Chapter 61 advises you to keep a hand

The first thing to start was, of course, the battle of the floating dust group.

There were as many as one hundred and sixty monks in this group who participated in the Great Competition, among which there were nearly forty inner disciples, and the other one hundred and twenty were outer disciples, all of whom were the backbone of the Taoyuan Sword Sect.

Don't think that these outer disciples are all here to accompany Gongzi to study and go through the motions.

Because they are outer disciples, they can't get the key training of the sect, and many of them have been wandering outside for many years, and only they know what opportunities they have gotten and how much progress they have made.

Even in terms of temperament, many disciples of the outer sect are also a cut stronger than some of the guys in the inner gate who claim to be the pride of the sky.

These 160 people were divided into 16 groups, with 10 people in each group, and fought in turns, picking out the two with the best results and entering the top 32 knockout rounds.

Most of the forty inner disciples were divided into different groups.

Linghu Jinjiu is in the second group, Yang Xiaoslow is in the sixth group, and Fang Junmei is in the ninth group, in a short time, there is no need to worry about the confrontation.

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"The first scene, the first group of disciples, Li Wannian vs. Liu Baihe. ”

After a deacon disciple said aloud, the two figures swept to the center of the large square in the valley.

A layer of transparent blue-white light shield, born silently, shrouded the two of them, and they didn't know which sword immortal made it.

These two people were both outer disciples in the early stage of Fuchen.

After taking the stage, he first saluted the crowd and then started fighting.

Although the realm is low, it is also impressive, and the sword light comes and goes, tinkling, so lively.

The two of them also knew that their strength was low, and they didn't expect to get good results, they just wanted to show some talent in front of everyone, maybe they would be favored by an elder and accepted as a disciple.

Boom! Boom!

From time to time, there was an explosion sound, and the waves of shaking air were lifted, and the earth shook slightly, but the blue-white light mask showed no signs of cracks.

"Brother Wannian, come on!"

"Senior Brother Baihe, don't lose!"

The acquaintances of the two cheered them on from time to time, but they also made the atmosphere very warm.

However, from the eyes of many monks, it can be seen that there is really a lack of interest in the level of performance of the two.

This opening battle came to an end after a tea time, and Liu Baihe took the lead.

"In the second scene, the first group of disciples, Du Zhong Qi Yan. ”

"The Third ......"

"Fourth ......"

"The Fifth ......"

In an hour's time, the ten disciples of the first group all played once, and the best performers, the two inner disciples from Shuxiu Yanfeng and Jue Xuan Peak, and one outer disciple in the late stage of Fuchen, this person's sword skills are fierce and fierce, and it can be seen that he is definitely a ruthless master, if those two inner disciples meet him, they may not win.

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After the first group of ten people appeared, it was the turn of the second group of disciples to appear, and Linghu Jinjiu was in the second group. His appearance has undoubtedly attracted a lot of attention.

"In the eighth scene, the second group of disciples, Ling Hu entered the wine against Wu Yu. ”

The cheers resumed.

Everyone's eyes looked at Linghu into the wine.

In the past two big competitions, the important task of protecting the peak of Fudong Peak was completely picked by Long Jinyi, and this person did not live up to high expectations, and Fan Lanzhou and several people trusted him very much, and they didn't even sign up to participate, so the level of Fan Lanzhou and the three of them has always been a mystery.

Among the three of them, Linghu Jinjiu is considered to be more out of the sect, and even has joined hands with many disciples to do tasks, but none of them have said his depth, every time it is a crisis, Linghu Jinjiu can always come up with new means, as if he will keep a hand forever, so he has the nickname of leaving a hand.

Today, how many means will this one take?

Bang!

Linghu entered the wine against everyone's eyes, put down the wine jug, and after a wine burp, he laughed, rose into the air, and landed in the center of the square, with a chic and heroic action.

"Senior Brother Linghu, please advise!"

Wu Yu was already waiting there.

This person's realm is the same as Linghu Jinjiu, it is the late realm of Fuchen, but he is an outer disciple, and his appearance is also good, he is a heroic young man, standing there straight, like a spear, holding a long sword of medium grade magic weapon, his eyes are blazing, and his fighting spirit is steaming.

"Senior Brother Wu, it's been a long time. ”

Linghu Jinjiu seemed to know this person, and he had a good impression, and after nodding, he said in an easy-going voice.

Wu Yu obviously didn't come to set it up today, and after nodding slightly, he said coldly: "Senior Brother Linghu, please draw your sword." ”

This person is also above board.

When Ling Hu Jin heard this, he smiled slightly: "I don't plan to use a sword today, my junior brother can make a move." ”

When Wu Yu heard this, a glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, perhaps because he felt that he was being underestimated, and after staring at Ling Hu into the wine for a few breaths, he saw that he looked very grinning, and it seemed that he really didn't have any intention of making a sword, and finally made a move.

Snort -

The long sword came out of its sheath and flew away, conjuring up hundreds of sword rays, and hit Linghu into the wine, and the sword rays were all red petals, like falling flowers blown by the wind. If it is replaced by a woman, it is extremely beautiful.

The sound of the wind howling suddenly rose.

As soon as this move came out, the eyes of many monks lit up, and this hand was one of the Taoyuan Advanced Sword Tricks - Luoying was colorful. To be able to be like Wu Yu, who is hundreds of Luoying as soon as he shows it, is definitely hard work.

Everyone's eyes looked at Linghu into the wine.

I saw Ling Hu Jinjiu's relaxed expression, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his two palms raised upward.

Boom Boom –

The earth in front of him suddenly rose upward, as if it had been pulled out, and in front of him, a wall of earth was formed, exuding a faint yellow glow.

Bang bang –

The sword like a fallen hero hit the earthen wall, making a sound like rain hitting a plantain.

Before the voice fell, Linghu Jinjiu had already come to the direction of the side like lightning, and when he pinched his fingers, he saw dark clouds in the sky attacking, and silver lightning fell down and hit Wu Yu.

In the valley, it almost suddenly darkened, and there were flickering lights and dims, and many disciples who saw the two spells that made the fox enter the wine were secretly frightened.

Wu Yu is an outer disciple, who has been wandering outside all the year round and has rich combat experience, and after sensing the danger, there was no wave on his face, and he flashed away first.

Boom! Boom!

The lightning missed, but the earth shook and the dust flew up.

The sword light reappeared, shuttling through the gap of lightning, attacking Linghu into the wine, and the two started a fierce battle.

One with a sword, one with a spell.

Wu Yu's tactics are fierce and murderous, and Linghu Jinjiu's spells are varied, and people who look at them are dazzled. Although it is at most a spell at the third level of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, it is flexible, skilled, and connected, and even some of the elders nod secretly.

Time passed little by little, and the situation was always deadlocked, and everyone could see that Ling Hu Jin still had the strength to drink, at least so far, his best drunken dragon sword technique, which had never been used.

Wu Yu's gaze tightened.

In that tight gaze, there was no look of despair, but a little hesitation, as if there was a difficult decision, lingering in my heart.

"Senior Brother Wu, you should still have the means, instead of using it on me so quickly, it's better to keep one hand and keep it to deal with other guys, anyway, as long as you are in second place, you can enter the top thirty-two." ”

At this moment, the sound of Ling Hu entering the wine suddenly sounded in Wu Yu's sea of consciousness.

Psychic Transmission!

Wu Yu's heart moved, and he looked at Ling Hu into the wine, and Ling Hu into the wine looked at him with a very cheap smile.

"Whether you want to compete with me for the first place in this group, or for the second place with the guy named Fei Chong under Ning Lao Ghost, junior brother must think clearly. You don't think I'm going to lose to Fei Chong, do you?"

Ling Hu Jin continued to transmit the sound, his hand did not stop, and it had turned into an ice storm-like spell, and this person had a wide range of knowledge.

In the valley, the wind is cold!

When Wu Yu heard the other party's words, his eyes flashed.

"No matter what hole cards you have in your hand, as long as you show them to me, that guy Ning Lao Ghost will definitely mention how to crack Fei Chong, if it is a magic weapon, maybe he will quietly stuff the same magic weapon to him, junior brother, you must think clearly!"

The voice was full of demagoguery.

Linghu Jinjiu kept one hand, and even persuaded others to keep one hand to deal with others, if other monks knew, they would definitely cry and laugh.

In this group, in addition to Ling Hu Jinjiu, there is also a guy named Fei Chong under Ning Jiuji's sect, who is considered to be the most promising to get the top two, and the probability of Ling Hu Jinjiu's advancement is of course higher, and Linghu Jinjiu is also cunning, so he began to calculate Ning Jiuji's disciples so quickly.

And his use of spiritual sense to transmit sound also gave Wu Yu a way out, so he didn't have to worry about being remembered by Ning Jiu's disciples if he was too deliberate.

"Senior Brother Linghu, junior brother admits defeat!"

After a few breaths of light flashed in his eyes, Wu Yu finally made up his mind, deliberately sold a flaw, was hit by a flying mang, and put away his sword to admit defeat.

"Senior brother, I'm offended!"

Ling Hu Jin smiled and arched his hand to accept this first victory.

"Senior brother, good means. ”

Wu Yu praised coldly, snatching back to his position, and he didn't know whether to praise his spells or scheming.

Ling Hu laughed when he entered the wine, took out the wine gourd and took a sip before returning to Fan Lanzhou and the others.

Fan Lanzhou didn't say a word, but Yang Xiaoslow, and Linghu were laughing and laughing, and they were happy.

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No disciple would be surprised that Linghu Jinjiu could win this game, but many monks still saw that Wu Yu had reservations, otherwise he shouldn't have conceded defeat so simply.

Either way, Dabi continued.

On the first day, a total of four groups of disciples appeared on the stage, and twenty battles were fought.

The victories and defeats of the others will not be mentioned in detail, but there are actually two inner disciples who were defeated by the outer disciples, which shows that qualification is by no means the only criterion for determining how strong a monk can be.

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The next day, the fighting resumed, and groups four to eight of the disciples appeared.

Yang Xiaoslow in the sixth group, facing an outer disciple in the middle stage of the floating dust, easily won the victory.

"Xiao Slow, you have left a hand of attainment, and you are about to catch up with me. ”

After coming back, Linghu Jin said with a smile.

"Third Senior Brother, I still have a lot of hands, be careful not to be defeated by me after you touch them. ”

Yang Xiao smiled slyly, and his crescent-like eyes were glowing with a heavy light of confidence.

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On the third day, nine to twelve groups!

"In the second game, the ninth group of disciples, Fang Junmei vs. Zhang Qiuchi!"

Finally it was Fang Junmei's turn.