Chapter 884

The stage cheered.

The practitioners below the stage also started to discuss excitedly.

Da Yan actually won four games in a row!

At the beginning of the competition, who could have thought that this would be the result?

It was beyond everyone's expectations.

I thought that under the crush of such a behemoth like Piao Miao Xian Zong, it would be very good for Da Yan to win one or two games by chance. I never expected that he would win four games in a row!

What's even more absurd is that all four games were won by one person.

And there was a gap in cultivation!

"Win one more game! Win one more game, and Da Yan will win this negotiation contest!"

"No, we have to win at least two more games to be safe."

"Yes, it seems to be eleven games!"

"Hmph, as for what those people from Piao Miao Xian Zong said before, Da Yan only needs to win five games to be the final winner. I guess they are already thinking about how to regret it now."

"That's what they said, not what Senior Jia said, so Da Yan naturally won't believe it."

"Yes, Da Yan can only be foolproof if it wins six games!"

"But that boy looks..."

While the cultivators below the stage were discussing, the boy on the stage who was surrounded and cheered by the people of Da Yan suddenly softened and fell down.

Judging from his appearance, he should be seriously injured and exhausted.

"Winning four games in a row is already very good. After fighting a grandmaster for so long, he should be exhausted..."

"Indeed, I think we need to change people for the next game."

On the stage, Luo Qingzhou fainted.

The people of Da Yan hurriedly carried him down and put him into the tent.

The space in the tent was too small, and Linghu Qingzhu was lying inside, so except Bai Yishan who followed him in, everyone else stayed outside.

Fairy Zixia put him in another corner.

Bai Yishan looked solemn and began to check his injuries carefully.

Nangong Huoyue naturally followed him in.

Linghu Qingzhu was covered with a quilt and had fallen asleep because of the effect of the medicine.

In the tent, everyone held their breath and was silent.

Bai Yishan first carefully checked the external injuries on his body. After checking, he was surprised and said: "Many parts of the skin were cracked, and the bones and flesh inside were also hit hard, but it seems that the meridians, bones and flesh, etc. are all intact..."

Nangong Huoyue on the side hurriedly said: "Dean, that means he is fine?"

Bai Yishan was silent for a while and said: "I don't know yet. I have to check his body again to see if there are any internal injuries."

As he said, he stretched out his hand to put it on his chest.

At this time, Luo Qingzhou suddenly opened his eyes and said: "Senior Bai, there is no need to check, I am fine."

After saying that, he sat up directly, took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and poured it into his palm.

After the two drops of spiritual liquid disappeared in his palm, he explained: "Just now, I pretended to be unconscious to deceive those people. There is no damage in my body, but the skin and bones on the outside are a little painful. I will be fine after a rest."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and began to slowly operate the internal exercises.

The spiritual liquid enters the body.

A burning energy immediately rose from the abdomen.

Then it began to flow to the whole body, repairing those places with minor injuries.

Soon, the pain of his cracked skin began to ease.

Bai Yishan stared at him in a daze, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes, but he didn't ask any more questions. He nodded slightly and whispered to Nangong Huoyue beside him: "Let him have a good rest, don't worry, I'll go out and take a look. Piaomiao Xianzong has lost four games in a row, and it should be getting anxious."

Nangong Huoyue frowned slightly and nodded.

Bai Yishan looked at the young man in front of him with a complicated look, and then turned and walked out of the tent.

Outside the tent.

When the practitioners saw him come out, they hurriedly asked about Luo Qingzhou's current situation.

Bai Yishan paused and said in a deep voice: "There is no worry about his life, but if you want to have the next competition, I'm afraid... I can't do it."

His eyes looked at the people of Piaomiao Xianzong opposite the battle stage.

A light shield had already appeared there, covering all the people of Piaomiao Xianzong.

Obviously, they were discussing the next match.

Jia Xun returned to the crowd of Penglai Fairy Island, sat down on a chair, drank tea, and waited indifferently.

Everyone on Penglai Fairy Island was also whispering about the battle just now.

The fighting power and willpower of the young man really shocked them.

"It's a pity, if such a disciple was in my Penglai Fairy Island, I'm afraid that his current cultivation would be far more than a master..."

"I didn't expect that such an excellent young man would come out of the small Dayan..."

"Humph, this time the face of the Piaomiao Fairy Sect is completely lost..."

The Holy Son Xuanyuan Yu of Penglai Fairy Island remained silent.

At this time, his eyes were looking at the woman in a white dress surrounded by several girls on the cloud boat not far away.

That woman was the Qin Yao Fairy, who was famous and talented in Jiutian Yaotai.

Although she wore a veil on her face, her fairy-like figure and temperament were by no means comparable to ordinary women.

Even the five young and beautiful fairies beside her seemed to pale in comparison to her.

At this time, on the cloud boat of Jiutian Yaotai.

Hong Yuan and the others were naturally talking excitedly with Fairy Qin Yao about the battle just now.

"Master, did you see that? He is not only gifted and has a special physique, but also has a strong will, is brave, loyal to his country, and can break the ancient formation. He is simply too perfect! If you don't accept him quickly, he will definitely be snatched away by others."

"Master, Senior Sister is right. It is better to decide early and accept him as a direct disciple. Even if it is not for his Thunder Spirit Root, such a young man is rare. With his talent and will, he will definitely shine in our Jiutian Yaotai in the future."

Hong Yuan and Ziwei both persuaded.

Lu He also said crisply with expectation: "Master, don't be afraid of embarrassment. No one dares to laugh at you. What's wrong with accepting a male disciple? It's not like there are no uncles in the sect who have accepted one. And... we also want a little junior brother."

As for Fenyou and Lanyu, they stood aside silently without saying anything.

Fairy Qin Yao was also silent.

Hong Yuan hurriedly said, "Fenfen, Lanlan, what do you two think?"

Lan Yu said coldly, "Whatever."

Fenyou was silent for a moment, looked at his master, and said, "If you really want to accept him into our Jiutian Yaotai, let Uncle Lianxue accept him as a direct disciple."

When this was said, everyone else was stunned.

Fairy Qin Yao looked at him calmly, and continued to look at the crowd.

Ziwei asked in confusion, "Fenfen, why do you want to give him to Uncle Lianxue?"

Fenyou said indifferently, "Uncle Lianxue is also from our Yunv Peak, and she is a sister of Master, there is no difference."

Luhe said crisply, "But Uncle Lianxue is a Confucianist, isn't it appropriate? Moreover, why not let Master accept him directly? Why bother?"

Fenyou fell silent and said nothing more.

At this time, Hong Yuan, the eldest senior sister, suddenly reacted, looked at her master, and said quickly: "Yes, let Master Lianxue accept him as a disciple, this is the most appropriate."

The eyes of others all looked at her.

Hong Yuan "coughed" and walked to the railing behind.

Several people understood and followed immediately.

At this time, Hong Yuanfang whispered: "Master has been stuck in the current realm for many years, and urgently needs the boy's thunder spirit to break through. Didn't you also read the information about the root of thunder spirit in the book last time? If Master accepts him as a disciple, then the two of them will be a master and disciple relationship... In that case, Master..."

Speaking of this, she glanced at the master in front of her again, and lowered her voice again: "If it's a master and disciple, Master can't do it..."

Several girls: "..."

Fairy Qin Yao seemed to hear their muttering, turned around and entered the room.

At this time.

Xuanyuan Yu, who was standing in the crowd of Penglai Fairy Island not far away, slowly withdrew his gaze.

After a pause, he looked towards Dayan again.

But that cold figure was not standing in the crowd, and no one knew where he had gone.

In his mind, he could not help but recall her white clothes, ethereal like a fairy, and flawless figure and face when he first saw her.

"It's a pity after all..."

"If she hadn't left, she would be the Saint of Jiutian Yaotai now..."

He sighed secretly in his heart.

At this time.

In Dayan's tent, Luo Qingzhou was quickly recovering the energy consumed in his body.

The half of the remaining Yuanli in the middle-level Yuanshi given to him by Sister Yue was also quickly absorbed by him.

The vast energy in his body began to stir, surging like a wave.

This was another reminder that it was time to break through!

Luo Qingzhou operated the skills to suppress them for the time being, and continued to refine and absorb the energy brought by the spiritual liquid in his body.

Nangong Huoyue sat beside him, holding a bottle of ointment in her hand, carefully applying it to the cracked wound on his skin.

A trace of coolness melted on the wound.

Luo Qingzhou could no longer feel the pain, but felt that all the acupoints and meridians in his body, even the Danhai, were suffocating.

He took a deep breath and continued to suppress the restless energy in his body.

Yue Yao had come in at some point and was standing beside him, watching him quietly.

Nangong Huoyue helped him apply the ointment while glancing at her from time to time, as if he wanted to speak, but held back.

Luo Qingzhou quickly opened his eyes and looked at the two of them.

Nangong Huoyue put away the medicine bottle, but did not leave. She looked at someone next to her and said coldly: "If you have something to say, just say it. I am his wife, not an outsider."

Yue Yao was silent for a while, looked at him and said: "There will be a thunder tribulation when you break through, but there is no need to use it this time. You can break through first and suppress the thunder tribulation temporarily."

When these words came out, Nangong Huoyue was stunned at first, and then her heart was shocked. She turned her head and looked at Luo Qingzhou and said: "You...you are going to break through? Grandmaster?"

Luo Qingzhou nodded, looked at the cold girl in front of him and said: "Sister Yue, can the thunder tribulation be suppressed?"

Yue Yao looked at him coldly and said: "Your thunder tribulation is because of the root of the thunder spirit, not the real thunder tribulation realm, so you only need to temporarily isolate the root of the thunder spirit from the breath in your body."

Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, and said: "How to isolate it?"

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Yue Yao didn't answer, and looked at Nangong Huoyue next to her.

Nangong Huoyue blinked her eyes and was stunned for a moment before she realized what she was doing and said angrily: "I am his wife!"

Yue Yao still didn't speak.

Luo Qingzhou could only say: "Your Majesty, please go out first."

Nangong Huoyue narrowed her eyes and was about to get angry when Luo Qingzhou said again: "I don't have much time. The next competition should start soon."

When Nangong Huoyue heard this, he immediately stood up, looked at the two of them coldly, and left quickly.

Fairy Zixia was standing at the door. When she saw her coming out, she wanted to go in immediately.

Nangong Huoyue immediately reached out to hold her and whispered: "Don't disturb him, he is practicing the technique."

Fairy Zixia was slightly startled when she heard this and did not dare to go in again.

At this time, Zhuang Zhiyan, Yunshang Taoist and others were worrying about the candidates for the next game.

Although Luo Qingzhou said just before stepping down that he would still be the one in the next match, everyone knew that he had been seriously injured, exhausted, and finally passed out. He would definitely have to admit defeat in the next match, otherwise he would Going up there is seeking death.

The Piaomiao Immortal Sect has lost four games in a row, and this time they will probably send out their most powerful disciples.

Although he won the last battle against the early disciple of the great master, it was very difficult and he had to fight hard to win. This battle was definitely not going to work out.

There is too much difference in strength, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless.

"Except for Miss Yueyao, I'm afraid no one can go up there..."

"But Miss Yueyao's strength is restricted by the other party..."

Bai Yishan stood aside, also frowning slightly.

Even if the young man recovers completely, he may not have any chance in this case.

The Piaomiao Immortal Sect will never worry about face again, and will continue to send disciples from weak to strong to come to power.

That disciple is already at the early stage of the Grand Master, and the stronger one will be even more terrifying.

Nangong Huoyue stood at the door, silent.

And at this time.

On the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, both the elders and the young disciples looked very ugly.

"Great Elder, let Zhuo Yang go up and kill that little beast instantly!"

Zhou Yuanshan gritted his teeth.

Gongyang Yan looked at him and said, "What if another great master appears on the other side, or if Yue Yao can still display the strength of the God Transformation Realm?"

Yueyang Tower was silent for a moment and then said: "Still according to the previous selection, Zhuoyang was left to deal with Yue Yao, just in case. That kid was seriously injured. Even if he was pretending, he was definitely injured after fighting Fang Ming for so long. Even if you are exhausted, this scene is actually not difficult.”

Having said this, he looked at Zhu Yufeng who was standing in the corner.

Seeing his gaze, Zhu Yufeng suddenly trembled, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly said with a trembling voice: "Uncle Yue, disciple... I can't do it... I really can't do it..."

Wei Wuchang on the side suddenly said angrily: "You useless thing! You are a cultivator in the realm of transformation into gods. That kid is useless now. What are you afraid of?"

Zhu Yufeng immediately bent his knees and knelt on the ground with a bang, crying: "Masters and uncles, I really can't do it... Disciple, I've had a bad stomach today and I feel uncomfortable. There are also Yesterday, my meridians were diverted while practicing the exercises, and now my whole body feels weak...I can't even muster my strength..."

Wei Wuchang suddenly became furious and raised his palm to give him a slap.

Gongyang Yan quickly frowned and shouted, "Junior Brother Wei, no! You start beating your own disciples before you defeat the enemy. How is that unbecoming?"

Wei Wuchang said angrily: "This piece of trash..."

"Okay, stop talking."

Gongyangyan's face was gloomy, and he said: "Everyone has his own ambitions, and he can't do it reluctantly. Since he is afraid of that kid and is timid, even if you force him to go up, he will definitely lose. Why waste another life?"

Wei Wuchang's eyes widened angrily, and he clenched his fists and said, "I wish I could go up there and cut that little beast into pieces! My Piaomiao Immortal Sect has been humiliated today!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

Yueyang Tower looked at the woman in the blue dress behind him and said, "Lan Ling, didn't you volunteer yourself before to go up and kill that kid? You are in the middle stage of the Transformation of God Realm, and you are very good at using the flying sword in one hand. Then The boy is at the end of his strength now. If you go up there, you should be able to kill him without any effort."

At this time, Lan Ling was extremely silent. He lowered his head when he heard the words, bit his lips and said, "Uncle Yue, my disciple is indeed in the middle stage of the Transformation of God Realm, but in this year's Misty Ranking, he is only ranked 2nd. 5. Fang Ming is ranked fourth, he is already... a disciple, even a disciple can't do it... not to mention the opponent's thunder and lightning, which can only defeat the soul..."

Yueyang Tower looked at her guilty and evasive eyes, remained silent for a moment, and said no more.

A mere boy in the late stage of Grand Master actually scared the best disciples of their Misty Immortal Sect this year out of fear. If he told this, it would make other cultivators laugh out loud.

Shameful, really shameful.

How will they explain to their sect leader and ancestors after they return?

I thought that I came to the border of Dayan to show off my power and show off the talent and strength of the disciples of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect to other Jiutian Yaotai, Penglai Immortal Island, and the sects of the world. But in the end... I came to be a clown...

"Why……"

An elder couldn't help but sigh.

Gongyang Yan looked at the other two disciples and said in a deep voice: "Fang Renjie, Zhang Wanyi, you are the second and third place on this year's ranking list. You are both at the late stage of the God Transformation Realm. , do you dare to go up?"

Fang Renjie immediately said respectfully: "Disciple is willing to go up and kill this beast, wash away the shame for our sect! Avenge my junior brothers and sisters!"

Zhang Wanyi also bowed and said: "Disciple is willing too!"

Gong Yangyan nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Zhang Wanyi suddenly lowered his head and said: "But...disciple just found out that disciple...disciple's stomach...seems not to be feeling well..."

Everyone: "..."

The muscles on Gong Yangyan's face twitched slightly.

There was a strange silence in the field for a moment.

Gong Yangyan couldn't help but sigh, looking at one of the young men and said: "Renjie, you should go. You are ranked second on the Piaomiao list this year. You have good strength and combat experience. It is more than enough to kill the opponent."

Fang Renjie said in a sonorous tone: "Disciple will not disappoint the high expectations of all the uncles and uncles!"

At this time, Jia Xun's indifferent voice came from outside: "Time is up!"

Fang Renjie's eyes condensed, and he immediately strode out.

He is in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm, how could he be afraid of a mere Grandmaster Realm kid! What's more, the other party is already injured!

The reason why the other party was able to win four games in a row before was that, except for the last game, he relied on conspiracy and trickery in the other three games.

If the other party really has the strength to defeat the Grandmaster and above, how could he try every possible way to play tricks?

In the last competition, if Junior Brother Fang had persisted a little longer, the other party would definitely lose.

What a pity.

Junior Brother Fang's willpower is not strong enough, and he was frightened by the other party's desperate attitude.

Once a cultivator has fear in his heart, he will definitely lose.

And he is cultivating the soul, with a firm will, naturally he can better control fear than those who cultivate the body.

What's more, he is two realms higher than Junior Brother Fang.

Although at the same realm, the strength of the body cultivator is stronger than that of the soul cultivator, but he and that kid are not at the same realm.

His Spiritualization Realm is the same realm as the Grandmaster.

And his cultivation level of the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm must be at least that of the middle stage of the Grandmaster to be on par with him.

That young man is only a Grandmaster, what is there to be afraid of?

As long as he wins this competition, he will become the hero of the sect and the most valued disciple of the sect after returning!

The Great Elder and other elders will also be secretly grateful to him in their hearts.

So he must participate in this competition and must win!

Thinking like this.

He walked onto the stage with a firm look and full of confidence.

And it seems that no one has come up on the side of Dayan.

The cultivators below the stage began to discuss.

"Sure enough, the young man is seriously injured and can't fight again."

"Such an excellent disciple must not be allowed to come up to die. I wonder who Dayan will send up in this game?"

"It won't be the girl named Yueyao, right?"

Bai Yishan, Zhuang Zhiyan and others also looked at the door of the tent.

Nangong Huoyue stood at the door, anxious but not daring to go in and disturb.

At this time.

In the tent, Luo Qingzhou had tried several times, and it was indeed possible to temporarily isolate the Thunder Spirit Root from the breath and connection in the body.

As soon as the technique was performed, the Thunder Spirit Root in the body suddenly disappeared as if out of thin air, and no breath could be felt, and even the inner vision could not see it.

"Sister Yue, thank you."

Luo Qingzhou opened his eyes and looked at the cold girl in front of him.

Yue Yao didn't say anything, and was about to go out. He suddenly grabbed her hand, gently pulled her into his arms, and then hugged her, and whispered: "Sister Yue, can you encourage me?"

Yue Yao froze in his arms and immediately struggled.

Luo Qingzhou looked at her delicate face and watery eyes, suddenly lowered his head, put his mouth on her small mouth, bit her greedily for a few times, and then let her go, whispering: "So sweet..."

Then he stood up and walked to the door, and turned back at the door and said: "Thank you sister Yue for your encouragement. With sister Yue's encouragement, I can still fight three more games!"

After that, he lifted the door curtain and strode out.

Yue Yao was motionless in the tent. After a while, her eyes suddenly looked at the bed not far away.

Linghu Qingzhu had opened his eyes at some point, and now his eyes were looking at her quietly.

In the tent, there was silence.

At this time, Jia Xun's voice suddenly came from outside: "Does Dayan want to admit defeat in this game?"

It should be that Dayan has not sent anyone to the stage.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded outside: "Dayan will never admit defeat. If the opponent wants to admit defeat, the younger generation can spare his life."

As soon as this was said, the practitioners outside were in an uproar.

The practitioners of Da Yan suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.

In the tent.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Outside.

Luo Qingzhou changed into a clean robe and strode onto the battle stage.

The noise around him gradually quieted down.

Almost everyone's eyes were looking at him.

On the cloud boat not far away.

Fairy Qin Yao and her five disciples came out of the house again at some point, and their eyes were all looking at him.

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