it. I promise to kill him all in and out when the time comes."
Li Wudi, who was still depressed, jumped in front of Ning Ruoxue in an instant, dancing with his hands and feet and gesturing wildly with his hands.
"I say let's admit defeat when it comes to swords."
"When the time comes, I promise not to let you lose, Senior Sister... Ha, give up? Why?!"
Li Wudi screamed. If Ning Ruoxue hadn't set up a soundproof barrier around him, something bad would have happened.
Ning Ruoxue put her hands on Li Wudi's shoulders and said with a serious face, "Junior brother Wudi, it's not that senior sister doesn't believe you, it's mainly because the person on the other side is going to send a swordsman, and it must be Cheng Yi. This person's swordsmanship Having reached a certain level, this kind of person should have been led by Elder Sword’s faction, but unexpectedly Elder Sword only chose one person.”
"Then I'm not afraid either..." Li Wudi really wanted to cry to death. He had practiced the Immortal Tears of the Heavenly Realm Sutra and other supreme immortal techniques. The Wusan Sword Technique derived from it was used by all swords. He has been trained to the Immortal Stage, and even with the Ten Thousand Blood Sword, he has shown signs of breakthrough recently.
How could you be afraid of Cheng Yi?
"Junior Brother Wu Di, let's put the sword fight at the finale. If things change then, you can come on stage."
When Ning Ruoxue saw that Li Wudi wanted to show off, she was unwilling to be hit, so she said this.
From this, she put away the soundproof barrier with a wave of her hand.
Seeing this, Yuan Hong still said with a hypocritical smile: "Senior Sister Ning, you are ready."
Ning Ruoxue nodded, "However, the outcome is still the best of three games. I want to customize the order of the three battles, which are Talisman, Soul, and Sword."
Yuan Hong's face changed with uncertainty. After all, he also knew the purpose of Ning Ruoxue's arrangement and wanted to win two games directly before the sword competition.
But if he refuses, I am afraid that depending on the woman's character, she will not allow Wen Sandou to continue.
After thinking for a moment, he said: "Then just follow what Senior Sister Yi Ning said."
The first game, fu fight.
Qingzhu Peak is the largest peak on Lingjue Island, and the space on the top of the mountain is quite large.
The two sides left an open space in the middle and sent people on the field at the same time. The one sent by Ning Ruoxue was the fortune teller Fang Sang.
Yuan Hong was sent by a man who looked much older than Li Wudi and Cheng Yi.
"Wang Qiang, from Xiaogan County."
"Fang Sang."
As a gust of breeze passed by, the spiritual energy of the two people was shaken!
In an instant, the details of the two people's realms became known to everyone.
Wang Qiang, who is in the late stage of Qi Condensation Realm, is pretty good.
However, what Yuan Hong's people didn't expect was that the person who called himself Fang Sang, judging from the richness of his spiritual energy, was actually in the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation Realm!
Moreover, look at the purity of the aura, it seems to be a second-grade aura!
"Fang...Senior Brother Fang Sang, so...so awesome." Yin Hao stuttered.
Li Wudi also didn't expect that the fortune-telling Taoist priest who looked like an unattractive person was actually a master of the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation Realm.
Ning Ruoxue said: "This time the emphasis is actually on a small fight. On the spiritual talisman, it is actually one attack and one defense. We only compete for one's attainments in the spiritual talismans. Of course, now it seems that the fortune-telling Taoist priest who has good attainments in the spiritual talismans, If he is still superior to others in terms of realm, then there should be no suspense in this talisman fight."
Li Wudi looked over and found that it was true.
It took Wang Qiang more than ten breaths to draw a spiritual talisman. It was a killing talisman of quite good quality.
The killing talisman turned into several swords and spears, heading straight towards Fang Sang with their razor-sharp sharpness.
But on the other hand, the fortune-teller Taoist Fang Sang was not in a hurry. He even made a palm move when the sword and spear were close to his face.
There is also a talisman in the palm of the hand.
shock! I haven't seen this person yet. When did he draw the magic talisman?
With a bang, the sword and gun shattered into pieces without causing any ripples, and even the strong wind seemed to be blocked.
Before anyone could react, Fang Sang smiled lightly. After blocking Wang Qiang's attack, he made a backhand seal. In the blink of an eye, a spiritual talisman ran straight towards Wang Qiang.
"I give up!" Wang Qiang couldn't react at all. This sound of admitting defeat was shouted subconsciously.
He looked at the spirit sword talisman in front of him, which was only a few minutes away from his own eyes. The tip of the sword was emitting a cold light.
There was a gurgling sound and his throat gulped sharply.
In this game, it was obvious that Li Wudi and the others won.
The second game, the soul fight.
Yin Hao and the woman Lu Fengmei.
"Sorry, I lost." Wang Qiang lowered his head.
Yuan Hong murmured that he was really a waste. He thought he could be very accomplished in "talisman", but he still said superficially: "It's okay. The person opposite is in a higher realm of Talisman than you. That should be At the level of a Talisman Master, it's normal for you to lose, but in the next third game, Cheng Yi should be relying on you."
"I heard that the person opposite was originally an unofficial disciple."
Cheng Yi rubbed his scabbard and grinned: "Hey, this is just right. I also want those unofficial disciples who have connections to take a good look at the sword in my hand."
On the court, Yin Hao's thin body was still trembling. Facing Lu Fengmei, who came from a wealthy family in front of him, especially her temperament that seemed to be born superior to others, it seemed to make him even more nervous and unable to let go.
When Ning Ruoxue saw this scene, she slapped her forehead with one hand and said, "Damn it, I almost forgot about this. I will probably lose this soul fight."
"Senior Sister Ning, why does Yin Hao always feel nervous and timid? Is it like this innately, or is it a natural trait?" Li Wudi asked his doubts,
"Junior Brother Yin Hao is actually very strong. You may not know that he ranked second among more than 500 people in this sect inheritance trial."
"Second place!?" Li Wudi was a little surprised. He looked at the cowardly Yin Hao in front of him again, who was tremblingly taking out his flute.
"Yes, but Yin Hao seemed to have a bad background when he was a child. He worked as a humble servant in a small family, and he developed such a character over time. Although some things happened later, he got rid of that status gap, and his mind It has been compensated, but the root of the problem seems to be in the character and body."
"Ah, the Lu family is still the largest family in Lingtian Paradise, and it is still the apple of the Lu family's eye. Wouldn't it be defeated from another level?" Li Wudi said.
Of course, I also learned this information from Ning Ruoxue.
"That's not true, alas..." Ning Ruoxue's mood is extremely bad now. Is it possible that she really wants to give up the Green Bamboo Peak?
In just one cup of tea, the situation was decided. Even Lu Fengmei didn't expect that the person on the other side couldn't hold on even after she just released the second soul attack. But she clearly felt that The man's soul power was clearly not weak, but also very powerful.
Yin Hao, whose face was as white as a ghost, came off the stage and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Why did I get sick again at this moment?"
Seeing this, Ning Ruoxue had no other choice. As a senior sister and a leader, she could only offer words of comfort.
Li Wudi looked at the young man with a sword on his face and grinned.
Damn it, it's finally time for me to take action.
