Chapter 212 Group Battle Victory(1/2)
"Arrangement of troops is also part of strength."
Chi Yun Lao Dao retorted, "Historically, those powerful people who reached the top of the mountain all had super commanding abilities. People who only rely on recklessness and no brains are destined to only become foils."
"You..." Tie Yun was furious, but Tie Jianshan lost the group battle, and the defeat was embarrassing. He could not refute. "I hope you can still be like this when fighting alone."
aside.
The elder of the Huanshen Sect saw all this and did not speak, but just smiled.
He didn't bother to care about the origin of the fight between Tiejian Mountain and Ziwen Sect.
but.
Lu Chen's performance still surprised him.
"Is this a mature mind that a teenage guy should have?"
Elder Huan thought secretly.
On the martial arts stage at this time.
Lu Chen calmly and calmly directed Chu Yun and others to counterattack.
"It's useless. In the face of absolute strength, everything is just a cloud."
Jian Kuang stamped his foot, his sword energy flowing horizontally. He held the long sword in his hand and waved it in the void. One after another, shocking sword lights fell from the sky.
He was completely angry.
He will use his supreme gesture to trample all the disciples of the Ziwen Sect under his feet.
"I am number one on the Tianhuan Ranking and the most outstanding disciple of the Tianhuan Dynasty for thousands of years. No one can beat me."
The sword maniac is very proud and arrogant.
He never accepts defeat. In this group battle, he treated the enemy with contempt.
I never thought that the Ziwen Sect could fight so well in group battles.
However, to this day, he still thinks he is right.
No matter how strong the formation is, it still needs a strong combat effectiveness as a guarantee.
And he himself is a powerful fighter.
Anything can be shattered with one punch.
There is no need to line up troops at all.
These are things that only cowardly people would do.
Jian Kuang lowered his head and looked down at everyone, his eyes filled with astonishing sword light.
"Chu Yun, you are third in the Tianhuan Ranking and the chief disciple of the Ziwen Sect, but you are willing to be a dog for a useless person?"
He used words to stimulate Chu Yun.
However.
The latter was simply ignored.
"Senior Brother Chu Yun, hold him down while we deal with the other one." Lu Chen's voice came.
Chu Yun understood this in his heart and fought fiercely with Jian Kuang.
The battle between the two is inextricable.
Although Jian Kuang has a slight advantage, Chu Yun is not a soft persimmon after all.
At this time, Lu Chen led others to besiege No. 4 on the Tianhuan Ranking.
Bang!
After a while, the number four on the Tianhuan Ranking was dismissed from the martial arts stage.
ah!
He quickly got up from the ground and wanted to continue fighting, but he was already eliminated.
He looked up to the sky and roared, expressing his anger.
On the martial arts stage.
Only Jian Kuang was left.
Chu Yun returned to the joint attack formation, and the ten-man team of the Purple Pattern Sect displayed impeccable defense. Every attack by Jian Kuang was in vain.
"Senior Brother Chu Yun, you attack Jian Kuang's left arm. Senior Brother Lin Hua, you attack Jian Kuang's right arm. The others follow me and attack his lower body together." Lu Chen quickly commanded.
Chu Yun nodded, quickly carved runes, formed a standard long weapon, and attacked Jian Kuang's left arm.
"You are looking for death."
The sword roared angrily and struck out with a sword.
However, he found that his right arm had also been attacked to varying degrees.
"ah!"
Jian Kuang raised his head to the sky and roared, wanting to display the supreme swordsmanship of Iron Sword Mountain.
Bang!
His lower body was subjected to a fierce offensive. Lu Chen took the lead, rushed behind Jian Kuang and kicked him in the crotch.
In an instant.
The sword energy defense all over Jian Kuang's body was instantly shattered.
At the same time, all the attacks from the Ziwen Sect disciples fell on Jian Kuang.
The latter hid in a hurry, but it was too late, and was forced out of the martial arts stage by these forces.
Boom!
When Jian Kuang's embarrassed body fell to the ground, there was a dead silence in the entire martial arts arena.
The air seemed to be frozen.
Everyone opened their mouths and felt a storm in their hearts.
Jian Kuang lost.
Iron Sword Mountain lost.
This battle was beyond everyone's expectations.
"How is that possible?"
After a brief silence, the martial arts arena was filled with shocked sounds.
The disciples in the Iron Sword Mountain area stared at Lu Chen angrily, wanting to cut him into pieces.
Boom!
The anger in Jian Kuang gradually subsided.
He raised his head and looked at Lu Chen with resentful eyes.
"I have not lost this battle."
He said coldly, "We lost the group battle at Iron Sword Mountain, but in the following individual battles, I won't give you any chance."
After saying that, he turned around and returned to the Iron Sword Mountain area.
Obviously, Jian Kuang was completely angry.
Everyone can imagine what kind of bloody storm the sword madman will cause in the upcoming personal battle?
On the podium.
Tie Yun also snorted coldly, stood up and left.
The ancestor of the royal family announced the result, and the first place in the group battle was the Ziwen Sect.
This result made the disciples of Ziwen Sect extremely excited.
Old Taoist Chi Yun had long since smiled from ear to ear. When he looked at Lu Chen, he seemed to see himself when he was young.
"Chiyun, your Ziwen Sect has produced a good seedling. Lu Chen is already as good as me in arranging troops." Elder Huan said with a smile.
However, the laughter still couldn't hide a trace of disappointment.
Such a young and handsome man has his heart broken and his spiritual path interrupted.
"well."
Elder Huan sighed.
Purple Pattern Sect area.
Lu Chen was surrounded by many disciples, and they shouted excitedly.
"This time, thanks to the Holy Son, otherwise, how could it be possible to defeat Iron Sword Mountain?"
To be continued...