No one wants to be the first to leave, and no one wants to miss participating in the martial arts competition between the four major ethnic groups. This is a battle between fate and destiny, and a battle between the future and hope!
Without haste, Fang Qing came to a corner of Haoran Square, looking at the thirty-four extraordinary masters, his eyes full of hope.
He hopes to compete with the best of the younger generation, regardless of victory or defeat, just to narrow the special distance between him and the young people.
For a long time, all he has faced are some shameless old guys. He has spent all his energy fighting with them, which has made him extremely annoyed and has also made his vitality somewhat tarnished. This is undesirable.
At this moment, the carefree Long Wuwei was the most unusual. He moved his steps intentionally or unintentionally, heading towards a direction not far from Fang Qing, but his eyes were looking in other directions, as if he was doing nothing.
There was a cold air permeating the air, with a faint evil aura in it. Fang Qing's little face was full of astonishment, and he immediately looked to the front and right of him not far away.
There, three women with extraordinary beauty and refined appearance stood side by side, some distance away from the others. The cold air was emanating from Liu Caixue's delicate body.
Fang Qing looked at Long Wuwei speechlessly. This senior brother was so good. Even at a critical moment, he still had the leisure to approach the three female disciples.
As if shocked by the cold air, Long Wuwei froze, smiling and winking at the speechless Fang Qing, his expression was that of a wretched man.
Facing such a top-notch person, Fang Qing simply didn't know how to evaluate him. He nodded to Long Wuwei with a stiff expression as a greeting.
Ye Xun looked at Fang Qing, showed an intoxicating smile, and nodded to Fang Qing. She was able to survive because of Fang Qing's contribution. This gratitude and gratitude always stayed in her heart.
At the same time, Liu Caixue and He Xiaowan looked at Fang Qing at the same time. During this period, they did not leave their residence. They had some understanding of the situation in the outside world, but they were not very clear about it. However, they still knew about the Qing Emperor Fang Qing joining the Haoran Sect. Yeah, but I've never met.
At this moment, He Xiaowan looked at Fang Qing with a smile: "Is this the famous Junior Brother Fang Qing, the Qing Emperor?"
Afterwards, Liu Caixue showed a kind smile to Fang Qing, and her cold temperament became more out of the ordinary: "My junior brother is famous in the world of wind and cloud. When I see him today, he is really different."
Fang Qing immediately bowed slightly to the two proud girls: "Fang Qing has met these two senior sisters."
Not far away, Long Wuwei looked at the smiling Liu Caixue, feeling extremely depressed. He rolled his eyes and immediately looked at Fang Qing with a smile on his face: "Junior brother Fang is powerful in the wind and cloud world. Senior brother has admired him for a long time. Today I am honored to be with junior brother Fang." On the battlefield, please give me some advice from Junior Brother Fang."
As he spoke, Long Wuwei moved his steps slightly and came towards Fang Qing's direction, as if he wanted to have a face-to-face chat with Fang Qing.
Fang Qing once again clasped his fists slightly at Long Wuwei: "Fang Qing has met Senior Brother Long, and his advice should not be taken seriously. It's just a matter of learning from each other."
Seeing this scene, other people's expressions were a little strange, not because they were surprised by their remarks, but because they expressed emotion at Long Wuwei's actions. To such a degree of gangsterism, Senior Brother Long Wuwei was really another strange flower of the Haoran Sect.
Liu Caixue and He Xiaowan frowned at the same time, and their pretty faces immediately became cold. They were so handsome and clever, how could they not see Long Wuwei's little thoughts? This guy is really a piece of shit that has no reputation and is annoying to death.
Fortunately, Dong Yushan's voice rang out in the void: "You and others are on the battlefield and are engaged in a melee. The nine people who remain on the battlefield are the final candidates to participate in the competition between the four major ethnic groups. You are not allowed to hit hard, and you are not allowed to get hurt. Human life, let’s get started.”
Sure enough, many people showed extremely solemn expressions, realizing the sect's intentions. Raising Gu is an extremely harsh and dangerous method. No one knows who the opponent is. Everyone is his own opponent. If you are not careful, Only out.
In an instant, waves of terrifying aura surged out, and many people unleashed their most tyrannical defenses. Their spiritual will shrouded the surroundings at all times, because everyone could be their opponent, and no one could ignore them.
Feeling the unparalleled aura enveloped the battlefield, Fang Qing's eyes lit up, and his spiritual power secretly circulated, covering the entire battlefield in an instant. He observed everyone's reactions and realized everyone's extraordinary qualities. Of course, he The power of the soul is too powerful, and no one of these genius masters can notice this.
boom! boom! boom!
Thirty-four young masters moved together, and a terrifying power field suddenly formed in the center of Haoran Square. Many breaths were colliding, the air was violently distorted, and the void barriers clanked. Many people's bodies began to squirm, using their physical strength. on defense.
Buzz!
At the same time, the spiritual field emerged, and thirty-four spiritual thoughts merged to form a spiritual coercion that was no less than the power of the soul of the Delusion Realm, oppressing every master.
This is what the senior leaders of the Haoran Sect want to see. Physical strength and spiritual will work together. In this environment, those who survive the opponent's attack are the real seed masters with potential, worthy of the sect's efforts to cultivate.
"Ah! Get out of here!"
After less than five breaths, a young man of about eighteen years old wearing gold clothing was the first to move.
This is a core disciple. At this moment, his eyes are red, and the aura of the seventh heaven of the Yuxu Realm is beating endlessly. He punches the young man next to him, who is Li Lun with sword intent.
Li Lun's face didn't look very good either. He was resisting the unimaginable mental pressure. When he saw the young man's sudden attack, his face darkened. He immediately pointed his sword like a sword and slashed towards the young man's fist with a thunderous sword energy. It was surging and extremely fierce.
puff! boom!
The next moment, the sword finger was like divine iron, and it pierced the young man's fist. He raised his foot and kicked it violently. The young man flew out of the fighting platform like a rag bag.
"Hmph! Can't bear this little mental pressure? You're a waste!"
An inner sect elder snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the terrifying true energy swept into the void, and immediately threw the young man into the crowd.
He was very disappointed. Needless to say, the speed of improvement of such a young man in the seventh level of Yuxu Realm, but if his mental and will were so weak, he would be useless.
As the young man in gold took action, many of the motionless figures in the center of the square finally changed. The two transcendent realm deacons and elders took action at the same time, attacking the two young masters, one of whom was Qi Gujian.
Qi Gujian raised his eyebrows: "Hmm? You only pick soft persimmons?"
In an instant, a loud sword cry resounded in all directions, and extremely sharp sword energy burst out from the fingers of Qi Gu's sword. This guy struck mercilessly, and immediately slashed at an old man at the fifth level of transcendence not far away.
On the other side, the young man in golden clothes smiled evilly and punched out. There was a faint sound of roaring mountains and tsunami. The power of the fist was unparalleled. He met the palm of another outer sect elder, domineering and Definitely.
There was a sound of the air being torn apart, and his body moved. Li Lun quickly evaded to the right, and his sword fingers moved together. The thunderous sword energy was like a river bursting its embankment, overwhelming the sky and slashing at the young man in white on the opposite side, without fear of the young man's strength. Claw method.
Zheng!
More than ten feet away, there was another sound of swords. Song Wanli pointed his fingers like swords. A faint golden energy enveloped his fingers. A top-level swordsmanship appeared in the world. He moved continuously and attacked a person. A young man in golden clothing.
There is a big gap between the cultivation realms of the two. Song Wanli is only at the eighth level of the Yuxu Realm, while the young man has the peak cultivation level of the Yuxu Realm. However, Song Wanli is not afraid at all. As the owner of the Golden Front Body, he is confident You can fight across levels.
The most shocking scene for Fang Qing appeared. Senior Brother Long Wuwei straightened his expression and shouted: "Come on, fight!"
The next moment, under the astonished gaze of Fang Qing and the gaze of Gaoshan, the senior brother made a gesture with his hands surrounding the world and all things, embracing the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and rushed towards the three beauties, with an attitude of looking forward to death as if he was going home. , I have to fight alone...er, monopolize the three beauties.
Soon, the pretty faces of He Xiaowan, Liu Caixue, and Ye Xun turned dark. Before, they stood aloof on the battlefield, and no one dared to attack them.
Even if others wanted to invite a fight, they had some considerations, unlike the rogue senior brother Long Wuwei, who looked like a big bad wolf who saw three little white rabbits and had no shame at all.
Twenty feet away, Zhao Xiancheng stood with his hands behind his back, motionless as a mountain, with the jade trees facing the wind, looking at the entire battlefield. Then when he saw Long Wuwei's performance, his face darkened and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.
His senior brother, Long Wuwei, entered the academy at the same year as him, only one month apart. At that time, he admired Long Wuwei's combat prowess and conduct as a confidant.
Unexpectedly, they unexpectedly met the sect leader in the back mountain. At that time, they did not know that it was Yu Qingfeng.
Afterwards, the three of them often discussed martial arts together. From then on, Senior Brother Long Wuwei and the sect master became close, and today's rogue Senior Brother Long Wuwei was born.
Before Long Wuwei could approach the three beauties, the three women shouted at the same time, a terrifying aura appeared on their delicate bodies, and three jade palms were shot forward at the same time.
In an instant, He Xiaowan's Su Xin Palm, Liu Caixue's Mountain and River Snow Palm, and Ye Xun's Dancing Moon Palm were activated at the same time, and the three slender jade palms released the most powerful attack power.
Wherever he passed, the artistic conception of martial arts appeared in the air, and the palm force tore through the heavy air, and the roar was endless, becoming the most terrifying battlefield in the entire Haoran Square.
Fang Qing was dazzled by what he saw. The martial arts heavenly eye emerged secretly, and he absorbed the essence of martial arts one by one. These three palm techniques are not ordinary, and their grades are all above the best on the earth level. The moves are exquisite and not weak. I have too many ice palms.
Seeing this astonishing scene, the rogue senior brother Long Wuwei felt a little guilty, his expression changed unpredictably, he wanted to avoid its sharp edge, but he couldn't keep his face down.
Suddenly, an extremely powerful energy and blood burst out from Long Wuwei's body, and the aura of the possessor of a special physique was fully revealed.
It is a rare Guiyuan body, where all things return to their origin, and all things return to their source. It possesses the power to match the vitality and origin of heaven and earth, and is quite extraordinary.
At this moment, Long Wuwei seemed to have changed into a different person, possessing a great majestic aura. The posture surrounding the world, embracing the sun, moon, mountains and rivers suddenly changed and became extremely extraordinary.
Long Wuwei's hands formed a seal in an instant, and pure essence suddenly surged out, forming a bright ring in front of his body.
The ring of Dao Yun is innate, and the defense power is extremely powerful. This is a special martial skill unique to the Haoran Sect, the top-level seal of the heaven level - Liangyi Seal!
It was an unexpected acquisition by ancestor Haoran. Few people in the Haoran Sect have been able to practice it in the past 30,000 years. This Long Wuwei is exactly suitable for practicing this secret seal art. It can only be said to be God's will.
There was a burst of light in Fang Qing's eyes, and his martial arts eyes were operating to the extreme, observing the mystery of the mysterious seal.
He was very interested in this strange seal. Its charm was no less than that of holy martial arts, and even exceeded it.
This is a seal method that combines defensive power and attack power. If he guessed correctly, if the ring is thrown by Long Wuwei, it will definitely have great destructive power.
Boom! boom! boom!
A loud noise resounded in all directions, and the next moment, the four masters collided together. Three slender jade palms struck with anger, and the power they brought was extremely terrifying.
In an instant, unimaginable power fluctuations swept across all directions. The weaker disciples around him were unable to avoid them and were instantly thrown away, almost falling off the platform.
Fang Qing looked towards the center of the power field with a strange expression and twitching corners of his mouth. There, the tyrannical Liang Yi Seal exploded, and the rogue senior brother Long Wuwei was knocked away like a rag bag and flew out of the field at high speed.
In the void, Long Wuwei's expression changed drastically. He roared and struck the void with his legs like a divine whip. The void barrier clanged and sparks flew everywhere.
The next moment, Long Wuwei used the force of the shock to force his way back into the fighting platform, and performed an ordinary Thousand Category Drop. After landing at high speed, he staggered back more than ten steps, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale and pale. He looked quite frightened. He looked at the three goddesses fearfully.
Fang Qing was also filled with admiration. The three prodigies of heaven took action at the same time. Even if they did not use all their strength, the power unleashed by the three of them was still terrifying. Ordinary masters at the top of the life and death realm may not be able to handle it.
But Long Wuwei was able to withstand this blow with his peak Yuxu Realm cultivation. Although he suffered serious internal injuries, it was enough to prove that he was a genius with extremely good combat power.
Zhao Xiancheng shook his head. This is the result of being mean-mouthed and acting out of tune. As a senior brother, that guy even teased all the junior sisters. It was really...shameless.
Long Wuwei wiped the corner of his mouth and said in admiration: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, the three junior sisters are indeed amazing! Senior brother is convinced."
Liu Caixue glanced at Long Wuwei and snorted. Seeing that he was not too hurt, she was slightly relieved, not for Long Wuwei himself, but for the Haoran Sect to avoid losing such a peerless talent.
Outside the field, many elders of the outer sect and inner sect also breathed a sigh of relief. The scene just now was indeed thrilling. The three little girls shot at the same time, even the mysterious Liangyi Seal was shattered. If it were them, they would have to suffer even if they didn't die. The serious injury was enough to prove that Long Wuwei was extremely extraordinary.
"Hmph! He's so angry and arrogant that he deserves this blow!" From a distance, Fang Xiaohan glared at Long Wuwei, whose breathing was disordered, with a harsh tone and very dissatisfied.
Long Wuwei didn't dare to say a word, and he stepped aside calmly, calming down a little bit of his gangsterism. Fang Xiaohan's name was extremely loud in the entire Haoran Sect. He was a truly talented person back then, and he was definitely not inferior to himself now.
Looking at other directions on the battlefield, one-third of the masters on the battlefield have been reduced. As expected, many old deacon elders and outer elders have all been eliminated.
The reality is so cruel. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old ones. They have not broken through the barriers to transcendence for so many years, which is enough to explain a lot of things.
Learning martial arts requires talent and understanding. Although those with poor qualifications can make up for their shortcomings through hard work, they are still in the minority.
At present, the twelve disciples who can stay on the battlefield are all geniuses, and each of them has the ability to fight across borders. Even if they cross a small realm, it is very rare.
Except for the three outliers Fang Qing, Zhao Xiancheng, and Long Wuwei, the remaining nine people are Liu Caixue, Ye Xun, He Xiaowan, Song Wanli, Ling Feng, Feng Ming, Qi Gujian, Qin He, and Li Lun, all of whom are He is one of the few young masters with huge potential, worthy of the Haoran Sect’s efforts to cultivate him.
Dong Yushan nodded: "Very good! Very good! Although you are more than three people, you do have some strength, and your potential in all aspects cannot be underestimated. The sect can take you to Shice Mountain in the Zhongwu Domain. Can you grasp the sect's strength?" The opportunity to train you is up to you."
"Let's disperse each other. Let's sum up and understand. Also prepare some necessary things and carry them with you. Tomorrow morning, we will wait for the sect's arrangement in the Haoran Hall."
Afterwards, many core elders, inner sect elders, etc. dispersed. The other disciples who were not selected were full of regrets and looked at the twelve top geniuses on the battlefield with envy, and they could only leave separately.
Long Wuwei said: "Ahem, cough, let me introduce myself first. My name is Long Wuwei, and I am your senior brother. From now on, we will all study martial arts together and strive to get a good ranking among the four major ethnic groups. The weather is bright today It’s still early, Senior Brother is hosting, we are all gathering at my Huaijian Peak, the wine and food have been prepared, what do you think, junior brothers and sisters?”
Song Wanli's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I have long heard that senior brother likes to collect spiritual wine. Junior brother has been envious of it for a long time. Today, I have the fate to gather here, how can I refuse senior brother?"
Another young man, Feng Ming, also echoed: "This is possible. Today, four junior brothers with extraordinary talents have joined us. It's time to celebrate."
He looked at Fang Qing and Qi Gujian. The four of them were very proud of themselves. They were promoted from outer sect disciples to inner sect disciples in one fell swoop. Presumably, they would be promoted to core disciples in a few days. This kind of speed was extremely rare.
No one refused, even the three beauties were somewhat moved. They gathered around Fang Qing and smiled. They regretted that they had never fought against Qing Emperor Fang Qing. They would have to fulfill this wish someday.
Afterwards, Long Wuwei led his junior brothers and sisters towards Huajian Peak. The group attracted the attention of many disciples of the Haoran Sect, and they were envious, jealous, and hateful.
