Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 119 Zongmen Xiaobi ([-])

Naturally, everyone's eyes were fixed on Field No. [-], the referee said a few words, the two saluted, and each retreated a few feet away.

Wang Xu of the Talisman Division is good at making talismans, and his combat power is not strong at all. He can't use talismans in this competition. He can only take out a golden rope and wave it. The golden rope attacks Jiang Yuhuan, and the rope dances more and more. The faster it was, it seemed that the sky was filled with the shadow of the golden ropes, Jiang Yuhuan only defended but not attacked, shuttled freely among the ropes all over the sky, like strolling in a courtyard, his figure was as swift as the wind.

Everyone felt dazzled, Jiang Yuhuan's figure was shuttled among the golden ropes in the No. [-] venue, and his afterimages were everywhere in the area of ​​several feet. Can't live.

The two stalemate for about a stick of incense time. Jiang Yuhuan's figure flashed across the sky-filled ropes, his figure was as fast as lightning, leaving a phantom on the field, and in the blink of an eye, he was behind Wang Xu. With a light push, Wang Xu The whole body flew a foot away and fell to the ground.

"I admit defeat." Wang Xu got up and bowed his hands to Jiang Yuhuan: "Thank you, Senior Brother Jiang, for your mercy."

Tang Ning looked at the man in the arena, her brows were furrowed, she saw that his agility was a little faster than the Yasha monsters in the trial ground, and with just a slight push, Wang Xu couldn't help but fall a foot Far away, such power is not like that of monks.

At this moment, everyone on the bluestone steps on the east and west sides cheered, and there were not a few people who waved their flags and shouted for them. Chang Jian was full of envy. After watching more than a dozen competitions yesterday, he knew that it was almost impossible for him to win the ranking with his own strength. Yes, after a night of adjustments, his mentality has improved a lot. Seeing Jiang Yuhuan's handsome demeanor at this moment, he couldn't help applauding.

In the attic, except for the unsightly faces of the favorites, everyone else was convinced. As expected of the biggest favorites to win this competition, Jiang Yuhuan's performance in this competition was indeed remarkable. With his strength, He could easily defeat the opponent, but waited for the opponent to use all the means before knocking him down with ease, without hurting him at all.

It has to be said that this move is very popular.

The referee had already decided the winner, Jiang Yuhuan returned to the attic, and the disciples of the Forbidden Secret Division surrounded him like stars holding the moon around him, complimenting him a lot.

Tang Ning looked up, and saw him leaning on the railing with his arms folded and his eyes languid, chatting and laughing with everyone, with a lazy look.

The winners of the other venues were also gradually determined. After several more matches, it was finally the turn of the fifteenth group of disciples to play. Only Ouyang Qian's voice came: In the second venue, Tang Ning from the Herb Division of the Internal Affairs Bureau vs. the Discipline of the Secret Academy Cobalt Springs.

"Junior Brother Tang, it's your turn, be careful." Chang Jian said from the side

Tang Ning nodded, Yu Feijian came to the No. [-] competition venue, and landed almost at the same time as a tall and thin man. The referee was a black-faced Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"During the competition, external forces such as spiritual weapons and talismans are not allowed. Once the opponent admits defeat, stop immediately, and do not intentionally hurt his life. Do you understand?"

"Yes." The two replied, bowed to each other and retreated a distance of five or six zhang.

The black-faced monk waved his hand to signal the start of the competition.

Bao Quan took the lead in attacking. With his right hand, a moon-shaped scimitar appeared in his hand. The scimitar was arc-shaped and shone coldly under the sunlight. With a wave of his hand, the moon-shaped scimitar attacked Tang Ning. Divide into two, divide into four, divide into eight, turn into eight scimitars and chop off from the left and right sides.

Tang Ning retreated violently, his hands formed a seal, and the four feet high earth walls rose up to protect him in the center.

The moon round scimitar cut on the earth wall from all directions, leaving only a few deep knife marks. Bao Quan shouted loudly, and the eight scimitars merged into one. Blade, this is not over yet, I saw his hands forming seals, and the gleaming scimitar turned crimson, a ball of flames gushed out from the blade, and quickly spread to the entire scimitar with the momentum of a prairie fire.

The two-foot-long moon scimitar is covered with raging flames, and it looks extremely terrifying. With a wave of Bao Quan's palm, the flaming scimitar slashed down like a bamboo, and landed on the ten-meter-high dirt wall like cutting tofu. Cut the high walls of the north and south into two halves.

The scimitar slashed but missed, Bao Quan's eyes were fixed, he saw that there was no one inside the earthen wall, he suddenly felt bad, but it was too late.

A few giant logs broke through the ground and wrapped around his legs, Bao Quan was about to make a seal, but it was too late, the giant logs wrapped him tightly in the blink of an eye, making him unable to move at all.

Tangning's flying sword pointed directly at his throat, "I offended you."

Bao Quan was tightly bound from the soles of his feet to his neck by a giant log that was as thick as a foot. Not to mention the seals on his hands, he couldn't even move his fingers. Seeing Tangning, he suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, and suddenly said, "You are the one in the attic yesterday." The person who performed the earth escaping technique above was my carelessness."

Tangning smiled without saying a word, and the black-faced Foundation Establishment cultivator stepped forward to announce the winner of the competition.

He made a seal, untied the spell that bound Bao Quan, stepped on the flying sword and went back to the attic.

"Junior Brother Tang, congratulations, you won the first round of competition." Chang Jian said

Tang Ning nodded and did not answer. She looked at the competitions in the other venues. Bao Quan from the Discipline Division was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Although his magic weapon was not bad, it was limited to that.

What kind of carelessness is said... ridiculous

After another two rounds of competition, it was Chang Jian's turn to play, and his opponent was from the Academic Affairs Department of the Foreign Affairs Academy.

The two have been fighting on the field for a long time, Chang Jian's strength can only be said to be average, and he knows basic skills, such as fireball, golden spear, water escape, earth wall, etc., and occasionally a high-level technique. The opponent is evenly matched with him, so no one can do anything to each other for a moment.

The other party has a nine-level cultivation of Qi Refining, and his technique is slightly weaker than him, but relying on a top-level defensive magic weapon, he can always resolve the crisis. The two fought back and forth for half an hour, and the opponent's spiritual power was exhausted His face was bloodless, and beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

Chang Jian also consumed a lot of spiritual power, but he was much better than the other party. In the end, he insisted on dragging the other party to death, exhausted his spiritual power, and became paralyzed from exhaustion.

After the referee announced the winner, Chang Jian returned to the attic, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Finally dragged him down."

Tangning said, "It's good to win."

The competition lasted until Xushi. So far, the first round of the competition was over. A total of [-] people participated in the competition, and [-] people advanced. They will draw lots to choose their opponents tomorrow.

Because there is one more person, there will be a quota to directly advance to the next round. The same method is drawn, and the person who draws a blank lottery will directly advance to the next round.

After two days, everyone has made a move, and several favorites for the championship have also competed, and there is no doubt that they all won easily.

In today's competition, there is a woman from Xuande Palace who shines. She is also one of the favorites to win this competition, her name is Wei Yaqin.

The opponent is Wei Xin from the Secret Security Department of the Jie Secret Academy. During the competition, the two displayed many exquisite magical powers.

At that time, there were floating ice flowers everywhere in the whole field, Wei Xinbi couldn't avoid it, formed seals in his hands, condensed into four fire dragons circling around him, protecting him in them, resisting the extreme cold of the ice flowers.

The icy flowers rushed towards him from all directions, like vultures carrion, the four fire dragons didn't even survive for a moment, they were all eroded by the cold air of the icy flowers and turned into flying, Wei Xin's whole body was also frozen into an ice sculpture.

This female body is like ice and snow, with bright eyes and bright teeth. She is alone in the ice and snow, and she looks like she is alone in the world.

After Ouyang Qian announced that the first round of competition was over, everyone left Diocesan Peak.

Coming back here on the second day, around [-]:[-], the ninety-one people who passed the first round of competitions all arrived one after another.

After about half an hour, several rays of light shot from outside, and when they arrived in the attic, the brilliance dissipated from the whole body, and the figures of Ouyang Qian and others appeared.

Everyone bowed and saluted.

Ouyang Gan took out a wooden box: "Today draw lots to decide the next round of opponents, a total of [-] people, so there is a place for direct promotion, there are forty-six notes in this box, one of which is a white note, and the white note is drawn According to the order of your competition, the old man decided to draw lots for the first [-] people who won the competition, and put the names of the remaining [-] people in the wooden box. Whoever is drawn will play against him. Any objections?"

Everyone shook their heads and remained silent, so Ouyang Qian called out the names of all the disciples one by one and went forward to take the note. The first one to call was a disciple named Ren Jing, who was the winner of the first group No. [-] field.

He stepped forward and reached into the wooden box and took out a folded note. When he opened it, his face changed drastically, and he felt bad all over.

Ouyang Qian took the note and read it out: "Jiang Yuhuan from the Forbidden Secret Division of the Secret Precept Academy."

Everyone burst into laughter, no wonder his complexion changed drastically. He was so lucky that no one else was lucky enough to be the most favorite to win the championship in the first draw.

Everyone secretly rejoiced that there was a smile on his face, but he returned to the crowd with his head bowed and his head shrugged, without saying a word.

"Chen Da." Ouyang Gan continued to shout
Chen Da strode forward and stretched his hand into the wooden box. Jiang Yuhuan had been drawn away just now, and he lost a big enemy. Now he is not afraid of whoever he draws. His goal this time is to be the top three in the small competition. As for the imperial soul milk, as long as you don't meet those people in the first few rounds, it will be fine.

Especially Jiang Yuhuan, although he is conceited, his strength is still inferior to Zhuang Xingan's. The two of them are in the Qingxuan Palace and have performed missions together in the past. He knows Zhuang Xingan's strength very well.

Even Zhuang Xinqian said in person that Jiang Yuhuan is not sure of victory, let alone him. If he is in the match, he estimates that he can only have a [-]% chance of winning at most, so among the few favorites to win the championship , the person he was least willing to meet ahead of time was Jiang Yuhuan.

(End of this chapter)