There was an uproar outside the mask, and there were many people who were dumbfounded.
Even the bald man who served as the referee gave the young man a deep look with a strange expression before announcing loudly: "Luo Yunzong Han Li, win!"
Han Li gave a salute to the big man without changing his expression, and then walked out of the mask calmly.
Afterwards, two disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect rushed into the arena, carried the fainted Yao Feng out, and tried to revive him.
At this time, the short old man outside the field opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and his face was extremely ugly.
Although he knew that there must be some weirdness in the opponent's disciple being able to participate in the conference with such a low level of cultivation. But he never expected that the opponent would use the talisman as a means of attack, and the disciple he had placed high hopes on was defeated by the opponent in just one face-to-face meeting. This made it hard for him, who was still making fun of the old man in red shirt just now, to turn his face around.
For a moment, an embarrassing look appeared on this person's face, full of depression, but he couldn't say anything.
"Hehe! Brother Duan, you disciple, you are really interesting. There are dozens of spirit stone talismans in one shot. Although it is a bit tricky, it is really hard work to be able to activate so many fireball talismans at the same time." It is very difficult for ordinary disciples to be so proficient." The old man surnamed Fu laughed dumbfounded after seeing Han Li's competition in the mask.
"It's nothing! Our disciple is a talisman maker himself. It's normal to use talismans to attack. Of course, he is willing to use so many talismans at once. Duan is also a little surprised." The old man in red shirt saw Gu Jianmen With Jiang Yun's deflated expression, he naturally felt very comfortable in his heart, but he wrote it lightly, whether true or false.
"Huh! It's just that there are more talismans. Now everyone else knows this method. You disciple will definitely have a hard time in the following competition." Jiang Yun still muttered a few words resentfully.
"Really?" The old man in the red shirt chuckled and didn't say anything else.
"However, this disciple of the noble sect rushes forward with a movement technique, which seems to be a secular way of lightening one's body. Otherwise, it would not be possible to catch nephew Yao by surprise so quickly." The green-robed scholar glanced back to the Luoyunzong queue Han Li in the middle nodded without the slightest concern.
"Fellow Daoist Bai also noticed it! This disciple of this sect used to be a casual cultivator, and his knowledge is a bit miscellaneous, which made the noble family laugh at him!" The old man in red showed a little surprise.
"It's nothing. I have some interest in martial arts in the secular world before. I have also studied a little bit. Although this kind of mortal martial arts has no effect on high-level monks, if disciples in the qi refining stage can use them skillfully, It can still add three points to the strength. Besides, this disciple of Guizong is so proficient, as if he has experienced a lot of actual combat. The defeat of our disciples is not wronged." Confucian scholar said with a smile.
While the three sects were talking calmly and calmly, the referee on the field had been replaced by an old man in gray clothes from Luoyunzong. Zhou Xu."
With these words exported. Two young men stood out from Baiqiaoyuan and Gujianmen respectively. After saluting and clasping fists to each other, just as the old man said "Start", they each made a formula and released their magical weapons to fight together.
The alchemy cultivators of the three sects immediately put aside the competition just now, and focused on this competition with all their attention.
I don't know if it was affected by Han Li's previous battle, the two younger brothers obviously played a lot more conservatively, making people outside the field look a little dull and boring.
In the end, it was the sword cultivator disciple of the ancient sword gate, who was superior in skills, broke through the opponent's magic weapon protection with a sword weapon, and returned victorious.
The next game. Then it was the turn of Luoyunzong and Baiqiaoyuan to compete... and so on, the first round of competition took a full two days to go through.
Among them, the strength of the sword cultivator of Gu Jianmen is really not bragging.
Except for a few people like Han Li, the disciples of the two factions who encountered Gu Jianmen were obviously at a disadvantage and lost one after another.
The appearance of this kind of situation finally made the monk surnamed Jiang smile again, feeling sullen.
Fortunately, several alchemy cultivators from Baiqiaoyuan and the old man in red from Luoyunzong had expected this, so although they felt that they were not very good-looking, they were able to hide their appearance and pretended not to mind. In terms of demeanor alone, it seems to be far better than the short old man counting chips.
In the second round, Han Li's opponent was a heroic Qi Refining Stage female cultivator from Baiqiaoyuan.
This woman had seen Han Li's previous match, and as soon as she made a move, she released the flying magic weapon and flew into the air.
In her mind, in this way, she could naturally dodge Han Li's talisman attack freely. Besides, she also seemed a little afraid of Han Li's fast movement.
Seeing this situation, Han Li sighed lightly, and threw out the Fireball Talisman again without saying anything.
As a result, when the woman was triumphantly trying to avoid these fireballs, Han Li made a gesture with both hands. Many fireballs flashed red during the flight, and turned into dozens of fist-sized flame birds, circling and flying.
Seeing this scene, the female cultivators of Baiqiaoyuan were taken aback. When they tried to activate the magic weapon to protect themselves, Han Li never gave it another chance. Immediately, all the firebirds flew near the female nun, and immediately slammed into it from all directions.
Although the female brother hastily borrowed a talisman to release a layer of water attribute shield, but how could it withstand such a fierce attack, the shield shattered after a short effort.
In desperation, the woman could only admit defeat immediately.
After this battle, the disciples of the other two sects who originally thought that Han Li's victory by relying on the talisman was not good enough were finally a little moved.
However, some of the foundation-building stage cultivators with powerful magical weapons still obviously dismissed Han Li's upstart's style of play, and as a result...
At dusk five days later, in the middle of Yunmeng Mountain, there was an unnamed valley standing next to the mountain.
This valley is located in a remote place, and it has been shrouded in continuous dampness and mist for many years. And in this mist, poisonous insects such as poisonous scorpions and poisonous snakes are innumerable, entrenched in it.
And because the valley is really not big, even if there are monks flying over the valley occasionally, it is very easy to ignore it, and no one will stop to see what happened.
But on this day, the fog in the valley was more misty than usual, but at a pile of rocks deep in the valley that seemed to be chaotic, but in fact there was another mystery, suddenly there was a white light flashing, and then two figures Appeared out of nowhere.
One of the two men was dressed in gray and had a ferocious face, while the other wore a green robe and a jade belt with a refined appearance.
"Isn't this Brother Bai from the Ancient Sword Sect and fellow Yu Daoist from the Luoyun Sect! Why, the sword test meeting is over?" There was no one around the pile of rubble, but there was a lazy male voice for no reason, Slightly hoarse.
"It turns out that Brother Yue is on duty today! The conference is indeed over. The two of us will come over first to see how the preparations for the Holy Land's Ming and Qing Lingshui are doing. If the preparations are complete, let the ten disciples send it directly. Save money What's wrong, what's the accident?" The monk surnamed Bai from Gujianmen said with a smile without any strange expression.
As for the gray-clothed old man beside him, he remained expressionless and said nothing.
"What could happen? There are three alchemy cultivators like you and me standing here day and night. In addition, when the time comes, several of you will come here together. Are you afraid that a group of low-ranking cultivators will turn up some big waves?" The man who transmitted the voice looked disapproving.
"The tree of the spiritual eye is very important, and it is better to be careful! What's more, adding the spirit water to the alcohol solution in the Ming and Qing Dynasties is the last step. Once the preparation is completed, the eyes must be washed immediately, otherwise the spiritual effect will be lost." Great reduction! Otherwise, why would I bring these ten disciples here!" said the monk surnamed Bai, shaking his head slightly.
"Okay. The Ming and Qing spirit waters have already been prepared in sevens and eighties. When the time comes, let them clean their eyes and leave immediately. There are many restrictions here, and they will not know where this place is because they have teleported here. "The man said with a very confident smile after hey.
"It's best if it's so natural! Brother Yu, stay here for now. I'll inform other fellow Taoists and let those disciples send it over." Cultivator Bai said with a slight nod.
"By the way! Is Gu Jianmen the winner of this sword trial?" The man who heard the voice suddenly remembered something, and asked a question.
"The one who won the championship this time is our nephew Mengdi from the Ancient Sword Sect. I'm afraid Brother Yue will be a little disappointed." The green-robed scholar said with a slight smile.
"Hmph! It's no surprise that your sword cultivators are stronger than our ordinary monks in the foundation building stage. But after the alchemy stage, it's hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker. I have a chance to bring you three senior brothers. In other words, Yue wants to have another fight with him." The man's lazy voice showed a hint of dissatisfaction.
After hearing this, the Confucian scholar Bai was silent for a while, but then said with a chuckle: "It seems that Brother Yue is still brooding about the defeat at the hands of Third Senior Brother. However, I'm afraid I will disappoint Fellow Daoist Already, the third brother is now attacking the realm of the late stage of alchemy, and has just retreated."