Chapter 145: The Bad Luck One
The bookkeepers wrote their names on the plaques they had made and put them in the wooden boxes that had been prepared.
Lin Zixin will draw out the opponent of each competition in front of everyone.
Soon, the contestants of the first competition were drawn.
The two went up to the rooftop and saluted each other, both of them a little restrained.
This should be the first time they have competed in front of so many people. Thinking of his every move, he was watched by more than a thousand people, and it was difficult for an inexperienced person not to be nervous.
Lin Zixin gave an order, and the competition began.
This competition is not exciting. Both of them were nervous and fought stiffly, and in the end, that disciple of Tianhai Pavilion won with a deeper cultivation.
In a row, it was like this.
This disappointed the disciples. The competition of this level can't even compare to your own sect!
The veteran disciple who participated in the event said, "It's like this at the beginning, just get used to it slowly." It's only exciting when it comes to the challenge! Behind it are rare masters. ”
On the side of Jiuyao Palace, the first person to be named was Shao Zhengyang, and the disciples of this sect encouraged him one after another.
Shao Zhengyang was full of ambition, and then heard Lin Zixin report his opponent, a barbarian!
Then, he was stupid.
Is God playing with him? He also comforted Tan Yubing before, there are few barbarians, and he met it himself at this time.
There's no way, even the barbarians have to do it!
Shao Zhengyang went to the rooftop hard.
As soon as he wanted to sign up for the ceremony, the barbarians over there cut it down with a stone axe!
Shao Zhengyang was shocked, and in a hurry, he drew his sword to meet the enemy.
Sure enough, it's a barbarian, and before the competition, don't you know that you want to be known by name?
The barbarian didn't care about the complaints in his heart, and gave Shao Zhengyang a dismount on the field, and the stone axe was chopped down, and the waves of anger were rolling.
Shao Zhengyang quickly sensed the terrifying nature of the barbarians. A stone axe split, this simple action, brought an irresistible sea of air waves. The ferocious force stirred the air around him, forming a whirlpool of air waves.
The crisis was approaching, Shao Zhengyang had no time to think, instinctively turned his sword into light, and rushed left and right in the air waves.
The barbarians shouted, and chopped down one axe after another, and Shao Zhengyang's figure was like electricity, shuttling back and forth in it. The sword light flickered from time to time, striking at the weak point.
The audience on the ring peak was attracted to the attention.
After so many games, this one is finally a bit level.
"Master Shao's nephew is not in a good situation!" Tan Yubing said in a low voice.
Barbarians, who live to the west of Yinshan Mountain, are known as the Great Wilderness. It was a wild place, full of powerful demonic beasts, and if you want to survive, you can only keep fighting.
In the bloodline of the barbarians, there is a powerful power, and when the age is reached, the bloodline is stimulated, and they can cultivate. They rely on the power of blood, and their strength is infinite. Fighting the barbarians, the Terrans are inherently at a disadvantage. In the past wars between the two races, the human race suffered countless casualties, and it often took several to besiege one in order to eliminate the other party.
Shao Zhengyang has been contained. Fighting head-on, the strength was too poor, and he wanted to fight back, but the wave of qi limited his movements.
Lu Mingshu silently thought, what should she do if she encountered such a situation? She simulated the strength and angle of the barbarian in her mind one by one, and then corrected it according to the performance on the field.
"Too much power......" she muttered. In the simulated scene, it is a deep shade of red, which represents the range of power. If it goes on like this, Shao Zhengyang can't find a loophole, only defeat.
Shao Zhengyang has been in the fusion realm for four years, his foundation is not deep, he has no advantage over the other party, his strength lies in the continuous sword momentum. But as soon as the barbarian started the game, he used a strong force to suppress him, the initiative changed hands, and his advantages could not be brought into play at all.
"It's off to a bad start. "If Shao Zhengyang takes the lead at the beginning and takes the initiative, it will be much easier.
"Senior nephew Lu, if it were you, what would you do in this situation?"
Lu Mingshu said: "First break the other party's continuous momentum, and then strive for the initiative." Although the barbarians are powerful, their martial arts are rudimentary, and once the initiative changes hands, it is difficult for them to recover. "That's how Yu Kuang dealt with the barbarians, and it proved to be very effective.
"But, how to break the other party's qi?" Tan Yubing had been thinking about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out.
Lu Mingshu didn't think twice: "With the spear of the son, the shield of the attacker." ”
Tan Yubing was stunned, what do you mean?
Shao Zhengyang on the stage was gradually forced into a desperate situation. Seeing that he was about to lose, he finally fought back.
I saw his figure floating, not retreating, but advancing, against the heavy waves, the sword light pointed directly at the barbarians.
The anger slapped heavily on him, he didn't care at all, and rushed in front of the barbarians in one breath. The stone axe slashed down again, Shao Zhengyang's sword momentum turned, and the sword qi Xuanguang collided with the qi wave.
"Death and life?" Lu Mingshu thought about it sideways and shook his head.
It's not that this method is not feasible, but the price to pay is too great, and if it is her, there are better options. Qi Wave has a disadvantage, it is not as controllable as Xuanguang, as long as it is slightly guided and changes its direction, it can attack each other and cancel each other out. This is what she said about the spear of the son, the shield of the attacker.
But Shao Zhengyang doesn't have her computing power and can't do this. At present, this response is probably the best choice. It's just that, regardless of the outcome, he will definitely get hurt.
After being attacked by a wave of attacks, Shao Zhengyang finally brought out his strengths. The swords connected together, enveloping the other party.
Tan Yubing's complexion improved: "In this way, I have a fifty percent chance of winning." ”
Lu Mingshu nodded. This is the first battle of the barbarians, and if Shao Zhengyang loses, he will lose his momentum.
The sword light was sheng, the air waves, and with a bang, the two forces exploded.
By the time the commotion had subsided, neither of them could stand up.
Lin Zixin appeared, checked the state of the two, and announced with a smile: "The victory is not scored, both of them have exhausted, and this game is a draw." ”
On the side of Jiuyao Palace, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. As long as you don't lose, Yu Guo won a game before, if Shao Zhengyang loses, it will inevitably affect the momentum of the sect.
Shao Zhengyang returned to the color shed, his face pale.
Kang Tian personally showed him the injury and ordered: "There are internal injuries in the body, go and rest quickly." ”
A disciple stepped forward and helped Shao Zhengyang down.
"If you don't win, you can't enter the challenge, right?" Tan Yubing asked suddenly.
"Yes, Senior Brother Shao has to fight again......"
Lu Mingshu has to sympathize with Shao Zhengyang. This against the barbarians, you can't give up if you want to, and finally make a draw, not to lose face, but to fight another game with injuries.
The competition continued.
On the side of Jiuyao Palace, disciples have been drawn one after another, and some have lost and some have won.
Tan Yubing went down first and won the next game smoothly.
Lu Mingshu was never drawn. There are too many competitions in the Fusion Realm, and it will take at least three days to end the primary.
As night fell, Lin Zixin announced the end of the first day of the competition. (To be continued.) )