Chapter 107: The First Competition
In the bluestone square, the figures are overlapped. All the buildings around the square were full of people, and even the hills next to the bluestone square were already crowded, and the flow of people still came from all sides of the "Sword Valley" to the bluestone square.
A large high platform was erected in the middle of the square, and a circular area of more than ten meters was set aside around the high platform, and several chairs were placed in each direction, and the elders were seated here.
There is a red cloth sign on the high platform, with two rows of large characters on it.
That's nine names in total!
The names of the eight people in the back are written slightly smaller, and the simple word "Jiangshan" in the front is almost as big as the sum of the eight names in the back, which occupies half of the space of the move.
No matter who it was, they were all looking at that cloth move now, and everyone's eyes involuntarily stopped at the word "Jiangshan", as if those two words had some kind of magic.
Du Zhong stood at the front of the crowd, looking at those two words, and faintly felt that the words were a little dazzling.
He has never underestimated Jiangshan, but to this day, he knows that his understanding of Jiangshan seems to be a little shallow. With this courage, there are eight people on the "Green Butterfly List" in one day, and how many of the disciples of the "Sword Valley" can reach it?
Even he, who thinks very highly of himself, would not dare to make such a crazy move.
If he didn't know Jiangshan's strength, even if he did, he would be afraid that Jiangshan would be a madman! But it was precisely because he knew Jiangshan that he was even more surprised, Jiangshan was not crazy, but more low-key than most people, but today he did such an outrageous thing, then it can only mean that he does not want to play the "Green Butterfly List" step by step, and he dares to do so, which indicates that he has absolute confidence in his own strength.
Du Zhong slowly raised his head, looked at the void, and muttered to himself.
"Is it just possible to win?"
He didn't mean to say which one the country was going to lose, but whether it was possible to win eight games in a row!
As Jiang Shan said, not one, two, three...... It's possible to win eight games in a row!
The whispers around the bluestone square converged into a buzzing sound like the chirping of flies, and Du Chong could hear what those disciples said clearly.
All the conversations began around Jiang Shan, and then there was speculation about the game, and in the end, without exception, it all turned into a bet about these eight games.
Just listening casually, there is hardly a disciple who is optimistic that Jiang Shan will be able to survive the fifth game, and the vast majority of disciples are sure that he will lose in the third game. Most of the disciples who bought the third game were radiant, as if they had completely won the gamble. And those disciples who originally bought the rest of the games gradually became annoyed under the group consciousness, and regretted why they didn't buy the third one in the first place.
Du Chong just showed a meaningful expression, I don't know what kind of expressions these people will have after Jiang Shan has won five games in a while, probably they will be mournful!
He was a little worried about whether he would be able to win eight games in a row, but it was certainly not difficult to win five games in a row. Jiang Shan's cultivation was already beyond the scope of ordinary disciples, even if he was an outer disciple, he would almost be able to enter the top 100.
Lu Qian and the others stood in a corner without moving, and Zhang Fu Meiyu was faintly worried, if Jiangshan lost, they couldn't afford to lose the gamble they opened at all.
Something strange appeared on the Sword Peak again, and three streamers came to the sky above the Bluestone Square in a blink of an eye.
Bai Qingling, Xu Wei, and a middle-aged man with a solemn face.
When they saw the dense human heads below, they couldn't help but be surprised, and Xu Wei even exaggeratedly shouted: "My good girl!"
"Master Lin, do you want to go down?" Bai Qingling stood beside the middle-aged man and asked for his opinion.
"There are too many people down there! The line of sight is not good, so let's just watch from above!"
A red ling, a "red fire sword", and the middle-aged man's robe sleeves were bulging, relying on the void to resist the wind, there was nothing under him.
The distance between them and the bluestone square was not too close, although the previous three streamers made almost everyone look up, but after all, they didn't come down, these ordinary disciples just looked at it for a while, and then withdrew their gaze.
The tidal noise came, and a certain corner of the crowd came out, and under the gaze of everyone, they climbed the high platform step by step.
The sound of bluestone square gradually subsided.
Jiang Shan stood under Buzhao, looked up at Buzhao, and fell on the first person among the eight names, and suddenly laughed slightly.
Retracting his gaze, his eyes looked at a sturdy young man walking slowly under the high platform.
When the man stood opposite him, Jiang Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrows curved into a very beautiful crescent shape.
"Senior Brother Qi Ming?"
The man nodded, and then said angrily, "I'm Qi Ming!"
"Please advise!"
Qi Ming didn't speak, but his face was solemn, and then he took a step with his right foot very casually.
This step was not in a hurry, and it didn't seem to use much force, and there was even a feeling of lightness, but when the foot fell, the entire high platform and the surrounding ground shook.
"Boom!" was like the sound of fine iron.
"'Jin Gang Jin', what he cultivates is 'Jin Gang Jin', look at his body, his clothes are all bursting open, and the flesh is like Jin Gang, completely bronze. ”
"Look at it, his whole body is actually expanding! It's getting bigger! Hey, it's a lot bigger than his previous body, and this height is even higher!"
"It turned out to be 'Jingang Jin', although this senior brother's cultivation is not known now, but just this domineering Jingang hegemon, I'm afraid that the country won't be able to open it at all!"
"Yes, tsk, none of the characters on these 'Green Butterfly List' are simple characters, and it's not easy to be afraid of the country in this first game! Even if you break this golden steel body, I'm afraid that the spiritual power will be almost exhausted, and it's getting more and more difficult below, and it is estimated that you won't be able to pass the third game!"
"Cut ......," many people said in disdain at the man who spoke, and then almost in unison, "we already knew!"
And several elders also gathered together, and everyone praised that Qi Ming.
"You say, what are the chances of Jiangshan winning?"
"It's hard to say, but he dares to pick eight games in a row, presumably there are some hole cards, this first battle should not lose, there is probably an eight-point chance of winning!"
The other elder nodded and said, "But as those disciples said, it is estimated that even if you can pass Qi Ming, you will have to consume a lot of spiritual power, and the latter one is stronger than the other, and it is estimated that the third battle is likely to be defeated!"
An elder who was quite calm thought for a while, suddenly shook his head, and said: "I always feel that kid is not simple, last time he came to conduct a spiritual power test, his spiritual power is extremely pure, I still think a little higher about the kid, it is estimated that he can survive to the fourth game, if you are lucky, it is not impossible to survive to the fifth game!"
This elder usually has a lot of prestige, and when everyone heard him say this, they couldn't help but exclaim: "Elder Ping, are you thinking too highly of this kid, is it possible to hold on to the fifth game?"
Elder Ping smiled slightly, with a slight meaning in his eyes.
"We'll see!"