Chapter 38 Defeated! But I won
Because of Leng Yunhan's performance on the stage, the trial ground was really quiet, and in their hearts, the performance of this new junior disciple could be said to be terrifying, and what made them even more unacceptable was that from the beginning of the competition to the present, the exercises used by people were all learned by themselves, so it can be said that the head of the sect and his elders and masters were not partial to others. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
For a full time of incense, no one stepped on the trial platform again, and Leng Yunhan also seized the time to recover his internal breath, and the heaven and earth aura in his body wandered around his body, attracting the surrounding aura to fuse and replenish the aura he consumed.
Although many senior brothers in the audience understood that Leng Yunhan was tired at the moment, looking at the quietly meditating "Han Yun", although they knew that now might be a good opportunity, they still didn't dare to challenge rashly when they thought of the terrifying combat power of "Han Yun".
A disciple changed a stick of incense again, and at this time, Leng Yunhan also stood up, because finally a senior brother was unwilling to give him any more time to breathe and stepped on the trial platform.
Looking at the calm senior brother in front of him, Leng Yunhan's mind pondered, Qin Zhengqing, the third disciple of Elder Zhanhua, had broken through his cultivation three months ago and entered the Yuan Infant Stage, and he was already a master of the middle-level realm of cultivating immortals, and "Shura Legs" was also a masterful of cultivation, quite surpassing Elder Zhanhua's vision.
Put away your thoughts, Leng Yunhan didn't dare to slack off, the strength of the two was no longer simply two levels apart, but now it was really one realm behind.
Although the time for cultivating immortals is still shallow, and the understanding of the realm is not very thorough, from those classics and the mouths of several elders, it is somewhat clear that the gap between the lower realm and the middle realm is not calculable.
Many immortal cultivators stay in the Yudanan period until they reach the end of their lives, and those who can cross the Yudan's entry into the middle-level realm will not become the main disciples in each sect, after all, there are still too few people in the upper-level realm, and generally only the heads and elders of each sect.
If you want to count the immortal cultivators in this world, the data will be very surprising, calculated by millions of people, 5,000 out of a million people cultivate immortals, 3,000 out of 5,000 immortal cultivators are in the lower realm, 1,000 can step into the middle realm, 300 people have the opportunity to break through life and death and enter the upper realm, 35 people have the opportunity to cross the tribulation and fly away, as for the rest of the people who either live in avoidance and are unknown or have no illusions about cultivating immortals, the game of the world is old.
And now the population of the entire Han Dynasty is only worth millions, it is conceivable how many immortal cultivators there will be on average among the three thousand large and small immortal cultivation sects in the Han Dynasty, not to mention that there are still some inheritance sects that occupy more resources, and the thousands of disciples in the entire Qianxiu Valley are only barely ranked to the status of the middle sect, and there are only a few dozen people in those small sects.
Although he had already prepared in his heart, when the senior brother of the Yuan Infant Stage really stepped on the trial ground to face him, Leng Yunhan still felt a lot of pressure, and the aura emitted by the Yuan Infant Stage cultivation firmly suppressed Leng Yunhan's induction of the aura of heaven and earth, this is the gap in the realm, and Leng Yunhan can't resist it.
With a wry smile, Leng Yunhan bowed his hand and prepared to start the competition, since the aura was suppressed, then he didn't need the aura between heaven and earth, the aura stored in his body now was enough to use two or three exercises, as long as he could resist the combo of "Shura Legs" within the time of two pillars of incense, then the rest was his own counterattack.
It is still beneficial to learn more and understand more, just like now facing a senior brother who is one level higher than himself, Leng Yunhan can also find his weaknesses, he spent a whole month in the Immeasurable View in various classics, and in the Qianxiu Valley for most of the year, he also understood the exercises of the eight elders.
Although he was very embarrassed, he still resisted Qin Zhengqing's "Shura Legs", looking at the footprints all over his body, Leng Yunhan was very helpless, if he hadn't also practiced "Shura Legs" plus a body protection treasure given by Elder Lan Ningsi, he was afraid that he would have fallen to the ground at this moment.
Now that there is a chance, then you have to grasp it firmly, taking advantage of the moment when "Shura Legs" failed, Leng Yunhan began to fight back, although Elder Shenmu's "Nine Changes of Mu Dun" is enough now, although he has only learned the first three changes.
A seemingly ordinary teleportation flashed in front of Qin Zhengqing, a long sword in his hand flickered with cold light, Qin Zhengqing naturally didn't have any fear when he looked at it, but he just turned sideways slightly to avoid the edge, but the next moment he was already full of incredulity.
Looking at Qin Zhengqing, who was stunned, Leng Yunhan bowed slightly and retreated to the corner of the trial platform he occupied, and reluctantly meditated cross-legged, as for other things, he didn't need to think about it for the time being.
Qin Zhengqing stood on the trial platform in a daze, he couldn't figure out how he was defeated, Senior Brother Han Yun was obviously in front of his eyes, how could that sword appear from behind his flash, if it wasn't for Senior Brother turning the long sword upside down and stabbing it on his back with the hilt, then he would have spilled blood on the spot at this moment.
I can't figure it out and can't figure it out, although I haven't practiced "Nine Changes of Wood Dun", but Qianxiu Valley has always had no taboos on the exercises, and I had simply practiced it in the Dan period, but now I am really defeated in the retreat method that I don't value, although the last sword is "Cirrus Sword Method", but if it is not confused by "Nine Changes of Mu Dun", that sword will definitely not pose a threat to himself.
Qin Zhengqing smiled helplessly and bowed slightly to Leng Yunhan, who was meditating, and then turned to bow to the judges: "The head of the family, the master and the elders, the matter of Senior Brother Han Yun is that the disciples are unreasonable, and the disciples know their mistakes. ”
Elder Zhan Hua looked at his disciples and was very pleased, among all his disciples, only his eldest disciple and third disciple were still upholding their mental nature, and they were not completely addicted to cultivating immortals.
The head of the house looked at Qin Zhengqing and said with a rare smile: "It's okay, Zhengqing, you go down to rest first, it's no wonder that you are in this matter, Yun Boy is such a demon in exchange for me to be young, I am afraid that I will also have some doubts." ”
Qin Zhengqing bowed down again and stepped back from the trial platform, his face was no longer confused, but a face of perseverance, maybe he would become friends with this little junior brother Han Yun in the future, his temper was very good.
Although the winner and the loser have already been divided on the stage, everyone in the audience is still sluggish, they are unable to accept that a whole realm difference can turn defeat into victory, which is completely beyond their cognition of cultivating immortals.
When Qin Zhengqing retreated to the stage, some disciples who had come back to their senses immediately surrounded him, and kept asking questions, the moment was too fast, and many people didn't see what was going on.