Lu Kou Chuan said: "Junior Brother Zhou has already devised a countermeasure. Whether it will be effective or not depends on the attitude of Master Xuanyaoji Li!"
"Well, this matter still needs to be handled by Senior Brother Li!" Zhou Pingsheng said.
Li Sanlai immediately stretched his neck, "What should we do? Senior Brother Zhou, please tell me."
Zhou Pingsheng said: "You... like this... like this..."
Li Sanlai slapped the table and said, "Okay!"
Soon after, rumors spread in Yuhang City.
"Have you heard? Xuan Yaoji may have controlled Hui Wu! Suppress the small sect."
"how to say?"
"The small sect in Nanhai draws lots for top players. Can this be a coincidence?"
"Hey! It seems right!"
"Then Nanhai is just a small sect, why should Xuanyaoji risk the disapproval of the world?"
"How can you and I know the benefits of this?"
"Yes, the strength of the great discus thrower and Qin Jiaozhi are indeed extraordinary."
"Shh~ stop talking, be careful of getting angry..."
For a time, rumors spread throughout Yuhang City like a plague.
…
Xuanyaoji
secret room
The iron-faced sect master crossed his fingers and said, "Huh! A group of smart little guys actually defeated me."
Elder Murong asked: "Master, how should we respond?"
Li Changye thought for a while and said: "The order is passed down. You can choose your own opponents in the Liujia competition. If no one chooses an opponent, it will be decided by drawing lots. The two people who win the bye draw in the division can choose any opponent. If they win, they can enter the overall ten."
Erjia.”
Elder Murong said: "Yes, what about Lin Xiaozhuo's explanation?"
"I have done what I promised him. If this doesn't work out, we will have to reconsider the marriage."
…
Then, Xuan Yaoji changed the rules of the competition, which immediately spread throughout the world, and rumors started to spread, but they were self-defeating.
Lu Kouchuan slapped the table and laughed loudly: "Junior brother Zhou is still very resourceful."
Zhou Pingsheng said: "Xuan Yaoji's reaction speed is so fast. From now on, at least we won't worry about Senior Sister Qin and Xiaotian winning a lottery."
While everyone was talking, Yun Xiaotian suddenly saw a familiar figure appearing in the corner of the city. He immediately chased after him.
"Junior Brother Zhao" heard the voice and turned around.
"Senior Brother Yun!"
When the two met, they laughed at each other.
"Grandpa, let me introduce to you, this is Senior Brother Yun who defeated me in the competition."
The old man was holding a short branch in his hand, which looked like Zhao Liushou. He was dressed in begging clothes, and his eyebrows were very similar to Zhao Liushou. Yun Xiaotian could not feel any spiritual power in the old man. He faced the old man
He saluted: "Hello, old sir."
The old man stared at him carefully, then nodded after a long time and said: "Well, it's not unfair to lose by holding on."
"The old man is overly praised."
The old man named Zhao waved his hand and said, "You go ahead! Just come back before midnight."
"Yes, grandpa." Zhao Liushou immediately cheered.
…
The two of them collected some wine and food in the city and had a great time chatting while walking.
On the high moon, the two people who met each other chatted more and more happily. Zhao Liushou and how the Kujian sect went from entering the world to its peak, and then from its peak to decline, until the battle with Binggu Ouyang Tian, completely disappeared, all with him.
He said it once, and Yun Xiaotian listened attentively, feeling sorry for Ku Jian Dao from time to time.
"Nowadays, everyone in the world specializes in the Immortal Sword. I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to get ahead in the Withered Sword..."
"Not necessarily, Junior Brother Zhao, things are changing!"
Zhao Liu looked at the sky with his hand, stood up, patted his butt and said, "Okay, Senior Brother Yun, I'm going back."
"Well, farewell. See you later."
"Well, you will definitely win the top three. I'm waiting for your good news."
Yun Xiaotian smiled and said: "I will try my best."
"Goodbye, Senior Brother Yun..."
Zhao Liu held his hand and flew into the air.
…
Nanming Lake
Court C
It has to be said that the match in Group C is the one that attracts the most attention. Almost one-third of the people came here early to wait to watch the match. This century-old event is less than one event. There are some disciples with outstanding talents.
Everyone can gain some insights from watching the battle and improve their own strength, so this Nanming martial arts competition is also an opportunity for some people.
Among the six people in Group C, four are in the top ten on the Earth Ranking. Those who are not on the Earth Ranking are also here for their rankings. Those six people are now standing on the stone platform. Murong is guarding the ring.
The elder spoke for the first time and said: "Now, you can choose your own opponent. If no one chooses, it will still be decided by drawing lots."
Wei Ting squinted at Yun Xiaotian and Qin Liaozhi, and realized that these two people had been defeated by his men not long ago.
There were three other people in the field, namely, Shen Baiyi of the Tianji Sect who was tenth on the Earth Ranking, Qu Jing, the casual cultivator, and Quan Ding, the chief disciple of the Yidao Sect.
The strength of the six people in the field is relatively close. According to the rankings, the strongest one is Wei Ting, who is fourth. The chance of beating him is the smallest. If those two want to be on the ranking list, Qin Liaozhi is the best choice. They all
Knowing that Qin Jiaozhi was seriously injured in the first two games and was able to finish sixth in the rankings, even if she lost a match, she still had the possibility of staying in the top ten. But she is a woman after all. If she were to choose her, she would be left behind.
The tongue that takes advantage of people's danger.
So everyone in the audience was waiting for how they would choose, and the brothers from Twelve Finger Sword Mountain also looked at the two of them nervously.
Qu Jing spoke first and said, "Senior Brother Shen, would you like to give me some advice?"
Although Shen Baiyi also wanted to fight Qin Liaozhi, he thought about it carefully and nodded.
"Okay, Senior Brother Qu, let's fight it out!"
Quan Ding glanced at the three of them, raised his fist towards Yun Xiaotian and said, "Junior Brother Yun, how about we fight?"
Yun Xiaotian glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Quan, I want to challenge... Senior Brother Wei."
"Hoho~"
The audience immediately became excited, and many people were impressed by his courage.
"Huh, this guy is very arrogant."
"Hey! It seems that the competition between the 'Discus Master' is over."
"Although he has courage, he is not rational."
Yun Xiaotian ignored everyone's comments and said to Wei Ting: "I think Senior Brother Wei won't refuse to fight, right?"
Wei Ting sneered and said: "Junior brother sincerely asks for advice, how can I not agree as a brother?"
In this way, Qin Jiaozhi's opponent was naturally Quan Ding. Although the latter was a little angry at being looked down upon, the result was exactly what he wanted.
And Yun Xiaotian must choose Wei Ting, who is the hardest to crack, and Qin Liaozhi should be the one who understands best.
"Okay, let's draw lots to determine the number of games!" The elder guarding the ring closed his eyes again.
Three small balls flew out, Qin Liaozhi got two, Yun Xiaotian got three, and Shen Baiyi got one.
"Let's start now!" The old man was a little impatient.
At the same time, the other two games also started with enthusiasm, but only Group A continued to draw lots.
After the draw is over.
In the first game of Group A, a young disciple fought against a girl in white. The girl was dressed in white and had a murderous sword behind her. As soon as she raised her hand, the boy opposite whispered: "Senior sister, I know it's not the case. Can your opponent...can...save some face?"
The girl frowned and thought, then nodded. After three sword strikes, the young disciple was slashed out of the field.
The girl came off the stage, causing bursts of cheers from the disciples of Xishu Mountain. She walked up to a beautiful female disciple and called out: "Senior Sister Peizhi." A disciple of Xishu Jianshan named Peizhi wiped her face. He wiped his sweat and said, "Thank you for your hard work, junior sister."
"It's not hard!" the woman said with a sweet smile. When everyone's eyes were attracted to the competition on the stage, the woman asked softly: "Senior Sister Peizhi, is there any news?"
Peizhi looked at her expectant eyes and shook her head helplessly.
In the first game of Game C, Shen Baiyi narrowly won and advanced to the next round. When she saw Qin Liaozhi in the field with such power, she was extremely grateful for her choice.
Although Qin Liaozhi suffered serious injuries in the past few days, his cultivation level today has not declined at all. The yellow stone diagram, jade scroll, spiritual power sword formula, is unparalleled and extremely powerful. There is already on the stone platform After being cut out of deep ravines, his opponent Quan Ding was already in danger. However, as the chief disciple of Yida Sect and carrying the hope of a sect, how could he easily admit defeat? Unfortunately, the willow leaf steel sword in his hand cut out a faint line. The green dragon was still submerged in the tide by the setting sun, and the outcome was decided.
"Qin Liao of Twelve Finger Sword Mountain knows victory and advances to the next round."
There is still the last round of the match in Group C. Many disciples from Xishu Jianshan are rushing towards this direction from the direction of Field A. Wei Ting is a figure in the local rankings and is very popular among the younger generation of disciples of Xishu Jianshan.
Senior Sister Peizhi said: "Junior Sister, Senior Brother Wei's competition is about to begin, let's go and have a look too!"
"okay."
Lin Xiaozhuo looked at the two departing figures and knocked the sword in his hand hard, "Can't you watch my competition?"
Then Junior Brother Zhao smoothed things over and said: "Maybe, Senior Sister and the others think that Senior Brother, you will definitely win... so... so... no..."