Volume 1: I Don't Know What Happened Chapter 18: The Tournament (1)
There was a blank space under the ring, full of new disciples who had come to study this time.
The other departments are fine, only Xiangrin Palace, all the foreheads are tightly tied in front of the forehead. attracted the attention of countless boys and girls.
Ci Xin stepped on his feet and looked towards Xianglin Palace, just met Fu Qichuan's eyes, and Ci Xin hurriedly beckoned to him.
Fu Qichuan just smiled faintly.
In the open space under the Taishi chair outside the field, there was the viewing area, and the spectators, together with the other children, stretched their necks and looked forward.
"Oh my God, look at the girl in blue in front of you, right? It's rare that there will be beauties in the carefree faction. β
"Die, if the toad wants to eat swan meat, he knows how to look at beautiful women."
"I don't look at beautiful women, what do I look at? Do I look at you? β
"Phew, be careful to let the boss hear that you're ruined!"
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"Wow, look, look, that's the wife of the village chief of Taohuaao, right? No wonder everyone likes to go to Peach Blossom Pass to practice. β
"Yes, yes, with such an eye-catching lady, it is worth practicing in Peach Blossom Pass for a lifetime!"
"But why is she wearing a veil today?"
Ci Xin followed their voices, and saw Li Ling holding Xiang and walking towards the Taishi chair outside the venue, and Xiang's face was covered with a veil.
Ci Xin secretly rejoiced in his heart, "My mother is so beautiful, without a veil, can't she cause panic?" β
Ziling looked at her silly appearance and said softly in her ear: "Stunned? It's not that you haven't seen your mother's true face, as for being so obsessed? β
Ci Xin shook his head, "I just didn't expect my mother to have such a big charm." β
After speaking, I saw a group of girls in pink clothes lifting their skirts and slowly walking to the center of the ring.
After a while, the surroundings of the martial arts arena gradually quieted down, and everyone began to watch the opening dance seriously, because this dance implied that the conference was about to begin.
The girls danced to the music of the musicians, and the sun shone on their faces, making them look particularly dazzling.
At this time, the music suddenly turns urgent, and the girl in the middle takes her right foot as the axis. Relax the long sleeves lightly, and the delicate body rotates with it, turning faster and faster.
The jade hand waved, the pink ribbon fluttered out lightly, and there seemed to be pink waves around the ring, and she flew to the ribbon in the air, slender and light, and her clothes fluttered, like a Lingbo fairy.
With the light yarn on the ground, at the end of the dance, the cool breeze rose, and they left the ring with the cool breeze.
Everyone was still immersed in the beauty of the opening dance, chattering and discussing non-stop, but they only listened to the martial arts arena around like ten thousand thunders dancing, and the sound waves were like ocean waves, surging wave after wave.
Suddenly, the surroundings of the martial arts arena fell silent, because everyone knew that the martial arts competition had officially begun.
At this time, Pei Yu, the head of the Xiaoyao faction, came from the infield, and he was dressed in a white robe and boots, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, and a graceful demeanor.
He walked to the center of the ring and talked about the martial arts conference, but he didn't like to listen to it, so he simply lowered his head and played with his belt.
"Ci Xin, stop playing, Master's opening remarks have already been finished." Ziling abducted her and reminded.
Sure enough, Pei Yu's opening remarks had already been finished, and then Li Ling stood up, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and began to read the number.
The so-called number reading means that the elders select the number in advance, put it on a piece of paper, and read it out when the competition comes.
Thirty-seven numbers were quickly read, Ziling was twenty-nine, and Ci Xin was thirty-two, so it was their turn in the second half.
Seeing that she was so low in the ranking, Ci Xin couldn't help but be lazy, she simply leaned her back against the fence and sunbathed with her eyes closed.
Senior brother, what they saw was an impassioned one, cheering for this for a while, and regretting for that for a while. Ziling followed them for a while, looked down, but saw that Ci Xin was closing his eyes at this time, lazily basking in the sun.
Ziling suddenly felt angry and funny, pinching her face, "You should take a look and sum up your experience, so as not to cry in the second half." β
Ci Xin opened his eyes and looked at him with an expression of "I'll just see, don't speak".
"Look, look, Qi Chuan is on stage!" Ziling shouted excitedly.
As soon as Ci Xin heard that Qi Chuan had come to power, his eyes immediately widened, and he said excitedly: "Where is it?" β
Ziling pointed to the man wearing a forehead wipe and said, "Look! Qi Chuan is there! β
She followed the direction pointed by Ziling and recognized him at a glance.
Ci Xin bent his palm to his mouth, made it into a horn shape, and shouted: "Come on, Qi Chuan!" β
Fu Qichuan nodded at her after hearing this, and walked up with a steady step.
After the two sides signed the life and death certificate, the competition officially began.
Fu Qichuan summoned the Streamer Sword, but the man in black opposite was bare-handed.
"Is he planning to fight hand-to-hand?" Puzzled asked.
"I don't know, he will definitely leave a way back for himself, let's see." Ziling said.
Fu Qichuan held the streamer sword in his hand, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to bend down and sweep it, and a blue sword qi rushed away.
The man in black was agile and dodged with a somersault.
The streamer sword is really handy, Fu Qichuan took it up and down, like a dragon in the water fleeing for a while, and like a deer on the shore fighting hard for a while.
The two of them on the stage were inseparable, and the man in black was obviously not high in cultivation, and he was beaten by Fu Qichuan and retreated.
"It's a win!" An Mu Hibiscus jumped up excitedly. It was as if he was in the ring at this time, completely ignoring the sweat flowing on his face.
I saw Fu Qichuan touching the sword with both hands, and suddenly a sword light shot out and rushed towards the man in black.
Just when everyone thought that Fu Qichuan was going to win, the man in black suddenly conjured a golden whip and swung it hard, and the sword qi dissipated instantly.
At that time, the whip still emitted golden lightning.
Ziling looked at it and was immediately shocked, "That's the Demon God Whip!" How could he have this! β
I didn't read the ancient book well, and I didn't recognize all the artifacts, so I bit my lip in confusion and asked curiously, "Demon God Whip...... What is it? β
"Legend has it that the Demon God Whip can kill all living beings in the world, regardless of whether you are a god or a demon." Shen Yue said, "And I heard that people who use it need to consume a lot of internal force!" It seems that his cultivation is really not shallow. This Tianruo Temple has really put a lot of effort into the Dragon Ding this time. β
An Mujin shook his head, "I think this Tianruoji may want to take out the Demon God Whip in the final stage, but who knew that the first person was a fierce enemy, so he had to take out the killer weapon in advance." β
"That'...... So what about Qi Chuan? Ci Xin's worried speech changed his tone.
"Don't worry, with Qi Chuan's skills, there may be a possibility of winning."
The man in black threw the demon whip towards Fu Qichuan, Fu Qichuan couldn't dodge the demon god whip that was flying quickly, and was surrounded by the demon god whip, so he had no choice but to protect the streamer sword in front of him.
"Dang" There was a huge crashing sound, and Fu Qichuan flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
Seeing this, the man in black suddenly laughed wildly and said, "This is the Ancient Demon God Whip, with your kid's skill, it's better to admit defeat as soon as possible." β
Ci Xin was about to step forward, but was stopped by Ziling.
Fu Qichuan got up from the stage with difficulty and wiped the remaining blood from the corners of his mouth, "Disciple of Xiangrin Palace, never admit defeat. β
With that, he held the streamer sword in his hand and flew towards the man in black.
Seeing this, the man in black didn't dare to be careless, and directly whipped the demon god straight with his backhand, turning it into a stick against the top of his head.
The two were in a stalemate like this for a while, the man in black was obviously lacking in strength, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately struggled, and Fu Qichuan was thrown out by him defenselessly.
Fu Qichuan was shocked by the sudden strength at this time, and his whole body ached, and he lay on the ground for a long time and didn't get up.
When the time came, the man in black immediately recovered the demon whip and flew into the air and slammed it towards Fu Qichuan.
"Crackling", Fu Qichuan shrank into a ball of pain.
He felt that the bones in his body were bent, as if he could hear the "click" of fractures when he moved slightly.
The palace master of Xiangrin Palace saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, but he didn't want to ring the truce gong for the sake of face.
"Crackling" again, Fu Qichuan was shocked into the air and fell down fiercely.
"Qi Chuanβ" He heard Ci Xin's heart-rending roar, he wanted to get up, he wanted to look back at her, but for some reason, he had no strength in his body, and his vision became more and more blurred......
There was silence all around, and everyone's hearts were in their throats.
He wanted to speak, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.
"Crackling" again, Fu Qichuan was already covered with dirt at this time, and he no longer had the strength to struggle in a pool of blood.
The man in black raised his whip and wanted to continue fighting, but the palace master just wanted to step forward when he saw this, but heard a loud roar behind him: "Stop!" When she boarded, she was furious and shouted, "Xuanyuan! β
Everyone looked back and saw a thin little girl flying in the air, and a sword glowing with golden light flew out of her body.
Hearing her roar again, the sword flew straight to the stage, wrapping the demon whip together, and with a loud "bang", the demon whip shattered in response.
The Taoist of Tianruo Temple was suddenly shocked, the Demon God Whip was made of Northern Dark Iron, which was extremely hard and could smash everything in the world. But what kind of weapon is this, it can actually shatter the Demon God Whip!
Ci Xin flew to the ring, holding the Xuanyuan sword in front of Fu Qichuan, and said angrily: "I will not allow you to hurt Qi Chuan again!" β
Li Ling looked at the golden sword in Ci Xin's hand, became more and more familiar, thought for a moment, and exclaimed: "This is the Xuanyuan Sword!" β
All the masters were shocked, the Xuanyuan Sword was an ancient divine sword, which was left in the world thousands of years ago, and the Xianmen was worried that it would be taken away by the evil forces, so it was sealed in the secret realm of the Easy Sect, and no one had succeeded in taking it away before, but this time......
The palace master looked at Xuanyuan Jian, fell into deep thought, and after a while, he whispered: "Could it be that she is ......"
I saw that he was stirred up like this, and there was a sudden burst of people in the ring, and when I looked back, I saw Fu Qichuan lying in a pool of blood, the clothes on his body were dripping with blood, and he was unconscious.
The doctors in the infield hurriedly took his pulse, and the disciples of Xiangrin Palace had palpitations, some scolded and some sighed, and even the hot-tempered disciples stepped forward and grabbed his collar and were about to beat him.
The man in black actually laughed when he saw this scene, and he didn't care. It was the palace master of Xianglin Palace, who saw the commotion on the stage and shouted: "Stop!" Hugh is presumptuous! β
Even though many disciples of Xiangrin Palace were unwilling, they did not dare to disobey the order, so they had to hate and let him go, and muttered about stepping down.
Even so, Ci Xin still refused to leave.
The palace master of Xiangrin Palace walked into the ring and stepped forward to check his injuries, but he simply did not hurt the vital point, and he would get better after concentrating on cultivation for a while.
Only then did he raise his head, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked sharply at the man in black.
"Your Tianruo Temple is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, a small martial arts tournament actually brought an artifact to the field!" He said coldly, "Do you know that this demon whip will kill people!" β
The man in black had a disdainful face, snorted coldly, and said, "You smashed the Demon God Whip, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet." You wicked people sue first, and you are in trouble with Tianruo Temple? He paused, "If he can get today's result, he can only blame him for not cultivating well, otherwise, how could he end up like this!" β