Chapter 177: Xiao Yi Comes on Stage

Last night, Xiao Yi could not hear the story of Yi Lao.

He was directly kicked out by Lao Yi, and he also confiscated the tea and snacks.

Xiao Yi was helpless and could only go back to the back mountain to practice.

Back then, when he had comprehended 70% in front of the Extreme Boundary Monument, a lot of suffocating energy made him break through to the sixth level of the profound cave.

Later, when his enlightenment reached 100%.

Extreme boundary monument, the more you comprehend to the back, the more dense air you get.

The cultivation base broke through the first level again.

That is to say, his current cultivation base is the seventh level of Dong Xuan.

In the four and a half months of history, the cultivation base has risen twice.

He was quite satisfied with this speed.

...

At the same time, in the main hall of Sword Hall.

The elders of Jiantang meditated on the futon.

Gu Changkong had a worried look on his face and was restless.

The elder of the sword hall opened his eyes slightly and scolded, "When practicing martial arts, it is a taboo to be impetuous."

"Especially in kendo, if you don't have a pure heart, it's hard to become a great weapon."

The scolding from the elders of Jiantang immediately made Gu Changkong shudder.

"Remember the teacher's teaching." Gu Changkong said quickly.

"It's just." Gu Changkong said with a slight irritability, "That little bastard comprehends 100% of the Extreme Boundary Monument."

"Even if this whole faction competition, the disciple can get the position of the chief of the whole faction."

"I can't compare to the comprehension of the extreme boundary monument, and I can't be a sword master, let alone a headmaster."

Gu Changkong never imagined that in half a year, he only comprehended half of the extreme boundary monument, but less than 10%.

Xiao Yi, this fire-controlling beast martial soul waste that he has always looked down on, has directly understood it in just four months.

The long-cherished wish of the Splitting Sword Sect that had not been fulfilled for hundreds of years was actually fulfilled in his hands.

This made him envious, but more of jealousy and hatred.

The Sword Hall elder said softly, "Chang Kong, I see jealousy and hatred in your eyes."

"But I can't see the killing intent, you disappoint me."

"Do you remember what kind of kendo you practiced?"

"Disciple remembers." Gu Changkong replied, "It's ruthless swordsmanship."

"But I didn't see your ruthlessness." Jiantang elder's tone was cold.

"Back then, when you entered my sect, I saw that your martial spirit was of the wind attribute, and it was the wind of emptiness."

"I'll ask you what kind of swordsmanship you want to practice."

"At that time, you asked me what kind of swordsmanship the Master cultivated."

"I answer, what I practice is kendo. It is the most tender and endless."

"You say, then you will cultivate the opposite kendo to mine, the ruthless kendo."

"I advise you, stop you, stop you, beat you; if you don't listen, you stubbornly choose ruthless swordsmanship."

"You said, you just want to be ruthless. If you inherit the mantle of Master, you will be endlessly ruthless, and the most ruthless."

The Sword Hall elder said word by word.

Who would have thought that he would be a tender swordsman.

"I promised you, all these years, I have tried my best to guide you."

"Your ruthless sword heart is getting stronger and stronger, why is there no killing intent today?"

"Disciple doesn't know." Gu Changkong shook his head suspiciously.

"Because you are afraid." Jiantang elder snorted coldly.

"You don't dare to kill. Xiao Yi is the future sword master. All the elders treat him like a treasure. You are afraid that if you hurt him, you will bring yourself to a point of no return."

"In the final analysis, what you are afraid of is not Xiao Yi, but your own future and consequences."

"You are not cruel enough to yourself, how can you be cruel to others."

The elders of the sword hall kept scolding, in fact, they kept guiding.

"If you dare to think about it, you will find out. As long as Xiao Yi is dead, although you have learned half of it, you are also the only half of the Sword Sect."

"Elders, I dare not touch you."

"The Heaven Splitting Sword Sect has been waiting for hundreds of years,

Wouldn't want to wait any longer. "

"When Xiao Yi is dead, you will be the one to take over. Even if you are not as good as Xiao Yi, when your cultivation level is deeper in the future, you will gain more enlightenment."

"Better than nothing."

Gu Changkong's eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole face was filled with ruthless color.

"Master, I understand." Gu Changkong nodded.

"Yeah." The Sword Hall elder slowed down, "Tomorrow, I will arrange for you to compete with Xiao Yi."

"Although he has comprehended the 10-polar boundary monument, he has not yet grown up."

"I felt it today, he only has the seventh level of Dongxuan."

"Martial soul, Qi spring, cultivation base, you can't compare to you in all aspects, you will win this battle."

"In the competition, the sword has no eyes, and if there is an accident, no one will pursue you."

"Yes." Gu Changkong replied, but in the next second, he hesitated, "However, I heard my brother Changfeng said that Xiao Yi's son can leapfrog to fight, I'm afraid it is not easy."

"Don't worry, I have prepared for the teacher." The elder of the sword hall took out an item from his arms.

This thing flickered with light, and the stars were bright, and at a glance, it was known that it was not ordinary.

"This thing will definitely help you kill Xiao Yi tomorrow." The Sword Hall elder said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Shizun." Gu Changkong took this thing, and there was no more worry on his face.

Instead, it is a winning ticket.

...

The next day, the morning was warm with gentle breeze.

Xiao Yi went to the outer door treasure house.

But found that Yi Lao was not there.

Disappointed, he could only go to the competition stage.

Today is the last round.

In addition to the 20 disciples who had not been ranked before, there were also ten chief disciples in the inner hall.

In total, the top 30 will be decided.

Now there is one more Xiao Yi.

As soon as he came to the square, four figures had quickly come to him.

It was Lin Jin and the others.

"Xiao Yi, you have appeared." Lin Jin patted Xiao Yi on the shoulder.

"To be honest, where have you been fooling around these days?" Qin Feiyang said with a wicked smile.

"Uh." Xiao Yi smiled.

"I'm only back now, but the preliminary assessment is coming to an end." Liu Yanran smiled.

"Just in time to come back, let's watch the last game."

Xiao Yi shook his head and said, "I came back to participate in the assessment, the last round."

"The last round? What a joke." Liu Yanran disbelieved, "You are not the ten chiefs of the inner hall, but you don't have the privilege to skip the previous competition."

Xiao Yi has not answered yet.

Tie Niu was the first to say, "It should be due to Yi Lao."

"The ten chiefs of the inner hall are all direct disciples of the elders. Brother Xiao Yi is also a direct disciple of Elder Yi, and some privileges should be granted."

Xiao Yi smiled, looked at the four of them, and said, "You are all in the final round."

In his perception, the cultivation of the four has greatly increased.

More than four months ago, it was only the fourth level of the cave, and now it is the sixth level of the cave.

Xiao Yi had long known that the four of Lin Jin were not simple.

Their talents don't need to be poor as the so-called inner hall chief.

They are just young and need time to grow.

"If you and I run into each other later, I won't hold back." Liu Yanran said seriously.

"I will knock you off the stage, so that you have no chance to face Gu Changkong."

Xiao Yi smiled bitterly, "Then I can only pray that I won't meet you later."

Half an hour later, 30, but not 31 warriors, came to the stage to draw lots.

to determine the order of appearances.

At the same time, eleven more figures appeared in the spectator seats.

It is the ten elders and Yi Lao.

It turns out that Lao Yi is here, no wonder Xiao Yi went to the outer door treasure house to look for him in the morning, but he didn't find him.

Today is the last round, and the chief of the inner hall also needs to participate in the competition.

As their masters, the nine elders naturally came, and the first elder followed to watch the fun.

By the way, the elder of the medicine hall has two halls.

Ye Ming, the chief of the medicine hall, and the chief of the fire hall, are his apprentices.

Closer to home.

The crowd drew lots.

The referees began to announce.

"No. 1, Outer Sect disciple, Xiao Yi; No. 2, Chief of Sword Hall, Gu Changkong."

"No. 3, Chief of Medicine Hall, Ye Ming; No. 4, Chief of Fire Hall, Miao Qianhuo."

"No. 5, inner disciple Lin Jin; No. 6, chief of the beast hall, jade like a dragon."

"..."

One name was reported.

Each title, the weakest are inner disciples.

Only Xiao Yi, the four words of outer sect disciple, were extremely abrupt and made thousands of disciples who were watching the battle burst into laughter.

Of course, Xiao Yi didn't care.

He was just wondering, he actually beat Gu Changkong as soon as he came up.

Playing order, according to the lottery number.

1 and 2 go first and fight.

Then on the 3rd and 4th, battle, and so on.

Whoosh, Gu Changkong's figure flashed, he turned a beautiful posture in mid-air, and landed neatly on the competition stage.

Xiao Yi frowned. Although he felt something was wrong, he was too lazy to think about it.

In an instant, he appeared on the competition stage.

"Xiao Yi." Xiao Yi cupped his hands.

"Gu Changkong." Gu Changkong also cupped his hands.

This is a unique opening ceremony before the competition.

"The first battle, Xiao Yi, an outer disciple, confronts the chief of the sword hall, Gu Changkong, to begin."

The referee shouted and announced the start.

However, as soon as his voice fell, the audience burst into laughter again.

"Hahaha, the outer disciple confronts the chief of the sword hall."

"Are there any surprises in this battle?"

"By the way, how did this outer disciple enter the final round? I don't think I have seen him compete on stage before."

"Could it be through the back door?"

"Forget it, he will definitely lose anyway, it doesn't matter, it's just a joke."

"..."

One after another with sarcastic doubts and laughter, the entire competition platform was filled.

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