The so-called martial arts competition is actually a show of the strength of each martial arts. Most of the top three are excellent disciples of the first-class gate. For thousands of years, the disciples of the Xu Yao School have always been the most powerful candidates for competition. There will be one or two well-known figures in each big competition.
It's just that in the past few years, because of the incident at Tianqi Peak, many people have been dissatisfied with the Xu Yao faction. Although there were five more Nascent Soul cultivators in the faction, their strength greatly increased, but on the other hand, it also deepened others' coveting of Tian Qi Peak. There will always be someone who wants to snatch the treasure inside.
As the head Qu Jiang, he was really heartbroken. Just a few days before the martial arts competition, there was even an evil spirit on the peak. I don't know how they got in, but all the formations of Qifeng have failed. Although the current formations were created by Venerable God Transformation personally. But the effect is naturally not as good as before, and there will always be omissions. These seven mending eight seams, it is better not to get in!
And this time the martial arts competition, although the surface is the same as before, but everyone knows that the purpose of each faction to come to Xu Yao is not in the competition at all, it seems to be directed at Tianqi Peak. He had to deal with it with 12 points of spirit, and be on guard at the same time, for fear of which one slipped to Tianqi Peak.
It's not as good as when Uncle Zhu is here!
Qu Jiang sighed deeply, wondering what happened to the little uncle
Huh? hallucinations? How did he see the little uncle flying over
Ahhh! It's really her too.
"The Venerable Hua Lin from Sanyou City is here!" A loud communication sounded, stunned everyone in the stands.
I saw that the originally cloudless sky suddenly distorted, and a huge spirit boat appeared in front of everyone in an instant. The hull is emerald green. There is a faint glow on the top, surrounded by auspicious clouds, and the spiritual energy is overflowing. It is actually a tenth-order magic weapon. On the bow stood two people, one old and one young. The male's cultivation is Spirit Transformation, and the female's is the Golden Core Dharma Perfection cultivation.
For a time, everyone was shocked by this domineering appearance, even the disciples in the game. They all looked up at the spirit boat.
Hua Lin tried his best to maintain the majesty of his spiritual transformation period. In fact, my heart blossomed with joy, and I couldn't wait to send a voice transmission to Zhu Yao, "Fellow Daoist and Daoist. What happened just now, why did everyone go to Xu Yao's faction as soon as they came in? This speed is too fast."
Zhu Yao gave him a sideways glance, "Magic skills."
Hua Lin's eyes brightened. The light was about to shoot out, "Magic skills! You mean the best magic weapons of the seventh rank and above. The unique skills that will be born. Could it be that the magic skills of this immortal boat..."
"Breaking the void." Slitting through the void directly to the destination, but the singing time is a bit longer, and the 24-hour CD can only be used once a day.
Hua Lin couldn't help taking a breath. It's actually broken! This is a skill that can only be used by cultivators of God Transformation. This magic weapon can actually do it, what should I do? He really wants to jump!
"Xu Yao sent Qu Jiang. We welcome Venerable Hua Lin." Qu Jiang stood at the watching gate not far ahead and greeted him loudly.
Only then did Hua Lin suppress the cheering thoughts in his heart. Well, he is a noble and majestic God Transformation Venerable, go back and jump again.
He operated the spirit boat to stay on the square and changed back to the size of the palm of his hand. Then he led the disciples towards Qu Jiang, who was greeted.
Qu Jiang first saluted Hua Lin, "I don't know why His Holiness came to my Xuyao faction?"
Hua Lin stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Today is the day of the sect competition, and this deity naturally brings disciples to participate in the competition."
"Loose cultivators are going to participate in the competition!" Qu Jiang was shocked.
"What? No?" Hua Lin frowned.
"Of course not!" Qu Jiang immediately recovered, "The sect competition is only for the exchange and learning of various sects and complement each other's strengths. Your Excellency has this interest, and the Xuyao sect naturally welcomes them. Are these the disciples participating this time? "He turned his head and glanced at the dozen people behind Hua Lin, his eyes stopped on Zhu Yao.
"Little... I wish you a fellow Daoist, long time no see." He changed his words when he came to the end, "Are you also here to participate in the competition?"
"No." Zhu Yao shook his head, "I'm just here to watch, and the one who really participated is Xiaobawang."
"Zhi Yuan?" Qu Jiang saw the little bully behind her, his eyes lit up, and there was a hint of excitement, "You... you have established a foundation!"
"Sect Leader." Xiaoba Dynasty saluted him.
"Okay, okay!" Qu Jiang looked up and down the little Bawang with satisfaction, his face was full of relief, but he did not expect that he had successfully established the foundation, and he had also risen to the middle level of the foundation, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Qu Jiang greeted his disciples and arranged for loose cultivators to enter the competition. Only then did he lead Hua Lin and Zhu Yao to the high platform to lead the dedicated viewing platform.
The appearance of Zhu Yao caused the scene to fall into a strange embarrassment, especially the elders of Xu Yao's faction, whose faces were dark enough. Except for Qu Jiang, no one really wants to see her, a former uncle who has only served for five years.
Although she left Xu Yaofeng in the past five years, more or less other sects have received some wind. But the Xuyao faction didn't make a big deal out of it, and the public factions couldn't do anything about it. In addition, when she formed Dan before, she also held an introduction meeting for her. Most of the Nascent Soul cultivators recognized her.
Now she is openly comparing with Hua Lin, this layer of window paper is completely pierced, and the factions do not say anything on the surface, but they all tacitly despise Xu Yao's behavior of killing the donkey.
Even Venerable Wufu's face sank.
Hua Lin didn't care about this. When he was on the road, Zhu Yao had already told him the trouble with Xu Yao's faction. For Hua Lin, the Xu Yao faction lost a late stage of the god transformation and was picked up by him. This is not only a bad thing, but a great good thing. He can't wait to thank the eighteenth generation of Xu Yaofeng's ancestors. So swaggeringly took her to the top, the row of high-level leaders' special seats, there were already five God Transformation Venerables sitting on it.
Hua Lin sat down on the temporarily added chair and glanced at Zhu Yao subconsciously.
Hey, no, there is only one chair, what about his good friend
Almost the next moment he stood up again.
Do you want her to sit? But the good friend has hidden his cultivation base now, so why not expose it if he lets it go
He had to sit down again.
However, his good friend had helped him so much. She was sitting by herself while she was standing, and she felt a little unconscionable anyway.
So he stood up again...
However, a good friend said that her cultivation was a secret.
He sat down again...
This cycle repeats seven or eight times.
A row of spirits: They are all looking at neuropathy.
Zhu Yao finally couldn't help it, and the voice transmission asked, "Up and down, you will secrete it?"
Hua Lin paused, maintaining an attitude of not sitting yet, and replied with a tangled face, "My good friend... how about you? You sit on me?"
"Go away!" The old man was not ashamed, trying to take advantage of me.
"But let you stand, I feel bad about it! Or..."
"To shut up!"
"Oh!"
He was finally honest, well-behaved, and sat on the chair without his hands and feet, which was awkward.
"Junior Sister Zhu, long time no see, I didn't expect you to join Venerable Hua Lin's door so soon." Venerable Wu Fu suddenly said, looking at Zhu Yao with a kind face. It's just that the meaning of the words is not so kind. Obviously she is saying that she betrayed the division.
"My lord, you are getting old, and your eyes are not good enough?" Before Zhu Yao opened his mouth, Hua Lin was so anxious that he glared at Wufu and sneered, "Who told you that Yu Daoyou is a friend? Are you my disciple?"
I was stunned for a moment, "Isn't she?" Then why are you walking around with swagger
"Of course not." Hua Lin said proudly, "Fellow Daoist Jade, you are a genius in the art of fighting beasts, even Hua Mou is not as good as he is, to be friends with him is considered a blessing for three lifetimes. already."
I floated to the point that I didn't care, I thought he was just saying this for maintenance, "How come I didn't know she could even master beasts?"
"I'm also very surprised that the Xu Yao faction has missed such a pearl." Hua Lin gave him a mocking look and said to his face that he was blind.
My faction's face froze, and he had to endure the anger in his heart. Turning his head to continue watching the game, he snorted coldly, "I'm here to see how bright the Pearl of Sanyou City is?" Hua Lin was alone, and he was still a little wary, but this was below Nascent Soul. The sect of the sect, and a few scattered cultivators with miscellaneous roots dared to participate. It's really ignorant.
The other monks who were sitting actually had the same idea. He thought that Hua Lin just wanted to show off his prestige, and he might even have come to Tianqi Peak, but those disciples were not enough to worry about.
But after a few hours, this group of arrogant and respectable noble families finally tasted the feeling of being slapped in the face.
The Qi training group was the first to end, and the final winner was not a disciple of any sect, but a disciple of the Four Spiritual Roots brought by Hua Lin who had accomplished great Qi training.
If this was just a fluke, then the comparison of the foundation-building period would surprise them even more. The last two people, one was a late-stage disciple of the earth-type single spirit root, was hanged and beaten by a five spirit root. The earth wall, which is known as the strongest defense, is as easy to cut as tofu under the opponent's spirit sword. Whether it's speed, magic, or strength, it doesn't account for the slightest advantage. And the other party's cultivation base is still a whole bit worse, it's just a middle stage of foundation building.
"It's rare for a disciple with such a strong physique. Could it be physical cultivation?"
"But his technique is also used very quickly, so it shouldn't be a physical training."
"There is a talent who can practice both physical and physical skills. Although he has five spiritual roots, he is still a talent."
"With such a helper, it's no wonder that if you dare to come to the sect competition, you don't know who this person is? Is there a teacher?"
People from all sects began to look at the five-spirited disciple with glowing eyes. They were all surprised and forgot that they were being beaten in the face.
Only the people from the Xu Yao faction all turned black. Because the talent that everyone is discussing is the disciple who was kicked out by them five years ago.
In particular, Qu Ying, who had a tough attitude at the beginning, had a particularly loud slap on the face.