Thinking this in his mind, Li Xun did not stay long and left.
After Li Xun left.
The entire square was in an uproar.
"Did I hear correctly just now? Senior Brother Li Xun will have his first match against Zhao Heng tomorrow?"
"This Zhao Heng is finished. Senior Brother Li Xun defeated three extraterritorial evil demons. Their strength is extremely terrifying. Even if Zhao Heng has an earth-level technique, what can it do
I remember Senior Brother Li Xun was also rewarded with an Earth-level technique because he saved many inner disciples!"
"Zhao Heng is asking for trouble. Even if he is one level higher than Senior Brother Li Xun, so what? For a genius, challenging someone of a higher level is like eating or drinking water."
"That can't be said. Zhao Heng has been practicing for nearly 200 years, while Senior Brother Li Xun has only been practicing for two years. The gap between the two is a full 100 times. It will be difficult for Senior Brother Li Xun to beat Zhao Heng."
"Junior brother, your vision is too narrow. Strength is not determined by how long you have practiced."
"Look at Zhao Heng, he's not moving at all. Could it be that he doesn't dare to sign up? After all, not becoming a core disciple is a small matter, but if he loses to Senior Brother Li Xun, that would be a big deal!"
Listen to the discussions around you.
Zhao Heng's face turned extremely pale, just as those inner disciples had said.
The fact that he couldn't become a core disciple this year didn't have any impact on him. After all, his strength was there, and at worst he could come back next year.
But the problem is.
If he really lost to Li Xun, he would be too ashamed to face anyone.
He has only been practicing for two years, while I have been practicing for nearly two hundred years. There is such a huge gap, and I can't even beat him. How can I stay in Xuanyang Sect in the future
"Zhao Heng, do you want to sign up?"
The inner disciple in charge of registration said indifferently.
Although he is not as strong as Zhao Heng, he is not afraid of him at all. After all, their current identities are equal, and they are both inner disciples.
When he is in a good mood, he will call you senior brother. When he is in a bad mood, he will not even bother to say hello when you meet.
"Report!"
Zhao Heng gritted his teeth, glanced in the direction Li Xun left, and said in a deep voice.
"This is your license plate."
The inner disciple in charge of registration quickly completed the registration and then handed a token with the number 16 written on it to Zhao Heng.
"snort!"
Zhao Heng snorted coldly, reached out to take the number plate, and quickly turned and left.
Originally, his plan was to give Li Xun a warning before the competition, but he didn't expect that he didn't give the opponent a warning.
But I lost money on it.
He was not naive enough to think that the person who could defeat the three-headed evil demon was really weak. He said that before just to anger Li Xun.
after all.
A person who has lost his mind is the easiest to defeat.
The current situation is completely opposite to what he thought. He is in a difficult situation. If he cannot defeat Li Xun easily tomorrow, he will be in trouble.
I'm afraid he will become the laughing stock of the entire Xuanyang Sect.
"Li Xun is only in the middle stage of Xuan Dan realm, while I am in the late stage of Xuan Dan realm. There is only a small realm gap between us. Even if Li Xun is a genius, he may not be my opponent."
Zhao Heng comforted himself in this way.
soon.
A day passed.
the next day.
As soon as the sky brightened, the entire Zhengdao Peak was crowded with people. Not only inner disciples had come, but also many outer disciples had rushed over.
After all, it had only been a few months since Li Xun became an inner disciple. In such a short period of time, he had completed a double jump, from an outer disciple to a core disciple.
Based on this speed alone, he has almost become a legend in the eyes of all outer disciples.
In the crowd.
Lu Changhe was among them. He was wearing a white robe and the uniform of the Law Enforcement Hall. He was looking at the competition stage not far away with a complicated expression on his face.
He had heard about what happened yesterday.
The first match today is between Senior Brother Li Xun and Du Heng.
In Lu Changhe's opinion, the reason for this was largely due to his own actions that day.
"I wanted to help Senior Brother Li Xun solve his problems, but I didn't expect to cause him a lot of trouble. If Senior Brother Li Xun had not been able to become a core disciple because of this..."
Lu Changhe's face turned pale and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Chapter 68: Can the results be announced
When many disciples were discussing it.
On a high platform.
"Shua"
All of a sudden, a purple-robed elder appeared. After he appeared, he pressed down with one hand, and the entire Zhengdao Peak became quiet in an instant.
"This year's core disciple competition begins now!"
"The rules are the same as in previous years. During the competition, it is a one-shot match. Neither side is allowed to kill. The one who falls off the platform first loses!"
"The first competition..."
"Li Xun versus Zhao Heng!"
After saying.
The purple-robed elder did not leave the platform, but stood on the edge of the platform.
after all.
In previous years, many disciples would lose control when they were using all their strength, which would result in loss of life. This is when the value of having an elder standing nearby becomes apparent.
"Here it comes! In the past, it was the finale of the competition, but this year it's the first match. It's really exciting!"
"Zhao Heng is finished. He had to provoke Senior Brother Li Xun yesterday. Let's see how he ends up today."
“A mediocre person who cultivated for nearly two hundred years to reach the late Xuandan realm actually dared to provoke a genius who cultivated to the middle Xuandan realm in two years.
Do you really think that geniuses are just fast in cultivation?"
"Speaking of which, although Senior Brother Li Xun is a genius, isn't it too irrational to face Zhao Heng in the first game? Even if he wins in the end, I'm afraid he will be seriously injured.
In this way, will other brothers get a great advantage?"
"Brother Li Xun, since you dare to face Zhao Heng in the first match, you must have your confidence!"
Around the platform.
At this time, the place was already surrounded by disciples of Xuanyang Sect.
Everyone was looking forward to it. Among this group of disciples, 99 percent of them supported Li Xun. The reason for this was that Li Xun had a very good reputation in the past.
In contrast, Zhao Heng can almost be said to be infamous.
“Bang!”
Just at this moment.
The entire platform suddenly shook, and a majestic figure dropped from the sky and landed in the center of the platform. He had a huge sword on his back, his hair was flying, and his whole body was filled with a demonic aura.
"Where's Li Xun~?"
Zhao Heng opened his mouth, his eyes looking disdainful, with a sense of arrogance and dominance.
After practicing for nearly two hundred years, he did not take the rumors seriously and even had some expectations that he would defeat Li Xun later.
What will the other people's expressions be then
"I've been here a long time ago."
A faint voice came from behind.
Zhao Heng turned around abruptly with an extremely ugly look on his face. He was just provoking his opponent, but he didn't even notice that his opponent was already behind him.
If Li Xun had taken action just now.
He is defeated now!
Because of his clumsy performance just now, the audience burst into laughter.
The laughter reached Zhao Heng's ears, making him look extremely ugly. He didn't think that Li Xun didn't take action just now in order to give him a chance.
On the contrary, in his opinion, it was more like a humiliation!
"You pissed me off!"
Zhao Heng took a step back and took a deep breath. The giant sword behind him fell to the ground with a loud bang, and a dazzling divine light burst out from it, which was more than ten feet long.
The boundless evil spirit emanating from the giant sword makes people shudder.
It is hard to imagine that a sword could give rise to such a terrifying evil spirit. I wonder how many people Zhao Heng must have killed to create such power.
Seeing this sword, even the purple-robed elder next to him couldn't help but frown.
"kill!"
A loud shout.
Zhao Heng crushed the platform with one foot, turned into a stream of light, and quickly rushed towards Li Xun. The violent momentum swept out, like a Wang Yang, surging on the platform.
The murderous aura was so overwhelming that it made the heaven and earth tremble. Countless sword lights gathered together to form a pillar of light that reached the sky, shattering the void and slashing fiercely towards Li Xun.
It was so sharp that it was almost devastating, making many people tremble with fear.
"Master... Senior Brother Li Xun, can you defeat Zhao Heng?"
See the power of Zhao Heng’s attack.
Even Ye Han felt a chill in his spine, and he asked quickly in his mind.
"The outcome is decided!"
The old voice responded calmly.
He had just finished speaking.
Li Xun, who had been standing calmly with a composed temperament, suddenly took a step forward, his clothes fluttering, without any unnecessary movements, and threw a punch casually.
Just a simple punch.
But it contained enormous power of billions of tons, and the blood and energy suddenly burst out, condensing into a dragon, wrapping around Li Xun's arm, and rushing out with a roar.
“Boom!”
There was a loud bang.
The celestial dragon formed by qi and blood collided with the Tongtian Sword Pillar, making a deafening roar.
Sword lights flew everywhere, turning into a sea of swords. The terrifying storm submerged everything, sweeping in all directions and destroying all obstacles.
Even the extremely solid platform, which had experienced countless competitions over the past ten thousand years, had countless cracks under this kind of power. It looked shaky and seemed like it would collapse at any time.
"What was the result?"
"Who won?"
"There's a halo of light everywhere. I can't see anything clearly!"
When many people stretched their necks, curious about the result on the platform, there was a bang, and a tattered figure fell from the platform.
Many disciples quickly gathered around and took a look.
But just one glance made many people gasp. Zhao Heng, who was originally very flamboyant, now had not a single intact place on his body.
The huge sword in his hand had disappeared, leaving only the hilt, and his chest was sunken from the blow, with countless bones broken.
"Ah... this..."