Chapter 288: Falling Dust Wins Again

The victory and defeat have been decided, Duanmu Haoyang put away the exercises, suspended his body in the air, stood on the ring, bowed to Elder Fang, and after announcing the completion of the competition, he jumped out of the ring amid the cheers of the crowd.

The elders on the high platform couldn't stop nodding their heads as they watched the ongoing competition in the ring.

Among them, Long Ao and You Cheng ignored anyone, glanced at each other, and then turned their heads to the side, as if they were angry.

Xiao Jingyuan sat in the middle, and he didn't see Long Ao and You Cheng's menacing eyes.

Although he is the mountain master of Cangwu Mountain, the majesty of the mountain lord also has to be divided, and when he meets the disciple of his heart, the elders will not give an inch.

Long Ao looked at Xiao Jingyuan with a look of everything under control, and couldn't wait to rush up and fight with him like a disciple in the audience.

But Xiao Jingyuan didn't give him this opportunity, and ignored Long Ao.

Duanmu Haoyang won again, and Zhan Shan and Man Chengsu's faces became more and more unsightly, but in front of many elders, they couldn't lose their demeanor and appeared narrow.

suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and praised a few words from time to time.

Every time Duanmu Haoyang stepped into the ring, the time was very short, and the disciples who pursued him had not released the enthusiasm in their hearts, so they easily won and stepped down.

Then I looked forward to the next time he was in the ring.

In the next three competitions, although the two sides fought wonderfully and the competition lasted for a long time, the passion of the disciples never climaxed.

They were all waiting for Duanmu Haoyang, Qiugang, Luochen and Zu Nan to take the stage.

Qiu Gang and Luochen lost the battle, but the disciples did not think that his strength was weak, but encountered Luochen who was faster than him, and his strength was not fully displayed.

At the end of the ten competitions, the ten winners were, Zu Nan, Wan Chengzai, Huo Chengren, Lin Zhenghe, Luochen, Wang Kangnian, Duanmu Haoyang, Zuo Lang, Tong Sheng, and Zhou Zeshui.

Luo Zhengsheng read out the names of the ten winners aloud on the high platform, and then showed the opponents and the order of appearance in the first round of the ranking battle on the stone wall.

“...... The above ten disciples are temporarily ranked in the top ten, and the order of appearance and the candidates for the two-by-two battle have been determined.

In all the previous competitions, because of the large gap in strength between each other or in order to maintain the abundance of spiritual power and soul power, there were very few disciples who completely used magic to attack.

Now that it involves rankings and has the rich rewards of the sect, all the elders here hope to be able to accurately understand the qualifications and techniques of each outstanding disciple, so as to facilitate the selection of their favorite disciples.

You can rest assured that you can release your spiritual power and soul power, and after each battle, you will have a rest time of about half an hour for everyone to recover your strength. ”

Duanmu Haoyang looked at Shibi, the first round of five competitions, two by two, the second round of competitions, free choice of opponents, each disciple has to directly or indirectly compare the strength with the other nine disciples, the ranking of ten disciples can end, accept the challenge of the other ten disciples.

After Luo Zhengsheng asked to cast the spell, he handed over the matter of the competition in the ring to Elder Fang.

"In the first game of the Outstanding Disciple Ranking Competition, Huo Chengren vs. Tong Sheng. ”

As Elder Fang announced the start of the competition, the recruitment of Cangwu Mountain disciples entered the final stage, competing for rich rewards and being recognized by the sect elders.

With the requirements of casting spells, Huo Chengren and Tong Sheng stepped into the ring, from the competition of combat skills to the casting of spells, the excessive time was very short, and both of them wanted to seize the opponent's loopholes in the shortest possible time.

The light blades constructed by spiritual power and soul power in the ring flew one after another, and the figures of the two were erratic.

The spiritual power and soul power of the successive cultivators were not enough to support the casting of spells for a long time, and after the spells collided four times, the movement of the two rao's bodies and attack speed decreased, and they showed that they were tired of not being able to do enough.

In the end, Huo Chengren had a slight advantage with the long knife in his hand, injured Tong Sheng's back and shoulders, and took advantage of Tong Sheng's interference with the spiritual power that rushed into his body, took advantage of the weakness, exhausted the last spiritual power and soul power, stimulated the spell, and slashed a "mountain", and finally won.

From the stage to the end of the competition, the two consumed only a little more than a quarter of an hour.

Although Huo Chengren won, his spiritual power and soul power were consumed extremely much.

After launching the final blow, he hurriedly swallowed the pill.

Of course, the last spell attack did not touch Tong Sheng's body, and Elder Fang made a timely move to dissolve the spell, otherwise Tong Sheng would not have died, and he would have been seriously injured.

This is the advantage of having Elder Jin Dan supervise the competition in the ring, from the beginning of the competition to the final stage now, the reason why no disciple died in the ring is because once there is a fatal attack, it will be stopped by Elder Cangwu Mountain.

Then make an appropriate referee according to the situation to determine the winner or loser.

After two competitions, the passion of the disciples of Cangwu Mountain to watch the battle was stimulated, and when the third competition began, there was a louder cheer under the ring.

Of course, most of them were pre-cultivators, after all, this level of battle was nothing in the eyes of the mixed Dan cultivators, and the level of concern was much lower.

Luochen and Zhou Zeshui stood in the ring, and the disciples who pursued Luochen cheered and danced.

Zhou Zeshui naturally has some supporters, but the number of people is much smaller than that of Zhi Luochen.

The breeze blows, the skirts of the dusty clothes flutter at will, and the beautiful face and charming expression are mixed with a trace of heroism.

"If Sister Luo puts away her usual charm and is more serious, she will definitely be jealous of the fairies!"

Meng Xinrui stood beside Duanmu Haoyang and whispered to herself, and Xu Chenghua couldn't help nodding in agreement on the side.

Duanmu Haoyang knew the origin of the falling dust, and at this time he also felt that her breath was slightly different from the past, and thought that the aura of the falling dust at this moment came from herself, not Hu Lijing.

"This may be her original temperament!"

The three of them each expressed their feelings at the moment, but Meng Xinrui and Xu Chenghua didn't know the meaning of Duanmu Haoyang's words.

In the cheers of the crowd, Luochen and Zhou Ze's whole body spiritual power was running, and the soul power was floating.

One flicked a long whip, the other sword was placed at his side, and their bodies hung in the air at the same time, striding and moving across the ground.

The power of the spell level exploded instantly, and in terms of speed, Falling Dust had a clear advantage.

Quickly moving forward, the long whip swept across Zhou Ze's waist, Zhou Ze's spell attack, gathering momentum in the run, seeing that the long whip was about to attack, he jumped up in advance, a distance of three meters, and dodged the sweeping long whip.

In the running dust, he gathered his feet, bounced off the ground, rolled his body back three hundred and sixty degrees, withdrew his right arm, and threw the long whip he held in his hand upward.

The long whip infused with spiritual power, the surface exuded a restrained Guangze, and under the control of the soul power, it was like a spear, piercing Zhou Ze's abdomen.

Zhou Ze's powerful spell was about to be completed, but he had to take measures to defend himself, otherwise his abdomen would be pierced.

He couldn't wait any longer, the sword body was picked, and the power of a spell to operate constructed the sword shadow, attacking the falling dust.

The shiny and dull blade of the sword, the trajectory remains unchanged, and it makes instant contact with the long whip.

Due to the haste of the response, and after casting a spell attack, Zhou Ze's weapon was collided by the slackness of the long whip, and followed the trajectory of the provocation, and reversed.

It was as if the spear's whip had been blocked and had deviated from its trajectory.

The two of them hedged and walked in the opposite direction, how fast the speed was, and the sharp blade of the long whip stabbed Zhou Ze's ribs.

The dust fell hard, his arms shook up and down, the spiritual power on the surface of the whip body was weakened, and the long whip was withdrawn.

When the end blade left Zhou Ze's ribs, it dragged out, and the pierced wound increased again.

Zhou Ze didn't have time to think too much, the speed of the figure that rushed down from the height did not decrease but increased, and when he was less than three meters away from the dust, the sword body went up again and attacked the left arm of the dust.

Luochen had already sensed Zhou Ze's intentions, and when he was teasing his sword, Luochen immediately jumped up in the air, jumped diagonally behind Zhou Ze, twisted his body in the air, and swept out with a long whip.

And at the moment when the long whip shook open, it was originally a long whip, but there were two whip shadows extending from Luochen's hand.