Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 85 Final Results

"There are more than 80 people who are still here." Wang Xingyu said: "Instead of fighting in a mess, which is not only rude but also meaningless, why don't we organize a one-on-one competition by ourselves. We are in an illusion, even if we fight Killing and wounding won't do real damage."

He paused for a moment and glanced at Xuan Bo: "In normal times, because we are brothers and sisters from the same sect, it is always better to kill than when fighting, so we have to take it easy. Now in this illusion, there is no such restriction, We can let go of our hands and feet, have a good fight, and distinguish who is strong and who is weak..."

Before he could finish speaking, the eyes of the other people lit up, Yu Zhi patted his thick thighs and laughed wildly: "It's really great, I've long wanted to fight some masters in the door heartily. One, I didn't expect to finally find an opportunity now! Hahaha!"

Xuan Bo touched his chin, looked at Wang Xingyu and smiled: "Yes, there is revenge for revenge and revenge for grievance, excellent, excellent!"

Even Lu Enming, who had not spoken for a long time, was quite moved, and a little coldness flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that everyone was immersed in their imaginations, Liu Qinghuan coughed softly, "But I don't know how to sort them?"

"Drawing lots?" Xuan Bo said, shaking his head again: "No, no, it's very likely that you won't be able to draw the people you want to fight with."

Liu Qing smiled and said: "Senior Brother Xuan is too impatient. We still have more than 80 people here. Even if we fight in pairs, there will still be about 20 people after two rounds. As long as you are a master, are you afraid that you will not be able to enter the final stage? When the number of people is small, if we agree to fight again, we can still get a good ranking, wouldn't it be great?"

So everyone decided to draw lots to decide their opponents. In the third or fourth round, if there are opponents who want to play against each other, they can make an appointment with each other; if not, they will continue to decide by drawing lots.

After negotiation, the four groups of people returned to their own queues.

Liu Qinghuan and Xuan Bo returned to their team's protective formation. Seeing that most of them had finished adjusting their breaths, they shared with everyone what they had just discussed.

When many people heard it, they applauded and were gearing up for a big fight.

The protective formation was also withdrawn, and the teams were no longer divided. The disciples of the Wen Shi faction, who had been jealous and guarded against each other before, gathered together again in a friendly and affectionate manner.

Everyone relaxes, and the next battle depends on the individual's ability. If you can't win, your strength is not enough, and there is no need to complain.

Wang Xingyu took out a lottery, and everyone went to draw lots one by one.There are now a total of 84 people, but they are a good match.

Liu Qinghuan got the number 66, Bai Fengming came over to see it, and said with a bitter face, "Junior Brother Liu is quite auspicious, but I got the number 44... It's over! This time the good luck must have been used up..."

Liu Qinghuan silently patted his shoulder in comfort.

The platform is big enough, so five games are arranged at a time.Because there is no scruples, the battle on the field is very fierce, and all kinds of means are used, which attracts a burst of applause from other people.

In the martial arts field outside the fantasy world, True Monarch Mengxu shook his head amusingly: These little guys are quite capable of tossing, and they even organized their own competitions.

Under the stage, the 84 disciples closed their eyes tightly, and their whole bodies were enveloped in a layer of thick green air. They sat cross-legged on the spot, as if entering a dream.

However, as the battle progressed inside, people kept suddenly opening their eyes, and after being in a trance for a while, they were taken outside the arena by the base-building cultivator who had been standing by.

Soon, there were only nine disciples left in the field. Except for one disciple who practiced the eighth level of Qi, all the others were practicing the ninth level of Qi.

True Monarch Mengxu was a little surprised, but this disciple of Zhulinshan persisted for a long time, and he didn't even appear now.He was about to enter the fantasy world for a look when he saw the disciple open his eyes.

Liu Qinghuan followed a foundation-building cultivator and flew to the viewing platform of the martial arts field. He glanced back, and there were eight people sitting there.

This competition is much more difficult than the previous wheel battle.

Although the wheel battle is difficult, due to the uneven strength of the opponents, they can still pass by luck.As for the last one-on-one in the illusion, after the previous chaotic battles, all those who survived were the best among the disciples, and the battle was even more intense.

In the first two rounds of the competition, although Liu Qinghuan took a lot of effort, he still defeated his opponent smoothly.In the third round, he was lucky enough to have a bye, and even entered the final eleven competition.But in this round, he encountered Lu Enming as his opponent.

When Liu Qinghuan watched the battle between Lu Enming and Sikong Xinming, he already knew how powerful this person was, but it was not until the confrontation with him that he realized the great pressure!He tried his best, but he was still defeated by the overwhelming swordsmanship of the opponent. Coupled with the gap in cultivation, this defeat was almost doomed.

On the other hand, he still somewhat underestimated the horror of Jian Xiu.

They take themselves as the sword, the sword is themselves, and even the sword in their hands will slowly affect their character.For example, Lu Enming is as cold and sharp as the sword in his hand.

From his observation of the three Zhulin Mountain disciples who had already planted sword intent, he could clearly feel that their sword intent was very different from Lu Enming's.

He seemed to understand a little, why Ji Shishu would say that the disciples of Zhulin Mountain were not sword cultivators, but Dao cultivators.Jianxiu will be affected by the sword in his hand, but "Bamboo Heart Swordsmanship" is the sword in the hand forged from the Tao in the heart.

"Junior Brother Liu, come out!"

A sudden shout interrupted Liu Qinghuan's contemplation.He raised his head and saw Bai Fengming striding towards him.

Bai Fengming was very unfortunate, in the second round of the competition, he was drawn to the nine-footed big Han Yuzhi...

"Hahaha, you're amazing!" Bai Fengming patted his shoulder and laughed loudly, "I even rushed to the top ten. Go back and tell Lin Guang, he will definitely be shocked!"

Liu Qinghuan smiled embarrassedly: "Hey, it's just luck."

Bai Fengming shook his head and sighed: "What about good luck and bad luck, you made it all by your own strength, and I was the one who relied on luck all the way..."

"Brother Bai, why would you say such a thing?" Liu Qinghuan interrupted him and said seriously: "If it were me, I would be completely incapable of meeting Yuzhi. It's not a matter of luck at all. Besides, luck is also a part of strength. How many people are there? I can't even ask."

He was about to speak again when he suddenly heard the voice of True Monarch Mengxu: "Disciples within a hundred, come back to the field."

He looked down and found that everyone in the scene had escaped from the illusion.

He and Bai Fengming flew back to the martial arts arena, looking at True Monarch Mengxu who stood up, waiting for him to speak.

True Monarch Mengxu saw that everyone was gathered, and then nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, being able to enter the top [-] of this competition has proved your ability. Look at your token, it has yours on it. the ranking of the competition.”

Everyone bowed their heads and took out the token. Besides his own name, Liu Qinghuan's token had the word "nine" on it.

(End of this chapter)