Volume 2 Forging Ahead Chapter 177 The Battle of Xuanji (5)

Monk cultivation, in addition to qualifications, is more important is combat ability, and if you want to improve the means of fighting or fighting, the most fundamental way to identify is undoubtedly the competition, Xuanji City Jade Lake, sixteen huge rings arranged together in a circle, is the place to test all genius boys.

During the seven days, all the monks who are suitable for the conditions can come to the stage, and each person has three chances, either to challenge others, or to think that he is superior to others, to be the defender, but whoever is the defender, once he has won eighteen victories, can advance to the finals.

There are no less than 20,000 foundation building monks, surrounding sixteen tall rings, the whole ring is tinged with a trace of black and brown, Zhou Hao even from a distance, he seems to be aware of the thick blood and tragedy on the ring, shook his head, Zhou Hao feels that he has been a little too suspicious recently, no matter what he looks at, who he has, with a trace of anger, this state is very wrong.

The entire ring was shrouded in a high fighting spirit, of course, the ruthless people among them inevitably leaked murderous energy, as the organizer of the Seven Star City, there were only a few Jindan monks symbolically to maintain order, but they did not stop the fighting on the thunder platform.

Zhou Hao didn't get too close to the ring, with the monk's eyesight, even if he didn't rely on his divine thoughts to investigate, he could easily see the battle on the high ring hundreds of zhang away, as for himself, anyway, the time was still early, enough for his own use.

But even so, there were already a lot of monks in front of them, and it could be said that they were very crowded, which was very unpleasant for people who always liked to keep a safe distance, so among the many monks, the disputes under the ring quickly increased, and the monks who knew each other and the monks from the same city united with each other, crowding out the monks from the outer city, and occupying a territory.

Disturbing disputes come and go, and it is inevitable to move during the period, but fortunately, everything is within the controllable range, after all, they are all cultivators, and once they start to upgrade the level of battle, it is very likely that they will be deprived of the qualification for the competition, once that happens, after years of cultivation, a glimmer of opportunity to leap into the dragon gate will be missed, which no one wants to see.

Sixteen rings, two or three zhang high, each ring covers an area of thirty or forty zhang, for the foundation of the monk fighting method is enough to show, Zhou Hao is in the distance, although there is no mystery in the ring, but can go through the battle again and again, the ring still maintains almost the original integrity, which shows that it is extraordinary, either the quality of the material is extremely high, or there are protective measures.

Zhou Haohai had some leisure time to think about some off-topic things, until there was a commotion beside him, then he looked around again, the nearest should be the seventh ring, I don't know why, the battle on the ring caused the discussion and surrounding of the monks, and the originally spacious place seemed a little crowded for a while.

Looking at it, on the seventh ring, a figure is like a jade tree in the wind, extraordinary, it looks like it is in its early twenties, but it is extremely handsome, and the face is like a peach blossom fandel, if it is a woman, it is normal, but this person is obviously a man, wearing a moon-white robe, embroidered with gold thread, not only that, standing in the ring at this time, he said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, I don't know who came to teach!"

Obviously, he had won a game before, and at this time he was shouting, only to hear someone whispering, "This kid shouldn't be a child pretending! ”

The previous person didn't follow, "Hmph! I'm also a foundation building monk, will I be afraid of him?" It's just that I don't want to go up at this time, and when I don't make a move, I will definitely become famous." ”

"Oh, you're so daring, why don't you try his two swords and see if you don't pierce your boy's eyes into holes. ”

The noise in the audience is insignificant to the crane worry-free, and he will not care, at this moment the first battle is easily won, for him who was born by order and has a top-secret mission, these so-called foundation building monks are just the generation of local chickens and dogs, it is not worth mentioning at all, the expression on the face is relaxed, but the heart is extremely cold, looking around between words, not forgetting to glance at the Xuanji City Lord's Mansion across the lake in the distance, and secretly said in his heart, bad luck.

There is not much time, the monk who has his own belligerent self-confidence stepped forward, the same young, the same extraordinary bearing, and the momentum is unparalleled for a while, Zhou Hao, who was in the distance, did not know the verbal confrontation between the two on the stage, but he would not be calm when he thought about it, and the victory in the battle was the reason why the monk fought bravely.

Similarly, for the monks of the other six cities in the Seven Star City, they were naturally unwilling to be lonely, and from time to time there were roaring and violently turbulent aura fluctuations erupting from the sixteen rings, and the piercing sound of weapons colliding and clashing, and the sound of shouting and screaming.

In front of Crane Wuwu, a young monk of about twenty-three or fourteen years old, with a fierce breath and a faint aura between his eyebrows, did not seem to be an incompetent person, and also looked at the handsome and woman-like Crane Wuwu.

"Boy, look at your fine skin and tender meat, you're very arrogant! I advise you to get acquainted, or take the initiative to admit defeat, and save yourself from crying later. ”

When someone opened his mouth, he was ridiculed, but a faint trace of evil disease in his eyes made Crane Wuwu very unhappy, Ruyu's face restrained a smile, looking much more serious, but it added a bit of masculine beauty, which made many female cultivators in the audience exclaim.

"Good brother, let's come down! If you are injured, what will my sister do!"

"Little brother, come down, can my sister earn you a place?"

Someone also scolded the monk who came to the stage and said: "Boy, the old lady remembers you, dare to hurt the little brother a hair, can't see that she plucked your skin and pulled your tendons." ”

There is no battle on the stage, countless audiences have been divided into several camps, whether it is to support the side, Crane Wuwu has undoubtedly become the enemy of thousands of male monks, at the moment many monks are secretly grinding their fists and palms, are ready to give them a profound lesson, and for the countless nymphomaniac female cultivators around him, they stay away, for fear of being accidentally injured.

The City Lord's Mansion, among the seven city lords in the main hall, the atmosphere was no longer embarrassing and sarcastic, and instead talked about the way of cultivation, but the Xuanji City Lord was consistent and silent, and seemed to not care at all about the choice of the Tianyan Sect and the results of the Seven Cities Martial Arts, but the slightly pale face made the Shaking Light Pavilion Lord pay extra attention, including the Tianji City Lord, how old and spicy the Tianji City Lord who has become old and decrepit, and who is proficient in the way of Tianji practice and deduction, it is inevitable that there will be a little strange in his heart.

And in the depths of the City Lord's Mansion, where there are few people, a secluded place like a silent ancient tomb, as the key place where Xuanji City has been inherited for countless years, it exudes bursts of depression, anger, hesitation, and even a slight smell of blood in the air.

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