When the four of Xue Cheng walked into the venue, there was a lot of discussion in the venue, some speculated that Dai Chen wanted to lose face and was afraid of being embarrassed, so he didn't dare to come, as time went by, this point of view became more and more dominant, but when Dai Chen walked into the venue, this point of view was self-defeating.

Since Dai Chen is here, he naturally wants to participate in the competition. The crowd suddenly stirred, and the people outside squeezed in hard, crowding people, and even monks who knew magic flew up and floated in mid-air to watch.

The bitter thing is that the middle and middle stage cultivators of Qi refining can't squeeze in, and they can't fly, and they still want to see it very much, how can they break it?

In order to keep the venue of Dai Chen's game from being crowded, the Dai family temporarily raised big screens in several other rings to broadcast Dai Chen's game.

Dai Chen saluted and said, "Master, the disciple has gone to the competition." ”

Xue Cheng said: "Go, strategically we must despise the enemy, and tactically we must attach importance to the enemy." ”

"Huh?" Dai Chen looked confused****** grandfather's art of war is common in all worlds, but he didn't have time to explain to his disciple at this time, Xue Cheng waved his hand: "Go, be bold and careful, take good care of you for the teacher." ”

"Yes, Master. Dai Chen saluted again, turned around and squeezed towards the ring.

By the way, Xue Cheng then remembered that he didn't seem to have taught even a single flying technique to his apprentice.

Dai Chen went all the way down, squeezed through the crowd, and squeezed into the ring.

The middle-aged foundation building monk opened his eyes and stood up: "You're here!"

Dai Chen hurriedly bowed down and gave a junior salute: "Dai Chen has seen grandpa." "This middle-aged monk is Dai Chen's grandfather's generation, the specific ranking, Dai Chen really can't remember, don't look at the appearance of middle-aged, in fact, he is more than one hundred and sixty years old.

This grandfather is more than one hundred and sixty years old, still in the early stage of foundation building, there is no hope of knotting Dan, people are still more kind, and he returned to a level ceremony, on the blood ranking of the family, he is Dai Chen's grandfather, but in terms of cultivation, the two are equals, and a genius monk who built a foundation at the age of thirty is likely to be promoted to Jiedan in his lifetime and become his predecessor.

"Dai Chen, since you are here to compete, we naturally want to fight, you make a move first, I won't fight back in the first ten moves, only defend. "The middle-aged grandfather monk sent a message to Dai Chen.

Dai Chen immediately understood what this grandfather meant, and didn't let him be seconded in one move, ten moves were enough to fight for half an hour, so that he could be defeated with dignity and save enough face for his junior.

Of course, Officer Dai, who dragged the cool bully to the sky, couldn't accept anyone's handouts in the battle, not to mention that he once challenged Liu Weijiang, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, with the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and killed Liu Weijiang, and now he is also a foundation building monk, of course he can't accept grandpa's concessions, but he doesn't know how to transmit sounds, so he directly arched his hand and said: "Thank you grandpa, but no matter you win or lose, Dai Chen asks grandpa to make every effort to fight with Dai Chen, and Dai Chen will be grateful for grandpa's teaching." ”

The middle-aged grandfather secretly praised, worthy of being a genius, and his temperament was different from that of ordinary monks. "Okay, I'll fight you with all my might, can you make the first move?"

"Grandpa Xie, uh......" Dai Chen suddenly looked embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" the middle-aged grandfather wondered.

Dai Chen touched the storage bag on his waist, and his spiritual power probed the bag to the bottom, except for the spirit stones that the master had picked up for him from the scene of the thunder tribulation, there was nothing else. Originally, during the promotion period, the family would have a set of rich rewards, including a medium-grade magic weapon, but he came back the day before yesterday to participate in a one-day celebration, and yesterday he made a day of tea at the master's place, and he didn't have time to receive it.

Daddy's mother only cared about her son's foundation, and forgot about her son's magic equipment.

"Back to grandpa, my grandson doesn't have a single magic weapon here...... Dai Chen was slightly embarrassed.

Grandpa was surprised: "Do you want to fight me with your bare hands?"

"No, no, no," Dai Chen hurriedly shook his hands, "Grandson doesn't dare to hold it up," he turned his head to look at the stands, "Master......"

Xue Cheng held his forehead, deeply lighting wax for a careless master like himself, it was careless enough not to teach the apprentice a spell, and he didn't even prepare a magic weapon for the apprentice.

She summoned Xiaobai, and just wanted to throw it to her apprentice, when a hand next to her suddenly put it on her hand, and Dai Mu Pu Ning's voice sounded in her ears: "Master Xue, you can't borrow other people's magic weapons during the ring competition, otherwise, you will lose directly." ”

"Is this so?" Xue Cheng had no choice but to take Xiaobai back and look at Dai's father and mother, I don't have a magic weapon, you parents, and you are a veteran monk, you must have used a magic weapon that contaminated your own breath, right?

Dai's father and mother were ashamed together, as disciples of the big family, they did have a lot of magic weapons, but they had all used them, if they were given to their son a day earlier, and the son practiced a little, they could eliminate their breath on it, but now, it was obvious that they could not be taken out for their son. And now it's past eleven o'clock, it's almost twelve o'clock, and it's obviously too late to go to the family to receive the magic weapon.

Xue Cheng turned his head to look at his apprentice in the ring, his eyes were burning, and he looked at his apprentice with a look of expectation, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, there is no hardware, but we have software. "Ahem, Mrs. Dai, you can't borrow a magic weapon if you don't have it, can you teach a magic on the spot?"

Pu Ning was stunned: "This ...... It's not forbidden, but is it too late to pass on spells?"

Xue Cheng: "It's completely in time. "She has found a sword technique in the database, called "Jade Dragon Vein Sword".

The most amazing thing about this swordsmanship is that it does not use a physical sword, but condenses the spiritual power into a sword, which is really suitable for the unarmed apprentice now.

She took a cursory look at it, this swordsmanship has been practiced to the highest level, and she can turn everything into a sword for her own use, and she can even turn her opponent into her own sword to use when fighting. That realm is far away, and she only needs her apprentice to learn to condense spiritual power into a sword now, and then defeat the middle-aged monk first.

Xue Cheng quickly copied the first chapter of the Jade Dragon Vein Sword in the database, comprehended it himself, and pointed to the apprentice in the ring.

"Don't ......" Dai's father hurriedly stopped Xue Cheng from passing the exercises to his son in the ring, because the ring had been isolated by the formation, preventing the fighting methods of the monks inside from affecting and harming the audience, and also preventing the ill-intentioned audience from sneaking up on the monks in the ring.

But as soon as he spoke, Xue Cheng's transmission technique had already penetrated the formation enchantment without hindrance and landed on Dai Chen's eyebrows. You must know that this formation can block the blow of Monk Jiedan, and Master Xue's transmission technique directly ignored the formation and entered!

Dai Yu's heart was rushing, and he deeply suspected that his family's formation was cutting corners.

The Linglong School's unique method of transmitting skills, Dai Chen used Xue Cheng's perception of swordsmanship to comprehend the method of condensing spiritual power into a sword in less than ten minutes.

During the period, there was no shortage of sighs and sarcasm in the audience:

"I don't even have a magic weapon, so I came to the competition, do you really think of yourself as a god-transforming monk?"

"It's the simplest spell that a disciple learns in the late stage of qi refining, and it can't be successfully released without a month of practice, where did this come from, master, I want to go to the ring to try it when I teach a spell temporarily!"

"I seem to have suddenly understood the purpose of Dai Chen's family, I don't want to admit that I can't come to the competition, but I am also afraid of being killed in one move, so I deliberately delay the time, and it will be twelve o'clock soon. ”

......

Another type of sarcasm is the worship voice:

"Brother Dai Chen, you must be able to do it, you are the best!"

"Dai Chen won't be like that, losing is losing, he doesn't care about face. ”

"Don't be so harsh, after all, Dai Chen has only been building the foundation for five days, and he is still in a stable period, if it weren't for Dabi, he should have retreated to stabilize the realm. ”

......

Dai Chun said anxiously next to Xue Cheng: "Master Xue, is this okay?"

Xue Cheng: How do I know? When she saw that Dai Chen had finished comprehending, she opened her eyes, and then she said: "Apprentice, use the Jade Dragon Vein Sword to condense the sword of spiritual power, use your Dai family's "Rising Sun" swordsmanship as a move, and use the Golden Imperial Technique as an aid, boldly respond to the battle, don't be cowardly, you can win him!"

Dai Chen bowed deeply to the position of Xue Cheng in the stands: "Thank you Master for your swordsmanship." ”

After saluting the master, he turned around and saluted the middle-aged grandfather: "Sorry, grandpa has been waiting for a long time!"

The middle-aged monk waved his hand speechlessly, the master who Dai Chen worshipped kept refreshing his three views, I really don't know where such a monk came from, how did she get mixed up in the cultivation realm to build a foundation?

Over there, Dai Chen held his left hand with his right hand, running the "Jade Dragon Vein Sword" passed down by his master, and his right hand was slowly pulled out from his left hand, and a crystal-like transparent light suddenly flashed between his two hands.

Tens of thousands of people inside and outside the stadium opened their eyes wide, oh my God, what was that, and pulled out a crystal transparent sword from his left hand with his right hand!

Yes, in the eyes of the audience, Dai Chen was magically pulling out a transparent sword from his left hand, and as the distance between the two hands became larger and larger, a three-foot-long crystal long sword sword was held in Dai Chen's hand brilliantly.

He let go of his left hand, and held a sword flower in his right hand, and the crystal sword exuded the aura of a sharp high-grade magic weapon.

If it weren't for seeing Dai Chen pull out the sword with his own eyes, everyone would definitely think that this was a real sword and a high-grade sword.

Not only were the tens of thousands of Qi Refining Cultivators inside and outside the field who were shocked, but also the few Jie Dan Cultivators who were sitting in their rooms and paying attention to them at all times were also extremely shocked.

At this time, except for the two Jiedan monks who were working in the Nanxuan Sect to carry out tasks, the remaining seven Jiedan monks of the Dai family all stood up the moment they saw the crystal sword come out.

The six Jiedan monks did not dare to slack off, and immediately rushed to Dai Yitian, the only monk of the late stage of the family.

That is, in an instant, the seven monks of the Dai family sat at Dai Yitian's coffee table.

A middle-aged beautiful woman in green clothes said, "Everyone, can you see what kind of secret technique Chenchen is?"

Several monks shook their heads and picked up their teacups, and one of the early monks of the Yudan Dynasty was puzzled: "Turning spiritual power into magic weapon attacks, we will use many spells, so we don't need to make such a fuss, right?"

After he finished speaking, he found that the other six people all cast contemptuous glances at him, and he scratched his head, not daring to say more.

Dai Yitian said: "If I guessed correctly, the spell that Chen Chen just cast should be a sword technique that Qinglian Sword Immortal left in Nanxuan Star that has been lost, Jade Dragon Vein Sword!"

"Hah-"

The jaws of the other six are the great monks of Yudan, and they fell directly.

"Brother, is what you said true?" Dai Mo was the first to speak.

Dai Yitian nodded solemnly: "Yes, I am more and more sure that the power of the sword that Chenchen used is no less than a real high-grade magic weapon sword, and it is not like a spell, which requires the uninterrupted blessing of spiritual power, nor is it like an ordinary magic weapon, which needs to be continuously injected with spiritual power to strengthen its power, and it also has a natural connection with Chenchen, which can be manipulated freely and commanding." Such exquisite swordsmanship can only come from the Mahayana sect. ”

Dai Mo Tiandao: "I remember that according to the records, before the Qinglian Sword Immortal Mahayana ascended to perfection, he passed on what he had learned in his life to several disciples, one of whom was named Qingyun, who was the most loved by Qinglian, but this disciple was later trapped by love and died in the battle between humans and ghosts. And he did not accept any disciples, and the inheritance of what he had learned in his life was cut off from then on. ”

Dai Yitian said: "That's right, according to the records I read, the most proud creation of the Qinglian Sword Immortal Mahayana period is this "Jade Dragon Vein Sword", this sword technique was passed on to that Qingyun disciple, and later the world thought that this exercise had been lost in Nanxuanxing, but I didn't expect Chenchen to have such a great creation, and he learned the proud work of the Mahayana Immortal Venerable!"

The female cultivator in the green dress said: "From this point of view, the master that Chenchen worships is even more not simple, she may be the descendant of the Qinglian Sword Immortal!"

Monk Jiedan used his mental power to observe Dai Chen's game scene while discussing.

At this time, Dai Chen had already used the "crystal sword" to dismantle a hundred moves with the middle-aged grandfather.

The middle-aged grandfather has been embarrassed, and he is full of slander in his heart, in addition to the strange sword he uses, the moves he makes are completely the Dai family's family swordsmanship "Rising Sun", but with this kid, he always feels that he has become extremely heavy. Originally, he could jump ten meters high, but he could only jump eight meters, not to mention two meters less, even the slightest bit, and he could be killed in battle. Fortunately, he was experienced in a hundred battles, and he relied on experience to deal with Dai Chen for more than a hundred moves, but he knew that he couldn't hold on anymore. This kid is getting braver and braver, and sooner or later he will have to win himself.

Dai Chen's moves became more and more pure, and suddenly a bright sun appeared in the sky above the ring, and two rounds of suns appeared in the sky at one time.

The audience was amazed. All kinds of photo sounds are non-stop.

This time, the seven old guys couldn't sit still any longer, and all flew out and landed in the middle of the ring.

The Dai family's most important swordsmanship "Rising Sun" appeared, and the old men and ladies were so excited that they almost shed tears on the spot.

"Rising Sun! Finally, a disciple has cast the real Rising Sun again!" the old man and the old lady muttered excitedly in the air.

The middle-aged monk who competed with Dai Chen directly lay down, under the pressure of the rising sun, his spiritual power that had been continuously drained by the golden imperial art, and now with the bonus of the rising sun, his body became heavy and stiff, and it seemed that he had returned to the days of mortal body.

The contest ended with the middle-aged monk unable to get up and fight back.

After the referee announced that Dai Chen had won, Dai Chen inserted the crystal sword into the belt around his waist, and stepped forward to help the middle-aged monk lying on the ground: "Grandpa, are you okay?"

The middle-aged monk stood up tremblingly: "I'm so tired! I want to go home and sleep!

The middle-aged monk staggered out of the ring, sleepy-eyed and worried about going to sleep.

The audience was speechless for a while: a good foundation monk, he was beaten to go home to sleep. You must know that the monk does not need sleep anymore.

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