Lin Ping and Shen Xiaobao competed for third place, and Shen Xiaobao escaped. Qu Zhengfeng, the host on stage, was so angry that he declared Lin Ping the winner. Next, Zhao Yu faced Ruan Fang to compete for the first place in the inner sect.
Zhao Yu floated into the field lightly, immediately attracting warm cheers and cheers. He was very popular. Chu Jun was also infected by the atmosphere and cheered a few times. Zhao Yu actually turned around and smiled sweetly. Upon seeing this, Ning Yun couldn't help but turn around and look at Chu Jun strangely. Chu Jun touched his face in shock and asked, "Why does Senior Sister Ning look at me like this?"
Ning Yun shook his head seriously and curled his lips: "It's nothing special, and he's not particularly handsome either!"
Chu Jun, whose emotional intelligence has not yet fully developed, was a little confused as to why his appearance was suddenly mentioned, so he had to remain silent. Ruan Fang, whose attention had never left Zhao Yu, saw the "secret communication" between Zhao Yu and Chu Jun. He glanced at Chu Jun with a gloomy look, clasped his hands to Zhao Yu and said, "Junior Sister Zhao, please enlighten me. !”
"Senior Brother Ruan, please enlighten me!" Zhao Yu returned the gift generously, and the light in his hand turned into a long sword.
Ruan Fang flicked his sleeves, and a three-foot green sword floated in front of him. The awe-inspiring sword energy spread out instantly, and there was a faint electric arc flowing on the sword, which was as dark as the autumn light of the cold moon.
The cultivation levels of immortal cultivators are divided into refining spirit, condensing spirit, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, refining spirit, condensing spirit, and human emperor. None of the "Six Shows of Zhengtian" are over twenty years old, and their cultivation levels have all reached the Spirit Condensing Stage. Ruan Fang and Zhao Yu's cultivation levels are between the two, and they are both at the Spirit Condensing Stage. Ruan Fang is eighteen years old this year and is expected to build the foundation before he is twenty. Zhao Yu is sixteen, two years younger than Chu Jun, and his qualifications are still above Ruan Fang. Among the second-generation disciples of Zhengtianmen, only senior brother Shangguan Yu can reach her.
when!
The two flying swords collided in the air, making a clear sound, accompanied by a deafening thunder explosion. The two of them had similar cultivation levels, and they both learned from the same discipline. They knew each other well, so it was not easy to tell the winner.
Zhao Yuying pursed her lips tightly, her black hair tossed and fell, and her skirt fluttered. Every movement was full of beauty and pleasing to the eye. Chu Jun couldn't help but be fascinated by what he saw. Ning Yun next to him glanced at Chu Jun and muttered: "What's the point of fighting like this? Ruan Fang should just admit defeat!"
"Junior sister Zhao, be careful!" Ruan Fang suddenly shouted loudly, his figure suddenly rose up, the sword in his hand suddenly flashed with lightning, making a crackling sound, and he let go of his hand and flew towards Zhao Yu in the air.
Zhao Yu's pretty face changed color slightly, and she floated away like a spiritual butterfly. Ruan Fang's eyes flashed with an undetectable glare. He held the sword secret in his hand and waved it in the distance. The long sword whirled towards Zhao Yu with roaring wind and thunder. . Zhao Yujiao scolded, the long sword in her hand flashed with pale electric light, and she swung the sword with all her strength.
boom!
Deafening thunder bursts mixed with dazzling electric light bursts, and Ruan Fang's flying sword flew out, slashing towards Chu Jun on the sidelines as fast as lightning.
"Ah!" A burst of exclamation sounded.
"Be careful!" Ruan Fang pretended to exclaim loudly, and reversed his spiritual power, causing his blood to boil. His face turned pale, pretending to have lost control of the flying sword due to excessive spiritual power consumption.
Zhao Yu's beauty suddenly turned pale, and he only had time to make a sound. Due to the sudden incident and the long distance between them, Qu Zhengfeng and Liu Su on the stage had no time to intervene.
Chu Jun only felt the lightning in front of his eyes, the terrifying pressure of the flying sword made him unable to breathe, and the sharp sword energy cut his cheeks in pain. The most terrifying thing was that the electric arc paralyzed his whole body, making him unable to move at all. A feeling of grief and despair rose from the bottom of his heart.
Many female cultivators were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they turned their heads hastily, unable to bear to see the miserable scene of Chu Jun being chopped into two pieces by a flying sword. Chu Jun had already smelled the breath of death. Suddenly, the sole of his right foot felt cold, and the sole of his left foot felt hot. The two forces rushed up fiercely. His whole body, which had been paralyzed by the electric shock, suddenly loosened. Chu Jun fell to the side uncontrollably.
puff!
Blood was flying all over the sky like raindrops. A body cultivator standing behind Chu Jun was chopped into two pieces, and his intestines and intestines flowed all over the floor. There was also an unlucky guy who had one of his legs cut off and fell in a pool of blood. He screamed miserably, and the blood-stained flying sword was stuck diagonally on the ground.
There was deathly silence in the whole place. Chu Jun fell to the ground, covered in blood. Ning Yun, who was not far away, was so shocked that his mouth opened in an "O" shape, and there was a little blood on his cheek, and he didn't react at all.
"Chu Jun!" Zhao Yu rushed over in panic and helped up the bloody Chu Jun.
Chu Jun's face turned pale. He had never been so close to death. If he had been half a second later, he would have been cut into two pieces.
"Chu Jun, where are you injured?" Zhao Yu shook Chu Jun anxiously, with concern beyond words.
Chu Jun finally came to his senses, wiped the blood from his face, shook his head and said, "I'm fine!"
Zhao Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and took out a handkerchief, but immediately felt something was wrong and put it away with a slight blush.
Ruan Fang never dreamed that Chu Jun would be able to dodge the sudden flying sword. Even an immortal cultivator in the spirit refining stage might not be able to do so. There was no time to delve into why Chu Jun was able to escape. Ruan Fang immediately knelt down on the ground and said loudly to the two people on the stage: "Master, Master Qu, this disciple made a mistake and caused a tragedy. Please punish Master!"
Chu Jun clenched his fists tightly and stared at Ruan Fang coldly. His teeth were almost broken. With his naturally sharp antennae, Chu Jun could clearly feel the killing intent contained in the sword just now. This killing intent was aimed at him. , it is definitely not as simple as a momentary mistake. If I hadn't practiced the Cold Moon Technique and the Fierce Sun Technique, I would have died on the spot.
Ruan Fang's sword just now was so well disguised that most people present, except Chu Jun, thought it was an accident. Zhao Yu also thought so, because when she blocked Ruan Fang's sword just now, she almost used With all my strength.
The final result of this accident made Chu Jun deeply realize the worthlessness of physical training and life. The unlucky guy who was chopped in half was carried away and buried hastily. The guy with a broken leg received a one-time compensation of 20,000 soul beans, but he can no longer be an outer disciple. Zhengtian Sect does not need disabled people. labor. The instigator Ruan Fang did not receive any substantive punishment except being sentenced to lose the game.
Seeing Ruan Fang participating in the final award ceremony as if nothing had happened, Chu Jun was filled with anger, but he could do nothing and kept his face gloomy.
"Chu Jun, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Yu thought Chu Jun was too frightened and asked with concern.
Chu Jun shook his head: "I'm fine!"
"Chu Jun, I almost accidentally hurt you just now, I'm so sorry!" Ruan Fang walked over with a forced smile.
Chu Jun glanced at him coldly, turned and walked away without saying a word. Ruan Fang was angry in his heart, and he was about to get angry when he raised his eyebrows. Zhao Yu hurriedly said: "He should be frightened and in a bad mood. Senior Brother Ruan, don't take it to heart!"
Ruan Fang snorted coldly and said: "He doesn't even care about his identity, but he dares to show his face to me. He really doesn't appreciate it!"
Ning Yun looked at Chu Jun's back and said cheerfully: "Chu Jun has a very stubborn temper. I don't think he was frightened. He just hates Senior Brother Ruan!"
Ruan Fang sneered disapprovingly: "Is he qualified to hate me?"
Zhao Yu frowned in displeasure, feeling a little uneasy and thinking to himself: "Chu Jun was very cold to me just now, doesn't he blame me? I am also responsible for that sword!"
Zhao Yu pondered for a while and felt that it was still necessary to explain, so he quickly chased after him.
Ruan Fangjun's face sank and he said coldly: "I really don't understand why Junior Sister Zhao cares so much about a body cultivator!"
Ning Yun chuckled and said, "Senior Brother Ruan, haven't you heard that heroes seek beauty? It's not surprising that Senior Sister Zhao Yu has a crush on Chu Jun!" After saying that, he walked away with his hands behind his back like a master.
Lin Ping glanced at Ruan Fang, whose face was ashen, and said with deep meaning: "Senior Brother Ruan, don't underestimate Chu Jun. Even Junior Sister Yun might not be able to react to the sword strike just now, but he dodged it!"
Ruan Fang's heart trembled, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he secretly said: "It seems that this hidden danger must be completely eradicated!"
Chu Jun's heart was extremely heavy. He was still frightened when he thought of the sword that narrowly escaped death just now. The most important thing was that Ruan Fang had obviously deliberately poisoned himself. This feeling of "people are the swordsmen and I am the flesh and blood" is extremely uncomfortable. Ruan Fang's failure this time will definitely happen again. Chu Jun doesn't think he will be so lucky next time.
"We must not sit still and wait for death. It's a pity that I can't drive away objects yet!" Chu Jun clenched his fists.
"Chu Jun!" Zhao Yu quickly chased after him.
Chu Jun stopped and turned around and asked, "Senior Sister Zhao, is there something wrong?"
A hint of apology flashed in Zhao Yumei's eyes, and she asked softly: "You seem unhappy?"
Chu Jun asked back: "Would you be happy if you were almost cut in two with a sword?"
Zhao Yudai frowned and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I just made a mistake just now!"
Chu Jun raised his sword eyebrows and said calmly: "Do you think it was an accident?" After saying that, he turned around and strode away.
"Does he think I did it on purpose?" Zhao Yu looked at Chu Jun's back a little aggrievedly, bit his pink lips, chased after him again, and sighed: "Are you angry?"
Chu Jun did not stop, but just shook his head.
"Okay, man, don't be so stingy, okay? It's not enough for me to apologize to you!" Zhao Yu said angrily. As soon as he said the words, a touching blush flashed across his pretty face. He was secretly worried, when had he ever been so humble to a man? Yes, but this bastard didn't appreciate it.
Chu Jun turned his head and glanced at Zhao Yu, just in time to meet her slightly resentful starry eyes. His heart skipped a beat and he secretly said in shock: "What's wrong with me? She... her eyes are so bright!"
"I'm not angry with you!" Chu Jun blurted out.
Zhao Yu chuckled softly, with a touch of joy in his eyes and said: "This is so true!"
Chu Jun scratched his head in anticipation.