Chapter Forty-Eight: The Battle of the City Lords
Luo Yao saw that the face of the person who spoke was gloomy, and his eyes revealed the essence of light, so he determined that this person's identity was the head of the Feng family, thinking that the Feng family had long since stopped taking the City Lord's Mansion in his eyes.
"Guys, we'll see on the field. ”
After the old city lord finished speaking, he ignored the two of them and sat calmly in his position, waiting for the game to start.
"Just do your best, don't get hurt. ”
Mo Qiu was wearing a black mask as usual, and his appearance just now attracted the attention of several forces, but those families found out that it was just a Xuandan period of cultivation and settled down, and they only felt that this person was wearing a mask, and I was afraid that he couldn't see people in appearance.
"Well, I know. ”
Although Luo Yao's face was tense, he still adjusted his mentality under Mo Qiu's comfort and replied softly.
"Xuantian Academy Jin Master arrives~"
"Dean Qin Song of Xuantian Academy has arrived~"
Two shouts sounded on the field, ushering in the highest peak of cheers, shouting the four big words "Xuantian Academy" undulating from each other, which shows that Xuantian Academy's prestige in the Blue Wolf City is quite high.
Luo Yao also followed the shouting and looked at the team on the central avenue of the field, slowly walking.
The person in the middle, who looks more than half a hundred years old, wears a golden badge on his chest, thinking that the leader in the middle is Dean Qin Song of Xuantian Academy.
Luo Yao, who was more than 600 meters away from the team, felt that the aura of his whole body was suppressed, and he was shocked, until his hand was held, and he felt that the aura was swimming again.
"That Qin Song Dean of Xuantian Academy has cultivated to at least the Spirit Cultivation Period. ”
Mo Qiu whispered in Luo Yao's ear and said, the hot breath rippled in the pinna, itchy, Luo Yao couldn't help but tilt his head, and didn't see the face under the mask slightly.
When the major families saw the team entering, they all got up and bowed their hands to the Xuantian Academy team standing on the top of the square platform.
Luo Yao sighed again, the superb status of Xuantian Academy, Yu Guang glanced at Mo Qiu beside him, and had to sigh, after all, the person who could get her a recommendation book was not very human.
"Sit down. ”
A deep voice resounded throughout the square, and everyone sat down again, waiting for Xuantian Academy to announce the rules of the competition.
Sure enough, as soon as he sat down, the middle-aged man next to Qin Song walked into the center of the stage and read out the rules of this city lord dispute.
"This competition system is different from the past, according to the joint discussion of the Xuantian Academy Elder Council, the final decision on the competition system of the city lord, this time the contestant team is required to play a maximum of five Xuanzhen period monks, and the remaining five contestants can cultivate for the Xuanzhen period, and the Xuanzhen period monks compete in a group battle, and in the end, among the fifteen, the last person left on the platform wins, and the winner can enter the Xuantian Academy Thundering Tower to cultivate, and give a god pill. ”
As soon as the words fell, the field became restless again, not to mention how tempting the Thundering Tower was, as soon as the Divine Spirit Pill came out, the contestants of the entire Xuanzhen Period boiled, the Divine Spirit Pill, as the name suggests, is related to the Divine Soul, as long as you take one in the impact Divine Soul Period, the probability of increasing the success rate by at least seven layers, no one is blushing, especially the monks who have completed the Xuanzhen Period, all of them are gearing up and high-spirited.
However, Luo Yao was surprised by the group battle, after all, it was a well-known thing for Feng Zhen and the two families to join forces, so the City Lord's Mansion was in a very disadvantageous position, obviously the old city lord Mo also noticed this problem, and his face was gloomy.
"This is just the Xuanzhen period monk competition system, and the Xuanzhen period is the lower cultivation competition system, it is very simple, two by two, whoever wins the last round of the two is the winner of this city lord battle, which also represents which power patriarch sits in the position of the city lord. Since fifteen people participated, the first round of drawing lots to determine which monk had a bye, and the selection of the battle would be decided by the Xuantian Academy, who would play against whom. ”
After these words, there was a burst of discussion**, which was obviously incredible, and this final decision actually fell on the monks who cultivated below the Xuanzhen period. However, they didn't dare to doubt Xuantian Academy, and they didn't dare to criticize Xuantian Academy as the sole authority for the selection of opponents.
As soon as the old city lord Mo heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the dullness in his heart dissipated most of it, thinking about the Mo Gongzi behind him, he felt that there was hope for this game, in fact, he didn't know why, no matter how he investigated, Mo Gongzi's cultivation was always in the Xuandan period, but the temperament he gave people was suspicious, but it was also reassuring.
And after Luo Yao listened, he was worried about who and whom, and kept muttering that he wished God to bless Xiao's first bye, and Mo Qiu approached and wanted to listen carefully, but was glared back by Luo Yao.
"Let's start with the Xuanzhen Daoist first. ”
I saw that after the middle-aged man from Xuantian Academy announced the start of the competition, he returned to the position of Xuantian Academy in the blink of an eye.
"Light the incense, let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, fifteen Xuanzhen period monks flew away from their ranks and stood in a triangular column at the corner of the square platform.
"Knock~"
A big drum sounded, fifteen people shot at the same time, Luo Yao nervously looked at the fate on the stage, he couldn't get up, the monks of the Feng Zhen family shot towards the city lord's mansion at the same time, only to see that the fate was entangled by the two monks of the Zhen family.
"The~ What you Feng Zhen and the two families are doing is really above board. ”
"Ah, my Zen staff. ”
"Hey, I'm hiding. ”
"Donor, look at the old man Da Jinzhong has accepted you. ”
As always, Luo Yao said that he had a broken mouth, fights or something, and he would definitely keep chattering.
"Bald donkey, shut your stinky mouth~"
Obviously, the two monks were obviously impatient, and the two of them clenched their hands into fists and blasted towards the edge with a huge amount of spiritual energy.
Although Yuan Xiang kept talking, his face was calm, and he saw his Zen staff across his chest, constantly mobilizing his dantian spiritual power.
"Bang~"
There was a loud noise, and I saw that the two monks were blasted out of the square platform, and the barrier did not move at all.
Luo Yao had to sigh at the strength of this enchantment, this enchantment was only unbreakable to the outside, and if it hit it from the inside, it would fall directly out of the table.
The rest of the people on the stage saw that they directly kicked out the two Zhen families, and the rest of the monks of the Feng Zhen family looked at each other, but they didn't expect this monk to be so strong.
And the pressure on the fate of the two who just won the battle doubled, because there were only three people left in the City Lord's Mansion, and they didn't think that these two would join forces and use insidious means to directly release dark arrows, causing the two monks in the City Lord's Mansion to fall to the ground and be poisoned, and they were sent out of the stage by the enchantment.
Fortunately, the two Xuanzhen Stage Expiration Realm monks of the Feng family had just been kicked out by a monk from the City Lord's Mansion.
Now Feng Zhen has six left, and he directly surrounds the three of them, it seems that they plan to directly face each other head-on, not to break them one by one.
"Sacrifice bell, go~"
A large bell stood in front of the three of them.
"Bang~"
There was a loud crash that almost burst the eardrum.
"We're going to lose this time. ”
A monk beside Yuan Xiang said worriedly.
"It's a while to be able to block it. ”
The other monk replied calmly.
Yuan Xiang looked at the monk who had just spoken, the Xuanzhen period had expired, and he was also the monk who had just defeated the two Feng families, who looked like he was only in his twenties, dressed in black, and his face was expressionless.
"We're just being invited to participate in the competition, and this new rule, hey, we're working so hard just for the Divine Spirit Pill. ”
Yuan Xiang sighed and said helplessly.