Chapter 161 The Floating Mountain Competition (1)

Xiaoyuezong, the central hall of the inner door.

The genius was bright, and many figures came one after another on the central hall square, some were inner disciples, and some were other members of the sect.

Today is not an inner door meeting, but more and more people rushed to this place.

His eyes followed the main hall of the central hall, looking up to the sky. Among the clouds and mists in the sky, there was a dark cyan palace suspended in the sky. It was majestic and mysterious.

In the crowd, Zhao Feng and Lin Fan also arrived.

Among them, Zhao Feng's eyes were fixed on the "Floating Mountain Hall", and he found that the strange electric light around the floating mountain hall was stronger than a few months ago.

Today is the competition on the eve of the Fuluan Trial, the full name of which is the "Fuluan Competition".

The Floating Mountain Trial is held every five years, which is a big opportunity for the entire sect.

Similarly, the "Floating Mountains Competition" is also held every five years. Taking advantage of this competition, some senior elders of the sect will also show up to review the situation of the elite disciples in the sect.

"Junior Brother Zhao, Junior Brother Lin, you also signed up for the competition?"

Xu Zhi smiled and walked over.

Since the last "Xingjiazhuang Mission", Xu Zhi and Zhao Feng have released their suspicions and turned enemies into friends.

"That's right! With the strength of Junior Brother Zhao, I will definitely be able to participate in the Fuluan Trial, so I'm a little hung up."

Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Junior Brother Zhao is definitely fine."

Xu Zhi nodded with emotion.

Because he participated in the mission together, Xu Zhi knew Zhao Feng's strength very well.

In their free time, the three of them have had discussions with each other.

Among them, Zhao Feng was the strongest, followed by Lin Fan, and finally Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi usually didn't have the chance to fight against Zhao Feng, but every time Lin Fan, who easily defeated him, mentioned Zhao Feng, he felt powerless.

The conversation of the three happened to be heard by the nearby Princess Yunxiangmeng.

"Participate in the Floating Mountain Trial? Listening to Xu Zhi and Lin Fan,

Zhao Feng will definitely win a spot? "

Yun Xiangmeng's phoenix eyes turned and landed on Zhao Feng.

Only then did she realize that after entering the inner door, she paid less and less attention to Zhao Feng.

As for the sensational event in the "Red Moon Cave" last time, she did not participate in it herself, she only thought that Zhao Feng was lucky.

This "Floating Mountain Competition", Yun Xiangmeng only has a cultivation base of the first layer, so she didn't sign up, just came to see one or two.

In the square, more and more people gathered.

Inner disciples, true disciples, appeared one by one.

After half an hour.

All the disciples of the inner sect arrived, and even some of the outer sect disciples heard the news and came to observe. At such a large-scale event, the sect opened one eye and closed the other, allowing them to enter the inner sect area.

"Junior Brother Zhao, come on!"

Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan, in the surrounding crowd, cheered Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng nodded with a smile and greeted the two brothers.

"Junior Brother Zhao, come here."

A masculine voice came from the other side of the crowd.

"It's the true disciple Yang Gan!"

"Yang Gan! The true disciple is ranked second, competing for the popular candidate for the chief disciple."

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Yang Gan is dressed in white, like the perfect outline of marble carvings, and his handsomeness is full of masculine charm.

As an influential figure in the inner door, Yang Gan's every move has attracted the attention of the audience.

Some female disciples stared at the figure of Yingwei, their pretty faces flushed red, and even stars in their eyes.

"Senior Brother Yang."

Zhao Feng went up to meet him and walked with Yang Gan.

Nominally speaking, they are all under the sect of the Great Elder, and they are the only apprentice brothers.

Yang Gan is an upright person and hates evil like hatred. Although he is not enthusiastic about Zhao Feng on weekdays, at least he does not make things difficult. He also takes care of those who should be taken care of.

"Who is that guy, actually walking with Senior Brother Yang?"

Many people were slightly surprised.

There are also many people who know the inside story and whisper.

For a time, Zhao Feng also received many gazes.

Zhao Feng's one-eyed, blue-haired look made everyone look at him.

He calmly walked side by side with Yang Gan.

Yang Gan intends to bring Zhao Feng into the circle of "true disciples".

Among the true disciples, Zhao Feng is more familiar with Senior Sister Yuan, Quan Chen, and Yuan Zhi.

"This guy actually worships under the elder's door."

Senior Sister Yuan looked at Zhao Feng with a slightly unkind look.

She was still with Ran Xiaoyuan, who greeted Zhao Feng with bright pure and beautiful eyes and a little timid.

Knowing that Zhao Feng was going to participate in the "Fuluan Competition", Senior Sister Yuan smiled slyly: "Junior Sister Ran, if you encounter this kid in the competition, don't be polite and teach him a lesson."

"Not necessarily to meet."

Ran Xiaoyuan's pretty face blushed, and she glanced at Zhao Feng secretly, her voice like a mosquito.

For the Fuluan competition, a "seven-game system" is implemented.

The so-called "seven-game system" means that each player plays seven games, winning and winning, and losing and losing.

There are dozens of people participating in the competition, and each of them only plays seven games. The probability of encountering them is neither high nor low.

In addition, the "seven-game system" has another rule: those who win four games in a row are directly selected.

Because the winner and the winner fight, the more you win, the stronger the next opponent will be, and the greater the resistance will be.

If you can win four games in a row, you will definitely have the strength in the top ten.

...

After half an hour, some middle and high-level leaders in the sect appeared one by one.

In the center of Tianshu Square, a formation platform with a length and width of 100 zhang was erected.

The formation platform was blessed with formation power, and the person in charge was Mr. Zhang from the Zongwu Hall.

swoosh-

The clouds and mists swayed between the mountains in the distance, the wind was hunting, and the vitality of the heavens and the earth fluctuated strongly.

The next moment, the overwhelming pressure of the true spirit came from several directions.

"Meet the elders!"

The first to arrive were Elder Xue and Zhenren Yunhai.

After Elder Xue and Zhenren Yunhai took their seats, another grand aura rushed forward, much stronger than ordinary elders.

"Big elder!"

Everyone saluted, and even the two elders stood up.

Immediately afterwards, the Sect Master and another elder appeared.

"Meet the suzerain, and see the June grandma."

The disciples, deacons, and deputy hall masters below, salute respectfully.

The two true spirit realm powerhouses who come here are all females.

One of the most beautiful palace-dressed beauties, elegant and noble, with clear eyes like water, in the peace and tranquility, there is a trace of dignified and holy, which makes people feel ashamed.

——She is the Sect Master Xiaoyue!

Also in the real spirit realm, the aura of Sect Master Xiaoyue is much stronger than that of Yunhai Zhenren.

Next to Sect Master Xiaoyue, there is also a white-haired old woman with an herbal scent on her body.

"Caomutang Hall Master, June Grandma."

Zhao Feng knew some information about this person.

Grandma June is the number one alchemist in the sect. Regardless of his cultivation and alchemy attainments, he is always better than Guan Lao.

The sect master, the first elder, and the three elders all took their seats.

Behind them, stood their own direct disciples.

Behind Sect Master Xiaoyue, there are two female disciples, it is Senior Sister Yuan and Ran Xiaoyuan.

"Ran Xiaoyuan's master turned out to be the suzerain..."

Zhao Feng was greatly surprised.

It is no wonder that Ran Xiaoyuan is so young, yet his cultivation has reached the peak of the third level. The inner strength of his cultivation is probably the "Tianfengshen Art".

Behind Elder Xue, among the disciples, there was a baby-faced fair-faced boy.

It is Kong Yuanhao of the alien spirit body!

Kong Yuanhao's cultivation has reached the peak of the second level of transcendence, and this level of aptitude is almost comparable to that of Bei Mo.

Behind the real person Yunhai, stood Beimo, Yuanzhi, Quanchen and other figures.

As for June's grandmother, there is a pure and beautiful girl who looks familiar at first glance.

Liu Yue'er!

Zhao Feng was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Liu Yue'er to worship at the main door of Caomu Hall.

Liu Yue'er's cultivation has also reached the peak of the second level of transcendence. With her aptitude for a high-class spiritual body, coupled with the cultivation of her grandmother, the number one alchemist of the sect, the advantage is too great.

Zhao Feng stood behind the Great Elder, also surprising Liu Yue'er.

The elders and the sect masters are the figures with the highest status in Xiaoyue Sect.

"Why can't I get rid of this guy..."

Liu Yue'er frowned slightly, a little inexplicably irritable.

She and Zhao Feng were the descendants of Marquis Cangtie and Marquis Guangjun respectively.

When she first entered the mountain gate, Liu Yue'er secretly competed with Zhao Feng, but she was deflated again and again.

now.

She worshipped at the door of Grandma June, while Zhao Feng worshipped at the door of the Great Elder, as if she was always overpowered by the other party.

What is even more depressing is that the other party's aptitude is only a low-level spiritual body.

"Interesting, in this competition for places, I actually met so many acquaintances."

The corner of Zhao Feng's mouth pursed into a smile.

His eyes passed over familiar figures, Bei Mo, Ran Xiaoyuan, Liu Yue'er, Kong Yuanhao, Xiao Yun...

All of these people are here to participate in the competition for places.

"The five-yearly 'Floating Mountain Competition' starts now!"

The deputy head of the central hall, Li, shouted loudly, and his voice was as majestic as a bell.

The whole place was silent.

The rules of the game are still the "seven-game system" of previous years.

Each contestant has his own brand, and draws lots to select his opponent.

After Zhao Feng drew lots, he returned behind the Great Elder.

"Junior Brother Zhao, the strongest players in this competition should be 'Bei Mo' and 'Ran Xiaoyuan'. As long as you don't meet the two of them, you should have four consecutive victories. There should be no problem."

Yang Gan analyzed.

Bei Mo is the most recent batch of new disciples with the highest overall strength in terms of aptitude, understanding, and cultivation.

Now, he has broken through the Three Heavens of Transcendence, and his achievements have a tendency to surpass his teacher Yunhai Zhenren.

And Ran Xiaoyuan, as a direct disciple of the sect master, has reached the peak of the triple level, which is not to be underestimated.

"Both of them...I know them both."

A strange look appeared on Zhao Feng's face.

The competition will start soon.

hum!

On the formation stage, a layer of transparent white ripples lit up. There were already two disciples on the stage, and they began to confront each other.

One of them was Xiao Yun.

After the mission in Xingjiazhuang, Xiao Yun took advantage of the opportunity to cultivate and practice hard, breaking through the second world of extraordinary.

And this time, his opponent is an old disciple who is at the peak of the second level of transcendence.

After twenty moves, Xiao Yun was defeated and left the stage sadly.

The winner will advance to the next round to face off against other winners.

The game proceeded in an orderly manner.

Bei Mo, Ran Xiaoyuan, Kong Yuanhao and other powerful disciples took action one by one.

In the eighth game, Bei Mo made a strong debut.

"Beiming Tianshui!"

There was a dark blue real power around Bei Mo, like water ripples surging, turning into a vortex shape, like a small waterfall hanging straight several meters away.

"what happened!"

His opponent felt a sense of suffocation, his face flushed red.

Wow!

The disciple of the second-level peak of the extraordinary, spit out a mouthful of blood.

That layer of swirling dark blue ripples, with a "swoosh", was taken back by Bei Mo. If not, the move just now would be enough to directly oppress the opponent to death.

"So strong!"

Many contestants present were horrified, and even some true disciples were moved by it.