Nine Heavens Ancestor

Chapter 117 The Showdown Begins (Part [-])

Gu Yifeng listened carefully to the competition rules.

The rules are relatively simple.

The disciples participating in the competition are randomly assigned, one-on-one competition, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated.

There are still several rules in the contest.

First, you can't hurt people's lives, otherwise you will be disqualified and dealt with according to the door regulations.

Second, if you lose, you can take the initiative to admit defeat. After admitting defeat, your opponent can't make another move, otherwise you will be disqualified and dealt with according to the rules.

Falling off the arena for the third time is considered a failure.

Gu Yifeng glanced around. Hundreds of Tianjiao disciples gathered here, that is to say, apart from Piaomiao Peak, each peak sent more than a dozen disciples to participate.

After the head teacher Xuanhang explained the rules, some elders handed over the list of disciples participating in the martial arts competition this year.

Xuanhang glanced at it, and after confirming that it was correct, he nodded slightly and said, "Take it and distribute it."

"Yes."

……

Gu Yifeng waited patiently.

About half an hour later, the list of matches for the first round of elimination battles was announced and posted on the bulletin board in the area where the martial arts disciples were located.

Gu Yifeng saw his opponent.

"Jiang Jin..."

He turned to look at Han Yurou, and asked, "Yurou, who is this Jiang Jin?"

Han Yurou's glamorous face carried a rare solemnity,

"Peak master Gu, this Jiang Jin is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He is the close disciple of the master of Shenjian Peak. He joined the Xuantian sect at the age of eight. It has been 20 years now. Ten years ago, his cultivation reached the fourth level of congenital However, he was defeated in the martial arts competition ten years ago, and has been retreating since then, rarely appearing in the sect."

"Achieved the Innate Fourth Layer ten years ago?"

Gu Yifeng was stunned.

How could he be so unlucky, in the first elimination match, he met a disciple who had participated in Bafeng Wu once.

Ten years ago, he stepped into the fourth level of congenital, and now ten years have passed, what level will his cultivation reach?
The ancient style is unimaginable,

But if it was him, ten years would surely reach a terrifying height.

"In the first round of the knockout round, Gu Yifeng from Piaomiao Peak will face Jiang Jin from Sword Peak."

An old man in gray appeared on the ring, holding a list in his hand, and announced the two disciples who would take the lead in the competition.

The whole place was silent.

All eyes were on Gu Yifeng and Jiang Jin, with strange expressions on their faces.

Gu Yifeng followed everyone's eyes and saw a man in white clothes standing not far away. He folded his arms and looked at Gu Yifeng calmly.

The corners of the mouth rose slightly, outlining a smile.

This is a disdainful smile.

This is a mocking laugh.

"Hehe, Gu Yifeng can't even touch Jiang Jin's sleeves against the god of war, Jiang Jin."

"That's for sure. Brother Jiang participated in a martial arts competition ten years ago. Although he failed, he has devoted himself to cultivating for ten years. No one knows what level he has reached now."

"This is a battle without suspense."

There were many discussions all around.

Han Yurou gently pulled Laguyifeng's sleeve.

He whispered; "Peak Lord, why don't you abstain, you are not Jiang Jin's opponent, although I don't know what level his cultivation base is, but he had left the customs three years ago, went to the Million Mountains alone, and beheaded I found a monster beast in the sixth level of innate realm."

Han Yurou worried that Gu Yifeng would suffer, and reminded him to abstain.

However, not only was Gu Yifeng not afraid, but a desire to fight arose in his heart.

"You underestimate me too."

Gu Yifeng leaped, his body flew up, and landed on the competition field smoothly.

The man in white, Jiang Jin, flew up to the arena.

The two stood at both ends of the arena, looking at each other.

The elder in the middle glanced at Jiang Jin and reminded; "Jiang Jin, he is the master of Piao Miao Peak after all, so be merciful, don't let him lose so badly."

"Yes, elder."

The figure of the elder on the ring flashed and disappeared on the ring.

Jiang Jin looked at Gu Yifeng, with a calm face, and said calmly; "Master Gu, you should enjoy yourself in Piaomiao Peak, and you shouldn't come to participate in the Eighth Summit Martial Arts. With your strength, any disciple can Can defeat you, let alone a disciple who participated in the Eighth Summit Wu."

Gu Yifeng slightly raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

"please."

With his hands on his back, Jiang Jin said, "It's insulting to my strength to attack you. You can attack me. If you can touch me, I will be considered a loser."

Jiang Jin is arrogant and arrogant.

He didn't make a move, and Gu Yifeng didn't make a move either.

The two just stared at each other.

"What are you doing?"

"It's been a few minutes, and I haven't done anything yet."

Many disciples in the spectator seats were impatient.

"Peak Master Gu, take the initiative to admit defeat. We are here to watch the duel between the disciples of Tianjiao, not to see you standing around in the arena."

"Senior Brother Jiang, go ahead, Master Jiang Gu left the competition field."

Many disciples booed.

"Peak Master Gu, I'm sorry."

Jiang Jin didn't want to wait any longer, he had already given Gu Yifeng enough face.

His figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Gu Yifeng in an instant. He waved his hand casually, and there was a burst of strength in his palm.

The strength swept across, wanting Jiang Gu Yifeng to lay down the arena.

The corner of Gu Yifeng's mouth was raised, and he outlined a faint smile. With a flash of his body, he calmly avoided this move.

Appearing not far away, he smiled lightly and said, "Jiang Jin, you are too self-righteous, don't you want to defeat me with this strength?"

Jiang Jin's face was ugly,

He didn't use all his strength, just shot casually.

He thought it was enough to knock Gu Yifeng off the ring, but Gu Yifeng calmly avoided his attack.

Many disciples in the spectator seats, as well as the peak masters and elders of the peaks were all taken aback.

They all thought that Gu Yifeng would be defeated easily, but they didn't expect him to avoid Jiang Jin's attack.

"It's a bit tricky. If that's the case, then I'll make a move."

Jiang Jin couldn't hold back his face, he made another move, and punched Gu Tifeng fiercely, before the person arrived, the terrifying force of the fist swept over him.

Gu Yifeng stood where he was, and just raised his hand to meet Jiang Jin's attack.

The spiritual power in Qi Hai instantly surged, flowing through the whole body, and gathered in the fist.

The powerful force knocked Jiang Jin back tens of meters.

Many peak masters, elders, and disciples who watched this scene were stunned,

"Here, Jiang Jin was knocked back?"

"How is this possible? Senior Brother Jiang definitely released the water. Otherwise, with the meager power of Master Gu, how could it be possible to repel him."

"Jiang Jin, do you only have this strength? Use all your strength, otherwise you will not be able to defeat me."

Gu Yifeng's voice resounded throughout the arena and the area.

"Haha, good... Master Gu, this disciple underestimated you." Jiang Jin laughed loudly, and a terrifying aura rose from his body.

"This breath is so strong."

Gu Yifeng finally felt the pressure. It's no wonder that he was a Tianjiao disciple who entered the fourth level of innate ten years ago. This breath was far from comparable to that of a monk in the sixth level of innate level.

This Jiang Jin's cultivation base has at least reached the seventh level of innateness, and may even have reached the eighth level of innateness.

Facing a true celestial pride, Gu Yifeng's desire to fight rose.

(End of this chapter)