Chapter 194 The first peak of murder and heart-breaking (4k)
After all, the Inner Sect Competition is a grand event shared by the twenty-four sword peaks. Although it is said to be a competition on the surface, the atmosphere of competition has always existed.
The strength of the first peak in Group A is so powerful that it is obvious to all. Not only the sixth peak, but also the fifth and third peaks were chosen this way.
Being in the same group as T0-level Jianfeng, the competition system determines that they can advance to the quarterfinals in this way - this is helpless, but it is indeed a last resort. Even the T1-level Jianfeng Third Peak is also not weak.
, and are not willing to fight with No. 1 Peak until they run out of ammunition and food in the group stage.
In other words, the third peak is hiding. As long as the first peak does not attack them in the group stage, it means that other sword peaks will have less research and defense against them. The key to winning by surprise lies in a strange word.
If everyone knows all the trump cards, how can you win?
So generally speaking, the disciples of the First Peak feel a little unenjoyable when they participate in the group stage.
Gu Changsheng actually didn't want Pei Ningning to come on stage, but he had no choice. The effect would be the same if someone else came on stage. Letting Pei Ningning go up for a small foundation could be called exercise. If it were his senior brother who took the initiative to admit defeat, he would be afraid of being present.
The audience will boo.
Everyone knows that letting the weakest disciple deal with the powerful enemies of the first peak is a fig leaf, but once you can't even cover it up, the ridicule will drown out the entire sixth peak.
Pei Ningning, who was wearing the uniform of a disciple of the White Sword Sect, walked up to the ring, stood nervously holding her sword, and took a deep breath. Seeing this, the visitor from the First Peak opposite showed a slight smile of disdain.
Another foundation building, other sword peaks in this inner sect are really wasting sect resources.
You can't kneel... You can't let the bad guys get proud. If you kneel, the senior brothers will be laughed at by many people...
"Are you coming to the next show?" Gu Changsheng asked.
Wang Yuanzu didn't seem to intend to knock Pei Ningning out of the field with just such a move. He walked away like a cat playing with a mouse, while unhurriedly swinging one or two sword energy.
"Generally, only seniors with a particularly high status may fight with unsheathed swords like this when they are giving guidance to their juniors... What is Wang Yuanzu doing?"
Wang Yuanzu's face was a little too pale, and his temperament looked a little cold. He stared at Pei Ningning with his inverted triangular eyes for a second, and then slowly turned the corner of his eyes to Gu Changsheng, who was watching the game near the elders' table.
"Junior Brother Wang is participating in the competition for the first time, so he is inevitably young and energetic. I'll wait for him to come down and give me a few words."
Seeing this scene, the disciples at the top of the field looked at each other, wondering whether Junior Brother Wang had taken the wrong medicine.
Her body half-bent down weakly, and the little hand holding the sword couldn't stop trembling. The exhaustion of both spiritual power and physical strength made Pei Ningning's eyes darken. Pei Ningning leaned on the sword with her small body,
Said softly:
"You can't beat my senior brother."
"It doesn't matter, you've done a great job." Gu Changsheng comforted him softly, then turned around and handed the weak Pei Ningning to Little Green Tea.
"You are young and frivolous, why should you care?" Master Wang Feng said calmly, seemingly not taking this seriously.
There is a high probability that she will not be able to beat the guy in front of her, but as long as she loses better, it will be enough. Pei Ningning thought like this, and the sword blade in her hand was filled with spiritual power and emitted a faint blue light.
Before he finished speaking, an extremely sharp sword energy was swung out from Wang Yuanzu's scabbard. Pei Ningning's tense nerves immediately reacted, and she swung her sword downwards to try to block the Tianxuan sword energy.
"You are just a foundation builder, what's the use of holding on here?"
The white-faced young man raised his chin slightly, holding his sword and making an indifferent expression: "It's just a spar, my attack was a little heavier, junior brother, don't blame me."
Little Green Tea was also so angry that she clenched her fists, but there was a hint of doubt deep in her eyes: Does this guy named Wang have anything to do with the Sixth Peak? Why do you want to humiliate us like this?
Even if he loses, it won't be what he wants.
"Kneel down, and I can make you admit defeat." Wang Yuanzu glanced at Pei Ningning, who was holding on, with contempt, and said lightly: "If you guys at the Sixth Peak are all this strong, you should prepare to go home as soon as possible.
"
If you are strong and strong, it would be a bit too much to not treat your opponents as human beings.
Did he want to prevent me from ascending to the position of saint?
Don't let me take the chance! Otherwise I want you to know how to write the word "death"!
She bitterly said the cruel words in her heart, but when she turned around, she found that Gu Changsheng's face was unusually calm, his lips were pursed slightly, and there seemed to be a dark sea hidden in his eyes.
Sure enough, my father, the peak master, is pretty powerful...even Senior Brother Yun doesn't dare to care about him.
No one knew how tightly Gu Changsheng's fist hidden in his sleeve was clenched. The Taichu Yaoyin Sword in the Heavenly Palace seemed to sense the terrifying murderous intention of its master, and began to shake slightly, as if in response to something.
The people at the First Peak are really strong. Pei Ningning felt a little sad, but it was so difficult for her to resist such an ordinary sword attack. If the opponent actually pulled out his sword and displayed a fierce and unparalleled sword intent, she would still be able to take it.
What to avoid?
This was not a fatal injury, so the protective magic weapon given by Qin Wuyi was not triggered. The Lingzhuan magic weapon given by Brother Anti-Gu before was now running to warm Pei Ningning's injury. She bit her lip and used her sword to support her body, trying her best not to let go.
Kneel down on your own.
This damn hermaphrodite! This fairy will definitely find someone to put a sack on you and give you a good beating!
For Little Green Tea, although Pei Ningning is a potential enemy competing with her for Gu Changsheng's right to use the dog licking dog, he is also someone close to her. What's going on with being bullied like this by Wang Yuanzu?
Xu Mo and Huang Wentian were silent on the side, seeming to blame themselves for allowing Pei Ningning to come on stage.
"This kid is still too crazy." The elder Huang Dingtian shook his head and said: "Old Wang, you don't care about it?"
"The competition begins!"
This kind of ungrateful guy must be taught a lesson. Wang Yuanzu curled up his mouth when he thought of this, but he didn't even draw the sword, and pointed the scabbard at Pei Ningning with a casual expression.
"Your senior brother's surname is Gu, right? He lets a junior sister like you come up to the stage to embarrass yourself, but he hides underneath and feels at ease. Tsk, tsk, tsk, he is such a good man."
"She won't surrender now." Gu Changsheng said calmly: "If it was from the beginning, surrender would still be an option, but now there is no choice."
No one would have thought that Wang Yuanzu of the First Peak would do such a thing. All hindsight is meaningless. The question now is how long the man named Wang will continue to humiliate the Sixth Peak.
On the stage, Wang Yuanzu smiled and said: "Junior sister, this is the rule in the world of immortality. Because you are not strong enough, your senior brothers will throw you out." It is also because your Sixth Peak is not strong enough, that's why.
You were beaten so badly by me."
As long as the enemy cannot move, I will not move.
"If I had known, I would have let me go." Senior Brother Anti-Gone gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe that man named Wang dares to humiliate me like this!"
The person facing Pei Ningning was a white-faced young man. If Gu Changsheng had just noticed the lottery draw at the First Peak, he would have been surprised to find that this white-faced young man was the representative of the draw. It was also he who took the initiative to say hello to the Holy Lady but received no response.
"I know, Wang Yuanzu wants to beat that junior sister to her knees!" A disciple exclaimed outside the court.
"Senior Brother Gu..."
As the elder who acted as the referee fell down, Pei Ningning slowly drew out the Liying Sword and stared at the white-faced young man named Wang Yuanzu as if he was facing an enemy.
Xie Qingzhi's heart suddenly jumped. She rarely saw Gu Changsheng's expression. In her impression, Gu Changsheng had never been so angry. She hesitated for a while and asked tentatively:
Many elders showed a bit of displeasure on their faces, but it was just because the master of the first peak was in trouble.
"The sixth peak, Pei Ningning."
Her condition was already somewhat depleted, and the blow to her knee made the girl's already pale face lose its color. Pain came from the knee of her left leg, and the first peak inheritance named Tianxuan
The sword energy was constantly gnawing at her flesh and blood.
However, there was no fear in Wang Yuanzu's eyes. He smiled contemptuously, held the hilt of the sword in his left hand and pressed it forward, and used his right hand to activate the spell. Thousands of strands of Tianxuan Sword Qi were like a big net, blocking all Pei Ningning's escape routes.
Sealed to death! Knowing that she was outmatched, the girl flew out like a swallow, but she never thought that another murderous sword energy would come her way.
"The Taiyi Sword Sect's resources are never left to waste."
On the other side, Qin Wuyi's pretty brows wrinkled slightly, and Da Green Tea stood up in anger, saying in a soft voice: "This old guy named Wang is really so bad for giving birth to a little thing. Fortunately, I was there when I was a child.
Don’t let Qingzhi play with them!”
Just a few words? The young man in blue was complaining in his heart. If it were any other disciple who had destroyed the unity among Jianfeng like this, he would have been hit hard long ago.
Although their First Peak is strong, they have never humiliated their fellow disciples like this in a competition. In the battle with the Third Peak and the Fifth Peak just now, even though the situation was almost overwhelming, the participating First Peak members
There is not much intention to transcend.
Pei Ningning's pretty little face showed a solemn look. She couldn't dodge this sword energy, so she simply mobilized all her spiritual power and concentrated it in her hands, trying to break it with her sword.
From the beginning to the end, Wang Yuanzu of the First Peak never used his sword energy, and he didn't even use his sword moves. He just used ordinary sword energy to suppress Pei Ningning. However, such a simple move made everyone
Everyone felt the ultimate humiliation.
After all, Pei Ningning was just a foundation builder, and her spiritual power would be depleted if she used it to resist the sword energy. Finally, the sword energy penetrated into her flesh and bones, and a blood flower bloomed from the girl's knee.
The girl gritted her teeth, holding the sword and leaping towards the enemy lightly with her toes, her ghostly figure glowing with a faint blue light - the sword's intention arose from her heart, and her cold murderous intent was unabashedly unleashed on the target.
"Even if he can win, he actually wants his fellow disciples to kneel in front of him. Why does he have a grudge against that junior sister?"
Gu Changsheng did not answer, but calmly looked at Pei Ningning on the stage, that small girl who refused to kneel down even if her knees were stained with blood.
Before he finished speaking, Gu Changsheng's figure had already appeared at the edge of the ring, followed closely by Little Green Tea, Brother Goutou and others.
There was a crisp sound, and Pei Ningning's Li You Sword kept vibrating with waves. The huge repulsive force made her subconsciously take a small step back, causing a surge in her dantian.
"How stupid." Wang Yuanzu sneered, and a sword energy hit Pei Ningning's right knee again. The girl was unable to dodge and could only let blood splatter on her knee.
Wang Yuanzu's face turned cold, and a sword energy accurately hit the Li You Sword that Pei Ningning was holding. The sword flew backwards, and the girl fell to the ground without any support.
Each sword energy was not fatal, but it made Pei Ningning more embarrassed every time he blocked it. Gradually, the audience outside the court suddenly felt strange - Wang Yuanzu's attacks seemed to be in the same position each time, and they were all focused on Pei Ningning.
of the knees.
"Senior Brother Gu... please tell Junior Sister Pei to surrender quickly... Junior Sister Pei will be injured more if the fight continues..."
"Wang Yuanzu wins the first peak." The elder of the sword-wielding hall was silent for a moment and shouted loudly.
"Senior Brother Yun, is this too much for Junior Brother Wang?" a young man in blue from the first peak asked in a low voice.
"I told you, you can't beat my senior brother."
Gu Changsheng gently picked up the unconscious Pei Ningning, stretched out his hand and gently lifted the girl's sweat-wet hair.
"Wang Yuanzu of the First Peak actually didn't even draw his sword. This is simply an insult in a battle between sword cultivators!"
Xie Qingzhi hurriedly took Pei Ningning to heal her injuries. The two senior brothers found a stretcher from somewhere, carried her and moved back. Gu Changsheng did not follow her immediately, but turned his head and looked up at her.
Wang Yuanzu standing on the ring.
"Killing is heart-breaking...not so humiliating."
He, Wang Yuanzu, is the son of the master of the First Peak. In terms of status, he is the one who is most suitable for the Saint of the Sword Sect! But Senior Sister Qi refused to even look at me. Instead, she and Gu Changsheng
Spoken!
How can this guy named Gu compare to me? He's like an ant, trying to get his hands on the phoenix in the sky!
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and the golden light of Tianxuan sword energy was extremely dazzling. The girl stepped back dozens of steps, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
Wang Yuanzu spoke unhurriedly, as if he wanted to take this opportunity to leave a grudge in Pei Ningning's heart. However, Junior Sister Pixiu turned a deaf ear and just stared coldly at the extremely arrogant Wang Yuanzu, trying to drag herself to stand up again.
Is this guy just talking to Senior Sister Qi? He seems to be very worried about this little girl on the stage?
A hint of coldness suddenly flashed across Wang Yuanzu's eyes - what kind of person is Qi Hansu, who would actually get in touch with this trash in the trash sword peak?
"The first peak, Wang Yuanzu!"
A cold-faced young man sitting in the center frowned slightly. His name was Yun Zongming. He was the leader of the younger generation at the First Peak and the leader of the team participating in the competition. He looked at Wang Yuanzu, who had an extremely arrogant attitude on the stage, and spoke calmly.
road:
After saying that, he snorted coldly, and a wave of sword energy burst out from his body. Pei Ningning's small body dragged two long blood stains on the ground of the ring, and finally landed on the edge of the ring, past the elimination area.
"You can only use your words." Wang Yuanzu laughed softly: "Since you are so confident, let your senior brother come and fight me in the next game!"
"Let me ask you, will you come to the next show?" Gu Changsheng repeated it again.
The smile on Wang Yuanzu's face gradually cooled down, and he said with a smile: "If junior brother wants to find a place for his junior sister, I welcome him at any time. I can continue to play in the next game against the Sixth Peak, but I don't know what junior brother will do.
I won’t have stage fright anymore.”
"That's enough." Gu Changsheng turned around slowly and was about to leave when he heard another cold voice coming from behind:
"I'm waiting for you in the next competition. I hope your knees are a little harder than your junior sister's."
This plot is not all about slaps in the face, it is mainly to promote the emotional drama of the saint. You can read it below (ps: By the way, I have modified the previous competition system and divided it into six groups, with four sword peaks in one group and T0 swords.
Feng’s group has two qualifying spots, which does not affect viewing)