Chapter 379: Spirit Fist Gate
Although it is said that in this way, the so-called fairness has long been gone, but there is nothing to blame, the path of cultivation is full of thorns and dangers, only when everyone huddles together, it is possible to continue to survive in this environment of strong enemies, compared to those who fight alone, the advantages are more obvious.
And those weak casual cultivators, not all of them are worthy of pity, among them, there are also a lot of ambitious people, but their strength is not good, they can't make waves, if everyone calls for some, maybe they will do worse than the other party.
Those who make rules always have the right to ignore and change the rules, what we need to do is not to stand in the perspective of the weak and continue to do those unnecessary protests, but to strive to make ourselves stronger, and then become the rule-makers.
There are also three, six, nine and so on in the casual practice, and some are lazy and do not want to make progress; Some people are not right-minded and like crooked ways; Some have mediocre qualifications that are not suitable for cultivation and do not give up; Some are accustomed to being free......
Therefore, the poor people must have something to hate, they are at the bottom of the barbarian division is understandable, after all, it is already the stage of the barbarian, and there are more inferior to them in the future, and the convening of the water and land conference also gives those who have never met talents, perseverance, and pure hearts to give opportunities, even if you do not win in the end, as long as you are willing, as long as you exert your sufficient strength, maybe there will be a big force that will take a fancy to you, and put you in the door wall, and soar into the sky.
Therefore, looking at it this way, this competition is fair, after all, even if there is a casual cultivator who finally obtains the qualification to enter the immortal realm, in that kind of place where the gate sect does not dare to say that it is nine out of ten, unless he is unlucky, it would be good to come out alive, where would he dare to expect something to gain.
In this way, it is equivalent to giving other sects a chance to select disciples, and this opportunity has no geographical restrictions, and the other party has a certain foundation, and it is much easier to learn, which is also a thing that many sects are willing to do.
Usually, they are not qualified to go to the jurisdiction of other forces to recruit disciples, here, Xuanyuan Palace can recruit the Southern Regions Brute Beasts as disciples, the Snow Mountain can also be the Western Regions monks as disciples, and the Dragon Clan can recruit humans as disciples, as long as both parties are willing, no one forces it, but this can only be done in private, and everyone will not reveal a single bit in the competition stage.
The competition was very intense, but under the strong protection of the Kongo Temple, there were no casualties, but there were still many barbarians who overestimated themselves and were seriously injured by their opponents.
Zhang Chen is a little entangled now: how should he choose? Whether to choose the arena where the casual cultivation is located for the competition, or the ring controlled by other sects, the scattered cultivation ring may be easy to win by itself, but in this way, the already scarce qualifications of the scattered cultivation side will become less, and choosing other sects is tantamount to challenging the other party, and may be besieged by other sects, both have advantages and disadvantages.
Just when he was wandering, he didn't know that many people around him were already watching his every move.
"Spirit Fist Gate?"
Zhang Chen inadvertently walked to the ring guarded by the Spirit Fist Gate, and suddenly thought that he seemed to have saved the lives of the Spirit Fist Gate people, and his interest was prominent, so he didn't continue to swim, and decided to stop and watch.
I saw that the two people fighting in the ring were not the same door, one was empty-handed to resist the enemy, the other was holding a long sword, the two of them came and went, fighting happily, although it looked fierce and abnormal, but there was no life and death to each other, more like a competition between the same door.
This situation suddenly made Zhang Chen's interest greatly increased, according to the usual, but anyone who feels that he is good will not choose a strong person to challenge, because the strong match, even if he wins by luck in the end, it will be due to too much attrition, it is difficult to beat all opponents in the subsequent battle, and it is undoubtedly not a wise move to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.
With Zhang Chen's feeling, the person with his bare hands must be a Lingquan sect person, from the fact that he is not a weapon against the enemy, just with a pair of meat hands, he can fight with the opponent's magic weapon sword, vaguely there seems to be a sense of not doing his best, without the slightest weak wind, he knows that the opponent's hands have a power comparable to a magic weapon, or even more.
The other person, the long sword wielding, between one move and one style, although there is quite a rule, the discerning person can see that this is not a sword cheat, but a variety of moves are mixed together, and even it is very likely that it is mixed with the opponent's own moves, which is obviously not the same as the spirit fist sect people.
Two unrelated people, logically speaking, although they will not face each other in life and death on this occasion, they will not waste time so lightly and waste spiritual power, after all, this is not good for both sides, they should win by surprise, and the sooner they end the battle, the better.
"Feng Biao, your pair of iron hand spirit fists really live up to their reputation, they are even more powerful than my unclear spring sword, it seems that your spirit fist is really worthy of its reputation" made the swordsman snort, took the initiative to get rid of the entanglement with the other party, and then said.
And the person called Feng Biao did not take the opportunity to counterattack, but stood still, and said indifferently: "Brother Chang praises, being able to learn a thing or two with Brother Chang here is also a blessing in the future, I don't know if today's matter is over, does Brother Tai have any plans?" ”
"Hahaha, thank you Lingquan for your grandeur, if someone Chang decides, he will definitely go to you, dare not deal with Qingcheng on the territory of the Eastern Regions, you are very good, you can insist on fairness in this kind of place, and I admire it even more, don't talk much, I know that I am not your opponent, so I won't bother here, farewell!" After Chang Ziyue finished speaking, he turned over and got out of the ring directly, but it was simple.
Feng Biao watched the other party go down, did not stop him, just watched the other party's departing figure, and happened to see Zhang Chen in the crowd, and was immediately startled, and then gave him a big salute.
Seeing this, Zhang Chen nodded, and also recognized that the other party was the person he had saved, his heart was warm, and he was a man worthy of friendship. After the other party finished saluting, he stood proudly in front of the ring again, did not speak, and waited for someone to come up and challenge.
"This Feng Biao's strength is really good, presumably ordinary people are difficult to be its opponents!"
"Yes, what is even more commendable is that the Spirit Fist Sect, as a major sect, does not bully the big with the small, and still challenges according to the rules of the land and water conference as usual, and even forbids its own disciples to catch the right opponent by themselves, which is also unique among these thousands of sects."
"Yes, otherwise, how could the barbarian masters of the world respect the Spirit Fist Gate, not only admire their character, but also admire that they are not afraid of strong enemies, stronger than challenging the behemoth of Qingcheng, and can exist to this day" The onlookers below also praised it, and they deserved it.
Among the thousands of rings on this huge square, the Spirit Fist Gate only accounted for a few of the three rings, and they were all like this, calmly accepting the challenges of other barbarian masters, and not cheating, for a while, Zhang Chen had to admire them.
However, in this way, there is a peculiar scene here, other places are lively and lively, shouting and killing one after another, only here, a quiet, it seems not to be a ring, more like a place of self-cultivation.
The prestige of the Spirit Fist Gate is obvious to all, and its strength is even more outstanding, so it is reasonable, there are very few scattered cultivators who come here to challenge, they can't win, and they are embarrassed to fight to the death with the other party, so they simply don't go up directly.
However, the three Spirit Fist Sects in the ring seemed to have long been accustomed to such situations, and they were not in a hurry, fighting or sitting, waiting for the arrival of the next fighter.
"Huanxi Sect, the first one to successfully advance!"
It didn't take long for the shouts of the monks of the Vajra Temple to come from a ring not far away, spreading throughout the square, and it turned out that there were already people there who had won forty games in a row, and the speed was really fast enough.
"In Xia Du Dazhuang, I have come to understand the demeanor of Senior Brother Feng, the Spirit Fist Gate is so chivalrous, I can't let them wait for no result, and it is cheap for nothing Those so-called famous factions who can only steal and play tricks, everyone hurry up, make up the number of people as soon as possible, so that the Spirit Fist Gate has more chances" As soon as the voice fell in the distance, I saw a big man jumping into the ring, saying that he wanted to challenge Feng Biao, and at the same time did not forget to encourage others around him to follow suit quickly.
"This kid has a few brushes" Zhang Chen couldn't help but praise the other party, if this is not a deliberate support from the Spirit Fist Gate, it can only mean that the other party is a real man, and what he said just now can really be said to wake up the person in his dream.
The three rings that were still deserted just now in the Spirit Fist Gate, for a while, the challengers were endless, and even consciously lined up in a long line, and each of them would go all out to make a move, using a conscious killer move, and then admitting that they were invincible, and took the initiative to admit defeat, as if it was a wheel battle, and it didn't take long for the opponent to win more than 20 games in a row.
And it was extremely relaxed, as if the two of them were not fighting, but dancing, you play yours, I played mine, most of the attacks did not really rush to each other, so even if they fought more than 20 battles in a row, the three of them were still in good spirits, and they did not feel the slightest sense of fatigue, nor did they stop to rest.
Zhang Chen looked at it for a while, knowing that there would be no more waves in the future, so he lost interest and turned around and walked towards the place where the shout had just come from.
The situation here is very different from the Lingquan Gate just now, almost all of them are bald monks, although judging from the style and color of the monk's robes, it should not be a temple, it should also be a raccoon dog, it can be seen from the battle above, it is simply fake can no longer be fake.
Many monks just went up to go through the motions, and after a while, they slipped down, and the speed was similar to drinking a bowl of cold water, so that in the end, the number of places obtained by the Huanxi Sect must be quite a lot.
According to the rules of the land and water conference, the 5,000 places are on a first-come-first-served basis, unless the number is not enough, if the number reaches 5,000, even if you have the ability to win 40 people in a row, you can only sigh.
In the past, there were the five major sects secretly constrained, and the forces with a little strength were all limited in number early, this time I don't know if it was the appearance of the Holy Dragon Island, or in the consideration of the exploration of the fairy domain, the five major sects did not limit the number of people in this competition for the forces in their own region, so many forces began to take advantage of the loopholes, wanting their own sects to occupy as many places as possible, and in the future, more people will win in the final competition, and finally enter the fairy domain to earn greater benefits.