Zhang Yi's cultivation level is much higher than that of Jiang Yan. It is really easy to get close to him without anyone noticing.
Only when the young man was frightened into showing his ugly face in public could he ease his unhappiness.
Just as he was about to put his hand on his shoulder, Jiang Yan seemed to notice something at this critical moment, and suddenly took a big step forward, avoiding Zhang Yi's hand.
Jiang Yan turned around, his cat eyes widening, and he was horrified to find someone standing behind him.
The man also stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch himself.
Jiang Yan rubbed the uncontrollable goosebumps on his arms, retreated ten feet before standing still, crossed his chest and asked, "What are you going to do to me?"
Zhang Yi was shaken by that overly beautiful face and couldn't react for a moment.
I thought Jiang Yan was the male cultivator's name, but I didn't expect that I almost offended the beautiful woman!
Zhang Yi quickly handed over his hand and said apologetically: "Fellow Taoist, don't blame me. I belong to Zhang Yi of the Tianyan Sword Sect."
"Return to the same faction, Jiang Yan." Jiang Yan frowned and stared at Zhang Yi warily.
Before Zhang Yi could speak to Jiang Yan, following him, other Tianjiao disciples also passed through the mushroom forest and climbed to the top of Wuling Mountain.
"Tingfeng Pavilion, Wu Zhongling, number three."
"Kongjue Temple, No Regrets, Number Four."
"Hehuan Sect, Shao Xinyu, number five."
"Wenxin Academy, Zhang Kui, No. 6."
"Tianwuzong, Gui Haizheng, Shang Gengchen, No. 7 and No. 8."
"Wulu Mountain, Bai Qian, Jin Ying Zi, No. 9 and No. 10."
"Shenjimen, cosine,..."
"Wuyun Sect..."
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New names and serial numbers continue to appear on the towering stone tablets.
The elders of various forces waiting in mid-air also took action from time to time to fish out the disciples trapped in the poisonous mushroom forest.
The action of elders from various forces naturally means that their disciples lose the qualification to compete for the list of geniuses.
The talented disciples who climbed to the top of Wuling Mountain were called and numbered one by one.
Those who cannot pass the first round can only continue to be unknown and become the green leaves that set off the genius.
All three members of the Guiyi faction successfully climbed to the top of Wuling Mountain.
Wen Caiwei was protected by Wen Caihe all the way, and with the help of four male cultivators who diligently explored the route, she arrived at the top of the mountain safely without even a hair being hurt, although it was slower.
Her and Wen Caihe's serial numbers are 144 and 143 respectively.
Yu Mingyue's Gu King was at ease in the mushroom forest, so he was ranked one hundredth above the Wen sisters.
Not long after Wen Caiwei, Yan Mingyue and Jiang Yan met at the boiling mountain top lake, the first round of the genius battle, which lasted nearly six hours, came to an end.
A total of one hundred and eighty people entered the second round of the Prodigy Battle.
On the flying boat of Tianyan Sword Sect, a person slowly fell down, and the elder who presided over the battle of Tianjiao finally showed his face.
"I am Qi Shusheng of the Tianyan Sword Sect. Thanks to the support of my fellow Taoists from the nine major sects, I am the host of this Tianjiao Battle."
The words were spoken modestly, but in a condescending manner.
Lin Yige immediately regained his energy, reached out his consciousness in the Void Refining Stage, and looked at Qi Shusheng, who looked like a skinny young man.
Qi Shusheng was probably in the late stage of spiritual transformation, and his level of cultivation would not reach the level of stability in the Void Refining stage even if he was given another hundred years.
Listening to the tone of his voice, Lin Yige was sure that Qi Shusheng was the one who suggested tampering with the lottery.
According to the attitude he spoke at that time, there might be another great master with a higher level of cultivation or even the Void Refining Stage on board the Tianyan Sword Sect's flying boat.
We need to find an opportunity to let him understand some principles of life!
Qi Shusheng continued: "You must have already understood the rules of the battle between geniuses, so I won't repeat them here."
After saying that, he waved his hand and threw out a large handful of jade beads, which crashed like broken ice and fell into the boiling mountaintop lake.
"Now let's start the lottery. There are even numbers among these jade beads, and those with odd numbers should go to the lake on the top of the mountain to pick up the jade beads."
As soon as Qi Shusheng finished speaking, a monk dived into the boiling mountaintop lake, and soon jumped out of the water excitedly holding the jade beads high.
Someone took the initiative, and other monks also dived into the lake to look for jade beads.
About a quarter of an hour later, all ninety people got a jade bead in their hands, including Jiang Yan.
The jade bead in his hand indeed corresponded to No. 2 Zhang Yi.
Following the instructions of the Tianyan Sword Sect elder, everyone piled the jade beads under the towering stone monument.
There was a flash of light, and the jade beads disappeared.
The list on the stone tablet changed for a while, and was divided into left and right groups according to the results of the draw.
After the drawing of lots is completed, the next step is naturally the battle.
Everyone's sects and names were listed, and there was no way to escape or shirk.
Qi Shusheng set up sixty-four formation flags on the shore of Summit Lake, and threw eight token-shaped jade talismans into the air. In an instant, there were eight crystal clear arenas on the boiling lake.
The arena is suspended in the air, isolated from the heat and water vapor of the mountaintop lake, and forms a world of its own.
Within three days of the start of the tidal season on Wuling Island, the lake water on the top of Wuling Mountain will evaporate, and the loose and porous rocks at the bottom of the lake will be baked and melted, turning into orange magma.
By then, Uling Island has been submerged to the top of the mountain by high tides, and lava will spray like fireworks.
The collision of water and fire will annihilate the vitality of this place again.
With limited time, Qi Shusheng grabbed the numbers one to eight in the air and threw them onto the eight stages respectively.
Seeing that the first show actually included talented disciples from the nine major sects, Tu Baicao was so excited that he simply distracted himself.
Divine consciousness transformed into eight paths, focusing on one arena respectively, and controlling eight jade pens at the same time, recording the advantages and disadvantages of this generation of geniuses fighting against the disciples of various sects and sects.
After the Tianjiao War is over and sorted out, the jade slips will appear in the library of the Guiyi Sect for disciples to borrow and study.
Lin Yige didn't want to disturb the sixth senior brother who rarely made contributions to the sect, so he took advantage of everyone paying attention to the battle on the eight arenas and quietly used his sword to reach Wen's flying boat.
Wen Zongyi directly welcomed her into the flying boat, arranged spiritual fruit tea, and watched the competition together at the head of the boat.
After Qi Shusheng arranged the eight arenas, he looked at Jiang Yan in the first arena, and then glanced at the other two Golden Core monks from the Guiyi Sect who were waiting, with a hint of pride in his eyes.
After three hundred and fifty years, the disciples of the Guiyi Sect can appear on the list of geniuses again.
It's a pity that it was short-lived.
After the first battle, there was no more disciple of the Guiyi Sect on the list of geniuses.
After gaining and then losing, what could shake the mentality of the disciples of the Guiyi Sect more than this and make people regret it endlessly?
"You guys please choose to fight according to the results of the draw, or give up and admit defeat." Qi Shusheng said.
Of course, the proud men who participate in the war of genius will never give up easily.
Zhang Yi couldn't wait to jump onto the ring, stood opposite Jiang Yan, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, you and I are really destined!"
Without saying a word, Jiang Yan pulled out his sword and said with a straight face: "It's okay not to want this evil fate!"
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