Chapter Seventy-Five: The Contest Begins (for "Dragon Swims in the Sea")
Bang!
Qin Wushang opened his eyes suddenly, slapped his palms on the ground fiercely, and his body rose into the air, whirring and flipping in the air three times before landing vertically like a javelin.
A wave of air snorted from his feet, and his feet magically stopped automatically when they were three inches above the ground.
"Whew, it's a breakthrough. β
Qin Wushang let out a long breath, clenched his hands, and the spiritual power in his body roared wildly, and the clothes outside his body hunted, and layers of tumbling qi waves rippled around his body.
I touched my nose and found that there was no longer a fountain of blood, and laughed happily.
Shen Qingrou was a foot away, and grinned slightly in amazement: "What a magical person, miracles can be born at any time." β
The surrounding disciples also stared at him as if they were looking at monsters.
I think it's incredible.
"This guy who walks on the fly still has some skills, at least to break through this kind of thing, not everyone can do it in such a noisy environment. β
"So what, it's still at the bottom. β
Bell β
The crisp sound of the bell rang again, and the echoes were bursting, making the huge cultivation ground look extremely solemn.
A familiar figure appeared on the seven-foot platform.
The serious and upright Mo Master looked down at the thousands of disciples in the audience, and said loudly: "The apprenticeship conference held every four years has officially begun!"
Bell β
The bell rang again, and the sound wave swept in all directions like a wind.
"All participating disciples, all entered!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, countless Dao figures jumped into the air, and the sound of Dao breaking the wind turned into the sky like a meteor, and fell in the middle of the cultivation ground like puff and puff raindrops.
Shen grinned softly, clenched his fists and said, "Senior Brother Qin, come on!"
Qin Wushang hugged his fists and thanked him: "Thank you, Senior Sister Shen." β
Bang!
A wave of air churned under his feet, and a vague afterimage flew out of the place with a roar, and the rabbit fell like a rabbit falling in the center of the cultivation ground.
Soon it disappeared into the crowd.
On the seven-foot high platform, the ink master looked down at the audience in a light suit, and when his eyes fell on Qin Wusupreme, who was wearing a spiritual heavy binding body robe, he lingered for a few breaths, and his resolute face slowly revealed a soft smile.
"I haven't seen you in just one year, but you have made such rapid progress!"
After twenty breaths.
Mo Shi said loudly again: "Before the start of the competition, let's explain the rules of this competition: the apprenticeship conference is divided into four games, namely: knockout round, play-in round, promotion round and final. In the end, the top 100 disciples will be admitted to the Ten Peaks Peak Seat and become Ten Peak disciples.
In the final round, the top ten outstanding disciples will be born, and you will have the right to choose any of the Ten Peaks as your own teacher.
Do you understand?"
"Understoodβ"
Thousands of disciples replied in unison, and the rolling sound waves erupted into a sky-high momentum.
Mo Shi nodded and said, "Okay! The first knockout match will be played next, and a quarter of the people here will be eliminated directly." β
Before the words fell, the ink master suddenly rolled up his sleeve robe and waved it in the air.
Several streamers burst out from the sleeve, and in the whirlpool, the streamers exploded, and thousands of colorful unidentified objects burst out like bullets.
None of the disciples in the audience knew what was flying.
But suddenly I heard the ink master say loudly: "Whoever can't catch it, just eliminate it!"
Bang, bang, bang!
Countless stampedes exploded out of thin air.
Qin Wusupreme's reaction was amazing, as if a powder keg was filled under his feet, he soared into the air like a top, and reached out towards the red unknown object at the same time as an inner disciple beside him.
"It's mine, get out of here!"
A disciple in green clothes scolded angrily when he saw that Qin Wusupreme was the first to catch the red color.
"Less of this!"
After Qin Wushang grabbed the red unknown object, he flipped in the air, preparing to float to the ground, but suddenly saw a palm wrapped in spiritual power slapping fiercely towards his back.
Airplanes!
Almost instantly, the Yang character in the palm of Qin Wushang's right hand suddenly erupted, and his backhand slapped backwards.
There was a bang.
The inner disciple who sneaked up on the attack was directly slapped to the ground by the sudden burst of spiritual power, brushed the ground, and flew out far away before stopping.
In the sky, countless figures surged down, and the ground made a thumping sound.
The colorful unidentified object was not fully caught, and a small number of missed puffs shot into the distant stone wall.
Qin Wushang also floated down, spread out his palm, and found that the red object in his hand was a small red wooden sword.
At this moment, Master Mo's voice came again: "The disciples who didn't get the token will all be eliminated!"
The cultivation ground suddenly became terrifyingly quiet, and dozens of disciples left helplessly.
The rest of the disciples also gasped in fear.
At this time, all the disciples realized that the knockout round had quietly begun.
On the seven-foot high platform, the ink master spoke again: "According to the color of the token in the hand, the four colors of red, orange, yellow and green represent the four areas, and you can see the numbers behind the small wooden sword, and the same number is a team." β
Qin Wushang flipped through the back of the small red wooden sword, and sure enough, the word twelve was written.
Master Mo said again: "Now, all the disciples will automatically return to their positions according to the information of the token. Those who can't return to their places within 20 breaths will be automatically eliminated!"
Another streamer flew out of the ink master's sleeve, and countless rays of light suddenly emerged from the ground in the huge cultivation ground, soaring into the sky like a sword beside everyone.
Xuanguang happens to be red, orange, yellow, and green in four colors.
"Red!"
Qin Wushang saw the red glow in front of him at a glance, and his body moved, and he quickly floated over.
When it was settled, I saw that the other three people also quickly gathered towards the "twelve" number at their feet, and they were all members of the "twelve" team.
"Yo, isn't this a disciple of the inner determination? Hehe, it's really fateful. β
A thin-faced young man in a green coat raised his eyebrows and smiled weirdly, and the other two also showed a strange smile.
Qin Wushang frowned slightly, clenched his fists and said, "You're welcome." β
"Disciple of the inner decision, I will have to take care of one or two later, and Zhao Kun is grateful and disrespectful. The disciple named Zhao Kun grinned, tilted his head and smiled.
The other two looked at each other and smiled maliciously.
"Senior Brother Zhao is polite, I don't know what the rules are, in case the rule is to beat Senior Brother Zhao into a pig's head, please forgive Qin for not being merciful!"
Qin Wusupreme fought back neither humbly nor arrogantly.
Sure enough, the smiling face of the disciple named Zhao Kun immediately turned into a gloomy frown, and he smiled without smiling.
"Senior Brother Qin is quick to talk, then, when the time comes, Zhao also wants to understand the true ability of the so-called inner disciple. β
"You will definitely not be disappointed, Senior Brother Zhao!"
"Hahaha, then Zhao is waiting for teaching. β
"Each other, each other!"
After finishing speaking, the air was instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the other three probably didn't expect the "inner disciple" in front of them to fight back so cleanly.
Soon, the three of them stood in a row, and Qin Wushang stood alone in the air.
The other three knew that they were different from the inner disciples, and if Rao was the inner disciple lost, they could still enter the ranks of the Ten Peaks disciples in the end.
This also led to the fact that there were actually only ninety-nine disciples who could enter the Ten Peaks this time.
The other one had already been booked in advance by the guy who was walking in front of him.
"Why is he, who is only six layers of foundation, a disciple of the inner determination? I am afraid that any disciple here will have the strength that is not inferior to him. β
"Stop whining, if you want to get angry, you can do it in other ways. The corners of Zhao Kun's mouth raised his eyebrows curled slightly, and the other three knew it in their hearts.
Bell β
The bell rang again.
Mo Shi stood on the seven-foot high platform as always, nodded with satisfaction: "The rules of this knockout tournament are as follows, a group of four, and one person will be eliminated in each group......"
Wow!
Before the words fell, there was an uproar in the audience.
They were all wrong, and all the disciples thought that the ones who were assigned to a group were their teammates, and where did they know that this was to make them fight among themselves.
In an instant, the team members who were still greeting each other enthusiastically all took three steps back and widened the distance.
Qin Wushang was still standing alone, feeling nothing.
It's the three next to it...... secretly opened the distance, vigilantly looked at the other party, the original enthusiastic expression converged cleanly, and the heart of vigilance could be seen clearly through the belly.
Suddenly, a disciple named Zhao Kun spoke: "The rule is to eliminate one person, Brother Lin, Brother Su, why don't the three of us form an alliance and eliminate our internal disciples, so that the three of us can pass the test smoothly, what do you think?"
The eyes of the three people who were still on guard just now shone sharply, and they were suddenly relieved, squeezed their eyebrows and smiled, and gave a thumbs up in admiration.
Then, the three of them all looked at Qin Wusupreme, who looked surprised, and showed a bad laugh.
"Oops!"
Qin Wushang secretly screamed that it was not good, clenched his fists in hatred, and gritted his teeth.
These three guys are shrewd and terrifying, and their strength is all above the seventh layer of the foundation, and the three-person alliance is very likely to eliminate themselves.
Although I can eventually enter the ten peaks, I ......
It's dangerous to go around.
Zhang Chungang, the fat old man, can conclude that he is a ruthless master by looking at his face, and he will definitely be annoyed and angry, and slap his palm to death.
Zhao Kun bared his big white teeth, and said with a smile: "Disciple of Neiding, Zhao is still waiting to learn your tricks, don't show mercy to your subordinates, hahaha......"
Qin Wushang squinted slightly, and said in a low voice, "Are you clearly trying to bully me?"
"yes!"
The three of them replied in unison, and after they finished speaking, a strange smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.