The next day, the final game of this exchange conference, the hospital host battle was about to begin.
The rules of the Academy Master Battle are the same as those of the Kendo Battle. They also draw lots and fight against each other. The pressure on all the masters of the majors in this competition is very high. It is the last chance to get any kind of ranking.
Relatively speaking, Zhao Zhongyuan is under less pressure. But he doesn't want to rest on his laurels. As the head of the hospital, I feel somewhat proud.
But he knew in his heart that the chance of winning this game was not great. Among the six courtyard masters, Shen Tianji and Nangong Ba were both at the peak of the Tribulation Tribulation, Luo Xinglie and Fairy Xueyao were at the late Tribulation Tribulation level, and he and Tian Heng were at the mid-Tribulation Tribulation peak.
There is a lot of difference in realm, and the one who really has a chance to win is Tian Heng. Therefore, he very much hopes that the result of the draw will allow him and Tian Heng to meet in the first game.
After a night of adjustments, I felt that I had reached my peak state, and all that was left was to hope for a good draw.
The venue for today's competition has also undergone some changes. It is a square arena with four huge pillars erected on each side. The pillars are covered with seals, and the seals of the sixteen pillars are connected together to form a protective light shield.
After all, it is a battle between monks in the Tribulation Stage. Without a powerful seal to resist, the aftermath of the battle alone can smash the entire square to pieces, and the monks watching around will also suffer disaster.
On this day, many monks came to watch the battle. The stands were full of people, and some could only stand in the aisles to watch.
The position of judge was also changed. Cheng Ling looked up and saw that he only recognized Li Guanglin and Master Tiantai. The remaining monk was a middle-aged monk. He was wearing elegant and luxurious clothes. He was not angry and intimidating, but he looked very much like an ordinary person. A prince in the world.
Cheng Ling came to Jian Wuya's side and asked, "Master Jian Wuya, who is on the judging table?"
Jian Wuya explained: "You should know Li Guanglin, the leader of the Formation Alliance. That female cultivator is called Master Tiantai. She is a casual cultivator. However, she is extremely powerful and is not under the masters of the nine major forces. She is just a foreigner. I am a person who rarely gets involved in matters in the monastic world, so I never expected that I would be willing to be the judge today."
"The remaining middle-aged monk is the deputy city lord of Yujing City and the younger brother of the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Shizhen. The Zhao family will definitely participate in such a competition."
Cheng Ling nodded and asked, "I once had a relationship with Master Tiantai. It must have been listening to her lectures that made my cultivation reach the peak of the late integration period."
"The identity of Master Tiantai is very mysterious. No one knows where she studied. Some say she comes from the Murong family, while others say she comes from the Piaomiao Snow Sect. There is no solid evidence for all the speculations."
"However, she has always been willing to do good, and she is extremely beautiful. Even if she often dresses up as a monk or nun, it is still difficult to hide it. Therefore, she has an excellent reputation in the monastic community. There is also a rumor that her disciple Shen Shiyin We have a deep relationship with Shen Tianji."
"Xiang Bi, this is why she is willing to be the judge!"
Cheng Ling swept his consciousness and saw Shen Shiyin chatting happily among the disciples of Tianji Academy. Several disciples gathered around him and showed their hospitality. They must be old acquaintances.
While the two were talking, several courtyard owners had finished drawing lots, and the results of the battle had come out.
The first game, Nangong Academy vs. Famous Sword Academy
The second game, Tianji Academy vs. Luotian Academy
The third game, Yunlan College vs. Canglang College
Zhao Zhongyuan looked gloomy, obviously dissatisfied with the result of the draw. Who wants to face Nangong Ba and Shen Tianji in the first game? They are so immortal that they let themselves meet them.
It's just a situation like drawing lots. To put it bluntly, it depends purely on luck. If you are not lucky, who can you blame?
Nangong Ba and Tian Heng were very happy and had long wanted to teach Famous Sword Academy a lesson. Unfortunately, the monks on the other side were very powerful in every battle. The first son of his own academy was defeated one by one, and even the group battles could not take much advantage.
Following the referee's order, Nangong Ba and Zhao Zhongyuan jumped onto the ring.
Nangong Ba said coldly: "Fellow Daoist Zhao, in this competition, the second son of the Famous Sword Academy has great reputation. I wonder if you, the sect leader, will lose the face of the academy!"
Zhao Zhongyuan's face darkened and he said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight, just come over here!"
"Then you just wait to lose!"
With a flick of his right hand, a long spear came into his hand. The tip of the spear was black and shining with a dark light, and he fired several shots at Zhao Zhongyuan.
When the Tribulation Monk took action, the response was indeed different. It was just a very simple spear move, but when Nangong Ba used it, it was dozens of times stronger than Nangong Hao. The spear was like a dragon, spanning a distance of tens of meters, and arrived in front of Zhao Zhongyuan in an instant.
The head of the gun was like a meteor and like an eagle's claw, covering Zhao Zhongyuan's figure.
Zhao Zhongyuan flew back and fired a long series of spells in his hand, hoping to block the opponent's gun and take the opportunity to distance himself.
With just one sweep of Nangong Ba's spear, the overwhelming spells were instantly dispersed. He exerted force on his feet and kept a foot away from Zhao Zhongyuan. The spear in his hand was stabbing, teasing, sweeping, or slashing, pressing forward with all his moves. Knocked Zhao Zhongyuan off the ring.
Zhao Zhongyuan's hands were flying, but he couldn't close the distance. His body was shrouded in the opponent's spear, and the spells he was good at couldn't be used at all. He could only use his remaining strength to use the spells of his hands to the limit to resist Nangong Ba's killer move.
Although they were at a disadvantage, the offense and defense between the two was still very exciting. The energy collided in the ring, making bursts of noise. The disciples watching all around were all paying attention. This kind of duel allowed them to directly feel the power of the Tribulation Crossing monk.
"It turns out that the spear can be used like this. Instead of attacking in a straight line, it uses compressed real energy to make the trajectory of the spear follow a changing curve. This makes the opponent even more elusive and impossible to resist!"
Nangong Hao stared at the competition on the ring, verifying what he had learned, his eyes flashing, and he gained a lot. This set of marksmanship is the top martial arts of the Nangong family. Only direct descendants are qualified to teach it. Moreover, it is difficult for ordinary disciples to practice to a very high level. For example, Nangong Yan, after practicing for several years, was very uncomfortable with marksmanship. In the end, Can only give up.
Everyone at the Famous Sword Academy had their hearts in their throats. Everyone can clearly see that the head of the hospital is at a disadvantage. They just hope that they can persist longer and maybe have the ability to fight back.
After fighting for less than half an hour, Nangong Ba's momentum did not weaken at all. On the other hand, Zhao Zhongyuan's mental energy was greatly consumed and he was already in a state of full defense.
Nangong Ba sneered in his heart. In the previous battle, he did not use his full strength at all, he just wanted the other party to suffer more. Now that we have fought for half an hour, it is almost done. After all, there are two more competitions ahead, so there is no need to waste any more time.
He suddenly burst into flames, his momentum increased sharply, he held the gun in both hands, and with a little force, the long sword spun and turned into a fiery red aperture. The fire dragons in the aperture bombarded towards Zhao Zhongyuan.
Bang bang bang bang!
Zhao Zhongyuan fought hard and used a defensive light mask. Unfortunately, under the attack of the opponent's fire dragon, the defensive power of the light mask was gradually weakened. He was horrified and jumped back quickly
, is planning to avoid its edge and regain its strength.
But Nangong Ba couldn't do what he wanted. The ring of fire transformed from the spear clung to the opponent's body and chased after him.
Zhao Zhongyuan put his hands together, and a huge ball of light came in front of him and bombarded the rolling ring of fire. But he never thought that Nangong Ba would change his body, and while he was resisting, his spear turned into a fire dragon and struck out fiercely.
Zhao Zhongyuan was horrified and moved sideways, barely dodging the fatal shot. Just as soon as Nangong Ba retracted the spear in his hand, the gun body hit him hard on the back!
"puff!"
Squirting out a mouthful of blood, Zhao Zhongyuan finally couldn't resist the momentum of the forward charge and fell heavily under the ring.
"Nangong Academy wins!"
The referee's voice sounded, and Nangong Ba stood in the center of the ring holding a gun, like a god, looking coldly at Zhao Zhongyuan in the audience.
The disciples from the Famous Sword Academy rushed forward and helped Zhao Zhongyuan up. He stretched out his right hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Nangong Ba on the stage, and said coldly: "I remember this shot!"
Nangong Ba sneered and said calmly: "I'm always waiting for you!"
Zhao Zhongyuan stared at the other party coldly, turned back to the group of disciples of Famous Sword Academy, and resumed his meditation.
Jian Yinghao was anxious and wanted to step forward to ask, but seeing that he was recovering, he couldn't disturb him, so he could only look at Jian Wuya.
Jian Wuya shook his head slowly, without saying anything, but with a solemn expression. It was obvious that Zhao Zhongyuan was seriously injured this time, and the next few battles would be even more difficult.
Nangong Academy won its first victory, and the second game was between Tianji Academy and Luotian Academy.
Shen Tianji and Luo Xinglie jumped onto the ring, each saluted, and just started fighting without saying a word.
"Seven-star point kill"
"Thousands of Miles Frozen"
The two masters of the academy were at their best, and their energy collided in the ring, which was a feast for the eyes. After two hours of hard work, Shen Tianji was slightly better in cultivation and won the competition.
The third game, Yunlan College vs. Canglang College
Tian Heng's fists and palms were flying, and every move was like a rolling wave or a torrential rain. The strength of his palms was everywhere on the ring. On the other hand, Fairy Xue Yao holds a whisk in her right hand, with the palm or fingers of her left hand. Her moves are light and agile, without the slightest pyrotechnics, but the power of the blows makes people dare not look directly at her.
The two sides trembled for more than an hour. The Blood Medicine Fairy Fo Chen flicked the dust, and thousands of dust threads were like steel needles, hitting Tian Heng hard. Tian Heng entangled his hands and grabbed Fo Chen, and the two fell into a stalemate.
At this moment, Fairy Xueyao retracted her right arm and gently tapped the end of Fo Chen. A long sword suddenly appeared and swept across with a sword. Tian Heng was caught off guard and was hit by the sword and fell off the ring!
After three competitions, Nangong Ba, Shen Tianji, and Fairy Xueyao all showed great strength and won the final victory, becoming members of the winner group. Although Zhao Zhongyuan, Luo Xinglie, and Tian Heng tried their best, they unfortunately lost and were classified as the loser group!
Cheng Ling was deeply shocked after watching the three competitions. The monks in the Tribulation Stage are indeed very powerful. Whether it is spells or martial arts, they have reached the level of proficiency. With just one move, the extremely powerful power of heaven and earth can be mobilized, and the attack instantly multiplied several times.
When a few of them killed Bian Xuesha during the Tribulation Stage, they still had a certain sense of luck. They believed that the Tribulation Stage was no different. As long as they used the Demonic Sacrifice Technique, they might not be incapable of fighting. But now it seems that Bian Xuesha's combat power is really not high in the Tribulation Period. No matter who the six masters are, they have the strength to kill him.
