The disciple who knocked Nangong Yan away also rubbed his hands in contentment, turned around and walked towards the audience. In his opinion, the game was over.
But when he reached the edge of the stage, his legs could no longer go forward. This disciple held his breath when he saw everyone in the audience, with looks of horror on their faces!
And his master Xuanyang Zhenren also had an expression of disbelief in his eyes. At this time, he reached out to remind his apprentice and motioned him to look behind him.
The disciple turned around suddenly and froze on the spot. His eyes were wide open and his mouth could not be closed.
Nangong Yan did not fall to the ground. Instead, her body was suspended in mid-air. This was not because she had learned the art of controlling the wind, but because there was a red cloud below that held up her body. At first glance, she looked like a fairy descending from the sky.
Out of the mortal world.
But there is one thing that can let everyone know that she is either a fairy or Nangong Yan's square face was born in the wrong place.
Yin Tiancheng burst out laughing and said, "I heard that the one who falls to the ground first is the loser. Does Miss Nangong look like this? Does it count as a loser?"
"Not really." The replies were sparse, and many people didn't come back to their senses.
"Your voice is so small, give me a loud answer again!"
"Nangong Yan has not lost, the game is not over yet!" A flood of voices sounded, and most people admired Yin Tiancheng's skill.
They finally understood that this was not a miracle, but that at the moment when Nangong Yan was about to fall to the ground, Yin Tiancheng quickly cast his spell, turning the fire attribute energy into a fire cloud to support Nangong Yan, letting Nangong Yan fall to the ground.
She narrowly escaped the disaster.
It should be noted that fire-attribute vitality has always been presented with destructive power, but the fire cloud formed by Yin Tiancheng's spell did no harm to Nangong Yan at all. Although most people watching the battle could not discern the mystery,
But they also immediately understood the fact that Yin Tiancheng's cultivation was many times higher than everyone else's, and he had already used his fire energy to the point of proficiency.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Yin Tiancheng stretched out his hand and pushed lightly, the fire cloud disappeared immediately, and Nangong Yan also fell back to the ring.
This time, she no longer panicked, she had already prepared her fists and was ready.
Seeing that the battle was about to start again, Qingyun shouted at the top of his lungs: "This is not a competition, this is cheating!"
Yin Tiancheng smiled coldly and said, "Why did you say that?"
"You just said you were giving advice, but you didn't say you were going to help her. If she fights like this, who among my disciples from the Feiyu Sect will be her opponent!"
Yin Tiancheng had expected that he would say this, and immediately replied sternly: "When it comes to cheating, you committed the foul first. I just made a temporary remedy."
"You are so slanderous!" Qingyun was immediately stunned, and his face could not hold back: "Are you as shameless as you? It was obviously you who cheated, but you framed me for committing a foul."
"Hmph, do you think Yin is blind? You and the disciple on the stage were flirting with each other before the competition. Don't tell me it's because you have a habit of cutting off your sleeves!"
The whole room burst into laughter, and Qingyun almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Yin Tiancheng continued: "You two colluded and didn't give me a chance to give me advice. The purpose is to cover up the fact that your godfather is incompetent!"
Qingyun was so angry that he had to turn to Xuanyang for help, hoping that he could speak for him.
Unexpectedly, before Xuanyang opened his mouth, Hua Yangzi slapped the back of the chair with his big hand and shouted angrily: "You are too presumptuous, Qingyun! The competition will continue. If anyone makes any small moves, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"
Seeing that Hua Yangzi was shielding Yin Tiancheng, it was a bit shameful, and Xuanyang couldn't stand it anymore, and whispered: "Uncle, junior brother, although it is wrong, Master Yin..."
Hua Yangzi interrupted him directly and said, "Can you tell what kind of spell Brother Yin just cast?"
"Fire Cloud Technique." Xuanyang was startled when he heard the words and saw his uncle staring at him thoughtfully.
"Decades ago, the Fire Cloud Technique was nothing, but now, in my Feiyu Sect, apart from you and me, the only one who knows this magic is Senior Brother Cang Yunzi. But Brother Yin is right under your and my nose.
What are your thoughts on this?"
Xuanyang thought for a while and replied: "This is exactly what the disciple has been thinking about. This is really strange. Where did he learn these spells and use them more skillfully than me?"
"Do you think his magic was taught by someone? Do you know why I am so polite to him?"
Xuanyang couldn't answer a series of questions, so he had to ask his uncle for clarification.
"Because he reminds me of a person, an elder of the Feiyu Clan who we all thought had died long ago. But now it seems that he is probably still alive in the world."
"I dare to ask, I wonder which elder in my sect my uncle is talking about?"
Hua Yangzi suddenly let out a long sigh, and his eyes showed the sadness of remembering the past. After he calmed down, he slowly said: "I'm not sure yet, but by tomorrow, the truth of everything may be revealed."
"Tomorrow?" Xuanyang was startled, then his eyes lit up, and he said: "Tomorrow is the day when Cang Songzi comes out of seclusion. After you and your elders discuss it, Master Yin from Maple City will naturally not be able to escape from Uncle Master.
Dharma eyes."
"After the assessment competition is over, please do something for me." Hua Yangzi laughed, his eyes showing the light of hope like a young man.
While the two of them were discussing privately, the battle in the ring was already continuing.
In fact, no need to read any further, Hua Yangzi also knew that Nangong Yan would definitely win.
After all, for Yin Tiancheng, guiding Nangong Yan to find the loopholes in other people's moves is already a familiar task.
Following Yin Tiancheng's instructions, Nangong Yan hit the senior fellow apprentice every time she hit the painful area. After a while, she beat him to a desperate state. If she continued to hit him, not to mention being knocked down by Nangong Yan, he might even be injured.
Seriously injured.
Xuanyang naturally saw the trick. He stood up and stopped the game from time to time, and then announced Nangong Yan as the winner of the game in front of everyone's gaze.
"Brother, the game has not yet been decided, how can you make such a hasty decision!" Qingyun shouted unwillingly. In fact, he couldn't see the final result, but he really couldn't swallow this breath in his heart, and thought it was okay.
Give it a try and hope for a miracle to happen.
But Xuanyang didn't even look at him, and said directly to the apprentice who was competing with Nangong Yan: "Do you have any opinion on this decision of my master?"
"Master's decision is very correct. I am not as good as others, so I can't blame others." The disciple was convinced by the beating. At this moment, he had put down his arrogant posture and bowed his hand to Nangong Yan.
"Well, this is the end of today's assessment, and I will continue tomorrow." After Xuanyang said this, he personally sent Uncle Shi to go home to rest. Others on the podium also left.
"Wow!" All the disciples were around Yin Tiancheng's side, and the stars crowded him back to the guest room like the moon, as if this young talent was the protagonist today.
The crowd retracted, and only Qingyun lonely stood in place. After a long day, he returned to God to make a drink: "Surname Yin, Lao Tzu is not finished with you!"
The beast -like howl floating into Yin Tiancheng's ears that hadn't gone away with the wind, he smiled immediately, stopped and looked back at the past.
A disciple hurriedly told him: "Master Yin, Qingyun Shi Bo and you have forged a beam, you must be careful in the future."
"What about that?" Yin Tiancheng said lightly: "Don't you think he is unlucky today and the falling dog?"
Everyone laughed. Yin Tiancheng still wanted to take a little bit of Qingyun, but saw Nangong Yan's eyes low, and her eyes seemed to be a bit red. I knew that she was a little sad to the Master's end. This made Yin Tiancheng soften.
I no longer bear to say that Qingyun was not, so I sent all these disciples around them and went back to the room.
As soon as he returned to the room, he closed the door tightly and took out the unknown ancient book sent by the immortal.
Now he copys the spells of Feiyumen, and it looks very beautiful on the surface. Everyone takes a master of cultivation of superb power, but only Yin Tiancheng knows that he has no ability to condense the true gas in his body.
Relying on this super power, I am afraid that it has long been exposed to the stuffing.
Chapter completed!