The stage was fierce and busy, and after two riots in succession, the last battle became not a taste, and the students and visitors looked at the fighting platform, and their eyes couldn't help but drift to the sides, either looking at the eyebrow master, or looking for Lei Zun.

In previous competitions, the last competition is the most important, affecting the hearts of countless people, but this year is different from the past, the two best students fought hard, but they can no longer retain the attention of the visitors, which makes people feel funny.

"I didn't expect Lu Ming to have reservations, and it seems that he has long been ready to seize the first place. ”

"Lin Mo is not bad, congratulations to the blind venerable, this son has an unlimited future, and he will be able to light the lintel. ”

"It's over, let's take a look first. ”

The person who praised was sincere but not enthusiastic enough, and the response was flat and undulating, no matter how you looked at it, it was like dealing with an errand, and the Venerable Terrace, like the rest of the surrounding places, endured and waited for a long time in a strange atmosphere, and the competition finally had a result.

"In the hundred-year competition, the student's head is named: Ninth Branch, Lin Mo!"

With the announcement of the black-faced god, it marked that the centennial competition was halfway through or had come to an end, and the surrounding people remembered to cheer and cheer as usual, and the team of the Ninth Branch would also cheer and rejoice as usual, and then the dean of the Purple Cloud Dao Academy would have some commendations and encouragement, and so on.

In this big competition, the Ziyun Daoist Academy is acceptable, although it did not get the first place, but it will not be ashamed, and the students are more concerned about what will happen next, or whether it will happen. With all kinds of worries, the "awards conference" that should have been lively and enthusiastic has completely changed its tune, and those who should shout do not shout should not make trouble, and occasionally someone remembers to call a voice, but it will usher in a large number of strange eyes and embarrassment.

"Taoist Academy for 10,000 years, inherited for dozens of generations"

Regardless of whether it is sad or good, the process that should be taken still has to be followed, and it is the turn of the eyebrow master to come forward at this moment. He said something to everyone and the surroundings about "inheriting the past and opening up the future", and his expression was as calm as ever.

"Meiyuan is not easy"

"It's not easy"

On the Venerable stage, Thirteen Lang and Lei Zun were all looking at the Mei Master, and there was no expression on their faces. I couldn't tell which Venerable One was emotional, and the sigh hit the ear drum, as if encouraging or dissuading something.

The two men ignored the side. Listen silently, watch quietly, until the eyebrow master finished speaking, the first decent palm and shout around him, and then saw the black-faced god re-enter the stage, first took a deep breath to announce the end of the big competition, and then turned his eyes to this side.

In the past, the battle for the seizure of the hospital was just a formality, a time for supervision and announcement. Some students even began to quit. Today, however, when people realized that that scene was about to happen, all eyes followed the sight of the black-faced god, converging.

In the suffocating atmosphere, the black-faced god solemnly spoke slowly, but did not speak according to the prescribed words.

His gaze swept over the faces of the Venerables, and the black-faced god did not deliberately linger on anyone for long, and then looked around. Said slowly: "The old man knows that the reason why there are so many Taoist friends here today. Actually, it's for the next thing. ”

"The first time I presided over the big competition, I was busy inside and outside for eighteen days, worried for eighteen days, and it felt as if 1,800 years had passed. Thanks to the help of all the Taoist friends, the teachers of the branch, the elders, the Venerable, and the students. Finally, nothing is too bad. ”

After a pause, the black-faced god smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity that these things don't make any sense, and no one even cares. ”

Thousands of people were silent, and the sound of thousands of heartbeats seemed to be heard in their ears. Everyone looked at the slightly lonely old man on the stage, and their hearts were a little complicated.

"After Dabi is the seizure of the hospital, the seizure of the courtyard is related to the future of the Taoist Academy, it is a big event, an important matter, and it is also something that you have been waiting for. But in the eyes of the old decay, the seizure of the hospital is far from being comparable to the big comparison, and the reason is not to be said by the decay, everyone understands it in their hearts. ”

"After practicing for thousands of years, the old man is incompetent, and he has no qualifications to meddle in this matter, but today and now, the old man just wants to say one thing, it is more important than taking the hospital, and Ziyun is greater than the dean, please consider it. ”

The black-faced god on the stage bowed his head and was silent for a moment, raised his gaze again, and said apologetically: "The old man has been in the Taoist Academy for most of his life, and some words can't be contained as soon as they are said, and they are rude, so bear with me." ”

There were a few chuckles around, but they were quickly stopped by a few shouts, and no one spoke.

On the fighting platform, the black-faced god thought about it seriously, and found that he couldn't find anything to say at the moment, so he waved his hand casually.

"That's it, please take the Venerable. ”

Different from the majestic announcements made during routine business in previous years, the soft and weak voice had no momentum, and the people around were stunned.

That's it?

But that's not it.

It was as if a meteorite fell from the sky, and the crisis of annihilation broke the courage of countless people, but at the moment when it was about to end, the meteorite suddenly turned into a threatening white cloud, and watched the frightened expressions of people around them, looking a little naughty.

The commotion lasted only for a moment, and as the majestic body slowly stood up, people's hearts suddenly rose to their throats again, and the white clouds turned into boulders again, crushing them head-on.

"Qi Min, the seventeenth generation of the Daoist Academy, asked for the true god position!"

The calm voice revealed an irrepressible longing, giving people a feeling that something was not true, as if this sentence had been said a long time ago, and it was placed somewhere to wait, and it was endured in torment until today, when it bloomed like a thunderbolt.

There was a loud bang, and there was a real thunder overhead, and people looked up in a daze, and found that the clear sky had somehow become gloomy, as dark as the ocean under a hurricane.

There was a moment of death-like silence, and in the group of students, at the foot of each courtyard, and the surrounding crowd of spectators, an earth-shattering cheer suddenly erupted, no, it should be said that it is appropriate to shout killing. On the huge field, the strands of the storm went up together, gathered into a group and rushed into the sky, breaking through the triple sky. Seven branches, 16 sects, and thousands of scattered cultivators, with a total of more than 3,000 people shouting, neatly and uniformly, like tens of millions of military horses galloping on the battlefield.

At the decisive moment, Lei Zun finally stopped keeping it and showed all his hole cards.

"Honorable!"

What does it mean to be supported by 10,000 people?

What is Prosperous Military Appearance?

What is a decisive victory?

What is the strategy.

The originally scattered square changed in an instant, and thousands of cultivators, teachers, and students flashed one after another, and soon formed a phalanx of military appearances; the faces of the resolute and resolute faces, with the fierce and indifferent eyes, converged into a river and swept all directions, and no one dared to face it.

In the face of such a team. In the face of such an "opponent", what is the power, what about the Dana, even if the cultivation is above the gods, what can it be?

The group repairs are discolored, and the onlookers are discolored. The rest of the students were even larger, but they were all panicked like chickens scattered in the wild, and their frightened eyes wandered around, trying to find a corner where they could rest and feel at ease.

The shouting lasted only three times, and the extremely abrupt calm made people very uncomfortable, and seeing that king-like figure gradually flying high, a feeling arose in my heart, whether it should be soaring.

A green robe swayed in the wind, a hundred feet away. The clouds flew and did not dare to move forward, such as the ministers bowing, and the king overlooked, he should have been the challenger, attracted all the attention, so that people forgot to look at the subjective platform, forgot that there was still a process to go next.

Regarding the seizure of the hospital, everyone has the same thought: In this way, is it still necessary to compare?

"Lei Zun has arrived"

On the platform, the black-faced god looked extremely short. His voice was hoarse, and he couldn't even finish his words. There was a pause. He first looked up at the sky, then looked back at the main platform, sighed, and waved his hand a second time.

"Who else. ”

There are rules for seizing the courtyard, no matter how powerful Lei Zun is, he must always say what should be explained; The murderous aura gathered by the three thousand military formations was permeated around, and listening to the words of the black-faced god in my ears, it seemed unreal, like a thrilling choreographed drama, sung for one person.

Is there anyone else on the scene?

Some.

"The nineteenth generation of the Taoist Academy is blind, please teach Lei Zun. ”

An unexpected person. An unexpected voice made the Blind Venerable slowly come out of the ranks, and Wei Yan's figure gradually straightened up.

The disciple has just won the first place in the big competition, and the master will face the number one enemy again, and people look at the old man who is a little depressed because of his blindness, and they have a special feeling in their hearts.

The inheritance of the Venerable is not based on the rank of the first generation, the status of the nineteenth generation of blind respect is equal to that of the seventeenth generation of Lei Zun, and he is the oldest of the Venerables;

"Old Dean, you really put your heart into it. The person who saw through thought like this, and sighed silently in his heart.

The seizure of the hospital is not only the seizure of the hospital, but also a competition between power and strength, the reason why the last seizure of the courtyard was light is because one of the parties is Dean Lu, and helping it only means humiliation for him. As for now, no one believes that Meiyuan can get this old man's support, and the only explanation is that he is a prepared son arranged by the old dean a long time ago.

Anything else?

Some.

As soon as the cheers began, the words of the black-faced god just sounded, and another unexpected person stood up and clenched his fist at the blind venerable.

Without waiting for the blind venerable to fly into the sky to face the battle, Huozun stood up first, his tall body pressed his head steadily, and said respectfully: "Senior brother participates, junior brother is willing to accompany him." ”

There was another deathly silence.

No one had ever imagined that the Fire Venerable would be one of the supporters of the Thunder Venerable.

The blind venerable's expression was still calm, and he only straightened his waist and shook his head gently.

Blind Venerable rolled his eyelids, which were empty, and looked towards the place where Lei Zun was, as if he could see Lei Zun nodding at him with a slightly sarcastic expression.

Sighing silently, Blind Venerable turned around and said, "You are very good, but you are not an opponent of the old man." ”

Huozun did not refute, and said sincerely: "It's just a dedication, please be merciful to Senior Brother." ”

What else can be said?

"And"

On the fighting platform, the black-faced god coughed violently a few times and said, "Who else?"

Some.

"Fire Venerable, come to fight!"

Mo Zun took half a step forward in silence, and was separated between the Fire Venerable and the Blind Venerable.

Without waiting for the Fire Venerable to respond, or even waiting for the black-faced god to announce, the Evil Venerable leaned his head that had always been slightly biased and came out in response.

"Since Mozun is interested, it is better to have a discussion with his brother. ”

The nine Venerables are all qualified to challenge the dean, the Sword Venerable has passed away, the Barbarian Venerable is in the Demon Domain, and the remaining seven Venerables are all here today, except for the Dao Venerable and the Mad Venerable who have not yet spoken, five of them participated in the seizure of the courtyard.

The rules are simple, the challenger fights his own challenger first, and the final winner is qualified to challenge the dean for one month.

What should I do if I get hurt?

What should we do if we die in battle?

What should I do if the cultivation is damaged, the magic weapon is destroyed, the Taoism is seen through, and the hole cards are revealed in advance?

The answer is that it is a month, a month, the challenger needs to be prepared, and if he can't give up, he will run in vain.

Everyone understands in their hearts that among the five people, there is only one who is really bound to win, and the rest are just pathfinders, or willing to drive to protect the handsome, and rely on the cultivation of their lives as an arch.

Dao Venerable Mad Venerable did not speak, his meaning was self-evident.

On the arena, the black-faced god seemed to be seriously injured and his body was shaking, and after waiting for a while, he opened his throat with all his strength and shouted with all his might.

"Also, there is, who!"

There were countless creatures on Ziyun Island, and there was silence at this time, and there was no respite. People looked at each other, waiting, dazed, disappointed, and didn't know what to do.

"Old Ancestor"

"Ancestor"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

On the subjective stage, the head of the Demon Palace and the ancestor of Yanshan shouted sternly, and the little palace master and Princess Xia were not allowed to mess around.

"Isn't that new?"

In the death-like silence, the clear and clear voice hit the ear drum, and in the face of thousands of eyes, Thirteen Lang stood up quietly and clasped his fists in all directions.

"I'll try. ”

(To be continued......)