Chapter 1 Young Talents Chapter 17 Refers to breaking a thousand jun
The next morning, there was still a crowd of people near the square, but it was still a little deserted compared to yesterday's grand occasion.
At the end of the day, the second round of the elite colonel started on time, Wang Yi was wearing a pure white robe today, and slowly walked into the center of the square, with a smile on his face, and said loudly:
"Today is the second and final day of the Colonel's Elite Round, and both the second round and the final round will be played today. Presumably, you are all very eager to know who the seats of these eight elite disciples will be, and you will be able to see before tonight. β
Xuantian and Zhuo Yan came to the outer edge of the square very early, and at this moment, Xuantian looked around at the crowd, patted Zhuo Yan lightly on the shoulder, and said with a mocking smile on his face: "Today is a crucial day to decide the elite disciples, and there are a few fewer people who come to watch the battle, which is really very strange." It seems that it must be due to the fact that the earth-shattering battle between Brother Zhuo and Uncle Shui yesterday involved too many innocent audiences. β
Zhuo Yan glanced at Xuantian and pretended to be angry: "You kid don't have a hippie smile, focus on the competition." If you accidentally get eliminated after playing for a while, you won't be able to laugh anymore. β
"Brother Zhuo don't worry, although I don't have much confidence in getting the seat of an elite disciple, this second round still won't be difficult for me. β
Xuantian still looked improper, but Zhuo Yan knew in his heart that what Xuantian had just said was actually underestimating his own ability.
At this time, Wang Yi had finished all the verbose opening remarks, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he announced:
"In the first round of the second round of the elite colonel, Xuantian of Qingmiao Peak will face Sun Hong of Lingxiu Peak!"
Xuantian bowed slightly when he heard this, and said, "As I expected, yesterday was my first appearance, and I still haven't changed the order today." β
Zhuo Yan once again "slapped" Xuantian on the shoulder, and said: "Those who can successfully pass the first round are not mortals, and they must not be careless, otherwise they will suffer." β
Xuantian nodded heavily, and then strode towards the center of the square, and Sun Hong also walked into the square at the same time.
After the two met and saluted each other, Xuantian took a cursory look at Sun Hong.
This Sun Hong is wearing a pale cyan robe, carrying a peachwood long sword behind his back, his face is delicate, his facial features are upright, and his appearance is too delicate for men, and he seems to have a little sense of indistinguishability between male and female.
Just as Xuantian was looking at Sun Hong, he suddenly spoke: "Senior Brother Xuan is the one who eliminated Senior Brother Xiao in the first round yesterday? Senior Brother Xiao is extremely famous among the disciples of the Miao Zi generation, and it is really remarkable that you can defeat him." β
Xuan Tian hurriedly smiled and said: "Senior Brother Sun has won the prize, and the narrow victory over Senior Brother Xiao yesterday was really because of his mercy and failure to use all his strength, so I won by luck." Senior Brother Xiao is willing to leave the opportunity to the new disciple, such a mind is really admirable. β
Xiao Huanghu heard what Xuantian said outside the court at this time, and immediately felt that he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't cry or laugh.
At this moment, the disciples outside the arena were talking to each other, quietly discussing the predictions for today's first competition.
"Who do you think has a better chance of winning this matchup?"
"I think it's Sun Hong, although Xuantian defeated Xiao Huanghu in the last game, but that one is very weird, we haven't seen what this Xuantian has to do, and although Sun Hong is not as famous as Xiao Huanghu, but after all, he is also a person who successfully passed the first round, and his strength must not be underestimated. β
"I object to your statement, although this Sun Hong successfully passed the first round, but it was because his opponent was too poor, in fact, there is still a lot of gap between him and Xiao Huanghu, and he is not very strong. And that Xuantian still defeated Xiao Huanghu easily after he made a special move, and his strength may not stop there. I guess his cultivation should be on par with the Qingzi disciples, and I wouldn't be surprised even if he won the last elite disciple seat. β
While everyone was chattering and discussing, the two men in the square had already begun to fight.
I saw that Sun Hong took the lead in launching a rapid offensive against Xuantian, and his palms hit Xuantian's heart with a strong wind, and his shot was crisp and neat, without the slightest feeling of dragging mud and water.
Xuantian saw that his movements were fast, and secretly praised in his heart: "This person's movements are accurate, his body is agile, and his strength is just right, he is really a malleable material, and he is more than a step stronger than that Xiao Huanghu." It's a pity that the foundation of internal cultivation is very weak, and looking at the strength of this palm, I am afraid that the meridians around his body have not yet been opened, otherwise the name of the first person in this wonderful character generation will not be covered by Xiao Huanghu. β
Xuantian's thoughts fluctuated in his heart, but his body was not slack, seeing that Sun Hong's palms had been bullied in front of him, he took a slight step back, and pushed forward with his left palm to meet the attack, his palm was slightly lucky, and his true qi was slightly spit.
Sun Hong suddenly felt a very strong coercion coming towards him, like a mountain pressing down from the sky, making him suddenly feel depressed, and even breathing was a little difficult.
Then Sun Hong felt that his palms seemed to be slapped on the thick rock wall, and a dull pain came clearly from the palm of his hand, and the force of the reverse thrust brought Sun Hong's figure back more than three feet. Sun Hong concentrated all his strength on his feet before he regained his balance and gradually stabilized his body.
Sun Hong was sweating profusely at the moment, and his breathing was very heavy, as if he had exhausted the strength of his whole body in just this palm.
"This Xuantian is really the most evil, what kind of kung fu did he use to shake me out before I could touch his palm? I don't believe that he can cast a strange magic, let me try again. Sun Hong thought secretly in his heart.
Thinking of this, Sun Hong calmed down the messy aura in his body a little, and then poured all the remaining strength into his arms, only to see the green tendons on his arms bursting up, making the originally slender arms look very bloated, and it was terrifying at a glance.
Seeing this, a disciple of Ling Xiufeng outside the arena exclaimed: "Although I don't know what happened just now, but now that Senior Brother Sun Hong is going to use all his strength, it is estimated that Xuantian will definitely not be able to block this blow." β
Sun Hong suddenly shouted, suddenly pulled out the wooden sword from the back of itself, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and after rushing forward two steps, he was holding the sword against the Xuantian Gate and slashing downward.
Qianjun fell violently, but did not make any noise, Siye seemed to fall into an awkward silence at this moment, and vaguely seemed to be able to hear some gasping sounds one after another, as if something incredible had happened here.
A moment later, an uproar spread around the square, and everyone watched with surprise, horror, and even disbelief at what was happening in the square.
I saw Xuantian sandwich the wooden sword that fell towards the door in front of him between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand as if he didn't waste any strength, and he took all the fierce power on the sword without wasting any effort, and easily dissolved it in an instant. Xuantian then used his strength slightly, and with a slight backlash, the wooden sword came out of Sun Hong's hand and fell into Xuantian's palm.
"This Xuantian's strength is too strong, it is almost the same as the uncles of the Qing generation, I had doubted him when he fought Xiao Huanghu before, but now thinking about the thoughts at that time, it is really naΓ―ve. In the crowd outside the venue, a disciple of Qingmiao Peak looked at Xuantian with an almost adoring gaze and said excitedly.
Xuantian handed back the wooden sword to Sun Hong at this time, took two steps back, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Sun, I have conceded." β
Sun Hong was already exhausted at this time, he took the wooden sword back behind his back, closed his eyes and breathed quietly for about a cup of tea before he spoke: "Senior Brother Xuan's skills are really beyond imagination, and the person who can easily take over the 'Lingyun Sword Technique' with two fingers--- you are the first person I have ever seen." This kind of cultivation may be incomparable to the ordinary disciples of the Qing generation. β
Xuantian smiled lightly, approached Sun Hong and whispered, "Your external strength foundation is the most solid among the many wonderful character disciples of this elite colonel, but your internal strength cultivation still needs to be improved. As long as you diligently cultivate the Mind Method in the future and raise your internal strength to a higher level, you will be able to surpass Xiao Huanghu and stand out from the many disciples of the Miao Zi generation. β
Although these words seemed to be like the teachings of the elders, and seemed extremely disrespectful under such circumstances, Sun Hong's heart was like a mirror, and he clearly knew that the words coming out of the mouth of this man named Xuantian must be good words.