"By winning the first place in the competition, in addition to becoming the deputy sect master, you can also become the young sect master..." Xiao Ye's heart moved slightly.
Zhao Qian is the illegitimate son of the deputy sect leader. The deputy sect leader gave such a reward without thinking too much because of Zhao Qian.
"The deputy sect leader has such confidence in Zhao Qian, then Zhao Qian must have a strong trump card." Xiao Ye secretly became vigilant.
In fact, apart from showing his cultivation, Zhao Qian had not yet used any other means. For example, Xiao Ye did not yet understand the true meaning of martial arts that the other party had understood.
"I don't care about the position of Young Master, but I will definitely defeat Zhao Qian!" Xiao Ye's eyes were extremely firm. His vow back then must be completed today, and no one can stop him.
"The rules are clear, you can go up." The deputy sect leader said indifferently.
"Hmph, the position of Young Master is mine!" Zhao Qian, with his white robe fluttering, was the first to arrive on the Tianjiao Arena.
"Senior sister, let's go up too." Xiao Ye said, and then flew up with Bingya, and the other two direct disciples also followed.
The disciples watching the battle stared at the Tianjiao Arena with fiery eyes. The first place in this competition, or the young master of the Chongyang Sect, will be born in this arena.
The last round of melee is the most exciting part of this personal disciple competition.
"Let's begin!" The coercive voice of the deputy sect master came from afar.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the vast arena became oppressive, and the two direct disciples looked solemn.
The cultivation levels of the two of them, one at the early stage of the ninth level of the innate realm, and the other at the middle stage of the ninth level of the innate realm, are incomparable to those of Zhao Qian and Xiao Ye.
"Brother Wu, how about we work together to deal with Bingya first, and then compete for third place?"
"Okay, that's exactly what I meant." The two direct disciples reached an agreement instantly.
The first and second place must belong to Xiao Ye and Zhao Qian. They didn't dare to think about it, so they set their sights on the third place, and Bingya became their obstacle.
"Junior sister Bingya, I'm offended!" The two direct disciples shouted, huge power fluctuations rose into the sky, and then rushed towards Bingya.
"Junior brother, you should concentrate on dealing with Zhao Qian. I can deal with these two people." Bingya left a word softly, and the true meaning of martial arts that was cold to the core swept the entire Tianjiao Arena.
Xiao Ye nodded. Bingya should be able to deal with the two direct disciples, so he was not worried.
boom!
In an instant, Bingya was fighting with the two men, deafening explosions resounded, and majestic battle waves rushed in all directions.
Buzz!
At this time, light curtains automatically rose around the Tianjiao Arena, blocking all the battle fluctuations and preventing them from spreading.
"It's really exciting. We can see such a fierce battle right from the beginning!" The disciples watching the battle were all excited, their faces full of excitement.
"Huh? Why haven't Xiao Ye and Zhao Qian fought yet?" Someone asked doubtfully at this time.
Suddenly, one after another looked at the two figures confronting each other on the Tianjiao Arena.
No matter how violent the battle around them was, the two of them stood firm in the field, looking at each other. An extremely terrifying aura filled the air, crushing all the aftermath of the surging battle.
At this moment, everything in front of them disappeared, only each other.
This is a fateful showdown!
"I have been waiting for this day for a long time." Xiao Ye said, his eyes blazing with two blazing lights, "Zhao Qian, you said that I could only look up to you in my life, but now I have caught up with you! "
Zhao Qian looked gloomy and said sarcastically: "You are just physically stronger. Your cultivation level is thousands of miles away from mine, and you still dare to claim that you can catch up with me? What a fool!"
Hearing this, Xiao Ye sneered loudly and said: "I, Xiao Ye, have the strength I have today because of hard training step by step, but you have obtained various cultivation resources. If I have the same conditions as you, my cultivation level It will surpass you ten times and a hundred times, what qualifications do you have to be arrogant in front of me!"
Snapped!
As soon as these words came out, it was like a loud slap on Zhao Qian's face.
The disciples watching the battle in front of the Tianjiao Arena nodded secretly.
Indeed, Zhao Qian grew up in Chongyang Gate since he was a child and was raised as a proud son of heaven, so he had such a cultivation level.
On the other hand, Xiao Ye entered the Chongyang Sect in just three years. He rose to power without much training resources, and finally stood side by side with Zhao Qian, standing at the pinnacle level of direct disciples.
Such potential is not comparable to Zhao Qian.
Whoosh!
Zhao Qian's expression changed, and a monstrous murderous intention emerged from his body, locking Xiao Ye, and terrifying power fluctuations swept through the entire Tianjiao Arena.
"Are you angry because of your embarrassment? It seems that you, Zhao Qian, only have this little concentration." Xiao Ye said with a sarcastic smile on his face, calmly.
"Ah! You mud-legged guy, I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Qian was so angry that he was talking incoherently, and he shot towards Xiao Ye. The terrifying power crushed the void, and the entire Tianjiao Arena shook. .
boom!
Xiao Ye's hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were as blazing as the sun, and the surging blood formed a beam of light that shot straight into the sky.
"Zhao Qian, you humiliated me that day, and I will return it to you ten times and a hundred times today!" Xiao Ye roared, and the rolling sound waves were full of shocking fighting intent.
He has waited for this moment for too long!
Xiao Ye was like a god and demon, his eyes were stunning, and the blood in his body was so strong that it stirred up the nine heavens and caused the situation to change color.
Buzz!
Xiao Ye activated the Dou Zhan Fist Technique, and the three giant cauldrons blasted out simultaneously, with the power of splitting the sky and full of momentum that swept everything.
Boom!
Both are extremely talented young men, and their fierce fight was like two meteors colliding, with terrifying power erupting, enough to destroy everything.
If Tianjiao Arena was not a mysterious weapon, it would have been turned into powder by the fight between these two people.
The two direct disciples who fought against Bingya were not so lucky. The fluctuations in the battle between Xiao Ye and Zhao Qian were so terrible that it was like a stormy sea drowning them.
Bingya was extremely powerful and was not greatly affected. She knocked the two of them out of the Tianjiao Arena with just a few moves.
"Junior brother, I hope you can win." Bingya turned around and looked at the two people fighting, then jumped off the ring.
Bingya took the initiative to admit defeat and won third place.
No one was too surprised by this. Even Bingya found it difficult to compete with those two people.
Looking at the fierce battle on the Tianjiao Arena, many people felt that they were feasting their eyes and shouted excitedly. Whether it was Xiao Ye or Zhao Qian, their strength was second only to the black-robed elder.
Of course, because of Zhao Qian's cruelty, everyone is supporting Xiao Ye, hoping that Xiao Ye can get the first place and become the young sect leader.
On the stage.
Xiao Ye activated the fighting fist technique, each punch was enough to penetrate the void and contained tremendous power, and Zhao Qian was no less powerful. The fifth-level combat skills he displayed were also very powerful.
For a moment, the two of them were evenly matched.
"You ant, you still want to compete with me. Today, I, Zhao Qian, will let you see the true meaning of my martial arts!" Zhao Qian said angrily, and suddenly a golden true meaning of martial arts rose into the sky, full of sharp energy. gas.
Clang!
The golden true meaning of martial arts seemed to be a peerless magic weapon coming out of its sheath, sending chills all over the body.
Fifty percent of the true meaning of martial arts!
Xiao Ye stared at Zhao Qian with a serious look in his eyes.
"This is the true meaning of the Golden Martial Arts. Among all the true meanings of the Martial Arts, the attack power can be ranked at the forefront. You should die!" Zhao Qian yelled, and suddenly the golden true meaning of the Martial Arts turned into handfuls of golden long swords. The spear shot towards Xiao Ye like raindrops.
This kind of attack is much stronger than Leng Feng's control of weapons.
"snort!"
Xiao Ye snorted coldly, and suddenly 40% of the true meaning of flame emerged quickly, turning into fifteen flaming lotus flowers to form a defense, blocking Xiao Ye's body.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The golden spears were very dense and hit the flame lotus one after another. Most of them were destroyed, but a small number of them broke through the defense and stabbed Xiao Ye's body.
"Haha, you ant, you will die today, no one can save you!" Zhao Qian laughed.
"You still want to kill me after such an attack!" Xiao Ye smiled coldly, stretched out his palm, and struck at the spears that broke through the defense.
Bang bang bang!
As if Bai Xue encountered the blazing sun, those golden spears dissipated instantly, but Xiao Ye's body did not have any scars.
Yes, Zhao Qian's true meaning of martial arts is indeed very powerful in attack, but Xiao Ye has the true meaning of flame and the dual defense of his body, which is enough to block such attacks.
Zhao Qian's smile froze. He never expected that Xiao Ye's defense would be so perverted.
"Zhao Qian, if your method is limited to this, then you should wait to be defeated by me!" Xiao Ye seemed like a big roc soaring into the sky, and stepped on Zhao Qian's head. The terrifying physical power made him The void was sunken.
It is undoubtedly a kind of humiliation to step on other people's heads. Xiao Ye just wanted to humiliate Zhao Qian.
Zhao Qian retreated backwards, avoiding Xiao Ye's kick, and stood in the distance looking at Xiao Ye coldly.
"Are you curious why I, Zhao Qian, never draw my sword even though I have a long sword on my back?" Zhao Qian said coldly, looking at Xiao Ye as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Sword?" Xiao Ye landed on the ring and suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Because since I, Zhao Qian, debuted, everyone who has seen me draw my sword... is dead!" Zhao Qian said this and pulled out the long sword behind him.
boom!
Suddenly the void shook uneasily, and extremely terrifying fluctuations enveloped the entire Chongyang Mountains. Countless peaks were trembling, and a heart-stopping aura shot straight into the sky.
Mysterious weapon!
Xiao Ye's pupils shrank violently and he quickly took a few steps back.
It was a green long sword, and the bright brilliance flooded the entire Tianjiao Arena.
Zhao Qian actually used a mysterious weapon in the competition between his direct disciples!
The disciples watching the battle began to curse angrily. Zhao Qian had a mysterious weapon in his hand. Who among his direct disciples could match him? This completely destroyed the balance of the competition!
Even the four black-robed elders frowned.
"Quiet!" At this time, the deputy sect master's majestic voice sounded, suppressing everyone's dissatisfaction.
"In the competition between direct disciples, there is no rule that prohibits the use of mysterious weapons." The deputy sect leader said indifferently.
Hearing these words, the disciples watching the battle felt cold. The deputy sect leader was openly favoring Zhao Qian. Now Xiao Ye was destined to lose, or in other words, he was dead.
"Haha...I see." Xiao Ye sneered in his heart. At this time, he had no good impression of the deputy sect leader.
Even in the direct disciple competition, he openly defended Zhao Qian. It seems that the deputy sect leader is not a good person either.
"Zhao Qian, do you think you are the only one who has a mysterious weapon?" Xiao Ye raised his head slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his pupils. (To be continued)