In the first round, Zi Yanzong dispatched the core players.
why
Aren't they afraid that when the time comes to compete for the spiritual mine, the core disciples will be weak
The resource of the first round of competition is the city, and the income generated is ordinary money.
Although the profit is huge, for the sect, even if it loses two cities, it is acceptable.
But if once the spirit mine is lost, it will be a little troublesome.
At present, the only spiritual mine in Tianshui Kingdom is in the hands of Qingyunzong.
It was three years ago that Su Ziyao took back from the Ziyanzong for Qingyunzong with one sword and one sword.
Before that, it had been controlled by Zi Yanzong.
"Qin Feng, the core player of Ziyanzong, come to learn."
Qin Feng and Feng Daoyu have similar cultivation bases, both of them are at the eighth level of martial arts, and they don't seem to have too terrifying aura.
But everyone has a bottom line in their hearts. The strength of a warrior is not judged by the cultivation base alone.
Just like the previous Hu Feng, the cultivation base is also no better than Feng Daoyu, but everyone knows the strength of the two.
In addition to realm, cultivation techniques, martial arts, and body techniques have a greater impact on strength.
Feng Daoyu's face was ugly, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Let me see what strength you have to become the core player of the Purple Flame Sect!"
boom!
The voice fell, and Feng Daoyu's body burst out with the wrath of King Kong, and his face was glowing with a brass-like color.
The body is like a sculpture, with clear water chestnuts, strong and tough.
"This is Dacheng's King Kong Fist!"
"This disciple of Qingyunzong is very strong. It is not easy to cultivate Vajra Fist to greatness."
"I heard that the practice of this boxing technique requires a lot of perseverance, and many people can't persevere to the end."
Seeing the vision on Feng Daoyu's body, the audience who originally thought he had no chance of winning.
They are all bright and complimented.
Bang bang bang!
Feng Daoyu gritted his teeth and flew over, throwing three punches in a row, each punching with a bang.
Like thunder on the ground, it resounded in all directions.
Unfortunately, every punch was easily dodged by Qin Feng and bombarded in the air.
"hateful!"
The three punches in a row were all empty, and Feng Daoyu was furious, and the speed of punching soared again.
The fists were like lightning, and the afterimages appeared quickly.
But he still couldn't touch the corner of Qin Feng's clothes, and the other party showed a teasing look on his face, and even stepped forward on purpose.
Then when Feng Daoyu was about to punch, he waved his long sleeves and floated away.
Not long after, Feng Daoyu threw more than 50 punches, and each punch was powerful.
Presumably after hitting it, it will make people very uncomfortable.
But unfortunately, it was impossible to hit a punch.
What's worse is that Qin Feng didn't even make a move, he just turned around and teased him.
Such a scene was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Ling Yunbu!"
"Isn't this the most difficult movement technique known as Ziyan Sect?"
"It's no wonder that Feng Daoyu can't even touch the corners of his clothes. It's not wrong to lose!"
Gradually, some people saw their eyebrows and recognized that the movement technique used by Qin Feng was Ling Yunbu, the most difficult to cultivate in the Ziyan Sect.
On the competition stage, Feng Daoyu was in a hurry.
He knew that he was no match for the opponent, but he never expected that he didn't even consume the opponent.
Thinking of the promise I made to Bai Yufan before going on the field, I feel even more sad.
"Qin Feng, don't run if you have a seed, are all the people in the Ziyan Sect all shrunken turtles!"
Frustrated, Feng Daoyu scolded loudly, just to anger the other party.
"Hehe, as you wish!"
boom!
Qin Feng, who retreated to the distance, smiled slightly, and his aura suddenly burst out.
The same is the realm of the seventh level of martial arts, but the momentum on his body is even more powerful.
The voice fell, the smile on his face converged, and he punched him.
"Flame Steel Fist!"
"Come on well, King Kong Defeats Demons!"
When Feng Daoyu saw this, he was overjoyed, and in the mad shouts, he displayed the Vajra Demon.
Bang Bang!
The two finally met head-on, and their fists were like beasts of steel. They collided together, and there was a loud noise like the explosion of a boiler.
boom!
The hot air waves produced a series of echoes, rushing violently in all directions.
The disciples from all directions watched the battle, and in the loud noise, their faces showed pain, and they quickly covered their ears.
But there are still people whose cultivation base is not enough, their blood is churning, and their eardrums burst.
Pfft!
When the heat wave dissipated, Feng Daoyu's clothes were tattered and his body was pitch black. As if struck by a thunderbolt, he was severely shaken and flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air.
After he fell to the ground, he lay upright on the ground and fell asleep on the spot, not knowing his life or death!
"Junior Brother Feng!"
Everyone in Qingyun exclaimed, and the core player Zhang Yue couldn't hold back and wanted to play directly.
"Don't move."
Bai Yufan gritted his teeth and stopped Zhang Yue.
He now understands that the other party just wants Qingyunzong to also send core players in this first round.
At that time, no one will be available when the spirit mine is competed.
"In this battle, Ziyanzong Qin Feng won, and if Qingyunzong sent people to fight, the two cities would belong to Ziyanzong."
The voice of Bai Qiushui, like the sound of nature, was unacceptable in the ears of the disciples of Qingyun Sect.
"Abstain."
Bai Tianming glanced at Bai Shaoyu's face, sighed, and said helplessly.
"Abstain from voting? That token, I am disrespectful."
With laughter, Qin Feng took off the tokens representing the two cities and returned to the Ziyan Sect to sit down.
Lin Yun sighed in his heart, all the disciples of the Purple Flame Sect are masters of manipulating people's hearts.
First, anger Feng Daoyu with his body technique, and after he consumes a lot, he will decide the outcome with one move.
Under the circumstances just now, Feng Daoyu had almost no chance of winning, but he thought that the other party was provoked by him.
It's a pity that he is an alternate player, and he has no choice but to help.
The four great competitions continued.
In the next three rounds, I don't know if the other three sects have discussed it, or if the Ziyan Sect has tasted the sweetness.
When they faced Qingyunzong, they sent their own core players.
It seems that the opponent has been bet on, and he does not dare to face the same core players.
As a result, without exception, two cities were seized from Qingyunzong.
After four rounds, Qingyunzong lost fifteen cities in a row and was divided up by the other three sects.
"Don't worry, as long as you keep the spirit mine and give Qingyunzong three more years, you can get everything you lost back!"
Bai Yufan's face was tough and he gritted his teeth.
At this time, anyone can see that the situation of Qingyunzong has reached the most difficult time.
If you lose control of the spirit mine in the next round, you will really lose everything.
Spirit mines can produce low-grade spirit stones.
And the spirit stone has a vital role in the martial artist, which is equivalent to the currency of the martial artist world. With the spirit stone, it is equivalent to having everything.
As long as the spirit mine is kept, the fifteen cities that were lost earlier can be accepted.
Can you really keep it
"Without Su Ziyao, Qingyunzong was immediately beaten back to its original shape..."
"The loss was too bad. I don't think their disciples are weak, but they just hit the routine and never dared to send core players."
"Being seen through the hole card, there is no way, everyone is betting that he will not dare."
"I think all the Jiangshan that Su Ziyao helped Qingyunzong won will be given away."
Under the stage, the warriors of Tianshui Kingdom talked a lot, and when they talked about Qingyunzong, they all shook their heads.
Bai Qiushui stood up and announced, "The battle for the city is over, and now I announce the start of the fifth round of the sect competition. This round has only one lottery, the Qingyun Sect Spirit Mine."
Clang!
The voice fell, and a token came out of his hand and stood on the top of the stone pillar.
The dazzling brilliance shines everywhere.
The token that symbolizes the spirit mine is dazzling and dazzling.
As soon as the token came out, the other three sect masters showed greed in their eyes.
The spirit mine is too important for a sect, and what it means, the sect masters are clear.
Bai Qiushui pondered: "The rules of the last round are different from the first four rounds. The sect can send up to three players to fight. Whoever can defeat all the remaining players of the sect will have this token and control Tianshui. The only spiritual mine in the country."
Such a rule is extremely detrimental to Qingyunzong.
The players of the Qingyun Sect will face the pressure of the wheel battle. If they cannot withstand the repeated challenges of the three major sects, they have to give up the spirit mine.
But in this world, nothing is fair.
Whoever grabs the spirit mine will face the other three sects in the same wheel battle three years later.
Back then, Su Ziyao only regained the Spirit Mine for Qingyunzong when he overwhelmed the audience with one sword and one person in these successive battles.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
For the major sects, the spirit mine is heavier than the crown, and it is more cruel and bloody.
In the last round, each family will fight to the end, fighting all the pieces in their hands.
"Qingyunzong Zhang Yue, please enlighten me from all sects!"
boom!
In a somewhat tragic atmosphere, the core players of Qingyunzong finally appeared for the first time.