Chapter Three Hundred and Twelve: Teammate Candidates
If both magic weapons are damaged, resulting in a sharp decline in one's own strength, then what's the point of fighting for the position of team leader?
Can you conquer your fellow players? Can you conquer all the forces along the way?
cannot!
Liang Dong had the answer in his mind.
Even if you have spiritual stones, it is not that easy to buy two magic weapons that you can easily get.
Do you want to speak to the Master? The Master is not just his disciple!
I have already made a decision in my heart about the gain and loss of interests, and there is nothing to say if my skills are not as good as others.
Losing a battle does not mean ruining the entire path of cultivating immortality. Just like a gambler, you have to make a desperate move!
Although he said he was admitting defeat, he felt a little confused in his heart, but Liang Dong's demeanor remained calm and resolute.
"I accept it, Senior Brother Liang."
With a movement of his consciousness, he stopped the offensive of the spiritual weapon. Liu Yu held his hands in a distant position without changing his expression and said calmly.
"It's because Liang is not strong enough and is not a match for Junior Brother Liu."
"If he improves his magical abilities even further in his youth, I hope that my junior brother will not hesitate to give me some advice."
Liang Dong said openly.
He felt that his defeat was due to the spiritual weapon, so he was still a little dissatisfied and wanted to find a chance to avenge his past humiliation.
"If Senior Brother Liang is so interested, Qingyang will naturally be waiting for you at any time."
Liu Yu probably understood what he was thinking, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his pupils were still cold, and he said.
What this person doesn't know is that if this fight were not on the stage, he would already be a corpse.
No, it might be the fuel for the Qingyang Demonic Fire.
A battle of wits, related to each other's path, has actually forged quite a lot of grudges.
If given the right opportunity, Liu Yu will naturally not be merciful. He is not a merciful person, and he has never thought of following the rules.
Facing this powerful opponent who had defeated him and the gazes of many of his fellow disciples in the square, Liang Dong felt extremely depressed. After nodding slightly, he jumped away from the fighting stage and disappeared into the crowd.
"The twelfth fighting stage, the winner is Junior Brother Qingyang under Elder Changkong!"
The monk who presided over the fight announced loudly and used the sound transmission spell to spread to the entire square.
Jing Yongqing, who was in the middle of a fierce fight, was in a state of confusion after hearing the news, and his opponent seized the opportunity to pursue him and beat him fiercely.
Other students in the audience also had mixed reactions, but the focus was undoubtedly focused on Liu Yu for a while. After all, he was the only one who succeeded in the challenge.
Among them, Jiang Qiushui was the happiest, after all, this was the person closest to her.
Yan Kai was also overjoyed. This way, he would be sure to join the Qingfeng team. With this opportunity, he could make a lot of money. Wouldn't the resources come rolling in?
Cui Liang's mood was even more complicated. For a moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or jealous, but his heart was extremely bitter.
"Who is this Senior Brother Qingyangzi?"
"You can actually defeat Senior Brother Liang who is in the later stage of Foundation Establishment at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Senior Brother Qingyangzi is truly a role model for our generation!"
"What, it turns out that Senior Brother Qingyang is actually a disciple of Elder Changkong? That's it."
"Senior Brother Qingyang is also proficient in alchemy? Is he a second-level alchemist?"
Many fellow foundation builders in the square were talking a lot, asking each other about Liu Yu's origins.
After a while, Liu Yu's "industry" was revealed to his fellow disciples, whom he had met.
Once they heard that Senior Brother Qingyang was a disciple of Elder Jindan, they felt that this time was normal.
After all, it is normal for the disciples cultivated by Elder Jindan to be much better and stronger than their peers.
Of course, there are a small number of monks who still don't take Liu Yu seriously, but they also remember this name and will not treat them as ordinary monks.
They are the peak foundation-building monks, a group of people who are at the top of the foundation-building realm. They have the capital to "stand out from the rest", and the Three Heroes and Four Heroes are the best among them.
On the high platform where the Foundation Establishment monks could not notice, Liu Yu's performance also made the Jindan elders look slightly sideways.
"Changkong, this is your disciple who is sitting down."
Master Changfeng looked down and asked about the cheap master Li Changkong.
"Yes, it is my new registered disciple who was recommended by the Yan family."
"Now it seems that being recommended by the Yan family really has some merits."
Li Changkong said with a smile.
Although he was only a named disciple, he had always been "taught" by himself.
If a disciple has made good achievements, the master should also have merit, right?
Two disciples from one sect won the position of team leader, which made them proud in front of all the fellow Jindan disciples. Therefore, Li Changkong is in a good mood now.
Even Liu Yu's fight for the position of team leader and the fact that he was not notified were put aside and not pursued.
"Two such outstanding disciples emerged from the same sect. Senior Brother Changkong taught them well."
"I think I still need to learn more from Senior Brother Changkong."
The Jindan monk next to him joked.
"Where, where, I just give you a few pointers, the key is that it is a beautiful jade itself."
Li Changkong waved his hands repeatedly and said politely.
Even though he said this, he still had a bright smile on his face, looking a little proud.
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Strength is one of the important factors in the selection of the team leader, and the one who occupies the largest proportion becomes the "champion", which means that the position of the team leader is guaranteed.
As it has been put into operation in advance and Master Jindan is there, there will basically be no setbacks.
As the winner and the new champion, Liu Yu stood calmly on the fighting stage, feeling all kinds of eyes from all directions, his heart was still and there was no wave in his heart.
It was obviously the first time I had received such attention, but I didn't feel any discomfort at all. It seemed like I was born this way.
"Am I ordinary?"
"No, with the Immortal Mansion in hand, I am naturally extraordinary."
For a moment, the sounds from the outside world seemed to become distant, and Liu Yu felt a sense of enlightenment in her heart.
Feeling the connection with the green light spot in Niwan Palace, he was convinced of this.
Liu Yu knows that this is just the beginning, and the road ahead will be even more exciting.
After the host made the announcement, he took the elixir handed over to him, uncorked the bottle and swallowed it, then sat cross-legged on the spot to refine it and restore his magic power.
Spirit-Building Pill, a special elixir refined by the sect's alchemy hall, can quickly restore mana. It can restore half of a Foundation Establishment monk's mana in about two-quarters of an hour, and has almost no negative effects.
However, it also requires monks to actively refine it and cannot be used in battle.
Part of his mind was paying attention to the external situation, and part of his mind was refining the power of the medicine. Liu Yu silently ran the Qingyang Gong to restore the consumed mana.
With the presence of nine Golden Core Elders and the protection of the presiding officer, safety can still be guaranteed. Even if there is a sudden attack by the Foundation Establishment monks, they will be taken down by the Golden Core Elders.
Two quarters of an hour later, Liu Yu's magic power had almost recovered and he stood up again.
At this time, five of the six hours in the half day have gone, leaving only the last hour.
According to the rules set by Elder Jindan, this time is only enough for one monk to challenge him.
As long as you defeat another fellow disciple, you can become the team leader, gain the power to act alone, and have a team of monks who obey your orders.
Liu Yu put her hands behind her back and looked indifferent, quietly waiting for possible challengers.
…
Half a quarter of an hour later, Liu Yu faced his last opponent.
He has a late-stage foundation-building cultivation and a high-grade offensive spiritual weapon. He and Liang Dong each have their own strengths, and their strength is between equals.
After half an hour of "fierce fighting", Liu Yu finally broke through his opponent's defensive weapon, forcing him to admit defeat and became the ultimate winner.
His leadership battle has also come to an end.
Liu Yu raised his head and looked around.
I found that it was quite early to end the fighting. Including my own one, only four fighting stages ended the battle, and the remaining eight fighting stages were still fiercely contesting.
Obviously at this last moment, the challengers who had been waiting until the end finally couldn't restrain themselves and took action one after another, and none of the twelve fighting platforms were exceptions.
He quietly observed his fellow disciples who were fighting, and learned about the various methods used as a foundation-building monk.
Spiritual beasts, puppets, talismans, magic weapons, secret techniques, and various means emerge in endlessly, and each of them can allow ordinary foundation-building monks to deal with them with all their strength.
This final fight was particularly fierce. Neither side was willing to let go of this opportunity. One of the disciples even had an arm cut off and was still unwilling to give up.
Time passed slowly, and half a day had passed before I knew it.
The twelve fighting stages also returned to calm one after another, and the final winner was determined.
Except for Liu Yu and Wei Xiaoqin who succeeded in the challenge, the other monks failed without exception, which made many fellow disciples in the audience feel regretful.
"After half a day of screening and some discussions with me, the candidates for the leadership of the twelve Qingfeng teams have been finally determined."
"Senior Nephew Li Buyu, Senior Nephew Wei Xiaoqin, Senior Nephew Liu Yu, Senior Nephew Ma Yingjie..., these twelve nephews have been appointed as leaders of the Qingfeng Team."
On the high platform, Master Changfeng stood up and said seriously.
"Disciple obeys the order and will never disappoint the sect's high expectations!"
Under the high platform, Liu Yu, Wei Xiaoqin and other twelve team leaders bowed their heads and shouted in unison under the watchful eyes of more than 300 fellow disciples.
After the official appointment of the elders was completed, they officially became the leaders of the Qingfeng team. Compared with ordinary foundation-building monks, their status was undoubtedly half a level higher.
Among the crowd, there were monks who were envious and admired, and there were also losers who were jealous and sad, such as third senior brother Jing Yongqing.
"It's just a little bit off."
Jing Yongqing tried his best and could defeat the opponent with just a smile. Unfortunately, it was precisely because of this that he lost.
The jealousy towards Liu Yu in his heart not only did not disappear, but became stronger, and the hatred and hostility became more intense, to the point where he could not even hide it.
How keen is Liu Yu's spiritual sense?
It was difficult for him to use his spiritual consciousness in front of Elder Jin Dan. At that moment, he looked to one side with the corner of his eye following his feeling, and happened to see Jing Yongqing, whose face was a little distorted.
Liu Yu's peripheral vision was about to retract at the first touch, and he returned it as if nothing had happened, but he remembered this scene in his heart.
His spiritual sense will never feel wrong. With such strong malice towards him, if given the chance, this person will most likely do harm to him.
"It's unnecessary."
Liu Yu is by no means a person who sits still and waits for death. If given the opportunity, he will choose to strike first and will never wait for something to happen before taking action.
If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake.
"Now that the team leader has been determined, take advantage of the fact that many apprentices and nephews are here today, so you can choose the team members yourself."
An elder named Qi in the late Jindan stage said.
"Yes, we will obey the elder's order!"
The twelve Qingfeng leaders responded in unison, then turned around and looked at the many fellow disciples behind them.
Joining the Qingfeng Team allows you to move relatively freely without having to confront Baiyun Temple directly, and it is very convenient to search for resources, which has various indescribable benefits.
There were many monks in the field who wanted to join, but Elder Jindan couldn't be bold in front of him. He could only cast his eager eyes on the twelve team leaders, hoping that he would be chosen.
At this time, the role of relationships becomes apparent.
There was already a leader of the group, but with a slight wave of his hand, four monks came out, and the number of people was instantly filled.
Among them, Liu Yu's senior sister Li Buyu was like this, and so was Wei Xiaoqin who also succeeded in the challenge.
It is worth mentioning that Jing Yongqing joined Li Buyu’s team.
Liu Yu noticed that this scene was a little regretful. If he joined his team and randomly arranged some tasks at that time, he would be able to get rid of it.
"pity."
He thought with some regret, and then turned his eyes to Jiang Qiushui and Yan Kai. They nodded slightly and motioned for them to come forward.
"Senior Brother Liu is indeed a very powerful person and is truly a role model for our generation of monks!"
Yan Kai eagerly held up his hands and said sincerely.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but his attitude became more cautious.
"Senior brother, congratulations."
Jiang Qiushui's eyes were filled with sparkles as she softly uttered four words.
The person in front of me is always unexpected, and this time is no different.
"Junior Brother Liu, congratulations."
Cui Liang said with some embarrassment.
He had previously said how difficult it was to compete for the position of team leader, but he didn't expect that it would be won by Liu Yu in a blink of an eye. With his thick skin, he felt a little embarrassed at this time.
In response to the congratulations from the three of them, Liu Yu just nodded slightly and did not forget about his achievements.
"Junior Sister Jiang, Junior Brother Yan, and Senior Brother Cui, are you willing to join Liu's team?"
His face straightened and he asked solemnly.
"Of course I am willing, thank you Senior Brother Liu (Junior Brother appreciates it!)"
The three of them said in unison without hesitation.
Liu Yu put her hands behind her back and smiled with satisfaction when she saw this.
In this way, the team has gathered four people, and there is only one spot left, which is perfect.
"Do you want to choose from strangers in the square? Or let the Yan family support one person?"
This thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind, and her eyes wandered uncertainly among the crowd in the square.
Wherever he looked, he saw many fellow disciples greeting him with gestures, and even a bold female cultivator had flirtatious eyes and sent out ambiguous hints.
No matter what his fellow disciples thought or reacted, he still looked as normal, looking for a suitable "teammate".
In the end, Liu Yu's eyes stopped somewhere on the left side of the square.
It was a female nun wearing a purple outfit with a red cloak behind her. Her skin was sickly pale.
She has black pupils and long hair as bright as blood. She is far away from any group and stands alone in the corner.
"Leng Yuexin"
Liu Yu has heard of her name and some rumors about her.
This woman was originally a monk with dual spiritual roots. She had reached the perfection of Qi refining at the age of thirty-eight. However, when everyone was optimistic about her future, she failed to build the foundation.
Not only that, the failure of foundation building also left serious consequences, causing the speed of absorbing spiritual energy to be less than one-tenth of the original, almost losing the possibility of hitting the foundation building bottleneck again.
She fell from the "proud daughter of heaven" to the altar, to the point where she was despised by her classmates who were originally sought after.
From then on, Leng Yuexin lived in seclusion and disappeared from everyone's sight. No one knew what she had done.
However, when this woman appeared in front of people again, she was already a monk in the foundation-building stage, and her temperament changed drastically after practicing magic techniques, becoming very extreme and weird.
Her originally black long hair also turned as bright red as blood, making people afraid to approach her.
Yuanyang Sect is a neutral sect that allows the practice of magic skills, but after all, only a very small number of monks practice it, and most of the monks still practice normal skills.
Of course, those who practice magic arts are ostracized by most of their fellow sects, and because of their skills, it is impossible for them to get close to each other.
Therefore, these demonic practitioners account for nearly half of the "lone wolf" seats, and those who suffer the fastest and most casualties are often these monks.
"The solitary monk also means that it is relatively "simple" and easier to control in a certain way."
"I won't openly confront myself, and I have practiced magic skills, so my strength should not be weak."
"Leng Yuexin, maybe this girl is a good candidate?"
Thinking of this, Liu Yu's heart moved.
While he was thinking, he happened to look into those dim, cold, but beautiful eyes.