The pursuits and killings, traps and madness that occurred in Maplewood City seemed to have nothing to do with the martial arts arena.
The battle here is as usual.
The three winners who entered the round were Zhang Linchuan, Lin Zhengren, and Fu Baosong from Wangjiang City.
This is a tall and thin man with a clear face. He defeated the fifth-year disciple from Maplewood City with great difficulty and won the last spot.
The two fifth-year students in Wangjiang City have entered the round of battle, and the situation is excellent.
In fact, the battle between the fifth-year students is the most important link, and only the leader of the fifth-year students in the Three Cities Forum has the qualifications to directly enter the National Dao Yuan.
Similar Tao discussion competitions have some such quotas, just more or less. For example, "Beifeng Yanxue" has two quotas. Although it is a five-city Tao discussion, it actually only takes two out of ten. The odds are
It is greater than the "Three Cities Discussing the Tao".
These quotas are also a kind of allocation of resources, which often depends on the strength of the Taoist temple in each city. What reflects the strength of the Taoist temple is nothing more than the cultivators it cultivates. So once a monk grows up, the city Taoist temple he comes from will also
Follow the rise.
With more quotas in the National Academy, practitioners will grow faster, forming a virtuous cycle.
But like Sanshan City, the elites are disconnected, unable to win the Taoist debate, resources are reduced, and the conditions for disciples to practice are more difficult... This is a vicious cycle.
Only by understanding the Taoist system of Zhuang State can we understand why the monks of Sanshan City fought so hard for their lives.
Back to the game, the first game in the Three Cities Forum's five-year history is the civil war.
Lin Zhengren versus Fu Baosong.
There is almost no highlight in this battle. Everyone knows that the current situation is Maplewood City vs. Wangjiang City. The highlight of the entire battle is whether Zhang Linchuan can defeat his opponent who also belongs to Wangjiang City one after another. Now it seems that it is nothing.
hope.
As for the civil war, it was just a formality.
Obviously Lin Zhengren thought so too, so when he saw Fu Baosong walking in front of him, he just said casually: "You just admit defeat. I will hit Zhang Linchuan hard later, and then you can defeat him and get second place."
"
He seemed to have already arranged the ranking.
"Hey!" Zhang Linchuan covered his nose with a handkerchief, looking very disgusted: "Don't think I don't exist!"
Lin Zhengren turned to look at Zhang Linchuan who was waiting, and smiled: "Either you quit now, so you can avoid the pain."
After being exposed to the sixth level of cultivation, his whole temperament seemed to have liberated a lot, and he no longer cared much about superficial skills.
At this time...
"I don't."
He heard a voice say this.
Lin Zhengren suddenly turned around and looked at the source of the voice. The tall and thin Fu Baosong, who had been silent all day, said his first sentence today.
"You don't? Not what?" Lin Zhengren felt incredible.
Lin Zhengli even cursed outside the court: "Fu Baosong, are you out of your mind? Don't you know how much you weigh?"
Fu Baosong turned a deaf ear. He just looked at Lin Zhengren with a calm and equal look, no different from how he looked at other people.
He said: "I will go all out, no matter who the opponent is. This is the meaning of discussion."
Lin Zhengren was so angry that he laughed back: "Okay, then you can try it."
A sudden turn of events.
The people of Maplewood City who were watching were shocked. The two cultivators from Wangjiang City were serious. Doesn't it mean that Zhang Linchuan from Maplewood City had a chance?
Although Lin Zhengren is a sixth-level practitioner, if Fu Baosong can injure him before defeat... Zhang Linchuan is not hopeless!
"Well done Fu Baosong!"
"Upright, strong and unyielding, a role model for cultivators!"
"That's right! Why should you admit defeat? Lin Zhengren doesn't have your head. If you beat him down, you will be the leader!"
The audience outside the venue spoke out one after another. Looking at the excited expressions of the crowd, it seemed as if they really loved Fu Baosong.
Especially Jiang Wang vaguely felt that the last voice was very familiar.
He followed the sound and saw Huang Azhan sneaking around among the crowd.
Jiang Wang turned around with a blank look on his face.
He really didn't know what other "specialties" the guy who entered this small circle because of Du Yehu had. He was a slicker, greedy and lustful, and now he was also able to incite public opinion.
But it's strange, this guy has flaws everywhere, but he's actually not annoying.
…
On the court, Lin Zhengren seemed to be truly angry, and started with the Green Python Choke.
The giant python broke through the earth and twisted into a ball.
boom!
The green python was strangled on the vine wall.
The intertwined snakes and vines formed a circle, protecting Fu Baosong in the center. But it was the vines and snakes wrapped around the wall that Lin Zhengren had used before.
However, the second-grade medium-grade vine snakes wrapped around the wall cannot prevent the first-grade low-grade green pythons from being strangled.
In less than three breaths, the vine snake wrapped around the wall collapsed.
The giant green python contracted hard, but in the next moment, it suddenly became sluggish.
A green hand with a dry feeling was pressed on the python's body. On the green python's huge body, the decaying gray and green were intertwined.
A second-grade top-grade Taoist technique, the Kuchiki Jue!
Although he didn't disintegrate the green python with one hand like Dong Ah, it still made the green python languish.
Fu Baosong jumped out during this gap.
But how could Lin Zhengren give him a chance? He reached out and the water dragon wave that had been prepared roared out!
But behind Shuilong's translucent body, his handsome face was extremely gloomy.
Some Taoist skills require talent, and some Taoist skills require compatibility. It does not mean that once the cultivation level is reached, the Taoist skills of the corresponding level can be mastered.
Just like this Kuchiki Art, although it is only a second-class top grade, it is the unique secret technique of the dean of Wangjiang City Taoist Academy. Lin Zhengren has never taught it! The reason is not consistent enough?
Is this poor boy, the smelly stone in the latrine, enough to fit him?
Conceited people like Lin Zhengren have already had enough of those high-sounding and hypocritical excuses. For example, the fit is not enough, for example, the so-called meaning of discussing Tao!
Facing the water dragon wave that was almost sitting back and waiting, Fu Baosong was about to dodge as soon as the wave rolled under his feet. Born in Wangjiang City Taoist Temple, he was certainly no stranger to three waves.
But Lin Zhengren just pressed his left hand, and waves surged, mixing with the waves at Fu Baosong's feet, making this flash a fantasy.
A simple Taoist wrathful wave, with perfect timing and just the right position, broke through the three stacks of waves that had three shifting effects.
The water dragon wave hit Fu Baosong mercilessly, lifting him up high and causing him to fall hard.
Waves surged under Lin Zhengren's feet, and he stepped on Fu Baosong's head.
He lowered his head slightly and said in a very deliberate and contemptuous tone: "Can you defeat me?"
Fu Baosong turned his head with difficulty under Lin Zhengren's feet. He looked at Lin Zhengren. There was no anger in his eyes, but a puzzling stubbornness: "I can't defeat you. But I can't... lose without a fight!"
This guy is really... smelly and tough.
Stinky enough to make you frown, hard enough to make you respectable.
