The duel between two influential figures in Lizhou, spread over time, instantly attracted the attention of many people in Sunchon City.
Although the two of them were only the last and second on the list of Lizhou wizards, many monks still came to watch the competition between the two.
When the four of Bai Qingzhou arrived at the competition venue, there was still half an hour before the competition, but the place was already crowded and crowded.
After passing through the crowded crowd, Wu Jingfu led the three of them to sit down at a good location very familiarly.
Since the competition had not yet begun, Bai Qingzhou, who had nothing to do, began to look at the appearance of this place.
The competition ground was built at the bottom of several hills. It is an oval-shaped building as a whole. There is a flat piece of land in the center as the competition venue. The surrounding stands are raised in rows, and there is no roof above.
The entire building occupies a huge area, about 100 acres of land. Looking at the surrounding seats, it can accommodate at least 200,000 spectators. It is magnificent.
"Wow! There are a lot of people here today!" Zhuang Wenjing couldn't help but exclaimed as she looked at the crowds of people filing in.
Wu Jingfu patted his big belly and said cheerfully: "Hehe! This is after all a competition for the ranking of Lizhou Wizards. There must be many people coming to watch!"
Because this competition is not organized by humans, there is no need for tickets and you can enter for free.
As long as it is free, it will attract many monks who love to join in the fun to come and watch.
Bai Qingzhou is no stranger to the ranking battle mentioned by Wu Jingfu. As far as he knows, the author Zhuge Shenjun's ranking method on the Lizhou Wizards List is extremely simple and crude.
There is only one rule, and that is to rank according to age and level of cultivation.
He doesn't calculate comprehensive strength such as specific net worth and actual combat experience at all. Everything is ranked according to the speed of cultivation.
This resulted in some monks with high levels of cultivation but low combat experience being often visited by others for martial arts competitions and sword competitions.
Because it is very easy to take away the ranking on the Wizards List. As long as the person is in the same realm and the difference in age is no more than three years, and in the presence of many spectators, he can defeat the ranked person openly, he can take away his ranking.
This also causes the rankings on the Wizards List to change a lot every year, and many young monks will often fight to the death for a ranking.
"That's right!" Wu Jingfu suddenly turned to look at Bai Qingzhou, with curiosity in his eyes, and asked: "Brother Bai, I think you were able to instantly kill evil cultivators at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment before, so your cultivation should be at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.
Layer?」
"Yes." Bai Qingzhou nodded directly in response, without concealing anything.
"So how old are you this year?" Wu Jingfu asked.
Hearing this sudden question, Bai Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then he raised his head and thought about it carefully, and then answered:
"I was born in the year 805. If you calculate the time, I should be thirty years old in three months...".
Bai Qingzhou couldn't help but hesitate when he mentioned the word thirty. He had been traveling for several years, and unknowingly he was preparing to reach his thirties.
If Wu Jingfu hadn't said anything, he wouldn't have noticed his age.
Hearing Bai Qingzhou's words, Zhuang Wenjing on the side looked stunned, and then her eyes shone like stars, and she said excitedly:
"Ah! Senior Bai, you are so young?"
Bai Qingzhou smiled slightly and said, "It's true."
There was no room for Zhuang Wenjing not to be surprised, because the appearance of monks could not represent their true age. For example, many monks looked to be in their early twenties, but they might have lived for thirty or forty years.
So she always thought that Bai Qingzhou was over forty years old, but she didn't expect that he was still under thirty.
At this time, Wu Jingfu looked shocked and said: "A sixth-level foundation builder who is less than thirty years old?! Isn't Brother Bai a bit more genius than Tang Yizhen and Lu Zishen? You should replace them on the list!"
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Hearing this, Zhuang Wenjing suddenly came back to her senses and exclaimed: "Yes, yes! Senior Bai is also a genius! Even more talented than them!"
Zhuang Wenjing looked very excited, looking at Bai Qingzhou as if she saw
A rising star.
Even Zhuang Wenyan, who had been silent all this time, looked over with surprise in his eyes.
Bai Qingzhou chuckled lightly, looking forward to this in his heart, and said happily: "If I can really be on the list, then I will be proud of the sect!"
And while a few people were laughing and chatting, suddenly there was a huge cheer and shouting from the crowd.
"Come on, come on!"
"Look at his signature flying magic weapon!"
"Hahaha, I finally saw a real person this time!"
Upon hearing this shouting, several people immediately stopped talking and looked at the place where everyone was cheering.
I saw a person flying slowly from the sky in the distance. He was not walking in the air, but stood upright with a golden Zen staff on his feet.
His facial features were gentle and his dark eyes made him look amiable. His bright head was particularly conspicuous. He was dressed in a light yellow cassock and with his hands clasped together, he looked like an eminent monk.
When he saw this person, Bai Qingzhou knew that he was Lu Zishen, who was ranked nineteenth.
"Lizhou Langya List" describes him as a warrior monk from Bishan Temple in Cangwu Region, and he is exactly a monk.
Lu Zishen walked down to the competition stage with an indifferent expression, placed his Zen staff on the ground, ignored the cheers of the crowd, sat cross-legged, clasped his hands and closed his eyes to rest.
"Hehe! This monk is so calm!" Zhuang Wenjing covered her mouth and joked in a low voice: "I heard that Tang Yizhen fights very fiercely. I think this monk is no match at all!"
"Tsk, tsk, I think it's a bit hard to say. Although no one has seen Lu Zishen take action, I heard that the monks at Bishan Temple are very strong, so he shouldn't be too bad..." Wu Jingfu on the side retorted.
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Zhuang Wenjing originally wanted to speak, but was interrupted again by a burst of cheers. After listening carefully, she knew that it was Tang Yizhen who had appeared.
As soon as Tang Yizhen, who was in his twenties, appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, including Lu Zishen, who had just closed his eyes to rest.
Tang Yizhen held a long knife and immediately lowered it from high in the air in a very high-profile manner, hitting Lu Zishen heavily in front of him, causing a cloud of dust to rise.
Tang Yizhen's black hair was flying, and his eyebrows were full of madness. He pointed the long knife and shouted: "Hey! Monk, please hand over your ranking today!"
Lu Zishen's face did not change, he stood up slowly, his hands still clasped together, and he murmured: "Amitabha."
The two stand opposite each other in a fighting stance.
This scene immediately caused a commotion in the whole place, and many monks shouted.
Bai Qingzhou turned around and looked around the audience, glanced twice, and asked strangely: "Little Fatty, is there no one betting on this competition?"
There was no room for him to feel strange. After all, he had traveled to so many places and had seen many competitions. Generally speaking, as long as there was a competition, there would be a dealer who would take over.
It allows monks to place bets and gamble. Some monks even make a living from gambling without formal income.
Unexpectedly, at such a large-scale competition, there was no monk who asked him to place bets.
Wu Jingfu turned sideways and whispered: "Shh, this gambling cannot be carried out casually. This is a rule set by the Confucian saints. If you want to carry out gambling, you need to apply. However, this process is very cumbersome and generally not done.
Someone is applying."
"Ah? Do Confucian saints even have to control this?" Bai Qingzhou was a little surprised.
"Of course, Confucian rules cover all aspects, not just trivial matters." Wu Jingfu sighed softly.
But Bai Qingzhou glanced at the crazy crowd and couldn't help but wonder: "If they hadn't placed bets, I don't see why those people were so excited."
"Hey! Those people must have gone to the black village..." Wu Jingfu explained.
After hearing this, Bai Qingzhou nodded with deep understanding, expressing his understanding.
While the two of them were talking, a golden elixir monk wearing a long robe flew out of the field below and began to speak to everyone.
By Takekage Fukusuke
Shao, Bai Qingzhou learned that this man was a Confucian monk and came here specially to host this competition.
As the Confucian monk's lengthy words ended, the competition officially began.
The two of them didn't talk nonsense at all, and directly used their magic weapons to fight together.
Amid the cheers of tens of thousands of people, the two men each held a long knife and a Zen staff, and they continued to collide with an indomitable momentum.
Every collision would cause the monks in the field to exclaim. Zhuang Wenjing clenched her fists, stood up and shouted excitedly until her face turned red.
Bai Qingzhou also watched the battle between the two closely, learning the combat skills and thinking from their perspective.
The fight between the two was quite exciting, with magical weapons, hidden weapons, spells, spells, etc. constantly being used, making the fight colorful.
But after watching for a while, Bai Qingzhou discovered that the strength of these two people was actually somewhat different from his own. During the fight between the two, many mistakes that should not have occurred were revealed in subtle ways.
"This mistake shouldn't be made..." Bai Qingzhou sighed secretly. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the two people's on-the-spot response to the battle was not perfect.
If he were at the same level of cultivation, he would be confident that he could defeat either of the two people on the field in the thirty round.
When Bai Qingzhou learned this result, he couldn't help being surprised, and then joy rushed into his heart.
"Is it possible that I really have the strength to be on the Nirvana List?"
This surprising discovery made Bai Qingzhou suddenly distracted and distracted.
And just as he was thinking wildly, after more than two hundred rounds of fighting, the two men finally decided the winner.
Tang Yizhen defeated Lu Zishen with great difficulty and successfully took down his ranking at the cost of a broken sword in his hand.
Zhuang Wenjing looked very fascinated. After seeing Tang Yizhen's victory, she clapped her hands violently and kept praising:
"Ah ha, Tang Yizhen is really awesome. He will definitely be several places ahead of schedule for the next edition of "Lizhou Langya List"!"
"Yes, you are indeed a genius. The battle is so exciting..." Wu Jingfu just wanted to respond, but he couldn't help but look at Bai Qingzhou aside, thought for a while, and said with a smile:
"No, no, I think Brother Bai's name will be included in the next issue of "Lizhou Langya List"!"
"Yeah, I think so." The taciturn Zhuang Wenyan suddenly agreed.
After watching this competition, Bai Qingzhou became more confident and responded with a laugh: "Hahaha, I think so too!" This chapter has been completed!