Chapter 221: Competition (1)
"Water Dragon!"
'Ang', a huge dragon-shaped water wave condensed out of thin air, surging and rushing towards the enemy. The enemy who stood in front of the water dragon was powerless to resist at all, so he could only be swept away by the water spout with a bitter face and fall outside the ring arena.
"Tongtian Peak, Chu Xuansheng." , the elder who was the referee on the side quickly announced the result.
Chu Xuan smiled and saluted the opponent who was knocked off the stage, "Senior brother agreed." ”
Chu Xuan's strength is too strong, the process of the battle is tepid, with the absolute water magic power to resolve all the opponent's attacks, and finally with a water dragon to rush the opponent out of the ring, it is completely crushing!
The disciples who were watching from the audience were suddenly shocked.
"Wow! Who is this junior brother? How is it so strong? ”
"This is the junior disciple of Chu Xuan of Tongtian Peak, it has only been five years since he started, and his cultivation is so high, this talent is really amazing!"
"I heard that he has extraordinary talents and is very favored by the Spiritual Venerable. When we went to the Yuqing Hall before, Lingzun suddenly went violently, and he appeased him, and because of this, he delayed the time but did not see the head and the head to blame. ”
"The point is not this, don't you think that Senior Brother Chu Xuan's demeanor is particularly good, even the fighting method is extremely chic!"
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Chu Xuan ignored the discussion of everyone in the audience, slowly walked off the ring, and then began to look for and watch other people's competitions. Although his supernatural powers are amazing, he still does not dare to despise others, and hopes to watch other people's Dao methods to enrich his own body.
He looked at several other rings, and saw that the competition in the ring was about to end. There, a delicate girl danced a red silk magic weapon, and the red silk was as flexible as a dragon, knocking her opponent off the stage. Needless to say, a woman with such an iconic magic weapon, who else can there be besides Tian Ling'er of Dazhu Peak?
When Tian Ling'er stepped out of the ring, she was surrounded by a group of senior brothers. The senior brothers of Da Zhufeng were all smiling, they were all happy for Tian Ling'er's victory, and they couldn't wait to say all the words of praise. Tian Ling'er listened happily to the flattery of her senior brother, and suddenly rushed to Su Ru's side, grabbed her arm, and said coquettishly, "How about it, mother, I'm amazing!" ”
The young woman gave her a blank look, but finally smiled and said, "Amazing, amazing." ”
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Looking at this scene from afar, Chu Xuan shook his head and smiled, and turned to watch the competition in other rings. The disciples who fought in the other rings were all mediocre, and they didn't have much brilliance.
Suddenly, Chu Xuan found that among the eight rings, the largest "Qian" platform was surrounded by people, and when he looked around, he saw that under that stage, the disciples of Qingyunmen were crowded with people, and they were crowded, and there were four or five hundred people to say the least.
Chu Xuan calculated a little in his heart, and estimated that at least more than half of the Qingyunmen people on the square were gathered under this stage, especially the male disciples of the younger generation. He couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart, and he walked there immediately.
Chu Xuan used all his strength to squeeze into the crowd, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze into the inner circle. I saw that on the cloud platform, Chu Du Dao Xuan Zhenren, Cangsong Dao Ren, Shui Yue Master and several elders of each vein were sitting above. At this time, Chu Xuan's arrival also attracted Chu Du's attention. However, because the relationship between the two has never been exposed, the two just met their eyes, and then avoided each other and did not do anything superfluous.
For some reason, Chu Xuan seemed to see a flash of smile in Chu Du's eyes? As one of the incarnations of Chu Du's transformation of some soul fragments, Chu Xuan Ke knew Chu Du's character very well. This guy is just a sullen, and nine times out of ten he looks like he's digging a hole to watch jokes.
Chu Xuan didn't know why, but he didn't dig deeper, even if Chu Du's personality was bad, his teammates were also divided, and it shouldn't be a big deal. Compared to this, he is more concerned about the next competition, this competition is so popular, it should be a very famous disciple to participate, I hope that that person's Taoism can bring him some benefits.
For a moment, however, the surrounding sounds fell silent. Chu Xuan looked towards the ring, a woman in blue flew into the ring on the clouds, the mountain wind blew, the white clouds fluttered like the softest and most beautiful silk, the woman's clothes fluttered, her complexion was like snow, and she was glamorous, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens falling into the mortal dust, and when people loved and pity their hearts, they were still a little in awe.
Chu Xuan was stunned for a moment, his mind was empty, and even the tsunami-like applause from the surrounding mountains failed to make him wake up.
After a long time, Chu Xuan woke up from that floating state, and his heart was strange. He has all kinds of past memories of Chu Du, and he is not an innocent boy, but he is so out of shape, it's a shock!
Chu Xuan shook his head, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and refocused his attention on the ring. It's just that when he saw the girl again, his gaze inevitably softened a little.
After a while, a young disciple from nowhere walked into the ring, with a square face and thick eyebrows, a dignified appearance, and seemed to be quite excited. As soon as he arrived on the stage, he said to the woman, "Senior Sister Lu, I am Fang Chao, a disciple of Longshou Peak, and I am fortunate to have a fight with my junior sister today, which is really a blessing for three lives!" ”
"Shh The audience booed.
Chu Xuan also realized the identity of the woman at this time, and this woman was the other heroine in the story of "Zhu Xian" - Lu Xueqi.
At this time, Fang Chao on the stage was still chattering, looking at his appearance, if he could continue to talk like this, it didn't matter if he didn't try until the earth was desolate. Everyone in the audience understood his thoughts at a glance, he just wanted to be close to Lu Xueqi.
It's a pity that Lu Xueqi didn't have a good impression of him, and her face was cold. When the bell rang for the decisive battle, she was stunned and immediately stopped Fang Chao's chatter.
Being glared at by Lu Xueqi coldly, Fang Chao didn't dare to laugh anymore no matter what. He hurriedly put away his smile, straightened his mind, and with a stroke of the magic trick in his right hand, a silver-white fairy sword was sacrificed.
The silver-white fairy sword flew, flashing a snow-white light, and a thin layer of ice had formed on the table around Fang Chao, but Lu Xueqi seemed to be indifferent to it.
Seeing that Lu Xueqi didn't make a move, just looked at himself fixedly, Fang Chao was a little at a loss, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Sister Lu, be careful." He led the fairy sword to shoot at Lu Xueqi.
Lu Xueqi didn't care, she turned over with her backhand, and the sword behind her was taken into her hand, and she didn't pull out the sword from the sheath, only using the azure sword in front of her.
"Bang dang!" With a crisp sound, the white fairy sword was shocked and flew out. Lu Xueqi took advantage of the situation and threw it, and Tianya rushed straight towards Fang Chao with ten thousand blue lights.
"Condensation!" Fang Chao saw that Lu Xueqi's magic weapon was so powerful, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly condensed three ice walls in front of him.
"Click." The three ice walls directly turned into ice chips under the power of Tianya, Fang was shocked, and hurriedly raised the fairy sword in front of him.
"Boom!" A loud sound came from the place where the two immortal swords met, accompanied by a violent wind, and the surrounding Qingyun disciples retreated one after another with the strong wind blowing, only a few of them were still standing in place.
When the blue and white light dissipated, the disciples looked back at the stage.
The top of the stage was as dead as ashes, pointing at Lu Xueqi with trembling fingers, and his voice was hoarse, "You...... You ......". Before he could finish speaking, a crack suddenly cracked on the body of the white fairy sword floating in front of him, and then it got bigger and bigger, and with a "click", the fairy sword broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
"Wow!" Fang Chao couldn't bear it any longer, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground, and he passed out.