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At dawn, each branch library opened its doors and registered participants.
Starting from the third day, various magical battles began one after another.
"Your Majesty." Wu Xiao hurriedly found Zhan Changfeng, the solemn look on his face was about to overflow, "There seems to be something wrong with the White Fang Great Realm Guanshan Pavilion. The disciples of this force are good at weapon refining, formations, talismans, etc. His performance in every battle was outstanding.”
"That's all, so there's nothing to be afraid of. However, in martial arts, literary fights, etc., where they directly come into contact with their opponents, their intention to target Taiyi is very obvious. Anyone who encounters Taiyi's participants will be extremely ruthless."
Zhan Changfeng asked, "Who is the founder of Guanshan Pavilion and what kind of Tao does he practice?"
"There is no information about it in the realm-level forces that I collected before. I asked the monks in the White Fang World to find out about it. Most of the monks have never heard of it. There are three or two who say that it is a third-rate force that has appeared in recent years. , I can’t ask the rest.”
"But judging from their skills, they are not from the same lineage. They should not belong to the same sect."
Zhan Changfeng listened and said, "The participants selected by Taiyi are all strong. If they can't defeat the people from Guanshan Pavilion, I can't interfere. If they can't defeat them, I don't need to order them to beat them hard." point."
"But, if Taiyi participants are suppressed in various battles and fail to get good rankings, will it damage the country's prestige?"
"Most of the participants are warriors from the Zhutian sect. Don't worry, those sects will be anxious first." She said, "Let them toss about the supernatural level fighting skills for now. You can send people to the White Fang Realm. , check the background of Guanshan Pavilion, if it is clear, it doesn’t matter, but if it is someone entangled by Zhu Tian’s opposition forces, it will be taken care of."
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Zhan Changfeng did not always watch the progress of the Dao Taihui. She would only lead the crowd at the final completion ceremony. During the ceremony, all the powerful officials from all sides would gather to watch the ceremony and have exchanges between returning to the virtual world.
At that time, it is the real highlight. If Yangtang or Shen wants to launch an attack, it is very likely that they will choose that time.
But she was not afraid of their conspiracy, but she was afraid of scheming, for example, an upright fight. As an emperor who could resist the quasi-sage, if she did it herself, it would show that she was the one who had no one, and it would also show that she was bullying the small.
It's not that she doesn't trust the strength of Wu Feiyu, Zhao Xuan and others, but if the other party has the confidence to attack, there will be ways to contain them.
Zhan Changfeng is leaning on the pillow, with a book in one hand and a wine bottle in the other, lazily and leisurely. The sea and sky in the east are the same color, the mountains in the west are dark green, the birds in the south are singing softly, the sound of the water in the north is majestic, and there are no walls on all sides. The main hall blends into this environment, as if she is the only one sitting and lying on the landscape, accompanied by the breeze.
It's a pity that she can no longer be lazy. Her eyes penetrated the barrier and fell into Daotai City at the foot of the mountain. She saw a person provoking the Taiyi participants. Fortunately, the Taiyi soldiers abided by the rules and did not fight with others outside the scene.
It is obvious that regardless of the background of Guanshan Pavilion or what its purpose is, it has become a force that resists Taiyi in the eyes of everyone. The more popular it is, the more it will attract "like-minded people" who agree with it.
In the city——
"Have you heard that the monks from Guanshan Pavilion won the first place in Fu Dou!"
"There are also people from them in the ongoing formation battle."
"What does Guanshan Pavilion do? There are so many capable people."
"It is said that they are doing business. The monks in the pavilion are all skilled. The key is, you see, they are wherever the Taiyi participants are. They seem to be competing secretly."
"The abilities of the Taiyi participants are not very good either. They can't even compete in the top three in these side skills."
"There is nothing to gloat about. We now belong to Taiyi. The defeat of Taiyi participants is also a slap in our face. Besides, these people are all from Zhutian."
"They are warriors themselves, so it's understandable that they don't excel in other skills."
"What about civil and martial arts? In the four rounds of civil and martial arts that just ended, Taiyi did not have the advantage!"
"The monks in Guanshan Pavilion are really brave. Do they want to attract Taiyi's attention and join Taiyi, or do they want to shake Taiyi's foundation in Zhutian by themselves."
"Go and see, come and see, Hua Dao Branch, the first place will challenge the referee!"
"What, the results of the painting skills competition are out? How can the first place winner challenge the referee?"
"I'm mistaken. The second player protested to the referee against the verdict, which is more reliable than this rumor."
"It's true, the first place is from Guanshan Pavilion!"
More and more spectators gathered in the Hua Dao branch. In the venue, tables and paintings were not confiscated, and the attendees were still standing nearby.
The monk who won the first place called himself Miao Yihui. He looked like a young man with red lips and white teeth. He said, "Thank you all the judges for your recognition of my paintings, but how do I know that you have the ability to judge my paintings?"
There are five judges in the painting path, and the result is decided jointly by the five judges after appreciation, but he stared directly at the soul, "Why don't you ask this judge to compare with me, so that I can gain some peace of mind!"
"The rules of fighting cannot be ignored. The fight is over and you have received the honor you deserve. Why are you still messing around?" A referee severely reprimanded him, and his admiration for him dropped sharply. It is a good thing to be arrogant, so proud as they are. Seniors are too indecisive to advance or retreat.
Miao Yishui was not timid at all, he puffed out his chest and said loudly, "Then I will ask this referee for advice on painting skills in a private name!"
Ling Yan comforted the other referees and waved to Miao Yi, saying, "You could have asked for advice earlier. Fortunately, the battle is over and I am free to give you some advice. Come on, put on new drawing paper."
The attendants brought up a table covered with drawing paper and brushes.
The fighting method of painting is to compare the skill of the wrist and the skill of the wrist. The paper drawing is to test the skill of the wrist. If the strength of the wrist is not strong, it is impossible to write on the paper and draw marks.
Miao waved his fists and said, "Please give me a new piece of paper. I will try my best to compete with Tianjun with my new work!"
The expressions of the participants and spectators varied. Some were enjoying the show, some were scornful, and some were appreciative.
The remaining referees were also communicating with each other, and there was a lot of dissatisfaction.
"How dare you challenge your seniors in public if you don't know how high the world is?"
"Fellow Daoist Ling'an won't be left behind even if he wins. How crazy is this monk in Guanshan Pavilion?"
"If he really wants to compete, I would be happy to compete with him, but he made this request in front of everyone, and it is obvious that he is looking for trouble."
Miao Yishuai enjoyed the attention of everyone, and suddenly felt the pride of being one against the crowd. He glanced sideways at Lingbo and said, "I am not talented, so I started writing first."
He pressed the paper with a ruler, dipped the pen in paint, and swung it freely. The scenery gradually took shape. In the painting, the clouds formed the bank, the clear sky formed the river, and the magnificent palaces on both sides were scattered far and near, making it lifelike.
He took a pen and added a boat, lifted up the drawing paper and faced the four judges, "Please take a boat trip to the Heavenly Palace!"
The four judges entered the painting and stood on the deck to admire the scenery along the way. They couldn't help but admire it.
"Miao Yishuai's previous painting was not so spiritual."
"He must have reserved everything before, but with the level of his painting, it is on an equal footing with mine."
"The soul in the supernatural realm supported him in constructing the spiritual world in the painting. The future is promising."
"Fellow Daoist Lingnan is in trouble. If we lose..."
