With that, Jiang Cen took off the Tiangang robe and put on an ordinary Taoist robe.
The man was stunned, and then nodded: "if there is no special Taoist robe cheating, fair fight, fan certainly agreed to this agreement! As long as you can cut a hole in fan's robe, even if fan loses! "
"Is that true?" Jiang Cen's sword salute.
"Seriously!" The great man returned without hesitation.
"Then give in!" Jiang Cen smiles, puts away the blue cloud sword and gives a fist.
The big man was stunned again: "what kind of commitment, the contest has not started yet!"
Jin Ling laughed and said, "Uncle fan, look at your back!"
When the man heard the words, his mind swept away, and he was surprised to find that his waistcoat had been cut half a foot long!
What's more, only the robe was cut and the clothes were intact!
The man was so surprised that he didn't know that his clothes were cut off! If someone didn't remind me, I didn't even notice it!
"When did you make the sword?" Asked the man in horror.
Even if the cultivator didn't release his divine consciousness, he could naturally sense the changes in the surrounding environment, even if the insects were singing and the grass was moving. But when his robe was cut, he didn't realize it. It's really chilling!
It can be imagined that if you encounter this kind of magic power, what the other party cuts is not his own Taoist robe, but the key to his neck. Isn't it extremely dangerous!
Jiang Cen said with a smile: "just now I held my sword and asked for a gift. I'm afraid I've been hit by martial uncle fan's carelessness."
The man immediately recalled that Jiang Cen did dance the sword just now, but he didn't feel the slightest sword spirit, so he didn't take any precautions.
"But at that time fan thought that the contest had not yet officially started!" The big man is not willing to lose the contest in a muddle headed way! Jiang Cen nodded: "what uncle Fan said is that I'm just joking! Let's start the contest
Fan turned to think, waved his hand and said: "no! Fan, as a friar of the empty spirit body, is a higher level than his nephew Qingyun. He was cut by his nephew's sword Qi. He has already lost! "
"Master Qingyun has excellent sword skills. Fan is willing to admit defeat in this fight!"
Having said that, the great man arched his hand and took the initiative to step down.
"That man is wise!" "The old soul said:" he directly admit defeat, but also appears magnanimous; not only make up for just by the sword attack and did not feel embarrassed, but also to avoid the risk of failure again
"If he refuses to admit defeat and insists on fighting again, and still loses under your hands, he will be thoroughly discredited and become a laughing stock! By doing so, he can be said to know the advance and retreat and maintain his reputation. "
The fourth competition ended, and today's first round competition ended.
The crowd of disciples gradually dispersed, but some people were not satisfied with it. Some people were dissatisfied and said, "is the fourth scene over? It's a bit of a joke
"Ignorance!" With a sneer, Jin Ling retorted, "if this younger martial brother can make a cut behind uncle fan, then we can talk about whether it's a joke!"
The friar was choked by Jin Ling, and his face turned red. He didn't dare to respond.
A spiritual practitioner echoed: "what elder martial brother Jin said is true! I didn't notice how elder martial brother Qingyun made his sword just now. Elder martial brother Jin is also a swordsman. He is good at swordsmanship. Can you tell me something? "
Jin Ling said: "Jin only knows that this is the hidden word sword move that younger martial brother Qingyu realized by himself. It can hide the sword Qi invisible, invisible, inaudible, even hard to detect the divine sense! If it wasn't for Jin, he was also a sword spirit. He was very sensitive to the sword Qi. Otherwise, it would be hard to notice that younger martial brother Qingyun had already shot! "
"I see!" Lingxiu said: "although martial uncle fan's cultivation is high, it's not sword cultivation. Moreover, he is very careless and not careful enough, so he doesn't notice elder martial brother Qingyun's sword spirit! If Uncle fan is more careful, maybe he won't win! Uncle fan's initiative to admit defeat is quite polite to the younger generation. "
"Not necessarily!" Jin Ling said with a smile: "even if we fight again, it's not certain who will win or lose!"
Lingxiu was stunned and said, "does elder martial brother Jin think that elder martial brother Qingyun's strength can surpass that of a friar with empty spirit?"
Jin Ling shook his head: "Jin also dare not say! However, the real strength of younger martial brother Qingyun has not been shown today! Maybe you can have a look at the second round of competition tomorrow! "
He was very interested and said, "listen to elder martial brother Jin, you can't miss the second round of competition tomorrow!"
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On the second day, the selection of the hall leader continued. In the first game of the second round, the Dongting Taoist played against the metal spirit who won the first game of the first round.
After hearing the news, the monks of Tianling audience surrounded the stone platform early; some monks arrived two hours ahead of time and before dawn in order to occupy a good position to watch the battle.
Because the monks in the cave couldn't see how to cover up the battle.After waiting for a long time, the competition finally began. When the Dongting Taoist stood on the stone platform, everyone was in high spirits and cheered.
Everyone is looking forward to a close and wonderful war, but it backfires!
The Taoist priest of Dongting just used two moves casually. His two palms, which seemed to be understated, defeated the golden light of the metal spirit. The latter had to admit defeat!
In the first round, the metal weapon spirit, with its powerful body protection golden light, withstood the fierce attack of the opponent. But in front of the Taoist priest of Dongting, it broke with two hands!
It can be seen that the strength of Dongting Taoist is indeed superior to others.
It's a pity that for the spectators, their emotions have just been aroused, and the contest has already ended. It's really not enjoyable!
The first match was quickly divided, so the second competition was carried out ahead of time.
Jiang Cen and his opponent -- a stone spirit in the early stage of the empty God ascended the stone platform!
After saluting each other, Shi Ling said, "the poor way is Shi Ling, a stubborn stone. The whole body method is petrified and hard. Master Qingyun's invisible sword attack method has no effect on me! "
Jiang Cen said with a smile: "that's just a way to steal the machine. One time is enough! I have another sword skill. Please teach me! "
"Easy to say!" Shi Ling said, "I'll fight you later. If you don't support me, I just need to shout. I can draw and release my skills freely, and I will never hurt you!"
"Thank you for reminding me Jiang Cen nodded slightly and held the sword.
When Shi Ling saw Jiang Cen's sword, he immediately had a layer of gem luster on his body to protect his whole body.
He was really afraid of Jiang cenrufa's attack.
Shi Ling salutes back, the contest begins!
The stone spirit immediately has a flash of spirit light, submerges under the body stone platform, disappears!
The next moment, the stone platform boomed and trembled, from which came a stone giant with hard rocks, three or five feet high.
Stone giant's fist is bigger than Jiang Cen's body. It strides to Jiang Cen and waves it!
Jiang Cen's figure flashed and avoided this stone fist.
At the same time, Jiang Cen waved his sword, the green light flashed, a sharp sword cut out, and let out a whistling sound!
However, the sword's Qi was cut to the side of the stone giant, and it was cut in the corner of the stone platform.
"Brother Qingyun's sword technique is also very common," one of the monks murmured in surprise! Stone giant is such a big target, and his action is slow. How can he cut it off
But at this time, the corner of the stone platform was cut, and suddenly a figure came out of it. It was the stone spirit!
There was a blood hole on Shiling's arm, but the blood immediately petrified and quickly made the wound heal and disappear.
This small injury is negligible for Shi Ling, but his face is shocked.
Shi Ling asked: "how does Master Qingyun see through my true position? Is it just a chance? "
Jiang Cen smile: "probably! It's just that I'm very lucky. Martial uncle, please be careful! "
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