"Junior brother, that is Mo Li, the leader of the Gui Yi Sect. You must be careful about those two in this competition. It is rumored that they have stepped into the realm of breaking gods!" Nan Lingyi raised his eyes and reminded.
As one of the three major sects, Nanling Yiyi naturally knows a lot about it. Because of the existence of those two people and the relationship between Guiyi Sect and Wanjian Sect, the master has not allowed her to participate in these years.
Hearing Nanling Yiyi's reminder, Chen Yu looked up and saw that there were three people behind Mo Li, one of whom was Hong Ru yesterday.
At this time, Hong Ru's eyes were also cast here, with a hint of evil.
Chen Yu put away his gaze and said calmly: "Thank you, senior sister, for reminding me."
He had tested this man's strength yesterday, so he didn't take it seriously. It was not that he underestimated the enemy, but that he knew that he had stronger opponents, such as the two people beside Hong Ru.
Entering the God-Breaking Realm with just one step, you must know that this is not comparable to some ordinary God-Breaking Realm.
Some people practice for a lifetime, and at most they can only reach the God-breaking realm, while some people reach the God-breaking realm at a young age. In addition to enough energy and training, the more important thing is talent.
In other words, the journey of cultivation depends on hard work at the beginning and talent later on. Often, the higher the talent, the more it determines future achievements.
But this is not the only one. Some people can reach the pinnacle of martial arts without even acquiring some powerful inheritance, and they are no less capable than some extremely talented people.
Sitting on the stage, a man next to Hong Ru stared at Chen Yu and suddenly said: "Junior Brother Hong, is this the boy you mentioned yesterday?"
This man's name was Situ Jie. He was wearing a dark patterned robe, but his appearance was extremely inconsistent with his age. On the contrary, he was a little more dignified and steady. He stared at Chen Yu, not knowing what he was thinking.
Hong Ru said: "Second Senior Brother, although this person defeated me easily, he is nothing compared to Senior Brother."
Up to this point, he believed that the boy who defeated him was just a talent at most, and he knew the strength of the two senior brothers very well.
He would definitely not believe that he could defeat his opponent across the third level. Of course, it was impossible. After all, the disparity was so huge, like the difference between heaven and earth, that it was simply impossible.
Situ Jie did not answer. Over the years, he would not underestimate any amazing genius he had not seen.
Contempt for the enemy is undoubtedly contempt for one's own life.
The man next to Situ Jie always had his eyes closed and his face was expressionless.
"Brother, you're here!" On the other side, Liu Shui shouted when he saw Chen Yu waving his hand.
Big brother?
Liu He's eyes widened and he stammered: "Brother, you said he is the brother you recognize? And he saved you?"
Liu He was a little dull, frozen in place.
Liu Shui looked sideways, remembering what Liu He had told him before, and his heart moved, "Could it be..."
Liu He was silent.
Seeing Liu He's reaction, Liu Shui naturally understood what was going on. He raised his hand and slapped the back of his head, hitting Liu He so hard that stars appeared in his eyes and the world was spinning.
Liu Shui said angrily: "Don't say I'm beating you, I'm just trying to improve your memory."
Liu Yuanchao noticed the movement here, and looked over, and then looked at Chen Yu, feeling more grateful in his heart.
After Liu Shui returned home, he told what happened in Jiuyin Forest. At that time, he secretly thought that he would find an opportunity to thank the benefactor.
It turned out to be the young man in front of me. It seemed that all this was fate. Fortunately, I didn't have any enmity with him that day. Thinking of this, I felt relieved.
At this time, he turned his attention to the Guiyi Sect again, and this time there was something to behold.
Two hours later, after everyone had sat down in their seats, an old man walked onto the platform.
The old man squinted his eyes and had an aquiline nose. He was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Welcome to this competition. I won't talk about the rules anymore. Anyone who is under twenty years old and has reached the Po Yuan realm can participate. This competition The reward is a physical martial skill, Instant Thunder."
As soon as these words came out, the silent crowd suddenly exploded like thunder.
Even the man next to Sikong Jie was moved for a while, but soon returned to calm and never opened his eyes.
"Instant lightning, movement and martial arts." Chen Yu whispered softly, "Senior sister, what are the rules of the competition?"
Nan Lingyi said: "No matter life or death, junior brother, you must be careful about the two people who belong to the same sect, especially the one who closes his eyes. He killed very few disciples of our sect back then, and the master cannot openly start a war. Since then, Our sect gradually declined."
Chen Yu nodded and looked towards the man, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
Noticing Chen Yu's gaze, the man glanced sideways, then turned away, his expression as calm as water.
At this time, the old man on the platform said again: "Two hours later, the competition will officially begin. All qualified disciples of the sect are invited to register at the registration desk."
As soon as the words fell, the crowd immediately rushed towards the registration desk.
Not to mention anything else, the instant lightning skill alone can greatly improve one's strength. For this reason, many people take risks with a sense of luck. Even if they are defeated, they can admit defeat in time and avoid death.
After all, in the face of huge temptation, it is difficult to restrain the inner impulse, and everyone wants to try their luck. There was such an example in the past.
Some people just stood there quietly. After all, even if they get some things, they still have to live to enjoy them.
Two hours flowed like water.
The old man walked onto the stage again, holding a roll of wood and bamboo in his hand. This was the list of participants just counted. He glanced at the field and said: "The first game, Yanlin Sect Wang Wei versus Feiyu Sect Baijin."
A tall man walked onto the stage. His upper body was naked, and his muscles were bulging. Even the veins on his arms were obvious. He was holding a giant hammer of flowing black iron in his hand.
What was shocking was that with every step he took, the platform shook slightly.
He swept his eyes over and roared, "Who is Birkin? Get out of here."
Nan Lingyi stared at the man on the platform and said: "Junior brother, if you meet him later, you have to be careful. Although he is only from a small sect, he also killed a middle-level man in the early stage of Yuanjing. Now he has It’s the mid-term, and the strength may not be lower than the high-term.”
Chen Yu nodded and looked towards the platform.
Under the platform, a man in white jumped up from the crowd, and finally landed firmly on the platform, holding a folding fan in his hand.
“The first game was so exciting, this one is going to be exciting.”
"The Yanlin Sect is not weak at all against the Feiyu Sect, although it is only a small sect."
"I heard that this Wang Wei used his own strength to leapfrog and kill a strong man in the Yuan Yuan realm, and that Bo Jin's strength is even more of a mystery."
On the platform, Wang Wei took a sharp breath, took one step forward, and rushed towards Birkin like a mammoth, causing the platform to sway.
Bo Jin's eyes were focused, and his reaction was extremely sensitive. He stepped lightly and rose into the sky. At the same time, the folding fan in his hand suddenly opened and swept towards Wang Wei.
Several streaks of white and silver light were like sharp daggers, tearing through the air and hitting Wang Wei directly.
Clang, Clang, Clang——
There was a clanging sound of metal. What was surprising was that Wang Wei was not damaged at all. Instead, he became more and more fierce. He stepped forward and rushed towards Birkin.
Bo Jin's expression changed, and he waved his folding fan again, and several rays of silver-white light shot out of the air, as fast as lightning.
What he didn't expect was that the man in front of him could actually resist his technique. This was his sect's technique. Although it was not invincible, it could easily break through extremely hard rocks.
Facing the light that shot out like a sharp arrow again, Wang Wei's arms trembled.
boom!
A low, muffled sound directly blocked those rays of light, and shattered into pieces the moment they touched the body.
Bo Jin's expression changed suddenly, and he was about to attack again, but it was too late. Wang Wei had already arrived in front of him, and charged up a punch with a mountain-shaking force.
Faced with this extremely powerful blow, Birkin had no time to resist. He was directly punched and fell to the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned pale.
Wang Wei stared at the embarrassed Birkin on the ground and walked off the stage.
This time, his target is that person!
"Hahaha... Sect Leader Wang, I'm afraid your sect's disciples are about to rise this time." A middle-aged man laughed loudly in an area on the stage and looked at the old man on the right.
The old man stroked his long beard with a smile and looked at Wang Wei with satisfaction, a touch of pride in his eyes.
In the ensuing competition, Wanjian Sect Nanlingyi and Liuyun Sect Era.
There was no suspense, Nanling Yiyi won easily.
Then it’s time to unite and win!
The Sun Moon Sect wins!
Immortal Mansion wins!
Soon, the final battle came.
Wan Jian Zong Chen Yu battles against Sikong Jie.
"Sikong, there is no need to show mercy." Sitting on the stage, Mo Li said through the message.
Sikong nodded and walked onto the stage.
When Chen Yu came on stage, the audience was excited.
"I heard that this is the new disciple of Wanjian Sect. He is only about sixteen years old at this age. He won't come here to die like in previous years!"
"I think it's different. Although there are very few people who worship the Wanjian Sect nowadays, it doesn't mean that everyone can enter."
Nan Lingyi stared at Chen Yu with a look of worry. The gap between the two realms was so great that she felt uneasy in her heart.
If something happened to her junior brother for the sake of the sect, she would only fall into deep self-blame.
"Yiyi, don't worry." Sensing Nanling Yiyi's expression, Fang Chu said in a voice message with a smile on his face.
He still believes in Chen Yu, and he saw it in yesterday's battle with Hong Ru.
There was no pressure at all in the early and middle stages of Po Yuan's battle. This was not something that ordinary geniuses could do. Plus, with his swordsmanship skills, he was not worried.
Situ Jianguang stared at the boy opposite him, took a tiger step, and a light red light emerged from the center of his fist, and blasted towards Chen Yu, extremely domineering.
Chen Yu looked calm and did not move at all.
Situ Jie sneered in his heart and looked down upon himself. This was undoubtedly his biggest stupidity.
When the punch came, a strong killing intent surged out of Situ Jie, but the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.
"How is this possible!" Situ Jie's expression changed drastically.
Chen Yu suddenly disappeared and when he reappeared, he was behind Situ Jie.
An air sword condensed and thrust out instantly, making the sound of breaking wind.
laugh!
The sword light flashed, and Sikong Jie had no time to react, and was directly sent flying by the sword.
When he stopped, he was already at the edge of the platform. He looked up, his expression a bit ferocious, and there were waves of severe pain in his back, which made his face slightly distorted.
