It didn't take long for the conversation in the main hall to spread around the entire Shuiyun Sect, and then it stirred up a thousand waves like a stone, causing an uproar.
A large number of outer disciples thought that this was an opportunity, and they applied to join the ring. There are also many pretentious outer sect disciples who threatened to use combat power to determine who can make an exception to enter the inner sect, and this quota should belong to them.
Ji Ziang is very happy to see this. Although Wen Xuan and Qi Jibai both praised Jian Yi, Ji Ziang didn't think Jian Yi really had the ability to be number one in the outer sect. But he couldn't let Jian Shou fight under such circumstances, and play the wheel battle with one enemy and many. This is too obvious, it's not good, and it will damage the image of his kindheartedness.
As a result, this arena was finally turned into an external competition. All the outer sect disciples competed in one-on-one competitions until the final winner was determined, and they were given the qualification to directly enter the inner sect.
This is reasonable, fair, and everyone is satisfied.
It's just that when it falls on the head of the simple, there is an additional condition: if the final winner is not the simple, then in view of his despicable behavior of exaggerating his own strength and going through the back door, he will be directly expelled from the sect.
"Junior Brother Jian, I'm sorry." Wen Xuan sighed while picking out a simple magic weapon in his own cave, "This time I'm too open-mouthed and I'm hurting you."
"Brother what are you talking about?" Jian Yi asked him with a smile, "Don't you think I can win?"
"Naturally not." Wenxuan pulled out a bamboo flute, looked it up and down in his hand, handed it to Jian Jian, and continued to rummage for others, "But in the end, it caused you trouble."
"It's trouble and opportunity." Jian Jian tapped the bamboo flute lightly.
This bamboo flute is not a good instrument, but when the wind blade is released, there is a musical sound, which is more elegant than practical. Wenxuan didn't like to use it back then. However, Wenxuan had limited inventory on hand, and there were very few instruments that could be handed over to be used during the Qi refining period.
"If I can win the championship in this outer sect competition, the benefits I get will be much more troublesome than this." Jian Yi smiled slightly, "I have to thank senior brother for taking this opportunity for me."
"You are full of confidence." Wen Xuan threw him another cloth bag.
Jian Yi raised his hand to catch it, "So, based on what you know about the disciples of the outer sect, senior brother, what do you think my odds are?"
This is really asking the right person. Among the disciples of the Shuiyun Sect, Wenxuan from the inner sect knew everyone, and the outer sect knew at least a little. Wen Xuan thought for a while, then smiled helplessly, "Don't say it, there are really a few stubborn stubborn people."
But this sentence he said was not so worried. No matter how hard the stubble is, it is not as easy as it is. Few people can do it with the skill and determination when facing the third-level monster, let alone the ingenious layout when facing Xue Binger.
Jian Yi smiled and put a piece of jade in front of him, "Those stubborn stubble, can you help me make a list?"
This is really unforgiving. It seems that he not only wants to win, but also crushes to win, and wins beautifully.
Wenxuan looked at his virtuous behavior, but his heart was actually somewhat happy, and he couldn't help laughing.
Before the inner door competition, there was a total of three days of preparation.
In the past three days, Jian Jian followed Wen Xuan's list and went up to visit one by one. And Wenxuan also found a total of 12 instruments, all of which were given to Jian. In addition to the bamboo flute and the cloth pocket that can dissipate the mist, there is also a low-level high-grade magic sword, five pieces of armor, a pair of boots, and several auxiliary weapons, so that Jian Jian can carry it himself. Afterwards, Wenxuan evened out a part of his sect's contribution value, and asked Jian Jian to prepare more talismans and pills.
Three days, in this busy preparation, also passed in a flash.
Jian Yi stood by the competition table placed at the outer door, looked at the battle table distributed in his hand, and sneered a few times. What a coincidence, Wenxuan gave him a total of ten stubborn stubborn stubbornness that day. If he continued to compare according to this battle table, all of them were likely to be hit by him.
This thought is also obvious. But besides himself, who would pay attention to this little trick on the battle table? I'm afraid it's just a coincidence. Jian Jian raised his head with a smile and took a deep look at Ji Ziang in the middle of the stand. Then his eyes turned to the left again, passing Chu Lian beside Ji Ziang, landing on Wen Xuan who was behind Chu Lian, and nodded with a smile.
The bell of the outer door Dabi rang like this.
The number of disciples from the outer sect of the Shuiyun Sect was several times that of the inner sect. To achieve the final victory, it would take thirteen games. The first three simple opponents are still arranged normally, so these three games are just two words for the simple - cruel food.
As soon as he came on stage, his figure flickered, and when the opponent was still stunned, a fireball smashed it, just hitting the opposite door. With just one breath, this game is won.
For three full games, the exact same way of winning, the exact same instant kill.
This kind of performance is due to the fact that the shoes on his feet made his figure much faster than ordinary people, and the second is that the fireball he sent out had a tricky angle, and it hit it before he could see it. And the most important advantage is naturally in response and awareness. There is such a big gap between people who have experienced the battle of life and death and ordinary outer disciples.
These three wins were so beautiful that they immediately aroused exclamations. After all, this fight started because of him, and most people will pay attention to him. Ji Ziang and the elders in the stands even turned black.
After a while, Ji Ziang smiled. Don't worry, his arrangement is already in the back.
In the fourth game, Jian Yi encountered his first "hard stubble".
And then... it took him three breaths.
This is about one of the magical tools that Wen Xuan gave him. The talisman bag that was simply pinned to his waist had no other function, except that it could save him the effort of reaching out and digging out the talisman. With a single movement of the mind, the talisman placed in it can be stimulated, which is really suitable for simplicity.
Now that the talisman bag is filled to the brim, with a move of mind, more than a dozen killer moves are smashed, scaring people to death.
"Promise." Jian Yi cupped his hands and smiled at the unlucky guy who had been knocked unconscious on the opposite side.
Ji Ziang in the stands sneered, "It's just for the benefit of the talisman."
Before he finished speaking, there was a bang on the other stage, and another person took out a pile of talismans and won the victory. Looking closely, it was the second young master of the Zhang family who was praised by the elders for being "hard-working".
"Master Mingjian." Wen Xuan respectfully said.
Ji Ziang waved his hand unnaturally, hehe smiled, "Using the talisman well is naturally a skill. But if you want to win to the end, it is not enough to rely on the talisman."
"Disciple thinks so too." Wen Xuan continued to respectfully.
Just as they were talking, the fifth game started. It just so happened that the simple opponent this time was the second young master of the Zhang family.
A match of talismans and talismans immediately opened with splendor.
After three breaths, it stopped abruptly.
Standing beside the second young master of the Zhang family who was lying on the ground and groaning in pain, he clapped his hands, showing an invincible loneliness on his face.
"Using the talisman well is also a kind of skill." Wen Xuan smiled, "The sect master really has good words."
Although there were many talismans for the second young master of the Zhang family, none of them could be accurately photographed on Jian Yi. On the other hand, the simple steps were light, and the eyes were even fiercer, and Zhang Zhang Fulu made it to the edge of the knife. In this way, there is no suspense of victory or defeat.
Ji Ziang had a dark face and didn't answer his words at all. After all the outer sect disciples had finished the fifth match, he stood up, raised his hand to suppress the noise on and off the stage, and raised his voice, "After five matches today, all the disciples are tired, so let's rest for a while. It's late, the remaining seven games will be compared tomorrow."
After that, he took a deep look at the still full talisman bag on Jian Jian's waist, "In addition, there is a rule that needs to be revised. Today, many disciples use talismans, and the talisman together, although it is also part of the Taoism, is related to financial resources. Very big. Many disciples in the outer sect are from poor families, and this kind of practice is really unfair to them. Therefore, starting from tomorrow, this outer sect competition will ban talismans."
After he finished speaking, he smiled and sat back, finally feeling more calm in his heart.
But he looked at Wenxuan next to Chu Lian, and looked at the simple people under the stage, but found that the expressions on their faces were a little bit happier than himself.
When the crowd dispersed, Jian Jian came to Wenxuan, stretched out his hand and took out the stack of things in the talisman bag, smiling so hard, "Sect Master really helped a lot this time."
I saw the stack of things, and there were only a few talismans on the surface that could be used again, and the rest was full of waste paper, so the talisman bag was stuffed like this.
"It's all your little slick tricks." Wen Xuan shook his head helplessly.
"We still have to cooperate with our senior brothers to get our sect master into place." Jian Jian smiled and rubbed Wen Xuan's side, pulling his arm, "Now you don't have to worry about those rich people anymore."
Wen Xuan sighed and reminded, "Financial resources... can not only be reflected in the talisman."
"If you want to talk about magic tools, the senior brother gave me so many, everything is amazing." Jian Yi said decisively, "Where do I need to be afraid of others?"
Wenxuan knew that these words were purely consolation.
Sure enough, in the second day's battle, in the first match, Jian Jian met an opponent with a very powerful magic weapon.
It was the grandson in the mouth of the elder.
There was a grandfather who was an elder in the inner door, and the grandson came up with a very powerful shield. Although it wasn't as powerful as the faces Luo Qingquan had brought out that day, Jian Jian's current attack was even less sharp than Wen Xuan's back then. However, this person is still very alert, and no matter how fast the simple speed is, he can't get around.
It would be fine if he just couldn't break the defense, but this person was holding a giant sword in the other hand. Every time he finds the right direction, he holds a shield and charges over to hold him, and then raises his sword and slashes... Fortunately, he escapes smoothly every time, otherwise it would still hurt a lot if he was hit.
After a while, Jian Yi stopped approaching, and only wandered around, occasionally using a bamboo flute to release wind blades to harass him. Bamboo flute playing a wind sound, it is a musical sound, and it sounds really good. But this sound is like a guiding light, the other party doesn't even need to see where he is, just hear the music together, raise his hand to block, and he can block it firmly.
Ji Ziang and the others on the stage smiled again, the elder grandpa really smiled like a flower.
"This kid is really nothing more than that, look, this is about to lose."
"What's the use of running around there?"
Really useless, easy to know. Going on like this is just a waste of physical strength, and sooner or later you will be caught by the other party, it is easy to know.
He finally encountered the first real "hard stubble".
Then Jian Yi frowned and gritted his teeth, took out the cloth pocket from his sleeve, and untied it.
Suddenly, a mist rose up with him as the center, and instantly filled the entire competition platform. This cloth pocket has no lethal power, it can only confuse people's sight. And because the rank is not high, the fog that can be dissipated is also limited. Fortunately, it is so much bigger than the fighting platform, but it has received a miraculous effect.
After a while, the opponent could see nothing.
But this fog also has a disadvantage, that is, it does not distinguish between enemy and me. Simplicity can't see it now either - yet this fact is unknown to others.
I saw that the opponent was already on the alert for twelve points, firmly protecting himself with a shield, and his ears were even more pointed, listening to every movement. His ears were sensitive, and he quickly found the sound of simple footsteps.
Just as he was about to judge the position carefully, another voice suddenly came together, and immediately overshadowed the footsteps.
"Zheng".
It's the sound of the bamboo flute!
"Here!" The person judged that the direction was a corner of the wall, and was immediately overjoyed. He hurriedly put his shield on one gear, raised the shield and rushed away, trying to pin the simple there in one fell swoop.
But at this moment, a breeze fell gently beside him.
"Wrong," a voice came from beside his ear in the mist, a breath made a layer of goose bumps on the back of his neck, and a sharp sword had been attached to his back with a chill, "In the here."