"Huh, what's wrong?" Gong Feiyu's eyes finally returned to clearness, and his dispersed aura disappeared instantly. Wu Xiangyuan finally broke free from the constraints, but he was breathing heavily. The pressure he was under just now was too much.
It's big.
"What's wrong? You almost killed Yuan'er just now." Lin Mengdie roared,
"I, I..." Looking at Wu Xiangyuan's hair at his feet, Gong Feiyu was so arrogant that he didn't know what to say.
"Master, don't blame Master, Master didn't mean it. He was just enlightened and didn't know anything. Besides, I'm not okay?" Wu Xiangyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and persuaded him.
"Hmph, can you kill someone with an epiphany? If Yuan'er has a few things, I will still pay attention to you." Lin Mengdie said angrily.
"It's all my fault. I'm sorry, junior sister, Yuan'er." Gong Feiyu immediately saluted and apologized.
"My master's goodbye" Wu Xiangyuan immediately stepped back. How dare he accept the rituals of his master? This is a rebellious behavior. How could he, who is familiar with poetry and books, do such a thing? However, Lin Mengdie accepted it calmly.
"Hmph, because Yuan'er is not injured, let's forget this time. If there is another time, don't think I will forgive you." Lin Mengdie said fiercely like a tigress.
"How can there be another next time? When you have an epiphany when competing with Yuan'er, you will interrupt me." At this time, Gong Feiyu's back was sweating coldly, and he couldn't help but feel scared. If Wu Xiangyuan was killed by accident like this, he would be
Death is a big deal.
"Hmph" Lin Mengdie snorted angrily.
"By the way, Master, you just realized that you had broken through the fourth sword of the Slow Sword," Wu Xiangyuan asked.
"Well, I broke through, thanks to you." Gong Feiyu touched Wu Xiangyuan's head and said kindly. However, the mood of breaking through swordsmanship was replaced by the mood of almost killing Wu Xiangyuan. Therefore, he was at all
Without looking happy, Wu Xiangyuan couldn't help but be moved.
"No wonder I am so powerful. Even after I use the improved body techniques of the fish and dragon, I can't move at all," said Wu Xiangyuan enviously.
"Well, when you reach the level of the fourth sword of the Slow Sword, you will have a qualitative breakthrough in the artistic conception of wind, and the application of wind will be more thorough in the dispersed aura." Gong Feiyu said excitedly.
"If you compete with the Great Elder now, will your master be no longer afraid of him?" Wu Xiangyuan asked.
"Well, I shouldn't be afraid anymore. Although I heard that he had broken through to the realm of the three slow swords, he could not compare with the four slow swords. I could only personally understand the power of the four slow swords. Moreover,
Because of the sudden enlightenment, my master's cultivation also increased. I am afraid that I can break through to the peak of Qi Transformation Realm without a month. By then, my master is not afraid of him Lu Hongchuan." Gong Feiyu said passionately.
arrive.
"Really? That's great." Wu Xiangyuan said happily, and a smile appeared on Lin Mengdi's face.
"Let's go, let's have a meal, and then I still need to consolidate today's harvest." Gong Feiyu held Lin Mengdie's hand while touching Wu Xiangyuan's head and walked out of the dojo.
On the second day, the sect competition continued. After a night of breathing adjustment, Gong Feiyu seemed to consolidate his cultivation level, looking as elegant as the wind and more extraordinary.
Wu Xiangyuan also returned to his best state. Moreover, due to the improvement of the body skills of the fish and dragon and the deepening of the understanding of the artistic conception of the wind when competing with Gong Feiyu, his strength has been greatly enhanced and he has made breakthroughs at any time.
The possibility of cultivation in the later stage of Qi.
"Silent, now I announce that the final competition of the Pianne Competition ranking competition has officially begun." Wu Xiangyuan and others just sat down and Lu Hongchuan announced that as his voice fell, the most exciting round of the Pianne Competition was also right
It opened the curtain.
Thirty people, two-way competitions, each of them will have twenty-nine competitions, and there are a total of hundreds of competitions. There are twelve stages in the competition, and there are twelve games as a batch, which requires nearly three in total.
Ten batches can be completed.
However, because the strength of the two sides is too great, it is often possible to end a competition in just a few breaths, so it does not take much time to complete the competition.
According to the evaluation of strength, each of the thirty people will have their own corresponding number card, and each number card will have twenty-nine points. In the competition, the loser will lose to the winning side.
Points are deducted from the number plate,
Both of them who have competed will leave corresponding numbers in the other party's number plate, so that they can simply tell who the remaining contestants have already earned points.
Lu Mingyun is recognized as the number one master among the younger generation of Qingcheng Sect. Therefore, his number plate is No. 1, while No. 2 is Mo Shida, the eldest disciple of Lu Hongchuan. However, he is already twenty-three years old this year;
Ruxue ranks third and receives the No. 3 plate; Gong Ruyu ranks fourth and receives the No. 14 plate.
When the competition was first started, the top 12 disciples started as champions and each took one ring to compete.
"Nephew Lu, you can choose your opponent first." The referee of the No. 1 ring said with a smile. His expression was a little flattering. Everyone could see that he was trying to please Lu Mingyun.
"Can you choose whatever you want?" Lu Mingyun said lightly, unable to see any expression, as if this competition had no interest in him. Maybe it was as if his expression was as good as his. After all, in Qingcheng
There were almost no opponents among the previous generation of disciples of the sect who could match him.
"Well, of course, you can choose any other disciples in the ring. This is the first time you have participated in the sect competition. I will tell you about your past experience in the competition here. Generally speaking, for the sake of
Save physical strength. People often defeat the disciples with lower strength first, and then challenge those opponents with higher strength. This is called eating tofu first and then gnawing bones. If you find a strong opponent at the beginning, it will inevitably be depleted.
It's big, and it's even hurting, which will make it cheaper for those disciples with relatively low strength, so I suggest..." The referee was nagging,
"I challenge No. 13" Lu Mingyun interrupted the referee impatiently.
"Ah? You're sure you're going to challenge No. 13." The referee simply didn't believe his ears.
"Yes, I challenge No. 13," Lu Mingyun said lightly.
"Oh, OK" The referee heard this and said with a bitter face, then opened his throat and called out, "Lu Mingyun, a disciple of No. 1, challenged Ling Shihai, a disciple of No. 1, and asked Ling Shihai, a disciple of No. 1, to go to the No. 1 ring to participate in the competition."
"No, Lu Mingyun challenged Senior Brother Ling Shihai, who ranked 13th at the beginning. Isn't he afraid of loss or injury?" After hearing the referee's words, many people started to talk.
"Who is Ling Shihai?" someone asked curiously.
"I doubt whether you are a disciple of our Qingcheng Sect. Even if you don't know who Senior Brother Ling Shihai is," another person said contemptuously.
"I'm so sorry. I've just joined this sect for a few months and have been practicing with my master in the past few months. Therefore, I don't know much about the situation in the sect," explained a previous person.
"Oh, so that's it. Then I'll tell you who Senior Brother Ling Shihai is. Senior Brother Ling is the eldest disciple of Yu Xiaozi Huang Pu Ming, the tenth elder of the top ten elders. He is just twenty years old this year and is already a mid-stage cultivation in the accumulation of energy.
, He was once among the top ten masters of the younger generation in the sect," another disciple talked happily.
"Oh, so that's it, then, this competition should be very interesting," said the previous disciple.
“That’s for sure”
"Second Brother, Master Mingyun is really confident in himself. He chose bones to chew at the beginning," said Gong Feiyu, who looked at him.
"Oh, this child is really, he always likes to act willfully." Lu Hongchuan looked helpless, but anyone could see his confidence in his son.
"Who is Ling Shihai? In the eyes of his nephew Mingyun, he is not even as good as tofu." Wu Ke Luo Xuewen said contemptuously.
"Hmph, it seems that your proud disciple Li Jiawang was beaten into a pig's head by Master Ling last year. I'm right. According to you, Master Ling is not even as good as tofu, so what is your proud disciple?
?”Flying Tiger Kong Jieming.
"You..." Wuqingke Luo Xuewen pointed at Kong Jieming so angry that he couldn't speak. The two of them would quarrel when they had the chance.
"It's enough. What kind of morality is that in public quarrels, and you don't have to worry about losing the Qingcheng Sect's face." After hearing the conversation between the two, Lu Hongchuan yelled. The people in the main stands immediately fell silent.
"It's really a lot of contradictions," Wu Xiangyuan thought to himself.