Chapter 142: I'm Thick-skinned Anyway
As Tao Shen spoke, the old man in the audience slammed the gong and shouted:
"The last day of the competition began, there are a total of six matches today, and now there are two sides to the first game, Fu Ming of the Quanzhen faction and Wu Dong of the Laoshan faction."
I straightened up and saw the disciples of the two factions jumping into the ring one after another.
After saluting each other, they took a stance.
I watched with interest as the two men wrestled.
Compared to pure martial arts, it is not even useful to protect the body and the Yin Soul.
The skills are quite good, even if the three Long brothers are the most capable of fighting I have ever seen, they may not be the opponent of one of them.
And it can be seen that if I fight pure martial arts, I am not the opponent of these two people at all.
No more than 50 moves at most.
"What the are monsters? If it's all of these players, then I'll take a hammer test. ”
I muttered quietly as I watched them fight back and forth for more than ten minutes before it was over.
The Quanzhen faction won, and the Laoshan faction lost.
After the competition, the two stood up and faced the examiner's desk.
The person who won first hugged his fists and said: "Quanzhen faction Fu Ming, 19 years old this year." ”
The five examiners on the stage basically didn't react, only the examiner of the Thunder Sect raised his hand.
Fu Ming's face was overjoyed, and he said:
"The disciple is willing to join the Thunder Sect."
Next, the disciple of the Laoshan faction also hugged his fists and introduced:
"Laoshan faction Wudong, twenty-four years old this year."
Sure enough, no one raised their hand, and the proof didn't fancy it.
Wu Dong could only leave in a huff, and even with him, those people from the Laoshan faction were also very sorry.
The second game began very quickly, and a sixteen-year-old boy was narrowly defeated by a twenty-four-year-old youth.
Their martial arts are also good, and they are all above me.
But the sixteen-year-old boy was favored by Danwu Villa, and the young man who won the competition was defeated.
This shows that the examiners are not looking at the victory or defeat, but the performance of the competition.
And I feel that the younger you are, the more dominant you are.
After watching the third and fourth games, I had completely lost my confidence.
Everyone on the field is better than me.
And after they finished the competition, Tao Shen didn't even lift his eyelids.
Not to mention the people chosen by the Heavenly Palace.
And my opponent, Qian Cheng of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, is the top genius selected by the Heavenly Palace.
Not only will I have no chance of winning, but I will even be crushed.
A player like me, who was born in the wild for less than a year, is estimated to be embarrassed in martial arts.
Just as he was thinking about it, the old man in charge of striking the gong struck again and shouted:
"Today's fifth and final game, the extra match, by Qian Cheng, a disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect who has been selected by the Heavenly Palace, will play against Sanxiu Ling Lu."
I stood up, and the word loose cultivation was fresh.
Actually, I don't want to fight anymore, because it's definitely not going to be a show.
But it's come to this, and if it doesn't work, it has to be done.
I walked into the ring and hugged my fist at the examiner's stand.
The surrounding Maoshan disciples shouted one after another, giving me great respect as the person who saved the Maoshan faction once.
Hearing this cheer, people outside the Maoshan faction also looked forward to it.
Including the five examiners on stage.
Even Tao Shen raised his eyebrows and looked at me more.
I sighed to myself, this time I was going to be thrown to my grandmother's house.
A figure turned over on stage, and I turned my head to see that the person who came up was actually Tao Long.
Just when everyone was puzzled, Tao Long clenched his fists and said to the examiner on the rostrum:
"Examiners, Senior Brother Qian Cheng suddenly had a stomach upset, I am comparable to Senior Brother Qian Cheng's martial arts, yesterday's competition, I only narrowly won, I don't know if I can fight on my behalf?"
My heart moved, it turned out that Tao Long's grandson was waiting here.
I said that when I first came in, he put aside his harsh words.
is still upset, this is obviously an excuse for Tao Long to hold back.
Although Tao Long was only the fourth among the disciples selected by the Wentian Palace, it was to release water for Li Yirou.
When it comes to martial arts, he is definitely the strongest among all the people who participated in the competition.
I'm not an opponent at all.
And he competes with me with hatred, and he will definitely kill him.
I looked at the examiners on the stage, waiting for their decision.
Tao Shen took the lead in nodding and said two words: "Reasonable." ”
Tao Shen spoke, and the other examiners also agreed.
Things have come to this point, and I have to bite the bullet.
With so many seniors here, I don't expect Tao Long to really kill me.
As for the shame, it doesn't matter.
I'm thick-skinned anyway.
In the ring, Tao Long and I confronted each other, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.
I clenched the magic knife in my hand, but my heart was full of unease.
Tao Long looked contemptuous, and the long sword in his hand flashed with cold light.
At the beginning of the game, Tao Long's body moved, and the long sword slashed at me like lightning.
I barely held out, but was shocked by his sheer force and took a few steps back.
My heart tightened, I already knew that this game was not going to be easy to play.
With just one move, I was crushed.
There was a sigh from the audience, and the scene they were expecting did not appear.
I, the person who saved the Maoshan faction, can only be regarded as a martial arts waste here.
Tao Long sneered, and the attack became more and more fierce.
His sword danced so tightly that every attack made me feel powerless.
I can only use the moves in the Heavenly Master Martial Arts to resist it.
I tried to hold on, but soon I couldn't resist it, and there were more and more wounds on my body.
It's not that the Heavenly Master's martial arts are not good, it's that my current foundation is too weak.
Tao Long, on the other hand, attacked in a playful manner, and the sword fell, constantly cutting through my skin.
all gave him a hint of revenge.
It all gave me a little more humiliation.
All made the scene a little quieter.
This grandson was very cunning, and when he knew that I had protective soft armor, he picked on my limbs.
Finally, Tao Long's sword left a deep blood mark on my shoulder, and with great strength, I spun around in the air several times and fell to the ground hard.
He stood in front of me, his sword pointed at my throat, his eyes full of mockery.
"Is that all you have to do?" Tao Long said contemptuously: "I thought you were so powerful, it turned out to be just a waste." ”
I glared at him angrily, the anger burning in my heart.
This guy could have beaten me easily, but he's been fooling me for so long.
And in the content of this competition, there is no option to surrender.
Martial will, surrender is a coward.
The scene was silent, and they all saw that Tao Long and I were not on the same level at all, and this competition was crushing.
And most of the examiners on the stage shook their heads and sighed, and the examiner of the Thunder Sect did not forget to say:
"Casual cultivation is casual cultivation, and you will never be able to get on the stage."
And Tao Long was obviously even more annoyed when he saw my angry eyes.
He whispered, "What? Still not convinced? Then Lao Tzu will send you on your way today! ”
I was stunned, this guy is crazy.
Completely carried away by hatred.
I secretly communicated to Zong Qiqi, if he really wants to kill him, I can't control so many rules!
Tao Long raised his sword in the air, and then slammed it down at my neck.