"Wushuang-kun, who do you think is most likely to win the first place among these twenty-four people?"
Below the ring, next to the fourteen silver chairs, Miyamoto Zangyi, dressed as a samurai, asked Zhao Wushuang.
"What's the point of who wins first?"
Zhao Wushuang said calmly without even raising his eyelids.
"Haha, it's interesting.
Mr.
Wushuang is still as confident as he was a year ago.
Yes, these are really pitiful.
They claim to be young heroes, but their actual moral conduct is too weak.
What kind of chief disciple of the nine major sects, if you put me in Fusang , even the younger generation couldn't make it into the top ten.
No matter which one of them takes first place this time, they will end up defeated by a bunch of clowns at the hands of you and me," Miyamoto Zangichi said with an extremely confident smile.
"Go away, stay away from me."
Zhao Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Miyamoto Zangichi.
A pair of pupils were like the eyes of the sky, and an invisible pressure surged towards Miyamoto Zangichi like a flash flood.
Miyamoto Zang raised his eyebrows and held down the katana on his waist with his right hand.
While secretly guarding himself, a sly smile appeared on his face: "Hey, just kidding, brother Wushuang, don't mind.
I forgot that you are also Chinese.
Yes."
As he spoke, Miyamoto Zangyi avoided Zhao Wushuang's sight.
"Humph" Zhao Wushuang snorted coldly, turned his head and ignored Miyamoto Zangichi.
Knowing that he was bored, Miyamoto Zangyi turned away and stared in the direction of Arena No. 1, muttering to himself: "Hey, let's let you dogs bite dogs first."
On the arena, twenty-four people drew lots one after another.
The result was a bit strange.
I don’t know if the elders of Fang Hushan were operating behind the scenes, or it was just luck.
The nine chief disciples of the nine major sects were unanimously staggered. , Puzhi drew number 1, and faced a young master from Hidden Dragon Valley.
I drew number 6, and faced a young master from Fenxiang Valley dramatically.
Puzhi walked up, patted my shoulder and said: "It is probably the result of secret discussions among the nine sects, in order to preserve the seed players as much as possible so that they can compete with foreign heroes for the Hand of Heaven."
I nodded, quite satisfied with the result of the draw.
The only drawback was that I didn't face Xue Ping directly.
Xue Ping seemed to have the same idea, standing not far away and looking at me coldly.
"Hmph, Ye Hesheng, you are lucky enough to not confront me directly.
I hope you can hold on for two more rounds.
Then I will let you know how big the gap is between you and me, and let you understand the consequences of offending me."
Xue Ping said.
"Okay, the first competition of the first round has begun.
Fenxiang Valley Puzhi will face Hidden Dragon Valley Gao Feng.
The other disciples who have not had their turn will step down and wait."
The white-haired elder who presided over the competition said.
I glanced at Xue Ping coldly and walked off the ring alone.
"This bald donkey is very close to Ye Xingwan, and he has ruined my good deeds time and time again.
You don't have to hold back for a while."
Xue Ping whispered as he passed by Gao Feng.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother, leave it to me."
Gao Feng nodded and said confidently.
After everyone left the ring, Gao Feng turned his attention to Pu Zhi and said with an evil look on his face: "Little bald donkey, you dare to go against my senior brother.
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Let's see how I deal with you, grandpa."
After saying this, Gao Feng's body shook, and the momentum around him soared.
After a while, the surrounding space shook slightly, and Gao Feng actually broke through from the late stage of refining Qi to the state of Dzogchen on the spot.
"It's amazing.
He can break through the realm of refining and refining Qi at will.
It seems that Gao Feng deliberately suppressed the realm before.
Unexpectedly, he still has such a strong backhand.
Now Puzhi is in trouble."
The disciples watching below were shocked.
"Yes, if it were compared to previous years, this Taoist practice of refining and refining energy would have been qualified to compete for first place.
It would probably be a tough battle."
"That's right, and Gao Feng is only the second disciple of Hidden Dragon Valley, but he has such terrifying strength.
How powerful is Xue Ping, the senior disciple?
It seems that we all underestimated Hidden Dragon Valley and Xue Ping. " While the disciples were shocked, the sect leaders of the nine sects on the twelve silver chairs below the arena were also slightly surprised.
"Amitabha, Master Zhang Valley, it seems that your Hidden Dragon Valley is very deep."
The abbot of Fenxiang Valley said.
"Haha, Abbot, it's serious.
Gao Feng's breakthrough is purely due to luck, and he is no better than a noble disciple."
Although the master of Hidden Dragon Valley said modestly, he was noticed by several major sect leaders at the same time, and there was still a hint of joy on his face. .
On the ring, facing Gao Feng's sudden breakthrough, Pu Zhi appeared calmer than anyone else.
He clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the poor monk is not against anyone, but he just can't bear to see someone doing evil in front of the poor monk."
"Do you mean that my senior brother has done evil?"
Gao Feng said with dissatisfaction on his face.
"Amitabha, that's not what the poor monk meant, it's the fact."
Pu Zhi said calmly.
"Huh, slander senior brother and seek death."
With a cold snort, Gao Feng jumped into the air and rushed towards Puzhi.
When he was about to approach Puzhi, Gao Feng suddenly erupted, and a brown light emerged from his fist, like a mountain falling from the sky.
A terrifying wave of energy surged between heaven and earth.
Invisible pressure surged around like waves, and some The disciples who were closer to the No. 1 arena were knocked to the ground one after another.
"Is this the power of the Dzogchen realm of refining and refining qi?
It is more than twice as powerful as the later stage of refining and refining qi.
No wonder my master always said that being separated by a realm is like being separated by a mountain.
It is basically impossible to defeat.
It seems that My defeat to Gao Feng just now was not unfair at all."
A disciple who was defeated by Gao Feng just now exclaimed.
"Yes, this Gao Feng is also very scheming.
He deliberately showed weakness in the past, and if he suddenly breaks out, Pu Zhi will be in danger."
A disciple responded.
On the stage, Puzhi also noticed Gao Feng's plan, and his always compassionate eyes suddenly flashed with light.
"Amitabha, the Buddha said that there is no killing in the pure land" A Buddha chant resounded throughout the martial arts arena, and a golden, translucent light mist suddenly emitted from Pu Zhi's body, forming a sphere with a diameter of two meters to surround Pu Zhi.
What is shocking is that Gao Feng's terrifying punch strength and terrifying momentum were quickly weakened and disintegrated after coming into contact with the golden light mist.
When it finally hit Pu Zhi, his strength was no longer as strong as that of a child.
"How could this happen?"
Gao Feng, who was originally confident about himself, opened his eyes wide with shock on his face.
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"Amitabha, don't you understand the difference between you and me?
Even if we are in the same realm, there are differences."
Pu Zhi recited the Buddha's name, his eyes full of compassion, and pushed Gao Feng out of the ring.
"Impossible, I don't believe it.
I have broken through the realm of Dzogchen.
Even if I lose, I will never lose so quickly."
Lying outside the ring, Gao Feng obviously could not accept the fact of failure.
Not to mention Gao Feng, even the disciples watching the battle were stunned.
Especially the disciple who just said that Puzhi was dangerous was speechless.
No one expected that Gao Feng would lose so quickly after the breakthrough
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