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- ??Each contestant has a seat, surrounded by the four sides of the B-shaped platform, connected to form a circular circle.
Zhang Ruochen had just found his seat and sat down when a person on the left let out a deep laugh: "You dare to participate in the sword competition of the Eighth Transformation of Fish and Dragon at a young age. Do you think too highly of yourself, or do you think you look down too much on us?" senior?"
Zhang Ruochen turned his head and glanced at the man, feeling a little familiar.
After thinking about it carefully, I immediately remembered that this person seemed to be one of Qi Feiyu's suitors, whom he had met at the foot of the Ancient God Mountain.
So, Zhang Ruochen looked at the name on his seat and saw a wooden sign hanging on it with three words "Xie Yunfan" written on it.
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "It's just a sword fight, why should Senior Xie get so angry?"
Xie Yunfan was holding a green knife and shaving his beard. The light from the knife reflected on Zhang Ruochen's neck from time to time, leaving white marks.
He said: "Don't think that your talent in swordsmanship is good, so you dare not take the monks of the eighth fish-dragon transformation in your eyes. When you stand on the battlefield, you will understand the gap between you and the monks of the eighth fish-dragon transformation." How big.¡±
For such a self-righteous person, Zhang Ruochen just shook his head, closed his eyes, and said no more.
The sword competition of the Eighth Transformation of Fish and Dragon is already quite heavyweight. It can be said that anyone who dares to sign up to participate has the potential to challenge the semi-saints.
Therefore, the senior leaders of the Liangyi Sect attached great importance to this and at the same time dispatched five Half-Saint Patriarchs to sit at Zhiyuling Mountain to supervise the sword competition.
Lin Yue¡¯s master, Zixia Half-Saint, was surprisingly among them.
In fact, Half Saint Zixia also heard that someone wanted to kill Lin Yue on the battlefield, so she took the initiative to apply to sit in Zhiyuling Mountain.
No matter what, he is Lin Yue¡¯s master. Although he is quite disappointed with Lin Yue, he cannot watch Lin Yue being killed.
Five Half-Saints were sitting above. Among them, Zixia Semi-Saint was sitting on the left. Her whole body exuded a purple divine brilliance. With a pair of old eyes, she glanced at Lin Yue below and let out a long sigh again.
He had already known the news that Lin Yue had ascended the second level of the Ancient God Mountain, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or regretful.
Jinglan Half-Saint smiled and said: "Among the contestants who participated in the fish-dragon eighth-level kendo competition, a total of four people climbed to the top of the second mountain. Each of them is an extraordinary person. Among the four, Lin Yue¡¯s qualifications should be the highest.¡±
Zixia Semi-Saint shook his head and sighed: "If we can lead him to the right path, with his swordsmanship talent, he has every hope of becoming a generation of swordsman in the future. It's a pity that he is too ambitious and the higher the talent, the worse it will be for him. It¡¯s a disadvantage.¡±
"Young people! Who doesn't have a higher heart than the sky? What if Lin Yue is really strong and can compete with the monks of the eighth fish-dragon transformation?" said Jinglan Half-Saint.
Zixia Half-Saint showed a wry smile and said, "Have you ever seen anyone who has just broken through to the Fish-Dragon Realm and can fight with the monks of the Eighth Transformation of the Fish-Dragon?"
The other half-saints also shook their heads slightly, understanding Zixia's mood.
Under the sect, a proud man finally emerged. He had the talent to become a sword master, but he went astray.
Any master would feel quite heartbroken when encountering such a disciple.
Semi-Saint Jinglan stood up, stepped on the void with his feet, walked step by step to the top of the fighting platform, and said loudly: "Today is the first day of the sword competition. Now, I will announce the rules of the competition."
Below, both the Holy Disciples and the Inner Sect disciples were all listening attentively.
"Three basic rules. First, a swordsmanship competition is a swordsmanship competition between fellow sects. You are not allowed to intentionally hurt others."
"Second, contestants can give up and give up. Once they give up, their opponents can no longer attack."
"Third, you are not allowed to use hidden weapons or poisons, and you are not allowed to take pills that increase your cultivation."
"Anyone who violates the above three items will be severely punished."
"There are a total of 368 contestants who have signed up to participate in the fish-dragon eighth-level kendo competition. Today is the first round of competition. In the end, the top 100 monks will be determined in a two-on-one duel."
¡°Now, all contestants, first draw your respective order numbers.¡±
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
Jinglan Semi-Saint waved her sleeves, and 368 light spots flew out from her sleeves, like stars, suspended in the sky above the battle platform.
The contestants present took action one after another to collect the light spots.
Zhang Ruochen used his true energy to condense a big hand, moved his paw forward, and collected a point of light.Standing on the stage, he bowed in the direction of Zixia Semi-Saint, and then stood up straight, ready to fight.
He is number seventy-seven.
However, No. 78 did not board the battle platform for a long time, and a loud noise suddenly sounded from below the battle platform.
"Who is No. 78, and why haven't you stepped onto the battlefield yet?"
"Xie Yunfan is the genius of Yuqing Palace and is quite powerful. He probably saw No. 77 as him, so No. 78 was afraid and did not dare to step onto the battlefield."
"How is it possible? Those who dare to participate in the sword competition are all top-notch warriors. How can anyone shrink from the battle?"
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Seeing that No. 78 had not been on the fighting stage for a long time, Zixia Semi-Sage also frowned, injected holy energy into his voice, and said loudly: "Next game, No. 77 versus No. 78."
Finally, the voice of Zixia Semi-Saint woke up Zhang Ruochen who was studying the sword.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes regained their vitality, he took a long breath, glanced at the white jade command number in his hand, and whispered: "No. 78, I am No. 78."
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Ruochen quickly took a few steps and walked towards the fighting platform.
"It turns out that number 78 is Lin Yue."
The inner sect disciples present looked at Zhang Ruochen with strange eyes. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't believe that they would shrink from the battle, but Lin Yue it was possible.
After all, Lin Yue is just a newly promoted disciple of the Holy Tradition. A few months ago, he was still a warrior in the Tianji realm.
He rashly signed up to participate in the kendo competition at the eighth level of fish-dragon transformation, which was incomprehensible to many people.
Now, he actually dared not get on the battle stage. It must have been because he saw the shocking battle in front of him and realized the gap between himself and the eighth fish-dragon monk. He was frightened!
There were boos immediately under the stage.
Even the disappointment in the eyes of Zixia Semi-Saint has deepened.
If it is just arrogance, it may not be impossible to change with careful guidance and instruction.
However, if a person is too timid, he will shrink back when encountering an opponent who is stronger than himself and dare not face him head-on. So, such a person, no matter how great his adventures are, is still just a waste. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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