Chapter Seventy-One: Flesh Fights Ghosts

The woman saw that everyone's eyes were full of curiosity and expectation, so she didn't delay any time to open the box completely.

Everyone looked into the box, but found that there was nothing in the box, and when everyone looked at each other, the woman picked up the box and let everyone in the audience see the bottom of the box.

I saw a bamboo slip tiled in a box, and the bamboo slip was bright and flowing like bamboo and jade.

An exclamation finally sounded in the crowd, saying, "Hundred Beast Diagram?!"

Other people who don't know why heard these three words and looked carefully at the bamboo slip again, but saw that the light and shadow on the bamboo slip flashed and there was a hidden sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon's groan, and the pictures drawn were also switched back and forth, one would be a tiger, and one would be a rabbit, all-encompassing, and it was indeed the appearance of a hundred beasts.

Seeing that everyone had guessed what it was, the woman closed the box and re-locked it, and said loudly, "I think you must have heard what the fellow Daoist said just now, that's right, this is the world's most treasure, the Hundred Beast Diagram! ”

After the woman finished speaking, she hugged the box and returned to the back again, and the person in the yellow robe stepped forward again and said loudly, "Then we won't waste any more time, this big martial arts show will start immediately." Please prepare for a draw to determine the order of the race. ”

After he said this, he took a few steps back and sat on the chair next to him, and some gold-armored warriors came out of the audience one after another, and the samurai in the lead was holding a large cylinder in his hand, which seemed to be a tool used to draw lots.

In the next half an hour, Danyang Zhenren, Shangguan Bozhi and others respectively represented their own sects to draw lots, and after all of them were over, they waited for a stick of incense time, and an old man with four warriors took out a huge cloth and hung it on the podium, and everyone looked up, it was the order of the game.

"Scene 9...... The opponent is...... Dongting Li family. Su Heling said.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult. Cheng Feng said.

"The Li family is good at earth, water, dual attributes, the family is the thirteen styles of dragon swimming shallow water, the footwork is peculiar, it is good at agility, and it can even produce hallucinatory effects when it reaches the advanced stage, but it is naturally not afraid of Senior Sister Su's thunder spell. Zhou Yunqi said softly.

"Senior Brother Fang, you know a lot. Su Heling said with a smile.

"I just read a few more books. ”

"Well, Fang Yu is right, now that you know, let's calm down and prepare, and take a good look at the previous games. "Danyang is really humane.

"Yes!" several people returned to their seats and waited for the start of the first game.

Just as Zhou Yunqi and the others were chatting, the yellow-robed old man on the stage looked in their direction and said, "How?

The woman sitting next to him who had introduced the Hundred Beasts Diagram before said with a smile, "In terms of cultivation alone, it is not without teams that can threaten them this time, but when it comes to the background of a monk, I am afraid that only one or two of each team can be regarded as their opponents, and this great martial arts exercise can be said to be the highest quality in the past hundred years, and each team has the possibility of winning." ”

"Oh, you think so highly of them?" the yellow-robed old man recalled.

"Every sect has been precipitated for so long, there are always some geniuses who appear, and the moon is full and the water is overflowing, and the changes in the world are like this, endlessly. ”

"Okay, I hope it can be as you and I think, otherwise this time it will be a big loss. ”

"King Ling, don't worry, even if the other teams don't help, our team this time will never let them take this treasure. A sly look flashed in the woman's eyes and she smiled.

"Well, I can trust you. The old man in the yellow robe, known as the "King of Age", patted her hand, and there was a look of greed in his eyes.

"Dangdang" The sound of the bell rang, and the old man who was in charge of the draw came on the field again, and said loudly, "Cheng Jichang, the lecturer of the Royal Academy, was entrusted by the Royal Academy to serve as the referee and master of ceremonies for this big martial arts, and then the first game of this big show of martial arts is about to begin, and the game is a one-on-one individual competition, a total of five games, and the winner will continue to fight against the next person without substitution, until he admits defeat and defeats can be replaced, referred to as the wheel battle." So, the first contestant from both sides is invited to the stage!"

When the words fell, there was a sigh of embarrassment from the audience, wheel battle, I didn't think that on the first day of the martial arts, there was the most test of personal physical strength, and the way of the competition for cultivation was not good. The good thing is that through this competition, you can more intuitively observe the overall cultivation quality of a person, but the bad thing is that if the contestants are too reluctant, they will inevitably suffer from extremely serious injuries and affect other competitions in the next few days.

After a while, the Chuiwen Hall walked up to the stage of a gray-shirted young man, he was thin, but he was carrying a brush taller than him behind him, and he was holding a scroll in his hand, which was the highest peak of the Chasing Sun Mountain, although there was an enchantment that blocked most of the mountain wind, but there was still a wind blowing, and Shurongyuan and the others looked at his thin body as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time, and they couldn't help but worry about him.

Because of Zeng Xia's incident before, Shurong Yuan and the others had some contacts with the disciples of the Chuiwen Palace, although everyone came to the competition, but they inevitably had some closeness in their hearts.

"Yang Li, he's fine......" Cheng Feng said worriedly.

"Don't worry, how can there be a weak person who can represent the competition of the Chuiwen Palace, we both belong to the five major sects, and naturally we will not be worse than those scattered cultivation families. Wu Lingqi said.

While they were talking, the participating disciples of Tianjiao Academy also stepped onto the stage.

When Yang Li came to the stage before, everyone already thought that he was extremely thin, but at this time, when this disciple of Tianjiao Academy came up, he was even more like catkins, thin and thin, with a pair of lifeless eyes, almost like a puppet.

"The two sides report each other's names!" Cheng Jichang said.

"Chuiwen Palace, Yang Li"

"Tianjiao Academy, Hoth"

"Both sides step back and get ready to start!"

The two of them took a few steps back as they said, everyone hadn't paid attention when Huo Si first came up, and when he walked around at this time, he gave people a feeling that he didn't look like a living person, every step of the movement was like a dry corpse, not only the joints were strange, but even the limbs seemed to have stiffened.

"The big martial arts qualifying match, the first game, three, two, one, start!"

With an order, Yang Li raised his hand to the tip of the brush behind him, and a black liquid came out of the tip of the brush with his hand, and then he spread out the scroll in his hand, and after drawing a few strokes on it in a strange way, the scroll lit up, and a huge human figure appeared on the field. The human form changed from virtual to real, and only after everyone saw it clearly did they realize that it was a huge horned ghost.

The Tribun Hall has always been proficient in the art of summoning envoys, and it is mainly used against the enemy.

The horntoothed ghost held a huge mace in his hand, pounded his chest with both hands, and roared towards Hoth on the other side.

The strange thing is that Huo Si not only did not dodge, but stepped back with his right foot, showing a lunge, and his hands stretched forward, as if to catch the horned tooth ghost's full force.

"What is he going to do?!" Cheng Feng said.

Danyang Zhenren looked at a few disciples and found that Zhou Yunqi and Wu Lingqi were smiling, Su Heling looked thoughtful, silent at night, and his eyes were not shocked, only Cheng Feng was surprised, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart, "It is estimated that I only have Jiao Li in the Casting Hall, and Liu Yijun and others can barely compete with them, hey...... It seems that none of the outstanding talents of this group of disciples belong to my Foundry Hall. ”

The horntooth ran close and picked up the mace with a wave of his hand, which smashed down on Hoth's head with the sound of whirring wind.

I saw that Huo Si really didn't dodge or dodge, so he raised his dry hands and met the mace.

Cheng Feng squinted his eyes and twisted his head to the side, and a "boom" sounded, and a gust of wind swept out of the field.

Cheng Feng looked at the arena, but saw that Huo Si was not only not smashed flat by the mace, but he didn't even move his footsteps for half a minute, except for some gravel on the soles of his feet, but the spikes on the mace were smashed by his palm.

The horntoothed ghost roared again, picked up his mace, and in an instant, he slapped or swept at Huo Si several times, but Huo Si still stood there and blocked the stormy attack.

At the moment when the horntooth ghost picked up the mace again and smashed it at Hoth, Hoth took a quick step forward with his right foot, and slapped his right hand on the neck and chin of the horntooth ghost.

There was an uncomfortable click, and the horned tooth ghost took a few steps back and sat unsteadily on the ground, and his cry became muffled, and the force of this palm actually smashed the horned ghost's skull.

Yang Li, who was in the distance, saw this scene and made a move of his hand, and the horned tooth ghost turned into a cloud of black liquid and returned to the scroll in his hand.

Huo Si, on the other hand, patted his sleeve and stood still without attacking, looking very relaxed.

Yang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Huo Si.

When they learned that the opponent was Tianjiao Academy, everyone in the Vertical Literature Hall actually had a feeling of contempt in their hearts, because the founder of the Tianjiao Academy of Yin Yang Mountain was originally an elder of the Vertical Literature Palace, because he was dissatisfied when the head was replaced, and withdrew from the sect to stand on his own, although the Vertical Literature Hall also sent someone to persuade him to come back, but the elder was arrogant and unwilling to surrender, and finally had to leave him to fend for himself.

Although for thousands of years, the Yin Yang Academy has also produced a few geniuses to make the academy bigger and bigger, but after all, it can't be compared with the Vertical Wen Palace, which has a foundation of 10,000 years, so it has always been subservient to the five major factions.

It is precisely because of this that the exercises and fighting methods of Tianjiao Academy are actually very similar to those of the Chuiwen Palace, they are mainly based on serving ghosts and monsters, and they are not good at hand-to-hand combat, but after this first round of confrontation, Huo Si not only did not use his summoned beast, but also dispersed Yang Li's horned tooth ghost with the power of his body alone, which is really too strange.