Miao Suwen defeated this Western Monk with one palm. He couldn't believe it. His face was full of surprise, but it was quickly replaced by excitement.
She searched the crowd and quickly locked onto Liang Yan's position. She looked at him with big eyes, looking forward to approval.
Liang Yan nodded slightly and thought to himself: "There is a huge difference between whether there is a true teaching method or not. This person is a casual cultivator. Although he has reached the peak of the third level of Qi refining, he is only in the realm of paper."
Miao Suwen defeated the champion of this arena and was naturally promoted to become the new champion.
Immediately, several court officials appeared in the audience and asked about Miao Suwen's background. According to the rules of this "Water and Land Ceremony", contestants do not need to register, but those who become the champion must record their details.
.Not only one’s own orthodoxy, but also one’s origins and roots must be recorded clearly.
Miao Suwen looked troubled. She was the only daughter of Taichang Temple Minister, a high official in the imperial court. How could she dare to reveal her origins when she ran away to become a monk this time?
Liang Yan moved his lips slightly and secretly sent a message to Miao Suwen. Miao Suwen was hesitating, but after hearing Liang Yan's message, his eyes suddenly lit up, he cupped his hands and shouted: "I am Xiaonanshan Qingxu Guanxiangba
The fifth disciple of Zhenzhen, his Taoist name is Su Huizi!"
Several officials recording on the stage looked at each other in shock after hearing this. Apparently, they had never heard of "Zhen Xiangba", but there were too many people participating in the "Water and Land Dharma Assembly" this time, including Buddhists and Taoists, as well as various other sects.
, simply countless.
It was obviously not the first time that these people encountered this situation. After hearing this, they honestly recorded it in the book, then walked off the stage and announced that the challenge would continue.
After that, people came on stage to challenge one after another, but most of them were casual cultivators who had not passed the first threshold of Qi refining stage. Even though some people were much richer than Miao Suwen in terms of spiritual power alone, when it came to their fighting ability,
How can we compare with the mystery of "The Law of Undetermined Mind"?
Miao Suwen herself has become more confident as she fights. When she first came here, she regarded these people as masters, but now after a round of fighting, she gradually found that these people were just some showy postures. In fact, they themselves were full of flaws.
I can't stop myself from making a few moves.
In just one hour, more than ten people were defeated, and the name "Master Su Hui" in this arena spread instantly.
Many people who were watching the battle in other arenas were attracted. After all, this "Zhenren Suhui" looked like a sixteen-year-old boy from the outside. Everyone was obviously more impressed by the saying "a hero emerges from a boy".
interest.
Just when the arena was surrounded by people, a voice suddenly laughed in the crowd: "Zhen Xiangba? What a coincidence! This person is my best friend, but I don't know when he will stop."
I have such a handsome disciple."
The voice was not loud, but among the noisy crowd, it seemed particularly clear. Everyone present did not know what was going on, but they were stunned to hear this sentence completely, as if it was printed directly in their hearts.
As soon as the voice fell, a figure jumped onto the ring. This person was wearing a snow-white straight-fronted robe, a peach blossom Xiangyun brocade belt around his waist, a folding fan in his hand, his hair tied up with a bamboo hairpin, and his face was seven points.
Handsome.
“My ‘Peach Blossom Young Master’ Zhou Jin, I am a close friend of the same generation as your master, so you can call me Junior Uncle.”
As Zhou Jin said this, he put his left hand behind his back and folded the fan with his right hand. Looking from a distance, he looked like a handsome young man from a troubled world.
Miao Suwen felt angry when he heard this. He secretly took a sip and said to himself: "Who are you? How dare you discuss friendship with your peers!"
She didn't say much, and directly used the "Heart-Undetermined Method". A light blue spiritual power appeared on her fist, and then she stepped forward and punched Zhou Jin.
Zhou Jin laughed loudly when he saw this. He just turned his body to avoid Miao Suwen's punch. At the same time, he folded a fan in his hand and said with a smile: "This beautiful lady, how can you be so considerate?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Miao Suwen knew that her disguise as a man had been seen through by the person in front of her. She was angry in her heart, and she couldn't help but speed up her movements a little more, and her fists danced vigorously, but that
The man in white can always escape gracefully when there is no chance of happening, and occasionally he will recite poems and compose a poem according to his mood, which is quite romantic.
Liang Yan frowned slightly in the audience. Zhou Jin's cultivation has reached the eighth level of Qi refining, and the techniques he uses are quite mysterious. They are definitely not those casual cultivators who cannot be taught the truth. This round of competition
Miao Suwen had absolutely no chance of winning.
He originally planned to let Miao Suwen get away from the stage after she suffered a loss, so as to prevent this little girl from becoming arrogant after winning several games in a row and not knowing the truth about others.
But Zhou Jin on the court became more and more exaggerated, and actually started to tease Miao Suwen with words, such as, "The girl's waist is so thin, Xiao Ke can hold it with one hand.", and "The girl has such a seductive little mouth."
We are so close together, will I be lucky enough to have a kiss?" In short, he kept talking nonsense and claiming to be romantic.
Miao Suwen was a serious lady. Although she had a bit of a wild temper since childhood, she was still well-educated and sensible. How had she ever been treated so frivolously?
These teasing words were suppressed by "Peach Blossom Young Master" Zhou Jin with a secret method. Only Miao Suwen could hear them, and no one in the audience could hear them clearly. Therefore, others only saw Miao Suwen blushing more and more as they fought, and they couldn't help but secretly marveled.
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But if these secret techniques can be concealed from others, how can they be concealed from Liang Yan?
"What a 'peach boy'!"
Liang Yan's eyes narrowed, he pinched a magic formula in his hand, and was about to destroy this person's skill, but he found someone outside the field who was faster than him.
A black shadow flashed like lightning and rushed to Zhou Jin's side almost instantly.
Zhou Jin had just deliberately used a flaw to trick Miao Suwen into stepping forward. At this moment, he turned around and passed by Miao Suwen. He was about to reach out to hug her waist when he heard the sound of wind behind him.
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Zhou Jin also had to be a true disciple and had a lot of experience in fighting. Just hearing the sound of wind behind him, he knew that the person coming was not simple.
He did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly abandoned Miao Suwen, and lightly clapped his palm backwards, and saw peach blossoms in mid-air, filled with fragrance.
But the black figure didn't seem to be hindered by these peach blossoms, and still kicked him. As soon as Zhou Jin turned around, he saw a huge kick had already hit his face.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, and Zhou Jin was kicked backwards.
Miao Suwen was deceived by Zhou Jin's false move just now, and was a little panicked, but in the flash of lightning, he actually saw Zhou Jin being kicked out straight away.
Miao Suwen was completely confused. Before she could realize what happened, she felt herself being lifted up again and then thrown back.
The world around her was spinning. When she regained her feet and regained her composure, she realized that she was on the right side and was thrown right next to Liang Yan.
Now look at the man who just came on stage. He is dressed in black, tall and straight, with broad shoulders and a stern face. The only funny thing is that this man has a bald head and even has a few incense scars.
The man in black didn't say a word after he came on stage. He just raised his fist towards the record-keeping officials in the audience and said:
"A certain monk is a monk at Guangming Temple in Daming Mountain. His Buddhist name is: Yuandai!"