The Transmigrator's Cultivation

Chapter 154 Big Competition ①

Clouds of black light spewed out from the black dragon's mouth, which quickly turned into countless light spots and scattered into each letter talisman.

Xu Ziqing looked down, and saw an extra line of small characters on his letter talisman.

No.30 Jiuyan Wutai, ranked 86th, opponent Xiao Shengfeng Zhang Cheng.

After Xu Ziqing finished reading, he handed the letter talisman to Yun Lie: "Brother, look."

Over there, Master Chu He asked, "Where is Ziqing?"

Yun Lie threw the letter talisman at Master Qiu He and let him see it.

After a while, everyone knew about Xu Ziqing's opponent, but there were more than [-] martial arts arenas, and there were hundreds of monks fighting on each martial arts arena, it would take some time before it was really Xu Ziqing's turn.

Qiu Ze and the other four have also seen their opponents, perhaps because of the large number of people, they are very lucky, they are not on the same martial arts arena, so naturally they will not fight each other.

Soon, in the martial arts arena, all the monks got the name of their opponents, and each of them had calculations in their hearts.

The black dragon in the mid-air roared, then retracted, raised its head and tail, and flew above the head of the criminal chief.

The officer in charge of punishment said again: "The rules of the big competition. For those who compete, the one who is knocked down is the loser, and the one who admits defeat is also the loser. If the defeat is determined and still refuses to admit defeat, life or death will be irrelevant; if the loser After admitting defeat, if the winner still hits hard, the winner will be sent to Si Xingfeng to be dealt with by Xing Tang."

When this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Some of those who have not participated in the big competition are secretly muttering, while those who have participated are calm.

Xu Ziqing was a little surprised: "It turns out that people who are above the Grand Competition can kill people."

The sect's law prohibits harming fellow sects, but at the time of Dabi, this law was relaxed instead.

It was not the first time for Luo Yao and others to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition, and Yue Jun said: "Friend Xu doesn't know that in the year of the Daoist Competition, many disciples will compete. Gained the upper hand, but was restricted by the law prohibiting killing, and the loser went all out, and let the winner be bound, which was unfair to the winner. Therefore, there is this rule. It's no wonder who's under his command!"

"I see." Xu Ziqing suddenly nodded, "Thinking about it this way, the competition is indeed fair."

Yue Jun and the others looked at each other and smiled, but didn't say anything else.

Fairness is fairness, but it is only relatively fair.

In the year of the Grand Competition, many people would die every time, so where are the people who are just playing tricks and refuse to admit defeat?There are also some enemies who are extremely jealous when they meet each other, and they lose the importance of making a move; or there are winners whose cultivation base is far superior to that of the loser, and they use tricks to make the loser unable to admit defeat... But no matter what, the sect's consideration is quite comprehensive , No matter how much you ask, it will be beyond human power.

In the martial arts arena, everyone also started to move.

Hearing a dragon's roar, many monks immediately appeared on the [-] martial arts stage. In a group of two, each showed their magic weapons.

All of a sudden, it was colorful, the real energy on the stage surged, and the weather was turbulent, making people dazzled.

Xu Ziqing also looked towards the nearby martial arts stage, where two female cultivators were facing each other, flying swords flipping up and down in the air, colorful silks fluttering, and the fight was hearty.

Among the immortal cultivators, most of the female cultivators who can achieve something are quite capable, and they are often better than male cultivators in their ambitions, and they are merciless in their fights.

I saw the yellow-clothed nun raised her jade finger, and the flying sword pierced through the air, piercing another purple-clothed nun's shoulder. He jumped up into the air, raised his legs sideways, and ruthlessly swept the purple-clothed nun off the stage!

This is only a moment, and the victory and defeat are already divided.

Looking at another martial arts arena, there is a young monk with a friendly smile and a black-clothed female cultivator fighting. The young monk seems to be a bit sympathetic, and he is two minutes late in attacking, but the black-clothed female cultivator is ruthless. , At that time, with a palm strike, the palm force was mixed with real energy, and immediately knocked the young monk off the martial arts platform!

This is a mistake, and this once-in-50-year event has lost its opportunity.

There are two more monks who seem to be on equal footing, one seems to be younger, the other is wily and scheming, the former is magnanimous, while the latter is experienced, at first the latter was suppressed by the former, but in an instant, the latter caught the former Flaws, directly shoot people off the stage!

It can be seen from this that even if the cultivation bases are similar, one must be careful everywhere, otherwise it will be a defeat.

Xu Ziqing was surprised in his heart, but didn't show it on his face.

In this big competition, if it is true that the same sect is also ruthless, in this case, when he is fighting with others, he must not be merciful, otherwise he will surely end up in the same way.

After watching for a while, Xu Ziqing was not idle.

But whenever he sees a fresh move, he will practice it in the sea of ​​knowledge with his own four seasons swordsmanship, thinking how to deal with the same opponent if he encounters the same opponent, so as to have a certain chance of winning.

Over there, Luo Yao and the other four were also fascinated by watching. The last time they participated in the Grand Competition, they had just established their foundations and managed to catch up with the grand event, but they were defeated in the first round.Fortunately, the opponents they met were quite benevolent, and they did not suffer any irreparable damage, otherwise they would be ordinary disciples in the mere inner sect, and Xianlu would die prematurely.

But this time is different, because they practiced hard day and night for 50 years, not only improved their cultivation, but also learned many methods.And except for Luo Yao who has just broken through to the middle stage of foundation establishment, the other three are already at the peak of the middle stage of foundation establishment.If the luck is good, just above this big competition, it may be possible to break through to the late stage of foundation establishment!

Therefore, it is all impatient.

However, the ones who looked at it most seriously were not those who could participate in the competition, but the eight female cultivators.They were accepted by Master Qiu He as registered disciples because of their good luck. In fact, their cultivation bases are weak, and even if they do not cultivate, it is difficult to catch up quickly.

Therefore, on weekdays, he took good care of Master Chu He, lest he would provoke the Master to get angry, so he would go back to the outer gate and return to that unbearable situation.Encountering this great opportunity now, naturally they are extremely focused on absorbing the moves and experience of many fighting monks, and will not let go of any opportunity to enhance their own cultivation.

It's just that when they encountered something they didn't understand, the eight female cultivators didn't dare to disturb the master, but they didn't dare to ask the cold elder brother.And although the second senior brother has a good temper, he is inseparable from the senior senior brother, so they dare not get close to each other casually.Later, I don't know which female cultivator had the courage to strike up a conversation with Qiu Ze and the others. The four of them also had a good temper. Seeing that the female cultivators were eager to seek the Tao, they also gave advice.

Unknowingly, the distance between these four people and everyone in Xiaozhu Peak was also shortened invisibly.

After more than half an hour, it was finally the turn of one person to appear.

It was Yue Jun, who performed martial arts for No.30, ranked 42nd, and his opponent was also an ordinary disciple of the inner sect.

The battles on the martial arts arena were very straightforward, Yue Jun didn't linger when it was her turn, and said to everyone on the high stage: "Everyone, I'll go first."

After saying that, he jumped up, turned into a golden light, and landed directly on the No. 30 second martial arts stage!

Yue Jun's opponent was called Liao Hengwei, who was wearing a golden suit of a four-clawed green dragon, shining brightly under the many rays of light, almost covering his face.

This person holds a golden whip and wears a golden crown on his head, as if looking down on everything.

Yue Jun raised his eyebrows, turned his wrist, and a black fan appeared in his palm. He shook the fan slightly, as if a dark wind was blowing.His demeanor was just like that of Mr. Pian Pianjia in troubled times, but the edge of the black fan was extremely sharp, which gave him a hint of murderousness amidst his suave manner.

His demeanor was somewhat similar to Luo Yao's, but he was not as upright as Luo Yao, and he seemed cynical as soon as he waved his fan.

Liao Hengwei didn't seem to like Yue Jun being so frivolous, and his tone was very arrogant: "If you beg for mercy, Xiao Wang can forgive you for your disrespect!"

As soon as he said this, there was a kind of extremely noble coercive force covering Yue Jun, as if there were countless voices exerting pressure.

"You blasphemed the emperor and should be executed!"

"Imperial prestige must not be violated! Sinner! Kneel down!"

"Beg for mercy! Forgive you for your innocence! If you don't beg for mercy, you will die!"

These voices surrounded Yue Jun, and they were bound to make him kneel down and beg for mercy.

Such an aura is extremely rare in a battle of this level.

Yue Jun had just jumped onto the martial arts stage, but she was really unlucky to face such a weird opponent.

Xu Ziqing was surprised to see it on the high platform. If he hadn't misread it, when Liao Hengwei exerted coercion, a faint green dragon appeared behind his back. Could it be dragon spirit?

He couldn't help turning his head and asked, "Senior Brother Yun, do you know what's going on?"

Yun Lie's eyes seemed to be closed, and he glanced at Liao Hengwei after hearing the words, and replied: "He is a member of the royal family, so he naturally has dragon aura."

Xu Ziqing also knows this truth, but he has heard Yun Lie say that the emperor is the son of heaven, the agent of heaven in the world.And the monks follow the heavens to seek the Tao and change their fate against the heavens, so they can't provoke and interfere with the affairs of the royal family in the world, lest they offend the heavens and end up dying.

It is also for this reason that people in the royal family often do not practice immortality, and even under the influence of dragon energy, they cannot breed spiritual roots, so that the emperor and the cultivators will not interfere with each other.

But now that this Liao Hengwei is a member of the royal family with dragon aura, no matter which human country he belongs to, how could he have spiritual roots, and how could he have worshiped in the Wuling Immortal Gate?

Xu Ziqing was astonished by such a strange thing.

Surprised, he asked.

Yun Lie opened his mouth and said: "People in the royal family cannot conceive spiritual roots, because the dragon energy suppresses the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth. In the small world, the spiritual energy is thin, and the dragon energy is better than the spiritual energy. Dragon energy cannot resist it, so the fate of the human world is closely related to monks, and it has become a link in the way of heaven."

After Xu Ziqing heard it, he said in a daze, "So in the big world, princes and princesses can also cultivate immortals? If they are born as ninety-five lords, can they also cultivate immortals?"

Yun Lie shook his head slightly: "The Ninth Five-Year Honor is a person who gathers dragon energy, so he certainly cannot cultivate immortality. But once he abdicates, he can do something."

There are still many mysteries in this, and Yun Lie didn't explain them all.

Xu Ziqing didn't want to get to the bottom of it, but out of curiosity, although he realized that his senior brother hadn't said the whole thing, he also knew that it must be a long story, so he didn't ask any more questions, and looked at the martial arts stage again.

The two brothers talked for a while, but many entanglements arose on the martial arts stage.

Liao Hengwei's golden dragon whip turned into a coiled dragon, wrapped around his wasp waist, the dragon's mouth merged with his fist, and hit Yue Jun fiercely with several "imperial dragon strength".

Yue Jun danced with the Xuantian fan airtightly, with black awns shining, and with three or two blows, the Huanglong Jin was torn into pieces!

The two were fighting fiercely, but it seemed that Yue Jun was not suppressed by Liao Hengwei's imperial prestige, and instead smiled when he had time: "Fellow Daoist Liao, if you were once the Ninth Five-Year Honor, you will only be worth seeing after the imperial prestige. The same level of dragon energy, but it can't do anything to me!"

Liao Hengwei is arrogant and arrogant, where has he been ridiculed like this before?He was humiliated, his attacks became faster and fiercer, and his expression became uglier.

In this way, one person provokes troubles but remains calm, while the other is provoked into a rage. The longer the fight, the clearer the battle situation will be.

Liao Hengwei seemed to be inexperienced, and quickly lost his way of attacking, and was picked up by Yue Jun to remove the Golden Dragon Whip, completely breaking up the Dragon Strength!

Yue Jun chased after him, followed up and attacked again and again, and before Liao Hengwei's mood calmed down, he forced him to the martial arts stage!Liao Hengwei took several steps back before he fell to the ground, and his face was ashen!

This round, Yue Jun won!