Chapter 1203 Lord of the Eight Great Peaks

"Heh, Qiu Xingyi is going to be absent again. It seems that he has entrusted you with the task of winning Dongxuan Peak..."

Pei Ye!

The chief disciple of Xiqiong Peak.

The Tianwu list is in the third place.

An invisible cold breath spread.

Everyone on the stargazing stand couldn't help being startled by this powerful aura.

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All the people present cast awe-inspiring gazes.

Not far away, Chu Hen, who was standing with Wu Yan, Zhao Qingyi and others, had his eyes sinking slightly, and the outline of his resolute face revealed a hint of sternness...

The appearance of Pei Ye instantly gave people an invisible coercion.

Compared with Chi Qianying's elegance and elegance, it was completely different.

This is a unique domineering atmosphere.

Behind Pei Ye are Lu Liao, the sect-level tattoo artist who ranks ninth in the Tianwu list, and Yang Ao, a genius who ranks tenth.

The expressions of the two were also arrogant and frivolous, ignoring the existence of other people around them.

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Pei Ye's steps were steady, as if every step he took would add a bit of aura to the crowd.

He looked sideways at Chi Qianying in front of him, with a faint smile on his face.

Chi Qianying raised her eyebrows slightly, her red lips parted slightly, "Qiu Xingyi is absent, shouldn't you be happy?"

"Hehe..." Pei Ye smiled playfully, "Not at all..."

"That's right! I almost forgot that you are only ranked third, and there is another one between you and the first..."

As soon as the voice here fell, a voice with a somewhat lazy tone came.

"I said Junior Sister Qianying, you are trying to set the pace on purpose! Before the competition starts, are you going to start a wave of hatred for me?"

"Wow..."

Suddenly,

There was another commotion on the entire stargazing platform.

All of them looked at the same direction together.

I saw a young man with handsome eyebrows but rather casual attire sitting sideways on a stone pillar...

Although the other party looked cynical, once he appeared, he was like a bright star in the night sky, attracting everyone's attention.

"Senior Brother Wang Li, it's Senior Brother Wang Li!"

"As expected of senior brother Wang Li, such an accident happens every time."

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Like the scorching sun, the bright moon, and the stars, the three top heavens appeared one after another, and the speed of the surrounding air seemed to become anxious.

The Zongmen battle has not yet begun, but the sharpness among the geniuses has already been revealed.

As this year's three favorites to win the championship, before the battle, the audience quietly competed.

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"You think it's spreading hatred, so be it!" Chi Qianying replied calmly.

"Hehe, I like it with personality!" Wang Li smiled, and then raised his eyes to Pei Ye, not hiding the provocation between his brows.

However, Pei Ye just sneered, and there was a hint of hostility in his deep eyes.

"See you in the final!"

Those three simple words are like a gauntlet issued by Pei Ye.

Wang Li's complexion was slightly gloomy, and his expression quietly became more serious.

It seemed that he saw a stronger fighting spirit in the opponent's eyes than before.

Wang Li raised the corner of his mouth and said with a frivolous smile, "I'm looking forward to it!"

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Immediately, Pei Ye stopped saying any unnecessary words, turned around and headed towards the stargazing tower to the west.

In his eyes, among the crowd present, it seemed that except for Wang Li and Chi Qianying, no one could catch his eyes.

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"It's crazy! It feels like the finals have already been booked by the two of them." Zhao Qingcai murmured to himself.

"That's right! I don't even look at who they are." Wu Mian shook his head and sighed.

At this moment, Yang Ao and Lu Liao, who were following behind Pei Ye, suddenly slanted their eyes, and then glanced in the direction of Chu Hen.

Looking at Chu Hen standing in the crowd, Yang Ao's face showed a cold contempt.

And raised his hand to make a 'wiping his neck' movement.

Unabashedly provocative, naked-naked-threats.

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The other party's Yang Ao's behavior, Chu Hen saw in his eyes, but his face was full of disdain, and at the same time, the chill in his eyes gradually revealed.

Wu Yan beside him reached out and patted Chu Hen's shoulder.

"It's okay, the newcomer's participation in the Zongmen War is for experience. If he encounters an opponent beyond his ability, he can surrender and admit defeat. No one will laugh at a newcomer disciple..."

Chu Hen smiled, nodded, and didn't say much.

Wu Yan nodded slightly, and said to the others, "You talk, I'll go first, if we meet on the field, don't hold back from each other!"

"Haha, if that's the case, we can only consider ourselves unlucky." Zhao Qingyi laughed loudly.

"Come on!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Yan bid farewell and left.

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Zhao Qingcai looked at Wu Yan's back with some appreciation, and said, "Senior brother Wu Yan is really warm, I didn't expect him to be so nice."

"Of course, how bad can a man with the same surname be like me?" Wu Mian said shamelessly.

Immediately there was a blank stare.

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As time passed, more and more people gathered around Xingqing Peak.

Even the senior elders of the sect gradually arrived here.

With the Lingxiao battle platform suspended in the center as the center, people gathered in all directions.

As Wu Zong's most grand ceremony, I believe that few people would like to be absent.

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The vast Lingxiao Fighting Platform is like a large meteorite suspended in the sky at a height of 1,000 meters, and the Xingqing Peak to the north of it is even more majestic.

The viewing sites on the other three sides are also magnificent and spectacular.

If you look down from the sky, it will give you the feeling of three huge boats floating in the void.

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"clang!"

The melodious and majestic sound of the bell conveyed the entire Wuzong Mountain Gate, and then the loud and clear horn that resounded through the heaven and earth went straight into the Tianhe River.

An old man dressed as a deacon elder slowly stepped onto the first stage at the front of Xingqing Peak.

Immediately, the noisy atmosphere gradually became quiet and stable.

"It's Elder Liu..." Zhao Qingcai looked at the old man from afar and said.

Chu Hen, Zhao Qingyi, and Long Xuanshuang also nodded.

This Elder Liu is none other than the old man who was in charge of recruiting new disciples for the test in Feiyun City, Shen Xingzhou.

It was also he who exempted Ye Yao, Long Xuanshuang, and Zhao Qingyi from being assessed, and allowed them to enter Wuzong directly.

Of course, he was also the one who didn't choose Chu Hen and ordered him to continue the assessment task.

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"Everyone!"

The mighty momentum swayed from Elder Liu's mouth, and everyone in the stands on all sides trembled.

"The battle of the sects is about to begin... I invite our eight masters of the peak courtyard..."

"Wow!"

In an instant, there was a roar of cheers in the audience.

Along with overwhelming applause, the sky-shattering storm broke out above the sky, and a gust of bitter wind swept out in all directions.

The mountain-like coercion shrouded it, and I saw eight dazzling golden beams of light suddenly descending from the sky, like a startled bird, falling on the stand above Xingqing Peak...

The airflow permeating between the sky and the earth spread out layer by layer.

The hearts of all the people in the audience trembled.

The eight beams of light converged sharply, and then the eight powerful figures, whose power was as calm as Mount Tai, and whose aura was as thick as the ocean, appeared in everyone's sight.

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"I have met all the peak masters, master master!"

Including many sect elders, all Wuzong disciples saluted respectfully.

Dongxuan, Xiqiong, Nanling, Beichen!

Four peak masters, four house masters...

Chu Hen glanced over, and the only Master Luo Cang he had ever seen was in it.

"Brother Chu Hen, that one is Master Peak Master..." Ye Yao introduced to Chu Hen in a low voice.

Looking in the direction pointed by the other party, Yuan Shang, the master of Beichen Peak, had sharp cold eyes, a tall figure, and a hint of majesty from all over his body...

Chu Hen nodded secretly. Compared with the gentleness of Principal Luo Cang, Peak Master Yuan Shang gave off a kind of awe-inspiring righteousness.

It has to be said that it is also Ye Yao's blessing to be selected by Master Yuan Shangfeng as a direct disciple.

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"Hehe, you don't need to be polite!"

A tall, slender, handsome middle-aged man stepped forward and raised his hand and said.

Compared with the other masters of the peak courtyard, this middle-aged man is not only the youngest, but also has an elegant demeanor, like a prince, with an innate majesty and nobility.

"Thank you, Peak Master Dongxuan, thank you all the masters of the Peak Academy..."

All the sect disciples responded in unison.

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"Peak Master Dongxuan?" Chu Hen was taken aback, and he murmured in surprise, "Could it be him?"

"That's right, Aoyunzhuang!" Wu Mian replied in a deep voice, with admiration in his eyes.

As for the three words 'Aoyunzhuang', Wu Mian connected it with 'Old Yin Monkey'.

More than ten years ago, in the battle of the sects, Lao Yinhou broke through and made it to the top eight.

At the time of the promotion to the semi-finals, he met Ao Yunzhuang, the first genius of Dongxuanfeng Institute at that time.

In the end, Aoyunzhuang also won.

In addition to defeating Lao Yinhou, Aoyunzhuang has countless honors, and it once occupied the first place in the Tianwu list for several years.

He was also the only person who was qualified to be the Lord of Dongxuan Peak before the age of forty.

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"Qiu Xingyi, Senior Brother Qiu is his direct disciple, right?" Zhao Qingcai, who was at the side, also asked casually.

Wu Mian nodded in affirmation.

"That's right... As the saying goes, a famous teacher produces a high-level apprentice. When Qiu Xingyi first started, he was accepted as the only personal disciple by Master Dongxuan. In the past three years, Qiu Xingyi has also dominated the top of the Tianwu Ranking, not weaker than before. Aoyun Village... It's a pity that Senior Brother Qiu won't participate in the Zongmen battle this year..."

"It should be to give others a chance!" Zhao Qingyi said.

"Maybe! But the strength of Wang Li and Pei Ye is also terrifying. With the two of them here, the battle of the sect is also very exciting."

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While discussing privately, the four masters of the four peaks and the four masters of the hospital also attended the meeting.

Ao Yunzhuang, Yuan Shang and other four peak masters sat on the upper level of the stand, while Luo Cang and other four masters sat on the middle stand with other elders to watch the battle.

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"Why don't you see the suzerain?" Chu Hen asked casually.

"This is only the first round of the preliminary round. The suzerain will not come, and sometimes the finals will not even appear..." Wu Mian explained.

Several people nodded their heads, realizing a little bit.

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The four peak masters sat on the viewing platform of Xingqing Peak, and they didn't seem to greet each other too warmly.

Ao Yunzhuang, the master of Dongxuan Peak, was the first to break the chatterbox.

"It seems that these disciples are very motivated to fight. This year's competition may be more exciting than last time..."

"What's so exciting about the peak master's disciple not being there?"

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in the indifferent tone. The speaker was an old man with cold eyes, especially the Lord of Xiqiong Peak, Situ Song.

"Hehe..." Ao Yunzhuang smiled and said, "Master Situ was joking, Xingyi didn't want to participate in the competition, but recently encountered a breakthrough bottleneck. Due to his poor condition, he has been in retreat for the past few days, so will be absent..."

"Really? I was absent last time, and I am absent again this time? Is it true that I am retreating, or I am afraid of losing the game, so I lost the face of being the first in the Tianwu list."

Situ Song said coldly.

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"It's really not suitable to sit together if they are noisy when they meet."

Ning Qiushui, the master of Nanling Peak, is the only female among the eight masters of the peak courtyard.

She was dressed in a Taoist robe, and her face was fair and clean. Although there were light lines at the corners of her eyes, it was not difficult to see that she was a beautiful beauty when she was young.

"Don't waste time, let's get started!"

Ning Qiushui said to Elder Liu in the stands on the first floor.

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"Yes!"

Elder Liu respectfully agreed, and immediately turned sideways and nodded to several elders not far away.

Then face the wide Lingxiao battle platform ahead.

"I declare that the Zongmen battle begins now..."