"boom!"
Zhou Boyue unleashed his potential and knocked a disciple who was a mid-level warrior off the ring, winning the first round.
In the stands, Luo Changtian's eyes flashed and he looked at him again.
The competition has entered its final moments.
Zhang Yuanshan won two games in a row.
Zhou Boyao lost the second round.
The competition among the mid-stage martial arts disciples soon came to an end.
The top ten results are out.
Luo Qingzhou happened to get fifth place, while Zhang Yuanshan got sixth place.
After the Great Elder Wu Youzi announced the result, he asked the ten of them whether they wanted to continue the challenge.
If they continue, the four disciples in the late stage of martial arts will also join them in drawing lots, and they are likely to encounter disciples in the late stage of martial arts.
Of course, if they can win, their ranking will naturally be improved, they will get more training resources, and they may even be noticed by a senior member of the sect.
Zhang Yuanshan agreed to continue the competition without hesitation.
The other six disciples also expressed their willingness to continue participating.
There were still three disciples left, and they seemed to be still thinking and hesitating.
Zhang Yuanshan walked to Luo Qingzhou's side and whispered, "Fourth Junior Brother, your results are already good enough. If you were injured in the competition just now, just get off. Master won't blame you."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Big Brother, I'm fine. I thought about it and decided to join."
After that, he raised his hand and said, "Chu Feiyang, a disciple of the Kyoto branch, is willing to continue the competition."
The great elder Wu Youzi glanced at him and wrote down his name on the list.
Zhang Yuanshan patted his shoulder and said with concern: "Fourth Junior Brother, be careful. If you draw those four late-stage martial artists, just admit defeat. It's not shameful."
Luo Qingzhou nodded.
The remaining two disciples, after thinking for a while, decided to withdraw.
Now, including the four disciples in the late stage of martial arts, a total of twelve disciples began to compete for the top places.
As long as you can rank in the top five, the points, honors and rewards you get will be the most generous.
The first game is still a draw.
The twelve disciples walked up to the stone platform one by one and waited for the drawing of lots.
Luo Qingzhou happened to be standing with Yun Wanrou from Shuicheng. Yun Wanrou smiled slightly, looked ahead and said, "Junior Brother Chu is indeed a hidden talent. Even my senior brother lost to you. I hope we can meet later. I want to learn from Junior Brother Chu."
Luo Qingzhou said: "I am definitely not a match for Senior Sister Yun. If we really meet, I hope Senior Sister Yun can give me a few more moves."
Yun Wanrou's eyebrows twitched a few times. Thinking of the competition last night, a cold light flashed in her eyes.
In the audience.
The evil in Sun Jiang's heart was finally cleared away. He was now in high spirits, looking at the two disciples on the stage with a broad smile on his face.
Jin Song on the side sneered and said, "Senior Brother Sun, you are too proud too early. If you want to get into the top few, your two disciples have no chance."
Sun Jiang was in a happy mood at the moment, and ignored his sarcasm.
He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the high stands. The sect master and several highly respected peak masters were all sitting there, watching the competition attentively.
Thinking about the results being announced later, he became more and more excited and expectant.
On the stone platform, under the chairmanship of Wu Youzi, the twelve disciples began to draw lots one by one. Those who were drawn could go directly to the arena to compete.
The remaining disciples continued to draw.
Because it is a round of 12 to 6, the first round is crucial. If you win, the worst you can do is sixth place. If you lose, you will go directly down and be re-ranked according to your scores. So in order to make everyone speechless, the draw in the first round must be that both players draw each other, for it to count.
Luo Qingzhou actually picked Zhang Yuanshan for the first time.
Fortunately, the other party did not pick him.
If the two of them drew each other, Luo Qingzhou would definitely not hesitate at all and would just admit defeat and give up.
He has now been chosen by Linghu Qingzhu as his personal disciple, so he doesn't care about the ranking. The reason he still insists on competing is for the sake of the entire team, and of course for himself and Linghu Qingzhu.
If the ranking was too low, he and Linghu Qingzhu would definitely be gossiped about.
Some people even speculated whether he had taken the back door of Linghu Peak Master in advance.
"Chu Feiyang!"
Just as he was drawing the third puff, Yun Wanrou's voice suddenly came from the side.
He picked up the bamboo stick and turned to see Yun Wanrou, who was holding the bamboo stick in her hand and looking at him. She smiled and said, "Junior Brother Chu, I have picked you twice. I hope you can pick me once."
Luo Qingzhou withdrew his gaze and looked at the bamboo stick in his hand without saying anything.
Wu Youzi took the bamboo stick from his hand and looked at it, then took the bamboo stick from Yun Wanrou and looked at it, then looked at the two of them and said, "You two, go to the middle arena."
As soon as these words came out, Yun Wanrou's face was full of smiles, and she said respectfully, "Yes, Elder."
Then he looked at the young man next to him and said, "Junior Brother Chu, let's go."
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything and walked down the stone platform with her.
Wu Youzi announced loudly: "The disciple Yun Wanrou from the Shuicheng branch and the disciple Chu Feiyang from the Jingdu branch will compete in the middle arena."
Then he added: "Yun Wanrou is a disciple of the late martial arts master."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples in the audience immediately rushed to the stage in the middle.
After hearing the news, Jin Song's face immediately lit up with smiles. He pulled Sun Jiang beside him and said with a chuckle, "Brother Sun, what a coincidence. Let's go and watch our disciples' competition together."
Sun Jiang walked over calmly.
Sister Chu Xiaoxiaodao and the others also hurriedly followed.
Chu Xiaoxiao whispered, "Senior Sister Dao, do you think that Senior Sister Yun will take revenge and take the opportunity to stab Senior Brother Chu?"
Sister Dao also frowned and said, "Chu Feiyang is smarter than you think. If he really can't beat him, he will definitely admit defeat in advance. He won't fight for the ranking."
After saying that, she raised her head and looked around, and immediately saw the slender figure standing closest to the middle of the arena.
Nangong Meijiao was surrounded by guards, standing in front of the ring in the middle, staring at the two people who walked onto the ring with a cold face.
At this time, the eyes of the several peak masters at the highest point of the stands were also fixed on the arena in the middle.
"Brother Mo, do you think that kid has a chance?"
"That's hard to say. After all, that female disciple is at the late stage of martial arts. Judging from her previous competition, her body movements and swordsmanship are both very exquisite, and practicing swordsmanship will give her some advantages..."
Speaking of sword training, several old men suddenly reacted, turned their heads and looked at Linghu Qingzhu.
Mo Jiufeng smiled and said, "Master Linghu, what do you think of that female disciple's swordsmanship?"
Linghu Qingzhu said expressionlessly: "Not bad."
Mo Jiufeng asked again: "Then Peak Master Linghu, do you think that kid has hope?"
Linghu Qingzhu looked at the figure on the stage, and the image of him holding the ancient sword and practicing the ancient swordsmanship last night appeared in his mind. He paused and said, "I don't know."
Mo Jiufeng smiled, turned around and said, "Then let's wait and see if that kid can surprise us again."
"here we go!"
On the ring, Yun Wanrou was no longer humble or careless. She just flashed and stabbed forward with a sword.
Then he stabbed and stabbed with the sword in his hand, slashed and swept, and in an instant, dense sword shadows danced and covered the opposite side.
Luo Qingzhou performed Lingfeng Fist, fighting and retreating, circling around the ring and maintaining a stable defense.
During the previous competition, he accidentally used the Thunder Fist and shot out a bolt of lightning, but fortunately the lightning was only a faint light, and it only appeared when his fist hit the opponent's chest. It flashed by in a flash, and few people should have been able to see it.
So he didn't dare to use the Thunder Fist anymore.
As for the Plum Blossom Flying Fist and the Bull Demon Magic Skill, neither can be used.
The former was stolen from Chengguo Mansion. Although it was just the most common martial arts technique, it would be troublesome if Luo Changtian recognized it.
The Bull Demon's magical skills were used in the assassination of Luo Yu and in the battle with Luo Yannian, so it must not be used in front of Luo Changtian.
As for the flying sword, it is his ultimate move and of course it is impossible to expose it.
So, now he can only use Lingfeng Fist and Hanshanba Fist.
The Mountain-Shaking Fist is a completely domineering attacking fist technique, but it will be restrained when facing exquisite sword moves. No matter how strong the skin, flesh, and bones are, they are still flesh and blood. How can they be a match for the sword? What's more, the opponent's cultivation is one level higher than his, and the sword in his hand has stronger penetrating power.
Therefore, the Mountain Shaking Fist cannot be used now.
The opponent would launch a series of killing moves, so his best strategy was to defend first, slowly consume the opponent's sharpness and internal strength, and make the opponent's first attack ineffective, and then the second, the second, the third, the third, the fourth, the fifth ...
That was when he really took action.
In a competition of internal strength and mental power, the opponent is definitely no match for him.
So the longer it drags on, the better it is for him.
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Seeing that he did not dare to fight and was just dodging, Yun Wanrou suddenly changed the sword moves in her hand. She no longer paid attention to defense and attacked even faster.
Although Luo Qingzhou saw her flaw clearly, he still did not attack and continued to rely on his eyesight and body skills to dodge. The strong wind created by Ling Feng's fist kept deflecting the sword tip that she was stabbing at.
Originally, because of Chan Chan, he was very familiar with sword moves and could dodge them easily. Last night, he looked at the ancient sword moves on the jade disk and practiced them several times. At this time, his eyesight was naturally stronger. As soon as the opponent raised his arm and the sword had not yet been stabbed out, he seemed to already know where the opponent's next sword would stab.
At the same time, in his eyes, the opponent's fastest sword move was much slower than yesterday.
So, he could dodge it easily.
However, he deliberately slowed down his speed to make himself look dangerous in dodging. He was nearly stabbed several times, and the clothes around his waist were also torn.
After all, he has to hide his true strength.
In the eyes of the disciples below the stage, Yun Wanrou's swordsmanship was exquisite, and her sword was drawn so quickly that they could hardly see where the tip of her sword was. The boy on the opposite side was beaten without any ability to fight back, and could only dodge and run away, and was about to lose.
Jin Song's disciples were all cheering in the audience.
Jin Song sneered, "Brother Sun, does your disciple only know how to run away? It seems that he wants to use up my disciple's energy, but do you think he can hold on until then?"
As he was speaking, Yun Wanrou on the stage suddenly stabbed Luo Qingzhou in the abdomen with a sword. Luo Qingzhou dodged sideways but failed to avoid it completely. The tip of the sword grazed his flesh and instantly pierced his clothes, leaving a bloody mark on his abdomen.
If he had been a step later, the sword would have pierced through his abdomen. It was extremely dangerous!
Seeing this scene, the disciples below the stage couldn't help but exclaimed.
Nangong Meijiao's expression suddenly changed, and she couldn't help but tighten the whip handle at her waist.
And in the stands, the hearts of the several peak masters also skipped a beat.
"The swordsmanship of that female disciple is indeed exquisite. She seems to have great talent. However, her attack seemed a bit ruthless. The sword could have been stabbed lower and towards the boy's thigh. In that case, with the boy's speed just now, it would have been difficult for him to dodge."
"That guy obviously wants to consume the female disciple's physical and internal strength, but it seems that the opponent's internal strength is still strong, and the sword is getting faster and faster. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for much longer..."
Linghu Qingzhu, who was sitting nearby, saw the two figures on the stage and did not say anything.
Fairy Zixia beside him whispered, "Qingzhu, you seem to have a different opinion?"
Linghu Qingzhu paused and said, "No."
Fairy Zixia asked again: "Who do you think will win?"
Linghu Qingzhu looked at her and said nothing.
Fairy Zixia looked at her with a hint of surprise on her face, and then she looked back at the figure on the ring that was still dodging.
At this time, half an hour had passed.
On the left and right arenas, the first round of competition had already ended.
Meanwhile, on the middle stage, Luo Qingzhou and Yun Wanrou were still fighting.
Yun Wanrou's patience had been exhausted and most of her physical strength had been depleted. She was angry and anxious, and her sword moves became more and more fierce.
But in Luo Qingzhou's eyes, she was even slower.
He knew that the opponent was at the end of his strength, so at this time, he began to turn from passive to active.
"boom!"
He used the Lingfeng Fist to deflect the opponent's sword move, and then suddenly began to attack. His fist suddenly became bigger, and with a whistling force of wind, he punched towards the opponent's face with a loud bang!
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
Once the Mountain-Shaking Fist is unleashed, it rolls out like a violent storm, each punch is more ferocious and heavier than the last, and the speed is getting faster and faster!
The situation on the ring suddenly reversed!
At this moment, Yun Wanrou could only swing her sword to dodge and retreat repeatedly.
The disciples who had just been scolding Luo Qingzhou for being a coward in the audience, now held their breath and watched in silence.
"boom!"
Seeing the opponent's sword thrust out, Luo Qingzhou did not dodge or give way, but directly hit it with his fist.
The huge fist suddenly appeared, and with a "ding" sound, it instantly deflected the tip of the sword and then fell towards the opponent's chest!
Yun Wanrou saw that she could not dodge and had no time to retract the sword in her hand, so she could only slash horizontally while using her other arm to block in front of her chest.
"Bang!"
At the moment when the sword in her hand slashed across Luo Qingzhou's arm, Luo Qingzhou punched her arm that was blocking her chest, and then a huge force rushed forward and hit her chest again!
Yun Wanrou's body shook and she was knocked flying.
Before she landed on the ground, Luo Qingzhou rushed up like lightning and punched her again with a "bang"!
Yun Wanrou had no choice but to hold her sword horizontally to block.
"Card!"
Unexpectedly, that huge fist actually bent the sword in her hand, and then hit her chest heavily with her sword!
This time, she flew directly out of the ring and fell heavily to the ground amid the exclamations of the crowd.
The disciples around him quickly retreated.
"Junior Sister Wanrou!"
Jin Song's other disciples all ran over, but stood aside and did not dare to step forward to help. The faces of several of them, who had been smug a moment ago, now looked extremely ugly.
Jin Song's face looked even uglier, and the muscles on his face twitched constantly.
Yun Wanrou spat out a mouthful of blood, then clenched the sword in her hand, stood up from the ground, took a breath, leaped up, and jumped onto the ring again, gritting her teeth and said, "Good punch, you..."
"boom!"
Before she could finish, Luo Qingzhou punched her again.
Yun Wanrou immediately dodged and slashed at the fist with a sword.
But the fist suddenly turned into a fist shadow and was shattered by her sword.
"boom!"
A loud bang!
A huge fist suddenly cut through the air and hit her stomach heavily. With a "bang", she was knocked out again!
This time, Luo Qingzhou did not give her any chance. He suddenly jumped up into the air, then rushed down, hitting her chest with a "bang" and knocking her directly to the ground from mid-air.
"Bang!"
Yun Wanrou fell heavily to the ground, her chest suddenly caved in, and her ribs broke with a "crack"!
She opened her eyes wide and was about to raise her head, but a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and then her vision went black and she fainted.
The disciples around were all silent.
Luo Qingzhou landed in front of her, still clenching his fists. Strong winds were wrapped around his fists, making whistling sounds.
Wu Youzi immediately said, "Since she has fainted, this round is over. This round, Chu Feiyang, the disciple of the Kyoto branch, wins!"
Chu Xiaoxiao immediately cheered excitedly.
Sun Jiang was also smiling.
Jin Song, who was standing at the side, was still in place with a gloomy face for a while, and suddenly sneered, saying: "Senior Brother Sun, you don't have to be too proud. Even if your disciple beats my disciple, so what? Unless he can enter the top three, otherwise, no matter how good he is at fighting, he can't even think about entering the inner sect!"
After saying that, he quickly walked towards his unconscious disciple.
Sun Jiang looked at his back without saying anything. He raised his head and looked at the figures in the stands.
"What a cunning boy, he really was playing the pig to eat the tiger, and he actually won!"
“Tsk tsk, this method seems to be trained by this old man. My fellow brothers, this disciple and I are destined to be together. Please don’t argue with me later.”
"Get lost! Do you still want to keep your dignity? How can I be destined to be with you? I am obviously destined to be with this old man. I am plain-looking, and that boy is also plain-looking! I am obviously destined to be with this old man!"
"Hey, you two old guys are really shameless! I think that boy and I are destined to be together! That boy has a head, two eyes, and two hands, and so do I. That boy has a mouth and two legs, and so do I. I think he is my offspring!"
"… "
Several old men were arguing.
Fairy Zixia, who was standing by, looked at Linghu Qingzhu and asked in a low voice, "Qingzhu, is he destined to be with you?"
Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes, he actually knows how to use a sword."
On the stone platform, the great elder Wu Youzi held the list and began to announce the names of the top six disciples. Two of the disciples had already finished the second game, so they were ranked higher.
Next, they need to draw lots again to select the top three from the six disciples.
Then the top three disciples will compete with each other for the first, second and third places.
Luo Qingzhou simply raised his hand to quit, indicating that he was injured and could not play the next game.
Zhang Yuanshan had already lost in the first round.
Wu Youzi glanced at him and asked again, "Chu Feiyang, do you really want to quit? If you quit now, you will only get sixth place. Of course, the specific score still needs to be discussed and scored by the elders."
Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said, "I am already very satisfied that I can enter the top six. I really can't play the next game."
Seeing this, Wu Youzi said nothing more, nodded, and let him go.
Although Luo Qingzhou took the initiative to withdraw, when he left, Sun Jiang was still excited. He patted his shoulder and said, "Fei Yang, well done. It's already very good to be in the top six of the overall ranking. I thought it would be good for you to be in the top fifteen, but I didn't expect to get such a dazzling result. Also, you defeated the disciple in the late martial arts stage. You must be famous in the sect now."
Zhang Yuanshan and others also congratulated with smiles on their faces.
Sister Dao took a look at the wound on his abdomen and said, "Chu Feiyang, is your stomach okay? Go and bandage it."
Luo Qingzhou reached out and touched it, and heard a "hiss" sound. It was indeed a little painful.
Chu Xiaoxiao said angrily, "That Senior Sister Yun is so cruel. If Senior Brother Chu had been a little slower, she would have stabbed him in the stomach. Humph, she deserved to have her ribs broken by Senior Brother Chu. She asked for it."
Luo Qingzhou took out the ointment and applied it on his stomach, then took out some gauze and bandaged it simply.
You can't leave at this time.
The result will be announced in about half an hour.
Although he only got sixth place, he might steal the limelight from the first place soon.
To be honest, he really didn't want this to happen.
But only in this way did everyone know how much Lingxiao Sect valued him and that his identity had undergone tremendous changes.
In this way, Luo Changtian and the Jinyiwei will be afraid in the future and will not dare to cause trouble to him again.
It doesn't matter.
Anyway, he is Chu Feiyang, so let him be famous.
As he was thinking about things, he suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from the side. Turning around, he saw a pair of red eyes staring at him coldly like a ferocious beast.
Yun Wanrou, who had just been knocked unconscious by his punch, had woken up at this moment. She was being supported by the slightly plump female disciple. She stood there looking at him. The hypocritical tenderness and smile on her face had long disappeared, replaced by hatred and ferocity.
Her lofty dignity and face were trampled upon by him in front of her fellow brothers and sisters yesterday. Unexpectedly, she would not expect that it would be trampled upon again in front of everyone in the sect today.
More importantly, she is about to be selected as an inner disciple.
What will everyone think of her then
Will everyone suspect that she used a backdoor
So at this moment, her heart was filled with shame and hatred, and more uneasiness.
But she decided that as long as she could become an inner disciple, she could endure any rumors.
When the time comes, she will use her status as an inner disciple to take revenge!
“Zheng—”
On the ring, with swords flashing and sabers flying, the final competition began.