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Chapter 93 First battle!

"The ultimate magic weapon, Lan Ximu!"

"This Ke Yue can surpass Bai Zhaoyun, and his reputation is definitely not in vain."

"Haha, I just rely on the power of the magic weapon."



Ke Yue ignored the various looks from the disciples in the audience, turned around and stepped onto the dead branches, flying straight back to the aperture of Xingfu Peak.

Tao Yuanbai pointed his finger, and the light curtain beside the giant turtle changed, and ten numbers reappeared.

"The 11th to 20th place in the preliminary competition, come on stage." Tao Yuanbai tapped the ten numbers with his finger, "No. 6545, No. 1360...

...You wait for ten people and come on stage to challenge."

The competition continues, and due to the huge disparity in strength in the early stages, there have been no casualties yet.

Most of the disciples immediately admitted defeat as soon as they came on stage. There were also a few who wanted to try to compare with the people at the top, but without exception, they were easily defeated.

The aperture where Chaolu Peak is located is the closest to the fourth arena. At this moment, Xu Disheng watched more than ten competitions in succession. Almost all the disciples at the top used high-grade spiritual weapons. Several of them directly used magic weapons to defeat them with one move.

The opponent is really a bit boring.

"No. 121, to No. 130, come on stage." Tao Yuanbai waved his hand, and several numbers appeared again on the light screen, "No. 1,456, No. 5,000

Six hundred and seventy-five...you and ten other people will come on stage to challenge."

"Junior Brother Xu." Bai Zhehua tilted her head.

Xu Disheng nodded slightly, and with the eyes of everyone in Lufeng behind him, he took up the black spiritual cloud and flew to the second arena.

On the ten stages, one hundred and twenty competitions have been held, and without exception, the winners were all the first one hundred and twenty disciples who took the stage first.

Xu Disheng's opponent was the 122nd. He was dressed in black and looked frivolous. He flew onto the stage with a red light. He happened to see Xu Disheng put away the black spiritual cloud and said with a smile: "What are you doing?"

Put away your dark clouds? Don’t you admit defeat and fly down?”

Xu Disheng didn't look at him. He just turned his head and looked at the deacon in the basic realm beside the ring, and said, "Deacon, can we start now?"

The Daoji Realm deacon glanced at him and said, "Yes."

When the disciple in black saw that Xu Disheng was ignoring him, a trace of anger appeared in his eyes and he was about to speak.

With a thought in Xu Disheng's mind, the Ice Spirit Sword in the Yin-Yang Diagram of the Sea of ​​Consciousness instantly appeared in his hand. With a wave of his hand, a bone-chilling sword light flew out and slashed towards the disciple in black.

A black half-armor appeared on the disciple in black, and the brilliance circulated. It was obviously a high-quality spiritual weapon. A light shield appeared on the armor, blocking the blue sword light, and said coldly: "Sneak attack? It's just a weapon.

The attack power is a bit lacking."

Before he finished speaking, a slight "sizzling" sound came from his ears.

When I turned around, I saw that the blue sword light did not disappear after it collapsed. Instead, it turned into blue light spots, tightly attached to the treasure armor mask, exuding a corrosive atmosphere, and was slowly corroding the mask.

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"Corrosive Curse

?This is Xiao Dao'er." The man in black didn't pay attention. He poured in the mysterious energy slightly, and the light on the armor flashed on his body, and the breath of the corrosive curse disappeared.

A red sword appeared in his hand. The man in black used an accelerated footwork, held the sword upside down, and rushed towards Xu Disheng.

Its speed was astonishing! In just three breaths, he appeared in front of Xu Disheng, raised the red sword, the red brilliance shone throughout the arena, and chopped it down on the head!

Xu Disheng activated the soul-suppressing robe, and a black light shield appeared around him. He held the Ice Spirit Sword in front of him and said: "Gather water."

Swords intersect! Ice blue brilliance and red light intertwine, but the red light is superior.

The black-clothed disciple did not show any expression of joy. He was a disciple specializing in physical training. When this sword hit the ice spirit sword, in his imagination, it should have killed both the person and the sword.

Also seriously injured.

But at this moment, even though he was slashed back a few steps, he didn't have much remaining power. The remaining sword light struck the black light mask around Xu Disheng, which only caused ripples.

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A disciple in the first stage of Qi Sea, how powerful is his protective power? The black-clothed disciple was a little confused, but he didn't think much about it, and started to use his footwork again, trying to move forward for another strike.

But suddenly he felt that his speed was extremely slow and his movements were a little sticky. When he looked down, he found that his feet had fallen into a puddle at some point, and there was a strong suction force in it, which firmly restricted his speed.

Xu Disheng put away the Ice Spirit Sword, a small seal appeared in his hand, and he threw it directly.

The small seal swelled in the wind, and in a moment it grew to the size of a house, and smashed down on the head of the disciple in black in the pool!

The finest spiritual weapon, the ultimate spiritual seal!

It took the disciple in black two breaths to break free from the shackles of the puddle at his feet, but the Jueling Seal had already flown to the top of his head, and it was too late to avoid it. Gritting his teeth, he poured in profound energy with all his strength, and activated the treasure armor on his body to the extreme.

The protective mask on my body became more and more solid, trying to resist this mark.

"boom!"

The Jueling Seal hit the ring hard, then gradually became smaller and flew back to Xu Disheng's hands.

The black-clothed disciple was a little embarrassed, standing in the middle of the ring, the light shield of the treasure armor on his body was much thinner, and said bitterly: "Boy, I will let you know..."

However, once the opportunity is lost in the battle, it will be controlled at every step.

Before he finished speaking, three drops of cyan water exuding a strong corrosive smell dripped down from his head!

The corrosive spell on it is several times stronger than the first sword light that Xu Disheng fired!

The disciple in black's complexion changed drastically. He took out a drum from his storage bag, quickly activated it, raised it and placed it on his head.

Three drops of cyan water instantly penetrated the thin armor mask and landed on the drum!

"Gather water into arrows."

The young man's faint voice, to the ears of the disciples in black, was no less than a reminder!

Still busy dealing with the water droplets on his head, the young man's words continued on the stage

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of water arrows were condensed, and the next moment, they rushed over quickly!

"I admit..." The disciple in black didn't know how many times he didn't say a complete sentence. Before I could finish saying "I admit defeat," I was hit hard by dozens of water arrows!

Although the protective power of the round drum was not bad, after barely blocking all three blue water droplets above the head, it was no longer able to block these water arrows.

The disciple in black vomited blood and flew far away from the ring. He fell into the crowd of Qinglian Dojo and passed out.

Thanks to the high-grade defensive spiritual weapon half-armor he was wearing, which blocked most of the power of the water arrows, the black-clothed disciple was saved from death. However, the powerful impact still knocked him away and fell out of the ring.

The protective light shield on the arena is controlled by the Daoji Realm deacon in charge of each arena. It is not used to protect the people in the arena, but to prevent the aftermath of the battle from spreading to the outside. If someone is about to be knocked out

In the arena, the mask of light will fade away, allowing it to fly out, and then it will be judged to have failed.

"This... the 122nd versus the 5675th, the 5675th place!" The Daoji Realm deacon in charge of this arena looked a little shocked. This was the first

The top-ranked disciple standing on the stage lost for the first time! And he also lost to a first-level Qihai disciple who competed with more than 5,000 people?

"What? Zhong Kang was defeated by the first level of Qihai?" The moment the words came out of the Daoji level deacon's mouth, the disciples from several nearby arenas gathered around and asked the disciples who had just watched the battle.

"what happened?"

"Zhong Kang has more than 120 elite disciples at the beginning, and has several high-quality spiritual weapons! How could he lose to the first level of Qihai?"

"The first stage of the Qi Sea..." The disciple who was watching the battle in the second arena had a complicated look on his face.

Someone next to him said: "That Qihai first-level disciple has a strong sense of fighting! First, he took advantage of Zhong Kang's mentality of underestimating the enemy and drew him close. After blocking Zhong Kang's explosive blow, he immediately cast a spell to temporarily restrain him in his original position.

He took out the superior spiritual weapon to attack, and then cast two spells in succession, which can be said to be a great advantage! Zhong Kang underestimated the enemy at the beginning, falling behind step by step, falling behind step by step, it is an embarrassing defeat!"

"As I see it, this Zhong Kang specializes in body training and is good at close combat. If he had been replaced by a disciple who was good at magic, the result would never be like this!"

"But don't forget, this disciple is only at the beginning of Qi Hai Hai!"

"What he just used...is it the He family's "Canghai"?"

"There are some similarities, but the details are different."

"This is the first time that a top-ranked disciple has lost! What is this disciple's name? Which peak is he on?"



Tao Yuanbai stood on top of the giant turtle, looked at Xu Disheng who flew back to Chaolu Peak on a black spiritual cloud, and then looked sideways at the few real people above Luan Jia.
Chapter completed!
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