"boom!"
Zhou Boyue exploded with his potential and knocked a disciple with a mid-level warrior cultivation level off the ring, winning the first round.
In the stands, Luo Changtian's eyes flashed and he looked at him again.
The competition has entered the final moment.
Zhang Yuanshan won two games in a row.
Zhou Boyue lost in the second game.
The competition between middle-level martial arts disciples came to an end quickly.
The top ten results are out.
Luo Qingzhou happened to get fifth place, while Zhang Yuanshan got sixth place.
After the great elder Wu Youzi announced the result, he asked the ten of them if they would continue to challenge.
If they continue, the four late-stage warrior disciples will also join them in drawing lots, and they are likely to meet late-stage warrior disciples.
Of course, if they can win, their ranking will naturally be further improved, they will receive more training resources, and they will even be favored by a senior member of the sect.
Zhang Yuanshan said without hesitation that he would continue the competition.
The other six disciples also expressed their intention to continue participating.
There are three disciples left, who seem to be still thinking and hesitating.
Zhang Yuanshan walked to Luo Qingzhou and whispered: "Fourth Junior Brother, your results are already good enough. If you were injured during the competition just now, just go down. Master will not blame you."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Senior Brother, I'm fine. I thought about it and decided to participate."
After speaking, he raised his hand and said: "Chu Feiyang, the disciple of the Kyoto helmsman, is willing to continue the competition."
The Great Elder Wu Youzi glanced at him and wrote down his name on the list.
Zhang Yuanshan patted him on the shoulder and said with concern: "Fourth Junior Brother, be careful. If you draw the four late martial arts masters, just admit defeat. There is no shame."
Luo Qingzhou nodded.
The remaining two disciples decided to quit after thinking for a while.
Now, including the four late-stage martial arts disciples, a total of twelve disciples began to compete for the top few positions.
As long as you can rank in the top five, the points, honors, and rewards you get will be the most generous.
In the first game, it was still a draw.
Twelve disciples walked onto the stone platform one after another, waiting for the draw of lots.
Luo Qingzhou happened to be standing together with Yun Wanrou from Shuicheng. Yun Wanrou smiled slightly, looked in front of her and said, "Junior brother Chu is really hiding his secrets. Even my senior brother has lost to you. I hope you will see me later. We may meet, and the little girl needs to ask Junior Brother Chu for advice."
Luo Qingzhou said: "I am definitely no match for Senior Sister Yun. If we do encounter her, I hope Senior Sister Yun can give me a few more moves."
The tip of Yun Wanrou's eyebrows twitched a few times. Thinking of the sparring session last night, a cold light suddenly flashed in her eyes.
Off stage.
The evil spirit in Sun Jiang's heart was finally cleared away. At this time, his face was full of spring breeze, and he looked at the two disciples on the stage with a smile on his face.
Jin Song on the side sneered: "Senior Brother Sun is too proud. If you want to be among the top few, your two disciples have no chance."
Sun Jiang was very happy at this time, but he saw his sarcasm and ignored it.
He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the stands high up. The sect master and the respected peak masters were all sitting there, watching the competition carefully.
Thinking of the result being announced later, he became more and more excited and looking forward to it.
On the stone platform, under the auspices of Wu Youzi, the twelve disciples began to draw lots one by one. Those who won each other's drawings could go directly to the ring to compete.
The remaining disciples continued to smoke.
Because it is twelve to six, the first game is very important. If you win, you will be ranked sixth. If you lose, you will go directly and be re-ranked according to their scores. So in order to make everyone speechless, the draw of the first game, Both players must draw each other for it to count.
Luo Qingzhou actually drew Zhang Yuanshan for the first time.
Fortunately, the opponent did not draw him.
If the two of them were drawn by each other, Luo Qingzhou would definitely give up without any hesitation.
He has now been designated as Linghu Qingzhu's direct disciple, so he doesn't care about the ranking. The reason why he insists on competing is for the consideration of the entire team, and of course for himself and Linghu Qingzhu.
If the ranking is too low, both he and Linghu Qingzhu will definitely be gossiped about.
They would even guess whether he had taken the Linghu Peak Master's back door in advance.
"Chu Feiyang!"
When he was taking the third stroke, Yun Wanrou's voice suddenly came from beside him.
He picked up the bamboo stick and turned around to see that Yun Wanrou was looking at him with the bamboo stick in her hand and said with a slight smile: "Junior Brother Chu, I have drawn you twice, I hope you can draw me once. "
Luo Qingzhou looked away and looked at the bamboo stick in his hand without saying anything.
Wu Youzi took the bamboo stick in his hand and looked at it, then took Yun Wanrou's bamboo stick and looked at it, then looked at the two of them and said, "You two, go to the ring in the middle."
As soon as these words came out, Yun Wanrou suddenly smiled and said respectfully: "Yes, elder."
Then he looked at the young man next to him and said, "Junior Brother Chu, let's go."
Luo Qingzhou said nothing and walked down the stone platform with her.
Wu Youzi announced loudly: "Yun Wanrou, a disciple of the Shuicheng branch, and Chu Feiyang, a disciple of the Kyoto branch, are competing in the middle arena."
Then he added: "Yun Wanrou is a disciple of the late martial arts master."
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the audience immediately rushed to the middle arena.
After Jin Song heard the news, he immediately smiled. He pulled Sun Jiang beside him and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Sun, what a coincidence. Let's go and watch our disciples compete together."
Sun Jiang walked over calmly.
Sister Chu Xiaoxiaodao and others also quickly followed.
Chu Xiaoxiao whispered: "Senior Sister Dao, do you think that Senior Sister Yun will avenge her private life and take the opportunity to stab Senior Brother Chu?"
Sister Dao also frowned and said: "That guy Chu Feiyang is smarter than you think. If he really can't beat him, he will definitely give up in advance. He can't fight for the ranking."
After saying that, she raised her head and looked around, and at a glance she saw the slim figure standing closest to the middle stage.
Nangong Meijiao was surrounded by guards in front of the ring in the middle, staring coldly at the two people who walked onto the ring.
At this time, the gazes of the peak masters at the highest point of the stand were also staring at the ring in the middle.
"Senior Brother Mo, do you think that boy has a chance?"
"It's impossible to say that. After all, the female disciple is in the late stage of martial arts. Judging from the competition she just had, her body skills and sword skills are both exquisite, and she has some advantages in sword practice..."
Speaking of sword cultivators, several old men suddenly reacted, turned their heads and looked at Linghu Qingzhu.
Mo Jiufeng smiled and said: "Master Linghu Peak, what do you think of that female disciple's swordsmanship?"
Linghu Qingzhu said expressionlessly: "It's okay."
Mo Jiufeng added: "Does Master Linghu think there is hope for that boy?"
Linghu Qingzhu looked at the figure on the ring and thought of him holding that ancient sword and practicing ancient swordsmanship last night. He paused and said, "I don't know."
Mo Jiufeng smiled, turned around and said, "Then let's wait and see if that kid can surprise us again."
"here we go!"
On the ring, Yun Wanrou did not show any humility or carelessness. She just flashed her figure and stabbed him with a sword.
Immediately, the sword in his hand stabbed and thrust, slashing and sweeping, and in an instant, a dense shadow of the sword danced towards the opposite side.
Luo Qingzhou used Lingfeng Fist, fighting and then retreating, circling around the ring to secure his defense.
In the previous competition, he accidentally used a move of Thunder Fist and shot out a line of thunder and lightning. Fortunately, the thunder and lightning only had a faint light, and it only appeared when the fist hit the opponent's chest. It disappeared in a flash. Few people could see it.
So he didn't dare to use Thunder Fist anymore.
As for the Plum Blossom Flying Boxing Technique and the Bull Demon Magic Technique, they cannot be used.
The former was stolen from Chengguo Mansion. Although it was just the most common technique, Luo Changtian would be in trouble if he recognized it.
As for the Bull Demon Magic Skill, it was used when assassinating Luo Yu and also when fighting Luo Yannian, so it couldn't be used in front of Luo Changtian.
As for the flying sword, it was his ultimate move, and of course it couldn't be exposed.
Therefore, he can only use Lingfeng Fist and Mountain-shaking Fist now.
The Mountain-shaking Fist is a completely domineering attacking punch, but when faced with subtle sword moves, it will be restrained. No matter how strong the skin, flesh, muscles and bones are, it is still flesh and blood. How can it be the opponent of the sword, let alone the opponent? His cultivation level is one level higher than his, and the sword in his hand has stronger penetrating power.
Therefore, the Mountain-shaking Fist cannot be used yet.
As soon as the opponent makes a move, there will be a continuous series of killing moves, so his best way is to defend first, slowly wearing down the opponent's vigor and internal strength, making the opponent's efforts ineffective, and then, again and again, and finally exhausted...
That's when he really took action.
In a competition between internal strength and mental strength, the opponent is definitely no match for him.
So the longer it takes, the better it is for him.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Seeing that he didn't dare to fight, Yun Wanrou blindly evaded. The sword moves in her hand suddenly changed. She no longer paid attention to defense and actually attacked faster.
Although Luo Qingzhou saw her flaw clearly, he still did not attack and continued to rely on his eyesight and body skills to dodge. The strong wind caused by Ling Feng's fist kept shaking away the sword peak she stabbed.
Originally, because of Chan Chan, he was very familiar with sword moves and could easily dodge them. Last night, he saw the ancient sword moves on the jade wall and practiced them several times. At this time, his eyesight was naturally stronger, and the opponent just raised his hand. Arm, before the sword was thrust out, he seemed to already know where the opponent's next sword was going to strike.
At the same time, in his eyes, the opponent's fastest sword move was much slower than yesterday.
Therefore, he can easily dodge.
However, he deliberately slowed down his speed, making it appear that he was avoiding danger. He was almost stabbed several times, and the clothes around his waist were also torn.
After all, he wants to hide his true strength.
In the eyes of the disciples in the audience, Yun Wanrou's swordsmanship was exquisite and she drew the sword so fast that they could hardly see where the tip of the sword in her hand was. The boy on the other side was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back. He only knew how to dodge and run away, and he was about to lose.
Jin Song's disciples were all cheering and cheering in the audience.
Jin Song sarcastically said: "Senior Brother Sun, does your disciple know how to escape? It seems that he wants to consume my disciple's physical strength, but do you think he can persist until that time?"
As he was speaking, Yun Wanrou on the stage suddenly stabbed Luo Qingzhou in the abdomen with a sword. Luo Qingzhou ducked sideways, but did not completely dodge. The sword peak brushed against his skin and pierced him instantly. His clothes had a bloody streak on his abdomen.
If he had been a step later, the sword would have penetrated directly through his abdomen, which was dangerous!
Seeing this scene, all the disciples in the audience couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
Nangong Meijiao's expression suddenly changed, and she couldn't help but tighten the handle of the whip around her waist.
And the peak masters in the stands also felt their hearts skip a beat.
"The swordsmanship of that female disciple is indeed exquisite. She seems to have good talent. However, her attack seems a bit ruthless. The sword just now could have sunk deeper and pierced the boy's thigh. In this case, based on what the boy just did, At such a speed, it’s probably very difficult to dodge.”
"That kid obviously wants to consume the female disciple's physical strength and internal strength, but it seems that the other party's internal strength is still strong, and the sword is getting faster and faster. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for long if he keeps doing this..."
Linghu Qingzhu, who was sitting aside, saw the two figures on the stage and said nothing.
Fairy Zixia next to her asked in a low voice: "Qingzhu, you seem to have a different opinion?"
Linghu Qingzhu paused and said, "No."
Fairy Zixia asked again: "Who do you think will win?"
Linghu Qingzhu looked at her but said nothing.
Fairy Zixia looked at her with a hint of surprise on her face, and looked back at the figure on the ring who was still avoiding.
By this time, half an hour had passed.
On the left and right arenas, the first round of competition was already over.
On the middle stage, Luo Qingzhou and Yun Wanrou were still fighting.
Yun Wanrou's patience has been exhausted, and most of her physical strength has been exhausted. At this time, she is angry and anxious, and her sword attacks are becoming more and more fierce.
But in Luo Qingzhou's eyes, her speed was even slower.
He knew that the other party was at the end of its attack, so at this time, he began to change from passive to active.
"boom!"
He made a Lingfeng Fist move, deflecting the opponent's sword move, and then suddenly started to attack. His fist suddenly became bigger, the wind roared, and he punched the opponent's face with a bang!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Once the Mountain-shaking Fist is used, it will roll out like a violent storm. Each punch is more fierce and heavier than the last, and the speed is getting faster and faster!
The situation in the arena suddenly reversed!
At this moment, Yun Wanrou could only dodge with her sword and retreat continuously.
The disciples who had been scolding Luo Qingzhou in the audience just now were holding their breath and watching in silence.
"boom!"
When Luo Qingzhou saw the opponent's sword thrust out, he didn't want to avoid it and hit him directly with his fist.
The fist suddenly turned into a huge fist, and with a "ding" sound, the tip of the sword that was thrust open instantly opened, and then fell towards the opponent's chest!
Yun Wanrou saw that she couldn't dodge and had no time to retract the sword in her hand, so she had no choice but to chop it away sideways while using her other arm in front of her chest to block.
"boom!"
The moment the sword in her hand struck Luo Qingzhou's arm horizontally, Luo Qingzhou punched her arm that was blocking her chest, and then a huge force moved forward and hit her again. chest!
Yun Wanrou's body was shaken and she was sent flying out.
Before she landed, Luo Qingzhou had already rushed up like lightning, and punched her again with a "boom"!
Yun Wanrou had no choice but to resist with her sword horizontally.
"Click!"
Unexpectedly, that huge fist actually bent the sword in her hand, and then hit her chest heavily with her sword!
This time, she flew directly out of the ring and fell heavily to the ground amidst everyone's exclamations.
The disciples around him quickly backed away.
"Junior sister Wanrou!"
Jin Song's other disciples all ran over, but they all stood nearby, not daring to step forward to help him. Their faces were still triumphant one moment, but they were all extremely ugly at this moment.
Jin Song's face was even more ugly, and the muscles on his face were twitching.
Yun Wanrou spit out a mouthful of blood, then clenched the sword in her hand, stood up from the ground, adjusted her breath for a moment, jumped up, and jumped onto the ring again, gritting her teeth and said: "Good punch, you …”
"boom!"
Before she could finish speaking, Luo Qingzhou punched her again.
Yun Wanrou immediately dodged and swung her sword towards the fist.
But that fist suddenly turned into a fist shadow and was chopped into pieces by her sword.
"boom!"
A bang!
A huge fist suddenly cut through the air and hit her stomach hard. With a bang, she was knocked out again!
This time, Luo Qingzhou didn't give her any chance. He suddenly jumped up into the air, then rushed down and hit her chest again with a "boom", knocking her down from the air. On the ground.
"boom!"
Yun Wanrou fell heavily to the ground, her chest suddenly dented, and her ribs all broke with a "click"!
Her eyes widened, and just as she was about to raise her head, a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth. Then her vision went black and she fainted.
The disciples around him were all silent.
Luo Qingzhou landed in front of her, still clenching his fists, and the strong wind was whistling around his fists.
Wu Youzi immediately said from the side: "Since she has fainted, this round is over. In this round, Chu Feiyang, the disciple in charge of Kyoto, wins!"
Chu Xiaoxiao immediately cheered excitedly.
Sun Jiang was also smiling.
Jin Song on the side stood there with a gloomy look on his face for a while, then suddenly sneered and said: "Senior Brother Sun, you don't have to be too proud. Even if your disciple defeats my disciple, so what? Unless he can enter. The top three, otherwise, no matter how good he is at fighting, he won’t be able to enter the inner gate!”
After saying that, he quickly walked towards his unconscious disciple.
Sun Jiang looked at his back and said nothing. He raised his head and looked at the figures in the stands.
"What a cunning boy. He was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, and he actually won!"
"Tsk, tsk, this method is very much like what I trained you. Senior brothers, this disciple is destined to me. Please don't argue with me later."
"Go away! You don't want this old face anymore? How come you are destined to be with me? You are obviously destined to be with me. I am an ordinary-looking man, and that boy is also ordinary-looking! He is obviously destined to be with me!"
"Hey, you two old guys are so shameless! I think that boy is destined to be with me! That boy has one head, two eyes, and two hands, so do I. That boy has one mouth, two legs, and so do I. I think he is my son!"
"..."
Several old men argued endlessly.
Fairy Zixia on the side looked at Linghu Qingzhu beside her and asked in a low voice: "Qingzhu, is he destined to you?"
Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment and said, "Yes, he actually knows how to sword."
On the stone platform, the great elder Wu Youzi took the list and began to announce the names of the top six. Two of the disciples had already finished the second game, so they were ranked high.
Next, we need to draw lots again to select the top three from the six disciples.
Then the top three disciples compete with each other for the first, second, and third places.
Luo Qingzhou raised his hands and quit, saying that he was injured and could not play the next game.
And Zhang Yuanshan had already lost in the first game.
Wu Youzi glanced at him, asked again, and said: "Chu Feiyang, do you really want to quit? If you quit now, you will only get sixth place. Of course, the specific score needs to be discussed with all the elders. Score.”
Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said: "I am very satisfied that my disciple can enter the top six. I really can't play the next round."
Seeing this, Wu Youzi didn't say anything more, nodded and let him go down.
Although Luo Qingzhou withdrew on his own initiative, when he went down, Sun Jiang was still full of excitement, patting him on the shoulder and saying: "Feiyang, good job. It's already very good to be among the top six in the overall list. I wish you the best for my teacher." It’s good that you entered the top fifteen, but I didn’t expect to achieve such a dazzling result. Also, you defeated the disciples of the late martial arts masters, and you must be famous in the sect now.”
Zhang Yuanshan and others also congratulated with smiles on their faces.
Sister Dao glanced at the wound on his abdomen and said, "Chu Feiyang, is your stomach okay? Go and bandage it."
Luo Qingzhou reached out and touched it, and made a hissing sound. It was indeed a little painful.
Chu Xiaoxiao said angrily from the side: "That Senior Sister Yun is so cruel. If Senior Brother Chu had been a little slower just now, he would have been pierced through the stomach by her sword. Huh, she deserves to have her ribs broken by Senior Brother Chu. She is asking for it. of."
Luo Qingzhou took out the ointment and applied it on his stomach, then took out gauze and bandaged it briefly.
At this time, you can’t leave yet.
The results should be announced in half an hour.
Although he only finished in sixth place, he would probably steal the limelight from the first place later.
To be honest, he really didn't want to do this.
But only in this way did everyone know that Lingxiao Sect valued him, and that his identity had changed dramatically.
In this case, Luo Changtian and Jin Yiwei will be wary in the future and will not dare to trouble him casually.
never mind.
Anyway, he is Chu Feiyang, so be famous if you are famous.
While he was thinking about things, he suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from the side. He turned around and saw a pair of red eyes staring at him coldly like a ferocious beast.
Yun Wanrou, who had just been knocked unconscious by his punch, was now awake and was being supported by the fat female disciple. She was standing there looking at him. The false gentleness and smile on her face had long since disappeared and been replaced. Yes, it's hatred and ferocity.
Her high dignity and face were severely trampled by him yesterday in front of her senior brothers and sisters. Unexpectedly, today, she would be trampled on again in front of everyone in the sect.
What's more important is that she will soon be selected as an inner disciple.
What will everyone think of her then?
Will everyone suspect that she went through the back door?
So at this moment, her heart was filled with shame and hatred, as well as more uneasiness.
But she decided that as long as she could become an inner disciple, she could bear any rumors.
When the time comes, she will use her status as an inner disciple to take revenge!
"Zheng——"
On the ring, swords and swords flashed, and the final competition began.
