Just hearing the bell ringing above, Yan Changlan moved his fingers slightly, and then with a clang, the sword was unsheathed.
At this moment, he only used his right hand, the Thunder Sword, and pointed his toes. His whole body was like a big roc, approaching Ge San.
Its momentum is like thunder!
His sword is also like thunder.
Many people can notice that there is a faint purple light in the sword technique that is as fast as thunder. This is the magic power of Yan Changlan. It is spurred from the edge of the sword, bringing extremely powerful power. .
Ge San was also not to be outdone. He held a hatchet and rushed over with a sharp shout.
He made several chops with his hatchet, and his moves didn't seem to have much structure, but if you look carefully, you can find that the trajectory of those random chops seems a bit weird, as if the angle of each blow is very tricky. If it is compared with other soldiers, If the blade collides, I'm afraid it will always block the opponent's regular route.
The next moment, the thunder sword and the hatchet collided together.
The sound of gold and iron clashing was so loud that almost all the disciples watching couldn't help but speculate in their hearts - can Yan Changlan's sword withstand the chop of the hatchet? Sword or hatchet, who can win?
Most people still think that hatchets are more powerful.
It's not that he looks down on Yan Changlan, but although Yan Changlan has some reputation, and his cultivation and strength are generally very strong, after all, very few people have seen it with their own eyes. Unlike Ge San, the majesty of his hatchet is through After many fights, many people were defeated by him, which made people expect more from him.
Ye Shu looked very calm when he saw the collision between the two.
Xiao Ming knew that Ye Shu was very discerning. At this moment, because he was a little worried about Yan Changlan, he couldn't help but ask: "Fellow Taoist Shi, who can win between senior brother and Ge San? Can you tell?"
Ye Shu did not hesitate: "Changlan will definitely win, Ge San is no match for him."
Xiao Ming was stunned: "Ge San can't beat the senior brother in ten moves?!"
Ye Shu said: "Exactly."
Xiao Ming was puzzled: "This is unlikely..."
But having said that, Xiao Ming immediately put the realization on the field.
He also hopes that a miracle will happen. Then Ge San is not the enemy of senior brother Shihe!
And Yan Changlan had already used his Zhuo Lei Sword to resist the hatchet.
After the crisp collision sound, Yan Changlan could sense that there was no damage to the clumsy thunder sword. On the contrary, there seemed to be some subtle feelings on the opponent's hatchet. Maybe it was not a real injury, but at least the power of the hatchet should. He is no match for the Thunder Sword.
After making up his mind, Yan Changlan felt relieved.
Immediately, he put his previous experience into play and struck steadily with each move, causing the Zhuo Lei sword and the hatchet to collide.
Ge San's hacking technique usually relies on the strength of the hatchet. Unexpectedly, the long sword used by Yan Changlan this time was sharper than his hatchet. After a few rounds, he naturally became a little panicked. He quickly used a movement technique to get out of the mercury-like atmosphere that was weighed heavily by the sword.
It's a pity that although Ge San had good ideas, his body skills were mediocre and inferior to Yan Changlan's, who couldn't develop light body skills. Naturally, he could only be suppressed by Yan Changlan.
Yan Changlan's Thunder Sword Technique was unable to splash water, as if thunder and lightning were pressing over him. After being slashed nine times in a row, the hatchet finally couldn't resist the next move and suddenly broke apart!
Ge San's eyes were about to burst and he was heartbroken. However, many monks who were watching on the side couldn't help but smile with gloating after seeing this. There were many people who had their weapons cut off by Ge San. Now they can see Ge San. He was also very happy to have his weapon broken.
Without the hatchet, Ge San's power was reduced by half. Yan Changlan struck again with his sword. Ge San was in a daze. He was swept away from the fighting arena and lost to Yan Changlan!
Yan Changlan put his sword back into its sheath and left the venue unhurriedly.
He was better than Ge San, no more, no less, exactly ten moves.
Xiao Ming believed Ye Shu's vision more and immediately stood up to greet Yan Changlan.
Yan Changlan looked at Ye Shu with a smile on his face.
Ye Shu nodded to him: "Don't be careless in the future."
Yan Changlan said in a deep voice: "A Zhuo, don't worry, I still have some energy left."
Xiao Ming was honored to see Yan Changlan's ability, but when he saw Yan Changlan talking to Ye Shu, he didn't bother him.
Then, Ye Shu ordered: "You adjust your breath first, and I will explain the subsequent battle."
Yan Changlan happily agreed.
Xiao Ming immediately sat upright, waiting for the next instructions.
Ye Shu's explanation was still very detailed, and he slowly stopped talking after all the inner disciples had finished their first session.
Yan Changlan listened thoughtfully, and occasionally made gestures with his fingers. He felt that it had many benefits, and it also made his swordsmanship and knowledge better.
After that, the inner disciples who won the first round fought again in pairs.
Yan Changlan went to get the pair of cards, which was one of the pieces of topaz that had been divided into two halves. Where it was cut in the middle, there happened to be a number that had also been cut off - "三五".
In other words, Yan Changlan was ranked thirty-fifth in the subsequent battle, and the person who got the other half of the pair of cards with him was Yan Changlan's next opponent!
Ye Shu still explained, but this time he gave Yan Changlan more time to understand.
There were many questions accumulated in Xiao Ming's stomach, but he did not dare to take the initiative to ask Ye Shu - Ye Shu's identity was one thing, his cold temperament was another, and he was just eavesdropping, so people didn't care. , it would be too inappropriate for him to keep asking questions. He has always acted appropriately and would never do something like this.
After Yan Changlan realized it for a while, it was his turn again.
This time, his opponent was a female cultivator. However, despite the fact that the female cultivator was weaker than Liu Fufeng, she was unambiguous in her attacks. Yan Changlan had no choice but to draw out the Lanfeng Sword and fight with the female cultivator with swiftness and agility. .
The female cultivator survived thirty moves, leaving only the last trace of her magic power to be able to walk out of the fighting arena. Then she stood quietly in the corner of the spectators, preparing to quietly learn from the other people's battles.
Yan Changlan returned to Ye Shu's side: "Azhuo, how was my performance in this game?"
Ye Shu said: "It's okay, we still need to work harder."
Yan Changlan immediately agreed.
Xiao Ming was speechless when he heard it.
His senior brother is almost a cultivator, so he still needs to work harder... How to work hard? But when he saw that his senior brother had readily agreed, he had no choice but to quietly wipe his hands away in cold sweat.
After thinking about it, he still felt that this was probably one of the reasons why the senior brother could achieve such a level of cultivation now...
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All in all, the competition between the inner sect monks may be quite eye-catching among the monks in the realm of Qi refining, but for Ye Shu, it is just that the third level of Qi refining is slightly stronger than the first and second levels of Qi refining. As for anyone else It seemed so subtle, but he was completely unaware of it.
Because of Ye Shu's eyesight, Yan Changlan, who was guided by him, gradually became aware of it. At the same time, he himself began to see the flaws in the methods used by the inner disciples to cast spells. Even those at the fourth level of Qi Refining could not call him I feel like looking up.
The two-by-two fighting went on for many rounds, and Yan Changlan would fight seriously every time, but everyone who fought against him lost at his hands without exception.
In the end, Yan Changlan won consecutive battles, attracting the attention of countless disciples. Even several Masters of Foundation Establishment couldn't help but look at him a few more times and cast envious glances at Master Sun.
"Good Lord Sun, you have a genius with such qualifications in your pocket. No wonder you broke the rules and accepted him as your successor!"
"That's right. Such a good prospect, why did I choose you?"
"You are so outstanding at such a young age, Master Sun is so lucky!"
Sun Zhenren was also somewhat proud: "After I accepted Chang Lan, I gave him no more benefits than giving him exercises and occasional guidance. He was young but able to control himself. He practiced hard every day. Until now. To be able to achieve such a level of cultivation, he himself has nine percent of the credit, and I only have one percent of the credit for leading the way."
The more he said this, the more he made other foundation-building masters jealous.
If Sun Zhenren was allowed to snatch Yan Changlan away at first, it was partly because he was worried that he was young and energetic, and that he was afraid that he would forget to practice amidst the compliments and would not be able to teach him well. Now I find that this young man is more self-disciplined than many older disciples, and I feel different.
Among them was a white-haired old man who looked at Yan Changlan thoughtfully.
He himself envied Master Sun, but he also felt that Yan Changlan's facial features seemed a little familiar, and his last name also sounded a little familiar... But he didn't think about it carefully, and his eyes fell on the scene again.
Many disciples who were watching around the venue also had more discussions about Yan Changlan's incident:
"I originally thought he wouldn't be able to hold on, but I didn't expect him to be so strong, defeating many famous senior brothers and sisters!"
"It's only been a year...Isn't this, this kind of advancement better than Senior Brother Zhou?"
"Hush, keep your voice down! I heard that Senior Brother Zhou was able to draw Qi in January, refine one level of Qi in three months, second level in one year, and third level in three years... In my Baixiao Sect, he is a well-deserved top genius..."
But everyone can tell that there is still a big gap between Zhou Fangcong and Yan Changlan.
After all, it took Zhou Fangcong about four and a half years to reach the third level of Qi refining. It was much better than those monks who took more than ten or twenty years to achieve such a result. But compared to Yan Changlan, he Then it became dim and dull.
Therefore, when some sounds inevitably entered his ears, Zhou Fangcong's expression became a little stiff.
Then he took a deep breath.
This competition is not over yet. No matter how Yan Changlan performs now, he must defeat him. Only in this way can he regain his reputation!
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The first twenty people have been decided, most of them are at the fourth level of Qi refining, and a few are at the third level.
There are a total of six monks on the third level of Qi Refining, one of whom is Yan Changlan, one is Zhou Fangcong, and four mature disciples who have stayed on the third level of Qi Refining for a long time but have a solid foundation and powerful techniques.
In these many games, Yan Changlan's luck is pretty good. He has never encountered an opponent at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and all his opponents are at the third level.
But now it is at the end. In the competition for the top ten, Yan Changlan will inevitably have to fight against several old disciples at the fourth level of Qi Refining.
Now is the critical moment for twenty to enter the ten. If you only get into the top twenty, there will not be much reward, but once you enter the top ten, it will be completely different.
After the dramatic changes in his family, Yan Changlan's temperament became more stable than before. However, he had made arrogance in front of his close friends before, and now he has finally reached this point and wants to go further and prove himself.
Therefore, there was inevitably a sense of nervousness in his heart.
Ye Shu looked at Yan Changlan on the stage and didn't think anything of it.
In his opinion, Yan Changlan still has a chance of winning even if he faces a monk at the fourth level of Qi Refining. As long as Yan Changlan does not let himself get injured, his ranking will definitely be more than the top ten.
Many of the disciples watching around were also a little nervous. They looked at the last twenty people with excitement in their hearts.
Soon, the twenty people quickly drew a pair of cards, and then looked at each other.
Coincidentally, the opponent Yan Changlan faced was a monk at the third level of Qi Refining!
For a moment, Yan Changlan didn't know whether he should feel lucky or disappointed.
But he soon calmed down - even a third-level Qi Refining monk who could reach this point might not be easier to deal with than a fourth-level Qi Refining monk. He still treated it with caution and tried his best to win!
The next moment, someone came on stage to fight.
At this point, it was no longer multiple pairs of monks competing together, but only two people competing in each match.
The people entering the venue now are Zhou Fangcong and a woman.
Zhou Fangcong had a graceful demeanor, and the woman was also a monk at the third level of Qi Refining. Her face looked a bit cold, but when she faced Zhou Fangcong's elegant smile, a touch of red rose on her face.
In the inner and outer sects, many female disciples looked at Zhou Fangcong with bright eyes.
Zhou Fangcong has a high status, strong strength, rapid advancement, and a handsome face. He is unparalleled in the sect. Even though Yan Changlan's reputation is rising now, he is still a few points behind Zhou Fangcong, who has been famous for a long time.
At this moment, Zhou Fangcong raised his hand to the woman and said, "Zhou is going to make a move. Junior sister, please come."
The woman's face straightened and she also said: "Senior Brother Zhou, please!"
What Zhou Fangcong used was also swordsmanship.
His swordsmanship is flexible and powerful, each sword is extremely sharp, and the place where the sword passes is thick with earth, which is perfect for his metal and earth spiritual roots. Moreover, his moves are like lightning, and he kills the woman in an instant. Suppressed.
