If this sword hits, Zhao Huaihe will either die or be disabled.
Fortunately, at a critical juncture, at the critical moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped onto the stage, and between the palms, a talisman was struck, and the talisman flashed and blocked Ding Yin's magic sword. Pulled away.
"I, Qi Yunshan, admit defeat, little friend Ding Yin, let's stop!"
It was an old man, and it was the elder of Qiyun Mountain's Taoism.
Zhao Huaihe was Qi Yunshan's hope. Among the younger generation, Daoist behaviors were all outstanding, and nothing could be put down on this Heavenly Master Platform.
Anyway, the defeat has been decided, and it is already irreversible. He simply doesn't care what the rules are, he goes directly to the stage to intervene, and saves his lover first.
When Ding Yin saw this, he had to forgive others and forgive them, but he did not embarrass them too much. He immediately took the black and white swords and bowed to the other party.
"Accepted!"
The contest between the Nanhai faction and Qi Yunshan ended in the victory of the Nanhai faction.
The following confrontation is between Shushan and Lingbaoguan. Since ancient times, Shushan has produced sword fairy, Shushan is a line, and the practice is kendo, also known as Shushan Jianpai, Shushan's swordsmanship, which is a great masterpiece in Taoism. .
In addition, Shushan Jianxian often plays in the world, and is free and easy in the world. With the sword in his hand, he kills demons and eliminates demons, and helps those in danger and the poor, so his reputation spreads far and wide.
Lingbaoguan belongs to the Lingbao faction in the main line. Since it can represent the Lingbao faction to participate in the competition this time, there is no doubt about its strength.
After the two sides played, they went to war directly and fought until noon. In the end, Lingbaoguan narrowly won, and Shushan sent chess to lose by one move.
There are only the last two rounds of competitions left in the preliminary election of the Jiazi Lun Dao Ceremony. There is a half-hour break at noon, which is enough for them to prepare.
Before long, the last two rounds of competitions began. Before that, Chen Xiu brought his fellow apprentice Yiying into the arena, and now they are all ready to fight.
The deacon's disciple gave an order, and according to the previous arrangement, Luo Changsheng was full of confidence, strode forward to draw lots, and it turned out that he was the first to play.
For the first lecture, Luo Changsheng's topic was "Nature".
The topic of "Nature" was taken by Luo Changsheng at his fingertips, directly citing the scriptures in the Tao Te Ching, supplemented by Lao Tzu's thoughts.
All kinds of sentences came out of the mouth, eloquently and fluently.
Half an hour later, when the sermon was over, Wang Yan listened from below, thinking about it, although it wasn't superb, it wasn't bad at all.
Next, it will be up to the disciples of Wujiguan how to deal with it.
There were two elders from Wujiguan. There were six disciples, and all the places were filled. Unfortunately, on Wang Yan's side, all of them were disciples, and their two elders were useless.
Therefore, all expectations can only be pinned on the disciples.
This disciple of Wujiguan looks like a middle-aged man in his forties, but his real age is estimated to be more than that.
Originally, he only spoke for a quarter of an hour in the half-an-hour lecture time, and because of lack of stamina and an embarrassed look on his face, he took the initiative to leave.
In the first item of the competition, Laoshan completely defeated Wujiguan.
In the second discussion of Taoism, Wujiguan has changed his personality. He is a Taoist with a beard. After selecting the topic, he is aggressive as soon as he takes the stage.
"Humph! You can beat my junior brother, but I don't know if you can beat the poor Taoist? In this competition, the poor Taoist wants to avenge my junior brother."
Facing his protest, Luo Changsheng sneered and didn't care.
Who wouldn't be able to take advantage of words? Whether there is any real material or not, we still have to speak with strength. There is no need to waste time with him on this.
"Then please!"
The Dao Grand Ceremony is all three games and two wins. The first competition, Luo Changsheng won easily, it can be said that it gave him enough confidence. This second competition, I thought of winning it together, but it saved Brother Chen Xiu from playing. .
The Taoist of Wujiguan immediately sat down on the spot, with a look of anger on his face, without hesitation, according to the title, he was the first to speak.
Luo Changsheng is not to be outdone, soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, no matter what the other party says, he can refute it, and give a more perfect argument than him, and neither of them will give up.
Gradually, beads of sweat appeared on Luo Changsheng's forehead, and his expression became serious. As for his opponent, it was also difficult.
Now he is gritting his teeth and fighting against it.
The two fought each other and argued for half an hour. The time limit was up, and there was still no winner. No matter which aspect, they could hardly find any weakness, and it turned out to be a rare draw.
The deacon disciple gave an order, and the two stepped down angrily. They were both sweating profusely. Obviously, in order to fight against each other, they showed their full strength.
Luo Changsheng also never imagined that this small Wuji Temple actually hides the dragon and crouching tiger. This person's level of Taoism is no less than his.
I did my best, but in the end I still didn't get the slightest advantage.
In the primaries of the grand ceremony, there was a tie for the first time, which was quite surprising. In the end, whoever won the match could only watch the last competition. No matter which sect won, it would go straight to the promotion.
After leaving the field, Luo Changsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves and came to the front of the crowd. He lowered his head slightly, and sighed helplessly.
"Alas! I'm useless, I still can't win this game."
Wang Yan patted his shoulder and comforted him with a gentle expression.
"But you didn't lose! We still have a chance, it's okay!"
Chen Xiu stepped up from the side and glanced at him.
"Junior brother Luo, don't blame yourself too much, brother, I have to thank you for giving me a chance to come on stage, don't worry! It's up to me now."
Chen Xiu's expression was indifferent, and he seemed very disapproving of this.
"Senior Brother Chen, don't be careless! Besides, your injury..."
Yun Zhongliu was still thinking about something, and grabbed him.
"Humph! That little injury, after these days of recuperation, has long since recovered. Why make a fuss about dealing with the mere Wujiguan!"
Chen Xiu shook off his hand, and then looked at Wang Yan again.
In the battle with the golden bat, his injury would not have recovered so quickly if Wang Yan hadn't secretly helped him recuperate.
Wang Yan nodded slightly, expressing his response, but his expression did not change at all.
When you trust the other person enough, you don't need words at all. Sometimes you only need a look and an action to understand.
"For the third competition, please send candidates from both sides to play."
The deacon disciple stood on the east side of Tianshitai and spoke aloud.
Chen Xiu jumped, extremely fast, and even flew to the stage.
Standing on the stage, standing still, like a small mountain, salutes everyone, and an aura emerges, which makes people feel cold.
At the same time, Wujiguan also sent people to the field.
"Chen Xiu in Laoshan, learn from fellow Daoists."
Chen Xiu's face was gloomy, his tone was cold, and he bowed his head to the man.
"Wu Ji Guan, Meng Youwei!"
The man on the other side was also unceremonious, with contemptuous eyes. He only said one sect and one name, and he didn't say more, cherishing words like gold.