The next day, early in the morning, many disciples from the seven sects had gathered on the competition field. The rematch was about to start today, and the disciples of each sect were full of confidence in the masters of their sect who entered the rematch. It was shocking in the first round. Lian Yunzong, who did not perform well in the first two circles, unexpectedly emerged three masters this time, and all of them entered the semi-finals with their best records. Coupled with the addition of Hai Long, they actually accounted for a quarter of the top sixteen. The number of seats ranked among the top seven. The other six sects that entered the top sixteen are two from Brahma Heart Sect, one from Lotus Flower Sect, three from Wuzhaoxian, two from Wentianliu, three from Yuanyueliu, and one from Qianhuigu. Among the sixteen disciples who entered the semi-finals, the three female cultivators who received the most attention were Yuhua and Yuping sisters from Lianyunzong and Tianqin from Qianhuigu. They all won very easily in the previous competitions, coupled with their beautiful appearance, they naturally became the objects of pursuit by the disciples of various sects. Today is the first day of the rematch, and the arena where the three of them are located has gathered the most popularity. Compared with them, Channel 8 of the Sea Dragon competition seemed much deserted. After the lottery, Hai Long's opponent in the first round of the rematch was a girl from the Wuzhao Xianshui sect. Neither of them was the favorite to win the championship. Naturally, the number of people who followed her would be much less. , and being a member of the Wuzhao Immortal, I am afraid that Hai Long will not attract a few spectators.
Landing lightly on the No. 8 competition platform, Shui Ling blinked and looked at his opponent. The opponent was dressed in Tsing Yi, and apart from being taller than the average person, there was nothing special about him at all. As soon as she thought that the other party was a supplement, Shui Ling was full of confidence in herself. After entering the semi-finals, five elders from each sect will jointly supervise the competition. The person in charge of refereeing the match between Shui Ling and Hai Long was Lian Shu, the suzerain of the Lotus Sect. After Lian Yunzong Jietian Taoist announced the start of the game in mid-air, Lian Shuyu waved his hand lightly, and placed three layers of Buddha power restraints one after another, indicating that the two can start.
Shui Ling emitted a faint blue light all over his body, and said to Hai Long, "Shui Ling, a disciple of Wuzhao Xian Shui Sect, will teach you."
Hai Long smiled slightly, and said, "Dao Yu, a disciple of Lianyun Zong Tianshi Daozun, please give me your advice."
Shui Ling's heart moved slightly. Although the opponent in front of him was not handsome, his smile was full of affinity, and his heart immediately felt a little fond. Before the match, several of her senior brothers and sisters had said that this Lian Yunzong disciple named Dao Yu was not good at speech and had a magic weapon like a stick. But at the moment, it seems that he is not as cold as others describe him. At the same time as the mind was spinning, Shui Ling summoned his own magic weapon, which was a crystal clear blue Ruyi. When the Shui Ling magic art was drawn, the blue Ruyi transformed into a layer of phantom in the air, and his body moved with the shadow. In an instant, Seven water spirits appeared in front of Hai Long. Seven streams of water-like soft light floated out at the same time, entwining towards Hai Long's body.
Hai Long was slightly startled, and secretly thought that those who entered the semi-finals were indeed masters. Although the opponent used a different clone technique than our own, they were able to instantly create phantoms that even he couldn't recognize, which showed their strength. Not daring to be negligent, Hai Long let out a low drink, his hands changed continuously, and a golden light lit up. Under Shui Ling's surprised gaze, a transparent golden light like a giant clock covered his body. Seven blue rays of light hit the golden mask at the same time, and the mask only fluctuated slightly, but was not affected by the attack. This mask was not formed by Hai Long's mana, but one of the three magic weapons given to him by Daoist Tianshi. It was called "Golden Bell Mask", which was a powerful defensive magic weapon. In this rookie contest, Hai Long used it for the first time.
Shui Ling's complexion changed slightly, and he stretched out his hands as he wished, blue rays of light bombarded the "golden bell cover" one after another, but the result was the same. Her attacks were futile. Hai Long secretly kneaded the spell in the golden bell cover, his cultivation base was above the water spirit, even if he continued to let the opponent attack like this, he would not suffer the slightest damage.
With a flash of light, the seven figures transformed by Shui Ling merged into one, she let out a soft chirp, and huge mana continuously poured into Lan Ruyi, obviously she was going to concentrate all her cultivation for the final blow. At this moment, Hai Long moved. Under the protection of the "golden bell cover", his body rushed up like an arrow. The small iron rod became longer in an instant, and suddenly moved forward, reaching Ruyi directly in front of Shui Ling.
Shui Ling was gathering mana, seeing Hai Long rushing, but he didn't panic in the slightest, "Water is like a sword, and a sword is like water. Congeal ice sword, rise up." A faint blue light lit up, and in Shui Ling's proud smile, he suddenly turned to Hai Long came here, this is her most proud magic weapon, the previous concentration of mana was just for Hai Long to see. She just wanted to take advantage of Hai Long's attack to break through the "golden bell" defense in one fell swoop. On the surface, Hai Long has completely fallen into a passive state. This ice-condensing sword is a top-grade magic weapon of Wuzhao Immortal Water Sect. Although it is not a fairy weapon, it has reached the level of a top-grade treasure. Defense, its attack is sharper.
Lian Shu on the supervisory platform shook her head lightly, and said in a low voice, "Shui Ling lost." Yes, when Ning Bingjian was about to cut off the golden bell cover, Shui Ling found out in horror that the rushing man in front of him The figure that came turned into an illusion, and his Ningbing sword cut in the air. She suddenly realized that the other party had used the avatar technique. Just about to turn around and attack with Ruyi in his hands, but his shoulders are as hard to move as if there is a heavy burden on his shoulders. The black body of the small iron stick appeared on Shui Ling's shoulders, even if he didn't push it with force, the weight of ten thousand catties alone would not be able to bear by Shui Ling. Her feet went limp, and just as she was about to kneel to the ground, the burden on her shoulders suddenly disappeared. Hai Long appeared in front of her again, and said with a smile, "Senior Sister, I've accepted." From the start of the Seven Rookie Contest until now, this can be said to be the most peaceful ending. No one was injured on both sides, and the competition ended in such a smooth way. .
Shui Ling stood there in despair, her Ning Bingjian cut deeply into the stage, she knew that she didn't lose in cultivation, but in tactics, so she took a deep look at Hai Long and said: "Can you tell me when you summoned the clone and when it came behind me."
Hai Long still smiled, and said: "Senior Sister was too careless just now. When you summoned the flying sword, I was a little negligent. I was the avatar summoned at that time. As for how to reach the back of Senior Sister, that is my sect's secret method." , I can’t explain it. In fact, if the senior sister can stabilize her mood, she should be able to notice it. The younger brother is really playing tricks, so the senior sister doesn’t have to worry about it.”
Shui Ling snorted, and said: "If you lose, you lose. But don't be complacent. If I have a chance in the future, I will naturally learn your Taoism again." After speaking, he recalled his Ningbing Sword and floated down the ring. The Wuzhaoxian disciples in the audience naturally understood that Hai Long was showing mercy just now, otherwise Shui Ling would have been seriously injured. His sympathy for fragrance and jade immediately won the favor of these Wuzhaoxian disciples.
After receiving the number plate from Lian Shu, Hai Long saluted the five elders who supervised the competition and floated off the stage. Today's eight games, his side is the first to end.
"Brother, let's go over there and have a look. It seems that Yuhua and her opponent fought very hard!" Hong Zhi's voice sounded beside Hai Long. Hai Long looked in the direction Hong Zhi pointed. Sure enough, clusters of dazzling rays of light erupted from the control station where Yuhua was not far away, making the control system tremble.
"Come on, let's go over and have a look." The two quickly walked to the periphery of the competition stage where Yuhua was. The crowds of people who had already gathered there poured mana into their eyes, and Hai Long could barely see the situation inside the restricted area on the stage. Yuhua is commanding three magic weapons at the same time, and is fighting hard with her opponent. That was a Brahma Heart Sect disciple, just like when Hai Long started to deal with Shui Ling just now, he only defended but did not attack. Layers of solid defense restrictions are as solid as mountains under the support of two defensive Buddhist artifacts. No matter how Yuhua attacks, he cannot break his defense.
Among the surrounding crowd, Hai Long saw Dao Ling who had not entered the rematch, walked up to him, and asked, "How is the situation?"
Dao Ling took a look at Hai Long. He obviously didn't like this junior, and didn't ask him how the result of the competition was. He said anxiously: "Junior Sister Yuhua is a little out of order today, and her Taoism is in a mess. She used the Clone Technique, There are seven or eight kinds of Dao methods such as the Fixed Body Curse, Ten Thousand Swords Jue, and Zhenshan Method. Although the strength is obviously superior to that of the opponent, it has not been able to win so far. If this continues, after her mana is consumed to a certain extent, I am afraid that today The ending will be very pessimistic." In his heart, Yuhua is Lian Yunzong's greatest hope for this competition, if she loses, Lian Yunzong may miss the championship again this year.
Hai Long's heart trembled slightly, and he thought to himself: Could it be that Yuhua's abnormality has something to do with me? Just don't affect her future cultivation because of me. Thinking of this, Hai Long had an idea, and said to Yuhua on the stage through sound transmission: "Junior Sister, I have already won the competition. Don't you think your cultivation is very advanced? Why are you still fighting with the opponent?" Although the competition The restraints arranged on the stage did not have the effect of isolating the sound, but using the method of sound transmission to penetrate the restraints and input them into Yuhua's ears still cost Hai Long a lot of mana. The chief referee on the supervisory stage is the master of the Wuzhao Immortal Fire Sect. His eyes flashed and he glanced at Hai Long. Hai Long only felt the golden core in his body tremble, and his whole body felt a scorching heat. He was startled and hurriedly lowered his head. go.
Yuhua on the stage trembled when she heard Hai Long's voice, and suddenly stopped her stormy attack. She moved her hands quickly in front of her chest, and she quickly input one spell after another into the air in front of her. The Brahma Heart Sect disciple suddenly lost the pressure, and he couldn't help but hesitated for a moment. In just this time, Yuhua has completed more than ten Dao Jue.
Dao Ling said excitedly: "Junior Brother Daoyu, look quickly, Junior Sister is going to use Daoist Zhiyun's characteristic Taoism." Sure enough, Dao Ling's voice fell, and the ball of veil that attacked the opponent in the air before The magic weapon gathered in front of Yuhua, and a thin layer of mist floated up. Hai Long could clearly see that sweat had already oozed from Yuhua's temples, which obviously consumed a lot of mana.
The Brahma Heart Sect disciple also saw that something was wrong, so he didn't dare to be negligent. With a wave of his Zen stick in his hand, seven bodhi beads that shone with green light floated out, and came towards the jade flower cover in the shape of the Big Dipper.
Yuhua did not control the other two magic weapons floating in the air to block the opponent's attack, the blue light all over her body suddenly flourished, and a cold voice sounded: "The cloud opens and the fog breaks—cloud—decision—." The cold voice shocked In the hearts of everyone present, the veil-like magic weapon suddenly expanded, covering the entire competition stage like a big net with white mist in an instant. Everything inside the restriction became blurred, even with Hai Long's extraordinary eyesight, he couldn't see what happened inside. The last thing he saw was that the seven jasper bodhi beads were swallowed by the magic weapon that had turned into a net.
The competition stage shook violently, and there was a continuous booming sound, and the Brahma Heart Sect disciple uttered a few angry shouts. Suddenly, all the clouds and mist suddenly lit up, turning from white to blue, and finally to blue. There was another violent tremor, and the five supervisor elders on the stage all stood up. A scream sounded, and the cloud and mist disappeared out of thin air in an instant. The Brahma Heart Sect disciple fell to the ground, a few strands of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and the two magic weapons fell to the ground in a dull state. Obviously, he had already lost. Yuhua stood opposite him, panting slightly, her pretty face turned pale. She found Hai Long's figure in the crowd, and gave Hai Long a provocative look, as if telling him that I had already won.
After the first day of the rematch, except for Dao Yan who was seriously injured and lost to Yi Fengxing's gun among the four disciples of Lian Yunzong who participated in the competition, the other three disciples of Lian Yunzong all returned home triumphantly. After occupying three seats in the top eight, Jie Tian Dao Zun was obviously in a good mood. He called the three of Hai Long to his room and encouraged them to make persistent efforts and strive for good results.
Out of Jietian Taoist's room, Yuhua didn't even look at Hai Long, and pulled her sister back to her room. Hai Long knew that what she said that day had already greatly hurt her self-esteem. With a helpless sigh, he turned and walked towards Dao Yan's room. Dao Yan lived with Dao Ling, seeing his appearance, Hai Long couldn't help being startled, Dao Yan's face was as pale as paper, there was no trace of blood on his lips, the light in his eyes had long since disappeared, like an ordinary person who was seriously ill . Dao Ling was feeding him water, when he saw Hai Long coming in, he hurriedly gave up his seat.
Hai Long frowned and sat beside Dao Yan, and said, "Brother, how is your body?"