"Is this fat little fat man with sinister eyebrows the one who has made great contributions to us?" On the Sky Staircase, among the senior officials of Piaomiao Taoist Academy, the middle-aged man in red robe noticed Wang Baole's secretly glanced at him. A smile appeared on his lips.
There was an old man sitting next to the middle-aged man in red robe. Wang Baole didn't look carefully just now. This old man was the elder of the Dharma Weapon Pavilion who appreciated him and gave him the magic weapon when he was on Lower Court Island.
At this moment, he had a smile on his face and looked at Wang Baole with appreciation in his eyes. Hearing the words of the middle-aged man beside him, he answered with a smile.
"Deputy Sect, that's him."
"I heard that this little fat guy is extremely narcissistic and always has a mirror on his body?" As soon as the elder of the Law Arms Pavilion finished speaking, there was an old man beside him who curiously asked.
"I have also heard people talking about this little fat man. It is said that this man is an official fan and his dream is to become the president of the Federation!" Soon, behind the middle-aged man in red robe, the deputy sect of Piaomiao Taoist Academy, there was another news. Come with a smiling voice.
"This young man has a good character!"
"Haha, I think the Supreme Elder will like him."
Laughter spread from everyone's mouths. The people who can sit here are all the elders of various pavilions on Shangyuan Island. They are usually very taciturn and dignified in front of outsiders, but when they are together, they laugh and talk a lot. Young Master, when he looked at Wang Baole, his words were joking, and his eyes showed the admiration of an elder looking at a younger one.
At the same time, in the military stands, the big man wearing a black cloak and scars on his face looked back at Wang Baole with a profound meaning in his eyes.
"Zhou Lu, is he the candidate you proposed?"
"General, it is this person. According to my research on him, he is very suitable for completing that task. He can be used as one of the seeds for assessment. You will know after watching his performance. This person is not only good at refining weapons, The physical body is even more impressive, far beyond the same level!" Zhou Lu, who was next to the big man, looked solemn when she heard this. Even though the person in front of her was her uncle, she was still extremely respectful outside.
"But I heard that you have some conflicts with him." General Zhou, who was wearing a black cloak, looked at Zhou Lu.
Zhou Lu didn't say anything. She took out a jade slip and handed it to General Zhou. It recorded her extremely detailed investigation of Wang Baole. General Zhou took it and looked at it, and his eyes gradually showed curiosity.
"Then let's take a look at his performance first." General Zhou smiled, put away the jade slip, and looked down at the Zhanwu Pavilion competition.
At this moment, the competition in the Zhan Martial Pavilion was about to begin, and a majestic voice spread, announcing the rules.
The rules are very simple. In the east district, there will be a competition on the first level of true breath, in the south district, there will be a competition on the second level of true breath, and so on. As for the middle district, there will be a competition on the fifth level of true breath.
Five competitions will be held at the same time. There are 32 fixed peaks in each area. They become their own small battlefields like an arena. After the final elimination, only one person will be left!
In this way, thirty-two people will compete in each area, and then these thirty-two people will start the second stage of the competition until they are ranked in order and the strongest person from the first to fifth levels of True Breath will be selected.
In this second stage, the auxiliary combatants are no longer allowed to help. In fact, the auxiliary combatants are only helping in the first stage. After all, this is a competition in the Zhanwu Pavilion.
As for the first stage, it is the competition between the respective peaks. Each mountain has sixty-four entrances, located on the four sides, front, rear, left, and right. They are accurately divided so that each side has sixteen entrances. That is sixteen mountain roads.
As these sixteen mountain roads spread upward, they will first encounter eight intersections, where the two roads merge together and become one!
At this intersection, a battle between two teams will take place.
The loser is disqualified, and the winner can continue along this road and fight again at the intersection, and so on, until near the top of the mountain. Of these sixteen groups, only one group can successfully reach the top of the mountain. There, there will be a decisive battle on the top of the mountain with the winners chosen by the other three sides.
In fact, at this point, the auxiliary battle has ended. Next, it depends on the contestants themselves. The one who wins in the end will be qualified to enter the second stage of the competition!
After knowing the rules, according to the arrangements of the Zhan Martial Pavilion, they, the disciples of the first level of True Breath, began to set foot on different mountain peaks. Lu Zihao ignored Wang Baole and rushed ahead with a sway of his body.
Seeing Lu Zihao looking so irritable, Wang Baole couldn't help but shake his head.
"You are still a child after all." Wang Baole sighed and walked forward slowly. Soon they reached the mountain peak that belonged to them. After choosing a road, the two followed the road in tandem and climbed the mountain.
At the same time, outside this world, in mid-air on the upper island of Piaomiao Taoist Academy, the previous teleportation formation had changed. Thousands of light screens appeared on it, and each group in each mountain peak that was undergoing the competition was The teams were all displayed, causing the tens of thousands of disciples from Shangyuan Island gathered around these light screens to pay attention.
According to the rules, as the teams in the subsequent competition are eliminated one by one, their light screens will disappear, until finally, there are only five light screens left here, and that is the final winner of the first to fifth levels of True Breath!
"here we go!"
"Haha, the result of the competition is not important. What is important is what new elixirs, magic weapons, formations, and beasts will appear this time!"
While the tens of thousands of disciples on the Upper Court Island were staring at each other, Lu Zihao, who was walking in front of one of the mountain roads inside the light screen, saw that he was about to reach the first meeting point, so he slowed down, frowned, turned around, and looked to the side. Wang Baole, who was looking at the scenery around him, snorted.
"Wang Baole, you don't need to take action for a while, this is my competition!"
"Don't worry, I won't fight with you. I mean, Lu Zihao, can you stop humming before you speak? It's so rude!" Wang Baole glanced sideways at Lu Zihao. Without waiting for the other party to speak, he raised his hand and took out five flying weapons. sword.
"Take it, don't say I won't help you. These five Feishuang Swords are enough for you to win the first battle. But if you still groan after that, I will take it back!" Wang Baole said lightly, as if throwing cabbage. He threw five flying swords over.
Lu Zihao became angry when he heard this, and was about to refuse, but when he saw the five flying swords flying towards him, they were extremely cold and impressive. He couldn't help but feel shocked. He took a breath and took a closer look. Every sword is actually a second-grade perfect sword!
This quality immediately made Lu Zihao swallow the words of rejection in his heart. He thought that Wang Baole was his assistant, and taking the flying sword he gave him would not violate his own principles, so he quickly took it, intending to snort again. To express his cold arrogance, but thinking of Wang Baole's previous words, he gave himself the flying sword again, so... instead of humming..., he turned around, raised his chin, and walked towards the meeting point.
Seeing Lu Zihao's proud little look, Wang Baole secretly smiled, feeling that he must have been very powerful when he threw five flying swords just now. He suppressed Lu Zihao every minute. At this moment, he was so proud that he and Lu Zihao arrived at the first intersection.
This place is where the two roads meet, and the area is not large. In front of them, there is a translucent light curtain, blocking the way forward. Obviously, they need to defeat another group here before they can pass.
Almost at the moment when the two of them arrived at the meeting point, on the other road, there were two figures roaring towards them at a very fast speed. Their True Breath Realm cultivation fluctuated significantly, and they suddenly approached.
"They are all old disciples of Zhanwu Pavilion!" Lu Zihao obviously knew the two of them. At this moment, five flying frost swords whizzed out during the sealing ceremony. The surroundings were suddenly freezing and he was about to fight.
"Zihao, come on! Don't be cowardly! I'm here to help you increase your reputation. After this battle, you and your sword will definitely be famous on Shangyuan Island!" Wang Baole immediately cheered, his eyes full of expectations, and he was laughing even more. With a wave of his right hand, he quickly took out a small wooden barrel from the storage bracelet and threw it into the sky.
With a bang, the small wooden barrel exploded in mid-air, releasing a dazzling and colorful firework that instantly focused the attention of everyone on the high-altitude stands, especially on the upper courtyard island. The release of the fireworks caused the light screen where Wang Baole and Lu Zihao were to shine immediately. Among the thousands of light screens, it was extremely conspicuous, causing everyone on the Upper Court Island to look sideways.
"what's the situation!"
"Someone actually set off fireworks? I saw that right..."
"What are you doing!"
Not only everyone on Shangyuan Island was stunned, but the senior officials of Piao Miao Taoist Academy, the military, and federal officials were also stunned for a moment. In fact, they had watched successive Zhanwu Pavilion competitions, and this was the first time. Once... I saw someone setting off fireworks.
The moment everyone looked at them, the two old disciples of the Zhan Martial Pavilion were obviously startled.
"What is he doing!"
"Is this a big move?" The expressions of the two changed drastically, and their hearts trembled. The moment the Flying Frost Sword approached, they immediately used a secret method to suddenly increase their speed. In the roar, they were actually scratched by the flying sword and rushed straight to Wang Baole. .
Obviously they didn't know Wang Baole, and seeing that Wang Baole seemed to have made a big move, the only thought in their shock was to kill the fat man quickly, and then defeat the difficult Lu Zihao together.
Seeing that this scene did not go according to plan, Wang Baole suddenly became anxious. His fireworks had a time limit and would not last long. Now they attracted attention because they allowed Lu Zihao to show off his Feishuang Sword. He couldn't waste it, so he hurriedly Stand back and chant.
"Don't be impulsive, you two. I am from the Magic Weapon Pavilion and I am only responsible for repairing magic weapons. You go and fight my son."
(End of chapter)