The highlight of Wanmen Huiwu is in the third round. Two hundred monks will be drawn fairly. As for who the opponent is, it all depends on luck.
If your opponent is very strong and you get wiped out in the first game, you can only blame yourself for bad luck. In other words, his own strength is not good enough, if he is strong enough, he should be fearless.
Murong Sa found Hua Che in the crowd and asked anxiously, "Why did you go when I didn't see you in the morning?"
Hua Che replied vaguely and casually, "Walk around outside."
Two hundred cultivators, the first round of screening took three days, and Zhuang Tian's heart was trembling. When he learned that Lin Yan was also promoted, he almost cried with excitement.
When one hundred turned into fifty, Zhuang Tian had a nosebleed on the spot, and his eyes darkened. He was carried to the side hall by the disciples of the Supreme Qing, and he was fanning and feeding medicine.
The disciples of Lingxiao Palace haven't done much yet.
Huiwu is not a group of one dozen, but four groups at the same time.
When the monks didn't have a competition, they simply ordered everyone to place their bets and waved the flag while watching the arena.
"The Promise Sword Sect is rushing, the senior brother is fearless and invincible, and he will kill the medicine sect!!"
"The Chiyao faction marches forward bravely, kills the enemy, and the younger brother works hard to beat the Chickenless Sword Sect to the ground!!"
You said a word to me, and the spit star was sprayed three feet. The two people who were competing on the stage had not yet fought, and a group of disciples who cheered and cheered began to fight first.
It was a chaotic scene. The dignified Xianmen monks were all disheveled and anxious, and they were no different from the shrew in the market. Thanks to the timely arrival of the heads of the two families, they were punished by kneeling one by one, and this war full of gunpowder smoke was quelled.
Soon he arrived at Lin Yan, he was holding a blue light long sword, named Liuxia, which was given to him by Zhuang Tian.
Lin Yan's opponent happened to be Elder Qian Yang's disciple, Duan Tiange with a long nose.
Lin Yan didn't feel much pressure, just like Master said, winning or losing is not important, learning experience is the key.
But Lin Yan still had to try his best. He lost to Duan Tiange in swordsmanship. He was not discouraged, and immediately drew the seal with blood and summoned spirit beasts to help.
After finally catching a beast master, Mu Qinian was the first to get excited: "This child is young, and his talent is not bad."
Xie Wanting: "The three-tailed spirit fox was actually summoned. Although the Taoism is a little short, it is already very good."
Chu Changfeng: "The generation of Lingxiao Palace is really full of talents."
Duan Tiange was eager for quick success, so he was more ruthless. He knocked Lin Yan to the ground several times. Seeing that Lin Yan did not mean to beg for mercy, he became even more ruthless.
Wen Yuan's heart skipped a beat when he saw it: "Ninth Junior Brother, didn't Master say that life is important!"
Murong Sa was furious: "If Duan dares to do something to my family's Xiaoyan, I want him to be unable to take care of himself for the rest of his life!"
Hua Che pursed her lips and didn't speak. Lin Yan's personality was soft, but he was too rigid in certain matters, and he was so persistent that he was speechless.
After being beaten down by Duan Tiange for the countless times, Lin Yan got up on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, while gasping for breath, he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.
Duan Tiange looked at him condescendingly, and smacked his lips: "If it wasn't for Hua Qingkong's face, I would have asked you to see Hades."
There are regulations in the last round of the Wanmen Huiwu. Before the competition, a life-and-death status is established. If a person is killed, it is self-inflicted.
"Don't admit defeat yet?" Duan Tiange's patience was about to run out, "Don't you think you can beat me?"
"No." Lin Yan coughed and said, "I am ashamed of Duan Xianshi's cultivation base."
Duan Tiange, who pretends to be arrogant, is very useful, and his tone is also gentle: "Then you still..."
"I just want to try my best. Although I am very small and insignificant in the school, my master is very kind to me, and my brothers are also very kind to me. I don't want to disappoint them. Master, do something to fight for Master and Senior Brother!" Lin Yan stood firm, and a round thing fell to the ground.
Lin Yan's eyes were shining brightly: "Even though Xianshi Duan can kick me off the stage, it is absolutely impossible for me to voluntarily admit defeat."
Blood dripped on the round surface, and the sudden cracking sound made everyone's eyes bright.
Lin Yan looked down and saw that the egg that he had been caring for for a full year suddenly broke out of its shell!
The whole body is fiery red, only the size of a palm... bird
Lin Yan was stunned, and watched the bird suddenly flutter its wings and fly up. The movements were rather clumsy. After finally landing on Lin Yan's shoulder, he was already panting, and rubbed against Lin Yan's face with his small furry head, and let out a crisp expression. cry.
Hua Che was shocked: "This is..."
Chu Binghuan was also stunned: "Chongming bird!?"
Chu Changfeng and Xie Wanting both stood up, and Mu Qinian's eyes almost didn't fall out.
Then, everyone saw that Lin Yan was kicked flying and fell to the bottom of the ring.
The disciple of Shangqing said loudly: "In thirty-five games, Duan Tiange of Shangqing Xianmen won!"
Everyone: "… "
The Chongming bird that just broke its shell, how can you expect it to be so awesome
Mu Qinian sat back in the chair and said with a smile, "In the next ten thousand martial arts meeting, that little disciple named Lin Yan... is the real terrifying one."
Lin Yan's whole body and mind were indulged in the joy of "the cub that I carefully nurtured was finally born", and he didn't lose the slightest bit because he lost the martial arts.
In the first battle, Lin Yan stopped in the top 100.
Although he was defeated, he left a deep impression on countless elders of Xianmen.
When it was Murong Sa's turn to come on stage, he was very grandstanding, and he didn't know where to put his clothes, red, green, green and yellow, purple, purple, blue and blue with some white, standing on the stage, like a peacock opening the screen.
Hua Che simply didn't see it.
Mu Qinian also felt embarrassed and hid behind the crowd, pretending that he didn't have this son.
Murong Sa's opponent was a disciple of Yeyou Mansion. He played the pipa very well in one hand. Murong Sa was hiding, his hair was messed up, his clothes were dirty, and he didn't have the flamboyance when he first came to power. Fortunately, his strength is much better than his eye-catching clothes. If it is damaged in time, and he develops super-high swordsmanship, even if he gets back 10%.
But Yeyou Mansion is not a vegetarian. The two of you came and I went to fight for a full two hours. Logically, the Yeyou Mansion disciple was not Murong Sa's opponent, but Murong Sa was not good at learning skills, so every time the sword came to him The child was almost a little bit, seeing Hua Che as burning inside, almost spitting fire.
"You've been beaten in vain for the past six months, haven't you? Don't pick up where you should, and don't stab back where you should stab back. Is it good to make those pompous and flashy sword moves? Does it work?"
After being scolded by "Master Hua", Murong Sa stopped.
Hua Che gave him another knowing blow: "Don't forget Sa Sa, if you can't get into the top three, you wash the dirty clothes of the whole division!"
"What the hell!?" Murong Sa suddenly became excited, for the sake of dignity, for the paws that he had been pampered for eighteen years, he fought hard! ! !
This fight, into the top ten.
One more fight, into the top four.
There were two groups in total, Murong Sa and Chu Binghuan, Hua Che and Lu Yao.
To say that this time, the performance of Shangqing Xianmen was shocking. Lu Mingfeng's high apprentice and Elder Qian Yang's high apprentice, so unfortunately, always draw Chu Binghuan, one two or three were beaten down by him, and they were eliminated. On the contrary, Lu Yao went smoothly all the way, and easily ranked in the top five.
Before Hua Che entered the top four, he met the senior brother of Yeyou Mansion, Xie Wanting's closed disciple.
Hua Che also fought against the rhythm, and with one hand the hole flute played in a melodious and melodious manner.
If there is no real essence injected into it, and there is no murderous aura, it must be an audio-visual feast that shocks the four and makes people linger.
One qin and one flute are a perfect match through the ages.
Chu Changfeng said with admiration, "As expected of Ye You's apprentice, Sect Master Xie has taught me well!"
Xie Wanting looked at Hua Che and said with a faint smile: "In terms of the attainment of rhythm, that child is better."
When the four cultivators confronted each other, everyone held their breaths, and it was finally the highlight.
"Unexpectedly, three of the disciples of the Lingxiao Palace took the top four."
"Who said it wasn't, this session of martial arts really made my heart skip a beat."
"I saw Hua Qingkong and Chu Tianyu's talents earlier, I thought they would stop in the top ten at most, and I would have entered the top four."
"After today, the status of Lingxiao Palace in the world of immortality should rise."
"Go and send a letter to the elders, prepare gifts, and when the Ten Thousand Sects Martial Arts is over, we will be the first to visit the Lingxiao Palace."
Although Lu Yao's talent is not high, he is diligent and able to make up for his weakness. He has been practicing martial arts day and night under the encouragement of his father from childhood to adulthood.
There are still three competitions left, so let's just come one by one, and everyone can see clearly.
Chu Binghuan and Murong Sa stood under the stage, Wen Yuan led Zhuang Xiaoer and others to cheer, and Shangqing Xianmen was not inferior, and they shouted loudly.
Hua Che stood on the stage with a pale face, unable to tell what he was thinking.
Chu Binghuan, who was under the stage, said coldly, "Don't be reluctant."
Hua Che was stunned for a moment: "What can't you bear?"
At the same time, Lu Yao arrived, and he smiled very friendly: "Clear sky."
Lu Yao asked, "Are you going to use a sword? I heard that you found a sword in Mingyue Valley, which has the same origin as my Langyue."
Hua Che smiled and summoned Zizhu Dongxiao from his soul: "I'm Lexiu, what sword do I use!"
"That's right." Lu Yao bowed and said, "Then please do not hesitate to enlighten me."
Lang Yue unsheathed, and the sword was unparalleled in Tsinghua. With the dance of Lu Yao, a chilling wind rolled up.
Hua Che's face didn't change, he slowly lifted the flute and moved it to his lips.
With the flow of the song, a stream of red light overflowed, directly against Lang Yue's sword, making it difficult for Lu Yao to move forward.
The sound of the flute suddenly changed, Lu Yao's heart trembled, as if seeing a very terrifying scene, he staggered back, and whispered in his mouth: "I'm sorry, Dad, I, I don't dare anymore..."
Hua Che's brows froze, not only did not stop, but pushed Xiao Yin even more violently, Lu Yao knelt on the spot, collapsed and cried.
Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and Lu Mingfeng stood up abruptly.
The sneer in Hua Che's eyes appeared and disappeared.
In the past life, he failed to kill Lu Yao by himself, but was dragged by Lu Yao and died together. This life is a good opportunity to repay the debt from the previous life. Xianmen can't do anything.
Hua Che's heart was filled with killing intent, and he subconsciously looked at Lu Mingfeng who looked anxious.
His own son is about to die in front of him, isn't the thorn exciting
Chu Binghuan trembled in his heart: "Hua Che."
Although this can be regarded as a kind of revenge, but... If Lu Mingfeng doesn't care about going crazy, he may not know what the chaos will be.
After all, Lu Mingfeng's reputation is there, and Lu Yao's identity is also there. Even if Shangqing Xianmen provokes this tone, what about Lingxiao Palace
Hua Che didn't want to cause trouble for Zhuang Tian, nor did he want to bring Lingxiao Palace to the forefront.
That's it.
At the same time that Hua Che stopped the flute, Lu Yao also tried his best to break through the rhythm barrier.
Hua Che said that if you don't need a sword, you don't need a sword. He clenched the ink-colored purple bamboo hole flute, dodged Lu Yao's ultimate move, and hit Lu Yao on the shoulder with the hole flute. The crisp sound of bone cracks made everyone's teeth hurt. Hua Che didn't give Lu Yao a chance to breathe, and hit his hands, legs, waist very quickly, and finally reached his throat.
Lu Mingfeng lost his voice: "Yao'er!"
Everyone just felt their scalps go numb.
Hua Che turned the bamboo flute, deftly like a dog stick, and pressed against Lu Yao's neck: "Are you admitting defeat?"
Lu Yao was forced to the edge of the ring, and as long as Hua Che pushed him lightly, he would fall off. He was deeply aware of the disparity in strength, and if he continued to fight, it would only be more ugly.
Lu Yao took a breath and said, "I admit defeat."
There was a commotion downstairs.
After Lu Yao's loss, the rookie of the Lingxiao Palace is either a first-class or a second-class!
Murong Sa raised a heart in his throat.
- "I practice the way of music, and I can still beat the sword cultivators of Shangqing Xianmen to the ground, do you believe it?"
"Fourth to last, Hua Che wins in Lingxiao Palace!"
Murong Sa shuddered.
Of course, the head of Zhuang Tian didn't know about all this. His old man was still in a coma in the side hall, and his whole body and mind were indulged in his disciples who entered the top fifty, unable to extricate themselves.
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