Zhuyu was in front, which made the atmosphere near the arena a bit strange. The several pairs of disciples who appeared next appeared extremely cautious. Their magic weapons were glowing brightly, and their figures were mostly erratic. After all, no one wanted to repeat the previous scene and become the butt of laughter.
There have been several waves of commentators on Taoism, but whenever a disciple with a good reputation comes to the stage, he is sure to stir up exclamations of surprise.
For example, as soon as Ouyang Changrong appeared on the stage, there was a scream of ghosts in the audience.
This boy has a handsome appearance, his eyes are like stars, his black hair is flying in the wind, and his figure is as bright as a jade tree. He is dressed in a light purple robe. He is a suave and elegant young man.
He was facing off against a monk in the late stage of Xuanzhao. The two of them discussed Tao with their bare hands using Five Elements magic. The figures could not cross each other for a few seconds, but Ouyang Changrong easily sent his opponent to the outside of the ring with a volley of his palm.
The onlookers were happy and excited, and even one female cultivator was so excited that she cried and laughed at the same time, just like a silly girl.
Ouyang Changrong was unmoved and walked away gracefully. The defeated disciple suddenly became a favorite, and many of his fellow disciples gathered around him to chat.
The disciple was flattered and even felt that he was lucky to be defeated by Ouyang Changrong. He immediately wiped away his sadness and chatted happily with many supporters. This scene was very eye-catching.
Yan Ci watched with concentration for a long time and felt that he had benefited a lot.
Watching the duels between masters, trying to figure out their fighting skills and applying them to your own actual combat will undoubtedly increase your chances of winning.
Immediately following on the stage were two young men from Dicuiyuan who were both fat and thin. They had a close friendship. They greeted each other with smiles, and then slowly grabbed their talismans and threw them out.
The talismans are all low-level five-element talismans. After being activated, they transform into firebirds, ice cones, thorns, stone flows, etc. The scene is spectacular.
Suddenly the firebird swallowed the ice pick, and suddenly the stone flow trapped the firebird. The two stood far away from each other and fought fiercely for a long time in two corners, without even hurting each other's hair.
The audience couldn't help but curse: "Two prodigal boys, even the Susha family can't stand their squandering."
"Not to mention, these two fools are really the children of the Susha family. The thin one is called Sushadong, and the fat one is called Sushaxi, and their nickname is 'Not a Thing'. They are usually lazy by nature. From senior sister Susha Qingying I would be very proud to learn a little bit about refining talismans."
There were boos in the audience, but there was a lively fight on the stage. There was a lively back and forth for a long time. In the end, the talisman in Sushaxi's storage ring fell out, and she had to beg for mercy and admit defeat.
After waiting for about two hours, Yan Ci gradually stepped onto the stage, bowed to the elder Judgment and saluted: "Disciple Yan Ci, come to discuss the Tao."
The elder nodded slightly, looked around, and said with a smile: "Master Nephew Gu hasn't arrived yet, so I'll wait for a while."
After a moment, a man with a tall figure and fine features hurried over in a hurry. After saluting, Chao Yanci smiled slightly to apologize and said: "I have been visiting Xiachuan Tingyuan for the past year. I have thanked you, junior brother, for waiting for a long time."
Yan Ci said: "It doesn't matter, I hope senior brother will show mercy."
Gu Xinnian grinned, and then he raised the dazzling white fairy sword. The blade was unsheathed, and the entire arena was enveloped in an icy feeling. Yan Ci didn't take precautions and shuddered involuntarily.
Gu Xinnian said: "This sword is called Xueting. It is forged from the millennium snow grits of Baishou Mountain. Please enlighten me."
Yan Ci also offered the Iris Fairy Sword, and said with some embarrassment: "The sword is called Iris, and its origin is unknown."
Gu Xinnian said no more, and the sword technique was drawn, and the Xueting sword was rolled up and smeared with white light, and struck at his chest.
Yan Citi raised his hand on his wrist, and a purple-gold sword light shot through the air to meet him. The two sword energy dispersed at the first touch.
"Huh." Gu Xinnian said in surprise. Then his eyes turned cold, he quickly turned around with his sword, and three brilliant sword lights flew out from under his ribs, slashing through Yan Ci's three Dantians without any stagnation.
Yan Ci's figure flashed sharply, but the strange and extremely spiritual sword light flickered in the air, forming a long white rainbow and striking down wildly.
Sen Han's sword light arrived in an instant, and his indomitable momentum was about to cut Yan Ci into two pieces. Gu Xinnian seemed to be quite proud of the Three Swordsmanship. He struck out fiercely and stood there holding the sword at each other.
Someone in the audience said: "Gu Xinnian is an outstanding figure among the younger generation of Bo Wei Yuan. The disciple opposite is in danger." Someone echoed, and the elder of the adjudicator was even prepared to rescue the situation in danger.
The eyes of the cultivators were blurred, the sword light suddenly failed, Yan Ci's figure flashed out of the air like a ghost, and his whereabouts were difficult to pin down for a while.
In the corner of the arena, green light suddenly appeared. Yan Ci looked at Gu Xinnian with a half-smile, as if he was saying how easy it is to win! The look in his eyes was extremely hateful, and Gu Xinnian was furious.
Yan Ci's body movements are light and agile, faster than ghosts and ghosts. After all, Gu Xinnian was still a little afraid, so he casually used a light curtain to protect his body.
If the opponent takes advantage of the situation and attacks closely, it is indeed not a wise move to have no protection.
Yan Ci rushed up, the green shadow rolled up the sword light and fought fiercely with Gu Xinnian. The whole arena was filled with sword energy, and the sound of breaking through the air was tearing at everyone's minds.
Gu Xi Nian was not an easy person. As the Snow Court Sword stretched and retracted, snow fell like catkins all over the stage. The snow mist curled up and hit Yan Ci. The cold air invaded, and even the cultivators outside the stage could feel the slightest chill. .
Yan Ci's body is like a swimming dragon, the purple-gold iris sword is fluttering, and the sword light rushes back and forth, criss-crossing. The disciples in the audience fought for it, and the scene of such a fierce battle was really eye-catching.
The solemn and majestic sword light of the Irises Sword was overwhelming, and Gu Xiannian's cultivation was blocked round after round, like an iron nail being hammered continuously by the violent storm of the sword. Before the cup of tea has passed, the disadvantages are obvious.
Suddenly a purple lightning protruded, and a bone-chilling chill filled the air.
This sword intent was so full that Gu Xinnian suddenly felt extremely dangerous, but the next moment, the sword intent was elusive and could not be found.
Gu XiNian felt like he was in an illusion. Suddenly, with a loud shout, the Snow Court Sword Qi turned into thousands of sword threads, protecting itself tightly like a continuous spring rain.
The purple-gold sword light suddenly disappeared, and Yan Ci walked around the stage, tentatively attacking two sword energies, both of which were cut into wisps of light and dispersed in the void.
When Yan Ci saw this, he suddenly regretted it. He only regretted that he had a good impression of Gu Xinnian at the beginning. He should have taken advantage of the gap between his three swords and used the Swift Feather Catching Wind Escape Technique to give him a thunderous blow.
After shaking out several more sword lights, they all failed to achieve any success. Yan Ci simply stopped and followed him from a short distance away, patiently watching Gu Xinnian's sword play.
The spectators, Zhanger Jingang, were confused, and one person sighed: "Shanren has never seen this kind of fighting style in his life." The monks in the audience became more and more interested, and wanted to see how the two of them would end.
The elder adjudicator smiled and secretly praised Yan Ci for his cleverness. Gu Xinnian's defensive posture regardless of the loss of mana could not last long.
Sure enough, once Gu Xinnian wanted to give up, the purple-gold sword light began to flow in front of him again.
Gu Xinnian seemed like a top again, and the Iris Fairy Sword was like the whip that kept beating.
As his magic power was about to be exhausted, Gu Xinnian sighed: "I give up!" His words were very desolate.
In the pavilion, Qi Jingwei said in shock: "Did that young man use Biluo Sword Intent?"
Lin Mo was also a little surprised, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, it is the Biluo Qingming Jue. I didn't expect that in just a few years, this boy could reach such a level that he couldn't even resist it in the past."
Qi Jingwei said in surprise: "From what my senior brother said, this boy seems to have some background."
Lin Mo's cloudy eyes flashed, and he said slowly: "This person is Junior Sister Qingming's only disciple, Yan Ci."
Several elders who didn't know about it said in astonishment: "Qing Ming accepted a disciple? When?"
Lin Mo sighed: "For three to five years, there are a few old people who don't practice. They usually know that they practice in seclusion and don't care about practical matters. Now they just come here to ask questions."
The elders were surprised. Xie Bo'an came over and said with a bitter smile: "This little friend has been living in Dicui Temple for several years. Even I don't know about this. He really deserves to be punished."
Qi Jingwei stroked his long beard and said slowly: "Qing Ming has never had the intention of recruiting apprentices for many years. I think this son's qualifications are ordinary, how can he win Qing Ming's favor? Is there another reason?"
Lin Mo had an indifferent expression on his face and wrote lightly: "Not accepting disciples in the past doesn't mean that I don't want to accept them now. Even if Qing Ming enters the Space and Ming Period after a year and a half, I won't be surprised. Why make such a fuss over a trivial matter? "
Xie Bo'an was a little depressed and sighed: "Qing Ming is actually willing to give away the miraculous skill of Bi Luo Qing Ming Jue. This shows that she values this young man very much."
Everyone could understand the implication. Qing Minggui was the master of Qifeng Peak. Although Xie Bo'an was the chief elder of the outer courtyard, his status within the sect was by no means the same as that of Qing Minggui.
Qing Ming's only disciple was cultivating under his nose, but he didn't give him any care. I'm afraid it's natural for Qing Ming to have some thoughts.
Fairy Huaxi was a little absent-minded and sighed: "Hey, I think back then Qing Ming and Senior Brother Lin Hancheng were the perfect match for each other. If Senior Brother Lin hadn't suffered an accident... after so many years, she should have let go. Alright?"
Lin Mo shook his head and said: "Otherwise, Qing Ming is a man of temperament. Now that he has passed down Brother Lin's miraculous skills to his disciples, I'm afraid he will miss him even more."
The faces of the group of cultivators are all different, how can anyone be able to break through just one word of love?
Qi Jingwei chuckled and said: "You elders are so passionate. It can be seen that the Taoist heart is not stable, so are you not afraid of hindering your practice?"
The group of cultivators were shocked when they heard this, and each of them calmed down.
Qi Jingwei said solemnly: "To be honest, this kid has not yet mastered the Biluo Sword Intent. It will not be easy to occupy a place in this discussion meeting."
All the elders nodded in agreement and said, "What senior brother said is true."
Wan Lifeng was listening not far away. Sichuan Ting Academy is the outer courtyard of Jiu Shoufeng. Huo Xiao and Gu Xinnian were both great masters in the academy. However, they were defeated by two unknown disciples in their first discussion. , which made him feel quite uncomfortable.
On one side of the arena, brother and sister Jiang Jinyue looked at Yan Ci's retreating figure. Jiang Shuyue said slowly: "With his current cultivation level, he is definitely our formidable enemy in this discussion."
Jiang Jinyue said disdainfully: "Sister, you don't need to grow up in other people's ambitions to destroy your own prestige. This boy only has the qualifications of the true spiritual root. Even with the careful guidance of Master Qingming, his methods are limited. Besides, I have already found out clearly that Master Qingming He did not personally teach him by words and deeds, but was guided by Uncle Ye Weishuang from Diduiyuan. Besides, we are now in the realm of Xuanzhao Consummation. Although Yan Ci is extraordinary, his magic power is still a little behind."
Jiang Shuyue said: "Brother, please don't forget that when we faced off against him, his Moonlight Thousand Miles Technique had already broken through to the transformation stage. After practicing for more than a year, he is definitely not comparable to that day."
Jiang Jinyue chuckled and said, "Don't worry, sister, if my brother meets him in the ring, he will wash away the shame of that day."
Jiang Shuyue looked at the conceited smile on Jiang Shuyue's face, sighed secretly, and then fell silent.
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