Time flies.

Under the waiting of the disciples on both sides looking forward to the stars and the moon, it was finally time for the two sects to compete.

Early in the morning, the stands were crowded with monks who had come to watch the game.

The scene was fiery.

Elder Yin Zheng took thirty-five sect disciples and waited in the background.

He had previously divided the thirty-five disciples into seven teams equally.

Qi Yue led a team.

Jiang Yanlu led a team.

Xiao Jue leads a team.

Yun Qing led a team.

The remaining three teams were all led by disciples of the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm.

Elder Yin Zheng symbolically said a few words of encouragement and comfort.

The gist is to the effect that they don't have to be nervous, play normally, and even if they lose a few games, it doesn't matter, as long as they can win four games.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jiang Yanlu again: "Jiang Yanlu, you can also encourage everyone." ”

Jiang Yanlu's eyes were kind, and he bent his lips and smiled: "I have made a few new illusion scenes to reward the losing team." ”

As soon as she said this, she came out.

The group of disciples trembled instantly.

Lose?

It's impossible to lose.

Die to win!

With this idea of winning in the sense that it is inevitable.

The first teams of both sides cheered and played at the same time.

This team is the team where Cheng Xingqian and Feng Miaomiao are.

The two sects introduced each other, and the drumstick in the steward's hand was struck.

Knock –

"Taixuan Sword Sect vs. Hehuan Sect, the first competition, start!"

The steward's voice fell.

The disciples on both sides instantly formed a formation.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect seized the opportunity, waved their hands to cast spells, and put the illusion on the five disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect.

Cheng Xingqi's eyes were confused for a moment, and he found himself standing on the Qingtuo Peak of the Taixuan Sword Sect.

In front of him, there was "Jiang Yanlu" who was wearing the uniform of the Taixuan Sword Sect and holding the Nine Heavens Sword in his hand.

The girl's eyes were cold and tough, she waved the sword in her hand and rushed towards Cheng Xingqian quickly.

"Senior brother, look at the move!"

At the same time, the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect looked at the situation on the competition platform and showed a smile that their sect would win this time.

The first set of illusion techniques was developed by them in a meeting for several days, specifically for the Taixuan Sword Sect.

Jiang Yanlu's swordsmanship is superb.

The disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect would definitely be surprised when they saw "Jiang Yanlu" swinging their swords at them, and then subconsciously dodged.

When dodging, the formation will definitely be destroyed.

In this way, the disciples of their Hehuan Sect would be able to seize the opportunity and break them one by one.

Successfully won the first race.

The sect master of the Hehuan Sect calculated everything, but he did not calculate Jiang Yanlu's mistakes and predicted his prediction in advance.

Jiang Yanlu has done a lot of this kind of illusion.

And it's also the lowest-level illusion in the illusion bead.

Yes, Cheng Xingqian was dazed and came to his senses in an instant.

Revealed: "That's it?" Disdainful expression.

Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect: "? ”

Cheng Xingqian didn't dodge, and directly raised his sword and swung it at the "Jiang Yanlu" in the illusion.

The moment the illusion vanished, he raised his sword and rushed towards the person closest to him.

One set of high-level swordsmanship after another swung at each other.

Beat it to the ground, and then shoot it down with a sword!

At the same time, Feng Miaomiao and the three of them also quickly broke the illusion carefully arranged by the Hehuan Sect.

One person against the other, take a picture of them all on the test bench!

The whole competition ended in less than half a stick of incense.

Knock –

The steward beat the drum and announced loudly: "In the first game, the Taixuan Sword Sect wins!" ”

The Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect was stupid on the spot.

However, this is just the beginning.

All the disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect were not affected by illusions at all, just like they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Chasing the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, the sword swing was faster than the other.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect were beaten and screamed on the stage.

The duration of the match between the two teams is getting shorter and shorter each time.

The sound of drums rang out one after another.

"In the second game, the Taixuan Sword Sect won!"

"In the third game, the Taixuan Sword Sect won!"

“……”

"In the seventh game, the Taixuan Sword Sect wins!"

A shout erupted from the stands.

"This is the speed of the Taixuan Sword Sect!"

The masters of the Hehuan Sect have lost their hemp.

I just cheered up and wanted to comfort the disciples of my sect.

And I saw them hugging each other and weeping.

"Great! Finally liberated! It's not a human life! ”

The other side.

The disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect also hugged each other and cried.

"Great! Finally liberated! It's not a human life! ”

I made a minor fix, and the word count was increased at the end.

(End of chapter)