Chapter 521

"Boom!"

Zhou Boyue burst out his potential and knocked a disciple with the cultivation of mid-stage warrior off the stage, winning the first round.

In the stands, Luo Changtian's eyes flashed and he looked at him again.

The competition has entered the final moment.

Zhang Yuanshan won two rounds in a row.

Zhou Boyue lost in the second round.

The competition of mid-stage martial arts disciples quickly came to an end.

The results of the top ten have come out.

Luo Qingzhou happened to get the fifth place, and Zhang Yuanshan got the sixth place.

After the elder Wu Youzi announced the results, he asked the ten of them whether to continue the challenge.

If they continue, the four disciples of the late stage of martial arts will also join them in the draw, and they are likely to meet disciples of the late stage of martial arts.

Of course, if they can win, their ranking will naturally go up, and they will get more cultivation resources, and they will even be noticed by a senior leader of the sect.

Zhang Yuanshan said without hesitation that he would continue the competition.

The other six disciples also said that they would continue to participate.

There were still three disciples left, and they seemed to be still thinking and hesitating.

Zhang Yuanshan walked to Luo Qingzhou and whispered, "Fourth Junior Brother, your results are good enough. If you were injured in the competition just now, just go down. Master won't blame you."

Luo Qingzhou said, "Big Brother, I'm fine. I thought about it and decided to participate."

After that, he raised his hand and said, "Chu Feiyang, a disciple of the Kyoto branch, is willing to continue the competition."

The elder Wu Youzi glanced at him and wrote his name on the list.

Zhang Yuanshan patted him on the shoulder and said with concern, "Fourth Junior Brother, be careful. If you draw those four martial artists in the late stage, just admit defeat directly. It's not shameful."

Luo Qingzhou nodded.

The remaining two disciples decided to withdraw after thinking for a while.

Now, with the four martial artists in the late stage, there are a total of twelve disciples competing for the top few places.

As long as you can rank in the top five, the points, honors, and rewards you get will be the most generous.

The first game is still a draw.

Twelve disciples walked up to the stone platform one by one, waiting for the draw.

Luo Qingzhou happened to stand with Yun Wanrou from Shuicheng. Yun Wanrou smiled slightly, looked ahead and said: "Junior Brother Chu is indeed a hidden talent. Even my senior brother lost to you. I hope we can meet later. I want to ask Junior Brother Chu for advice."

Luo Qingzhou said: "I am definitely not a match for Senior Sister Yun. If we really meet, I hope Senior Sister Yun can give me a few more moves."

Yun Wanrou's eyebrows twitched a few times, thinking of the competition last night, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

Offstage.

Sun Jiang's bad temper was finally cleared. At this time, he was in high spirits and looked at the two disciples on the stage with a smile on his face.

Jin Song on the side sneered: "Senior Brother Sun is too proud too early. If you want to enter the top few, your two disciples have no chance."

Sun Jiang was happy at this time. Seeing his sarcasm, he ignored it.

He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the stands high above. The sect master and the several respected peak masters were all sitting there, watching the competition carefully.

Thinking of the announcement of the results later, he became more excited and expectant.

On the stone platform, under the auspices of Wu Youzi, the twelve disciples began to draw lots in turn. Those who drew each other could go directly to the ring to compete.

The remaining disciples continued to draw.

Because it was a 12-to-6 competition, the first game was crucial. If you won, you would be ranked sixth at the worst. If you lost, you would go down and be re-ranked according to your scores. So in order to make everyone speechless, the first game must be drawn by both parties to count.

Luo Qingzhou actually drew Zhang Yuanshan for the first time.

Fortunately, the other party did not draw him.

If the two drew each other, Luo Qingzhou would definitely not hesitate and would give up directly.

He has now been designated as a direct disciple by Linghu Qingzhu, so he doesn't care about the ranking. The reason why he still insists on competing is for the sake of the entire team, and of course for himself and Linghu Qingzhu.

If the ranking is too low, he and Linghu Qingzhu will definitely be gossiped about.

They may even speculate whether he has taken the back door of Linghu Peak Master in advance.

"Chu Feiyang!"

When he was drawing for the third time, Yun Wanrou's voice suddenly came from the side.

He picked up the bamboo stick and turned his head to look. Yun Wanrou was holding the bamboo stick in her hand and looking at him, smiling slightly: "Junior Brother Chu, I have drawn you twice, I hope you can draw me once."

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze and looked at the bamboo stick in his hand without speaking.

Wu Youzi took the bamboo stick from his hand and looked at it, then took Yun Wanrou's bamboo stick and looked at it, then looked at the two of them and said, "You two, go to the middle ring."

As soon as these words came out, Yun Wanrou's face was full of smiles, and she said respectfully, "Yes, elder."

Then she looked at the young man next to her and said, "Junior Brother Chu, let's go."

Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything, and walked down the stone platform with her.

Wu Youzi announced loudly, "Yun Wanrou, a disciple of the Shuicheng branch, and Chu Feiyang, a disciple of the Jingdu branch, will compete in the middle ring."

Then he added, "Yun Wanrou is a disciple of the late martial arts master."

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the audience immediately rushed to the middle ring.

After Jin Song heard the news, he immediately smiled. He pulled Sun Jiang beside him and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Sun, what a coincidence. Let's go and watch our disciples compete together."

Sun Jiang walked over calmly.

Sister Chu Xiaoxiaodao and others also quickly followed.

Chu Xiaoxiao whispered: "Senior Sister Dao, do you think that Senior Sister Yun will avenge her private life and take the opportunity to stab Senior Brother Chu?"

Sister Dao also frowned and said: "That guy Chu Feiyang is smarter than you think. If he really can't beat him, he will definitely give up in advance. He can't fight for the ranking."

After saying that, she raised her head and looked around, and at a glance she saw the slim figure standing closest to the middle stage.

Nangong Meijiao was surrounded by guards in front of the ring in the middle, staring coldly at the two people who walked onto the ring.

At this time, the eyes of the peak masters at the highest point of the stand were also staring at the ring in the middle.

"Senior Brother Mo, do you think that boy has a chance?"

"It's impossible to say that. After all, the female disciple is in the late stage of martial arts. Judging from the competition she just had, her body skills and sword skills are both exquisite, and she has some advantages in sword practice..."

Speaking of sword cultivators, several old men suddenly reacted, turned their heads and looked at Linghu Qingzhu.

Mo Jiufeng smiled and said, "Master Linghu Peak, what do you think of that female disciple's swordsmanship?"

Linghu Qingzhu said expressionlessly: "It's okay."

Mo Jiufeng said again: "Does Master Linghu think there is hope for that boy?"

Linghu Qingzhu looked at the figure on the ring, and thought of him holding that ancient sword and practicing ancient swordsmanship last night. He paused and said, "I don't know."

Mo Jiufeng smiled, turned around and said, "Then let's wait and see if that kid can surprise us again."

"here we go!"

On the ring, Yun Wanrou did not show any humility or carelessness. She just flashed her figure and stabbed him with a sword.

Immediately, the sword in his hand stabbed and thrust, slashing and sweeping, and in an instant, dense sword shadows danced towards the opposite side.

Luo Qingzhou used Lingfeng Fist, fighting and then retreating, circling around the ring and maintaining a solid defense.

During the previous competition, he accidentally used the Thunder Fist and fired a line of thunder and lightning. Fortunately, the thunder and lightning only had a faint light, and it only appeared when the fist hit the opponent's mouth, and it disappeared in a flash. , few people should be able to see it.

So he didn't dare to use Thunder Fist anymore.

As for the Plum Blossom Flying Boxing Technique and the Bull Demon Magic Technique, they cannot be used.

The former was stolen from Chengguo Mansion. Although it was just the most common technique, Luo Changtian would be in trouble if he recognized it.

As for the Bull Demon Magic Skill, it was used when assassinating Luo Yu and also when fighting Luo Yannian, so it couldn't be used in front of Luo Changtian.

As for the flying sword, it was his ultimate move, and of course it couldn't be exposed.

Therefore, he can only use Lingfeng Fist and Mountain-shaking Fist now.

The Mountain-shaking Fist is a domineering attacking punch, but when faced with subtle sword moves, it will be restrained. No matter how strong the skin, flesh, muscles and bones are, it is still flesh and blood, so how can it be the opponent of the sword, let alone the opponent? His cultivation level is one level higher than his, and the sword in his hand has stronger penetrating power.

Therefore, the Mountain-shaking Fist cannot be used yet.

As soon as the opponent makes a move, there will be a continuous flow of killing moves, so his best way is to defend first, slowly draining the opponent's vigor and internal strength, making the opponent's efforts ineffective, and then, again and again, and finally exhausted...

That's when he really took action.

In a competition between internal strength and mental strength, the opponent is definitely no match for him.

So the longer it takes, the better it is for him.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

Seeing that he didn't dare to challenge, Yun Wanrou blindly avoided, her sword moves suddenly changed, she no longer paid attention to defense, and actually attacked faster.

Although Luo Qingzhou saw her flaw clearly, he still did not attack and continued to rely on his eyesight and body skills to dodge. The strong wind caused by Ling Feng's fist kept shaking away the sword peak she thrust.

Originally, because of Chan Chan, he was very familiar with sword moves and could easily dodge them. Last night, he saw the ancient sword moves on the jade wall and practiced them several times. At this time, his eyesight was naturally stronger, and the opponent just raised his hand. Arm, before the sword was thrust out, he seemed to already know where the opponent's next sword was going to strike.

At the same time, in his eyes, the opponent's fastest sword move was much slower than yesterday.

Therefore, he can easily dodge.

However, he deliberately slowed down his speed, making it appear that he was avoiding danger. He was almost stabbed several times, and Yue Yaojian's clothes were also scratched.

After all, he wants to hide his true strength.

In the eyes of the disciples in the audience, Yun Wanrou's swordsmanship was exquisite and she drew the sword so fast that they could hardly see where the tip of the sword in her hand was. The boy on the other side was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back. He only knew how to dodge and run away, and he was about to lose.

Jin Song's disciples were all cheering and cheering in the audience.

Jin Song sarcastically said: "Senior Brother Sun, does your disciple know how to escape? It seems that he wants to consume my disciple's physical strength, but do you think he can persist until that time?"

As he was speaking, Yun Wanrou on the stage suddenly stabbed Luo Qingzhou in the abdomen with a sword. Luo Qingzhou ducked sideways, but did not completely dodge. The sword peak brushed past his skin and pierced him instantly. His clothes had a bloody streak on his abdomen.

If he had been a step later, the sword would have pierced his abdomen directly, which was extremely dangerous!

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Seeing this scene, the disciples in the audience could not help but exclaimed.

Nangong Meijiao's face suddenly changed, and he could not help but tighten the whip handle of Yue Yaojian.

And the peak masters on the stands also jumped in their hearts.

"The swordsmanship of that female disciple is indeed exquisite. She seems to have good talent, but her attack seems a bit ruthless. The sword just now could have sunk a little and stabbed the boy's thigh. In this case, with the speed of that boy just now, it is probably difficult to dodge."

"That boy obviously wants to consume the physical and internal strength of the female disciple, but it seems that the opponent's internal strength is still long, and the sword is getting faster and faster. I am afraid that he will not be able to hold on for much longer..."

Linghu Qingzhu, who was sitting on the side, saw the two figures on the stage and did not speak.

Fairy Zixia next to him whispered: "Qingzhu, you seem to have a different opinion?"

Linghu Qingzhu paused and said: "No."

Fairy Zixia asked again: "Who do you think will win?"

Linghu Qingzhu looked at her and did not speak.

Fairy Zixia looked at her with a hint of surprise on her face, and looked back at the figure on the stage who was still dodging.

At this time, half an hour had passed.

On the left and right arenas, the first round of the competition had already ended.

On the middle arena, Luo Qingzhou and Yun Wanrou were still fighting.

Yun Wanrou's patience had been exhausted, and her physical strength had been mostly consumed. At this time, she was angry and anxious, and her sword moves became more and more fierce.

But in Luo Qingzhou's eyes, her speed was slower.

He knew that the opponent was already at the end of his strength, so at this time, he began to turn from passive to active.

"Boom!"

He played a Lingfeng Fist, which swept away the opponent's sword moves, and then suddenly began to attack. His fist suddenly became bigger, and the wind whistled, and he punched the opponent's face with a bang!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Once the Shaking Mountain Fist was performed, it rolled out like a storm, and each punch was more fierce and heavier than the other, and the speed was getting faster and faster!

The situation on the arena was reversed!

Yun Wanrou could only swing her sword to avoid it at this moment, and retreated repeatedly.

The disciples who had just been scolding Luo Qingzhou for being a coward in the audience, now all held their breath and watched in silence.

"Bang!"

Seeing the opponent's sword thrust out, Luo Qingzhou did not dodge or give way, but directly punched it.

The suddenly huge fist, with a "ding" sound, instantly opened the stabbing sword tip, and then fell towards the opponent's chest!

Yun Wanrou saw that she could not dodge, and there was no time to retract the sword in her hand, so she had to chop horizontally, and the other arm followed in front of the chest to block.

"Bang!"

The moment the sword in her hand chopped horizontally on Luo Qingzhou's arm, Luo Qingzhou punched her arm that was blocking in front of the chest, and then a huge force rushed forward and hit her chest again!

Yun Wanrou's body shook and was directly smashed out.

Before she landed, Luo Qingzhou had already rushed up like lightning, and "bang" punched up again!

Yun Wanrou had no choice but to hold her sword horizontally to block.

"Crack!"

Who would have thought that the huge fist would actually bend the sword in her hand, and still hit her chest with her sword!

This time, she flew out of the ring directly, and fell heavily to the ground amid the exclamations of the crowd.

The disciples around her quickly stepped back.

"Junior Sister Wanrou!"

Jin Song's other disciples all ran over, but they all stood by and did not dare to step forward to help. The faces of several people were still smug the moment before, but now they all looked extremely ugly.

Jin Song's face was even uglier, and the muscles on his face twitched constantly.

Yun Wanrou "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood, then clenched the sword in her hand, stood up from the ground, took a breath, jumped up, jumped onto the ring again, and gritted her teeth and said, "Good punch, you..."

"Bang!"

Before she could finish, Luo Qingzhou punched her again.

Yun Wanrou dodged immediately, and slashed at the fist with a sword.

But the fist suddenly turned into a fist shadow, which was shattered by her sword.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang!

A huge fist suddenly cut through the air and hit her stomach heavily. With a "bang", she was knocked out again!

This time, Luo Qingzhou did not give her any chance. He suddenly jumped up into the air, and then rushed down. With a "bang", he hit her chest again, knocking her directly to the ground from mid-air.

"Bang!"

Yun Wanrou fell heavily to the ground, and her chest suddenly caved in. With a "crack", her ribs were all broken!

She widened her eyes and was about to raise her head, but a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and then her eyes went black, and she fainted.

The disciples around were all silent.

Luo Qingzhou landed in front of her, still clenching his fists. Strong winds were swirling around his fists, making a whistling sound.

Wu Youzi immediately said beside her: "Since she has fainted, this round is over. This round, Chu Feiyang, the disciple of the Kyoto branch, wins!"

Chu Xiaoxiao cheered excitedly immediately.

Sun Jiang was also all smiles.

Jin Song, who was standing by, stood there with a gloomy face for a while, and suddenly sneered, saying: "Brother Sun, you don't have to be too proud. Even if your disciple beats my disciple, so what? Unless he can enter the top three, no matter how good he is at fighting, he can't even think about entering the inner gate!"

After saying that, he walked quickly towards his unconscious disciple.

Sun Jiang looked at his back without saying anything, raised his head, and looked at the figures on the stands.

"What a cunning boy, he really played the fool and won!"

"Tsk tsk, this method looks like what I trained. Fellow brothers, this disciple is destined to be with me, please don't argue with me later."

"Get lost! Do you still want to save your dignity? How can he be destined to you? He is obviously destined to be with me. I am plain-looking, and that boy is also plain-looking! He is obviously destined to be with me!"

"Hey, you two old guys are really shameless! I think that boy is destined to be with me! That boy has a head, two eyes and two hands, so do I. That boy has a mouth and two legs, so do I. I think he is my seed!"

"..."

Several old men argued endlessly.

Fairy Zixia looked at Linghu Qingzhu beside her and asked in a low voice: "Qingzhu, is he destined to be with you?"

Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment and said: "Yes, he actually knows sword."

On the stone platform, the great elder Wu Youzi took the list and began to announce the names of the top six. Two of the disciples had already finished the second round, so they were ranked high.

Next, they needed to draw lots again to select the top three from the six disciples.

Then the top three disciples will compete with each other for the first, second and third place.

Luo Qingzhou raised his hand to withdraw directly, indicating that he was injured and could not play the next round.

And Zhang Yuanshan had already lost in the first round just now.

Wu Youzi glanced at him and asked again, "Chu Feiyang, do you really want to quit? If you quit now, you will only get the sixth place. Of course, the specific score needs to be discussed and scored by the elders."

Luo Qingzhou bowed and said, "Disciple can enter the top six, I am already very satisfied, I really can't play the next game."

Seeing this, Wu Youzi didn't say anything more, nodded, and let him go down.

Although Luo Qingzhou took the initiative to quit, when he went down, Sun Jiang was still excited, patting his shoulder and said, "Feiyang, good job, it's already very good to be able to enter the top six of the overall list. I thought you would be good to enter the top fifteen, but I didn't expect to get such a dazzling result. Also, you defeated the disciple of the late martial arts master, and you must be famous in the sect now."

Zhang Yuanshan and others also congratulated with a smile on their faces.

Sister Dao glanced at the wound on his abdomen and said, "Chu Feiyang, is your stomach okay? Go and bandage it."

Luo Qingzhou stretched out his hand and touched it, and it hissed. It was indeed a little painful.

Chu Xiaoxiao said angrily, "That Senior Sister Yun is so cruel. If Senior Brother Chu had been a little slower, she would have pierced his stomach with a sword. Humph, she deserved to have her ribs broken by Senior Brother Chu. She asked for it."

Luo Qingzhou took out the ointment and applied it on his stomach. He took out the gauze and bandaged it simply.

At this time, he couldn't leave.

The results should be announced in half an hour.

Although he only got the sixth place, he was afraid that he would steal the limelight from the first place later.

To be honest, he didn't want this to happen.

But only in this way, everyone knew that Lingxiao Sect valued him and that his identity had changed dramatically.

In this way, Luo Changtian and Jinyiwei would be afraid in the future and dare not trouble him casually.

It doesn't matter.

Anyway, he is Chu Feiyang, so he can be famous.

While thinking about things, he suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from the side. He turned his head and saw a pair of red eyes staring at him coldly like a ferocious beast.

Yun Wanrou, who had just been knocked unconscious by his punch, had woken up at this moment. She was supported by the slightly fat female disciple and stood there looking at him. The hypocritical gentleness and smile on her face had long disappeared, replaced by hatred and hideousness.

Her lofty dignity and face were trampled on by him in front of her senior brothers and sisters yesterday. Unexpectedly, it was trampled on again in front of everyone in the sect today.

More importantly, she was about to be selected as an inner disciple.

What would everyone think of her at that time?

Would they all suspect that she had taken a backdoor?

So at this moment, her heart was full of shame and hatred, and more uneasiness.

But she decided that as long as she could become an inner sect disciple, she could bear any rumors.

At that time, she would use her status as an inner sect disciple to avenge her shame!

"Zheng——"

On the ring, the swords and sabers flashed, and the final competition began.

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