The order of playing is determined by the order of opponents drawn.
Ning Chenhao and his opponent drew lots first, so Ning Chenhao appeared before Hua Wanzhao.
"Both of them are foundation-building Dzogchen." A disciple next to him sighed.
Another disciple took out the roster and said, "Let me see...Ning Chenhao...the roster clearly says that he is in the late stage of foundation building?"
Hua Wanzhao snickered: "It was true that foundation building was in the advanced stage when I signed up, and it advanced a month ago."
"Ah? How does this junior sister know?" the man asked stupidly.
Hua Wanzhao didn't mind the other person's name. Anyway, when her identity was revealed later, the person would probably be frightened.
"Because I practiced with him during this period."
"oh……"
The small flame that had just risen in the unknown disciple's heart was instantly extinguished.
While talking, Ning Chenhao had already engaged in several rounds of confrontation with his opponent.
In fact, the game in the foundation building period is really not interesting, because the moves that can be mastered are limited, and there are just a few moves back and forth. Just like Ning Chenhao's opponent, he turned around and attacked with the same move. Hua Wanzhao has watched it three times.
.
Maybe that person was very proficient in using this move, but compared to Ning Chenhao, who had never tried this move since the beginning, he was obviously not good at it.
The result is self-evident, and it ends with Ning Chenhao using a move to ask the sky and He Shou to fly his opponent's sword.
Ning Chenhao calmly sheathed his sword and walked off the ring.
The movements are done in one go.
As expected of a male protagonist, his composure and coolness alone can surpass his contemporaries.
"Fellow Taoist, wait a minute -" Ning Chenhao quickly chased after him.
Listening to the voice, Ning Chenhao paused slightly: "What's the matter?"
After thinking about it for a while, the other party asked: "Are the nine words that fellow Taoist used just now to make him famous?"
"yes."
The other party looked really disappointed when he heard this: "Is that fellow Taoist the one with the natural sword body that True Monarch Fenying accepted?"
"it's me."
His lips moved, but the other party just sighed: "That's all, it's my bad luck..."
I thought that I had achieved great perfection in foundation building. If I could last a few rounds, I might be favored by an elder. Not to mention being accepted as a direct disciple, even if I just entered the Twelve Main Peaks to do odd jobs, it would be better than wasting time in the Foreign Affairs Peak.
powerful.
"Little Master, do you feel sorry for that person?" Ning Chenhao asked.
Hua Wanzhao, who was suddenly questioned, was a little confused: "Not really."
[Disciples who truly have the potential to come out on top will not meet them in the first game.]
Ning Chenhao's voice transmission came.
Hua Wanzhao tilted her head and looked at him.
After all, he was a Mahayana monk in his last life. Ning Chenhao knew the water here very well.
[This person seems to have perfect foundation building, but in fact his foundation is frivolous. He wants to take advantage of the sect competition to stand out, which is understandable. However, his self-awareness is insufficient. It is better for the young master to pay more attention to Nangong Yi.]
It is certainly not easy for someone to be specially nominated as the male protagonist.
Unfortunately, after scanning the bulletin board, this person's first round was over.
Hua Wanzhao secretly wrote down the name.
Soon, it was Hua Wanzhao's turn to compete with Xu Heng.
Xu Heng didn't look like a sword cultivator at all, but more like a Taoist cultivator.
He stood opposite Hua Wanzhao and slowly drew out his long sword: "Yan Huifeng, Xu Heng."
"The peaks of Yuexiu are blooming, and the flowers are shining in the evening."
Before making the move, Xu Heng said: "I know who you are. You were my junior brother Wu Zang before. Please forgive me."
"Are you a direct disciple of Master Yanhui Peak?" Hua Wanzhao asked curiously.
Ordinary inner disciples may not know her identity.
"yes."
After giving a simple one-word answer, Xu Heng took a lunge and swung his sword from the side.
"Keng——"
The sound of a huge metal collision was heard, which showed how much force Xu Heng used with this sword. Even if he blocked it with a heavy sword, Hua Wanzhao felt that the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock.
It's hard to imagine how such a bookish person could burst out with such power.
Xu Heng was also stunned when he saw the heavy sword in Hua Wanzhao's hand.
It seemed that he was even more surprised that a girl like Hua Wanzhao, who looked weak and weak, would use an epee as a weapon.
"The two of us are in love with each other."
Hua Wanzhao held Zhenxie up with one hand, but he dodged and Xu Heng hit him from behind and missed again.
Others attack and defend with weapons. In order to overcome the shortcoming of the heavy sword, Hua Wanzhao found a new way, focusing on the heavy sword in both offense and defense.
The advantage of this is that you will not easily be dragged into the opponent's pace, but it also has disadvantages.
Xu Heng condensed fire into a sword, blocking Hua Wanzhao's possible hiding space from all directions.
Hua Wanzhao kicked Zhenxie away, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, injected water spiritual power, quickly rotated on its own axis, and sent out a whirlwind with water spiritual power to resolve the attack.
At the same time, Hua Wanzhao secretly accumulated strength, predicted the direction Xu Heng might appear next, and struck hard.
"This little master's insight is very strong." Sun Chun, the head of the family, admired it very much.
Liang Shijie added: "And very diligent."
Although she didn't have much contact with Hua Wanzhao, her son and Hua Wanzhao were very close. When Ming Shen took the exam for his son's cultivation at the school, he couldn't help but mention Hua Wanzhao. After going back and forth, Liang Shijie had a certain understanding of Hua Wanzhao.
Xu Heng discovered that Hua Wanzhao didn't just defend in place, but moved quickly, changing shapes and forms, and several afterimages rushed towards Hua Wanzhao.
"Huh?" Changsun Chun stroked his beard, "Junior Brother Shi Qing is not bad, but he is so proficient in shapeshifting during the foundation building period."
Zhong Hongzhuo, the leader of Yanhui Peak, was very satisfied with Xu Heng's performance: "That boy's talent is a bit lacking and he practices very hard."
Around the foundation-building arena, Ming Yiqian asked: "Junior Brother Ning, who do you think has a greater chance of winning?"
"Little Master."
As if to confirm his words, Hua Wanzhao jumped up and then fell with a heavy chop, causing half of the arena to collapse.
Xu Heng was caught off guard and retreated in a hurry.
Hua Wanzhao teleported behind Xu Heng, and the cold sword was less than an inch away from his heart.
"The flowers shine brighter at night."
There was no trace of loneliness on Xu Heng's face: "I didn't expect that the little master is more skilled."
The classmates around him were stunned when they heard him call Hua Wanzhao that way.
Is this the legendary little master?
Didn't they speak rudely to the young master before?
Damn it?! Will I be beaten to death by the Peak Master when I go back?
"Master Nephew Xu is not bad either."
With this character, he will have a place in the world of immortality in the future.
Hua Wanzhao could now understand why Ning Chenhao looked down on that outer disciple before. Compared with Xu Heng in front of her, he was really far behind.
"Congratulations, little master, on your victory."
Ning Chenhao and Ming Yiqian came over.
"Senior Brother Ming, Junior Brother Ning."
Several people greeted each other.
"Senior Brother Xu's foundation is very solid, it's time to master more skills." Ning Chenhao said pertinently.
Xu Heng looked at him in surprise. His master had indeed said that he would teach him sword moves after the sect competition, but he was surprised that these words came from a disciple who had only been a disciple for two years.