Cheers from the stage.
All the practitioners in the audience also started talking excitedly.
Dayan actually won four games in a row!
At the beginning of the competition, who could have imagined such a result?
It was beyond everyone's expectations.
I thought that under the crushing power of such a behemoth as Piaomiao Xianzong, Dayan could win one or two games by chance, which would be very good. He never expected that he would win four games in a row!
What’s even more ridiculous is that all four were won by one person.
Moreover, there are differences in cultivation levels!
"Win one more! Win one more, and Dayan will win this negotiation competition!"
"No, it's safe to win at least two more games."
"Yes, it seems like eleven games!"
"Hmph, as for what those people from the Misty Immortal Sect said before, as long as Dayan wins five games, Dayan will finally win. I guess they are already thinking about how to regret it now."
"That's what they said themselves, not what Senior Jia said. Naturally, Dayan won't believe it."
"Yes, Dayan can only be considered foolproof if he wins six games!"
"But that boy looks like..."
While the cultivators in the audience were discussing, the young man on the stage who was surrounded by everyone in Dayan and cheering suddenly became weak and fell down.
Judging from his appearance, he must have been seriously injured and exhausted.
"Winning four games in a row is pretty good. After fighting a great master for so long, I think I'm done..."
"Indeed, there will probably be a substitution for the next game."
On the stage, Luo Qingzhou passed out.
Everyone in Dayan hurriedly picked him up and carried him into the tent.
The space in the tent was too small, and Linghu Qingzhu was lying inside, so except for Bai Yishan who followed him in, everyone else stayed outside.
Fairy Zixia put him in another corner.
Bai Yishan looked solemn and began to examine his injuries seriously.
Nangong Huoyue naturally followed in.
Linghu Qingzhu was covered with a quilt and was already asleep due to the effect of the medicine.
In the tent, everyone held their breath and became silent.
Bai Yishan first carefully checked the injuries on his body. After checking, Fang was surprised and said: "The skin was cracked in many places, and the bones and flesh inside were also violently impacted, but it seems that the meridians, bones, flesh, etc. are all intact. No damage…”
Nangong Huoyue on the side said quickly: "Dean, that means he is okay?"
Bai Yishan was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know yet. I have to check his body again to see if there are any internal injuries."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to place it on his chest.
At this time, Luo Qingzhou suddenly opened his eyes and said: "Senior Bai, there is no need to check, this junior is fine."
After saying that, he sat up directly, took out a bottle of spiritual liquid, and poured it into his palm.
After the two drops of spiritual liquid disappeared in his palm, he explained: "Junior just pretended to be unconscious to deceive those people. There is no damage in the junior's body, but there is some pain in the skin and bones outside. After a short rest, it will be fine." alright."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and began to slowly operate the skills in his body.
Spiritual liquid enters the body.
A burning energy immediately rose from his abdomen.
Then it begins to flow throughout the body, repairing those places with minor wounds.
Soon, the pain from the cracked skin all over his body began to subside.
Bai Yishan stared at him blankly, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, but he didn't ask any more questions, nodded slightly, and whispered to Nangong Huoyue beside him: "Let him rest well, don't worry, I'll go out and take a look. . Piaomiao Immortal Sect has lost four games in a row, so it should be starting to get anxious."
Nangong Huoyue frowned slightly and nodded.
Bai Yishan glanced at the young man in front of him with complicated eyes again, then turned around and walked out of the tent.
Outside the tent.
When the cultivators saw him coming out, they quickly asked Luo Qingzhou about his current situation.
Bai Yishan paused and said in a deep voice: "There is no fear of life, but if I want to compete in the next competition, I'm afraid... I won't be able to do it."
He looked at the people of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect on the other side of the battle stage.
A shield of light has condensed there, shrouding everyone in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
Apparently, they were discussing the next match.
Jia Xun returned to the crowd on Penglai Island, sat down on a chair, drank tea, and waited with an indifferent expression.
Everyone on Penglai Immortal Island was also whispering about the battle just now.
The young man's fighting ability and willpower really shocked them.
"It's a pity that if such a disciple were in my Penglai Immortal Island, I'm afraid that his current cultivation level would be far beyond that of a grandmaster..."
"I didn't expect that such an outstanding young man could come out of little Da Yan..."
"Hmph, this time the Piaomiao Immortal Sect has lost all its face..."
Xuanyuan Yu, the Holy Son of Penglai Immortal Island, remained silent.
At this time, his eyes were looking at the woman in white dress surrounded by several girls on Yunzhou not far away.
That woman is the famous and talented Fairy Qin Yao from Jiutian Yaotai.
Although she wears a veil on her face, her immortal figure and temperament are definitely not comparable to that of an ordinary woman.
Even the five young fairies beside her, who were as young and beautiful as flowers, seemed to pale in front of her.
At this time, on the Yunzhou in Jiutian Yaotai.
Hong Yuan and others were naturally talking excitedly to Fairy Qin Yao about the battle just now.
"Master, have you seen this? Not only does he have amazing talents and a special physique, but he is also very strong-willed, brave, and loyal to his country. He can also decipher ancient formations. This is simply perfect! If you don't stop it quickly, He will definitely be snatched away by others."
"Master, senior sister is right. It is better to decide earlier and accept him as a direct disciple. Even if it is not for his thunder spirit roots, such a young man is very rare. With his talent and willpower, he will definitely be a disciple in the future. It will shine brightly in our Jiutian Yaotai."
Hongyuan and Ziwei both opened their mouths to persuade.
Lu He also said crisply with expectation on his face: "Master, don't be afraid of embarrassment, no one dares to laugh at you. So what if you accept a male disciple? It's not like the sect has never accepted a male disciple. And... we also want to I want a junior brother."
As for Fen You and Lan Yu, they stood aside silently without speaking.
Fairy Qin Yao was also silent.
Hongyuan said quickly: "Pink, Lanlan, what do you two think?"
Lan Yu said in a cold voice: "Whatever."
Fen You was silent for a moment, glanced at his master, and said: "If we really want to accept him into our Jiutian Yaotai, we should let Uncle Lianxue accept him as his direct disciple."
As soon as these words came out, everyone else was stunned.
Fairy Qin Yao glanced at him calmly, then continued to look at the crowd.
Ziwei asked doubtfully: "Fengfen, why did you give him up to Uncle Lianxue?"
Fen You said calmly: "Uncle Lianxue is also a member of our Jade Girl Peak, and he and Master are junior sisters. There is no difference."
Lu He said crisply: "But, Uncle Lianxue is a Confucianist, so it's not suitable, right? Besides, why not just let the master accept him? Why bother?"
Fen You fell silent and said no more.
At this time, Hong Yuan, as the senior sister, suddenly reacted, glanced at her master, and said quickly: "Yes, it is most appropriate to ask Uncle Lianxue to accept him as a disciple."
Everyone else's eyes turned to her.
Red Kite said "cough" and walked towards the railing behind.
Several people understood and immediately followed.
At this time, Hong Yuanfang whispered: "Master has been stuck in the current state for many years. He urgently needs the young man's Thunder Spirit Qi to break through. Didn't you also read the information about the Thunder Spirit Root in the last book? Already? If Master accepts him as a disciple, then the two of them will have a master-disciple relationship... In that case, Master..."
Having said this, she glanced at the master in front of her again and lowered her voice: "Master and disciple, it's hard for master to do anything..."
Several girls: "..."
Fairy Qin Yao seemed to hear their murmurs, turned around, and entered the room.
And at this time.
Xuanyuan Yu, who was standing among the crowd at Penglai Immortal Island not far away, slowly withdrew his gaze.
After a pause, his eyes looked towards Dayan again.
But that cold figure was not standing in the crowd, and he didn't know where he went.
In his mind, he couldn't help but reminisce about her flawless figure and face when he saw her for the first time, her white clothes were like snow, as ethereal as a fairy.
"It's a pity after all..."
"If she hadn't left, she would be the saint of Jiutian Yaotai now..."
He sighed secretly in his heart.
And at this time.
In Dayan's tent, Luo Qingzhou was rapidly recovering the energy consumed in his body.
The mid-level Yuan Stone that Sister Yue gave him, half of the Yuan Power remaining in it, was quickly absorbed by him.
The vast energy in his body began to stir, surging like a wave.
This is another reminder to him that it’s time to break through!
Luo Qingzhou used his skills to temporarily suppress them, and continued to refine and absorb the energy brought by the spiritual liquid in his body.
Nangong Huoyue sat next to him, holding a bottle of ointment in her hand and carefully applying it to the split wounds on his skin.
A hint of coolness melted on the wound.
Luo Qingzhou could no longer feel pain. He could only feel that all the acupoints and meridians in his body, and even the Danhai, were uncomfortable.
He took a deep breath and continued to suppress the restless energy in his body.
Yue Yao had come in at some unknown time and was standing beside him, looking at him quietly.
While Nangong Huoyue helped him apply the ointment, he glanced at her from time to time, as if he wanted to speak, but held back.
Luo Qingzhou quickly opened his eyes and looked at the two people.
Nangong Huoyue put away the medicine bottle, but did not leave. She looked at someone next to her and said coldly: "If you have anything to say, just say it. I am his wife, not an outsider."
Yue Yao was silent for a moment, looked at him and said: "There will be thunder tribulation when you break through, but there is no need to use it this time. You can break through first and suppress the thunder tribulation temporarily."
As soon as these words came out, Nangong Huoyue was stunned for a moment, and then his heart suddenly shook. He turned his head and looked at Luo Qingzhou and said: "You...you are going to break through? Grandmaster?"
Luo Qingzhou nodded, looked at the cold girl in front of him and said, "Sister Yue, can the Thunder Tribulation be suppressed?"
Yue Yao looked at him with a cold expression and said: "Your thunder tribulation is due to the root of thunder spirit, not the real realm of thunder tribulation, so you only need to temporarily isolate the root of thunder spirit from the breath in your body. "
Luo Qingzhou's heart moved and he asked: "How to isolate?"
Yue Yao didn't answer, and looked at Nangong Huoyue next to her.
Nangong Huoyue blinked her eyes and was stunned for a moment before she realized what she was doing and said angrily: "I am his wife!"
Yue Yao still didn't speak.
Luo Qingzhou could only say: "Your Majesty, please go out first."
Nangong Huoyue narrowed her eyes and was about to get angry when Luo Qingzhou said again: "I don't have much time. The next competition should start soon."
When Nangong Huoyue heard this, he immediately stood up, looked at the two of them coldly, and left quickly.
Fairy Zixia was standing at the door. When she saw her coming out, she wanted to go in immediately.
Nangong Huoyue immediately reached out to hold her and whispered: "Don't disturb him, he is practicing the technique."
Fairy Zixia was slightly startled when she heard this and did not dare to go in again.
At this time, Zhuang Zhiyan, Yunshang Taoist and others were worrying about the candidates for the next game.
Although Luo Qingzhou said just before stepping down that he would still be the one in the next match, everyone knew that he had been seriously injured, exhausted, and finally passed out. He would definitely have to admit defeat in the next match, otherwise he would Going up there is seeking death.
The Piaomiao Immortal Sect has lost four games in a row, and this time they will probably send out their most powerful disciples.
Although he won the last battle against the early disciple of the great master, it was very difficult to win. He had to fight hard to win. This battle was definitely not going to work out.
There is too much difference in strength, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless.
"Except for Miss Yue Yao, I'm afraid no one can go up there..."
"But Miss Yueyao's strength is restricted by the other party..."
Bai Yishan stood aside, also frowning slightly.
Even if the young man recovers completely, he may not have any chance in this case.
The Piaomiao Immortal Sect will never worry about face again, and will continue to send disciples from weak to strong to come to power.
That disciple is already at the early stage of the Grand Master, and the stronger one will be even more terrifying.
Nangong Huoyue stood at the door, silent.
And at this time.
On the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, both the elders and the young disciples looked very ugly.
"Great Elder, just ask Zhuo Yang to go up and kill that little beast instantly!"
Zhou Yuanshan gritted his teeth.
Gongyang Yan looked at him and said, "What if another great master appears on the other side, or if Yue Yao can still display the strength of the God Transformation Realm?"
Yueyang Tower was silent for a moment and then said: "Still according to the previous selection, Zhuoyang was left to deal with Yue Yao, just in case. That kid was seriously injured. Even if he was pretending, he was definitely injured after fighting Fang Ming for so long. He exhausted his strength, this one is actually not difficult.”
Having said this, he looked at Zhu Yufeng who was standing in the corner.
Seeing his gaze, Zhu Yufeng suddenly trembled, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly said with a trembling voice: "Uncle Yue, disciple... I can't do it... I really can't do it..."
Wei Wuchang on the side suddenly said angrily: "Trash! You are a cultivator in the spirit transformation realm. That kid is useless now, what are you afraid of?"
Zhu Yufeng immediately bent his knees and knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound, crying: "Masters and uncles, I really can't do it... Disciple, I had a bad stomach today and I feel uncomfortable. There are also , I practiced the exercises yesterday and diverted my meridians, and now my whole body feels weak...I can’t even muster my strength..."
Wei Wuchang suddenly became furious and raised his palm to give him a slap.
Gongyang Yan quickly frowned and shouted: "Junior Brother Wei, no! You start beating your own disciples before you defeat the enemy. How unbecoming is that?"
Wei Wuchang said angrily: "This piece of trash..."
"Okay, stop talking."
Gongyangyan's face was gloomy, and he said: "Everyone has his own ambitions, and he can't do it reluctantly. Since he is afraid of that kid and is timid, even if you force him to go up, he will definitely lose. Why give away another life in vain?"
Wei Wuchang's eyes widened angrily, and he clenched his fists and said, "I wish I could go up there and cut that little beast into pieces! My Piaomiao Immortal Sect has been humiliated today!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.
Yueyang Tower looked at the woman in the blue dress behind him and said: "Lan Ling, didn't you volunteer yourself before to go up and kill that kid? You are in the middle stage of the Transformation of God Realm, and you are very good at using the flying sword in one hand. Then The boy is now at the end of his strength, if you go up there, you should be able to kill him without any effort."
At this time, Lan Ling was extremely silent. He lowered his head when he heard the words, bit his lips and said, "Uncle Yue, my disciple is indeed at the middle stage of the Transformation of God Realm, but in this year's Miao Miao Ranking, he is only ranked 2nd. Five. Fang Ming ranks fourth. He is already... a disciple. Even a disciple can't do it... not to mention the opponent's thunder and lightning, which can only defeat the soul..."
Yueyang Tower looked at her guilty and evasive eyes, remained silent for a moment, and said no more.
A mere boy who is a late-stage master actually scared the best disciples of their Misty Immortal Sect this year out of their wits. Telling the truth would make other cultivators laugh out loud.
Shameful, really shameful.
How will they explain to their sect leader and ancestors after they return?
I thought that I came to the border of Dayan to show off my power and show off the talent and strength of the disciples of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect to other Jiutian Yaotai, Penglai Immortal Island, and the sects of the world. However, it turned out that... I came here to be a clown...
"Why……"
An elder couldn't help but sigh.
Gongyang Yan looked at the other two disciples and said in a deep voice: "Fang Renjie, Zhang Wanyi, you are the second and third place on this year's ranking list, both are in the late stage of the God Transformation Realm. , do you dare to go up?"
Fang Renjie immediately said respectfully: "Disciple is willing to go up and kill this beast to wash away the shame of our sect! To avenge our junior brothers and sisters!"
Zhang Wanyi also raised his hand and said, "Disciple is also willing!"
Gongyangyan nodded happily.
At this time, Zhang Wanyi suddenly lowered his head and said: "But... I just discovered that disciple... disciple's stomach... doesn't seem to be feeling well..."
Everyone: "..."
The muscles on Gongyangyan's face twitched slightly.
There was an eerie silence in the field for a moment.
Gongyang Yan couldn't help but sigh, looked at one of the young men and said, "Renjie, it's better for you to go. You are ranked second on this year's Piao Miao list. Your strength and combat experience are very good. You are more than enough to kill the opponent."
Fang Renjie said in a sonorous tone: "Disciple will definitely live up to the high expectations of all the masters and uncles!"
At this time, Jia Xun's indifferent voice came from outside: "The time has come!"
Fang Renjie's eyes narrowed and he immediately strode out.
He is in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm, how can he be afraid of a mere boy in the Grandmaster Realm! What's more, the other party is already injured!
The reason why the opponent was able to win four games in a row before was that except for the last one which relied on hard work, the other three games all relied on conspiracy.
If the other party really has the strength to defeat those with a cultivation level above Grand Master, how can he try every means to trick him?
In the last competition, if Junior Brother Fang persisted, the opponent would definitely lose.
Pity.
Junior Brother Fang's willpower is not strong enough and he was frightened by the opponent's desperate gesture.
Once a practitioner has fear in his heart, he will definitely lose.
And since he cultivates the soul, he has a firm will, so naturally he can restrain fear better than those who cultivate the physical body.
What's more, he is two levels higher than Junior Brother Fang.
Although at the same level, a body refiner is more powerful than a soul cultivator, he and that kid are not at the same level.
His state of transformation into gods is the same as that of the great master.
And his cultivation in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm must be at least the cultivation of the mid-stage Grand Master in order to be on par with him.
That young man is just a master, so what are you afraid of?
As long as he wins this competition, he will definitely become the sect's hero and the sect's most valued disciple after he returns!
The great elder and other elders will also be secretly grateful to him in their hearts.
So in this competition, he must compete and win!
Thinking like this.
His eyes were firm and he walked onto the battlefield with great ambition.
As for Dayan, it seems that no one has come up yet.
The practitioners in the audience began to talk about it.
"Sure enough, that young man is seriously injured and can no longer fight."
"Such an outstanding disciple must not be allowed to come up to die again. I wonder who Dayan will send up in this case?"
"It can't be the girl named Yue Yao, right?"
Bai Yishan, Zhuang Zhiyan and others also looked at the tent door.
Nangong Huoyue stood at the door. Although she was anxious, she didn't dare to go in and disturb him.
And at this time.
In the tent, Luo Qingzhou has tried several times, and it can indeed temporarily isolate the breath and connection between the Thunder Spirit Root and the body.
As soon as the technique was performed, the root of thunder spirit in the body suddenly seemed to disappear out of thin air. No breath of it could be felt, and even the inner vision could not be seen.
"Sister Yue, thank you."
Luo Qingzhou opened his eyes and looked at the cold girl in front of him.
Yue Yao said nothing and was about to go out when he suddenly took her hand, gently pulled her into his arms, then hugged her and whispered: "Sister Yue, can you encourage me? "
Yue Yao froze in his arms and immediately started to struggle.
Luo Qingzhou looked at her pretty face and watery eyes, suddenly lowered his head, kissed her little mouth, took a few greedy bites, then let go of her and whispered: "It's so sweet... "
Then he stood up, walked to the door, and turned back at the door and said: "Thank you Sister Yue for your encouragement. With Sister Yue's encouragement, I can play three more games!"
After that, he opened the door curtain and strode out.
Yue Yao remained motionless in the tent. After a moment, his eyes suddenly looked towards the bed not far away.
Linghu Qingzhu didn't know when he had opened his eyes, and he was looking at her quietly.
In the tent, there was silence.
At this time, Jia Xun's voice suddenly came from outside: "In this battle, are Dayan going to admit defeat?"
It should be that Dayan has not sent anyone to the stage for a long time.
At this time, a familiar voice sounded outside: "Da Yan will never admit defeat. If the opponent wants to admit defeat, this junior can spare his life."
As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators outside were in an uproar.
The cultivators of Dayan suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.
In the tent.
The two looked at each other in silence.
Outside.
Luo Qingzhou put on clean clothes and strode onto the battlefield.
The noise around him gradually quieted down.
Almost everyone's eyes were turned to him.
On the Yunzhou not far away.
Fairy Qin Yao and her five disciples came out of the room again at some unknown time, all looking at him.
Let me tell you why I always ask for leave at night.
Because during the day I don’t know if I can write a chapter at night. I start writing the second chapter at 9pm every time. Many times, even if I have something to do or work overtime during the day, I will finish a chapter after 9pm.
Sometimes I come back late or I’m too tired. I find I can’t write at 9pm, so I ask for leave.
The writing time is not fixed, and it also depends on the spirit, mood, and surrounding environment at the time, otherwise it will not be possible to write at all. So I had no way of knowing during the day whether I could write it at night.
So every time I sit in front of the computer and find that I can't write anymore, I ask for leave.
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The following is two chapters combined into one, updated in the evening
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