The leader of the Changyuan Sect is in the middle stage of Condensation Yuan, hanging in the air with his robes flying!
This person was familiar to Li Shu and Huo Zixun had also met him before. The two floated out of the room and faced off with the leader of the Changyuan faction. Li Shu was the first to speak: "Shi Tong, it's been ten years since I swallowed Qichi."
Shi Tong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know that Li Shu had broken through to the late stage. After careful consideration, he saw Huo Zixun beside him, who was walking in the air and actually entered the Ning Yuan. He sneered and said: "Lingzhen has been here for a long time." In the deep valley, happy events happened one after another, but they were not announced to anyone, which caused my sect to come empty-handed without preparing any generous gifts."
If he had spoken like this in the past, Li Shu would have been secretly angry. Now that he is in a good mood, he will not care about what he said and simply said straight to the point: "The invitation given by fellow Taoist Shi is a invitation for war, not a invitation for greetings. This shows that it is not for congratulations." When we come to this matter, there is no point in talking about it. It is better to ask the disciples of your noble sect to come to an end, and don't let them wait."
Huo Zixun stood aside with a cold face, because of the old grudge between the two factions.
The Changyuan Sect was originally at the bottom among the major sects in the Southern Territory. However, Ling Zhen was weakening, which was why he was defeated miserably at the hands of this sect in the last Foundation-Building Monk Fight. Among the ten people who participated in the foundation building battle, only Huo Zixun won the battle among the three in the late stage of foundation building, and only two of the remaining seven won in the mid-stage. The only gratifying thing was that Geng Tianqin, Shi Tong's personal disciple and the number one foundation-building disciple of the Changyuan Sect, was defeated by Huo Zixun.
But now, ten years have passed, Huo Zixun has broken through the Ning Yuan, Geng Tianqin is still lingering in the foundation building stage, and finally wins again.
Shi Tong looked hateful and unwilling, and replied: "Of course we have to fight. It just so happens that there are several disciples in my sect who are worthy of a fight. They have admired the style of Lingzhen Sect for a long time, so they came here to discuss the Tao!"
After finishing speaking, he turned back to the glazed boat and saw many young disciples crossing over from the cloud bridge connected by the two boats. They were all probably at the eighth or ninth level of Qi training. Stars were like the moon, surrounding a girl holding a sword.
In the past, the Lingzhen Sect's accompanying qi-training disciples were all selected by the elders, and there were only eleven or two people who came. Now, there are twenty people who came out through competition, and they are all elites in the sect, and they have an arrogant demeanor. This kind of arrogance is not due to the status of the elder's disciples, but is based on his own strength. As soon as they met, he shocked the disciples of the Changyuan Sect for a moment!
While the juniors were fighting, the monks in the Ningyuan period only watched and were unable to intervene.
Zheng Chenqing, the leader of the twenty qi training disciples, walked forward, raised his hands and said in salute: "Zheng Chenqing of the Lingzhen Sect."
One of the disciples stepped out and returned the greeting: "Changyuan Sect Meng Yuan!"
During the battle on the Lingzhen boat, Zheng Chenqing had the responsibility of being the host, so he asked: "I don't know what method your sect wants to use to discuss Taoism. I will just accompany you."
Meng Yuan raised his brows slightly and replied: "It's quite simple. Our qi training disciples also have twenty people, which is equal to your sect! So we set up five rounds of arena battles, with four people in each round. The loser will be eliminated, and the winner will stay. In the ring, why did the one who was on the ring send his disciples in the end? That is, which school won, three wins out of five games, what do fellow Taoists think?"
Such rules were considered very fair. Zheng Chenqing nodded in agreement, and the two factions began to assign disciples.
Among the twenty members of the Lingzhen Sect, six have made breakthroughs after one and a half years. Therefore, there are fourteen people who have practiced Qi at the ninth level, and six who have practiced Qi at the eighth level. From this, it can be seen that Zhao Chun has quickly caught up with the cultivation level. Considered low-end.
As for the Changyuan Sect, they should also be Qi training disciples selected by the method of fighting. The ninth level is only one less than Lingzhen, which is thirteen.
Zheng Chenqing was less scheming and upright. Among the five groups, four groups were divided into three disciples from the ninth level and one person from the eighth level. The last group had two disciples each from the ninth and eighth levels, and Zhao Shun was among them. People in Lingzhen will not think that this group is the weakest. In their opinion, Zhao Chun can defeat the eighth level of Qi training at the sixth level. Now that he has cultivated to the eighth level of Qi training, his combat power will definitely be comparable to that of the ninth level!
The Changyuan Sect does not understand this truth. Intuitively, the last group only has two ninth-level members, so it is naturally the weakest.
Wait until the two factions are completely divided and confront each other on the spot. However, many disciples on the Lingzhen side showed disdain. It turned out that the Changyuan sect organized the thirteen ninth-level disciples into three groups and won three out of five games, with the intention of winning three games directly. The remaining two groups only have one person at the ninth level, and the rest are all at the eighth level.
Zhao Shun thought secretly, "This is what Tian Ji did to horse racing. I will kill you and others under the horse today. How can you wait?"
Although this move is not very glorious, for the Changyuan Sect, it is more important to win the battle of discussing Taoism.
Meng Yuan raised his head slightly, indicating that he was fully prepared: "I think the two factions are already preparing for the war, why don't we start now!"
"That's how it is." Zheng Chenqing nodded, "My faction is the host and your faction is the guest. In this first game, our side will start first!"
After saying that, he floated up, landed on the stage, stretched out one hand forward, and made an invitation to fight.
The person on Changyuan's side who responded to the challenge was Meng Yuan, who was answering the question.
What Zheng Chenqing practiced was the most superior technique of the Lingzhen Sect, and it was owned by the leader. It is a water-based Dharma cultivation, and the whole body is full of momentum, like undercurrents of waves, rolling in!
He has improved a lot, Zhao Chun secretly thought, weighing in his mind, his strength has greatly increased compared to before.
After your own combat strength increases, you can evaluate the outcome of both sides while watching the battle. Everyone present was not an ordinary monk, but an elite of the sect. As soon as Zheng Chenqing made a move, everyone knew that Meng Yuan was definitely no match for him.
Meng Yuan felt powerless when fighting against him. Even if he lost in the ring, he still had to leave a mark for future generations. Since you cannot defeat your opponent, you must lure him into making moves and try your best to consume the true energy in your opponent's body.
Zheng Chenqing knew this truth and wanted to fight quickly, but the opponent tried to dodge more and took dozens of moves before he was defeated!
Theoretically, if one person defeats four people, he can defend the match to the end. However, no matter how strong the person is, he cannot withstand the opponent's deliberate consumption. Zheng Chenqing is worthy of being the direct successor of the sect. He defeated three people in a row before finally dying from exhaustion in the fourth game. retreat. Such achievements also attracted the attention of others. The sword-wielding girl from the Changyuan faction was full of fighting spirit. She locked her eyes on him as if she had found a close friend. Unfortunately, she was not in the first group and could not fight.
In the first game, Zheng Chenqing lost three people and was easily won by Lingzhen. However, in the next two games, he was deeply troubled by the opponent's methods. Four ninth-level Qi training monks came on the field one after another. Although Zhuang Kun and Fang Cairan were able to defeat one opponent Second, the only eighth-level Qi practitioner was powerless against the enemy and was defeated by Chang Yuan in two rounds.
In the fourth game, the four opponents were all at the eighth level of Qi training. Naturally, Lingzhen won. The two sides were tied for a while. When Zhao Chun was in the group, the two ninth-level Qi practitioners were not like Zheng or Zhuang. But he also has a solid foundation. He should not have any major difficulties facing Changyuan, who is on the ninth level of Qi training.
However, at the critical moment, there was no sign of nervousness on the other party's face.
