This disciple named Bi Hanzhang is about twenty years old. He is not very tall and his appearance can only be regarded as Zhou Zheng, but his aura is really amazing.
His eyes swept over the disciples on the seats one by one, his eyes full of provocation.
Either because they couldn't see Bi Hanzhang's arrogance, or because they were tempted by the high-quality treasure, someone finally couldn't help but jump out.
"I'll meet you!"
As a sharp shout rang out, another disciple appeared on the stage. He was holding a hammer in his hand and looked as heavy as a stone.
This disciple was tall, at least 1.9 meters tall, and his muscles looked very scary, but after learning his identity, no one was surprised.
"Nie Huanhuan of the Hundred Refiners Sect asks for advice from Senior Brother Futian Sect!"
Bailian Sect is the largest sect in Luzhou. Its main business is weapon refining. It is the largest weapons exporter in the Thirteen Prefectures. Its members will be treated politely wherever they go.
However, as soon as Nie Huanhuan reported his name, many other sect disciples in the audience covered their mouths and started laughing.
You said that you, a strong man of 1.9 meters, were called such a cute name as "Huanhuan".
When the disciples of Bailian Sect saw that their junior brother was being laughed at, they all glared angrily at the mocker.
"Please enlighten me!" Bi Hanzhang stretched out his hand.
Nie Huanhuan grinned when he heard this and said, "Then I'm welcome!"
As the words fell, Nie Huanhuan's legs exerted force, and the stone slab under his feet was directly broken.
Bang! ! !
Then there was a loud noise, and Nie Huanhuan's hammer hit Bi Hanzhang, but Bi Hanzhang dodged it. A huge crater was immediately made on the ground, and countless stone chips were scattered in all directions.
At this time, Bi Hanzhang had reached Nie Huanhuan's side at some unknown time. He raised his fist, which was wrapped with thick zhenqi, and hit Nie Huanhuan's chest hard.
Seeing this scene, the disciples of Bailian Sect felt nervous. What if they were hit? That's where the heart is!
Fortunately, Nie Huanhuan reacted quickly enough and raised the hammer in front of his chest in time.
when! ! !
The fist and the hammer collided, and the two of them retreated at the same time.
"Junior Brother Nie is so skilled!" Bi Hanzhang couldn't help but praise.
"Yes, my senior brothers often say that too!" Nie Huanhuan scratched his head and said with a smile.
Bi Hanzhang:. . .
"Then Junior Brother Nie must be careful next time!" After a fight, he knew that Nie Huanhuan was not easy to deal with, so he no longer planned to hold back.
He stretched out his hand, and there was a huge sickle in his hand.
Storage props! Excellent treasure!
Everyone in the audience couldn't help but exclaimed in their hearts.
Forget about storage props, who in the big sect doesn't have some inventory? Bi Hanzhang knew at a glance that he had an unusual status in Futian Sect, so it was not surprising to have one.
But high-grade treasures are different. Even the big powers don't have many in stock.
Not only is it difficult to refine high-grade treasures, but the materials required are extremely precious. Normally, in the sect, they are given priority to the elders, such as those in the Xiantian realm.
Everyone was already surprised when Qiu Renxiong was willing to take out one piece as a prize for the competition. They didn't expect that their disciples could take out one piece at will now. They were really rich!
Even though Nie Huanhuan was a disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect, the hammer in his hand was only a mid-level treasure.
Although there is only one word difference between a medium treasure and a high-grade treasure, they are not the same.
As two shouts rang out, Bi Hanzhang and Nie Huanhuan rushed towards each other at the same time.
Ding Ding Dang Dang~~~
The giant scythe and the hammer collided together, making a sound of gold and iron, while sparks flew everywhere.
The two men moved very quickly, especially Bi Hanzhang. The giant scythe in his hand had almost left an afterimage.
Nie Huanhuan is also very powerful. The hammer in his hand is obviously not light at first sight, but it is difficult for him to dance so easily.
However, as time went by, Nie Huanhuan gradually showed signs of decline. Although both of them were in the Xiao Zhou Tian realm, it could be seen that Bi Hanzhang was indeed superior. No wonder Qiu Renxiong was full of confidence.
Finally, with a tearing sound, one of Nie Huanhuan's arms flew out, along with his hammer.
Bang!
The hammer hit the ground and smashed the stone slab.
The hammer had been damaged by the high-quality treasures, and it looked like it was useless.
"Brother!"
"Junior brother!"
"Huanhuan!"
…
Seeing that their senior brother (junior brother) had lost an arm, the Bailian Sect members all changed their expressions. The weapon refiner's hand was so important. If it was disabled, his career would be over.
They glared at Bi Hanzhang, who was still smiling on the stage, and wanted to eat him alive.
Nie Huanhuan's face turned pale on the stage. He covered his broken arm and said to Bi Hanzhang: "I lost!"
Bi Hanzhang smiled and said, "Junior Brother Nie, the sword has no eyes, please forgive me!"
Nie Huanhuan didn't say anything. He silently took his severed arm and hammer and staggered off the ring. His skills were inferior to others, so he had nothing to complain about!
Nie Huanhuan returned to the sect seat, and his senior brothers, junior brothers, senior sisters, and junior sisters gathered around him, caring about his injury while angrily scolding Bi Hanzhang for being too harsh.
At this time, the Qi Sect of their sect said: "Okay, how shameless is it to cry and cry!"
People often say that there are eighteen kinds of weapons, so there are eighteen weapon sects under the master of Bailian Sect, each of them is in the Xiantian realm. The people who led the team to Futian Sect this time are three of them, namely the Jinge weapon sect. , the morning bell sect and the evening drum sect.
"Grandpa Jin Ge, why are you like this? Senior Brother Huanhuan is so injured!"
At this time, a girl who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old and had two little hairpins on her head said with a pout.
"Damn girl, is there any point in crying?" Jinge Qi Zong said angrily.
The little girl stamped her foot, "I don't care, I'm going to avenge Senior Brother Huanhuan!"
After saying that, before anyone had time to react, she had already jumped onto the ring.
"Damn girl!"
"Little junior sister!"
"Luoluo!"
…
Bi Hanzhang was a little shocked when he saw a little girl who was no bigger than his chest suddenly appear on the stage.
"Little sister, this is not a place for fun, get down quickly!"
Luoluo pinched her waist with both hands, "Whoever is playing tricks with you, I'm here to avenge my senior brother!"
Bi Hanzhang:. . .
"If you don't take action, then I will attack first!" Seeing that Bi Hanzhang remained motionless, Luoluo said angrily.
"Little girl..."
Bi Hanzhang wanted to say something, but he saw that the little girl had already stretched out her hands. Her sleeves suddenly lengthened and turned into a pair of metallic gloves covering her hands.
"Hey~~~"
The little girl moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye she was in front of Bi Hanzhang, raised her fist and hit him in the chest.
The little girl was treating others in the same way as others, but her fists were obviously more terrifying than Bi Hanzhang's. The pair of gloves made of unknown material were very extraordinary at first glance, but the aura on them was vague. It is impossible to judge its grade for a while.
The audience in the audience were surprised. They did not expect that this little girl was so young, but her cultivation was so advanced. She was even more powerful than her senior brother, and she was probably not far from the Great Zhou Heaven Realm.
"This girl!" Jin Ge Qi Zong shook his head helplessly.
"Senior Brother Jin Ge, don't worry, you don't know the strength of that girl Luo Luo yet." Chen Zhong Qi Zong next to Jin Ge Qi Zong said.
On the stage, Bi Hanzhang did not dare to catch Luo Luo's fist, so he could only duck and dodge. In the process of dodging, he could clearly feel how terrifying the strong wind brought by Luo Luo's fist was, causing his skin to ache.
At this moment, he finally realized that the little lolita in front of him was actually more terrifying than the 1.9-meter strong man just now.
Thinking like this, Bi Hanzhang raised his giant scythe and struck at Luo Luo.
Luoluo didn't dodge, and actually pinched the back of the giant scythe with her small palm.
Bi Hanzhang was stunned. He wanted to pull the sickle back, but was surprised to find that he couldn't. The sickle didn't move at all in the little Loli's hand.
"Hehe~~~"
Luo Luo grinned at Bi Hanzhang, and the next second Bi Hanzhang was horrified to find that Luo Luo pinched his sickle and threw him away.
Bang! ! !
With a loud noise, Bi Hanzhang was hit hard on the ring. The stone slab under him was centered on him, and cracks spread outward like a spider web.
Everyone on the stage was silent.
What a scary little girl.
However, Luoluo's attack was not over yet. Bi Hanzhang was furious at this moment. He wanted to get up, but he saw that Luoluo had jumped over, sat on him, raised her fist and hit him hard in the face.
"don't want……"
Before Bi Hanzhang finished speaking, Luoluo's fist had already greeted him.
"Let you chop off my senior brother's arm! Let you chop off my senior brother's arm!"
Luoluo punched Bi Hanzhang in the face one after another. Bi Hanzhang had no resistance at all and was quickly beaten into a pig's head.
Finally, Qiu Renxiong couldn't bear it anymore, and he shouted with a livid face: "That's enough!"
Jin Ge Qi Sect also knew not to go too far, so he also yelled: "Luo Luo!"
Hearing Grandpa Jin Ge's voice, Luo Luo got off Bi Hanzhang.
At this time, Bi Hanzhang was unconscious and beaten to the point where he was no longer human.
Luo Luo looked at Qiu Renxiong, stretched out her hand and said, "Is the lottery prize mine?"
Qiu Renxiong was extremely aggrieved, but rules were rules, so he could only throw the charming little pair of scissors to Luo Luo with a dark face.
Luoluo held the treasure in her hand and returned to the sect's seat happily.
The Jinge Qi Sect apologized to Qiu Renxiong from afar, "This disciple is young and ignorant, and I hope that Master Qiu will forgive me."
Qiu Renxiong ordered his disciples to take Bi Hanzhang down, and said with a forced smile on his face: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it was Hanzhang who missed the mark first, no wonder the disciples of your sect."
As the host, Qiu Renxiong felt that he was almost losing face. This also made him realize that the general trend of the world was coming, and it was not only the Futian Sect that had talented disciples, but the same was true for other sects.
Chang Yue was watching the other sects compete with each other with great interest, when suddenly a disciple came to report that someone from Bailian Sect wanted to see him.
She instantly guessed that she must be here for the disciple's broken arm, so she turned to Yao Jing beside her and said:
"Ajing, please take two disciples to have a look."
It's just a broken arm, Yao Jing can completely solve it.
"yes!"
After Yao Jing responded, she left with her two disciples.
With Qiu Renxiong's advice, other sect talkers took out the lottery one after another and sent their own disciples to compete with the young talents of each sect. However, the subsequent lottery was not as big as Sect Master Qiu's.
Not everyone can take out the best treasures.
The martial arts competition is very insightful, especially since the people here this time are all geniuses from various schools, Chang Yue is extremely happy to see it.
She took out the tea set, brewed a full pot of tea, and took out some nuts. Aunt Zefeng and Granny Peach Blossom drank tea and cracked nuts at the same time. Not to mention they felt very comfortable.
At this time, Wu Tianqi on the other side was tickled by the fragrance of tea, so he looked at Changyue pitifully and said, "Holy Lord Hanlu, don't you deserve to be old?"
Chang Yue slapped his head and said, "Look at my memory, how can I not be without you?"
Although she and Wu Tianqi have different positions, she doesn't hate Wu Tianqi, and she even has a pleasant conversation with him, so she doesn't reject Wu Tianqi.
Even if they meet in the future, it does not prevent them from intersecting now.
The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and we will talk about the future later.
In this way, Changyue and Wu Tianqi drank tea together, and from time to time they commented on the battle on the stage.
Wu Tianqi was not stingy either. He generously took out the special fruit of Duanhun Dao and shared it with Chang Yue and others.
Changyue was originally in a good mood, but suddenly a disciple appeared on the ring, raised his hands to the seat of Cangyue Pavilion and said:
"Liuyun Sect Qi Tianlin, please give me advice from Cangyue Pavilion!"
Liuyun Sect and Cangyue Pavilion were not willing to deal with them, so they jumped out at this time, so naturally they had bad intentions.
However, Chang Yue looked at the handsome young man in white on the stage and felt that he looked familiar, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember it.
Forget it, it’s not important. (Qi Tianlin, first appearance in Chapter 11 Zhu Yan)
Seeing that no one from Cangyue Pavilion responded, the other party shouted loudly again, "What? Don't you dare, Cangyue Pavilion?"
Hearing this, all the sects' eyes were focused on Cangyue Pavilion, and some even pointed at Cangyue Pavilion, with ridicule and disdain in their words.
However, everyone's discussion did not last long, because soon a young girl appeared on the ring.
"Cang Yue Pavilion Li Changning, please enlighten me!"
The one who took the stage was none other than Sister Chang Yuedi.
Strictly speaking, Li Changning is not a disciple of Cangyue Pavilion, but since she came with Cangyue Pavilion, it doesn't matter if she fights on behalf of Cangyue Pavilion.
Anyway, in the eyes of the world, the boundary between Cangyue Pavilion and Mingyue City is not so clear.
As the signal for the start of the competition was given, Qi Tianlin rushed towards Li Changning with his sword in hand.
Li Changning stood motionless on the spot, and with a wave of his hand, two gray-white sarcophagi appeared beside him.
Li Changning also has storage props. This is her father's, the one that Li Xuan asked Chang Yue to build.
Li Changning is a corpse refiner, and there are many corpse refiners around her. If there are no storage tools, she may have to carry the coffin when she goes out.
So in order to prevent his daughter from being so embarrassed, Li Xuan reluctantly gave her his storage props.
Li Changning leaned against the sarcophagus and allowed Qi Tianlin to stab him with his sword.
However, just when Qi Tianlin's sword was about to get close to Li Changning's chest, the two sarcophagi next to her stood up and blocked Li Changning's front.
Ding~~~
The tip of the sword pierced the sarcophagus, but it did not damage the sarcophagus at all.
Sorry, I broke my promise. I can’t finish more than two chapters. I’ll make up for it tomorrow.
