Chapter 152: The Qingcheng faction withdrew

Liu Daoxuan broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't imagine that he would be afraid of a bird.

Chen Jinyuan walked from behind the Condor to the Condor, looked at Liu Daoxuan and said: "The head of the dignified Qingcheng faction is so shameless, this is a martial arts competition, the competition is ongoing, what do you mean by running up?" ”

"He's already lost! You're going to put him to death" Liu Daoxuan stared at Chen Jinyuan, and the white beard under his chin kept trembling.

"Huh!" Chen Jinyuan sneered, "How can you see that he lost, he didn't admit defeat, and he didn't get out of the ring, why do you say that he lost, is it that your grandson of head Liu is so delicate that others can't touch their fingers?" Why didn't you see your old man make a move when your grandson beat someone half to death just now? ”

"You ......" Liu Daoxuan was furious, eager to break Chen Jinyuan's body into ten thousand pieces, but when he saw the divine eagle standing next to Chen Jinyuan, he was very jealous in his heart.

"What are you, this is the ring, it doesn't matter if you live or die in the ring, as a senior, you come to stir up the situation, do you know how to be ashamed." Chen Jinyuan said contemptuously, his tone was a little aggressive, Liu Daoxuan's chest kept rising and falling, and his old face turned red.

Chen Jinyuan turned to Huiming, "Master, how should this be calculated, did the kid win, or did this hundred-year-old senior win?" ”

Huiming was also a little at a loss when he heard Chen Jinyuan's question, and looked back at the few heads behind him and said, "Now I announce that Chen Shaoxia will win this game and advance to the top 12." ”

"Dad, how is Meng'er?" Two anxious voices, a pair of middle-aged men and women rushed over, it was Liu Meng's parents Liu Feng and Li Qiongying.

"This is Liu Feng of the Qingcheng faction who defeated the martial arts heroes with a single sword thirty years ago!" This middle-aged man looks like a man with a heroic body, and has the strength of the day after tomorrow, Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but take a second look.

Liu Meng was lying in Liu Daoxuan's arms and was paralyzed, like a puddle of soaked noodles, unable to move, only his two eyes kept rolling, and from his tangled eyebrows, he could see that he was in pain.

Seeing her son's miserable appearance, Liu Meng's mother Li Qiongying ran away for a while, crying and about to climb into the ring to find Chen Jinyuan desperately.

"Come back!" Liu Daoxuan snorted coldly, "It's not shameful enough, let's go!" ”

What happened just now has made Liu Daoxuan lose face, the Qingcheng faction has no face to stay any longer, Liu Daoxuan has a black old face, and he didn't greet all the heads on the stage, and with a flick of his sleeves, he took everyone from the Qingcheng faction away, including a Qingcheng disciple who had entered the top 12, abstained.

Originally, this time the Qingcheng faction had already made a lot of effort to shine at this conference, but they didn't expect that Liu Meng, who was the most optimistic, couldn't even enter the top 12 and was beaten into a cripple.

Everyone watched this scene silently, and it wasn't until after the Qingcheng faction left, that they began to talk in a whisper, and the people on the stage actually dared to plunder the tiger whiskers of the head of Qingcheng, and they shot so ruthlessly that they beat the grandson of the head of the Qingcheng faction to cripples.

Seeing that the Qingcheng faction picked his son and left, Chen Jinyuan patted the Condor, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, it was really dangerous just now, if Liu Daoxuan's palm slapped on his body just now, I am afraid that he will be a puddle of meat now.

"Thank you, Brother Diao!"

The Condor quacked, leaned to Chen Jinyuan's side, and one person and one carved out of the ring, and the audience and friends consciously got out of the way.

On the rostrum.

"I didn't expect this bird of prey to have such advanced swordsmanship! He can actually spit out sword qi in his mouth! "Qingsong Road.

Shi Xin was also surprised, "Amitabha, the strength of this carving, I'm afraid it's not much different from the two of us!" ”

More than two people, everyone was very surprised when they saw the Condor spitting out sword qi and shocked Liu Daoxuan just now. The huge size of the Condor itself is rare to see, and now the sword qi that can only be emitted by a martial artist who spits out of his mouth is indeed a bit incredible.

"Hmph, this kid is a demon, and there are a bunch of demons around him, and those who are with him can be so good, and this bird is not a good bird!" Ye Bo was a little surprised.

"As far as I can see, this eagle should be raised in captivity, some rare and exotic beasts have been trained in captivity by masters, or they can learn to cultivate by mistake, the talent of rare and exotic beasts is different from ordinary people, and the induction of the aura of heaven and earth will be much stronger than that of humans, and once the spiritual wisdom is opened, the cultivation will be much faster than that of humans, the strength of this eagle is comparable to the peak of the day after tomorrow, and the spiritual wisdom is not low, I don't know who can train such a male exotic beast" Jin Lao has a wide range of knowledge, and pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose quite insightful.

"According to this, the identity of this Chen Xiaoyou is really intriguing!" Qingsong Road. The rest nodded in agreement.

"Meng'er, how much do you know about this child?" Xu Zhongtian listened to the conversation of several people, and his heart was also full of curiosity, so he turned to Xu Meng and asked.

Xu Meng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Grandpa, Jin Yuan and I are high school classmates, and we are very good people!" ”

"That's all?" Xu Zhongtian was a little stunned, thinking that Xu Meng would know some inside information.

"Yes, we have been together for more than two years, and his family is a very ordinary rural person, but I didn't know that he knew martial arts before, and I only found out when I had a class reunion a year ago!" Xu Mengdao.

Xu Zhongtian is in a daze, it seems that his granddaughter doesn't seem to know this young man very well.

After the battle just now, the battle behind it didn't seem to have much to look at, and the top 12 were soon decided. Excluding the Qingcheng Sect disciple who abstained, there were only eleven people left in the top twelve, and Bai Wujian and Xue Qingshan were of course among them.

On the fifth day of February, nine o'clock in the morning

After a night's rest, the eleven people who won yesterday were all adjusted to their peak state, and the eleven people stood in a row under the rostrum, exuding a strong fighting spirit all over their bodies. The other audience all looked at the eleven people in front of them with burning eyes, which were the eleven strongest people who stood out from 191 people after three days of competition.

Among them, Wudang and Shaolin each occupy two places, Huashan, Kongtong, and the beggar gang each have one person, and the remaining four are all loose cultivators, in addition to Chen Jinyuan, there is also a big man from Miaojiang, a white-faced scholar and a short man with a height of less than one meter two.

There is one less of the top 12, and it has become a singular number, which seems a little embarrassing, is there another person who will have a bye?

Huiming is a little embarrassed, but there seems to be no other way than a bye, so it's better to rely on luck.

"Everyone!" Hui Ming glanced at the row of young heroes in the audience, paused and said: "Because of the temporary withdrawal of the Qingcheng faction, there are only eleven of the top twelve left, and five of these eleven young heroes are loose cultivators, no matter what your final results are, you have the right to choose any sect on the stage to join." ”

Except for Chen Jinyuan, the other four casual cultivators were all bright-eyed, and the four pairs of eyes kept searching on the stage, all of them were like aunts buying vegetables in the market, choosing their favorite Chinese cabbage.

"I'll talk about this after the competition is over!" Hui Ming said, and then looked a little embarrassed, "Now we are facing a problem, now there are only eleven players who advance to the next round, which means that there are people who want byes in this round, so ......"

"Boom, Boom, Boom......"

Before Hui Ming finished speaking, a dark smile came from the top of his head, and everyone in the venue seemed to be doused with a basin of ice water, and their backs were cold.

Looking up, I don't know when a figure stood in the air above everyone's heads.

(To be continued)