The opponents of Nan Rong and the other three were very difficult to deal with, but in the end they were still defeated by the three of them. The competition between the top ten elite disciples was over, and the next step was the competition to determine the bottom ten. The competition for the bottom ten was also the same.
It takes seven days.
Lu Qingfeng saw that the four of them had successfully entered the top ten, and his hanging heart finally relaxed. The four of them had consumed too much real energy after the competition, especially Duanmu Xiaoyun, whose real energy had been exhausted.
, in urgent need of recovery, Lu Qingfeng had no intention of disturbing them anymore, and left the square alone, returning to his cave.
Instead of entering the room, he stood on the small martial arts field outside the cave, reached out and took off the Golden Lotus Sword on his back, and slowly started to dance.
As time goes by, Taiyi Xuanmen Sword has lost its original appearance, becoming more elegant, mysterious and unpredictable than the original sword technique.
For example, when using the three-star sword technique, the original point of holding the sword in the right hand and tapping it three times to the lower right becomes the sword thrusting three times at the opponent's upper, middle, and lower dantian.
Lu Qingfeng in his previous life could not do this at all. Now, he has far surpassed the realm of a master at that time. The three swords were thrust out almost at the same time, and the time interval was not felt at all.
When he was able to sweep through thousands of armies, Lu Qingfeng injected a trace of metallic essence into the Golden Lotus Sword. A vast white light appeared in the area where the Golden Lotus Sword was swept, and this white light quickly struck in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of big trees around the cave were shaking violently, and countless leaves that had turned into golden yellow were falling down one after another.
At the end of the practice, every move must be paused and swung over and over again. Lu Qingfeng has forgotten the time. In his opinion, it seems that time has become constant. Every time the Golden Lotus Sword is swung, it has become a
His subconscious movements were as if there was an invisible thought controlling his body. Every thrust of his sword seemed to be done at will, and it felt extremely harmonious and natural.
On the early morning of the seventh day, Lu Qingfeng stopped and counted the time. Today was the time for the true disciples to compete in martial arts. It would be better to go down the mountain early. After seven days of non-stop sword practice, the harvest was huge, and today was just the right time to test it out.
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The number of true disciples in the competition should be one hundred and twenty-nine. Because Nan Rong Jingxuan was missing, the number became one hundred and twenty-eight. These one hundred and twenty-eight people were eleven disciples of the sect master. The great elder arrived.
There are thirteen disciples among the Eighth Elders, there are twelve disciples of the Ninth Elder, Xu Rujun, and Lu Qingfeng is the only one among the Tenth Elders Xu Rujun.
In the competition between true disciples, the first three rounds are based on an elimination system. After three rounds, there are still sixteen people left. These sixteen people are based on a points system. The winner gets two points, the tie gets one point, and the loser gets zero points.
The first three rounds of competition, one round per day, are no different from the previous competitions. When it comes to the points system, changes have taken place. Each person can only fight once a day, and each person must complete fifteen games before the final winner can appear.
Total points.
In other words, when it comes to the points system, there will be a competition between eight pairs of true disciples every day, which will take fifteen days. Including the first three rounds, it will be eighteen days.
Lu Qingfeng walked toward the competition stage along one of the eight special passages. He saw the true disciples inside through the fence. It was still early for the competition, and some true disciples had not arrived yet. It looked like they would have to wait.
a while.
Bored, he couldn't help but look outside the fence. After what happened on the duel stage, Lu Qingfeng had become a public figure in the Qingyun Sword Sect. When he turned around and looked outside, he was greeted by countless blazing eyes.
There was envy, admiration, respect, and many beautiful girls all cast admiring glances at Lu Qingfeng.
Just when Lu Qingfeng looked outside, all the true disciples had arrived. In the first round of drawing, Lu Qingfeng drew number six, and he would compete with the true disciple number five.
Soon, the competition between the first two pairs of true disciples was over. When Lu Qingfeng's name was called, Lu Qingfeng had already jumped onto the competition stage, stood at the corner of the competition stage, and looked towards the opposite side.
At this time, the opponent had also come on stage and said to Lu Qingfeng: "My younger brother Zheng Wanjun, the thirteenth disciple of the sect master, please give me your advice, senior brother Lu, and I hope you will be merciful."
Lu Qingfeng smiled slightly and said: "Junior brother, you are too modest, please take action." While Lu Qingfeng was speaking, Zheng Wanjun had already taken action, raising the long sword high in his hand, the sword was dazzling with red light, and it had obviously been filled with true energy.
Soon the sword will strike down.
At this moment, Lu Qingfeng moved and used the lightning tracking step. He was in front of Zheng Wanjun in an instant. He raised his fist and smashed Zheng Wanjun in front of his face. This move was performed by the white ape coming out of the hole, as fast as lightning and as fast as a meteor.
Like a huge wave, the fist flashed with silvery white light, and the shadow of the fist quickly enlarged in front of Zheng Wanjun.
Zheng Wanjun had to stop the long sword that was about to strike, and hurriedly dodged to the side. However, he was still a step too slow, and was punched on the left shoulder by Lu Qingfeng. With a muffled bang, Zheng Wanjun flew into the air and fell.
Got off the wrestling ring.
Lu Qingfeng is now at the peak of the early stage of the Xuanzhen Realm, and Zheng Wanjun is at the late stage of the Supreme Realm. With the power of the Tyrant Body Technique, Lu Qingfeng can't do anything to Lu Qingfeng even if he stands still, no matter what Zheng Wanjun does. The Tyrant Body Technique is not only
Exercise your body's tenacity and quickly increase your strength.
The moment the punch came into contact with Zheng Wanjun's body, Lu Qingfeng dispersed the sword energy transformed from the true essence in his fist, and knocked Zheng Wanjun away with just pure force. They were all brothers in the same sect, and they had no grievances.
Damn it, Lu Qingfeng didn't want to hurt them.
Zheng Wanjun rolled over and stood up from the ground. His left shoulder was still numb. He saw Lu Qingfeng's punch just now. The silvery white light on the fist suddenly disappeared. Knowing that his subordinates had left a message, he couldn't help but look at Lu Qingfeng, distantly.
I hugged my fists to express my gratitude.
The first round of competition between one hundred and twenty-eight true disciples took twelve hours to end. It was already November, and a bright moonlight shone on the entire square, and the stars in the sky kept twinkling.
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Although the weather was slightly cold, tens of thousands of disciples from the inner and outer sects were still immersed in exciting fights without anyone restraining them. The square was very quiet, to the point where you could hear a needle drop.
These people were sitting cross-legged in the square, and pictures were constantly replaying in their minds like a magic lantern. They had obviously entered into selfless cultivation. The scene of tens of thousands of people practicing at the same time had never happened before in the history of Qingyun Sword Sect.
Yes, today is a historical precedent.
Seeing this situation, Lu Qingfeng stopped leaving and sat cross-legged outside the fence, with the internal training route of Ba Tijue slowly running through his body.
Looking inside, every time his spiritual consciousness travels around the sky, new light spots will appear. Silver, cyan, blue, red, and yellow are colorful, as if they are intersecting with the stars in the sky. Lu Qingfeng can't help but feel a little confused when he looks inside.
Dazzled.
After practicing all night, Lu Qingfeng was extremely energetic. The tens of thousands of practicing disciples in the square all opened their eyes, preparing to watch a more exciting fight.
The sixty-four people were quickly drawn, and this time Lu Qingfeng drew number 1. His opponent was a disciple of the great elder Guo Tianshan, named Liang Bo, who was at the peak of the Supreme Realm.
The two soon fought together. The long sword in Liang Bo's hand shone with fiery red light. He chopped, slashed, picked, and stabbed, and he kept attacking Lu Qingfeng. Lu Qingfeng used zigzag steps and dodge steps to avoid deftly.
Liang Bo's attack.
Lu Qingfeng did not draw out the Golden Lotus Sword behind his back, because Liang Bo's combat power was too low, and it was not worthy of him to use the sword. Until now, Lu Qingfeng has not used a trace of true energy, but only relied on the powerful body of the Tyrant Body Technique.
If you want to win, you can knock Liang Bo away with just one punch.
Lu Qingfeng didn't punch Liang Bo in order not to embarrass the elder. After dozens of blows passed by, when Liang Bo stabbed Lu Qingfeng again, his body quickly dodged to the left. At the same time, his left hand raised his sword finger and quickly stabbed his wrist.
He tapped the acupuncture point and whispered: "Let go," as Lu Qingfeng's words fell, the long sword fell to the ground.
Lu Qingfeng stretched out his right hand, grabbed Liang Bo's wrist, twisted it behind his back, raised his right leg, and kicked Liang Bo on the buttocks. Liang Bo was kicked firmly by Lu Qingfeng and flew directly to the stage.
go.
Qingyun Temple is still floating in the square. The ten elders and Leng Xuehan are watching the competition. Leng Rubing stands behind Leng Xuehan, her beautiful eyes keep wandering along with Lu Qingfeng's movements, with strange colors flashing in her eyes.
, I don’t know what she thought of, and occasionally a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.
Guo Tianshan and Xu Rujun were sitting together and saw Liang Bo being kicked off the competition stage. He turned to look at Xu Rujun and said with a smile: "Junior brother, this apprentice of yours is not an easy one. After two games, it's just like playing, but with
My apprentice is very playful."
Xu Rujun smiled and said: "Senior Brother, what you said is wrong. In my opinion, Qingfeng was not playing tricks on Liang Bo. He was trying not to embarrass Senior Brother. Think about it, Qingfeng knocked Liang Bo away with one punch. Senior Brother, you lose face."
I'm sure you won't be able to hang up." Guo Tianshan reached out and tapped Xu Rujun, smiled and stopped talking.
The second round of the sixty-four to thirty-two competition ended in the evening, and the remaining time was still spent practicing the body hegemony technique.
Soon, the third round of the competition came, and Lu Qingfeng drew the No. 1 lottery. He flew up to the competition stage and looked to the opposite side. He saw that the person on the opposite side looked at Lu Qingfeng with eyes full of sinisterness, as if he had something unspeakable.
The conflicts he resolves are average, and his cultivation level is the same as Lu Qingfeng's, both at the peak of the early stage of the Xuanzhen Realm.
I heard the person opposite say: "I am Hong Tao, one of the ten disciples of the Ninth Elder. I have this opportunity to ask Senior Brother Lu for advice."
Lu Qingfeng smiled slightly, looked at Hong Tao and said, "In that case, Senior Brother Hong, Ninth Elder's disciple, Mr. Lu, has always taken good care of me. Please take action first."
No matter the same level of cultivation, it is still not worth it for Lu Qingfeng to use his sword. Lu Qingfeng still stood there, waiting for the opponent to come. Facing this long sword that shone with dazzling silver light, Lu Qingfeng did not dodge until the sword
The tip is less than three inches from the center of the eyebrows, the head is slightly offset, the upper body squats down, and the fists are clenched. The fists are also wrapped in silver-white light, and the two fists hit Hong Tao's Dantian at the same time.
Lu Qingfeng showed no mercy to his disciple who showed no regrets. The two of them had reached a fight to the death. Either you or I would die, and there was no room for relaxation.
With an evolved version of the Double Peak Sun Salutation, he only heard a muffled sound, and Hong Tao's Dantian was instantly penetrated by the sword energy. The long sword in Hong Tao's hand fell down feebly, he retracted his fists, raised his right leg,
He kicked Hong Tao hard in the chest.
Hong Tao's body was like a kite with its string broken, flying sideways into the distance. It wasn't until his whole body flew up that a scream came from Hong Tao's mouth.
The rules of Qingyun Sword Sect's martial arts competition are like this. As long as a person does not die, it is not a violation. If the Dantian is destroyed, the person will not die. Therefore, Lu Qingfeng feels very calm.
Ninth Elder Wan Buhui sat in the Qingyun Temple and witnessed the entire process of his disciple being deposed, and his whole body was trembling with anger.
He deliberately flew down and killed Lu Qingfeng with one palm, but Xu Rujun was right next to him, staring at him eagerly. If he really wanted to do that, if he didn't tell Lu Qingfeng that he couldn't be killed, it would only make him a laughing stock.
The third round of competition was faster and ended before noon. Another disciple who had no regrets was eliminated. Lu Qingfeng felt indescribably happy. In a good mood, he called Nan Ronglin, Duanmu and the others.
People came to the restaurant of the elite disciples of Luoxia Peak again.
Time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye, the fourth day has arrived. Starting from today, the sixteen true disciples will compete in a point-based competition. Each person competes once a day, eight games a day. It takes sixteen days to complete the competition, and then according to the points.
Ranking, take the top ten.
Lu Qingfeng was the first to take the stage. His opponent today was Mu Huairen, a disciple of the Ninth Elder. Lu Qingfeng stood on the edge of the competition platform and looked at Mu Huairen quietly. Mu Huairen was at the peak of the Xuanzhen Realm.
Among the only sixteen true disciples left, he is one of the few disciples at the peak of the Xuanzhen Realm.
Mu Huairen was also looking at Lu Qingfeng with hatred. He knew who the opponent was without using his name, because the referee had already announced each other's names and identities before taking the stage. The two sides had nothing to say, so they just drew their swords and started fighting.
together.
Lu Qingfeng no longer held back, and directly drew out the Golden Lotus Sword, and unfolded the evolved version of the Taiyi Xuanmen Sword, dazzling all the disciples in the audience.
Mu Huairen's true strength is also beyond his realm. I believe that ordinary monks at the peak of the Xuanzhen realm will definitely not be his opponent.
The two people were on the competition stage, going back and forth, stuck together, fiery red light and multicolored light mixed together, and the sound of gold and iron colliding could be heard from time to time.
Lu Qingfeng was thinking about countermeasures while fighting: It seems that this guy also has the ability to leapfrog challenges. It is easy to defeat him, but he just has to think about which method to use.
Thinking in his heart, the Golden Lotus Sword is attacking step by step, without giving Mu Huairen any time to breathe. Even if he competes with his true energy, Lu Qingfeng can still kill Mu Huairen.
In the blink of an eye, an hour has passed, and the two still have not decided the winner. Looking at Mu Huairen's face, he is already a little pale, while Lu Qingfeng is still in an excited state.
Lu Qingfeng was observing Mu Huairen all the time. He must not let Mu Huairen's true energy run out. Otherwise, he might give in. If he did, his goal would not be achieved.
After thinking about it, the Golden Lotus Sword swept across, and the evolved version of Sweeping Thousands of Armies was released. Countless bright silver sword energy went straight towards Mu Huairen. At the same time, he used the lightning tracking step to chase the bright silver sword energy.
Mu Huairen was still desperately resisting the silver-white sword energy. Lu Qingfeng had already arrived in front of him. He used the evolved version of the three-star sword point. Three small silver light spots shone with dazzling brilliance and shot directly at Mu Huairen.
Ren’s upper, middle and lower Dantian.
Feeling that danger was approaching, Mu Huairen involuntarily turned his head to one side, but did not avoid the other two points. Two soft pops were heard, and Huang Ting and Guan Yuan were both hit.
, Lu Qingfeng raised his leg and kicked Mu Huairen in the lower abdomen, and was kicked into the air by Lu Qingfeng.
Wan Buhui at the Qingyun Temple could no longer endure it. All three of his disciples were destroyed at the hands of Lu Qingfeng, which had reached the limit of his endurance.
He suddenly stood up, looked at Lu Qingfeng below with a ferocious expression, and said through gritted teeth: "Lu Qingfeng, little brat, I swear I won't be a human until I kill you." After saying that, he stood up.
Just listen to Guo Tianshan say: "If you don't regret it, sit down for me, in front of all the disciples, don't you think you have some status?"
Wan Buhui said angrily: "Great Elder, why among so many disciples who competed with him, only my disciple has lost his Dantian?"
Just listen to Xu Rujun say: "It is inevitable that some injuries will be caused by the competition. Other disciples who fought with Lu Qingfeng were also injured, not just your disciples. As for the destruction of Dantian, it can only be said that their fate is bad, as long as no one is killed
It doesn’t count as a violation. If you can do it, you can also ask your disciples to destroy my disciples, and Xu will have no complaints."
The Qingyun Temple was quarreling endlessly. The first day of the true disciple point-based competition had ended. Lu Qingfeng became more and more excited and called his four best friends to return in triumph.
Mu Huairen was deposed and could no longer participate in martial arts competitions. As a result, the other fifteen true disciples would have to compete less, and invisibly lost two points compared to Lu Qingfeng.
Fourteen days passed in the blink of an eye, and Lu Qingfeng was making great progress. He defeated his opponents in all fourteen matches, accumulating twenty-eight points.
Today is the last day of the competition. Lu Qingfeng is still the first to take the stage. His opponent is Xia Yan, the ninth disciple of the seventh elder. He has been practicing for nearly a hundred years. When he first entered the Qingyun Sword Sect, he showed extraordinary talent.
Unexpectedly, after breaking through to the Xuanzhen Realm, the progress became very slow. It took hundreds of years of practice to reach the peak of the Xuanzhen Realm.
This battle with Xia Yan was very hard for Lu Qingfeng. More than an hour passed, and there was still no winner. Xia Yan's level was two small steps higher than Lu Qingfeng's, not to mention that he had practiced for more than a hundred years.
In terms of years of time and experience, he is also much richer than Lu Qingfeng. It is really not easy to defeat him.
Lu Qingfeng thought about it for a long time and decided to keep fighting with him until all of Xia Yan's true energy was exhausted. The true energy of people who are practitioners of the five attributes is much richer than that of others.
Two hours later, Xia Yan's expression became sluggish. Seeing that the time had come, Lu Qingfeng suddenly swept out the Golden Lotus Sword and directly used his own giant wave to kill. The light blue ripples rushed towards Xia Yan, three ripples.
They overlapped instantly, their speed doubled in an instant, and they hit Xia Yan's body in the blink of an eye.
I saw Xia Yan, as if he was ejected by something, and disappeared with a whoosh. When he was discovered, he was already a thousand meters away.
All Lu Qingfeng's competitions were completed, and in the end, he successfully became the first place in the competition among the true disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect with a perfect score of thirty points. As soon as Lu Qingfeng finished the competition, the whole square instantly became a sensation.