"Wu Tong, where is your competition now?" Zhou Tong asked Wu Tong beside him as he ran.

"You only remember to ask now? Alas, I now regret a little bit that I didn't look away at the beginning, you are such an incompetent friend! I am next to the side of the cyan ring, but unfortunately I was defeated by my opponent in the first round, and the disparity in strength is too great. Wu Yan shrugged unconcernedly.

"You don't look like the kind of person who can easily admit defeat, for a new disciple who has just started, you can be said to be up-and-coming. Zhou Tong said.

"Each other, we're too slow now!" Wu Yan quickly changed his gesture as he ran, "Get up!"

A transparent purple sword flew out from Wu Yan's back, he grabbed Zhou Tong's arm, and the two jumped on the purple sword and hurried to the competition venue.

"Let's go!" The crowd in front of them quickly gave way to a road about a meter wide, and Zhou Tong and Wu Tong roared past with their swords.

Not far away, a dazzling red ring came into view. When Wu Tong manipulated the sword to pass over the ring, Zhou Tong jumped from above and fell into the ring.

After Wu Yan landed, he put away his sword and stood in the crowd to watch the last competition of autumn.

All the onlookers in this ring had a bit of a commotion when they first appeared, and at this moment calm returned. The entire ring was surrounded by all the disciples, and everyone paid attention to Zhou Tong's body, on this young man who had only been in the Taoist temple for a few months. He was the only disciple of the Moon Guandao Master, and a new disciple who didn't even participate in the green ring and was directly promoted to the red ring, which was unprecedented in the history of the Woxian Taoist Temple. This series of halos shrouded the top of Zhou Tong's head, which was impossible to ignore.

Many of the disciples in the onlookers looked sideways, and many of the other disciples who had watched Zhou Tong's previous competition were also admired and in awe, but there was an inexplicable smile in their eyes.

Zhou Tong saluted his opponent and said apologetically: "I'm sorry! I'm late, and that doesn't mean I don't take this competition seriously!"

His opponent today is a fat man who looks very simple, with two eyes as small as the first quarter moon on his face, and if you don't pay attention, you think he is closing his eyes to recuperate. He replied with a smile: "Don't get in the way! Don't get in the way! People will always be in a hurry." ”

The little fat man's pleasing appearance and humble and polite answer made people can't help but feel good.

Hearing this answer, Zhou Tong was a little embarrassed. Where was he delayed by an urgent matter, it was obvious that he had overslept.

This competition, including the head of Qingfeng and the other four Taoist masters, has arrived, and the main judge is the head of Qingfeng. The chief of the dry wood road knocked the copper bell next to him a few times, "The competition begins!"

Zhou Tong and his opponent were on one side of the ring, and it was terrible! Seeing the cross double gold hammer in the little fat man's hand, he realized what a serious mistake he had made, and he didn't bring a weapon! This greatly weakened his own strength and put him at a disadvantage.

Although the little fat man in front of him looks approachable, he is actually a very tricky opponent, just smash it down, Zhou Tong's feet will appear a lot of thorns, he has to jump up again and again to avoid these thorns that no one can figure out where they will come out of the next moment, so that although it will not bring any harm to Zhou Tong, but it will only consume a lot of physical strength to defeat himself without a fight. It is clear that the opponent has discovered the fact that he did not carry weapons and the persistent tactics he employed.

Sitting on the stands, Daoist Chang Yan played with a handful of hair on his cheeks, and said seemingly casually: "Senior brother, your precious apprentice is working so the stage, why don't you prepare a worthy weapon for him? Could it be that the Moon Guandao Master who is admired by all the disciples in the Woxian Taoist Temple doesn't even have a decent weapon? No one will believe him when he says it! He treats his only apprentice so stingily, it is really too worthwhile to be your apprentice, it is better to let him worship me as a teacher." ”

The Moon Viewing Daoist laughed a few times before he said, "Since it is a worthy weapon, of course he has to find it himself, and the weapon I found may not be suitable for him." Besides, this kid forgot to bring a weapon even to the competition, and he lost everything, and I was the one who lost the most by accepting him as an apprentice. This lesson just made him remember it for a long time, so that he would not lose my old face when he came out to wander outside. It's better than the ridiculous joke that when I hear about his bad nights, the cause of his death is forgetting to bring his weapon!"

Daoist Yan pretended to sigh lightly and said, "Zhou Tong worships you, the master, I really don't know if it's fortunate or unlucky!"

The moon-gazing Taoist smiled but did not answer.

Zhou Tong saw the opportunity, turned over and slammed his palm to the ground, a large crack spread out from under his palm, and the seemingly useless move intercepted the opponent's attack, effectively preventing the continuous emergence of ground thorns.

The opportunity could not be missed, Zhou Tong stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in the air seemingly casually, and everyone saw that there was an extra branch in his hand at some point. The onlookers were originally excited when they saw the reversal of the situation, but when they saw the branch in Zhou Tong's hand, they suddenly felt like they were being drenched on the head by a scoop of cold water.

Seeing this, the head of Qingfeng nodded thoughtfully, and said: "This week, Tong's qualifications are very good! In time, it should not be underestimated!"

The Qianmu Daoist, who has always been silent, also opened his mouth and praised: "Senior Brother is fortunate to receive such a high apprentice, it is really worth celebrating!"

The Moon-Watching Daoist said in a deep voice: "A hairy boy who has not dried up is still praised by you people, isn't his tail about to rise to the sky? It's too early to tell!"

I saw that Zhou Tong in the ring was holding a branch and attacking the opponent flexibly, but he did not directly collide with the cross double gold hammer in the opponent's hand.

The disciples watching from the audience couldn't help but secretly admire.

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