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Chapter 5 Justifying the Name of Martial Skills

"It's hard to say, let's see again." Lin Ruo didn't say anything like the percentage.

Some time ago, Lin Ruo conducted intensive training in his Taoist skills and also studied the combined use of Taoist skills.

Originally, Lin Ruo's understanding of Taoism was not very deep, but Shang Tianyue's practice of Taoism inspired Lin Ruo a lot. Now, the use of Taoism is not Lin Ruo's weakness.

The reason why Lin Ruo didn't say how certain he was was because he had confidence in himself. Lin Ruo believed that with the combination of his Taoist skills and combat skills, coupled with his killer spiritual skills, Shen Hanyu would not be able to withstand him no matter how strong he was. of.

"I lost!" Fang Fang took two steps back, sheathed his sword and bowed to Duan Yue.

"Keep working hard from now on, Shen Hanyu wins in the sixth round." Duan Yue nodded slightly to Shen Hanyu. Although Shen Hanyu was not from Wuwei Taoist Academy, Duan Yue still admired his superb Taoist skills.

Shen Hanyu bowed slightly towards the rostrum and exited the martial arts arena.

"Have you seen Xinghai? Hanyu's Taoism has a lot for you to learn from." Shen Xinghe said to his younger brother beside him.

"Not to mention cultivation, in terms of understanding of Taoism, Hanyu is at the master level." Shen Xinghai nodded and said.

"The seventh situation, Wuwei Taoist Academy Bai Zhantang versus Fengyun Wuzong Wanyang." Shui Qianhe continued to read the name tag.

Wan Yang is a member of the Wan family of Fengyun Wuzong and is a rising star.

Wan Yang was a newcomer who had just entered the Emperor level. He was no match for Bai Zhantang. After a few moves, Bai Zhantang defeated Wan Yang.

The first round was over in less than an hour and a half. There were more than forty disciples from the three sects participating in the conference, which was more than twenty rounds. The winner was determined by a dozen moves with widely different strengths.

"The first round is over. Let's rest for half an hour before starting the next round." Duan Yue stood up and announced.

"Your Majesty, these people are the elites of the younger generation of the Bauhinia Empire. They want to form a law enforcement team. This idea is a good one. Our Tianfeng Empire can also learn from it." said the upper-level Taoist Emperor who was following Tuoba Tiandu.

"This is a good idea. Let's watch their competition first. If the imperial giants do not participate in the war, we have a chance to merge the Bauhinia Empire into the territory of our Tianfeng Empire." The Tuoba family has its own huge ambitions. Ambition.

In the era when the merchants were still in power, Tuoba Zongheng began to cultivate an emperor-level team, which was to capture the Bauhinia Empire without the emperor-level giants participating in the war.

In the war between the three sects and the merchants, all the emperor-level giants participated in the war. That was because that war was not a war between countries, but a battle between forces and forces. It was a life and death battle.

If other countries go to war against the Bauhinia Empire, Shang Tianji will not participate in the war. At worst, the country will be gone, but the merchant will still exist. He can also ask for help from the three major sects and let his disciples join the war.

After resting for half an hour, the second round of fighting began.

Lin Ruo calculated and knew that there were twelve battles in the second round, which meant that there were still twenty-four contestants who had not been eliminated.

"The second round begins now." Duan Yue stood up and announced.

"In the first game, Feng Xin from Star Palace faced off against Star Palace." Shui Qianhe read as he looked at the name tag.

"I'm lucky, I didn't meet any pervert." Feng Xin stood up and walked towards the ring.

"Zhanyan, we are facing each other." When they arrived on the ring, Feng Xin raised her hand to Fu Zhanyan.

"Senior Brother Feng, Zhanyan knows that he is no match for him, but to admit defeat without fighting is not my character. So I still need to ask for some advice." Fu Zhanyan bowed slightly to Feng Xin and said.

"Zhanyan's words are serious. After the conference is over, let's go to Lin Ruo's place and have a good drink."

The last time the Blood Fiend Space group came together, the disciples from the Zhenwu Hall of the Wuwei Taoist Academy and the Xingchen Pavilion of the Xingchen Shrine got very close, and the relationship was very good.

"Okay, please give me some advice from Senior Brother Feng." Fu Zhanyan stretched out the long sword in his hand, struck out one sword in the air, and then struck out with the second sword in front of Feng Xin.

The Qingming Sword in Feng Xin's hand swung to meet Fu Zhanyan's sword.

Fu Zhanyan struck halfway with his sword, and then made a change that went against common sense, from a straight cut to a horizontal cut.

"Well done!" The Qingming Sword in Feng Xin's hand also changed accordingly. He first sent out a sword energy, then slashed it out sideways and started to counterattack.

Their sword skills are the same, they are both fighting fast. Their figures are tumbling in the field, and their sword energy is flying in the air.

Feng Xin behaved very gracefully, controlling his cultivation at the peak of the primary emperor level. Compared with Fu Zhanyan in swordsmanship, body skills and combat awareness, he did not use his intermediate emperor level cultivation to suppress him.

After fighting for a quarter of an hour, Feng Xin's sword energy cut off a lock of Fu Zhanyan's hair, causing Fu Zhanyan to sheath his sword and stop fighting.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Feng, for your teaching." Fu Zhan Yanbai was convinced, and he also admired Feng Xin.

Fu Zhanyan knew very well that Feng Xin fought with him with the cultivation level of the first-level emperor, which meant that he was sincerely competing with himself and took the victory or defeat very lightly.

Nodding, Feng Xin retracted his sword and raised his hand towards the rostrum.

"This round, Feng Xin wins." Duan Yue nodded to Feng Xin, approving in his heart, because he showed grace and style in the game. Only with this kind of grace and style can others admire him.

"He has the demeanor of a general. He will be a man of his own in the future." Jiang Nan admired Feng Xin's demeanor very much.

"In the second round, Bai Zhantang from the Star Palace will face Hao Zhennan from the Wuwei Taoist Academy." Shui Qianhe called out the list for the next round.

"Bald, let's see if your yelling works this time?" Ning Dong, who was eliminated in the last round, looked at Hao Zhennan and said.

"It doesn't matter, I'm participating in the second round. If you have the ability, you can also enter the second round!" Hao Zhennan glanced at Ning Dong with an arrogant look and walked onto the ring with his neck crooked.

"Hao Zhennan has met Senior Brother Bai." When they arrived on the ring, Hao Zhennan bowed his hands to Bai Zhantang.

"Bald man, please don't yell at me. Your yelling or tactics are of no use to me." Bai Zhantang said with a smile.

"That's it, who is Senior Brother Bai? How can I dare to do anything in front of Senior Brother Bai?" Hao Zhennan was talking, while methodically adding a protective air mask and the wind technique to himself.

"Are you ready?" Bai Zhantang asked Hao Zhennan.

"Senior Brother Bai, your drinking capacity is not that good?" Hao Zhennan did not answer Bai Zhantang's words, but instead asked a question that Bai Zhantang had not expected.

"You... you are so shameless." Because when Bai Zhantang was thinking about what Hao Zhennan meant by asking, Hao Zhennan began to attack, with a freezing spell followed by a thunder and lightning spell.

Thunder and lightning magic is Hao Zhennan's unique skill. There are very few people who know thunder magic, because the thunder element is the most difficult to communicate and requires a high level of talent.

"Is it shameless? People who know me say that, but I'm used to it." Hao Zhennan muttered, but kept using Taoist magic in his hands.

"I'm so angry." Duan Yue stared, stunned by Hao Zhennan's unreasonable behavior one after another.

"Brother Duan, don't be angry. In fact, it's nothing. Everyone's personality is different. It's impossible for you to force a bald head like Feng Xin." Jiang Nan persuaded Duan Yue.

"This generation of Wuwei Taoist Academy has really produced a lot of talents. Isn't this bald man a talent? This is a talent that will cause headaches to the opponent." Lan Feitian's evaluation of Hao Zhennan was very loyal.

Although Hao Zhennan came up with endless weird tricks, he couldn't cultivate enough to Bai Zhantang, and was finally forced by Bai Zhantang to put away his scepter and admit defeat.

"In this round, Bai Zhantang wins!" Duan Yue glared at Hao Zhennan, but didn't scold him even though there were so many people.

Hao Zhennan rubbed his bald head and returned to the camp of Wuwei Taoist Temple, ignoring the contempt of others.

"In the third round, Wuwei Taoist Academy Lin Ruo versus Xingchen Shrine Yun Luoyu, eh!" Shui Qianhe was stunned after reading the name. He didn't expect these two to face off so quickly.

When the names of these two people were read out, there was a sudden silence in the stadium, because everyone in the three sects knew that these two people were the favorites to win the championship.

Lin Ruo adjusted his shirt and slowly walked to the ring.

"Wuwei Taoist Academy Lin Ruo." Lin Ruogong said with cupped hands.

"Yun Luoyu! I heard that you defeated Shi Xingtang from our Star Palace. He used Morning Star Fist and Star King Palm. Today I want to rectify the names of Morning Star Fist and Star King Palm." Yun Luoyu looked at Lin Ruo and said.

"Really? Then I will learn your Morning Star Fist and Star King Palm." Lin Ruo swung the God-killing Jian in his hand behind him and shot it onto the wooden pillar hanging with brocades outside the ring.


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