"Good guy! Stay still! What kind of fixation method is this?"
"Tsk tsk! Xie Xiu Muhan's sorcery and evil methods really have some skills!"
"I have been listening to you for a day, and even Lu Chuan, the great disciple of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect, was defeated by Mu Han, the last challenger. Now that I see it, it is really amazing! What an extraordinary move!"
The monks watching the battle under the ring all looked at Xie Xiu Muhan with extremely admiring eyes. The eyes of the female cultivators were even more brilliant, admiring the handsome and evil Mu Han endlessly.
Wei Tong sat down dejectedly and murmured: "Fortunately, fellow Taoist Mu, he was merciful and did not blast out the magic flames. What a pity, Junior Brother Ma did not listen to others' advice and made a fool of himself in public again and again. Why bother?" Are you coming?"
Lu Chuan, who barely sat down to be the sixth champion, sighed when he saw Ma Junwu's funny appearance. He felt a bit sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, and he felt even more afraid of Mu Han!
"It seems that he didn't use all his strength in the battle with me! I wonder how the first champion, Mr. Zhou Mingzhao of the Dixuan Immortal Sect, compares with the second champion, Xiao Daoyuan of the Five Elements Immortal Sect?"
Lu Chuan glanced to the right and saw that the person at the top of the top 100 list was none other than Zhou Mingzhao, the fourth son of Zhou Tong'an, the founder of the Zhou Immortal Cultivation Family. He was also the eldest disciple among the second-generation disciples of the Dixuan Immortal Sect. He could be called the pride of heaven! Everyone in the Dixuan Immortal Sect, whether they are elders or fellow sect members, call him the Fourth Young Master.
Young Master Zhou was dressed in an ocher yellow robe, and his appearance was very similar to his dead third brother Zhou Mingde and sixth brother Zhou Minghui, but his expression and behavior were even more arrogant than them. Seeing the poor performance of his junior brother Ma Junwu, Zhou Mingzhao couldn't bear it anymore. He cursed a few useless things, but did not move. In his opinion, how glorious and honorable he was to be the first champion. How can you challenge the last champion? Mu Han is ranked last, and he is still discerning.
The second champion, Xiao Daoyuan, the first disciple of the Five Elements Immortal Sect, is much more peaceful than Young Master Zhou. Xiao Daoyuan was around thirty years old, wearing a nine-gong Taoist robe. He nodded slightly at Mu Han's body-fixing technique, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and then he closed his eyes and meditated, detached from everything else.
The third champion is Cui Jing, a disciple of Lingfu Immortal Sect. At this moment, he stood up from his seat and stared at Mu Han in surprise. He then looked at the elder of the Immortal Sect who was judging in the main arena and saw that he was also staring at him. Mu Han, Cui Jing said in surprise: "Elder Bu! What this person used seems to be the secret technique of our immortal sect, the eight-door golden lock!"
Elder Bu nodded solemnly, and without any further hesitation, he ducked in front of Mu Han, the last challenger, and patted Ma Junwu several times, unblocking him and throwing him away.
Afterwards, Elder Bu looked Mu Han up and down and asked in a deep voice: "Tell me! Where did you learn the eight-door golden lock, the secret technique of this Immortal Sect?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was slightly startled and stared blankly.
Ye Ling's expression was still calm and indifferent. Facing the questioning from the Jindan elder of the Lingfu Immortal Sect, he showed no fear at all and said calmly: "Eight Golden Locks? You are referring to the sealing move I just used. Is it a Taoist technique? Haha, I’m afraid this technique was not created by the Guixian Sect. Am I practicing the same secret technique as the Guixian Sect? Not necessarily!"
Elder Bu's face darkened, and his hair and beard were bulging with anger: "Why not? If you don't believe me, let me show it to you!"
Ye Ling pointed at Ma Junwu who was thrown on the ring, and said leisurely: "Since you are the Eight-door Golden Lock of Guixian Sect's secret technique, and you are proficient in this technique, why didn't you unlock his seal?"
Elder Bu was startled, and then looked at Ma Junwu. He still looked stiff and funny, falling straight on the ring, still maintaining the posture of pumping his fist.
"Huh?" Elder Bu lifted Ma Junwu again, pinched out the seals one after another, and unsealed them for him. Who knew it was of no use at all, but instead slapped Ma Junwu so hard that he screamed in pain, causing the Dixuan Immortal under the ring to The disciples couldn't bear to look directly at it.
Zhou Mingzhao, the young master on Thursday, let out a loud ouch when he heard this useless Junior Brother Ma. His face became even more unbearable, and he shouted: "Stop! That's enough! I see that you are an elder of the Lingfu Immortal Sect, no matter what. I'm arguing with you, put down Junior Brother Ma quickly! How unbecoming it is to shout and scream in public!"
Elder Bu frowned. He knew the identity of Mr. Zhou Zhou. Even though his cultivation was only at the ninth level of foundation building, he was the beloved son of the ancestor of the Earth Xuan Immortal Sect. He couldn't afford to offend him, so he had to put Ma Junwu down with a look on his face. Staring at Mu Han gloomily: "This technique is indeed the eight-door golden lock of my Ling Fu Immortal Sect. Who knows what kind of ghosts you have mixed in it? If you don't give me an explanation today, there is no way you can win the ring!"
Without waiting for Ye Ling to reply, Siko Tingyan, who was on the left side of the arena, shouted loudly: "Why? Mu Han clearly won, but you old man made things difficult in every possible way! This is the arena for selecting the sea vanguard army. What kind of skills does the champion use? Do you still need to take care of the technique?"
Hongtang echoed: "That's right! There are many similar Taoist techniques in the world, thousands of them! Almost everyone present can master a small fireball technique. According to what you said, can the fireball technique only be the secret technique of Chixiao Immortal Sect? ? No one else is allowed to use it?"
Lin Qingcheng, the incarnation of Youyue Fairy Feng Cailing, did not speak, but sent a spiritual thought to Elder Leng Ju.
Elder Leng Ju understood. Mu Han had offered to help Chen Guirong before, but now he immediately returned the favor and came to the main ring to dissuade Elder Bu from the Lingfu Immortal Sect: "It's getting late. Now is not the time to argue about the eight-door golden lock. Hurry up and let the ring master The cultivators compete in a competition, and we must have a final result before it gets dark, time does not wait for us!"
Elder Bu was persuaded by them and was dissatisfied by the monks under the arena, so he had to give up. However, in order to save some face, someone stepped down and pointed at the stiff Ma Junwu and said: "Just untie his If you are trapped, I will not hold you accountable!"
Ye Ling smiled slightly, and slowly took out a green pill from the storage bag, and popped it into Ma Junwu's mouth. Not long after, Ma Junwu was finally able to move his limbs, barely stood up, and still refused to obey. Bu Luo wanted to fight Mu Han, but was blocked by Elder Bu.
At this moment, Elder Bu understood everything. It turned out that when Mu Han used the Eight-door Golden Lock, poison entered the Shengmen and used the poison attack. This made Ma Jun become stiff and he could only recover by swallowing the antidote.
"Boy, you are cruel!" Elder Bu snorted coldly, walked away angrily, and glanced at Cui Jing, the third ring leader, intentionally or unintentionally.
The subtle changes in Elder Bu's expression all fell into Ye Ling's eyes, and Ye Ling sneered in his heart: This old guy probably confessed something to Cui Jing, so he had to be careful.
The battle in the main ring to compete for the ring master continued until the sun set and the sunset reflected the sky.
The golden elixir elders of the four major arenas A, B, C and D all gathered together, totaling a thousand people in the sea expedition vanguard army; the competition for the master of the main arena was finally settled, and each of them distributed spiritual stone war medals as rewards, and at the same time, they also Recruit teammates.
Ye Ling only received 60,000 spiritual stones and 600 war medals in exchange for jade slips, which was the least among the hundred champions. However, he didn't care at all and put it into his storage bag.
