Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Game Begins
When Lu Jian heard Edgeworth flying, he remembered the scene he had when he was climbing the mountain in the Han Jin Dynasty.
He didn't feel a little fascinated.
Lu Jian suddenly had an incomparable desire for cultivation.
Jiang Shang patted Lu Jian on the shoulder and said, "Don't think about it, let's prepare for the competition in a few days."
Lu Jian smiled and nodded.
Jiang Shang suddenly said to Lu Jian with some concern: "I heard that this kind of competition in the door is not divided into the length of the entry, that is to say, as long as they are in the same realm, they can participate together, then it is possible that we will face the senior brothers who have been in the beginner for a long time, don't look at their big realm is similar to ours, but the proficiency of the exercises is not comparable to us!"
Lu Jian laughed, hugged Jiang Shang's shoulder and said, "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, why do you want to do so much, just go up and do your best!"
In this way, the two of them began to prepare for the competition.
The time soon came for the day of the competition.
This is a major event of the sect, so on the same day, on the big martial arts field, it was full of people, and hundreds of people densely surrounded the competition field circled with cloth.
Each of the five branches was marked with flags of five colors, and all the disciples of the hall stood behind the flags.
At this time, the Sword Qi Hall Elder who was presiding over the competition, Meng Tianqi, and a bearded old man stood up.
This elder often lectures in the martial arts hall, so Lu Jian knows and knows that this old man is usually sleepy-eyed, but he is the first person in the sect to swordsmanship in addition to the sect master.
He and the Sword Intent Hall Elder Kong Qimen, who is the first in boxing, are called "the second elder of empty dreams".
Meng Tianqi squinted at the disciples of each hall with a pair of eyes that seemed to be unable to wake up all the year round, and said: "The competition is divided into two games, the first day is a fist competition, and the second day is a sword competition! In order to take care of the new disciples, I will set up an enchantment in the competition area, and the cultivation inside will be suppressed in the Spirit House Realm, so no matter how high or low the realm is, anyone under the disciples can enter the competition! There are 5 winners in the boxing competition, and the same is true for the sword competition, in the end, the winners of the two games include the winners of both games, and they are the final winners and are eligible to get the rewards of the sect!"
He seemed to be just speaking softly, but in the huge martial arts arena, in the ears of hundreds of people, he could hear it very clearly.
After Meng Tianqi finished speaking, he pointed with his hand on the playing field.
But as he clicked, bursts of white translucent light poured out from his fingertips, first the size of an egg, then gradually larger, like a bubble being blown up, and finally, it became a large bubble with a radius of three feet. There are five of these bubbles, and they are distributed in a star-like pattern on the playing field of the Great Martial Arts Arena.
Meng Tianqi showed this hand, which made Lu Jian admire.
The disciples who had never seen the old man make a move on the field were also amazed.
Meng Tianqi laid out the enchantment and said: "The rules are simple, the person with the highest cultivation in the first five halls will each enter one, and then, each hall can challenge which enchantment at will, in order not to have a wheel war, if a person wins five games, he can be regarded as winning the first round, and then compete with other winning disciples to determine the final winner!"
After saying the rules, Meng Tianqi's eyes seemed to be about to close, and he stopped talking.
The Elder of the Kongqi Sect next to him, who was sturdy and looked like a middle-aged man, stared at him and shouted, "Now the game begins!"
This Void Elder and Elder Dream were completely opposite, and their sound was like a bell, making a sound of metal striking, which shocked people's ears extremely uncomfortable.
It is said that it is because the boxing technique he practiced is too strong, which leads to too much speech, so he rarely speaks.
As soon as Elder Kong's words fell, someone stood up from behind the flags of each hall, walked quickly to the barrier, looked around, and then got in.
After a slight pause, everyone recognized the people who played in the first round of their respective halls.
These people are all the strongest among the younger generation of the Horse God Temple, among them, Wu Bai of the Sword Intent Hall is the most popular.
has a good family background, looks good, and cultivates highly, which is simply the perfect male god image in the hearts of many female.
Therefore, when Wu Bai appeared at the entrance of the barrier, those female disciples in the field were almost about to fry, and many people shouted "Senior Brother Wu, Senior Brother Wu"
The contestants of the other four halls were also the best in each hall, and they also received the applause of the brothers in the hall.
After these five people stood in the barrier, soon, there were people challenging the people in different halls.
This can suppress the enchantment of cultivation, and gives many people the opportunity to do what they usually want to do.
Since these five people are masters in the younger generation, there must be a lot of people who are usually unconvinced, but they are limited to cultivation and dare not challenge, this time they can fight in the same realm, and many people feel that the opportunity is too rare.
So, it didn't take long for all five of them to find their opponents.
Through the translucent barrier, you can clearly see the scene inside.
After saluting each other, they both started their fists, and then they fought each other.
Although everyone uses the same boxing method, this fight is judged from above.
The five challengers threw only punches before they were knocked to the ground.
Among them, Wu Bai hit the most clean and neat, and with only two punches, he knocked the opponent to the ground.
Lu Jian also paid close attention to Wu Bai's every move, and found that this person's boxing style was really unique, and his obviously strong fist style was so light that he was extremely chic.
The white-clothed caftan is like a dragon, and it is really good-looking.
The female disciples in the field were all going crazy, clapping their palms constantly, and their little faces were full of admiration and worship.
Lu Jian nodded, thinking, no wonder these girls are out of control, this senior brother is indeed chic and beautiful.
After the five losers went out, five more disciples rushed in.
It's the same, and it's quickly defeated.
In this five consecutive matches, all five defenders defeated the challenger with little effort.
According to the competition system, these five people can be regarded as passing the test and coming out to rest.
As soon as they went out, five more people rushed onto the field.
After Lu Jian saw the person coming clearly, his eyes narrowed, and it turned out that it was Pu Ning who rushed up from the Sword Intent Hall.
This Puning was tall, strong and powerful, and when he went to that station, he was also very imposing, and immediately, he attracted a lot of applause.
This Pu Ning stood on the field, raised his fists and signaled to the audience, and then, intentionally or unintentionally, he looked at the direction of the land pressure station, and then drilled into the enchantment.
The strength of these five people is obviously not as good as the first five, so in the next five rounds of challenges, some were defeated by the challenger, and some won very reluctantly.
Among them, there are also people who are similar in strength, and with all their strength, the loser was injured, although it was not very serious, but he was no longer able to walk and was carried off the playing field.
It was Na Puning, relying on his height and strength, and with his ferocious fist style, he won five games in a row.
When he came out of the barrier, with a smug smile on his face, he gestured around, drawing a round of applause.
Soon, the defenders of the third round were the first to rush into the enchantment.
Jiang Shang pulled the land pressure and said, "There are not many people left, we should also play!"
Lu Pressure's personality is not a person who likes to take the initiative very much, and he originally wanted to wait, but he was pushed onto the field by Jiang Shang.
Jiang Shang pointed to an enchantment and said, "You challenge this, I'll challenge the other!"
After saying that, he got into the barrier.
Lu Jian smiled, and could only reluctantly burrow into another enchantment.
Entering the barrier is a strange feeling, as if you have walked through a wall of light.
The inside of the enchantment seems to have aura fluctuations that are different from those of the outside world. Lu Pressure couldn't tell what it was like, it was a feeling of being oppressed.
The defender inside saw Lu Jian coming in and said to him: "I'm Ling Xiao of the Sword Intent Hall, you are a newcomer, hehe, you are not a small guts!"
Lu Pressure said: "Don't dare, Lu Pressure learned from Senior Brother!"
Ling Xiao saw that Lu Jian was quite modest, and he didn't feel a little good, so he said, "Okay, I'll teach you how to box!"
When Lu Jian listened to Jiang Shang talk about the ranking of the young generation of masters in the Horse Temple, he mentioned this Ling Xiao.
This person's cultivation can be ranked in the top ten, and he is also an old disciple, and he must be extremely familiar with the moves.
Lu Pressure made a gesture, which was regarded as a courtesy to his senior brother.
Ling Xiao stepped forward, swung his right fist, and pulled back his left fist, which was the tenth style, the horse stepped on the mountains, this style was the heaviest momentum, and the two fists were coordinated, so that the opponent had nowhere to hide.
Lu Pressure also wanted to test his ability, so he swung out his right fist and swirled with his left fist, stepping on the mountains and crashing.
Ling Xiao was stunned, he didn't expect a newcomer to dare to directly fight hard, he sneered in his heart, although his spiritual power was suppressed in the enchantment, but now he is also at the peak of the Spirit House Realm, this kid is simply looking for death.
In an instant, the fists of the two people collided together at the same time,
With a bang, Lu Pressure took three steps back, and his shoulders were in severe pain.
Although he repelled Lu Zhuan, Ling Xiao had no joy on his face, because he found that this little fat man did not fall much behind in the hard confrontation with him, and his fists that collided with him actually had a faint numbness when his spiritual power was peeled off.
"This little fat man is a little weird, his spiritual power doesn't seem to be the cultivation method of this sect!"
Lu pressed a hard touch, and although he suffered a small loss, his confidence soared.
His spiritual power was running, his fists were upward, his feet were on the nine seals, and he suddenly accelerated his sprint, his fists smashed from top to bottom, and at the same time he shouted in his mouth: "Horse stepping on Jiaolong!"
With the sound of scolding, his fists had already smashed into the top of Ling Xiao's head, less than three inches from his head.
Ling Xiao didn't expect Lu Press's speed to be so fast, he originally just thought that Lu Press's fist power was enough and would be hard, but he didn't expect that this time he actually smashed it with the most agile move in the fist style.
Ling Xiao didn't have time to think about it, his body moved sideways, and the two fingers of his right hand were together, stabbing at Lu Press's ribs.
This style is no longer a fist technique, but a sword that refers to the sword, and uses the sword technique to hurt the enemy and save himself.
How could Lu Jian be stabbed by him, and with a strange footstep, he had already flashed behind Ling Xiao, his fists were like bells, and he blasted out backwards, "Horse kicks the morning bell!"
The two fists were as fast as lightning, and they were hitting Ling Xiao's back, and Ling Xiao was beaten forward and fell to the ground.
He pressed his hands together and immediately stood up.
He just wanted to hold back the sharp pain in his back and pounced on Lu Jian again.
The cold voice of Meng Tianqi came from his ears: "Ling Xiao has been defeated, quit the enchantment!"