Chapter 197: Sword Sect, Su Bei, please advise! Decisive battle on the Immortal Platform! (2)
Wenren Pingxin was silent for a moment, and then said calmly:
"Since it has been assigned to the tenth division, there is nothing we can do about it. Elder Wang's move does not violate the rules of the competition system."
Xi Qingyi nodded. He did not come here to ask Wenren Pingxin to ask for an explanation from the elder Xi of the Holy Land. He just came here because he felt grievances.
For Jian Zong, if he is afraid because of the extra half-step of Hedao, how can he win over Wu Hua Que?
He looked back at Su Bei again and said without saltiness:
"We are both elders of the Holy Land, why don't you have so much power?"
Su Bei had a dark look on his face.
Then he went back to Jian Zong's station to look for a few disciples.
Xiao Ruoqing and Mo Li both closed their eyes and silently circulated their spiritual energy.
Sword Girl, wearing a plain-colored ruqi, sat quietly next to the two of them, looking at the sign in her hand in a daze.
For some reason, when Su Bei looked at Sword Girl, he always felt as if she had something on her mind and seemed restless.
"Sword Girl, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"
Su Bei walked over to her and sat down, looking towards the Climbing Platform in the Tenth Division. The fighting above was in full swing, and the sound of fierce collisions continued to echo between heaven and earth.
Sword Lady pursed her lips and looked at Su Bei, not knowing what to say to him.
Two days ago, in that restaurant, I met a strange man. In other words, that man was the most likely person to know his life experience.
Even... it could very well be the father he has never met.
Seeing Sword Lady's hesitation, Su Bei lowered his head and looked at the token in her hand, and said softly:
"Did you agree to meet that person at the restaurant today?"
Sword Girl's eyes were obviously a little shocked. It turned out that her master knew about the man she met in the restaurant that day.
A smile appeared on Su Bei's lips, and he reached out his hand and gently touched Sword Girl's head.
"Since you agreed to my promise, let's go."
Although I was downstairs that day, I just released my selfless state and was always paying attention to Sword Girl's surroundings. Although the middle-aged man's aura was well hidden and he looked like an ordinary person, Su Bei was obviously
You can feel his unusualness.
Approaching the Sword Girl so deliberately...
Although I didn't understand the man's intention, it was obvious that he seemed to know something about Sword Girl.
Sword Lady looked at Su Bei's eyes, bit her thin lips, took a deep breath, and shook her head as if she had made up her mind.
Su Bei was obviously a little surprised and asked doubtfully:
"Why don't you go again?"
Sword Girl put the sign in her pocket, smiled reluctantly at Su Bei, and gestured:
"Sword Girl already has a master, and Sword Girl doesn't care about anything else!"
"If Sword Lady really goes without telling Master, Master will definitely feel uncomfortable..."
"..."
Even if he has already guessed in his mind, that man is probably his father whom he has never met, but so what?
The whole person seemed to have fallen into a beautiful dream, like a weak butterfly struggling in a spider web. It was Master who gave him everything.
——As a weak person, you can’t do anything without your master.
Su Bei's heart moved and he sighed slightly. Did his consideration for others overwhelm his own desire?
Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is also part of her weakness, but in his eyes, it is a quality as precious as gold.
"Master, isn't the Sword Girl very useless?"
"It's embarrassing for Master. Master obviously gave up this precious opportunity."
Yesterday in Yaoyan's courtyard, I was the only one who had not understood anything at all.
Su Bei turned his head and saw tears streaming down his face when he saw that beautiful face.
Seeing Su Bei looking at her, Sword Lady quickly wiped away her tears and still looked at Su Bei with a smile, but her tears couldn't stop falling.
Su Bei gently stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then gently held her in his arms.
Today, he finally understood why she had been so depressed since he accepted her as his disciple.
The pressure was that she suddenly put tremendous pressure on her. Even though she said she didn't care about it, in her heart she felt that this was the only thing she could do for herself.
Su Bei's expression softened, he smiled and sighed, took her little hand, put it next to her ear, and said softly:
"In my heart, as a teacher, you are unique and irreplaceable."
"Even if you are not on the high platform that day, my master still wants to accept you as his disciple."
Let her know that she is not the woman in the corner that no one cares about, and that her beautiful qualities are greater than her talent and everything else.
The expressions on Sword Girl's face changed rapidly, from shyness to joy to relief. More and more tears gathered in her eyes. Finally, she let go completely and cried, lying on Su Bei's chest.
The butterfly, bound by fate, seemed to have finally broken free from the cobweb, fluttering in the air and flying into the vastness.
Su Bei patted her back gently, looked at the elder's stage with a faint look, looked at Donghuang above, smiled slightly, and then looked at the empty chair next to him, thoughtfully.
Nanhuang never arrived.
...
Wucheng, restaurant.
An elegant middle-aged man was sitting by the window. The long and wide street was bustling with activity on weekdays, but not a single pedestrian was seen at the moment.
On the table is a bowl of tea and a dragon and phoenix sign inlaid with gold and jade.
Engraved on it are two large gilt characters: Tranquility.
It seems to have been made overnight, and you can still see the traces of gilding on it.
The bowl of tea was filled with mist, and the man's eyes were quietly looking at a trace of young leaves floating in the bowl.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the tea in the tea bowl became completely cold and the young leaves sank to the bottom.
The middle-aged man stood up indifferently and looked out the window.
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Perhaps just like decades ago, she never waited for her.
"Sir, it's getting late, it's time to go to the Immortal Platform."
The thin man said with a hoarse voice.
The elegant man stood up, nodded lightly, turned and left.
The tea bowl is still there, peaceful.
...
Qingyun Mountain, Dengxiantai.
boom--
Terrifying sounds continued to resound throughout the world, and Su Bei looked at the monks on the stage of the 10th Division.
The war started very quickly. There were originally hundreds of sects, but under the new regulations of the Holy Land, only those who were transformed into gods were allowed to participate in the battle, so the number of people was quickly reduced to very few.
The night is already dark.
Soon, on the ten arenas in the tenth division, only ten sects were left.
An elder of the Holy Land looked at the outcome that had been decided, nodded and looked at the sects remaining on the ring. His eyes were overlooking the top of the mountain. The plain and powerful voice, like thunder, sounded in everyone's ears.
There was a rumble:
"Congratulations to the ten remaining sects in the tenth competition area!"
"You will be qualified to challenge the guarding sect in the tenth division, the Sword Sect!"
"..."
After hearing what the Holy Land elder said, all the sect elders on the stage breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement in their eyes.
They never thought they could defeat the Sword Sect, but now that they can stay in this arena, the title of One Hundred Sects is indispensable!
"Next, the sect that this elder has mentioned will enter the scene immediately!"
The elder of the Holy Land coughed heavily, and then said loudly:
"Xizhou, Baihemen!"
In an instant, two figures in the middle stage of returning to void came out, looked at the elders of the Holy Land and nodded.
Countless people on the top of the mountain looked at this sect, their eyes full of envy, and they all talked about it:
"The foundation of the White Crane Sect is extremely strong! But it is a pity that the great elder's cultivation in the late stage of returning to the void has been challenged by others. Now there are only two elders left in the middle stage of returning to the void..."
"But the White Crane Sect has never entered the Hundred Sects. Although this battle on the Immortal Platform can't explain anything, it can at least stop the people in the world from talking!"
The Holy Land elder continued to speak:
"Huazhou, Longding Cave!"
A man in black clothes flashed out, with spiritual energy escaping around him, and his eyes looked around indifferently.
In Longding Cave, at the end of the battle, he was the only one left, and this person turned out to be a peak returner!!
"Shazhou, Liusha Sect!"
"Nanzhou, Snow Goose Gate!"
"..."
A tyrannical figure kept appearing under the name of the elders of the Holy Land. Every time the voice of the sect was heard, some uproar broke out in the Tenth Division. All kinds of
Looks of awe are cast towards the field!
The sky is full of light, and the raging fire shines on the world! It illuminates the already dark night!
Deafening shouts echoed continuously, and the ten competition areas surrounded the Lingyuntai in the center!
"Yunzhou, Shuiyun Valley!"
In mid-air, the elder of the Holy Land paused for a moment, and then looked at the beautiful woman who walked out as soon as he finished his words with deep eyes!
"Elder Shui Tianyi!! This is half a step into the realm of Hedao!"
All around, the uproar instantly intensified, and people's eyes were full of surprise, looking at that graceful figure, whose face could not be seen clearly under the veil, but every move was full of mature charm!
Shui Tianyi walked forward with a smile and stood quietly. After the battle in Shuiyun Valley, she was the only one left.
Finally, all the ten sects present stepped forward, a total of eighteen people!
Perhaps because a half-step Hedao realm elder appeared in the Tenth Division, he instantly attracted a large number of monks present.
This is a battle in the half-step Hedao realm! I thought I would only see it during the decisive battle, but I never thought it would be so early!
At this moment, the tenth division has undoubtedly become the focus of the audience's attention. Even the elders on the high platform and Saint Yaoyan have begun to focus their attention.
"I didn't expect that the Sword Sect would face such great pressure in its first arena!"
On the high platform, a group of elders stroked their beards and shook their heads and said.
"Yes, these eighteen people, especially one who is half-stepped, one who is at the peak of returning to the void, and more than a dozen monks who are above the returning to the void, this lineup is no more than the top ten sects!"
Wang Tong looked at the Tenth Division with a sneer on his face and said calmly:
"I'm afraid even Jian Zong won't be able to keep his place in the finals!"
"..."
Yao Yan glanced at Wang Tong meaningfully and said nothing.
As for the battle between Jian Zong and who will win or lose, everyone present is obviously extremely curious...
At the Jianzong station, Wenren Pingxin looked at the eighteen people standing on the ring with a solemn face, took a deep breath, turned around and said:
"This time is not easy. There are six elders in our Sword Sect, and each of them will have to fight three arena battles on average!"
"Qingyi, I leave Shui Tianyi to you. Don't be too eager to fight. It's best to fight quickly!"
"As for those at the peak and late stages of returning to the void, Xing Jian, Ziyu, you two must do your best, there are eighteen of you in total, do not engage in a war of attrition with them!"
"..."
Several Jianzong elders nodded in agreement, and then Wen Renping's eyes turned to Shan Wulan and Shan Wique.
"Both of you are in the middle stage of returning to the void state. There are quite a few of you in the middle stage of returning to the void state. In a word, do your best!!"
"On the premise of not getting hurt, the faster the better, and delay as long as you can. Your goal is to delay Xi Qingyi to resolve the battle!"
"..."
Finally, Wenren Pingxin looked at Su Bei with a solemn expression and said:
"Especially you, Su Bei, remember to be careful!"
"You have just entered the realm of returning to the virtual world, so you must be careful. Do you understand?"
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"..."
Su Bei answered Wenren Pingxin, nodded, and looked at everyone present.
Wenren Pingxin didn't know that he was already in the middle stage of returning to the void. To be honest, Su Bei also wanted to see what his current strength was!
"Come on, Elder Su!!"
"Elder Su, the disciples of the Sword Sect fully support you!!"
"..."
At the Sword Sect's station at the rear, a group of Sword Sect disciples were obviously a little excited, and they shouted in unison with some excitement. Elder Su's status in the Sword Sect is at its peak right now!
For Jian Zong, this battle is undoubtedly a tough battle!
Su Bei smiled slightly, clearly feeling the eager gazes around him, he let out a breath, and then walked into the field among the many gazes!
The crowd was buzzing.
On the ring, a man in the middle stage of returning to the void has his hands folded, wondering who his opponent will be?
Is it Shan Wuque, the eighth elder of the Sword Sect? Or Shan Wulan, the ninth elder?
Right now!
A rainbow hung in the sky and crashed into the Immortal Platform with a arrogant attitude.
Boom——
The sky is filled with dust!
The dust dispersed, and the onlookers saw a slender figure appearing on the Immortal Platform, wearing a white shirt, a green crown and black hair, and a sword hanging from his waist.
The most precious treasure of the Sword Sect, the Qingping Sword.
The night wind blew through the white embroidered Begonia shirt. There was a gentle smile on his handsome face, but there was clearly a hint of desire in his eyes!
——The long-awaited protagonist finally appears.
Su Bei looked at the strong man in black in front of him and said calmly: