On this night, the head of Xu Wangting simply took all the people who participated in the big competition down the mountain and got drunk with the disciples of the Liuyun Sect who came on their own.

Because Yun Zheng will continue to compete tomorrow, he replaced wine with tea and drank with everyone one by one.

"I'm happy!" Xu Wangting said happily: "How many years, our Liuyun Sect has not been so beautiful! Happy, really happy!" After that, he drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp and patted Yun Zheng's shoulder vigorously.

In the middle of the night, several people returned to Jinwutai.

Alone, Yun Zheng didn't dare to be careless, he didn't dare to go to the Heavenly Pot, and just threw the refined deboning and transforming pill to Song Shu.

Song Shu happily didn't know why.

"Master, you are so good!" Song Shu was grateful.

"Okay, let's practice hard! I also hope to see the day when you transform as soon as possible!" Yun Zheng said to him.

The sun is sprinkled on the golden crow platform, and the halls are bathed in the golden morning glow. Around the venue, colorful flags are displayed in the wind.

Today is a big day!

On the Jinwu Terrace, five platforms with a radius of ten zhang have risen, which fully occupy about one-tenth of the area of the Jinwu Terrace. Many people from various factions who came to watch the battle were slowly coming up from the mountain road, and each faction had different clothes and decorations, converging on the stage and showing colorful colors.

The Liuyun Sect is still white, the Chiyang Sect is still red, the Moyu Sword Sect is still black and the Wufeng Sect is still gold, Piaoxiang Valley and Jinghonglou are mostly female disciples, and they are all dressed up beautifully.

Yun Zheng and the others formed a team to stand in front of the ring, waiting for the arrival of the high-level leaders of the various factions. **In the majestic music, the heads of all factions walked on the high platform together.

"Yesterday, the alchemy, drawing, making, and carving battles have ended, and this time the competition has achieved remarkable results, and the levels have exceeded the previous level, which shows that all factions in my Jingguo are still thriving, and it is gratifying!"

"This big competition, still adhering to the fine tradition of thousands of years, everyone communicates with each other, point to point. Jingguo has seven factions, the same qi and branches, like a family, remember not to hurt the harmony!"

"Alright, no more gossip! Now I'll announce, Dabi begins!"

According to the past practice, everyone draws lots, from No. 1 to No. 10, that is, No. 1 to No. 10, No. 2 to No. 9, and so on. The rest are also arranged in this way according to the tail number.

Yun Zheng's current position is the third among the four members of the Liuyun Sect, followed by Shui Wanqiu. Zhu Zizhen and Yin Yuantu, one is the sixteenth, the other is the twenty-first, when Yun Zheng went to draw it, he turned his hand and looked, but it was the nineth.

"Oops! it's going to be played in a moment!" Shui Wanqiu whispered. She had just drawn the thirty-seventh, and she had to wait for two rounds of battles before it was her turn to play.

"Who is No. 2?" Shui Wanqiu glanced left and right, he didn't pay attention to it just now, and now he couldn't find it for a while.

Yun Zheng said: "You don't need to look at it, you will naturally know it in a while!"

About two quarters of an hour later, the Elder of the Wufeng Sect, who presided over Dabi, said loudly: "Now, the monks who have drawn the top ten are invited to come forward." ”

Three people walked out of Wufengmen, two people from Piaoxiang Valley, one person from the Diancang faction, one person from Danxin Pavilion, one person from the Moyu Sword faction, one person from the Chiyang faction, and then Yun Zheng.

As soon as the results were paired, the Danxin Pavilion monk smiled. He nodded at Yun Zheng and said, "Master Yundan, be merciful to your subordinates!"

It is already a fact that the monks of Danxin Pavilion are not strong in combat. He Zhanxiang was still a little worried just now, and when it came to others, he could only think about how to go down more decently. But now when I see Yun Zheng, I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

A fifth-level Dan master, even if the foundation is built, how much combat power can he have?

"Brother He, please!" Yun Zheng said lightly. For the person in front of him, he really didn't pay much attention to it. He Zhanxiang is only the second layer of the foundation, and the foundation looks a little vain, and at a glance, he knows that he has eaten a lot of pills.

He Zhanxiang smiled, and as soon as his divine sense moved, the spirit sword flew out and stabbed straight towards Yun Zheng.

Halfway through the flight, as soon as the spirit sword moved, countless small swords were conjured, and they headed towards Yun Zheng like a storm.

"The rain hits the pear blossom and closes the door!" He Zhanxiang also chanted a poem softly. This is not only the name of this style of sword move, but also deeply reflects his demeanor, which makes him proud.

A sword groaned, followed by a sound like glass shattering. He Zhanxiang's heart was full of blood, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He exclaimed, "You ......"

Yun Zheng smiled faintly, "I'm sorry, Brother He, your spirit sword is really bad! It will be broken with a slight knock!" Yun Zheng sighed regretfully and said, "But Danxin Pavilion is rich and rich, so it must not let me pay it!"

He Zhanxiang almost spurted blood again, pressed his chest and said with a gloomy face: "You won! Hmph!" With that, he turned his head and jumped off the stage.

Yun Zheng Shi Ran stepped down from the stage, looking very calm. The other four are still fighting on stage, but this side has ended, so many people can't react at once.

"Uncle Yun, Uncle Yun!" the disciples of the Liuyun Sect immediately cheered.

This made the people who were watching from the sidelines very dissatisfied, and said with a pout: "But what is there to be happy about after winning a person from Danxin Pavilion?"

"Which one do you care about him? If you win, you will win! Why? If you are not convinced, you will be unconvinced!" The disciples of the Liuyun Sect sneered at each other.

That person stopped talking! Yun Zheng was no longer good, it was also a foundation building monk, not something he could afford to provoke as a qi cultivator. "Hmph, I see how long he can be rampant? ”

Yamashita Wufeng Gate City also secretly opened a gambling game, and if a gambler wins, he can naturally bet to see who loses. Yun Zheng's odds of winning are very small, and the odds are very large. The person who gambled on Yun Zheng's alchemy to lose to Danxin Pavilion had already lost hard yesterday. However, seeing that Yun Zheng's name actually appeared on the fighting list, many people bought him and lost.

Yun Zheng's side defeated the enemy with one move, and he really didn't contribute any wonderful scenes. Onlookers crowded under the other four rings.

Luo Yuru and Duanmu Zi also followed Yun Zheng and squeezed over. There were the most people on the side of the No. 1 ring, and it was Jin Hongye of the Wufeng Gate who fought against him, but it was Sword Eleven of the Moyu Sword Sect who fought against him. But seeing his solemn expression, the spirit sword flew like a flash of snow, wrapping Jin Hongye in a group. And Jin Hongye held a golden shield to block seven or eight out of ten attacks, and on the other hand, Edgeworth and Sword Eleven competed.

The two were inseparable for a while, and it seemed that it would take a long time to distinguish the winner.

"Which of these two people will win!" Duanmu Zi looked at it for a while, then asked Yun Zheng.

"Sword Eleven!" Yun Zheng said casually.

Luo Yuru and Duanmu Zi chuckled, and hurriedly sent a transmission note.

Yun Zhengqi said, "What are you doing?"

Duanmu Zi covered his mouth and chuckled, "Senior sister and I will earn some pocket money!" The two of them left someone at the foot of the mountain, and they could help them bet at any time, and they had already made a small profit by investing in Yun Zheng before.

Sure enough, another half an hour passed, and Jin Hongye was finally defeated.

Yun Zheng and Luo Yuru Duanmu Zi had already watched the other three rings at this time. The third platform is the Chiyang Sect monk and the Wufeng Sect monk, both of them use swords, the sword style is clean and neat, straight and straight without fancy, so that to the extreme, the two of them are constantly whistling, and the momentum is extraordinary.

The blades intersected, the aura splashed, the two of them fought more and more urgently, the golden and red swords flew all over the stage, and the ruling elders on the side hurriedly increased the protective spirit array of the ring. Waves of streamers hit the invisible light mask, rippling layers of ripples.

"It's amazing!" Luo Yuru couldn't help but sigh: "If this were me, I wouldn't be able to hold even a move!"

"Yes!" Duanmu Zi also said, but she immediately came to her senses and hurriedly said, "But our Elder Yun is not inferior to him at all!"

"Senior sister, take a good look at other people's competitions, why did it happen to me again!" Yun Zheng smiled helplessly.

"Hehe, you can't call us senior sister now!" Duanmu Zi naughtily showed a touch of shell teeth, and a pair of watery eyes were full of smiles.

Although Yun Zheng boasts that he can't reach home in swordsmanship, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and they also feel that they attack with all their strength and have swordsmanship without retreat, but in fact, there are many shortcomings. Once you can't hurt the enemy, it's often difficult to deal with when the opponent counterattacks.

Now the two are attacking each other like this, but what they have learned is all that they have learned. Swordsmanship, cultivation, and reflexes are all the same. "This kind of competition is quite exercised!" Yun Zheng nodded secretly.

He Zhanxiang just now was too weak, and it was not enough for Yun Zheng to show all his strength. If it is the opponent in front of him, Yun Zheng can still pay attention to one or two.

On the fourth platform, there are the female cultivators of Piaoxiang Valley who are fighting against the Cang sect monks, and there are the most Qi cultivation monks watching here. The spiritual weapons of the female cultivator of Piaoxiang Valley are two streamers that are like a dragon, and I don't know what material it is, but I am not afraid of the spirit sword of the Cang sect monk at all.

Sealing, blocking, ringing, unloading, winding, the two ribbons are as agile as two living creatures, and the places that hit are incredible, so that the opponent is unable to guard against them. A spiritual sword of the Diancang Sect monk actually slowly fell into the disadvantage.

The monk of the Diancang Sect couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and pinched his hand, shaking his hand and scattering a bright ice bead.

"Ice Spirit Beads!" The female cultivator of Piaoxiang Valley also knew it well, and a streamer drew countless circles in front of her, blocking all the Ice Spirit Beads. But once the Ice Spirit Bead was released, a ball of extremely cold power suddenly spread.

The female cultivator of Piaoxiang Valley couldn't help but shiver a little, and the flying streamers couldn't help but stagnate. The Diancang Sect monk's face was overjoyed, and then another ice bead popped out, and at the moment when the Fragrance Valley nun had just returned to her senses, another cloud of ice mist exploded.

Suddenly, a thin layer of ice formed on her face. After a pause, the two streamers suddenly withered. The Diancang Sect monk immediately stepped forward, and the spirit sword in his hand was already pointing at her throat, only an inch away.

"I've lost!" said the Lady Cultivator of Piaoxiang Valley with a look of indignation.

"Admit it!"

"Despicable!" Luo Yuru said angrily: "A big man bullying a weak woman, and he still uses the left side of the door, and he is not afraid of people's jokes?"

Yun Zheng didn't know how to persuade her! What is this little trick? If they meet in the wild, as long as they can live, it is normal to use any kind of means.

What kind of sideways, what jokes don't joke, all fake. Only if you survive is it true!