Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Terror Behind the Fire
"This is the power that a cultivator should have!"
Jun Fanyu looked at Senior Brother Xiaoshu and Senior Sister Shumeng's incomparably powerful battle style and muttered to himself.
The coercion around Xiao Shu became stronger and stronger, and the snow on the battle platform became heavier and heavier, Jun Fanyu, Ah Li, and everyone else held their breath and didn't dare to say a word.
Suddenly, Shu Meng's expression lit up, and a snowflake crossed her eyes, like a sharp blade that slid through the ice, and Shu Meng took out a sword, a sword like snow, like thousands of snow, and attacked Xiao Shu.
Xiao Shu was not afraid when he saw the situation, and exploded violently like a long-condensed explosive bomb, although there was a sword like snow in front of him, he had a thousand blows, a sword, a sword.
"Boom", the Yuan Qi explosion bomb and thousands of snow collided together, making an earth-shattering sound, and the resulting wave of qi swept over everyone under the battle platform, such as Jun Fanyu and other personal disciples were also swept back a few steps, and they stood still.
"It's amazing," Jun Fanyu and the other new disciples all shouted.
After standing still, everyone stared at the battle platform, "Who won the hell?"
The defeated snow turned into white mist and covered the battle platform, and everyone couldn't see it really.
At this time, the Iron Elder on the side waved his sleeves, bringing a gust of wind, and the white mist was quickly blown away, revealing the scene inside.
Xiao Shu knelt on one knee on the battle platform, the long clothes on his body were almost broken, and his face and arms were ...... It was also covered with small scars from the snow blade, and bright red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but his right hand was still tightly gripping the forged steel stuck in the ground.
Shu Meng held the Yunshui Sword, drooped his left arm, and stood on the battle platform with a pale face.
Xiao Shu looked at Shu Meng, and Shu Meng also looked at Xiao Shu, knowing that the other party was no longer able to fight, and if he made a strong move, he would inevitably lose both, and even if he won this one, tomorrow's competition would probably be difficult to deal with.
"Who won the hell," Ali excited.
"I throw in the towel!"
"I throw in the towel!"
Xiao Shu and Shu Meng both opened their mouths to admit defeat at the same time, but no one expected that Elder Tie waved his sleeves, not knowing who should win.
Looking at the embarrassed Elder Tie, Xiao Muhan jumped down from the stands and said: "In this competition, the two disciples are extremely good, they are both the best disciples of my Wumen, this one is considered a draw, Xiao Shu and Shu Meng, and they will be promoted at the same time."
Elder Tie and Elder Yunhua were also quite satisfied with this result, and the disciples under the battle platform even burst into cheers, and they still had the opportunity to see the battle between Senior Brother Xiaoshu and Senior Sister Shumeng again.
The day's competition finally ended, which benefited many disciples a lot, especially the battle between Senior Sister Shumeng and Senior Brother Xiaoshu, which shocked them even more, and when Jun Fanyu left, he was still immersed in the wonderful picture of the battle between Senior Brother Xiaoshu and Senior Sister Shu.
The next day, the second round of martial arts competition began, and after eliminating half of the people, this round of competition was more exciting.
Since there was a draw yesterday, there will still be one person who has a bye today.
The draw was soon over, and everyone was shocked when they saw the results.
"Elder Yunhua, your disciple is really extraordinary, you have been able to advance by bye twice in a row," Elder Zuo looked at Yao Bai and said to Elder Yunhua.
"The path of cultivation is difficult and unpredictable, if there is no luck, where do those peerless saints come from?"
Elder Yunhua is telling Elder Zuo, my disciple's luck is good, what can you do.
After yesterday's elimination, none of the people who can be left are weak, the sound of the intersecting blades on the battle platform, the roar generated by the collision of the surging vitality is continuous, and there are endless battle styles.
For example, the wild sand palm, the palm is continuous, like the wild sand rolling, sometimes fierce and abnormal, sometimes soft and weak,
Gathering fire palms, the fire red palm prints are as hot as fire, and they can easily burn people.
Another example is the Tiangang Protective Shield, which condenses on the body to form a powerful protective shield when it is running, which can be easily resisted even if it is chopped by a knife and an axe, and its defensive power is amazing......
The battle style is the ultimate bloom of cultivation, and different battle styles have different characteristics, and there are also strong and weak points.
The battle style in the cultivation world is divided into nine grades, one is the weakest, and nine is the most, but the most powerful battle style in the fog gate is only three grades, and the previous Liuyun Sword Technique, Thousand Fencing, are all three-grade battle styles.
Although the three-product battle style is powerful, it is not easy to practice a three-product battle style.
Some combat styles require a long period of hard training, while others require a high level of understanding, but if they are practiced, it is likely to be a decisive means in battle.
Just like a personal disciple named Lu Ran in the second round of martial arts, with a kind of fire body battle style, he defeated a third realm powerhouse with the cultivation of the peak of the second realm.
Whenever there is a wonderful and fierce duel on the battle platform, someone will glance at Yao Bai, and Jun Fanyu and Ah Li will also follow everyone's gaze from time to time, because no matter how fierce the battle on the battle platform is, it has nothing to do with Yao Bai.
"Alas, luck is so good, what can I do" Feeling everyone's gaze, Yao Bai could only sigh helplessly.
After two days of competition, a total of nine people were promoted, five of the nine disciples were personal disciples, and four were ordinary disciples.
Senior Brother Xiao Shu and Senior Sister Shu Meng were undoubtedly among the nine, Senior Sister Zhong Xin also successfully won after a hard battle, and the other two personal disciples who advanced were Senior Brother Yao Bai, and one of Elder Zuo's personal disciples, Lu Ran.
After resting for one night, the vitality of the nine people has almost recovered, of course, Senior Brother Yao Bai has always been in full state to prepare for the battle, this is luck, and he has no way to control it.
In the third round of martial arts, the number of people is singular, so there will be another bye.
"You said that the bye this time will be Senior Brother Yao Bai?" Ah Li guessed.
Jun Fanyu thought to himself, if Senior Brother Yao Bai could still draw a bye, then this luck would inevitably be a little too good.
The draw began, and in order to avoid the bye being taken away by Yao Bai again, the other eight people all drew their own lots in front of Yao Bai.
The eight people took the sign in their hands and checked it for a long time, and they all shook their heads, so all eight of them looked at Yao Bai in unison.
Yao Bai walked to the box with the marker stick, and slowly took out a sign from the box, his eyes widened and he saw that this was not the bye lot.
The rest of the people looked at the bye in Yao Bai's hand, and they didn't know what it was like, they worked hard here to advance, and Yao Bai actually advanced without a single competition.
"It's really hateful" Many people gritted their teeth at Yao Bai.
The first game of the third round is Shu Meng against Lu Ran, Lu Ran is not tall, medium in stature, with a short red braid on his head, and he is good at using knives.
At the beginning, Lu Ran used the fire light body method, Jun Fanyu noticed that many people had some abnormal expressions, the first time he didn't think about it, but this time it was like this, so he had to wonder, "Is there anything about this fire light body method?
"I know this"
Jun Fanyu and the others all looked at Yu Yunyun who opened his mouth, and Yu Yunyun explained: "I heard Senior Sister Shu say that the flame body method was originally the stunt of Senior Brother Yunhuo, the eldest disciple of Elder Zuo, Senior Brother Yunhuo was the most talented disciple of the Fog Gate at that time, and he broke through the blue sea realm at a young age, and his life was just around the corner, and none of the disciples of the Fog Gate was the opponent of Senior Brother Yunhuo, so Senior Brother Yunhuo was trained by the sect as the future master of the sect."
"Since Senior Brother Yunhuo is so powerful, why didn't he come to participate in the martial arts?"
"Alas" Yu Yunyun sighed: "It's just a pity that the heavens are jealous of the talent, and they turned into the Tao more than a year ago for unknown reasons, and there is no news about Senior Brother Yunhuo so far." ”
More than a year ago?Jun Fanyu and Ah Li were shocked at the same time, wasn't it just when he met that young man more than a year ago? Could it be that that young man was Senior Brother Yunhuo?
Suddenly, Jun Fanyu remembered the note in the cloth bag he handed to Xiao Muhan, which read: Master has a problem, Senior Brother Yunhuo is a disciple of Elder Zuo, and when he thinks about it, the master who has a problem when he thinks about it is Elder Zuo.
Jun Fanyu couldn't imagine that Elder Zuo, who usually looked smiling, would have something to do with the death of his own personal disciple, Jun Fanyu didn't dare to think about it anymore, the involvement was not something he could handle.
"Senior Brother Yunhuo is actually not only Elder Zuo's personal disciple, Senior Brother Yunhuo also has an identity," Yu Wanyun said again.
"What identity?"
"Senior Brother Yunhuo and Master are from the same family"
"The same family!" Jun Fanyu and the others were surprised, Yunhua, Yunhuo, it turned out to be like this.