Zhang Yi's cultivation level is much higher than that of Jiang Yan. It is really easy to get close to him without anyone noticing.
Only when the young man is frightened into showing his ugly face in public can he ease his unhappiness.
Seeing that he was about to put his hand on his shoulder, Jiang Yan seemed to notice something at this critical moment, and suddenly took a big step forward, avoiding Zhang Yi's hand.
Jiang Yan turned around, her cat eyes widening, and she was horrified to find someone standing behind her.
The man also stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch him.
Jiang Yan rubbed the uncontrollable goosebumps on his arms, retreated for more than ten feet before standing still, crossed his chest and asked: "What are you going to do to me?"
Zhang Yi was shaken by that overly beautiful face and couldn't react for a moment.
I thought Jiang Yan was the name of a male cultivator, but I didn’t expect that I almost offended the beauty!
Zhang Yi quickly handed over his hand and said apologetically: "Fellow Taoist, don't blame me. I am Zhang Yi of the Tianyan Sword Sect."
"Return to the same faction, Jiang Yan." Jiang Yan frowned and stared at Zhang Yi warily.
Before Zhang Yi could speak to Jiang Yan, following him, other Tianjiao disciples also passed through the mushroom forest and climbed to the top of Wuling Mountain.
"Wulu Mountain, Bai Qian, Golden Ying Zi, No. 9, No. 10."
"Shenjimen, cosine,..."
"Wuyun Sect..."
……
New names and serial numbers continue to appear on the towering stone tablets.
The elders of various forces waiting in mid-air also took action from time to time to fish out the disciples trapped in the poisonous mushroom forest.
The action of elders from various forces naturally means that their disciples lose the qualification to compete for the list of geniuses.
The talented disciples who climbed to the top of Wuling Mountain were numbered one by one.
Those who cannot pass the first round can only continue to be unknown and become the green leaves that set off the genius.
All three members of the Guiyi faction successfully climbed to the top of Wuling Mountain.
Wen Caiwei was protected by Wen Caihe all the way, and with the help of four male cultivators who diligently explored the route, although it was slower, not even a hair was hurt, and she reached the top of the mountain safely.
Her and Wen Caihe's serial numbers are 144 and 143 respectively.
The Gu King of Yu Mingyue is like a fish in water in the mushroom forest, so it is above the Wen sisters, exactly number one hundred.
Not long after Wen Caiwei, Yan Mingyue and Jiang Yan met at the boiling mountain top lake, the first round of the genius battle, which lasted nearly six hours, came to an end.
A total of 180 people entered the second round of the Prodigy Battle.
On the flying boat of Tianyan Sword Sect, a person slowly fell down, and the elder who presided over the battle of Tianjiao finally showed his face.
"I am Qi Shusheng of the Tianyan Sword Sect. Thanks to the support of my fellow Taoists from the nine major sects, I will be the host of this Tianjiao Battle."
The words were spoken modestly, but in a condescending manner.
Lin Yige immediately regained his energy, reached out his consciousness in the Void Refining Stage, and looked at Qi Shusheng, who looked like a skinny young man.
Qi Shusheng is probably in the late stage of spiritual transformation, and his level of cultivation will not be able to break through to the level of stability in the Void Refining stage even if he is given another hundred years.
Listening to the tone of his voice, Lin Yige was sure that Qi Shusheng was the one who suggested tampering with the lottery.
According to the attitude he spoke at that time, there might be another powerful person on the Tianyan Sword Sect's flying boat who has a higher level of cultivation and is even in the Void Refining stage.
We need to find an opportunity to let him understand some principles of life!
Qi Shusheng continued: "You must have already understood the rules of the battle between geniuses, so I won't repeat them here."
After saying that, he waved his hand and threw out a large handful of jade beads, which crashed like broken ice and fell into the boiling mountaintop lake.
"Now let's start the lottery. Among these jade beads, those with even numbers and odd numbers should go to the mountain top lake to pick up the jade beads."
As soon as Qi Shusheng finished speaking, a monk dived into the boiling mountaintop lake, and soon jumped out of the water excitedly, holding his jade beads high.
Someone took the initiative, and other monks also dived into the lake to look for jade beads.
About a quarter of an hour later, all ninety people got a jade bead in their hands, including Jiang Yan.
The jade bead in his hand indeed corresponds to No. 2 Zhang Yi.
Following the instructions of the Tianyan Sword Sect elder, everyone piled the jade beads under the towering stone tablet.
There was a flash of light, and the jade beads disappeared.
The list on the stone tablet changed for a while, and was divided into left and right groups according to the results of the draw.
After the lottery is completed, the next step is naturally the battle.
Everyone’s sects and names are listed, and there is no way to escape or shirk.
Qi Shusheng set up sixty-four formation flags on the shore of Summit Lake, and threw eight token-shaped jade talismans into the air. In an instant, there were eight crystal clear arenas on the boiling lake.
The arena is suspended in the air, isolating the heat and water vapor of the mountaintop lake, forming a world of its own.
Within three days after the tidal season begins on Wuling Island, the water in the lake at the top of Wuling Mountain will evaporate, and the loose and porous lake bottom rocks will be baked and melted, turning into orange magma.
By that time, Uling Island has been submerged to the top of the mountain by the high tide, and the magma will spray out like fireworks.
The collision of water and fire will annihilate the vitality of this place again.
Time was limited, so Qi Shusheng caught the numbers in the air and threw numbers 1 to 8 onto the eight stages respectively.
Seeing that the first show actually included talented disciples from the nine major sects, Tu Baicao was so excited that he simply distracted himself.
Divine consciousness transformed into eight paths, focusing on one arena respectively, and controlling eight jade pens at the same time, recording the advantages and disadvantages of this generation of geniuses fighting against the disciples of various sects and sects.
After the Tianjiao battle is over and sorted out, this jade slip will appear in the library of the Guiyi sect for disciples to borrow and study.
Lin Yige didn't want to disturb the Sixth Senior Brother who rarely made contributions to the sect, so he took advantage of everyone paying attention to the battle on the eight arenas and quietly used his sword to reach Wen's flying boat.
Wen Zongyi directly welcomed her into the flying boat, arranged spiritual fruit tea, and watched the competition together at the head of the boat.
After Qi Shusheng arranged the eight arenas, he looked at Jiang Yan in the first arena, and then glanced at the other two Jindan monks from the Guiyi Sect who were waiting, with a hint of pride in his eyes.
After three hundred and fifty years, the disciples of the Guiyi Sect can appear on the list of geniuses again.
It's a pity that it was short-lived.
After the first battle, there was no more disciple of the Guiyi Sect on the list of geniuses.
After gaining and then losing, what could shake the mentality of the disciples of the Guiyi Sect more than this and make people regret it endlessly?
"Everyone, please choose to fight according to the results of the draw, or give up and admit defeat." Qi Shusheng said.
Of course, the proud men who participate in the war of genius will never give up easily.
Zhang Yi couldn't wait to jump onto the ring, stood opposite Jiang Yan, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, you and I are really destined!"
Without saying a word, Jiang Yan pulled out his sword and said with a straight face: "It's okay not to have this evil fate!"
