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Four hundred and sixtieth chapters tournament three

Chapter 461 Martial Arts Tournament (3)

Unfortunately, Liu Yun was assigned to the weak side. As a result, it would be relatively difficult for her to advance to the next round.

When the lot was drawn, Ye Tian's opponent was a disciple of the Ninth Elder, ranked outside the top five. This person's cultivation level was average, and his talent was also average. Being able to advance had a certain amount of luck. Therefore, Ye Tian

Tian didn't feel any pressure at all.

Unfortunately, Mr. Zhang was assigned to the lower half. The opponents he wanted to challenge were relatively powerful disciples from the upper half. As a result, Mr. Zhang smiled bitterly and was already prepared to be eliminated.

"Zhang De, please continue to win the competition and give my master a chance!"

The ninth elder encouraged loudly.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I will try my best to win."

Mr. Zhang said excitedly.

The elders and guardians present were all a little surprised. The disciples recruited more than three years ago were all shortlisted for the top 42. This result was somewhat unexpected.

The sect leader was in a good mood. Looking at these forty-two disciples, it was as if he saw the hope of Xiaoyao Sect's rise.

In the past few years, the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect have made great progress. Just looking at their cultivation, they are much stronger than three years ago. Moreover, this time, many new faces have emerged, and these people will

Keep fighting.

After several disciples went out to play, the winner was ecstatic to advance, while the loser was dejected. It can be said that some are happy and some are sad.

It was Elder Zhang's turn to fight. He faced a disciple of the seventh elder, ranked fourth. Elder Zhang's luck was pretty good. He didn't meet the top two disciples, let alone the top three elders.

's disciple.

The two of them stood on the ring, and Mr. Zhang was already a little desperate. After being encouraged by his master, Mr. Zhang vowed that no matter what, he would try his best in this battle, and even if he lost, he would not give in easily.

His opponent is an extremely young disciple who also joined the Xiaoyao Sect three years ago. He is known as a genius disciple under the Eighth Elder Peak. He has the talent of four-yuan power and has made rapid progress under intensive training.

"No matter who you are, you will lose to me."

The young disciple said proudly.

"No matter who you are, I will never give up easily unless you can really defeat me."

Mr. Zhang said firmly.

"Hmph! Even with your talent, you want to defeat me. It's too good to be true."

The young disciple snorted coldly.

"Stop talking nonsense and fight me if you have the guts."

Mr. Zhang used the flying sword and imitated Ye Tian's fighting style, holding the flying sword.

"snort!"

When the young disciple saw this, he also held a flying sword.

"war!"

Mr. Zhang shouted coldly and rushed towards the opponent.

"Well done!"

Not to be outdone, the young disciple held his sword to meet Elder Zhang's attack.

The battle between the two is no longer like the battle between immortal cultivators. This battle scene is like two warriors fighting to the death.

There was an imperceptible smile in the eyes of the sect leader. He glanced at the great elder, who nodded with a smile, and then glanced at Ye Tian. Unexpectedly, Ye Tian still chose the fighting method of a warrior.

In fact, the sect leader knows the battle process of other sects, and they do not necessarily follow the rules of the immortal world. As long as they can win, there is no problem in any fighting method, even if they encounter a real enemy.

, there is no time to compete with the opponent's strength, of course the first step is to strike first, the first goal is to defeat the enemy.

The two struck out with their swords at the same time, and then quickly separated. Zhang Laolian retreated more than three feet, and the disciple also retreated more than ten feet.

When it comes to strength, the young disciple's strength is even better.

Of course, this does not mean that there is a difference in the cultivation level between the two, because the talents are different. The so-called Yuanli talent cannot represent all talents. Even if Mr. Zhang has the four-Yuanli talent, relatively speaking, his combat power is still not enough.

powerful.

Still worthy of a fight!

Mr. Zhang didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, shouted sharply, and continued to attack.

The disciple's eyes flashed with contempt, and he rushed forward with a roar.

The battle between the two is simple and fierce. In addition to the competition of spiritual power and sword energy, they also compete in swordsmanship, speed, and body skills. Of course, all of these are integrated into the battle.

There is no difference in the cultivation level between the two of them. They should be at the same level. It seems that the disciples under the Eighth Elder Peak are relatively weak in strength. After all, Mr. Zhang is a disciple who has been promoted in the second half of the stage, and that person

They are the disciples who advanced in the first half of the stage.

The Eighth Elder's face was a little ugly. He didn't expect that such a disciple of the Ninth Elder would be so strong. At least in terms of mental and willpower, he performed very well. However, his own disciple was a talented master, but he had to fall into a hard battle.

No, this guy has a lot of magic weapons, and my disciple may not be able to win.

The Eighth Elder glanced at the Ninth Elder. The Ninth Elder smiled mysteriously. He was still very confident in Mr. Zhang. Regardless of the victory or defeat, it would be of great benefit to Zhang De.

In the competition between the two, Mr. Zhang was at a disadvantage, but he was still far away from being defeated. The disciple attacked desperately, and the eagerness in his heart was evident. As a result, Mr. Zhang's pressure increased greatly. At this time, Zhang

Lao gritted his teeth and persisted, constantly fighting to the death with his opponent.

In less than half an hour, Mr. Zhang had become a bloody man. After all, he was slightly inferior in strength. He was constantly being repelled, constantly injured, and then continued to fight. Such strong willpower also infected everyone.

When the young disciple couldn't fight for a long time, he became more and more impatient, wishing to defeat Mr. Zhang in one breath. However, under the adverse circumstances, Mr. Zhang became more courageous and calm as he fought.

Ye Tian nodded, secretly appreciating Mr. Zhang. His original talent was only dual power. It is not easy to be able to reach the four-power talent and become a good immortal cultivator. But Ye Tian admires him the most.

What's more, Mr. Zhang has always been optimistic and never gets discouraged. Such a tenacious spirit is certainly worth learning from many people.

The two fought for another half an hour. Mr. Zhang consumed a huge amount of his spiritual power, but he was still full of energy. He flew into the sky to fight from time to time, and sometimes landed on the ground to fight. He fought extremely tenaciously, regardless of his own injuries.

When the young disciple was impatient, he inevitably made a big mistake. Mr. Zhang didn't seize a single opportunity. On the contrary, Mr. Zhang suddenly showed a lack of spiritual power. His subsequent behavior was even more different, and he even exposed his back to

the other party.

"not good!"

The Eighth Elder secretly thought, wishing he could remind his disciples, but according to the rules, he could not interfere with the competition between the two at this time.

This guy is young and energetic after all! The other party is obviously giving in on purpose. Once he makes a big mistake, he will definitely receive a fierce counterattack from the other party.

The eighth elder felt bitter in his heart and could not express it.

"hehe!"

The Ninth Elder couldn't help but laugh excitedly. It seemed that his hard work had not been in vain. Apart from being a little older, this disciple Zhang De was still very good.

There was also a faint smile on the face of the sect leader. He didn't expect Mr. Zhang to be able to hold on until now, let alone create a chance to turn defeat into victory.

"ah!"

With a scream, the disciple was struck by a sword in the chest.

Elder Zhang showed mercy with this sword, otherwise, this sword would have pierced the opponent's body.

When Mr. Zhang drew his sword, blood splattered on the disciple's chest. At the same time, Mr. Zhang kicked the disciple in the abdomen.

The disciple was kicked out and fell heavily to the ground, with a look of shock on his face, and then he looked extremely annoyed.

"mean!"

The disciple gritted his teeth and stood up, wanting to continue fighting, but was stopped by a protector.

"Competition results, Zhang Desheng."

The protector announced.

"No, I didn't lose, I can still fight."

The disciple said unconvinced.

"I don't know whether to live or die! Don't you know that Zhang De shows mercy? Otherwise, even if this sword cannot kill you, it can seriously injure you."

The protector sneered.

"how so?"

The disciple flew down from the ring as if his soul was lost, and covered his head in sadness.

"Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. It's a pity that you lost this time. You must learn from your experience and lessons next time."

The Eighth Elder comforted him.

"Thank you for the relationship, master. I realize that I was wrong. I was too arrogant this time and lost unjustly."

The disciple said sadly.

"Nothing is unfair or unjust. The winner is king. If you lose, you lose. If you lose like this again next year, then you will be truly unjust."

The eighth elder scolded.

"Yes, master."

The disciple nodded and said.

Mr. Zhang felt as if he was in a dream, and he actually won the battle again. Even though he was covered in wounds, this did not affect Mr. Zhang's mood.

"Zhang De, Zhang De, Zhang De!"

Ye Tian shouted loudly.

What's more, the disciples of the Ninth Elder immediately shouted his name loudly, and then almost everyone shouted Zhang De's name.

Everyone knows how difficult it was for Zhang De to win this battle, and his spirit is worth learning from.

The sect leader smiled, stood up, raised his arms and shouted: "Zhang De, Zhang De..."

Mr. Zhang was dumbfounded, with a smile on his face and cupped his hands to express his thanks.

After this battle, all the elders warned their disciples one after another not to underestimate the enemy, but to persevere to the end. Only by having strong willpower can they win the competition.

Soon after, it was Liu Yun's turn to fight.

Her opponent was the disciple under the Second Elder's Peak. This Second Elder was the former Great Elder. His disciples were extremely powerful. Liu Yun's luck was not very good, and he unexpectedly met the disciple of the Second Elder.

The third-ranked disciple, Ye Tian, ​​was speechless. He knew in his heart that Liu Yun's cultivation level, if nothing unexpected happened, would be at the mid-Yuan Valley level. Otherwise, she would not be assigned to the lower half.

If her opponent was Mr. Zhang, she should be very sure of winning, but what a pity! This time her opponent is no small matter.

The third disciple of the second elder is a woman, about 20 years old, with a stern face and a serious expression. She is extremely tall, a head taller than many men. Standing on the ring, she is full of momentum.

Just like a giantess.


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