Chapter 1536: Jingyao's Strength
Chapter 1536 Jingyao's strength changes four times.
"It's really difficult and fair. In a real fight, is the opponent's will and their general's fair? What we need is a disciple who can survive the opponent, not a purely strong disciple. Strength is the factor. But it is more important to survive in the hands of the opponent." Lu Shaoyou said lightly.
"Taught." Kou Feiyan said softly.
"Even if it's unfair this time, as long as they have the strength, they can start all over again, which is a kind of training for them, but if they fight to the death, they will never have a chance to do it again." Lu Shaoyou said: "Tomorrow The top ten disciples are selected and let them draw lots to fight against each other. Those who have the strength to enter the top ten disciples are unlucky to meet stronger ones, which is also luck. If they can't afford to lose, they are not worthy of entering the top ten disciples." Lu Shaoyou lightly road.
"I will arrange it." Ghost Fairy said softly.
"There are quite a few people with extraordinary talent and strength." Lu Shaoyou said lightly, watching the melee contest, Lu Shaoyou already knew which disciples had the strength to enter it.
"The most important thing is to go through tempering." Dong Wuming said, when he first met Lu Shaoyou in the Wudu Mountain Range, Lu Shaoyou was still honing in the Wudu Mountain Range alone. There is today's Lingwu Zhanzun.
"Sister Ying, are all the mountain gates coming soon?" Lu Shaoyou said to Fairy Gui as he watched the contest between his own disciples in front of him.
"It should be almost here in two days, and the door is already ready." Fairy Gui said.
The scuffle between the direct disciples in the square ended two hours later, but it immediately caused quite a shock in Feilingmen, and the shock was because of Nie Feng.
Everyone has already identified Nie Feng as a mediocre person, but he has become famous today. In this kind of melee, everyone will only find the weak to attack first, and Nie Feng is undoubtedly the target that everyone will think of.
And just when someone attacked Nie Feng, Nie Feng counted his fists and palms, and knocked down nearly ten people to the ground in one fell swoop, without any sloppiness. This attack shocked everyone. The disciples were all stunned. It turned out that Nie Feng had been hiding his strength, so he dared to attack.
As soon as Nie Feng entered the field, it was like a different person. In this kind of melee, he knew very well that only by showing his strength can he become a target, otherwise he will be besieged by everyone. The same is true for hunting. The weaker the hunter, the wild beast will kill him. The stronger the beast, the stronger the beast will run away.
Once again, among the few personal disciples, the strength is not bad. The well-known martial arts disciple hesitated for a while, and then continued to choose to attack Nie Feng. The result was no surprise. Nie Feng raised his arms and kicked them all on the ground. The breath was released, and only then did someone feel that Nie Feng had broken through to Wu Po.
Among the younger generation, the disciples at the martial soul level are all talented and elegant, and there are only a handful of them in total. Nie Feng's breakthrough in martial soul, this kind of shock shocked the younger generation.
Some disciples even speculated that co-author Nie Feng was completely hiding his strength in the past, otherwise how could he have improved so fast in just two months, reaching Wu Po in one fell swoop.
At the end of the competition, there were only twenty people left. Huang Jingyao, Duanmu Hongzhi, Yang Linghao, Zheng Shengjie, and Nie Feng were all among them. However, his disciple lost the game because of a mistake. This can only be due to bad luck.
At night, under the curtain of night, the clouds are light and the stars are bright, and the moonlight is pouring on the earth.
Inside Feilingmen, most of the younger generation disciples are still talking about today's contest, and some are also looking forward to which ten will be able to enter the list of top ten disciples tomorrow.
Under the night, in the quiet courtyard, Lan Ling's protruding figure stood facing the moon, with slender and bare wheat-colored long legs supporting her round and upright breasts. Looking from a distance, that exquisite figure outlined an extremely seductive arc , looking at people is a visual tease.
Standing facing the moon, Lan Ling's bright eyes looked at the bright moon, but the corners of her eyes showed some moisture. Although she was thinking about Zongzhong's decision, she just didn't know that she had no choice at all. As a member of Zongzhong, she can only accept Zongzhong's decision, and she is now the bargaining chip between the two mountain gates.
Knowing this, but she has no choice, what else can she do, only to accept all of this, but in her heart, at this moment, there is still one person that she can't let go, or if there is no such person in her heart, she will gladly accept it, this is her The road to go, from an ordinary disciple of Why Why to the current number one among the younger generation of Wanshouzong, she has paid too much hardship, even done unscrupulous things, everyone only sees She was on the rise, but no one saw what she had done behind her back.
She knew that everything she had done was to get ahead in the Ten Thousand Beasts, but now that she had a better opportunity in front of her, she began to hesitate. She didn't know why she was like this, could it be true? Is it because of that person?
"What's the use of thinking about it, I can only think about it." Lan Ling sighed lightly, and a beautiful dagger appeared in his hand, half of the dagger was out of its sheath, and the fierce sword aura immediately spread.
"Do I still have a choice? Everything is doomed." Lan Ling smiled wryly, his gaze closed, revealing that unruly air again.
The next day, in the Flying Spirit Sect, the sky had just brightened, and the contest between the top ten disciples officially began. There were more onlookers. This time, the contest was held separately. Naturally, they are the top ten disciples.
This kind of contest also needs to rely on luck, and the strength is relatively not very good. If you meet someone with worse strength, the consequences can be imagined, but if a strong person meets a stronger one, then you can only Say bad luck.
It was the big bearded man from the Wutang who announced the rules. First, the top ten disciples were selected. In the square, there were already disciples who brought jade cards for twenty people to draw lots. Those who got the same number would fight directly.
After the lottery was drawn, each of the ten people found their opponents. These twenty people looked at their opponents, some were happy, some were helpless, and some didn't even have the courage to fight.
A yellow-robed young man, about nineteen or twenty years old, is also a fourth-level martial artist. Among the direct disciples in this grade, his strength is not weak, and he can be regarded as a person with excellent talent. But at this moment, the young man in yellow robe looked at an opponent in front of him with an ugly expression.
His opponent was dressed in red and had a beautiful face. It was Huang Jingyao, rumored to be the number one of the younger generation. He had already broken through to the martial soul cultivation level, and he knew that he would not be an opponent.
Twenty people stood in the arena, and this time they shot at the same time. What Zheng Shengjie met was a second-tier martial artist, all of whom were direct disciples, and everyone knew each other. Basically, they all knew a little about their strengths. Looking at the second level martial arts disciple, Zheng Shengjie showed a disdainful smile. The difference in strength is too great, and he can completely ravage the opponent.
The young man who faced Zheng Shengjie had an ugly complexion. Almost all the disciples of Feilingmen knew that Zheng Shengjie was not easy to mess with, and he would not show mercy. His strength seemed to be no match for him.
Duanmu Hongzhi stood quietly and hungry, his eyes slightly closed, and his opponent was only a spiritual master, so it shouldn't be a problem for him.
Nie Feng's opponent at this time is a powerful fifth-level martial artist. Among the twenty people, the fifth-level martial artist's cultivation is definitely the most advanced, but at this time the young man is also a little embarrassed. The color is not good-looking, Nie Feng has already exposed his martial soul cultivation level yesterday, which makes him have no confidence at all today.
"You can start now. Killers are not allowed, and offenders will be punished severely." After the bearded man's voice fell, the entire square suddenly became tense, and the air was full of tension. The twenty people watched vigilantly. own opponent.
"boom!"
I don't know who started the attack first, and it immediately caused a chain reaction. The tense atmosphere was broken, and the twenty people attacked one after another.
Huang Jingyao's opponent, the young man in yellow robe, looked at Huang Jingyao. The opponent's strength was not weak, but he was not someone who would be defeated without a fight.
As soon as the words fell, the young man in yellow robe was not uncommon. He suddenly calmed down, and the handprint changed, and a light yellow earth attribute zhenqi gushed out fiercely. The imposing manner directly bombarded Huang Jingyao.
"call out!"
The attack of this punch is quite extraordinary, with a series of low-pitched sonic booms, and the space ripples before the fist are slightly swaying. The earth attribute warrior, in terms of attack power, can be regarded as the strongest among the five series of warriors.
This punch also arrived in front of Huang Jingyao in the blink of an eye. Huang Jingyao's beautiful eyes raised slightly, and she didn't seem worried about this punch.
"Brother, just shoot casually." Huang Jingyao's voice fell, and the fist mark was less than one meter in front of him in an instant, and the red skirt was rattled by the heavy energy.
At the same time, Huang Jingyao formed a handprint. The handprint changed, and suddenly she stretched out her long skirt and bent her five fingers into claws. A paw print was formed. The flames condensed before the paw print, and the paw print swept out instantly.
"call out!"
There was a fiery sound of piercing through the air, and this paw print immediately hit the fist of the yellow-robed youth. When the two forces touched, the flame paw print immediately burned the true energy of the yellow-robed youth's fist.
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