The next day, the last game of this exchange conference, the main battle of the institute will begin.

The rules of the main battle of the courtyard are the same as the kendo battle, which is also a draw of lots, and a duel between two and two. The pressure on the owners of the major courtyards is very great in this field, and what kind of ranking can be obtained is the last chance.

Relatively speaking, Zhao Zhongyuan is less stressed. But he didn't want to rest on his laurels. As the owner of the hospital, I have some pride.

It's just that he knows in his heart that the chances of winning this game are not great. Among the six courtyard masters, Shen Tianji and Nangong Ba are both at the peak of the Tribulation, Luo Xinglie and Fairy Xue Yao are in the late stage of the Tribulation, and he and Tian Heng are at the peak of the middle of the Tribulation.

There is a lot of difference in the realm, and the one who really has a chance to win is Tian Heng. Therefore, he very much hopes that the result of the draw can allow him and Tian Heng to meet in the first game.

After a night of adjustment, I felt that I had reached my peak state, and all that remained was to hope to draw a good lot.

The venue of today's competition has also undergone some changes, with four huge pillars erected on each side of the square ring. The pillars were covered with prohibitions, and the sixteen pillars were connected together to form a protective shield.

After all, it was the battle of the monks of the Tribulation Period, and without a strong blockade to resist, the aftermath of the battle alone could smash the entire square, and the monks watching the battle around would also be affected by the pond fish.

On this day, there were so many monks who came to watch the battle, and the stands were full, and some of them could only stand in the aisles to watch.

The position of the judge has also changed, Cheng Ling raised his eyes and looked up, only knew Li Guanglin and the Tiantai Master, and the remaining middle-aged monk was wearing graceful and luxurious clothes, not angry and arrogant, but very much like a prince in the mortal world.

Cheng Ling came to Jian Wuya's side and asked, "Sword Courtyard Master, who is the person on the judging table?"

Jian Wuya explained: "Li Guanglin, the leader of the Array Alliance, you should know, that female cultivator's name is Tiantai Master, and she is a casual cultivator, but her strength is extremely strong, and she is not under the sect master of the nine major forces, but as an outsider, she rarely gets involved in the affairs of the cultivation world, and she didn't expect to be willing to be a judge today." ”

"The remaining middle-aged monk is the deputy city lord of Yujing City, the younger brother of the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Shizhen, such a competition The Zhao family will definitely appear. ”

Cheng Ling nodded and asked, "Master Tiantai, I once had a relationship, and it was only after listening to her arguments that my cultivation was raised to the peak of the late stage of integration. ”

"The identity of Master Tiantai is very mysterious, no one knows where she studied from, some people say that she is from the Murong family, others say that she is from the Ethereal Snow Sect, and there is no tangible evidence for all kinds of speculations. ”

However, she has always been kind and charitable, and she is a peerless beauty, even if she is often dressed as a monk or nun, it is still difficult to hide it. Therefore, the reputation in the cultivation world is excellent, and there is also a grapevine that I heard that her apprentice Shen Shiyin has a deep relationship with Shen Tianji. ”

"Xiangbi, this is the reason why she is willing to be a judge!"

Cheng Ling's consciousness swept away, and sure enough, he saw Shen Shiyin in the group of disciples of Tianji Academy, chatting happily, and several first sons gathered around him, offering great courtesy, it should be an old acquaintance from the past.

While the two were talking, several courtyard masters had already drawn lots, and the results of the battle had also come out.

In the first scene, Nangong Academy vs. Famous Sword Academy

In the second game, Tianji Academy vs. Luo Tian Academy

In the third game, Yunlan Academy vs. Canglang Academy

Zhao Zhongyuan's face was gloomy, obviously dissatisfied with the result of the draw. Who wants to face Nangong Ba and Shentianji in the first game, let yourself meet the one who is so immortal.

It's just that in the case of the lottery, to put it bluntly, it purely depends on luck, and if you are not lucky, who can blame you.

Nangong Ba and Tianheng were in their hearts, and they had long wanted to teach the Famous Sword Academy a good lesson. It's a pity that the monks on the other side are very strong in every battle, and the first son of his own academy is defeated one by one, and even the team battle can't take much advantage.

With the referee's order, Nangong Ba and Zhao Zhongyuan jumped into the ring.

Nangong Ba said in a cold voice: "Zhao Daoyou, in this competition, the first son of the Famous Sword Academy has infinite scenery, I don't know if you, the sect master, will lose the face of the academy!"

Zhao Zhongyuan's face sank, and he said indifferently: "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, let the horse come!"

"Then you just wait to lose!"

With a flick of his right hand, a spear came to his hand, the head of the spear was jet black, shining with a dark light, and he shot several times at Zhao Zhongyuan.

The monk of the robbery made a move, and sure enough, the reaction was different. It's just a very simple gun move, which is used in the hands of Nangong Ba, and it is dozens of times stronger than Nangong Hao. The spear was like a dragon, spanning a distance of tens of meters, and came to Zhao Zhongyuan in an instant.

The head of the spear was like a meteor, and it seemed to be an eagle's claw, enveloping Zhao Zhongyuan's figure.

Zhao Zhongyuan flew back, and shot a long list of spells in his hand, wanting to block the opponent's spear momentum and take the opportunity to distance himself.

It's just that Nangong Ba's spear swept away, and the overwhelming spells were instantly dispersed, with force under his feet, his body kept a distance of one zhang from Zhao Zhongyuan, and the spear in his hand was either stabbed, teased, swept or split, and the move was pressing, and he wanted to knock Zhao Zhongyuan off the ring.

Zhao Zhongyuan's hands were flying, but he couldn't pull away the distance, his body was shrouded in the opponent's spear, and he couldn't play the spells he was good at at all, so he could only exert his spare strength, and the two-handed spells were exerted to the limit, resisting Nangong Ba's killing moves.

Although they were at a disadvantage, the offense and defense between the two were still very exciting, and the momentum in the ring collided and there were bursts of roar. The disciples watching around were all engrossed, and this kind of duel allowed them to directly feel the power of the Tribulation Cultivator.

"It turns out that the shot can be used like this, not attacking in a straight line, but with the help of compressing the true element, so that the trajectory of the spear is a changing curve, which makes the opponent more elusive and even more irresistible!"

Nangong Hao stared at the competition in the ring, verified with what he had learned, his eyes flashed, and he gained a lot. This set of marksmanship is the top martial arts of the Nangong family, only the descendants are qualified to teach, and it is difficult for ordinary disciples to cultivate to a very high level, such as Nangong Yan, who has been practicing for several years, is very unsuitable for marksmanship, and finally has to give up.

On the side of the Famous Sword Academy, everyone raised their hearts to their throats. The head of the main courtyard is at a disadvantage, and everyone can see it clearly, but they just hope to hold on longer, and maybe have the ability to fight back.

After fighting for half an hour, Nangong Ba's momentum did not weaken in the slightest, on the other hand, Zhao Zhongyuan, his spiritual power was extremely consumed, and he was already in a state of comprehensive defense.

Nangong Ba sneered in his heart, in the previous battle, he didn't exert his full strength at all, he just wanted the other party to suffer more. Now that the battle has been fought for half an hour, it is almost over, after all, there are still two competitions ahead, so there is no need to waste any more time.

He suddenly burst out, his momentum increased sharply, he held the gun in both hands, and with a little effort, the long sword spun and turned into a fiery red circle of light, and the fire dragons in the aperture bombarded towards Zhao Zhongyuan.

Bang bang bang!

Zhao Zhongyuan struggled to resist and sacrificed a defensive light mask, but unfortunately, under the attack of the opponent's fire dragon, the defense of the light mask was gradually weakened. He was horrified and retreated

, is planning to avoid its edge and regain its strength.

But how could Nangong Ba do what he wanted, the ring of fire turned into a spear was close to the other party's figure and chased after him.

Zhao Zhongyuan clasped his hands together, and a huge ball of light came to his side, bombarding the rolling ring of fire. It's just that he didn't think that Nangong Ba changed his shape, and when he resisted, the spear turned into a fire dragon and struck out fiercely.

Zhao Zhongyuan was shocked, his body moved sideways, and he barely dodged a killing shot. It's just that as soon as the spear in Nangong Ba's hand was retracted, the body of the spear hit him the back!

"Poof!"

spurting out a mouthful of blood, Zhao Zhongyuan finally couldn't resist the momentum of the forward rush, and the whole person fell heavily under the ring.

"Nangong Academy wins!"

The referee's voice sounded, and Nangong Ba stood in the center of the ring with a gun, like a god, looking coldly at Zhao Zhongyuan in the audience.

The disciples of the Famous Sword Academy hurriedly rushed forward and helped Zhao Zhongyuan up. He stretched out his right hand, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, looked at Nangong Ba on the stage, and said coldly: "I remember this shot!"

Nangong Ba sneered and said indifferently: "The old man is waiting for you at any time!"

Zhao Zhongyuan stared at the other party coldly, turned around and returned to the group of disciples of the Famous Sword Academy, and resumed his meditation.

Jian Yinghao was anxious and wanted to come forward to ask, but seeing that he was recovering, it was inconvenient to disturb, so he could only look at Jian Wuya.

Jian Wuya shook his head slowly, he didn't say anything, but his face was solemn, obviously this time, Zhao Zhongyuan's injuries were not light, and the next few battles would be even more difficult.

Nangong Academy won the first victory, and the second game was Tianji Academy vs. Luo Tian Academy.

Shen Tianji and Luo Xinglie jumped into the ring, each gave a salute, and did not speak, so they fought.

"Seven Stars Kill"

"Thousands of miles of ice"

The strength of the two courtyard masters is exhausted, and the strength of the ring collides, which makes people feast their eyes. After two hours of hard fighting, in the end, Shen Tianji had a slight advantage in cultivation and won this competition.

In the third game, Yunlan Academy vs. Canglang Academy

Tian Heng's fists flew over, every move was like a huge wave rolling, a torrential rain overturning, and his palm strength was everywhere in the ring. On the other hand, Fairy Xue Yao is holding a whisk in her right hand, and her left hand is either a palm or a finger, her moves are light and agile, without the slightest fireworks, but the power that can be played makes people dare not look directly.

The two sides trembled for more than an hour, and the blood medicine fairy Buddha dust flung away, and thousands of dust threads were like steel needles, hitting Tian Heng hard. Tian Heng wrapped his hands and grabbed Buddha Chen, and the two fell into a stalemate.

At this moment, Fairy Xue Yao's right arm was retracted, and with a light touch at the tail end of Buddha Chen, a long sword suddenly came out, and a sword swept across, Tian Heng was caught off guard, was hit by a sword, and fell into the ring!

After three competitions, Nangong Ba, Shen Tianji, and Xue Yao Fairy all showed their strong strength, won the final victory, and became members of the winner's group. And Zhao Zhongyuan, Luo Xinglie, and Tian Heng, although they tried their best, they still regretted defeat and were classified as the loser's group!

Cheng Ling watched the three competitions and felt deeply shocked. The monks of the Tribulation Period are indeed very powerful, whether it is magic or martial arts, they have reached the realm of perfection. With just one move, he could attract the power of heaven and earth, and the attacks he issued instantly increased several times.

Back then, a few of them killed the side blood of the Tribulation Period, and there was still a certain fluke mentality, thinking that the Tribulation Period was nothing more than the same, as long as the Heavenly Demon sacrificed his body, he may not have the power to fight. But now it seems that the combat power of the Bian Bloody Demon is really not ranked in the Tribulation Period, and no matter which of the six courtyard masters has the strength to kill.