Wang Ao'an heard Yu Lan's voice, was silent for a moment, and then continued, "As for the second defect, you should have already experienced it, that is, only when your body is harmed, can you complete the transformation; In other words, the amount of power you can transform depends entirely on how much pain you can bear, and in other words, when you don't feel the damage your opponent is inflicting on you, you also don't have any power. ”

"No wonder it's ......", Yu Lan immediately remembered the scene when he fought with Zhang Guanxi, when he was hit by the opponent's heavy punch for a period of time, the pain in his body did gradually reduce, until there was no pain later, and the feeling of increasing strength disappeared with the pain.

"It is precisely in this way that your spirit body will be called the Nirvana spirit body - the greater the pain you can bear, the more you can have the power to be reborn", Wang Ao settled down, and then said, "Of course, this not only requires you to have a full understanding of your body, but also a big test of your will.......

Listening to Yu Lan's well-behaved voice, Wang Ao'an nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on his face, and he stopped transmitting to Yu Lan.

After listening to Wang Ao'an, Yu Lan finally had a more systematic and comprehensive understanding of the Nirvana spirit body that he had suddenly awakened after he was reborn. also finally understood the real purpose of Wang Ao'an's request to use his body to force the opponent's attack before he came on the field.

As for the flaws of this Nirvana spirit body, Yu Lan didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, if he really encountered any mortal enemies, he would not be stupid enough to stand still and let others slaughter .......

However, just when Yu Lan was concentrating on how to rely on this spirit body to improve his strength in the future, he suddenly heard an excited exclamation from the disciples watching the battle from the audience.

Yu Lan got up suddenly, and looked at the two rings curiously, the Kunzi ring he was in before had already started the competition with two junior disciples at this moment, both of them were flashing with a faint golden light, and they were very happy, but there were few spectators in the audience.

The Qianzi ring is the opposite of it, it can be said that the surrounding area of this ring has been surrounded by the disciples watching the battle, and the two elder disciples in dark blue Taoist uniforms in the ring are standing on both sides of the ring with wooden swords in their hands.

Seeing this scene, Yu Lan couldn't help frowning slightly, it was just a battle with a wooden sword, it wasn't a big deal, why were those onlookers so excited?

Just when he squinted his eyes and was about to take a look, the two people in the ring also waved the wooden sword in their hands again, and you exchanged hands back and forth, and at the moment when the two wooden swords suddenly touched, Yu Lan finally saw the clue and muttered to himself, "Nine-character evil sword technique!? No wonder there are so many people watching."

The Nine-Character Evil Sword is indeed no stranger to Yu Lan, because since he first met Wang Ao'an, he has seen the other party cast it at least twice in front of him, and judging from the great power of the sword qi that can be condensed by the wooden sword after he casts it, and the great power of cutting off the ventilation duct made of iron sheet, the power of this sword technique is indeed not small, and the requirements for cultivating this skill are also very demanding, not only requiring the cultivator to have a certain talent for swordsmanship cultivation, but also a certain opportunity to find a thousand-year-old peach wood that is enough to control the spell cast, and make it into a spirit sword to be used, and only if he has talent can he cultivate the swordsmanship profoundly, organic fate to obtain enough years or even better peach wood, in order to perform profound swordsmanship to the extreme, the two complement each other and are indispensable.

And these two requirements undoubtedly greatly limited the choice of the vast majority of disciples, resulting in some disciples even if they had a certain talent in swordsmanship, but they were unable to find a genius earth treasure like a thousand-year-old peach tree and finally gave up cultivating this evil sword technique, and those disciples who had shallow kendodo talent themselves did not have the confidence to practice this way.

Even Yu Lan himself was greatly moved by the power of swordsmanship, but after Wang Ao'an personally tested that he did not have the talent to practice this way, he could only give up.

It's just that I didn't expect that Longhu Mountain actually had such a disciple whose talent and fate were far beyond ordinary people, and there were two of them at once, judging from this point alone, it was enough to make those who had been deterred by this technique excited.

What Yu Lan didn't know was that in addition to the elder disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain, there were also many people who were also shocked.

Yue Dubu of the Shushan Sword Sect was one of them, when he saw the two disciples on the stage fighting with swordsmanship, his eyes suddenly lit up, his greedy eyes flashed, and he had already begun to think about how to get these two disciples back to Shushan ...... under his calm face.

However, Lingquan Zhenren, who was the judge of the Qianzi ring, gradually had a layer of gloom on his face, because one of the two disciples who competed on the stage at this time was his registered disciple Zhang Jiyong, and at this time he was obviously at a disadvantage, and was suppressed by Zhang Jianxing, the disciple of Lingqiu Zhenren.

......

It didn't take long for the results of the competition to be announced in a cold snort full of anger from Lingquan Zhenren,

"Qianzitai, the tenth game! Zhang Jianxing wins!"

"Senior Brother Jiyong, I have conceded!", Zhang Jianxing put away his wooden sword when he heard this, and saluted Zhang Jiyong who fell to the ground expressionlessly.

Zhang Jiyong forcibly propped up his body and covered the shocking red wound on his right arm with his left hand, "Senior Brother Jianxing is modest, he is inferior in his skills, and I would like to thank Senior Brother for his mercy and did not abolish my arm." ”

Lingquan Zhenren walked to Zhang Jiyong's side, grabbed his arm and looked at it for a while, then took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, stuffed a red pill the size of a soybean into his mouth, and said, "Fortunately, I didn't hurt my muscles and bones, go back and cultivate well!"

After speaking, he picked up the reddish-brown wooden sword that fell not far away and handed it to Zhang Jiyong, waved his hand to call the two disciples, and helped him off the stage. After doing this, Lingquan Zhenren returned to the corner where he was before, and never glanced at Zhang Jianxing from beginning to end.

Zhang Jianxing consciously retreated from the ring, returned to his previous position and sat down cross-legged under the shocked eyes of everyone, closed his eyes and recuperated.

The next few competitions in the two rings were either due to the huge difference in the strength of the disciples themselves, or because they knew each other well and knew the strength of both sides, and the slightly weaker disciples actually admitted defeat on their own, resulting in the surprisingly fast completion of the subsequent competition.

Before four o'clock in the afternoon, the twenty-six competitions of the day had been completed, and only the last bye disciple had not yet been announced.

All the disciples in the audience looked at the elder disciple who was sitting on the futon in the center of the square, carrying a brown wooden sword, in their opinion, this bye should be the other disciple of Lingfeng Zhenren who was recognized as being in the top three elder disciples.

Moreover, their speculation was soon confirmed on the big screen of the dry word ring.

"Zhang Yaoyang, the disciple who had a bye in the preliminary round, which of the twenty-six winning disciples will compete next? Let's wait and see!", as Zhang Yang's voice sounded again, the match also started again on the big screen.

The twenty-six winning disciples, including Yu Lan, all tensed their nerves at this moment, staring intently at the scrolling photos on the screen.

A moment later, as the photo turned abruptly, the face of a thin young man came into everyone's sight, and the disciple's heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom. The other disciples who were not shaken were immediately relieved, and some of the junior disciples even looked at the chosen disciple with a gloating expression.

Zhang Yang immediately read out the disciple's name, "He is...... Zhang Ritian! The next disciples who will compete on stage are Zhang Yaoyang and Zhang Ritian!

Zhang Yaoyang got up on stage without hesitation when he heard this, and Zhang Ritian followed, but just as Lingquan Zhenren was about to announce the start, he saw Zhang Ritian suddenly bow and salute, "Disciple Zhang Ritian, I know that my cultivation is shallow and is not the opponent of Uncle Yaoyang, so I decided not to participate in the competition anymore, so I will admit defeat and ask my master to witness." ”

Lingquan Zhenren didn't seem surprised, looked at Zhang Ritian with approving eyes, and said: "Hmm~, the grade knows how to make trade-offs at a young age, and knows how to advance and retreat, haha, not bad!

Then loudly announced, "In this competition, Zhang Yaoyang wins!"

Next, Zhang Yang briefly announced the names of the twenty-six winning disciples and the arrangements for tomorrow's martial arts, and then announced that the martial arts had temporarily come to an end and arranged the after-meeting matters, and led everyone to slowly leave.

Yu Lan followed Wang Ao'an back to the living room to rest, while Yanyi was still taken back to the ancestral hall by the old master as a serving disciple ....... the Heavenly Master.