Chapter 9 Competition for Places
The sky is high and the air is cool and the sun is shining.
In the Tianwu Arena, the crowd was bustling, and there were many disciples of Tianwu Academy sitting on the trapezoidal steps all around.
In the center of the Tianwu Arena is the Tianwu Doutai, which is ten meters long, ten meters wide and one meter high.
A figure like a Dapeng spread its wings, swept over dozens of meters, and landed on the Tianwu Doutai in a stable posture.
"Old man Qin Mo, the elder of the Zhenwu Alliance." The old man put his hands behind his back, and his voice was loud and vigorous: "Today, this elder will preside over the battle for the Zhenwu Enlightenment Dao map. Now, please join the battle."
The voice fell, and seven people walked out of each of the four university palaces.
Seven people, this is the maximum number limit after many discussions in the four university palaces, and strive for excellence.
The number limit of other forces is also seven, at most seven, but those forces can't make up seven.
Like the Shangguan family of the fallen royal family in the kingdom era, only one Shangguan Lianyi is qualified, but such opportunities to fight with geniuses are rare, especially when the killer cannot be killed. Therefore, the Shangguan family, in addition to Shangguan Lian In addition to the wings, there were three more people, a total of four.
The same is true for other forces, three, four and five, and some even get up to seven.
A total of seventy-three.
Chen Zong found that a few eyes fell on his face, very sharp, with undisguised hostility, from the Tianwu Academy and the Giant Blade Academy.
"Among you, some of you have reached rank eight, some have reached rank seven, and some have reached rank six or even rank five." Elder Qin Mo's eyes were sharp, and he glanced at everyone's cultivation base and saw through everyone's cultivation. When his eyes fell on Chen Zong, he revealed a hint of surprise that he could not see the cultivation base.
"Is it an opponent of Rank 7 and Rank 8 when practicing Strength Realm?" Elder Qin Mo suddenly asked back, causing many people's expressions to change.
"There are only five places this time, which means that among you, 68 people will not be able to get the places. I'm not sure who will get the places in the end, but who can't get the places, most of them can be sure." Elder Qin Mo continued. : "This elder knows your plan and wants to take advantage of this opportunity to play against geniuses and hone yourself. Under normal circumstances, I should give you this opportunity, but this elder doesn't have that much time, so I want to end the battle for the quota as soon as possible."
As soon as Elder Qin Mo's words came out, many people's expressions changed immediately. This was to eliminate them from the competition.
"However, this elder is not so unsympathetic." Elder Qin Mo changed his words: "Go up to the force measuring column."
Soon, someone lifted a force measuring column up.
"For the fifth and sixth rank of the power level, each person has only one chance to attack the force measuring column. If they can hit the 70th mark, they are eligible to participate in the competition." Elder Qin Mo said.
Chen Zong carefully looked at the force measuring column. It was the same as the one he had seen before, and it was also a hundred scales. But from what Elder Qin Mo said, it could be judged that it was different from the previous force measuring column.
"I'll come first." A rank six martial artist who practiced strength strode out and stood in front of the force measuring column two meters apart, poised to concentrate and mobilized his inner strength.
"Tiger Roaring in the Wilderness!"
A loud shout, like a fierce tiger roaring, followed by a punch, fierce and fast, a tiger's head phantom appeared under the punch, opened his mouth and let out an amazing roar, and the gust of wind attacked.
The breath of practicing Jinjing Rank 6 diffused out.
With a bang, the force measuring column trembled slightly, red rushing straight from the base, and in the blink of an eye, it exceeded sixty marks, and continued to go up, but stopped at sixty-eight marks, and was unable to rush up again.
This man's face changed and he was very unwilling.
"Ten scales represent one revolution, and ten to twenty represent two revolutions. In this way, seventy scales represent seven revolutions." Chen Zong was stunned.
This means that one must have the attack power of Rank 7 of the Strength Realm to be eligible to truly participate in the battle for places.
If you think about it, the sixth rank of Jinjing belongs to the middle stage of Jinjing, and the seventh rank of Jinjing belongs to the later stage. The gap between the two is obvious.
"I abstain," said a rank five martial artist who practiced Jin Jing.
My family knows their own affairs, and they can't reach the 70th mark when they practice the sixth rank of Jinjing, not to mention that he only trains at the fifth rank of Jinjing.
There are seventy-three people, who have reached the eighth rank of the power training realm. There are three Tianwu Academy, two each of the Giant Blade Academy, the Vicious Blood Academy and the True Sword Academy, a total of nine. Seventh rank, there are twenty-two in total, and the remaining forty-two people are all practicing the fifth and sixth ranks, including Chen Zong.
"I'm coming." It is estimated that a person who practiced the fifth rank of Jinjing was thinking of taking a chance, strode to the force measuring column, gathered his strength, and displayed the ultimate move of the martial arts he practiced.
One leg seemed to be able to smash a 10,000-pound boulder, and slammed into the force measuring column.
With a bang, the energy was overflowing, and the force measuring column trembled, as if it was about to be shattered.
The red surged up, directly over the fifty mark, went straight to sixty, and when it reached sixty-one, it shuddered slightly and stopped.
The cultivation base of Rank 5 of Jin Jingjing can reach Rank 6 of Jin Jingjing, which is indeed very good, but there is still a clear gap from the 70th mark, and it will be eliminated.
One after another came up to test, and broke out his strongest blow, but the one with the best result was that he almost reached the 70th mark.
"Palace Master, Chen Zong should be able to hit seventy marks." One of the two elders of the True Sword Academy was a little worried.
The gap between the sixth and seventh revolutions is obvious, and the gap between the sixty-ninth and seventy-tick marks is equally obvious.
"Don't worry." Real Man Huanyun said with a slight smile.
In three months, Chen Zong's strength, Master Huanyun is very clear, and he is not worried at all.
However, in the end, whether Chen Zong can win the spot, Huanyun real person has no idea, after all, there are as many as nine rank eight practitioners, and each of them is a genius, and the strength is completely different from ordinary rank eight. of.
But even if you can't get a place in the end, you can play against these geniuses and sharpen yourself.
Chen Zong did not go up until the last one.
"It turns out that his cultivation level has not reached the seventh rank of the practice force."
"I can't see it through, I thought it reached rank seven."
Seeing Chen Zong walking towards the force measuring column, many people were surprised.
Three meters away from the force measuring column, after standing still, Chen Zong stared with his eyes and drew his sword out of its sheath. The sword light was like a meteor streaking across the sky. .
"Rank Six Peak!"
In an instant, Chen Zong's internal energy spread out, letting people know his cultivation.
Lightning Sword Technique - Lightning Strikes the Sky!
Red immediately rushed up from the base, blinked, and crossed the sixty mark.
sixty one!
sixty two!
sixty-three!
Soon, red rushed to the sixty-nine scale, approaching seventy.
The real old god of Huanyun was there, and the two elders stared at them with wide eyes, a little nervous.
Lin Hao and Liu Ze, as well as Xuan Jianzi and You Jianzi, also stared at the scale on the force measuring column.
As if going upstream, like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, the red color suddenly rushed to the 70th mark, and after shaking it up and down a little, it stopped at the 70th mark for three seconds.
"Not bad." Elder Qin Mo nodded.
The cultivation base of the peak of the sixth rank of the Jin Jingjing can display the attack power of the seventh rank of the Jin jingjing.
"I knew that Junior Brother Chen had no problem." Lin Hao smiled.
The peak of Rank 6 is still in the middle stage, and the early stage of Rank 7 is in the later stage. The difference between the two is still very obvious. Look at the previous warriors, all of them are considered good talents, but no one can reach the attack power of Rank 7. .
"What's your name?" Elder Qin Mo looked at Chen Zong and asked, approachable.
"Chen Zong."
"I've heard your name." Elder Qin Mo smiled and said, "Congratulations on your qualification to participate in the battle for the Zhenwu Enlightenment Dao map."
"As for you, you can only be eliminated." Elder Qin Mo swept through many rank five and sixth rank martial artists, and said unceremoniously: "And all of you thirty-two have a chance to get one of the five places."
Soon someone came up to carry the force measuring column away, and then a black iron box was brought up.
"The next game is the promotion round. Thirty-two people will draw lots first. No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4, the winner will advance to the next round, and the loser will be eliminated." Elder Qin Mo's tone was neither high nor low: " After two qualifying rounds, it will be the final points race."
"Come here to draw lots."
As Elder Qin Mo's voice fell, everyone walked towards the black iron box, reached in through the circular opening above, and took out the number plate.
The number plate Chen Zong got was number nine, and his opponent was number ten.
"Your cultivation base is at the peak of rank six, but you can have the attack power of rank seven. It's really good, but unfortunately, you met me." Shangguan Lianyi looked at the number in his hand, and then saw Chen Zong's number in his hand. The number of the card, he said immediately.
"It's too early to say who wins and who loses." Chen Zong smiled lightly.
"Haha." Shangguan Lianyi smiled, feeling that Chen Zong was very self-aware.
"No. 1 and No. 2 are ready to fight, and the others will retreat from the Tianwu Doutai." Elder Qin Mo announced loudly, his figure floated slightly, and he slid back.
No. 1 is Xuan Jianzi of the True Sword Academy, and No. 2 is a disciple of the Rank 7 of the Vigorous Blood Academy.
Before you start, you can almost predict the outcome.
"You are not my opponent." Xuan Jianzi said slowly, his eyes wandering, not knowing where his eyes were.
"Who knows." The disciple of the Lieblood Academy grinned, rushing out like the wind, pulling out the machete with his backhand, and cutting towards Xuanjianzi from the side like a waning moon.
Unexpectedly, it was just a phantom. The real machete was glowing with a cold light, appeared behind Xuan Jianzi at an incredible angle, and slashed to the back of the neck.
Xuan Jianzi didn't move, until the moment when the scimitar came to him, he swung the sword with the sheath, easily resisting the cutting of the scimitar, and at the same time, he turned his wrist, and after the long sword and the sheath wrapped around the body of the knife, the sword head hit the chest of the disciple of the Liexue Academy. , with a bang, he directly knocked back a few meters, took one step, and followed him like a shadow. The second blow hit the same place on the chest of the disciple of the Lieblood Academy again, causing blood to bleed from the corner of the opponent's mouth.
"I admit defeat." Only then did the disciples of the Vicious Blood Academy realize that the gap between their own strength and the opponent's was too great, and there was no comparison at all.
"It's true that I have some skills." The eighth-rank practitioners of the Tianwu Academy of Giant Blade Academy and the Violent Blood Academy were slightly startled, and said secretly, listing Xuanjianzi as a strong enemy.