Chapter 889: Rotten Wood Can't Be Carved!
In the early morning, the fiery red sun slowly rises from the sky, and the golden light shines through the clouds, spreading over the land with the breeze blowing.
The huge Turbulent Wind City also began to boil at this moment.
One by one, the warriors walked out of the restaurants and inns, converged in the streets, turned into a reckless torrent, and poured towards the competition venue where the inner city was located.
Although there were only eight games in yesterday's game, in terms of excitement, it was far better than the previous few days' games, the duel between the disciples of the nine major sects, the rise of the new talents, and the defeat of the disciples of the five major sects, all of which made people's blood boiling.
Although today's competition is only for the last two places, because of the five major sect disciples such as Na Yang Wuji, and super newcomers such as Nie Renwang, this promotion competition, which has no interest in the previous years, has become something to look forward to.
As the sun rises, the sky is already bright, and the early spring sun shines on you, dispelling the chill in the air and giving people a warm feeling.
In the huge competition field, it was already overcrowded, and the stands around it were crowded with people, and as far as the eye could see, it was completely a sea of people, and even the only few gaps were completely filled by some warriors standing on top of the sword.
The noisy noise rushed into the sky, shaking people's eardrums to roar.
"Han Chen, are you okay?" In the stands, looking at Han Chen with a tired face, Ziyun asked with concern.
Hearing this, Feng Ming and the others also turned their eyes over.
"Is it because the consumption was too big yesterday and you haven't recovered yet?"
There was a trace of doubt in the eyes of several people, it stands to reason. One night's cultivation, no matter how much it consumes, with the heaven and earth aura gathered by the Fighting Frontier Academy, it is enough to recover. What's more, today's Han Chen seems to be much more tired than yesterday.
"I had some insights from practicing the sword last night, I was overdrawn, and I haven't fully recovered yet, so it's not in the way!" Han Chen shook his head and said.
Heard Han Chen say this. Several people nodded. The Zhengfeng Academy already has the effect of enhancing comprehension, and with Han Chen's qualifications and talents, after yesterday's game, some insights should also be understood. Then I cared a few words. He didn't ask again.
I can see that I can withdraw my gaze. Han Chen smiled bitterly in his heart. He was so tired, where was it because he was overdrawn from practicing the sword, but because he used the method of soul enlightenment. After a night of enlightenment, I was able to guide zhì like this.
Throughout the night, Han Chen's soul power continued to deplete, then to recover, and then to deplete again
It wasn't until dawn that he fully understood yesterday's eight games, and at the same time understood most people's habits and so on.
The reason why he said that most people was because there were three people that he could not understand.
The first one, of course, is that there is no god. In yesterday's game, the godless opponent was Jing Wufeng, Jing Wufeng took the initiative to admit defeat, and the two did not fight at all. In the previous game, there were few gods and few shots, and even if they did, they were defeated with one move.
There were too few moves to perform, and Han Chen really had no way of understanding them.
The second is the hundred-mile thousand-year-old. In yesterday's game, although Baili Chitose defeated Mu Shaobai and made sixteen moves, there were a lot of moves.
But Han Chen still couldn't understand, because whether it was through Mu Shaobai's perspective or Baili Qiansui's own perspective, those sixteen moves were impossible to comprehend, and each move seemed to come from outside the sky, and the antelope hung its horns, and there was no trace to be found.
It gives people the feeling that they do whatever they want, without the slightest rule, as if every move hides its own habits, and there are flaws everywhere, but it seems that every move is extremely mellow, and there is nowhere to break it.
Like the absence of God, there is nowhere to know.
And the third one is that the month is over. In yesterday's match with Nie Ren Wang, the two exchanged more than 200 moves, and Yue Jue used that amazing sword to defeat Nie Ren King.
With more than 200 moves, so many moves, it stands to reason that even if you hide deeply, you should have discovered something!
But the result was that Han Chen still couldn't find the slightest flaw.
Because every move and style of Yuejue is extremely perfect, it is completely consistent with its own cultivation realm, and its power is displayed to the maximum.
Where can you find a flaw in the perfect move?
Despite this, after one night, Han Chen's gains were not small, he thoroughly understood all the eight games, transformed them into his own heritage, and even understood everyone's habits and so on.
Although there may not be much improvement in his own strength, he has improved his combat awareness and experience, and from the side, it is also an improvement in strength.
The most important thing is that if he fights these people again, Han Chen will have a big advantage.
However, there are gains and losses, and after harvesting these, Han Chen also paid the price, which was exhaustion.
When the soul power is consumed, you can pass through the small method, and the three or two pillars of incense will be restored, but the consumption of the mind can not be restored so quickly, and it is such a high-intensity consumption all night.
What Han Chen wants to do most now is to lie on the bed, get a good night's sleep, and rejuvenate his mind. Just thinking that today's game will compete for the last two of the top 10, he still suppressed this idea and rushed over to watch the game.
Looking up at the sun on the horizon, estimating that there was still half an hour before the start of the game, Han Chen closed his eyes and cultivated his mind.
Seeing this, the Ziyun people on the side thought that Han Chen was practicing swords last night and was really tired, so they didn't bother.
On the edge of the huge platform, on the seats belonging to the contestants, Yang Wuji, Nie Renwang and others had already arrived early, and they were also closing their eyes at this time, waiting for the start of the game.
Time passed slowly, and in the anxious waiting of people, half an hour finally passed.
At a certain moment, Nie Renwang and the others opened their eyes and looked at the platform.
Following their gaze, they saw that the space on the platform was slightly twisted, and more than a dozen figures slowly emerged from the void.
Yun Hong and the other elders of the Nine Great Sects appeared!
The warriors in the stands around them were silent, but after a few breaths, they quieted down.
The rules of the competition are the same as before, and the draw is first. Then, according to the number of cards, the opponent is decided, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated.
The competition is divided into three rounds, divided into eight into four, four into two, and the last round is a challenge. The six people who were defeated, if there are any dissatisfied, they can have the opportunity to challenge these two people once.
If you win, you will naturally take your place. If defeated. That would be officially eliminated.
Of course. If you're still not convinced, it's okay, there's still a chance.
After the top 10 appears, there will be a three-day challenge period. These 10 people can be challenged at that time. The rules remain the same. The winner, in its place, the loser. Of course, the opportunity to challenge this person is lost.
This rule seems a little unfair, after all, the loser has the opportunity to challenge, especially the two who are competing for two places, and they have to be challenged twice.
And in this challenge, it is unfair that the winner will be eliminated if he loses once.
But that's the rule. This time, the rewards for the top ten are much more generous than in previous years. And the top three have the opportunity to enter the Heart Refining Valley.
This reward has made countless people blush.
For the top ten to be the strongest ten among many martial artists, the nine major sects can only do this.
After Yun Hong and the others appeared, there was no nonsense, after so many days of competition, everything that should be said was said, and everyone knew the rules and everything, so naturally they didn't waste any time.
"Let's get started!"
Yun Hong left a sentence lightly, then turned around and retreated from the martial arts platform with the other elders of the nine major sects, landed on the high platform, and sat quietly.
Boom!
The Elder of the Falling Star Pavilion, who was in charge of presiding over the lottery, raised his hand to take out the tall lottery holder and landed on the platform, stirring up a layer of dust.
Then Nie Renwang and other eight people read out their names and went to the stage to draw cards in turn.
At this time, in the stands, Han Chen was still resting with his eyes closed and did not wake up.
In yesterday's match with Nangong Xingchen, he had already consumed a lot, and he had not slept all night at night, constantly performing the method of soul enlightenment, and his mind was even more strictly consumed, and he had never recovered. At this time, with Ziyun, Feng Ming and others on his side, he didn't have to worry about anything else, his mind relaxed, and he actually fell asleep.
"Han"
Zhao Lin was about to wake up Han Chen with a voice, but was interrupted by Ziyun.
"He's probably too tired, don't wake him up, let him rest for a while!" Ziyun shook his head at Zhao Lin and said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Zhao Lin scratched his head, smiled, but did not speak again. The others also glanced at Ziyun, smiled silently, and didn't say anything.
Feeling everyone's gaze, a blush appeared on Ziyun's beautiful face, but he didn't explain anything. During this time, she did not hide her feelings for Han Chen, everyone had already seen it, and there was no need to explain it, and there was no need to explain.
"Hmm, am I asleep?" At this time, Han Chen's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes opened, and he looked at the few people on the platform who were drawing lots, with a hint of surprise on his face.
When did your vigilance become so bad when you fell asleep here?
"It's okay, the draw has just begun, it's not too late!" Ziyun said softly.
"Oh!" Han Chen nodded, then raised his hand and flipped it over, took out a pot of Dongyang drunk from the empty ring, unplugged it, poured it in, and felt the hot feeling of the wine entering his stomach, and his spirit suddenly burst.
"Hmm, what are you watching me do?" Feeling the strange gazes of Feng Ming and the others, Han Chen was stunned and asked.
"It's okay!" Hua Qingwu and Heyoulan shook their heads.
"I finally know now why your strength has increased so quickly!" Liu Wuyin sighed.
"Because there is no distraction!" Feng Ming, Xiao Bieli and others said in unison.
Hearing the words of several people, Han Chen's face was full of puzzlement, just now he was relaxed and fell into a deep sleep, he didn't know what was going on, and naturally he didn't understand what a few people meant at this time.
"The draw is over, the game is about to start, everyone concentrate on watching the game!" Ziyun's heart flashed a trace of loss, and then said out loud.
Hearing this, everyone looked at the martial arts platform, the Meteorite Pavilion and other elders retreated, and the first game was about to start, and they didn't say anything more.
"This little girl has a very good heart, it's good to be my apprentice daughter-in-law!"
He sighed and shook his head.
"Rotten wood cannot be carved" (to be continued......)