"I see, I understand! There are so many twists and turns in this fight."
In the restaurant, a man with a thick black beard slapped his thigh hard and suddenly realized:
"People in the city have so many thoughts."
Why are you slapping my thigh... A drinker next to me had a bad look on his face.
But when he saw the other party's burly figure, he muttered "Don't be angry" silently. He didn't care about this rough creature and said with a strange air:
"This is just a tactic. Do you really think that fighting with strength is only as strong as an arm?"
"What I'm saying is, not to mention the level of cultivation and the means of spells, they all come from a big sect, so they won't be bad. The difference between victory and defeat depends on on-the-spot response. From this point of view, Qin Tianjian, Ji Si Chen is really smart and smart, Luo Ning was not unjustly defeated."
Another person lamented:
"It is said that a wise man counts every ten steps. I saw that Ji Sichen had already calculated ten steps before he even took one step forward."
"The list coming out of the gambling house is nonsense, it's nonsense!" Someone yelled at the table, furious.
Apparently he believed the information on the potential list and placed his bet on Luo Ning.
——The gambling house has a variety of plates. Although you don’t know your opponent in the first round, you can bet on the outcome of a certain person.
Just finished cursing.
The man stood up to pay the bill and hurried towards the gambling house.
A young man holding a folding fan sat next to him and ridiculed:
"Gamblers are really brainless. It's too late to bet on Ji Sichen now. Will the dealer take advantage of you?"
Everyone in the group laughed, but some people had their minds wandering, already thinking about whether to continue betting on Ji Ping'an.
In this first game, although Ji Pingan showed extraordinary strength, Luo Ning was actually not bad either.
Many people even think that the former has an intelligence advantage, causing the opponent to misjudge and set up a strategy... But in the next game, there will be no chance to use the strategy.
When the time comes, can Ji Ping'an, whose strength has been revealed, continue to win such a beautiful match?
"Sir, these people still don't think much of you, otherwise with today's odds, they will always make a profit." Huang He said angrily.
Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "It's human nature."
In this scene, he only revealed the methods of the Wood Element Star Official, and the other four elements of spells were not exposed.
In addition, he deliberately chose to use "tactics" to fight the enemy, which can be said to be a well-hidden trump card.
Outsiders don't know his depth. When it comes to money, be cautious.
"Senior Sister Yaoyao, what do you think?" Huang He looked at the girl who was much younger than him.
The snack foodie wearing a lotus leaf skirt was eating a roast duck with his head buried in his hands, immersed in his own little world.
Hearing this, he raised his head, his mouth smeared with oil, giving people the urge to take a sip to taste the saltiness, and his eyes were blank:
"What?"
emmm…
Ji Ping'an hit the girl on the forehead with the tip of his chopstick and scolded with a smile: "Eat yours."
…
…
Throughout noon, there was discussion in the streets and alleys.
Among them, Ji Ping'an's newspaper sold out of stock, which greatly increased his popularity.
In the afternoon, Ji Ping'an and his party returned to the Grand Observatory to watch the "Breaking Nine Realms" competition as an audience.
It was still the golden-armored guard who drew lots and announced the matching list.
Compared with the morning, most of the audience's attention was absorbed by his celebrity.
The afternoon competition was the highlight.
The "star players" of the five major factions appeared one by one, and their popularity, importance, and brilliance of their skills have all risen to more than one level.
Qin Tianjian was not very lucky and did not take advantage of the match.
Among them, Zhao Xinghuo and Jianzhuang were particularly unlucky, running into Zhong Tongjun and Qin Leyou respectively.
When the list was announced, the two star officers' faces darkened and they looked at each other with a wry smile.
Ji Ping'an also frowned slightly, feeling that it was a bit difficult. Although the two of them had undergone his special training and their strength had increased to a certain extent, on the one hand, the special training time was not long.
In addition, because there were too many people in the first round of matching and he had limited knowledge of the disciples of the major sects, it was difficult to "bet on the topic" in advance.
Just like the last martial arts performance, Luo Huaizhu was trained for a specific target.
Therefore, in this first game, the guidance he can provide is extremely limited, and he relies more on the performance of the two.
"Just do your best. If you are really defeated, you can retain your strength and enter the resurrection round." Li Guofeng warned the two of them alone.
In order to prevent talented disciples from being eliminated in one round due to luck, when the National Master formulated the rules for the Grand Prize in the past, he referred to the mechanism of the "Resurrection Tournament".
Of course, it is equally difficult to escape from the resurrection wheel.
"Yes." The two nodded thoughtfully, but secretly held back their energy, wanting to test each other's quality.
They were all proud young people. Although they were suppressed by Luo Huaizhu, they did not feel that they had no chance of winning.
"Why don't you go and have a word with them?"
In the stands, Xu Xiurong also warned several Pojiu disciples before returning to his seat. The beauty looked at Ji Ping'an:
"After all, you are also a teacher."
Ji Ping'an glanced at the star officials standing together, shook his head and said:
"No need."
Without enough information, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without straw, and it is not yet time for his teaching to really work.
Compared with defeating Luo Ning, or advancing in the "Qi Nourishing Realm Competition", Ji Ping'an's more important purpose is to observe the whole afternoon's nine-level competition.
By watching the battle, each person's fighting style, realm strength, flaws and strengths, and even personality are recorded, so that they are well aware of it.
Only by obtaining enough "data" can we carry out deduction simulations and design targeted playing methods.
For ordinary people, even with this accumulation of knowledge, it would be difficult to achieve this in a short period of time.
But thanks to the huge soul and the blessing of the "Taiyin" pathway, Ji Ping'an can watch multiple competitions at the same time and memorize them.
Replay it in your mind.
"The competition will start later, don't let anyone disturb me." Ji Pingan told Huang He.
The latter was stunned for a moment, without asking why, and nodded:
"good!"
…
At this time, the arena formation was activated and divided into several separate small arenas.
A disciple named Pojiu entered the room and greeted each other.
Among them, the appearance of the Dao Sect Holy Son was the most shocking. He slowly stood up from the stage, turned his back to the ring, and retreated step by step.
Every step you take, there are green clouds under your feet, lifting yourself up as if you are stepping on a ladder to descend into the mortal world.
A meteoric rise.
"What does this mean?"
Emperor Yuan Qing caught a glimpse of this scene, and the Ninth Five Emperor was also stunned for a moment. He had never seen such a strange appearance.
The Duke of Deer on the side looked complicated and explained:
"The Holy Son has quite a personality, and he always does something unexpected. He doesn't want to show his true appearance to others."
Emperor Yuan Qing was sitting on the side, so he could see that the Holy Son was wearing a mask, and he said doubtfully:
"Is it because he is ugly? It is an insult to the country? But since he is already wearing a mask, why do he still do this?"
Duke Lu Guo was speechless.
In the ring, the person facing off against the Holy Son was a Taoist disciple - yes, there was a chance of fighting among the same disciples when drawing lots.
Daomen's luck is not very good either.
At this time, I saw the Holy Son falling to the ground with a single step, his feet filled with smoke and dust, and his bearing was extraordinary.
This disciple from the Forging Department couldn't help but admire him and said:
"I have heard about senior brother for a long time, but due to the fact that I am under the sect of different elders, I have little contact with him. It is a great honor to have the honor to compete with senior brother today."
The Holy Son stood with his hands behind his back, his voice proud:
"Junior brother, all you need to do is attack with all your strength, don't hold back."
He specifically warned that the script in his mind was: Only when the opponent fights with all his strength can he have enough opportunities to show off.
It is best to be like Ji Ping'an in the morning, with reversals and a lot of scheming in the battle.
After such a victory, ordinary people in the major wine shops in the city of God will interpret him in all directions and worship him.
To this end, the Holy Son has prepared a bunch of dazzling tactics, ready to be used one by one.
Considering that the junior brother on the other side might not be able to withstand it, he silently decided to only use 60% of his strength.
Don't hold back?
...The disciple of the Weaponry Department was stunned for a moment, lowered his head to think about it, and realized that the Holy Son's words had a profound meaning.
He subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of the stands.
Then he saw his master, the forging chief, looking down at him calmly, shaking his head in a subtle way.
I recall the elder’s instructions last night:
"If you are unlucky enough to encounter a strong enemy from his faction and cannot defeat it, then try your best to force the opponent to reveal more of their trump cards. The sect will reward you with resources."
As the first sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Dao Sect has the largest number of Pojiu disciples, so it has a different idea from Qin Tianjian in preserving strength.
"Master, what if we bump into the same disciple?" he asked.
The forging elder said calmly: "If you are an ordinary fellow disciple, you should go all out. But if you bump into the Holy Son or the Holy Girl... just fool them and defeat them."
The implication:
You can't beat them anyway, so instead of fighting against each other and exposing the Holy Son and Holy Maiden's trump cards, it's better to just paddle out.
I also have the strength to resurrect the round of fighting.
The disciples of the Forging Department suddenly realized:
"Yes, the Holy Son emphasized 'don't hold back'. He meant that he was worried that I would forget Master's instructions due to nervousness, so I specially 'mentioned some points'..."
After figuring this out, he smiled confidently, cupped his hands and said:
"Senior brother, don't worry, I will do my best."
"Very good." The Holy Son was very satisfied. He felt that this boy was quite good, and he might be able to take him as his younger brother in the future to enrich his group of protagonists.
"Boom!"
At this time, the golden-armored guard rang the bell with a hammer and announced loudly:
"The contest begins!"
As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became solemn, and a group of famous cultivators from Pojiu fought brazenly.
The Holy Son smiled slightly, turned his back to his opponent, waved his robe sleeves gently, and the strong wind swept behind him, making him look particularly charming.
He said calmly:
"I only need to make a small move to reach the limit of this realm. That year I inserted both hands..."
"ah!"
Halfway through the words, the disciple of the Forging Department screamed, his footing was unstable, he was blown away by the strong wind, and was hit hard on the edge of the ring. He lay on the ground and fainted, losing the ability to fight.
The golden-armored guard looked here calmly and announced:
"The Holy Son of Dao Sect wins!"
There were boos in the stands, and many people showed disdain.
I feel that even if it is a duel between the same students, and the show is deliberately irritating, this acting is too exaggerated.
"When I saw the Holy Son appear earlier, I thought there was going to be a fight between dragons and tigers." A man from the Jianghu was extremely disappointed.
"Yeah, I looked at the list, and the Holy Son of the State Church ranked first. I still had expectations, but the result...is this? It's not as good as Ji Sichen's scene in the morning." Behind Tingxue Louzhu, a woman Xia was disgusted.
"It's boring and boring. The dignified saint actually did this in public in order to preserve his strength. Hehe, he hid his strength, but he didn't have any shame. Bah." A rogue scholar sneered.
There was a burst of agreement.
Beast Control Sect area.
The corner of Qi Hongmian's mouth curled up with a sarcastic smile, and he looked at Xin Yaoguang opposite, who looked like a fairy and was wearing a feathered coat.
Xin Yaoguang's chest rose and fell slightly, and there was no expression on her beautiful face, as if she didn't care. She closed her eyes and couldn't see anything.
In the stands, Ji Ping'an looked at the court with some pity. The Holy Son seemed to be petrified, frozen in place, keeping his sleeves waving, and falling into doubt in his life.
He shook his head and turned his attention to the others.
He calmed down and began to remember every battle in his mind and make deductions and calculations.
The Taoist competition was just a sideshow. Apart from providing material to ridicule the state religion, it did not attract much attention.
After a whole afternoon of competition, the final result was announced.
On the side of Qin Tianjian, Luo Huaizhu, Wang Xian, Lin Qin, and Shi Hao were promoted.
As expected, Jian Zhuang and Fang Liuhuo lost to two "star players". When they walked out of the ring, they were devastated. They looked at each other and could see the bitterness in each other's eyes:
The gap is really huge.
Qin Leyou moved his sword vertically and horizontally, while Zhong Tongjun only played the piano in the distance, and used the whirlpool formed by the sound of the piano to win, feeling relaxed and freehand.
The other person who failed was Song Yuan, who was originally a disciple of Mu Yuan and later went to Shui Yuan.
He also entered Pojiu Realm, and he was also in Liangyi Hall during this period.
With Ji Ping'an's broad mind, he naturally wouldn't argue with him, and he didn't hide his secrets when teaching.
It's just that Song Yuan's own mood is depressed and his subjective initiative is insufficient, which gradually distances him from the rest of the people.
Ji Ping'an sighed, unable to do anything about it.
What he lacks in strength, he can find ways to make up for with tactics.
But if his brave and diligent heart is gone, Song Yuan's ultimate achievements are destined to be limited.
"Aren't you going to comfort me? After all, he was your former disciple."
Ji Ping'an whispered to the female warden next to him like a joke.
The female warden felt the slightly moist breeze beside her ears, and her small and exquisite ears trembled and turned red.
The small brush-like eyelashes drooped, and the voice was cold:
"My eldest disciple is called Ji Ping'an."
Tsk, you took advantage of me again... Ji Pingan smiled, stood up and said:
"Let's go, I'm very busy tonight."
As the sun set in the west, carriages and horses left the Grand Viewpoint, leaving a large group of forbidden troops stationed here with torches lit.
The powerful, wealthy, and people in the world left with satisfaction and began to look forward to the next round of competition tomorrow.
The major sects also left one after another, preparing intensively for tomorrow's battle.
But tomorrow, Emperor Yuan Qing, the Queen, and several concubines will not be present. After all, there are a lot of things to deal with, and it is impossible to sit here all the time.
Qi Hongmian and Xin Yaoguang did not plan to show up again, but chose to watch from a distance at their respective stations.
The former feels that this shows their identity more, while the latter feels embarrassed...
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night.
Qin Tianjian, in the meeting hall.
The five warlords gathered together to discuss today's competition by the light of candles.
"The Qi-nourishing state was much better than expected. Not only Ji Ping'an's performance, but the rest of Si Chen's performance was also better than expected."
Li Guofeng sat on the throne, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life overflowing with emotion, and looked down at Pei Sili:
"It seems that the teachings of Liang Yi Hall have been very effective during these days."
Baichuan said calmly:
"So, not only before the Grand Prize, but also at ordinary times, the Yong Yi Hall can be set up."
Huang Chen shook his head and said:
"There were no such obvious results in previous years. I'm afraid it has something to do with Ji Ping'an's teachings."
Pei Sili gave a "grace" and agreed:
"Ji Sichen's skills are indeed extraordinary. There are many joints. It's useless no matter what I or those Sichen said. He can explain them in simple terms, which is really powerful."
It was really his contribution... Several people were slightly surprised.
Xu Xiurong and Yourong Yan said with a smile:
"In this way, the decision to let him teach was the right one, but it was a pity that the time was too short, otherwise he might have performed better."
Li Guofeng coughed, interrupting the woman's show off, his face became much more serious, and he said:
"But the situation in the nine-level competition is grim. Although Wang Xian and the others have improved, they are still struggling. Except for Huaizhu, who won these games quite easily, the others are a bit reluctant. The people who will be matched in the next round are even more If you don’t, you’ll have a greater chance of running into a powerful opponent, and I’m afraid you won’t be able to go very far.”
Hearing this, the moods of several prison princes also became heavy.
The establishment of Qin Tian Jian was too short.
The Imperial Master left, Jian Zheng drifted to an unknown place, and the Grand Prize was not even able to come back to participate.
The pressure is all on the five of them.
Strictly speaking, this class is also the first batch of disciples led by the five of them to participate in the Grand Prize.
Well, Luo Huaizhu is not completely counted, he was still taught by Jian Zheng.
We don't expect the top eight, but at least a few must enter the top sixteen, otherwise only one Luo Huaizhu among the top sixteen will belong to Qin Tianjian, which will be too ugly.
"Everything exposed by those people during the day has been recorded, but we only have one night. All we can do is give them a rough impression, and the other is to adjust their mentality." Fang Liuhuo sighed. tone.
The bad-tempered Star Officer of Huo Yuan was a little dull today. After all, among the four people who were promoted, there was no Huo Yuan.
Although Mu Yuan did not break nine, Song Yuan, the only one who was close, was also eliminated.
But Ji Ping'an went to the limelight and somewhat saved some face.
"By the way, where's Ji Ping'an? Let's come over and discuss it with him," Huang Chen suddenly said:
"He was able to help Huaizhu use tricks to defeat Zhao Yuanji last time. He is better at tactical arrangements than the rest of us."
Xu Xiurong put on a straight face and said calmly:
"He also has a competition tomorrow, how can he delay himself for others?"
The female warden turned on the short-term protection mode and didn't want Ji Ping'an to waste time.
Bai Chuan glanced at her and said quietly:
"Junior sister is very partial, but Ji Ping'an was able to do it last time. Firstly, it was Luo Huaizhu who taught him. Secondly, he has more time than now. Thirdly, martial arts performance is always about taking tricks, and there is no such thing in the Grand Prize Arena. Fa Wan turns around and stops."
The implication:
Ji Ping'an is indeed powerful, but don't mythologize him.
Xu Xiurong fell silent. She actually didn't think that Ji Ping'an could transform several Pojiu disciples in one night.
Huang Chen is a bit stubborn.
In other words, an honest person is stubborn and always feels that there is no way. He has to ask anyway, so he raises his hand and orders someone to find it.
Not long after, the star officer who was sent out hurriedly returned, panting, and said:
"Ji Sichen is not in Qinglian Xiaozhu. He said he went to Liangyi Hall. Just now, he summoned all the star officials who were participating in the Grand Award to go there, as if he was going to have classes."
Attend class? There will be a competition tomorrow, what lessons are there now?
The prisoners were stunned, and then looked at each other and exchanged glances. Li Guofeng stood up suddenly and said:
"Let's go take a look."
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ps: typos should be corrected first and then corrected
(End of chapter)
