There was a violent vibration on the skyscraper, and then dust and smoke spread everywhere, making it difficult for everyone to see what was going on in the field.
"What happened just now? Is that soaring aura the aura of a great monk in the Immortal Ascension Realm?"
"I didn't see the flowers in my eyes. Fang Hen and Chen Jianzhi went out to save people together, and then Shen Yu faced two strong men and didn't even flinch."
"Who won? Who lost?"
All the disciples opened their eyes wide, trying to see clearly what was happening in the center of the field, and some even expressed doubts in their hearts.
Several elders of the Fourth Hall looked nervous and a little uneasy.
They saw the master of Qinglu Palace sitting in the clouds and finally rushed in.
Yanfa Temple Zhou also appeared in the sky instantly, then waved his sleeves, and after bursts of breeze, the smoke and dust in the venue dispersed.
I was finally able to see what was going on in the field.
Lan Yingxing was the first to appear in everyone's sight. He was lying on the edge of the stone platform. The strong collision of spiritual energy caused him to be blown away immediately, and he was not fatally injured.
Chen Jianzhi clutched his chest and leaned against the wall of the stone platform, with blood spilling from his mouth. He looked depressed and might pass out at any time.
Fang Hen was much more miserable than the two of them. He was lying on the ground, covered in blood, and had already passed out. Only a bloody broken blade was floating next to him, protecting his heart.
"Where is Shen Yu? Where has he gone?"
There was one person I didn't see, and a disciple asked.
Countless people's eyes looked towards the center of the field again.
As the last cloud of smoke dispersed, two figures slowly emerged in front of everyone.
Xun Ju put his hands behind his back and stood proudly, his expression calm and without any emotion.
Shen Yu was a little embarrassed, his face was pale, his arms were a little twisted, and his elbows were bleeding.
Even so, the young man's back was still so straight and his expression was still so indifferent.
However, the three most outstanding disciples of Qinglu Hall were all lying on the field.
Looking at this scene, everyone's eyes became complicated, fear, surprise, anger, shock, admiration, envy...
A young disciple who entered the Taoist realm defeated the three most outstanding disciples of Qinglu Palace and even the Dao Sect.
This kind of thing is really incredible.
What's even more incredible is the momentum generated by Shen Yu's last sword.
That is the momentum that can only be found at the peak of the Immortal Ascension Realm.
Shen Yu simply condensed his spiritual energy in one place and easily used attacks beyond his own realm.
Many people want to do this method, but no one dares to try it.
Because if you try it, you may die.
But Shen Yu tried and succeeded again. What kind of person is he?
...
"Are you going to kill your fellow sect members?"
Master Daochen of the Qinglu Palace was so angry that he came straight to the field, pointed at Shen Yu and said: "Do you know this is a violation of the sect rules? Where are the disciples of the Law Enforcement Pavilion? Take this person down."
Shen Yu asked indifferently: "Who did I kill?"
Dao Chen snorted coldly and said, "Your methods are so vicious. If it weren't for Fang Hen and Chen Jianzhi, you would have killed Lan Yingxing long ago."
Shen Yu said calmly: "What if the two of them broke into the competition venue without permission?"
Dao Fan said angrily: "They are doing this because they are eager to save people."
Shen Yu was silent for a moment and said, "Is that person dead?"
"You...are presumptuous..."
Dao Chen was so angry that he could hardly speak, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
Xun Ju, on the other hand, remained silent from beginning to end.
Although he rescued Fang Hen and Chen Jianzhi in time, the two disciples were still seriously injured, and a disciple who had entered the Taoist realm actually dared to continue to provoke them.
I haven't met such a person for many years.
Xun Ju frowned slightly, then looked at Shen Yu.
Shen Yu also felt his gaze, turned around and looked back calmly.
The atmosphere in the venue became solemn once again.
The disciples around the stands were silent and did not dare to speak.
The breeze blew by, and a thin figure appeared in front of Shen Yu.
Xun Ju said: "What do you think?"
Master Daofan said calmly: "Everyone goes back to his own home."
Everyone was dumbfounded. What Master Dao Fan meant when he said this was that no one would be held accountable. Strictly speaking, he still favored Shen Yu.
Some of the disciples of Qinglu Hall were even more serious, but no one dared to speak out.
Because Zhenren Daofan represents Yuansheng Temple and the lineage of the leader.
"You think highly of him."
Xun Ju was silent for a while and continued: "But he does have the potential for you to value him."
Master Dao Fan had no expression on his face and said: "Take them to heal their wounds."
"Useless things."
Xun Ju said lightly and then turned and left.
Then, Fang Hen, who was in a coma, was carried away by a gust of wind.
Chen Jianzhi and Lan Yingxing were carried out of the venue by the disciples of Qinglu Hall.
Shen Yu looked at the unconscious figure drifting away with a look of regret.
"Let's go back."
Master Dao Fan put his right hand on Shen Yu's shoulder, and the two of them turned into streams of light and flew towards the distant mountains.
Several big figures from the Dao Sect left one after another, causing the lively Motian Cliff to suddenly become silent.
Everyone was a little confused. Chen Jianzhi and Fang Hen had two of the most outstanding disciples of Qinglu Temple seriously injured one after another. What would happen to the other two temples?
The young disciple's eyes involuntarily turned to Yu Wenwen and Fan Weimin, but these two people were motionless and showed no intention of ending up.
When Master Dao Chen saw this, his expression turned extremely ugly. In the end, he chose a few low-level disciples to compete on stage, and then hastily announced that the performance of the Four Halls was over.
From the beginning to the end, the two geniuses of Daozong, Yu Wenwen and Fan Weimin, did not appear.
This may be the most careless competition between the four halls in the history of Dao Zong, but it may also be the most shocking competition.
Everything is because of that young man named Shen Yu.
He defeated the three strongest second-generation disciples of Qinglu Palace at the level of Taoism.
His name may soon be spread to other holy places, or even the entire Spiritual Wilderness Continent.
...
The crowd dispersed, and an old man with an immortal spirit appeared out of thin air on the deserted skyscraper.
He looked at the mottled marks on the ground and praised them repeatedly.
Then, a graceful and luxurious woman also appeared in mid-air. Her voice was lazy and she said, "Daoxuan, I haven't seen you for a few years. You seem to be a little more wretched."
As the master of Yanfa Hall, Daoxuan didn't care and said with a smile: "You, if you were a girl of your age from other families, you would have been the mother of several children."
"You want to fight?"
An astonishing momentum suddenly erupted from the woman's body, and the aura of the entire Motian Cliff almost solidified.
The murderous intention is soaring to the sky.
"Don't, I broke my tongue, I broke my mouth, don't worry too much."
Master Daoxuan smiled bitterly and said: "It's not enough that I was wrong. Quickly put away your pressure and fight and kill all day long."
No one would have thought that a person who is usually regarded as a god by everyone would give in.
Besides the headmaster, the only person who could make him humble like this was probably the graceful woman in front of him.
The curtain move on the main floor of Duzhen Hall.
The gorgeous woman snorted coldly and turned to look at the ground.
"They are indeed of the same origin."
After a long time, she whispered.
"yes."
Daoxuan said: "I prefer to be unyielding and have a firm mind. My junior disciple back then also had such a mind."
Lou Lianzhao was silent for a long time and then said: "Senior brother, the leader, is well prepared this time."
"Indeed."
Daoxuan said: "It is said in the world that junior brother is the most powerful practitioner in the spiritual wilderness today, but no one has ever known that the city lord of Qingdi City has been staying at that threshold for a hundred years just to wait for junior brother. To complete this battle for the great road that was planned a hundred years ago, no matter the outcome, the head junior brother will always find a disciple for the Yuansheng Temple lineage to pass on."
Lou Lianzhao murmured: "Senior brother...will he win?"
Daoxuan sighed, shook his head and said, "No one knows."
He pulled out the hairpin on his head and flicked it casually, and a clear spiritual energy enveloped the two of them, cutting off the entire world.
She said seriously: "I didn't expect Shen Yu to be so fast. It seems that I don't have to wait a few years. Senior brother can write his name on the list of people going to Zhongzhou Academy."
Daoxuan smiled and said nothing.
Lou Linzhao was a little surprised at first, then he came to his senses and said, "It turns out that senior brother has added it a long time ago."
Master Daoxuan said: "For someone who can be valued by the head disciple, the difference in realms does not matter."
Zhao Ran smiled sweetly and said, "That's right."
"The remaining candidates were chosen among the four of them."