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Chapter 292: Ah Handian Huang An


In a flash, two days passed, and the first round of knockout rounds was truly over.

Taking advantage of the free time in the past two days, I reviewed the Qingjing Sutra again, and even carefully studied the Three Dragon Subduing Styles given by Zhang Miaohua, raising my state to the peak and preparing for the next competition.

In the past two days, Zhang Bao and I occasionally went to the martial arts arena, mainly to observe the competitions between the nine major disciples.

After all, I still know too little about the world.

If I want to win, it is important to know yourself and the enemy. method of insurance.

However, the gap between the ordinary disciples and the great disciples of the nine major sects was still too big.

Not to mention forcing them to use their special moves, many of them couldn't even resist a move and ended the battle.

There was no way to tell the difference.

As for Zhang Wuren, what he said was true.

He abstained from the first round of the knockout round and never even showed up.

He became the only disciple among the nine major sects to surrender without a fight and became the laughing stock of everyone.

But at this point, I figured it out.

It was almost impossible to rely on the knockout rounds to see the strength of the seeded players.

Then I no longer cared so much.

Except when it was my turn, I almost hid in the room, trying to win again.

Improve one point.

Soon, eight days passed.

Within eight days, the previous five rounds of knockout rounds were finally over, and the last two players in each ring were determined to compete for the top ten.

But what is surprising is that among the 24 final winners in the twelve arenas, 20 were from the nine sects.

This ratio is enough to prove the strength of the nine sects.

Of the remaining four spots, I occupied one, two talented disciples from mid-level sects who had long been famous each occupied one, and the last spot was taken away by a disciple in black.

The full name of this black-clothed disciple is Huang An.

He comes from the small sect Han Hall.

He was not favored by others all the way.

But in the end, he passed the test like a dark horse and became the number two in the ring.

He won with Qinglong Demon Subduing Temple Hongfa. people, surprised many people.

At this point, the competition has truly entered a fierce stage.

Regardless of whether the disciples have qualified for the top ten, they are all gearing up and looking extremely excited.

"Who do you think may be the number one in this term?"

Who is the number one is the most concerned question at the moment.

Many disciples gathered together and argued fiercely.

"Of course it's Black Phoenix.

Three years ago, he seemed to be the number one among the younger generation.

After three years, who can be the opponent?"

someone immediately responded.

"That's not necessarily true.

I think it's very possible for Liu Ruyan from the Yu Cult.

Although she rarely shows up, you have to know that she is a disciple of Cheng Dongqing.

Who is Cheng Dongqing?

The genius of this generation, the one who truly dominates the world and is destined to be the future He is a peerless figure who has been famous throughout the ages.

The disciples he taught are no different."

Some disciples retorted.

"I think the propagation of Qinglong Demon Temple is also very possible.

Many Buddhist disciples are compassionate, but he is the only one who dares to enter the Tao through killing.

Buddha and demon are of the same mind, good and evil are of the same body, and his potential is unlimited.

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If he grows up, in the future He must be an invincible god of death."

One monk refused to accept it.

"If you want to say so, Zhang Hancai, the chief disciple of Longhu Mountain, is the most qualified.

He is a direct descendant of Zhang Daoling and Zhang Tianshi.

He has the blood of Tianshi, so he is the real terror."

A disciple wearing a Taoist robe respectfully said road.

"Hmph, my senior brother Xue Ping from Hidden Dragon Valley is not bad either.

His Taoist practice has reached the state of perfect Qi refining.

He is known as the gentleman in white.

If we want to compete for the first place, it must be my senior brother."

The disciples of each sect could not convince anyone.

The arguments were red-faced and extremely fierce, and the whole martial arts arena was in an uproar.

Beside him, Zhang Bao obviously couldn't listen anymore.

He stared at his huge eyes and yelled in dissatisfaction: "Stop fighting, what nonsense are the nine major sects?

Only the small-minded hypocrite Xue Ping can compete for the first place."

The first place in the annual martial arts competition is none other than my brother Ye, Ye Hesheng."

Zhang Bao's voice was already loud, so his roar was heard by the entire martial arts arena.

Almost everyone looked at him in surprise.

After being stunned for a while, they finally realized what he was doing and showed contempt.

"Humph, are you kidding me?

It's just luck that these two people can reach the top 24.

They are just from a third-rate small sect.

Even if their talents are good, can their background be compared with the nine major sects?

I don't think they are competing for the first place. , these two people have no hope of entering the top twenty," a disciple said disdainfully.

"That can't be said.

Wasn't the Yu Sect that Cheng Dongqing belonged to back then also a third-rate small sect?

Now who dares to question Cheng Dongqing's strength?

Geniuses don't ask where they come from.

On the contrary, I feel that Ye Hesitation of Qingxuan Sect and Huang of Handian An, being able to reach this stage from a small third-rate sect is even more proof of how powerful their qualifications are," I said with surprising support from some disciples.

"Yes, this senior brother is right.

Ye Hesheng and Huang An are both newly emerged geniuses.

Many people may have never heard of them, but it does not mean that they are not strong enough.

I heard from my senior brother that in the Wuyi Mountains In the underground world, even Xue Ping is no match for him, and this Huang An is even more ferocious.

He was also involved in the discovery of the underground world in Moge Cave some time ago.

I heard that he killed a master of Qi Transformation on the spot."

Someone agreed. road.

"Hey, this Huang An is too scary.

Could it be that he has actually broken through the realm of practicing Qi and transforming into a god?"

Everyone took a breath of air and looked in Huang An's direction in shock.

I was also slightly surprised.

This Huang An was only in the late stage of refining Qi.

How could he kill a master who was practicing Qi and transforming into God?

You must know that the gap between each realm is extremely obvious.

If ordinary disciples can challenge across levels, , is already considered very impressive, let alone crossing two levels in a row and killing rather than defeating him.

Not to mention that the disciples around him didn't believe it, even I had some doubts.

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Could it be that Huang An is hiding something?

The true Taoism is far beyond the later stage of refining Qi, I thought to myself.

"It's true that there are many talents.

This person is very strong.

There seems to be a fog in his body that even I can't see through," Bai Mei said.

Even you can't see through it?

I secretly said, my heart full of vigilance.

Not far away, Huang An stood under the No. 2 ring.

Facing everyone's astonished looks and comments, he closed his eyes slightly, as if he hadn't heard anything, and still looked stern.

"Boom" After a while, a roar sounded, and the final competition finally began.

Although this final competition is still in the knockout format, the opponents are not arranged by Fang Hushan, but are randomly drawn.

The order of the competition is as follows: No. 1 vs.

No. 2, No. 3 vs.

No. 4, and so on. .

"All twenty-four disciples, please come on stage and draw lots to decide the order of the competition," said a white-haired elder on the first stage.

"Brother Ye, come on," Zhang Bao said, clenching his fists.

I nodded and followed the other twenty-three people towards Arena No. 1.

To be continued

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