Chapter 415 1.415 Competition 1

Two days later.

Everyone's recuperation spirit was extremely full, and one after another the teams marched to the northern part of Qixia Valley, which was a very open field.

The forest here is not so lush, the owner of the valley had already prepared, ordered people to set up a big arena, and set up a lot of seats for everyone.

The ten or so elegant seats covered with silk and satin in the front row are naturally prepared for people like the suzerain elders of various sects. The disciples sit on the rows of small square stools in the back, and some poor and extremely bored people even bring their own tea. Dim sum, plan to watch while eating.

The owner of the valley placed a gong next to him, and a male disciple of Qixia Valley tied a red ribbon on his head, holding a hammer with a red ribbon in his hand.

Gu Zhu just sat on the first seat in the middle, and with a smile on his face, exchanged greetings with the several peak masters and suzerains around him. He was about to speak out about the rules and then call his number, only to hear a "bang" sound of the gong.

Everyone: ...

Damn Guzhu should feel very depressed now! He hadn't even started to sing, but the bastard disciple started beating the gong!

The owner of Qixia Valley turned his head and stared at the bastard disciple from afar. The disciple stood there with an innocent face, holding a gong hammer, and smiled foolishly at him.

"Let me talk about the rules first! It will be played in the order of the lottery. As long as one side admits defeat, the game will end. If you can't admit defeat, you can continue to fight! Everyone is a member of the three schools and five schools, and it is best to stop at the end!" The owner of Qixia Valley laughed, "Okay, now, please come to the ring on number one! The competition begins!"

Everyone looked at the young disciple carrying the gong and hammer.

That bastard stopped knocking when it was time to knock, and kept staring at the owner of the valley, as if waiting for his order.

The owner of the valley waited for a long time before the gong sounded, turned his head to stare at the disciple, and roared angrily, "You knock!"

"Pfft..." Everyone burst into laughter.

With the sound of the gong, the two disciples on No. 1 flew up to the ring vigorously, and they fought without saying a word.

When profound masters fight against each other, they largely depend on the strength of their profound strength.

At this time, the profound master has not yet realized the importance of profound knowledge, so when he started to use it, he saw streaks of profound energy flying back and forth, throwing them straight at the opponent.

Qiao Mu took a rough look at the profound skills used by these two profound masters, and he could probably be sure that they were intermediate-level profound skills.

The ones circulated in the market are generally elementary profound skills. It is not bad for them to join the sect and be able to practice intermediate profound skills.

Only the master's direct disciples, the kind of sect disciples with good talents, can practice the high-level profound skills of the sect, and even go to the Zangbao Pavilion to browse higher levels.

In the battle of profound skills, the high-level profound skills are against the middle-level profound skills, needless to say, the high-level profound skills must be stable.

The two people in front of me are both performing intermediate-level profound skills, so it depends on how well they comprehend the profound skills. After reading the profound skills, the smart people can not only fully comprehend them, but even realize something better on this basis. Sophisticated technique.

But obviously, neither of these two people is particularly intelligent, and their profound skills are quite satisfactory.

One is to exercise hand skills, and the other person's mysterious skill should be to exercise the head, so the other person grabs it with his claws, and that person always likes to put his big head on it, which makes classmate Qiao laugh from the bottom of his heart, and the corners of his mouth can't help it Live up.

"Number two! Chen Hanzi, a disciple of Shenshui Sect, is fighting against Peng Zhang, a disciple of Ghost Sect." Master Gu picked up the number plate at hand and reported.

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After the 30th watch today, I have to go and relax my neck. If there is no accident this week, ten changes will be maintained. Tired of silver. .