With the script in hand, attack the villain Xianzun

Chapter 71 Infinite Challenge Mode On

On the fourth day of the Immortal Gate Grand Competition, a challenge competition is ushered in.

Challenges are different from knockouts.

The lottery system is implemented in the knockout competition, and it is a one-on-one duel. It is a mechanism that wins the pass and loses the elimination.

The challenge competition is an infinite competition. All disciples have an initial ten points, one point for winning one game, and one point for winning three consecutive games.Moreover, in order to balance and prevent someone from taking advantage of loopholes, there are several special regulations: first, in principle, it is forbidden to challenge disciples who have won more than three games in a row, but if I accept it, no matter which side wins, they can get half of the loser's points; , If there is no challenger within a quarter of an hour, the winner will be automatically judged and one point will be awarded; thirdly, it is forbidden to send points in the same door.

Within ten days, regardless of winning or losing, as long as you still have points, you can challenge infinitely; after ten days, the points will be cleared, and the top ten in total points will enter the finals.

As soon as the chief referee finished talking about the rules, while the others were still thinking about it, someone rushed up to the third and fourth rings.

Ring No. [-]: "Sandstorm with one sword, Ning Chenhao."

Ring No. [-]: "One sword blows the sand, and the flowers shine in the evening."

All participating foundation establishment disciples: Are you moving so fast?They are still digesting the rules.

"Then I'll go too," Lou Chehan jumped onto the second ring with a smile in his eyes, "Tiandaomen, Lou Chehan."

"Really, are you all in such a hurry..." Wen Jingfeng stepped onto the No. [-] ring with luck and spiritual power, "Dao Yanzong, Wen Jingfeng."

Except for the No. [-] ring where Ning Chenhao was, the others saw that the cultivation bases of these three people were not high in the same level, and immediately followed them to the ring to find out.

"Ah, the little master has been underestimated..."

Nangong Yi looked at Mu Lin carefully and smiled: Elder Mu, aren't you really sarcastic?
Hua Wanzhao looked at the male cultivator holding a spear in front of him, but he couldn't tell what his cultivation was, so it was probably the foundation establishment Dzogchen.

"Casual cultivator, Ye Jingtao."

As soon as the two fought against each other, they were separated at the touch of a touch.

"Your sword is equipped with a high-level lightweight talisman?" Ye Jingtao asked.

"Good eyesight." Hua Wanzhao tapped her toes, and swiped Zhenxie straight to Ye Jingtao's face.

The sharp piercing sound from the epee itself hit people's eardrums, and those who were closer to the ring covered their ears if they couldn't stand it.

Ye Jingtao defended the blow with a gun, jumped up high, and then fell from the sky to stab Hua Wanzhao.

Hua Wanzhao also raised her sword to defend, but she didn't expect Ye Jingtao's strength to suppress her half kneeling on the ground.

Then Ye Jingtao took advantage of the victory and pursued, the tip of the gun slammed to the ground and jumped to the sky with force - just above Hua Wanzhao's half-kneeling, concentrated his spiritual power on the tip of the gun and shot down.

Realizing something was wrong, Hua Wanzhao rolled on the spot in embarrassment.

After barely dodging the blow, Hua Wanzhao heard a rushing sound of breaking through the air, turned over and hurriedly raised Zhenxie to defend in a hurry.

It was a pure show of power.

Hua Wanzhao was half lying on the ground, holding the Suppressing Evil; Ye Jingtao held Pi Ye with both hands, and pressed the tip of the spear down to Hua Wanzhao's eyes little by little.

In this confrontation, Hua Wanzhao was gradually at a disadvantage, and the sword edge was getting closer and closer to his sword master, and a thin layer of sweat slowly oozed from Hua Wanzhao's forehead.

"Ah—" Hua Wanzhao let out a long cry, and suddenly exerted force with both hands, pushing Ye Jingtao's gun away.

Holding the sword in one hand, Hua Wanzhao looked at Ye Jingtao panting heavily, "Among the same level, you are very strong."

Ye Jingtao's situation is actually not much better than Hua Wanzhao's. This evenly matched situation is very exhausting.

Nangong Yi said: "Elder Mu, this is the first time my little master has been forced to do this."

Mu Linxiao just smiled and didn't speak.

In the sect, Hua Wanzhao is the little master, and practicing against her, even if they are familiar with Ning Chenhao and Ming Yiqian, it is more or less psychologically burdensome.Therefore, this is the first truly evenly matched battle for Hua Wanzhao.

After charging up, Hua Wanzhao slammed a sword at Ye Jingtao's face. This time, she didn't wait for Ye Jingtao to react, nor gave him time to fight back. Instead, she kept waving Zhenxie, Every slash brought forth a fierce sword spirit.

Ye Jingtao did not passively dodge Hua Wanzhao's sword energy, but kept waving his long spear rapidly. While scattering Hua Wanzhao's sword energy, the sound of metal collision produced by the confrontation of the two weapons could be heard endlessly.

Hua Wanzhao poured spiritual power into Zhenxie, and slashed diagonally from the right to the top. This blow was enough to shake the ground. Not only the entire arena, but also the venue near the third ring were visibly shaken.

Ning Chenhao, who was standing on the third ring, glanced at the fourth ring, feeling inexplicably envious.

Yes, this is his second stand.

The first quarter of an hour he stepped into the ring had already passed, so he scored a point for nothing.

Now, half of the second quarter of an hour has passed, and no one is still on stage.

On the fourth ring, after the smoke dissipated, the picture was frozen on the picture of Hua Wanzhao slashing at Ye Jingtao with a sword, while Ye Jingtao blocked with a gun.

The corner of Hua Wanzhao's lips twitched: "You lost."

As soon as the voice fell, a streak of light flew out from the hilt of the Zhenxie sword.

Ye Jingtao realized that this was the hand she showed on the first day of the competition, and hastily withdrew one hand. At the same time, he was short and dodged, using the strength of Zhen Xie and Pi Ye to turn over.

Xiange's pursuit escaped, but Hua Wanzhao's suppression of evil followed.

"Canxue·Screaming Sun!"

Hua Wanzhao brandished Suppressing Evil, and the Frost Sword aimed straight at Ye Jingtao.

Ning Jian slashed, and Ye Jingtao fell to the ground in the snow.

"One sword, wind, sand, flowers, evening light wins."

After the referee's announcement, Hua Wanzhao's name was at the top of the ring area No. [-] on the bulletin board, displaying eleven points.

Then, the referee asked: "Do you want to defend the ring?"

"Shou."

Ye Jingtao was at the peak of foundation establishment, and was defeated by Hua Wanzhao in the mid-stage of foundation establishment, which made everyone fearful and dare not go up rashly.

In the third ring next door, Ning Chenhao had already stood for the third quarter of an hour.

"Referee, if there is still no challenge this time, will I count as three consecutive victories plus one point?"

The referee glanced at him lightly, and said coldly: "Forget it. But, you can't continue to defend the ring."

Ning Chenhao glanced at the disciples around the ring No. [-]: "Did you hear that? I'll be there in a quarter of an hour, and I'll add two points when the time comes. Has anyone done anything yet?"

"A group of cowards, here I come!" A male cultivator with a long knife on his back jumped onto the ring, "Zhan Ni Gong, Dan Hengxuan."

Some people were not convinced: "You are not a coward, why are you just now challenging!"

"Ah……"

Dan Hengxuan let out a sneer, cast a cold glance at the quick-talking person just now, and concentrated on dealing with Ning Chenhao in front of him.

Ring No. [-], with the tail of the fifteen-hour timer stuck, a female cultivator stepped onto the ring.

Another foundation building Dzogchen.

Nangong Yi frowned. It wasn't easy for Ye Jingtao's little master to fight just now. Here comes another one. Is it possible that these people will beat the little master to death?

(End of this chapter)