Chapter 36 The descendants of Taishan Fujun

At this time, Yang Yue continued: "After a while, you will have a one-on-one competition, and your initial ranking will be determined by the time of elimination and the time of winning. After saying that, Yang Yue smiled evilly, and there seemed to be some ulterior secret.

"Next, I will give you waist cards, and the numbers will be matched for a competition. Saying that, Yang Yue waved her hand, threw out a handful of dark iron gold medals from the storage ring, and flew in front of everyone.

Shi Luoyi raised his hand and grabbed the Xuantie gold medal in front of him, which seemed to be burned by flames, and wrote a number nine crookedly, looking at the awkward words, he couldn't help but say: "Who wrote this too ugly!"

Yang Yue in the center of the main hall suddenly turned dark: "The old lady wrote it! When you were young, what do you have to say!" Yang Yue waved her small fist, as if she had come over to beat her immediately.

"Oops~ Teacher Yueyue's words are so beautiful, I said it wrong just now, don't mind. Shiluo said with a hippie smile.

"Xuanxuan, what is your number?"

Xia Xuanxuan glanced down at the waist card in her hand: "No. 16, what about you." ”

"I'm number nine, we won't meet in the first game, but I'll see who is unlucky and met with me?" Shi Luo deliberately raised his voice, in fact, he had already seen his opponent.

As early as when he got the waist card, he saw Chen Gongzi shaking the No. 9 waist card in his hand and showing it off everywhere: "No. 9! Who is No. 9! Who is fighting against Ben Gongzi?" When he heard Shiluo say that he was No. 9, Chen Gongzi couldn't help but tremble his legs, he had seen what this god-killing man did. If he hadn't found reinforcements in time, I am afraid that he would have died under the shovel.

"Chen Gongzi, you are also the number nine?" Shi Luo deliberately shook the number nine waist card in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, yes, it turns out that my opponent is Shi Gongzi, you must be merciful, I can't stand your toss. Chen Gongzi knew that Shiluo was a ruthless master, once he provoked him, he would only die, although he escaped Shiluo's pursuit again and again, but at this time he had to compete with Shiluo, and he didn't want his life to cry.

Just as the two were talking, Yang Yue clapped her hands: "Everyone be quiet, you can see the waist card in your hand, now start the competition one-on-one, your competition process will be recorded in the whole process, the mountain protection array of Shenyang Academy is full of spiritual intelligence and insight into everything, and the video of your martial arts competition will be sent to the Elders' House intact, so that the dean and the elders can judge, so it is impossible for me to cheat for personal gain, you start, No. 1!"

Dong Gongzi shook the waist card in his hand and walked to the center of the hall: "I am the number one, who else is the number one?"

"Who is No. 1?" The students at the bottom looked at their waist cards, "Who is No. 1?"

"Me. With a soft thought, a cloth-clad child slowly walked out of the crowd with a giant sword on his back.

"Where did the poor boy come from, hahaha, he is actually qualified to come to the Young Immortal Pavilion?"

"I guess where is the country man?" After everyone sighed, the cloth-clothed young man slowly walked in front of Dong Gongzi.

"Hmph. Looking at the young man in coarse cloth clothes opposite, Dong Gongzi snorted coldly: "This year, what kind of cat and dog can come to Shenyang Academy." ”

Many students who were close to Dong Gongzi also echoed it.

Shi Luo couldn't help frowning, these rich young masters and sons are really looking down on people, if they didn't fight with Dong Xiang at the door, plus the King of Jin was named Wenhou, I am afraid that they will be worthless by these young masters.

In the center of the main hall, the two sides began to report to each other.

"Dong Shifeng, my father is the prime minister of the dynasty, a person from Yaodu, please advise. Dong Gongzi pursed his lips slightly, with a look of contempt, although he is not as good as Shiluo, he is also a genius of the ninth section.

"Kuwata, people from Blackwater County, please advise. The cloth-clothed boy bowed slightly.

"Heishui County, it's just a remote countryside, and it's rare to be able to produce a genius who goes to Shenyang Academy. Dong Gongzi pretended to be sympathetic, and muttered with a small mouth.

"Are you done talking? Let's start when we're done. Yang Yue seemed to be a little impatient. Hurriedly blowing.

"Sangtian, you have to be careful!" Dong Gongzi shouted, and a spear slowly stretched out from the gift ring, and the snowflakes on the tip of the spear fluttered, and the aura of murder came to his face.

Seeing Dong Gongzi take out his weapon, Sang Tian was not to be outdone, and pulled out the giant sword behind his back, and the nearly two-meter giant sword was incompatible with the figure of less than one meter seven.

"The name of the gun is snowy, and you will see blood when you come out!" Dong Gongzi shook the snow gun in his hand, and the dark energy surged, and a stream of ice and snow aura poured into the body of the gun and pierced Sang Tian's neck, and the means were extremely ruthless.

Sang Tian saw that the tip of Dong Gongzi's gun had arrived in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: "He is worthy of being the son of Dong Xiang, a nine-stage genius, and the gun is fast and powerful." Thinking in his heart, his hand was not idle, the giant sword was slightly raised, and he moved forward to a gear, the huge sword body was like a shield against him, and in an instant, the snow spear hit the giant sword, and the huge sword body was actually pierced by the snow spear A small hole.

Seeing that Dong Gongzi made a profit, everyone below applauded: "Beat this hillbilly down!" Let him know that the Young Immortal Pavilion is unworthy of him!"

Dong Gongzi also smiled slightly: "Brother Sangtian, it seems that your weapon is just big, but it is like paper paste." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he was led by the elders of Shenyang Academy, I am afraid that he would stay in that countryside for the rest of his life, and his talent in the Young Immortal Pavilion was not good, barely reaching the top level of the seventh rank, and he had already thought about the consequences in the face of a nine-rank genius.

"Sangtian, don't give up!" After only one round, Sangtian was a little depressed, and he was a little anxious from time to time in the audience, and at the same time, he was born in the countryside, so he naturally hoped that Sangtian could win respect.

Dong Gongzi on the stage frowned, although he was not Shiluo's opponent, but at this time, he was cheering for his opponent opposite, and he couldn't help but save his face, and he was a little unhappy in his heart.

"Thanks, I'll do my best. Sang Tian smiled slightly, although his talent was not good, but he couldn't retreat without a fight, thinking of this, he used the aura of his whole body: "Huangquan Duel!" For a while, Sang Tian was covered with a trace of yellow water.

Sangtian's aura is similar to Dong Xiang's, both are water-attribute spiritual power, but it seems that Sangtian's yellow spring water is more advanced. The attributes that come with the talent bloodline are like the time attributes that fall at the same time.

"Yellow Springs... Death... There are actually descendants of Taishan Mansion Jun who are still alive in the world......" Huang Lao, who had been silent for a long time in Shiluo's body, suddenly spoke.

"Who is Taishan Mansion Jun, Huang Lao. ”

"The creator of the underworld, my first master, and Emperor Yao are generally the Spirit Emperor, I didn't expect that there are still his descendants alive in the world, Luo'er helped me a favor, and taking care of him is also a kind of reward for me to Taishan Mansion. ”

"Well, definitely. Shiluo nodded emphatically.

When Shiluo talked to Huang Lao, there was already a fierce battle on the stage.

"Drifting snow and freezing sky!" The snow spear in Dong Gongzi's hand was like a snowflake flying in the sky, pointing out dense light and shadow, and a shot hit Sang Tian's giant sword, the potted giant sword had already been tattered, and a trace of blood appeared on the corner of Sang Tian's mouth behind the giant sword.

"Huangquan swastika!" the corners of Sang Tian's mouth surged, muttering to himself without knowing what bitter mantra to use, and two paralyzed earthy yellow water traces slowly flowed out of his hands. This water trail is also very familiar, and Huang Lao's aura is exactly the same as the water trail in Sang Tian's hand!

"Are you still hiding, your sword seems to be rotten!" The corners of Dong Gongzi's mouth rose wildly, as if the countless bayonets had made him reach a crazy realm, and his whole heart was as if he was frozen in ice, and there was no emotion at all.

And Sang Tian under the sword also completed his spell: "Dong Gongzi, you are invited!" With a wave of his hands, two pools of yellow spring water wrapped Sang Tian's hands like a water film, and the giant sword was thrown behind him, completely exposing himself to the snow lance!

"Is he crazy? his giant sword can't stop Dong Gongzi's snow spear, do you have to use your body to resist it?"

Yang Yue also frowned, although he had no right to interfere in their battle, he couldn't let one of the trainees die.