I'm Pretending To Be The Xiandaomen Sect Head Teacher

Chapter 144 The Crown Prince Has Grown Up

“Forget it.”

Jiang Beichen turned around and left, and didn’t want to watch anymore. When they finished playing, he didn’t know when.

Since the semifinals, the time limit has been removed, which means that you have the ability to play for a few days or nights.

Jiang Beichen didn’t know when they were going to fight. If they fight for a day, wouldn’t it be a waste of time to watch the day by himself?

There was a time limit before, and everyone went all out to attack.

Now it’s gone, Chen Heitan and the others have to use their opponents to hone the Sword Technique and Movement Technique, so they are attacking while walking, very slow, and don’t know when it will be after the fight.

Just as Jiang Beichen said and thought, Chen Heitan and the others are training Sword Technique and Cultivation Technique, not actively attacking, but defensive counterattack.

It seems that they have fallen short, but the strong and powerful can see a little clue.

“This immortal disciple is a bit interesting. With the help of the opponent’s strength, he can hone his Cultivation Technique, hone in the battle, and he is not afraid of being beaten out.”

“Awesome, treat your opponent as a sparring partner, and if you continue to fight like this, it’s really hard to say who loses and who wins.”

“Oh, I’m not afraid of running out of Spirit Power and being severely injured in the end!”

The people around the ring saw that Chen Heitan and the others were teaming up, but they couldn’t tell the outcome.

Before, they all thought that the disciples of the Immortal Sect were in the top 100 at most, and it was a big fame to be in the top 100 by virtue of their early strength.

But they were wrong. The disciples of the Immortal Sect rushed in all the way, reaching the top thirteen, and maybe even one step closer.

“It’s no wonder that the black boy said that the top ten are covered by the immortal door. Now it seems that they might be wrapped up by them.”

Another cultivator remembered what Chen Heitan had said before.

I thought he was not ashamed before, but now it seems that he really has that strength.

“I don’t know if Xiandao Sect still recruits people, I think I can try it.”

“Just you? Come on, don’t look at own qualifications, more than a hundred years old, or just Foundation Building late stage, are you qualified?”

“Hey, have you forgotten the Heavenly Dao League? The Heavenly Dao Sect has offended the Heavenly Dao League. With the status of the Heavenly Dao League, how can you allow others to provoke you?”

Many cultivators were moved by the Immortal Dao Sect, but when I thought that the Immortal Dao Sect had offended the Heavenly Dao League, I just shook my head.

Can’t afford to provoke.

Although the Spirit Boat of the Heavenly Dao League drove away, the people hadn’t left yet.

He Qing felt that staying was just taking his own humiliation. After all, the spiritual boat of the Heavenly Dao League had been kept underneath, which was a shame for his Heavenly Dao League.

So he asked his son to drive away the spirit boat, and he himself took seven or eight disciples of the Heavenly Dao League to hide in the middle of the mountain. After the Tianyuan event was over, he followed the Xiandaomen to leave to find out the location of the Xiandaomen.

It is obviously impossible to leave the immortal gate.

Time flies quickly, and it’s night.

Xu Changsheng finally extinguished the poisonous insects and mist released by the old man, defeated the old man with a single sword, and won the victory.

“It’s good to admit defeat early, I have to fight for a long time.” Xu Changsheng looked at the old man who fell off the ring, contemptuously.

He had never had a chance to get close before, so it took such a long time.

The old man snorted coldly, without replying, his two apprentices came up and helped him away.

After Xu Changsheng solved the old man, he pointed his toes and returned to the spirit boat of the immortal door.

“I was actually the first person to win the competition.” Xu Changsheng shouted.

He is the last one himself, but he did not expect to be the first.

“Yes, congratulations on Changsheng!” Ge Elder smiled lightly.

Xu Mengyuan was also looking at Xu Changsheng, only to speculate in his heart, who would win and who would lose if he beat him?

He observed Xu Changsheng’s test and found that Xu Changsheng had not exhausted all his strength and was able to do his job well. His opponent was the pinnacle of the Foundation Building. Although the methods were a bit insidious, his strength was there.

“Brother Changsheng, have a chance to discuss.” Xu Mengyuan shouted.

“Good Junior Sister!” Xu Changsheng agreed.

Xu Mengyuan: I am a man, and you call me Junior Sister, which always feels weird.

Chen Heitan’s Sword Technique is becoming more and more proficient, and Movement Technique is also more flexible and changeable. He has always used the enemy to hone his own Cultivation Technique.

“Okay, I’m almost done tempering, and it’s time to beat you next.”

Chen Heitan raised his head and looked at the other party, flicking the wooden stick in his hand, and the wooden stick flew away, wrapped in layers of flames, illuminating the entire Yuanlong Mountain like a bright lamp in the dark.

“You are not ashamed, I can suppress you, and I can defeat you!” the middle-aged cultivator said coldly, holding the broad sword in both hands and dancing.

The stick carried the flame and stabled quickly.

The middle-aged cultivator thrusts the broad sword into the ground and blocks it in front of him.

clang!

With a loud noise, the middle-aged cultivator stepped back, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

This was not over yet, Chen Heitan took out a piece of wooden stick in his palm, holding a wooden sword in his right hand, and rushing over with a vigorous step, dragging out a flame.

The middle-aged cultivator hurriedly resisted, but Chen Heitan was so fast that he came close in the blink of an eye.

boom!

Chen Heitan swept away with a sword, and the huge Sword Ray burst out, mixed with the flames, and knocked the middle-aged cultivator away.

The middle-aged cultivator in mid-air hurriedly stabilized his figure, but Chen Heitan’s speed was so fast that he stepped up into the sky in one step, condescendingly, holding a wooden sword and chopped it down in a battle.

The middle-aged cultivator, who had just stabilized his body, had no leverage at all, so he could only raise his broad sword to resist.

Boom!

Chen Heitan slashed on the broad sword with a single sword, and the broad sword was broken into two pieces. The middle-aged cultivator was beaten out of the ring, aroused a cloud of dust, and his whole body was seriously injured and unconscious, and his breath was weak.

With the defeat of the middle-aged cultivator, the people in the audience were shocked.

“Hi, this is too powerful!”

“Mom, this is the early stage of Foundation Building? Just kidding!”

“You deserve to be a disciple of the Xiandaomen, the Foundation Building had such a fighting power in the early stage, and it was enough to sweep the entire Foundation Building cultivator.”

Before, I played for a long time regardless of the outcome, but after all my strength was deployed, the battle ended within a quarter of an hour. This strength was too strong!

Chen Heitan landed steadily on the ground, flipped his hand to put the stick into the storage ring, and returned to the Immortal Gate only after the referee announced the end of the competition.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, Zhao Hong was about to finish the test. Zhao Hong’s moves were much cooler than Chen Heitan’s.

Surrounded by the flames of a punch, the long sword in his hand was cut out, and the flame was mixed, and the whole ring was burning.

The person who fought him in the end had to surrender, which was really impossible.

“The prince has grown up and become stronger, I want to write to your majesty!”

Tie Hanlei has been paying attention to Zhao Hong’s competition, watching Zhao Hong defeat a person at the top of the Foundation Building with his strength, and he was extremely excited.

I knew that the prince was so powerful, so I didn’t engage in black-box operations before.

Tie Hanlei called two scouts, wrote a letter, and asked the two crimsons to take the iron-winged eagle to send the letter to Emperor Zhao Shiming of the Tang Dynasty.