Chapter 242

A large number of disciples gathered in front of the 20 competition platforms to watch. From time to time, there were bursts of screams, cheers, and sighs from the crowd...

because I didn't know the specific time of the competition, Changxing didn't dare to go far away. He only watched in front of stage 2. After watching three games in a row, Changxing's expression gradually became dignified.

Changxing has spent most of his time in Zixia gate and Taiqing gate since he began to cultivate. He has never really gone out to practice. He has only heard of many magic arts and magic weapons, but has no actual experience. He has less experience in fighting with other monks of the same level. But in today's competition, all the students participating in the competition are the elites selected from each school. All of them have passed five passes and cut six generals. It is not too much to choose one from thousands of miles. Their strength is absolutely the best among the students of the same level.

Such a strong opponent, Changxing almost never met, she had the upper hand in the only few fights, unavoidably arrogant and complacent, today just know, what is strong in its own hands! In the past, she was just watching the sky. Changxing soon realized her own shortcomings and felt ashamed of her arrogance. But at the same time, she was very glad that she could find the mood loophole in time. If she went on like this, it would be hard to avoid demons.

At this time, both of them were male practitioners, one from XuanZhen sect and the other from the Chu family in Nanshan. Both of them had great accomplishments in building a foundation. The Chu family's disciples used a pair of maces, while the XuanZhen school's disciples used swords.

Their accomplishments are similar, and their fighting is hard to be separated. XuanZhen sect's disciples have a clear sword technique and are used to taking advantage of the opportunity. The Chu family's disciples have heavy double maces, open and close, but they are more powerful. After dozens of rounds of fighting, the disciples of Chu family gradually lost. Changxing thought to himself: it should be caused by poor spiritual power. Although his double maces are powerful, they consume more spiritual power each time. After a long time, it's hard to avoid excessive spiritual power consumption.

The attack of the disciples of the Chu family gradually slowed down, and they seemed to be overwhelmed. The XuanZhen sect disciples seized this opportunity to infuse all their spiritual power into the sword body, trying to make a decisive blow!

Unconsciously, all the disciples under the stage held their breath and watched the sword cleave to each other with great power!

Who would have expected that sudden changes would happen!

Just as the XuanZhen sect's disciples jumped into the air and hit the long sword, the Chu family's disciples suddenly burst into shape. Instead of using their double maces, they raised their hands and threw out a ball shaped magic weapon to attack the XuanZhen sect's disciples.

The sword of XuanZhen sect's disciples was originally determined that the other side had no power to fight back, so they used all their strength and didn't make any special protection. At this time, others were in mid air, the middle door was wide open and there was no place to borrow force. The ball was so fast that they couldn't dodge. They could only watch the ball hit themselves!

"Pa!" Suddenly, the ball hit XuanZhen's disciple on the forehead, but the Chu's disciples just pointed to the end. Seeing the ball hit the opponent, they quickly recovered their spiritual power. The ball suddenly withered and did no great harm.

XuanZhen's disciples didn't know whether they were scared or couldn't believe that they had lost. They were pale and stunned on the spot. Chu's disciples already gave a fist and said, "give way!"

On the judging stage, Mr. Ma stroked his beard lightly, looked at the Qingyuan man on one side and said, "it's still the disciple of the Chu family who is a little better."

Qingyuan real person has no objection and nods with a smile.

The Deacon immediately stepped forward, stood on the high platform and announced in a loud voice: "Chu Feng, the disciple of Chu family, won this competition!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar under the stage:

"Chu Feng is deceiving me!"

"Yes! How can we use this kind of dirty means! "

"No matter what the black cat or the white cat is, catching the mouse is a good cat! What's the matter? Is there a rule against fraud? "

"Yes! Anyway, if you win, you'll get it! "

“……”

"Be quiet!" The Deacon's disciple said in a loud voice: "this result was judged by two real people at the same time!"

The voice was much smaller, but there was still a voice questioning: "Mingming XuanZhen sect Lishan is going to win. It's Chu Feng who tricked us. How can we use some devious means?"

"Yes! Have the ability to fight openly

Mr. Ma frowned slightly as he looked at the noisy scene.

But the real person of Qingyuan smiles and asks, "what is the right way? What is evil

The scene suddenly quieted down. After a long time, one of the disciples replied: "the mind is right, and the mind is evil."

The real person of Qingyuan nodded slightly and said, "the way is not constant, but natural. Everyone's way is different. The evil way is not evil, but extraordinary. How can you not recognize it?"

"Besides, if a monk wants to go on the immortal road all the time, his aptitude, skill, magic weapon, means, mind and even stratagem are indispensable. Chu Feng just used a little trick to wait for trouble. How can this be an evil way?" Qingyuan real person looked at the audience, eyes clear.

All the disciples were speechless, and there was a color of deep thinking on their faces. Even some of them began to feel under their knees.

On the stage, the disciples of XuanZhen sect, as if waking up from a dream, face the referee's desk and give a deep gift: "XuanZhen sect Lishan, thank you for your advice!"Qingyuan real person micro nod.

Li Shan turned to the Chu disciples and said, "thank you for your kindness! I'm convinced that I lost

Changxing pondered the words of the real person Qingyuan just now. He felt that it was extremely exquisite and had endless aftertaste. He was just stunned, but he heard the Deacon's disciples on the stage call: "137, fight 138!"

138? It's time to play! Changxing takes back his mind, lifts his skirt and jumps onto the platform.

At the same time, a figure leaped out of the crowd, and even floated to one end of the high platform. Changxing looked up and saw that he was a young male monk. He had outstanding appearance and cold temperament. He was wearing a light purple Taoist robe and a long sword behind him.

When Chang Xing looked at him, he also felt that he had the divine sense to explore. He knew that he was also looking at him. He gave a smile and a gift, saying: "Meng Zichen, the gate of Taiqing."

The male Xiu seemed a little surprised. He took a deep look at the long star and then said, "the heavy purple sword belongs to Mu Heng."

Mu Heng? Long star heart micro coagulation, unexpectedly is that book top ten Mu Heng? Chongzi sword is a disciple of Yingchuan sword king?

"Please give me some advice!" Muheng Baoquan do.

Before the words were heard, Mu Heng's long sword soared into the sky. The sword, like a Phoenix, soared into the sky and disappeared.

The five senses and six senses of the long star are all released. They are absorbed in all the movements around them. However, a sharp sound of Phoenix sounds. Suddenly, two Phoenix, which are transformed by sword Qi, appear in front of them. They rush towards the long star quickly!

It took only a breath for the sword Qi to disappear and reappear. When the sword Qi turned into a phoenix and reappeared, it was only a Zhang away from the long star!

Almost at the same time, the long star clasps in the palm of his right hand, and the golden sword suddenly becomes big and turns into a big sword. As soon as he raises his left hand, several yellowish shield walls rise up. The Phoenix sword is unwilling to be blocked, so he quickly raises it. The Earth Shield is not slow at all, but also rises in an instant, and always stands in front of the Phoenix.

Tu Dun dissolves part of the sword's Qi. Chang Xing has cut the sword with a big knife. The sword collides with each other, and a burst of fireworks like brilliance suddenly erupts. The audience almost closes their eyes at the same time.

As soon as the sword is touched, Changxing and Mu Heng jump back at the same time, take a defensive posture and stare at each other, but they don't make a rash move again.

Changxing is shocked!

At the beginning, Changxing intended to keep her strength. She didn't want to leave the bottom out as soon as she appeared. Later, when she advanced, she would be passive. However, as soon as Mu Heng made a move, she had to go all out and use the most powerful golden knife. Unexpectedly, Mu Heng carried it!

The power of the golden sword is very clear. If he can resist the strike of the golden sword, the sword in his hand must be a spirit weapon!

In fact, Mu Heng was more shocked than Changxing.

Although it was the first time for mu Heng to see Changxing, before that, he had heard the name of Changxing from his master, Jianjun of Yingchuan, the nun who was accepted by Zhenjun of Jianyang as a disciple and was granted the title of Zichen. However, he spoke highly of her as a precious person.

This makes Mu Heng more or less delicious. He has always been belligerent and aggressive. He likes to make friends by martial arts. He once wanted to make an appointment with Changxing. However, when he inquired about it, all the news he got was praise and admiration for her. It seems that she is the only close disciple of Jianyang Zhenjun.

This conclusion made Mu Heng very disappointed. He decided that Changxing, like other famous disciples, was just a vase with a vain name. He didn't want to invite him to fight any more. He didn't expect to meet him today. However, Mu Heng had never been a person who cherished fragrance and jade. At the beginning, he made up his mind to make a quick decision, so he did his best with that sword just now .

Mu Heng is a pure Jian Xiu. The long sword in his hand is his own soul sword, named "Qiwu". It was found for him by Yingchuan Jianjun when he first entered the kendo. It's a top-grade spirit sword that can be continuously advanced!

Just now that sword is called "Fenghuang Yufei", which is his most proud sword so far. With this sword, Mu Heng has rarely met opponents under the golden elixir in recent years, but he didn't expect to be easily solved by Meng Zichen!

It's a good match! Mu Heng raised his lips slightly, moved his feet, and his sword came out. This time, the sword was still Phoenix, but it was not a frontal attack. It was surrounded in all directions, blocking the sky and blocking the sun. The fighting platform was full of Phoenix's shadow!

This sword is extremely powerful! In the middle of the sky, Gu Chengtian's face suddenly disappeared, and his body was about to move. Even if he was criticized, he could not let Changxing get hurt again! Just as he was about to give out his spiritual power, he stopped. He saw that under the willow tree not far from the fighting platform, the man in purple, who had just talked with Changxing, was ready to start!

Gu Chengtian's dexterity dissipates suddenly...

the more nervous Changxing is, the more sober he is. Mu Heng's first sword is a phoenix shadow, so he knows that he is a fire attribute sword, water conquers fire. But her dexterity is weak, but she still has ice flame. When she meets in a narrow way, the brave will win. Ice flame's rank is not low, and she likes to swallow fire's dexterity most!