Chapter 13 Please, can you fight seriously?

With a little attention, it is not difficult to find that the elite disciples above the sixth level of Qi cultivation have arranged the match points in this open space of Yuntai Peak. There must be care, and there is no need to change the competition area for the old run. Lin He, Si Zilong, Yun Xiangyi, and Wan Yumeng are in a competition area, and Meng Qingneng is in this competition area, which also shows that he can't run away from the identity of an elite disciple.

The changes that happened to Lin He, Meng Qing was a little stupid, what does this mean, if you don't show your flying sword, forget it, don't you even have an iron and wood shield? What are you doing with these wind shadows? Do you think that these wind shadows can block my sword qi?

Hmph, it doesn't matter what you do, I'll play normally. Meng Qing was not in a hurry, first released the iron and wood shield to protect his body, and then showed his flying sword. Looking at Lin He again, he was still standing in place unhurriedly, holding a stack of talisman seals in his hand, a thick stack.

Meng Qing felt that he was wrong, this is a contest between cultivators, you don't use magic weapons to use talismans, don't bully people like this.

In fact, Lin He really didn't bully him, this is Lin He's strongest state, the Nine Lands Hidden Defense Array, the trough of the sixteen poles and nine earth flags is filled with third-level spirit stones, and the spiritual energy contained is enough to support the formation for three days. In other words, within three days, Meng Qing will definitely not be able to play Lin He. As for the talismans in his hand, they were the strongest offensive weapons that Lin He could come up with. infused with a thousand talismans of mixed vitality, not seeking to defeat Meng Qing, but to exhaust the dead. Moreover, in Lin He's space pocket, there are also 4,000 spare attack talismans, golden blades, ground convex, ice picks, fire talismans, wooden entanglements, the five elements are available, and the patterns are complete. For this selection competition, Jin Mu, Water, Fire and Earth, Five Elements Attack Talismans, Lin He prepared a thousand pieces of each. I didn't plan to win a good place, so I hoped that I wouldn't lose too ugly, so that I could pass one or two rounds.

"Look at the move!" Lin He grinned, and threw out a handful of black dots, like a swarm of killer bees, densely flying towards the opposite side, making a sound similar to the roar of an unjust ghost, like the sound of a wronged soul in hell struggling in an oil pot.

What kind of thing is this? Meng Qing jumped up more than ten meters high, and the sword qi formed a light curtain in front of him, intending to block these things, but these dense small black dots were not offensive weapons at all, but turned into black smoke before the sword light, and a gust of wind blew towards Meng Qing in the heights, and the black wind circled around Meng Qing's iron and wood shield more than a dozen times, turning into black smoke and disappearing.

Meng Qingzhen had never seen this thing, and even the division commanders in the door had not seen this thing. This is a kind of defense-breaking prop that Lin He has refined privately, the Soul Sand! In the entire Wanxiu Gate, only Lin He has this thing, absolutely exclusive. Masters generally don't study this kind of "side door left way" thing, who has the patience to do what defense props, the master of Wanxiumen, who is mainly sword cultivation, all like to kill each other with sword qi, one is not enough to go on a few more, or even dozens of hundreds, the former Wanxiu Sect master Wan Ruyun, in a world Daomen conference released 10,000 sword qi, so far by Wanxiumen people talk about the Wanjian Jue.

Meng Qing saw that this black smoke didn't seem to have any effect on him, so he was relieved, and as soon as he raised his hand, a cyan sword qi turned into blue light and flew out, full of condescending momentum, and the howling sound was terrifying. Lin He, who was still standing on the ground, was still a little nervous at first, worried that his magic circle would not be able to stop it, but as a result, the sword qi hit the wind shadow, just like a knife cutting water, entangled by the wind shadow, the wind shadow turned into a whirlwind, and in an instant, the cyan sword light disappeared in the whirlwind, and Lin He did not feel the danger at all. These Lin He are cool, the Treasure of the Nine Lands really lives up to its reputation, and the jade slips that were exchanged for a hundred Juyuan Dan on the black market really did not disappoint themselves.

One sword qi is not good, Meng Qing is not discouraged, just continue, two, three, four, five .......

Wan Yumeng's opponent is also a third-level disciple, after the steward announced the start of the game, Wan Yumeng just showed his flying sword, and he didn't even open the shield, and the inner disciple of the third-level Qi training on the opposite side had already raised his hands: "I surrender!"

This is a smart guy who has decided not to abuse himself. The soldiers are not bloody, Wan Yumeng is the first to pass the level, and then there is no boring rotation, but meditates on the spot and waits for the opponent in the next round. According to the rules of the game, even if the game is over, the winner will not leave the competition area, and will not leave until the opponent comes out in the next round.

Yun Xiangyi's opponent resisted, but this resistance ended in only half an hour, and the disciple of the fourth level of Qi training, in front of Yun Xiangyi, who was the eighth level of Qi training, was able to resist for an hour, or because Yun Xiangyi did not do his best.

Si Zilong's game was also going well, this guy was hypocritical, and before the game, he gave instructions with the attitude of a senior brother, telling others what tricks he had. His opponent was a fifth-level disciple, and he could normally resist for a day, because he casually resisted for less than an hour before admitting defeat.

Yun Xiangyi and Si Zilong didn't walk around, waiting for the next round of opponents in place to recover the vitality they had consumed before. Under normal circumstances, the opponents in the second round will come down quickly, after all, the first round of the competition is some rivalry with great disparity.

The problem is that today is not normal, the sun is in the middle, more than two hours have passed since the start of the game, and the second round of matches has not yet been decided. What is going on? When Si Zilong was curious, he opened his eyes and looked around, and soon heard a burst of boos. Then I saw a group of people watching the excitement around a match point, and it seemed that Yun Xiangyi and Wan Yumeng were also watching.

Is there really an opponent with comparable strength? Si Zilong was taken aback, this kind of thing is difficult to happen, okay?

Two hours had passed, and Meng Qing no longer had even the slightest hint of excitement when he got the lottery at the beginning. Because the turtle shell in front of him really made him have no way at all. For two whole hours, all the means that could be used were used, and the sword qi was released more than a thousand times, and Lin He in the formation changed from standing to meditating on the spot, and then to napping on the spot, and now he directly sat on the spot and fell asleep.

There's no way, it's too boring, the formation of the Nine Lands Treasure is a bit too much for Meng Qing, a master of the sixth level of Qi training. Meng Qing, who could release more than thirty sword qi at a time, tried to attack the maximum number of sword qi more than once, but his efforts failed.

Lin He was still a little nervous when he faced more than thirty sword qi for the first time. When all the sword qi was digested and invisible in the wind shadow, Lin He felt that he could save some strength, and the prepared talisman could not be used for the time being, so that Meng Qing could continue to consume it.

This idea is very good, very shameless! The effect of the Soul Sand can last for 12 hours, and Lin He is not worried at all.

Yun Xiangyi was also attracted because of boredom, meditated for an hour, recovered his vitality, and didn't wait for the opponent in the next round, he noticed Lin He's side. When he came over, Wan Yumeng had already taken the first step, and the smile on his cold face could not hide the smile at the corner of his mouth.

There was no fierce battle on the match point, but one was sitting on the ground dozing, with saliva still on the corner of his mouth, and one stood opposite, with one hand on his waist, and his face kept repeating helplessly: "Lin He, you rookie, why don't you fight back, you fight back!"

At this time, everyone could see that Meng Qing had nothing to do with Lin He, and even his voice could not penetrate the wind shadows that slowly revolved around Lin He. This is the domineering of the Nine Lands Hidden Formation, once the person who arranges the formation enters the unconscious state (meditating, sleeping), the operation of the formation will become slow and dense, and it is difficult for the outside sound to enter the formation.

That's why Lin He can sleep so soundly, sleeping in the selection competition of inner disciples, it can be said that he has not seen the ancients before, and he has not seen anyone who has come after. Meng Qing, who played against him, could be regarded as having fallen mold for eight lifetimes.

"Third Senior Brother, please, don't sleep, let's have a good fight! If you want to sleep, then you have to finish this fight first." Meng Qing had a bitter look on his face, and he didn't say anything about whether he was a rookie or not. There are more and more onlookers, and people are really laughing stock when they say that kind of thing, you can't handle a sleeping opponent, it's not a laughing stock but a bird.

Finally, Lin He slept full, and when Si Zilong came, Lin He opened his eyes. Seeing Yun Xiangyi and Wan Yumeng among the people who appeared, they raised their hands to wipe the saliva from the corners of their mouths, and smiled hehehe: "What are you talking about?

Meng Qing nodded happily and finally woke up. "Oh, then let's have a good fight, look at the move!" As soon as the words fell, Lin He raised his hand and threw out several talismans at once, and before Meng Qing came back to his senses, he saw a few green vines appear out of thin air, and the ironwood shield he carried with him thought it was useless and turned it off, saving spirit stones. Unexpectedly, Lin He suddenly attacked, Meng Qing's body was entangled in green vines, and when he subconsciously struggled, his mind activated the shield at the same time. Unexpectedly, even if the shield was activated, it could not break free from the green vine's waist, and it could not function at all. At this time, Lin He threw out a few more talismans, and the ground under Meng Qing's feet suddenly raised a few earthen pillars, encircling Meng Qing like a fence. This change is too sudden, the sect where sword cultivation is the mainstay, how can anyone do this?

The next change was even more jaw-dropping, Lin He continuously released raindrop-like fire talismans, forming a circle of fire three steps away from Meng Qing's side. Meng Qing, who was entangled in green vines, couldn't move, and could only move his mouth: "Third Senior Brother, don't play like this, we are sword cultivators." Can you have a good fight?"

Lin He listened to it and pondered, and then said, "That's right, we are sword cultivators." After that, he threw out a few more talismans, turned into ice picks and fell into the fire, a hissing sound sounded, and after a burst of smoke and water vapor rose, the fire was extinguished, but the green vine was still entangled with Meng Qing. Lin He took out a wooden sword from the space pocket, swaggered up to Meng Qing, raised the sword and gently poked it on him a few times, "Okay, I've already fought, do you want to continue?"

At this time, no matter how stupid Meng Qing was, he also knew the result, and his face was full of cold sweat. Before, he threw thousands of sword qi around Lin He, and he didn't even hurt people, but now he stabbed himself with a wooden sword, because he didn't want to hurt people.

"I ...... , lost. Meng Qing lowered his head silently, and the steward in charge of the match point appeared expressionlessly, glanced at Lin He and said, "No. 1 Lin He won and entered the second round of the game." The first round is over!"