A few months passed in the blink of an eye. On the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, groups of monks in different costumes, Luo Yi, flew to the top of Mount Tai. Some were participating in the competition, some came to cheer for their friends, and some
Many monks come here simply to watch the fun.
As soon as Zhang Yungang landed on the top of Mount Tai with the Zhengyi Sect's team, several cruel and malicious eyes glanced at him. He couldn't help but frown and looked at these people along the way. Some of them he knew, and some of them were him.
Those who have never met before undoubtedly have grudges against him, or some of the monks he killed include their relatives and friends. Then he snorted coldly, followed the master, followed the Buddhist disciples who led the way, and headed towards the Taoist accommodation allocated.
walk to the area.
The three senior monks who were leading the crowd in the alchemy cultivation were three of the people he had tortured in the Guandi realm. At this moment, the three of them did not hide the murderous intention in their hearts, and at the same time used the alchemy...
Dan Qi's powerful momentum pressed towards Zhang Yun.
"Master Zhang, you have made a good disciple! You have to watch him carefully, lest he be accidentally released one day and be slaughtered!" One of the alchemy monks said fiercely, his words full of the smell of gunpowder.
Zhang Yunzheng's breathing was stagnant due to the pressure of the momentum, and when his steps were a little heavy, Zhang Wuji suddenly waved his right hand, and a light sky-blue light shield enveloped Zhang Yun in it, repelling the pressure on him.
Then, with a big belly, he laughed and said to the monk who was talking: "Who was I at that time? It turned out to be Brother Ha from the Angel Sect! Brother Ha, thank you, the apprentice is indeed good. It's just that my disciple has been outside all the time.
He just came back unscathed recently. I heard that everyone who tried to kill him ended up being killed by him!"
He ignored the livid monk surnamed Ha opposite him, but turned his head and smiled at Zhang Yun and said: "Haha, little four, you don't recognize this one, do you? It's the elder Hamanha of the Angel Sect. You two are old acquaintances. Let's get closer in the future."
Get close! Also, be sure to ask the other person’s name before you hit them next time, otherwise it will be very embarrassing when they meet again! Hahaha.”
"You, you" Ha's face turned pale with anger, his mouth was open but no sound came out.
Zhang Yun nodded quickly and looked like he was being taught, and walked forward behind his master, but he couldn't help but snickered in his heart: "It seems that my master is not a good person. What he said just now was a combination of words and words.
It was so sharp that I was so angry that I almost vomited blood."
Entering the residence arranged by the Buddhist deacon disciples, Zhang Wuji suddenly and solemnly said to Zhang Yun: "Xiaosi, it seems that you have committed many crimes! Especially the demon sect, the angel sect and Christianity, the monks you beat in the Guandi realm
, four of the five people alive now belong to these three sects. They are intimidated by Taoism and they dare not deal with you blatantly, but you have to be careful about what they do behind your back. In principle, killing is not allowed in the next game.
, but accidental casualties are still inevitable. They may order the participating disciples of their sect to kill you, so you have to be careful."
Zhang Yun also nodded in agreement with a solemn expression, then bowed and went back to his room to rest.
During dinner time, Zhang Yun met Fairy Zixia. In order to avoid suspicion, the two of them just smiled and nodded to each other. However, the beautiful female disciples beside Zixia all looked at him with burning eyes, which made him quite embarrassed.
After dinner, the alchemy monks from each sect gathered together for a meeting, where they drew lots to determine the groupings for the competition.
The monks participating in the Juyuan group competition are divided into eight groups, with nine people in each group. Each person participates in eight group competitions. The winner gets three points, the draw gets one point each, and the loser gets zero points. The one with the most points in each group
The two advance to participate in the next knockout round. The first place in one group will play against the second place in the second ancestor. The first place in the second group will play against the second place in one group. The winner will advance to the quarterfinals, and then they will be regrouped to play until the final.
First, second and third place
Because the number of monks participating in the condensation group was small, they were only divided into four groups, and the rules were the same as those in the Juyuan group.
Zhang Yun held in his hand the group list and the detailed information of the participating monks that his master had just sent over, and studied it carefully.
Wang Chao was divided into a group. The only monk in the group in the late stage of the Condensation was Christian Bill. The others were relatively average in strength. It seemed that there would be no problem for the eldest brother Wang Chao to enter the finals;
The second group was hailed as the group of death in this conference by the monks who talked about it outside. Yixiu, a monk from the Demon Sect, Wang Tianheng, a disciple of the Kulinggen of Shaolin Temple, Zhao Bing'er and Zhao Yan'er sisters from the Taoist Sanqing Temple, and Geng Yuanfeng, a lay disciple of the Emei Buddhist Sect.
, all of them are the favorites to win this championship. Unexpectedly, they are assigned to the same group. Some monks joked that this group will stage a championship battle in advance.
He was divided into three groups. Except for Zhou Yiling, the direct disciple of Fairy Zixia, the other seven monks in the three groups were nothing to worry about.
Among the four groups, the most likely to win is Apaz from the Angel Cult, and there is also a ghost cultivator named Mei Li. This is his first time participating in the conference competition, and his strength is unknown.
Zhang Yun secretly memorized the information of these monks, then sat cross-legged and meditated to restore himself to the best condition and prepare for tomorrow's competition.
Early the next morning, Zhang Yun, led by the Buddhist deacon disciples, came to the arena for the three groups of competitions. Overnight, eight tall and spacious stone platforms were built on the square. The stone platforms were made of large pieces of granite.
The stone slab is covered with complex runes, and it should be a large and stable formation.
Each of the nine participating monks participated in eight games. They could choose to fight one game and rest one game. The capable monks could also propose to fight eight games in a row. After Zhang Yun knew the rules of the competition, he resolutely chose to fight eight games in a row.
field.
As soon as he came on the stage, he released the Heart-Breaking Sword, pouring his spiritual energy into it. The Heart-Breaking Sword attacked the opponent with a loud roar. After three consecutive blows, the opponent vomited blood and fell to the ground. He gave up and left the field. This attracted the watching monks in the audience.
bursts of applause.
Zhang Yun showed his unyielding strength, attracting many female disciples to come and watch. However, there were fewer and fewer male disciples. They all found it boring to see him defeat his opponent in just a few breaths, so most of them ran to watch.
group competition.
In less than one stick of incense, Zhang Yun knocked down seven people. The last one to come on stage was Zhou Yiling, a female disciple of the Quanzhen Sect and a direct disciple of Zixia Fairy. She stared at him unabashedly as soon as he came on stage.
Looking at it, a pair of charming phoenix eyes were full of fire, and he smiled sweetly and whispered: "Senior Brother Yun, please let me do it! I am my master's disciple!"
Listening to her meaningful and somewhat contradictory words, Zhang Yun couldn't help but blush. He glanced at Fairy Zixia who was watching the battle in the audience, and thought to himself: "Although Zhou Yiling is Zixia's disciple this time, why?
You can be considered a mother-in-law, so I have to show some mercy to whatever I say. Anyway, I have won seven games, so I will have no problem entering the finals. I might as well have fun with her next!"
Thinking of this, he smiled awkwardly and said: "Junior sister, you are joking, I want to ask you to show your kindness! Please don't beat me too badly."
"Haha, I will definitely do it! Brother Yun, please come!" After Zhou Yiling said this, she opened her posture and released the magic weapon. What she used turned out to be a Huntian Ling magic weapon, which was obviously mainly used to trap enemies. With another hand, another one came out.
The top sword-shaped spiritual treasure appeared in his hand.
Zhang Yun did not choose to attack violently this time. Instead, he held the Heart-Breaking Sword and launched a light body attack to fight Zhou Yilingyou.
Zhou Yiling's cultivation level is indeed much higher than that of the other seven people, and his spiritual power is also much more profound. He is also quite proficient in using the Five Elements magic power, which makes it a little difficult for Zhang Yun to resist.
An hour later, a monk in the alchemy stage who was in charge of refereeing the arena called a halt to the game, allowing the two to end in a draw, with each receiving one point.
Zhou Yiling smiled brightly, said hello to Zhang Yun, jumped off the stage, pulled Fairy Zixia's arm with a reproachful look on her face and began to act coquettishly.
Zhang Yun entered the quarterfinals ahead of schedule with a total score of 22 points. His own competition could come to an end for the time being, and he felt relaxed. He strolled to the nearby ring to observe the competitions of other groups.
As expected, Wang Chao challenged eight consecutive games just like Zhang Yun. Except for meeting Bill in the first game, which took a little more time, he actually ended the game one step earlier than himself, winning eight consecutive games and accumulating 24 points. There is no doubt that
Entering the finals as first place in the group.
The second group of matches was the most watched and the most exciting arena. The two sisters Bing'er and Yan'er were not only beautiful, but they also had all kinds of magic weapons and spiritual treasures on their bodies.
The spells were also dazzling, with flames and ice reflecting each other on the arena from time to time.
When Zhang Yun came over, he caught up with two sisters fighting against Wang Tianheng from the Shaolin Temple. The Kulinggen monk was indeed very powerful and long-lasting. He was not in a hurry to attack, but just dealt with every move. After half an hour passed,
The two girls seemed a little impatient and seemed to have consumed a lot of spiritual power, so they finally used their combined attack skill: the three layers of ice and fire.
The two completely different spiritual powers of ice and fire, under the stimulation of the two women's spells, transformed into an ice python with three heads. It sprayed extremely cold flames from its mouth and attacked Wang Tianheng.
Wang Tianheng shook his hands and released a golden bead. He shot out a magic spell, forming a golden shield around his body, which blocked the cold flame attacks of the three ice pythons. Although the shield was also consumed, Wang Tianheng couldn't help it.
With the continuous injection of spiritual power, it seems that the three ice pythons will not be able to break through the shield's defense in a short period of time.
There was a stalemate on the battlefield, and an hour later, the referee declared a draw.
Zhang Yun watched another match between Yiseng Yixiu and Geng Yuanfeng before returning to his residence. This Yiseng Yixiu truly lived up to his reputation. His magic skills were so superb that he was able to fight Geng Yuanfeng, who was also at the peak of his liquid condensation stage. He could only parry and was unable to fight back.
Just when Geng Yuanfeng was about to admit defeat, Yixiu suddenly flew up and kicked Geng Yuanfeng in the crotch. It seemed that Geng Yuanfeng, the man who inherited the family line, could not be saved.
This Xiu was indeed vicious and cruel. After the game, he ignored everyone's contempt and abuse and walked off the stage as if he was content. If there were not Buddhist monks to maintain order, there is no doubt that all the monks in the audience would have swarmed up and messed him up.
Beat to death.
Zhang Yun did not watch the competition between the four groups. He heard that the nine people were relatively close in strength and the battle was very tense. What was surprising was that Gui Xiu Meili, who participated in the competition for the first time, actually defeated four people in a row on the first day.