Tian Qin and Huo Lie only fought once. As soon as Huo Lie came up, he summoned his fire-attributed flying sword and launched a stormy attack on Tian Qin. Tian Qin just stood there quietly, the bamboo hat on her head was not taken off, her hands danced gracefully like butterflies wearing flowers, circles of yellow ripples floated out, in this seemingly weak mana, the fiery His flying sword was as if it encountered ice and snow, and the burning sensation disappeared in an instant. Tian Qin's figure moved forward like a dream, and a fluttering palm was printed on Huo Lie's chest. Huo Lie was still sluggish until he was shot down from the competition platform. He couldn't understand why Tian Qin restrained his explosive flying sword without using any magic weapon. From the beginning to the end of the game, it only lasted more than ten seconds. Although Tian Qin was obviously lenient, Huo Lie couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The three elders on the stage seemed to be very surprised, and they exchanged a few words, the deity of the Brahma Heart Sect in the center said: "The first competition Tianqin won." The audience immediately cheered, obviously the disciple of Qianhuigu was here Cheer for Tianqin excitedly. After Tian Qin saluted slightly to the three supervising elders, she floated down to where she was standing before taking the stage. In fact, Huo Lieben is not that weak, he can represent Wuzhaoxian to participate in this rookie competition, he is also an elite in the Fire Sect, but Tian Qin defuses his flying sword attack too easily, so that he reacts slowly under surprise Some, that's why they were knocked off the stage so quickly.
Hai Long felt a beating in his heart, Tian Qin's strength greatly weakened his original confidence, especially, Tian Qin didn't even use magic weapons in this match. With her current cultivation base, if she uses the Jiuxianqin, can she resist it
"The second match. Lianyun Zong Daoyu, Wentianliu Yifengxing. The participating disciples come to the stage." A handsome figure circled slightly in the air and landed on the stage. The warrior outfit set off his tall and straight figure and handsome face, which immediately aroused applause from the disciples of Yuanyueliu and Wentianliu in the audience. Some of the female disciples of the Yuan Yueliu even shouted Yi Fengxing's name, their excitement was evident, and they didn't look like they were cultivators. The shouts of "Autumn Wind Golden Killing and Wentian Spear" almost resounded throughout the audience. Yi Fengxing is one of Wen Tianliu's most outstanding disciples. Not only is his appearance excellent, but his cultivation base is indeed profound. With more than 900 years of practice time, he has reached the stage of the initial burden. He was hailed as a genius by the suzerain of Tianliu.
"Dao Yu, Lian Yunzong Dao Yu is on stage." The elders on the supervisory stage shouted again. It wasn't long before Hai Long got the title of Dao Yu, and it wasn't until the elder supervisor called out for the third time that he realized it. Hurry up and jump onto the ring. Due to the haste, his appearance on stage was incomparable to that of Yi Fengxing, and there were few disciples of Lianyun Sect, Wuzhaoxian, Wentianliu, and Yuanyueliu disciples burst into laughter. The sound of ridicule continued to sound. Hai Long was already a little nervous, but in this situation he felt even more trembling. Standing opposite Yi Fengxing, he was completely compared in terms of stature and appearance. Yi Fengxing smiled and said: "Young Lianyun Zong, don't be nervous, I will show mercy." A silver light flashed in his hand, and a brilliant silver spear fell into his hand. With a wave of the hand, the forceful spirit burst out of the air, making a whining business. Seeing the other party's confident expression, Hai Long suddenly became angry, and said in a strange way: "Senior brother, don't show mercy, I'm afraid you are still not my opponent." As soon as Fa Jue was drawn, Qixiu Sword burst out, bringing a The misty blue light quietly floated in front of Hai Long. Seeing this flying sword, Tian Qin in the audience was visibly shaken, and the green spirit stone on Qixiu Sword finally made her recognize Hai Long's identity. Gently lifted up the bamboo hat, revealing the snow-white skin on the delicate face, a hint of surprise flashed in the nimble eyes.
After hearing Hai Long's words, Yi Fengxing couldn't help frowning slightly, anger flashed through his eyes, and he said confidently: "In this case, let's see the real chapter under our hands. Please."
Hai Long didn't care about etiquette, and under the guidance of Jue Jue, the Qixiu Sword shone brightly. Hai Long murmured: "Ten thousand swords are drawn, destroying demons and demons." Thousands of sword shadows instantly enveloped the whole place like an explosion. With the support of Hai Long's powerful mana, the competition stage covered Yi Fengxing overwhelmingly. It is Lian Yunzong's unique skill Wan Jianjue.
The audience became completely silent, they were greatly surprised by the way Hai Long used. No one thought that this seemingly inconspicuous disciple of Lian Yunzong could use such a large-scale attack spell.
A look of surprise flashed in Yi Fengxing's eyes, but he didn't panic, a layer of light silver mask radiated from his chest, the silver gun in his hand flicked, and he still held it in his hand, a cluster of fine gunshots drifted away. Get out, and protect your body tightly in it.
This is Hai Long's first time using Wan Jian Jue. The golden energy in his body circulates rapidly. Under Hai Long's deliberate control, only part of the magic power is input into the Seven Swords. This golden energy was named God Power by Hai Long. In his mind, the so-called gods, gods, and gods are before the gods, and his mana is neither the cultivation of Taoism nor the Buddha's spirit, so he named it.
The ban on the competition stage was activated, although Wan Jianjue's attack was not weak, but Yi Fengxing's defense was extremely tight, seeming to defuse attack after attack with ease.
A sinister smile appeared on Hai Long's face, and when he turned around, a cloud of white mist flew out of his arms and rushed towards Yi Fengxing. Yi Fengxing was slightly taken aback, and then smiled instantly. Although he saw that this was an offensive magic weapon, it was obviously not very powerful. Taking advantage of the moment Wan Jianjue's power disappeared, a silver shield appeared in his hand.
"Roar—" the dragon chant sounded, and the white mist released by Hai Long turned into a dragon shape in the air, and it hit Yi Fengxing's silver shield with its teeth and claws. It was the magic dragon. Although the magic dragon's attack is not very strong, if it directly attacks him, Yi Fengxing will still be injured. In order not to damage his heroic image, he has to wave his silver shield again and again to resist the magic dragon's attack. attack. During this period, Hai Long released Wanjianjue twice, but that silver shield is obviously a good magic weapon, neither Wanjianjue nor Huanlong can surpass the thunder pool one step.
Suddenly, when Hai Long was leisurely watching his Wan Jianjue attacking the enemy, Yi Fengxing yelled angrily, the silver shield suddenly disappeared, and the surging mana burst out suddenly, and he rushed into Wan Jianjue with his body and spear together. Among them, the body of Huanlong was pierced by the silver light, and his magic power disappeared immediately and he returned to Hai Long's arms. Under the protection of surging silver mana, Yi Fengxing was not afraid of Wan Jianjue's attack at all, and just attacked Hai Long's body like a whirlwind. Hai Long didn't panic, he knew that he had to win for the fairy artifact rewarded in the competition. The smirk on his face was gone. Under the blowing of the strong wind, his long black hair was constantly fluttering, and he pinched his hands with each other, and a group of blue light condensed into shape, concentrated between his chest and abdomen. His body stood tall on the stage, as solid as a mountain.
"Use the wind as the guide, and the earthquake as the knot. Tianxin Taoist method, shakes the yin and absorbs the yang. Break." A blue light ball with a diameter of one foot flew out, meeting Yi Fengxing's attack like a real body. Hai Long's two-handed technique changed continuously. The eyes suddenly turned into two colors, one red and one blue, the red light in the left eye and the blue light in the right eye were constantly flashing, and there was a faint light in the center of the brow, and the mana was continuously injected into the energy ball with the Tianxin determination method. The so-called left eye is the sun, right eye is the moon, and the sun and the moon meet at the center of the eyebrows, this is the heart of heaven. If there is a master of Lian Yunzong, he will immediately recognize that Hai Long has obtained the essence of Tianxin Jue operation. In fact, he just transformed the divine power in his body into mana according to the Tianxinjue cultivation method.
A strange light suddenly lit up in Yi Fengxing's eyes, and he rushed forward with the same momentum. The air in the space he flew through was slightly distorted, obviously he had raised his mana to the limit.
Hai Long looked at Yi Fengxing coldly. He clearly knew that his mana was obviously superior to the opponent's. The energy ball condensed by Tianxin Jue could definitely defuse Yi Fengxing's attack. In order not to expose his strength too early, he did not He didn't attack with all his strength, nor did he use his powerful magic weapons.
The silver whirlwind was about to come into contact with the energy ball floating in front of Hai Long. At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a bright red light suddenly came from the whirlwind transformed by Yi Fengxing like a breakthrough, and everyone shouted in surprise. In the middle, the cyan energy ball transformed by Hai Long split into two, and the silver whirlwind completely swallowed his body. With a loud bang, Hai Long's whole body flashed with blue light. In the crisis, Tian Mingyi played its due role. However, because there was no preparation, Hai Long's body was thrown upside down under the huge momentum, and Yi Fengxing's huge mana crazily eroded the meridians in his body. He couldn't help but spat out a mouthful of blood, and when Hai Long stood on time, he found that he had fallen outside the stage. He froze, completely froze.
Yi Fengxing floated down on the edge of the stage, with a smug expression on his face, holding his silver gun high, and stage three was immediately drowned out by cheers.
"I lost, did I just lose like this?" Hai Long stood there blankly, the mana that had invaded his body had been completely dispelled by Tianmingyi and Tiantianjing under the natural force of God, but he knew, I still lost, completely lost. Lose on their own carelessness.
"In the second match, Wentian Liuyi Fengxing won. In the third match..." Hai Long only felt a blur around him, and his heart was full of depression. The first match, this is just the first match! As for himself, he lost just like that. Compared with Tian Qin's easy victory, what does this count as
A warm energy flowed into Hai Long's body, he subconsciously looked back, and saw Hong Zhi standing quietly beside him, he didn't speak, but his eyes were full of concern.
Hai Long murmured: "I lost." Hong Zhi patted him on the shoulder, "This is just the beginning, just be careful tomorrow, I believe, the final victory will belong to you."
Hai Long sighed softly, glanced at Tian Qin who was looking at him not far away, and whispered: "Let's go back." No longer watching the rest of the game, he left the game with Hong Zhi in loneliness and depression site. Yi Fengxing had already exited the ring triumphantly surrounded by many fellow disciples, he didn't even look at Hai Long, he was full of victorious attitude.
The competition lasted all morning, and the round robin competition on the first day ended like this. Among the six participating disciples of Lian Yunzong, all except Hai Long won.
Night fell. Hai Long stood alone on a rock at the back of the main peak of Xianzhao, staring at the mist that seemed to be close in front of him, his heart was blank. Today's defeat hit him hard. The match that he could obviously win ended in failure, he didn't blame Yi Fengxing for suddenly using a powerful magic weapon, he only blamed himself for being careless and self-satisfied. Hong Zhi wanted to come out with him, but he refused. He just wants to be alone now. Standing on the rock, he didn't think about anything, letting the damp air beat against his body.
"Om." A pleasant voice sounded, waking Hai Long up from his sluggishness. He turned his head suddenly and found a yellow figure not far behind him.
Tian Qin's bamboo hat has long been taken off, and her slender and soft hands are holding the amber-like Nine Immortal Qin, and the outermost red strings are trembling slightly, obviously the sound comes from this.
Hai Long said indifferently: "If you are here to laugh at me, you can leave. If you are here to pity me, I don't need it."
Tian Qin lightly moved her lotus steps, and walked slowly to Hai Long's side, a faint smile appeared on her face, and a soft voice sounded, "Want to hear me play a song about neon clothes?"
Hai Long's body shook, and there was a strange light in his eyes, he just looked at Tian Qin, and Tian Qin just looked back at him faintly. After a while, Hai Long sighed softly, shook his head slowly, and said, "No, thank you. I think I will definitely hear your piano sound in the competition in the near future. At that time, I hope you will not show mercy."
Tian Qin smiled slightly and said, "I never thought of letting you. Are you unwilling to lose today?"
Hai Long shook his head again and said: "No, there is nothing to be unwilling to do. If you lose, you lose. But I didn't lose to that Yi Fengxing. I lost to myself. Tian Qin, can you see my cultivation?"
Tian Qin turned her eyes to the dreamlike cloud and said, "I can't. But my intuition tells me that you are not that simple. I have a sentence to give you. Do you want to hear it?"
Hai Long looked at Tian Qin's side face, felt her tenderness different from the first time they met, and nodded foolishly: "I want to hear it."