The sky is clear, the morning sun is rising, and the morning fog has not dispersed.
This is a vast open space, which has long been cleaned up by the Qinglu Sword Sect, leaving only a few tall elm trees with lush branches.
Although it is said to be at the foot of Chongming Mountain, it is still a long way from the mountain. Only faintly can see the shadow of the towering mountains in the clouds and mist. There are people who are fighting today, and they all come very early. The disciples of various sects were arranged five feet away from the ring, separated by wooden fences, with the captain sitting at the front, and the rest of the disciples standing behind. Looking from a distance, under the four huge rectangular stone platforms, there are crowds of dark crowds. Another ten feet away, the people who came earlier than those sent by the various sects were the people of Yecheng. Before dawn, I came to the grass hut built a few days ago, brought tea and snacks, took a good position on the hillside, and eagerly waited for the opening. However, it is not the time when there are the most people. In the first round of the Folding Flower Club, many people will not watch the game without missing a beat. As the host of the Qinglu Sword Sect, only one half-step Mahayana elder has been dispatched these days to sit in the easternmost part of the stand to guard against an unexpected situation in Bidou. Duan Chongxuan is not the first. So Yin Biyue and the three stood behind Elder Cheng Xipingfeng and in front of the rest of the Cangya Mountain disciples? Looking at the four people who just jumped up on the ring.
The first two games today were really nothing to watch. They were all small sects with little fame and disciples who had barely reached the stage of concentration. With the passage of time, except for the Yecheng people who were amazed and applauded by the fire and haze, the elders and disciples in the stands were a little less interested. The only group of Lianjian Sect was against the Qinglu Sword Sect, and because of the disparity in strength, it was over in less than a cup of tea.
Yin Biyue looked very carefully, especially the Qinglu Sword Sect. He watched how the disciple's sword took off, how it went sideways, and how it struck horizontally, breaking the 'mountains and rivers' of the Lianjian Sect. He saw the movement of his steps and the angle of Shen's wrist, and deduced in the sea of consciousness how much the same swordsmanship would be performed if it was Zhong Shan in the late barrier-breaking stage.
At this moment, there was a commotion in Bao Puzong's team, the crowd separated from both sides, and a disciple came out. He saluted his elders, and he also nodded to He Lai who was standing behind the elders. The elder smiled with a wrinkled face and patiently instructed him.
When Bao Puzong came, he also split into two paths, one led by He Lai, and the other followed the elders and rode the only flying boat in the sect.
The difference between this group of people is not that their realm is higher than others, but that they are all relatives of the elders in the Baopu sect or the children of noble families. Li Lin is the only son of an elder. The deacon of the Qinglu Sword Sect shouted, "Ring No. 3, Cangya Mountain Duan Chongxuan vs. Bao Puzong Li Lin..." The voice spread far and wide, and the audience immediately became lively. Some of the boring disciples just now cheered up in an instant.
Just as someone exclaimed, "Duan Chongxuan? Someone from Xi Huafeng? Sword Saint disciple?" Someone lowered his voice to explain his confusion, "This person, it is said that Mr. Zhang Yuan sent a letter of recommendation to Xi Huafeng. , Juggernaut and Mr. are good friends, this face still has to be given... but it can only be regarded as a nominal apprentice." The person who asked the question did not care about the loss, but he said, "But tomorrow I will see the real Juggernaut. Disciple comes on stage... Look at Cangya Mountain, that white-haired boy is Yin Biyue, he is the second disciple of Sword Saint, the second sword-wielding disciple!" There was also a lot of discussion about the other side of the battle. Obviously some people have heard of this name, "Li Lin? His father is Li Changhong who holds Pu Zong?" Some people have a bitter look on their faces, "To be honest, I am most afraid of meeting this kind of person. There are too many good things to protect the body, Who knows what it is!? It’s hard to win with a cultivation base higher than him!” There is a more well-informed one, “Isn’t that his mother also came from a big family?” He snickered at this point, “He wasn’t before the age of eight. Do you still have a nickname, 'Hengduan Mountain's Little Overlord'?" There is no doubt that this match is the biggest highlight of the day.
Li Lin jumped onto the ring, looked around under the stage, settled on the position of Cangya Mountain, opened his mouth and smiled. That smile made people very uncomfortable, in addition to arrogance, but also disdain.
He is naturally no longer a 'Hengduan Mountain's little overlord'. Eight feet in length, muscular muscles and dark yellow skin. The eyebrows were originally straight, but because of the arrogant squinting and the contemptuous pouting for many years, the mouth became a little slanted. However, he was burly and had a heavy sword on his back. Standing on the ring in this way, his condescending glance was still very intimidating.
At this time, Duan Chongxuan brushed the hem of his robe, and Shi Shiran walked up to the stage. Today, he is wearing Cang Ya's standard Taoist robe, but he is different from other disciples. The fabric is slippery, the workmanship is fine, and the moiré pattern on the cuffs, as he walks around, seems to be in circulation. The hair is tied with a jade crown, and the waist is tied with a silver belt. It looks like wide shoulders and narrow waist, and a long body. When standing beside Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan with this kind of Qingyue demeanor,? It doesn't look particularly outstanding.
But when he stood opposite Li Lin, it formed a sharp contrast, the difference between clouds and mud.
The first to go crazy was the female nun of Lianjian Sect. Some of these bold and bold girls screamed directly. When the Lianjian Sect elder turned his head and glared at them, he came to his senses and realized that it was embarrassing just now. But he still blushed and whispered, "Where does his family live?"
"How many people are in the family?"
"Have you ever been married?"
"… "
Yin Biyue remained silent.
Did you make a mistake? Is the chatter the protagonist? Looking at this appearance, it has the effect of its own halo-
Or is it that the three views of Lianjian people are to look at their faces
When the two of them met on the stage, Li Lin was a little perfunctory, but Duan Chongxuan was not leaking. Then he stood up, folded his fan and pointed, "Please enlighten me."
It is like making way for Bao Puzong on the Panlong Ridge.
This kind of bearing obviously made the female nuns in Lianjian even more excited. But it was not favored by the elders who were sitting upright. The realm of the two is similar, and it is very unwise to take the initiative to give up the opportunity to shoot. It is no longer self-confidence, but arrogance.
The disciples of Baopuzong booed.
Li Lin didn't speak, he wasn't stupid, and he wouldn't refuse again because of his temperament. On the contrary, Duan Chongxuan's behavior made him feel ridiculous.
So he drew his sword and slashed straight!
A golden light appeared on the ring!
It was a heavy sword of 1000 jin. The body of the sword was engraved with complicated rune formations.
His move is simple and unpretentious, there is no false trick, only the majestic true essence is poured out.
Someone in the audience knew the goods and exclaimed, "It really is a good thing!"
Forging such a sword requires at least five years of hard work by two swordsmiths and talismans above Theravada realm. It can be seen how much Li Changhong loves his only son and has high hopes for him.
The female nuns of Lianjian Sect have held their breath, as if the young people on the stage facing this sword are their relatives and friends.
Yin Biyue was suddenly worried.
Thinking about it now, he has never seen chatter practice. If you are facing this sword yourself, you will not take it hard. The best way is to use the third style of the Cold Water Sword to switch from defense to attack...
No, no, I wouldn't let Li Lin out of the sword at all!
The best way to face this swift sword is to be faster than your opponent.
Not only Yin Biyue, many people are thinking, if it was himself, how would he take this sword
However, none of them expected that in front of Duan Chongxuan, a flaming wall of fire appeared out of thin air!
"He's a spiritual practitioner?! What kind of exercise is that? Why is it so fast!"
"No... there is no trick, not even a little bit of real energy fluctuation!"
Someone with sharp eyes shouted, "It's not a cultivation technique, it's a burning talisman!"
"Burning talisman?! Really burning talisman?!"
Yin Biyue was relieved.
He knew about Duan Chongxuan's burning talisman. On the way they came, Duan Hualao also used the burning talisman to clean up the cave, which is very useful for no ash and no smoke.
At first he was shocked. Even if the flames at the time were far from being this big.
In the 'Age of All Saints', it was common for practitioners to use talismans as if they were meditating. At that time, the power of a talisman could break mountains and split rocks. But in the 'era of the end of the law' millions of years later, the method of making talismans has never been passed down. Up to now, practitioners who are proficient in rune formations, at most, engrave runes on weapons, far from condensing the power of ten thousand into a thin rune paper.
In the black market, occasionally a talisman that was brought out of the ancient ruins, but its power was not dissipated, was immediately fired to invaluable value.
So even if they saw it with their own eyes, many people still didn't want to believe that it was really a burning talisman.
Li Lin took out a black shield from the 'Qiankun sleeve' and turned the fire away, and cracked lines appeared on the black shield immediately. Without hesitation, he slashed with another sword! A phantom of a gossip formation appeared in the golden light! Go straight to Duan Chongxuan! ! The crowd exclaimed, "Baopu Bagua Sword!"
The elder holding Pu Zong smiled slightly.
He recognized that it was a burning talisman, but so what, using the precious talisman paper in the first round of competition, this person is either incompetent or stupid. No matter what kind it is, is it possible that he can still take out the second and third talismans? Then his smile froze.
Because Duan Chongxuan had a slightly yellowed talisman paper between his fingers, swaying in the cool summer breeze.
Fire up again! Skyrocket!
Li Lin's sword was instantly engulfed by fire!
This time Duan Chongxuan's movements slowed down enough for everyone to see clearly. The pot exploded in an instant.
"It's really a burning talisman! He has two burning talismans!"
"The way of heaven is above! How expensive is this thing!"
"Three thousand gold, eight hundred spirit stones, seventy Dendrobium sharks, a large manor with a treasure of feng shui..." Li Lin's eyes widened in disbelief. He also has a talisman, which was given to him by his father. But who would have thought that as soon as this person took the stage, he would use two in a blink of an eye. The fire is imminent!
He threw out a big bell without hesitation!
"Dark Crow and Twilight Bell... tsk, what a good thing..."
But with the burning talisman first, this rare defensive magic weapon did not cause much sensation.
In addition to the pain in Li Lin's flesh, he is more angry! A wealth of wealth and a lot of magical tools were originally his greatest advantage.
But he didn't believe that Duan Chongxuan would have another talisman! When this person runs out of talisman paper, he will be cut down by his own sword!
The golden light of the sword's potential reflected his scarlet eyes, and he was already in disarray.
So the above scenario repeats itself.
Whenever Li Lin's sword slashed over, Duan Chongxuan casually threw out a talisman. Dissolve the sword potential and then deplete the opponent's magic weapon.
The people in the audience went from shocked to speechless.
The Cangya Mountain disciples and the female cultivators of Lianjian Zong forgot to joke, and even Baopu Zong forgot to curse.
In the distance, the people of Yecheng looked at the sky-high fire, and they applauded loudly.
The half-step Mahayana elder of the Qinglu Sword Sect began to concentrate on his calculations, and his face suddenly turned pale!
The battle of the other three arenas has stopped for some time, and no one has reminded them.
On and off the stage, everyone looked at one after another, as if there were endless burning talismans!
The raging fire ignited out of thin air again and again!
Li Lin, who was facing the fire, became more and more angry!
The flames came, and Li Lin retreated with his sword!
However, it was too late, and the flames rolled up along the tip of the sword!
His true essence was rapidly consumed in the sword stance, and the magic weapon was continuously damaged under the burning talisman.
But he has lost his mind!
It wasn't until a water curtain appeared in front of him that he realized that it was the water talisman he threw out just now.
His father left him behind. The last magic weapon on his body.
When he looked up, he saw Duan Chongxuan swinging his folding fan and smiled slightly.
It was like being splashed with cold water on his head, and he only then realized that every inch of the meridians on his body were in severe pain as if they had been scorched by fire. That's because if you keep using the sword, the real essence has been used up, and if you continue to use it, it will damage the bones and veins.
Then the fire broke out again, and Li Lin was directly burned and fell off the ring.
The dizzy Baopuzong disciple also reacted and scolded,
"Go on stage to fight! Just relying on the talisman paper! It's shameless! Extremely shameful!"
If they were the ones who pressed people with their instruments, then the scene at this time was definitely showing off how profound the sect was. However, when this method was used on himself, he felt extremely embarrassed.
Duan Chongxuan smiled lightly.
The tall elm tree by the table rustled in the breeze, and its shattered shadows fell on him.
It seems that there has never been a fight here, and there is no golden light and fire. There is only one handsome young man, smiling like the breeze and the moon in his arms.
He smiled and asked, "How can such a person be worth my shot?"
Before the Cangya Mountain disciples came and applauded, there was a burst of cheers from the Lianjian Sect!
"Senior Brother Duan! Senior Brother Duan!!"
"Senior Brother Duan, look here!!"
"Is Senior Brother Duan married?!"
This time, the elders of Lianjian narrowed their eyes, but failed to suppress the madness.
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Many years later, Duan Chongxuan became a big man.
This playful fight was also recorded in the history books, with the words 'eclectic'.
But nowadays, there are no such euphemistic and implicitly flattering words. People at the foot of Chongming Mountain and in Yechengjing will mostly say 'incredible', 'is it true' and... 'too rich'.
Duan Chongxuan... Created a new style of folding flower club.