Chapter 2883 The Secret Technique of Feather Clothes
Jin Buhuan raised the battle lottery in his hand high, and a gold character slowly appeared above it. The name of the sect that appeared was the Yuyi Sect, which had just had a relationship with Mingyue Sect.
Seeing the name of the Yuyi Sect written on the sign Jin Buhuan raised, Wang Sijiu smiled instead of being surprised, with a hint of pride in his eyes.
Jin Buhuan also noticed the secret joy in Wang Sijiu's eyes, and his expression immediately turned gloomy. This guy really didn't take him seriously.
With a cold snort, Jin Buhuan did not pay attention to other sects and walked straight back to the Mingyue Sect team.
"Senior Brother Jin really drew a good fortune. Who in the Eastern Immortal Land doesn't know that the Yuyi Sect is not good at fighting at all."
"Facing our Mingyue Sect, this Yuyi Sect may simply surrender and give up soon."
As soon as Jin Buhuan came down, some Mingyue Sect disciples ran to him and started complimenting him.
Listening to the compliments from the junior brother next to him, Jin Buhuan snorted and raised his head and said: "This is natural. Even if the Yuyi Sect knows some fighting methods, how can he be my opponent!"
"That's so right, so right, Senior Brother Jin is right!"
Amid the compliments from the people around him, Jin Buhuan looked at Wang Sijiu with his head held high.
Zhang Yifeng observed Wang Sijiu from the sidelines and found that there was no worry on his face.
On the contrary, there was a faint flash of joy in his eyes, and it was clear that fighting against the Mingyue Sect was within Wang Sijiu's budget.
It seems that the Yuyi Sect is not as good at fighting as these people said.
I am afraid that the Yuyi Sect must have mastered a very powerful fighting method, otherwise it would be impossible for them to despise the Mingyue Sect so much.
Zhang Yifeng was thinking in his mind, while Mu Yan explained the rules of the competition to Zhang Yifeng on the side.
Although each sect sent ten disciples to participate, the Summit Sword Club, which determines the quota, can only have five disciples participating.
Moreover, it is also a wheel-to-wheel battle, so situations like one versus five have also occurred in previous Summit Sword Clubs.
In Mingyue Sect's last peak sword meeting, the battle was resolved in a one-on-one battle.
The team's qualifications to compete are controlled by the captain, so whether Zhang Yifeng and the others can compete depends on Jin Buhuan's wishes.
It's just that Jin Buhuan obviously didn't want Zhang Yifeng to have a chance to shine, so he directly put the four monks on his side into the battle quota.
Zhang Yifeng frowned at this scene. Although the True Immortal Realm monk at Jin Buhuan's side was at a high level, he seemed to have very little combat experience.
On the other hand, the monks of Yuyi Sect were secretly gearing up and looking full of fighting spirit.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said nothing. Since Jin Buhuan was the captain, Zhang Yifeng had no choice but to follow his instructions.
Anyway, even if he loses, he can't be blamed when he returns to the sect.
Jin Buhuan was the first to go up to draw lots, so the first game naturally started with Mingyue Sect versus Yuyi Sect.
Jin Buhuan walked to the middle of the snow-capped mountains with the four monks behind him in high spirits, and looked at Wang Sijiu with invincible eyes.
"Junior Brother Wang, for the sake of your sect's face, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible."
"Otherwise, don't blame me if you get beaten one to five later."
Jin Buhuan said angrily, and after finishing speaking, he did not forget to wink at Wang Sijiu.
"Oh, I won't bother Senior Brother Jin. I, the Yuyi Sect, still want to give it a try."
Wang Sijiu smiled slightly, showing his demeanor as a disciple of the great sect.
"Humph, I'll see the real chapter under my hands."
Jin Buhuan narrowed his eyes and said disdainfully.
Although Jin Buhuan was going to fight against five, he still sent a monk from the fifth level of the True Immortal Realm to appear, while he stood at the back and watched the battle.
Obviously Jin Buhuan was also worried that Yuyi Zong would suddenly reveal some of his trump cards, so he did not choose to play.
The disciples from both sects came on the stage, and after each bowed in accordance with the rules, the monks from the Mingyue Sect took the lead.
A stream of light shot out from his hand, and the next moment the Mingyue Sect disciple flew forward and punched the Yuyi Sect disciple.
The Yuyi Sect disciple didn't panic when he saw this, and with a wave of his hand, a stream of starlight shot out, scattering the incoming stream of light.
Facing the Mingyue Sect disciples who followed Liu Guang, the Yuyi Sect disciples kept their hands and feet steady and easily avoided the attack by turning sideways.
The Yuyi Sect disciples lacked strength, but were extremely fast, and the Mingyue Sect disciples' attacks could not miss them at all.
"Humph, what's the use of just hiding? If I catch you, you will end up!"
After the Mingyue Sect disciple finished speaking viciously, a bright light flashed in his hand, and he charged up a punch and punched it out.
A large area of power was unleashed, and the disciples of the Yuyi Sect remained unhurried upon seeing this. They stepped forward and flew into the air, spreading their aura wings behind their backs.
"hateful!"
The Mingyue Sect disciples were also angered by the opponent's repeated dodges and flew up to continue the fight.
It's just that in the sky, the Yuyi Sect disciples are blessed by wings and fly faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, only the flickering figures of the Yuyi Sect disciples can be seen in the air.
The disciples of the Yuyi Sect are getting faster and faster, while the disciples of the Mingyue Sect are gradually slowing down because they have spent a lot of energy on their attacks for a long time.
Seeing that the time had come, the Yuyi Sect disciples saw a cold light flash in their sleeves, and under the afterimage, streams of silver light flashed continuously in the air.
Before the Mingyue Sect disciple could lock his target, he felt a tearing pain coming from his body.
When he lowered his head, he saw that his chest had been scratched at some point, and there were drops of blood from the tiny wound.
"It's a small trick, do you think you can defeat me in this way?"
The Mingyue Sect disciple looked at the wound with disdain. He didn't even bother to swallow pills to recover from such a minor injury.
"Yeah?"
The disciple of Yuyi Sect finally spoke, his voice kept floating in the air, and there was no trace of it at all.
Before the Mingyue Sect disciples could think about the other party's words, bursts of tearing pain suddenly came from all over the body.
Streams of blood mist shot out from all directions around the Mingyue Sect disciples, and in the blink of an eye, their clothes were stained with blood.
The figure fell from the air, and Jin Buhuan looked embarrassed, because even he didn't see clearly what the Yuyi Sect disciple used to injure him like this.
On the contrary, Zhang Yifeng on the side had a look of surprise in his eyes, this Yuyi Sect was quite good at taking advantage of the situation.
A victory won in this way is very consistent with the positioning of the Yuyi Sect.
However, this kind of heresy can only hurt a monk who has never practiced physical training.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng suddenly understood why Wang Sijiu had a look of joy on his face just now when he saw that the Mingyue Sect was going to fight.
This method is only aimed at practitioners who have not specifically practiced physical training. For physical practitioners, such an attack will not be effective at all.
It seems that the Yuyi Sect is worried about encountering a sect that specializes in body training as soon as they come on stage.
With his eyes slightly narrowed, Zhang Yifeng nodded, and Mu Yan beside him whispered in Zhang Yifeng's ear.