The performance of the Three Teachings this time is different from last time.
In other words, it's not that this time is different from last time, but that it's a return to tradition.
Nine arenas were erected respectively. This is a battlefield for the disciples to compete for the right to travel across the land of Kyushu. Each disciple can only go on stage once, or he must persist until the end to win the historical right for the sect to walk across the land of Kyushu.
, or get beaten down in the middle... Of course, admitting defeat is also an option, but after so many years, it is really rare to admit defeat on the stage of the three teachings.
The outcome of the three teachings' performances is related to the development of the sect in the next fifty years, and is also related to the growth and decline of good and evil in the world. Therefore, those who either do not come to the stage are prepared to risk their lives to win.
Awakening, determined to fight to the end.
Just like the one Wu Jie participated in, in the battle between Lian Gang and Ning Yuan, all the disciples on both sides risked their lives to fight to the death. Various taboo moves that were very harmful to themselves were used without blinking an eye.
Elder Heixizi, who likes to study explosives, even blew himself up at a critical moment... That kind of fierce battle really didn't look like a contest between immortals, but more like a fight between soldiers on the battlefield.
In fact, this is war. For the entire Kyushu realm, and for the ebb and flow of Dao demons, in the eyes of mortals, the aloof immortals are nothing more than mere soldiers.
"Is this still a life-and-death battle?" Head Baidi Geyan looked at the demon sect leaders coldly, "Do you want to sign a life-and-death document before going to the ring? Or will the outcome be determined by life and death?"
He spoke with murderous intent, and the sword in the sword case behind him buzzed, as if he had sensed his master's high fighting spirit and was screaming for battle.
"Why bother, they are just a bunch of kids." Although he was both the master of the Martial Sect, Lin Dengwan felt a little sorry for the name of the "Crazy Demon Sect". He waved his hands repeatedly, "If you want to see life and death, let's talk about the level of refining the Gang and condensing the Yuan. Entering the Tao.
The little guys in the realm, just let them fight to win or lose."
"Oh? That's not what your senior brother said back then!"
"Senior brother is senior brother, and I am me." Lin Dengwan didn't mean to be angry at all, "To be honest, I would rather just admit defeat in this battle..."
Yan Kai's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he glanced at the eight sect leaders of the Demon Sect, but he saw similar expressions.
But they still did not make such a shameful decision after all - for so many years, in the three teachings, there has never been a situation where one party directly admitted defeat.
Although it is a pity for the demon sect that lacks new blood to throw a promising disciple into such a battle, the sect's face is still more important than the disciple's life after all.
Lin Dengwan was just talking, and Wuzong's disciples were the first to appear.
The custom of the Demon Sect is to occupy the northeastern area first, because the entrance from the outer world to the human world is here. The disciples of the Demon Sect in past generations always appeared in this area first when they entered the human world.
That Demon Sect disciple was only at the peak of a hundred refinements, and had not even reached the surname Tongyou. But he obviously had deep cultivation in body forging, and his body was stronger than imagined. Although a Baidi Pavilion disciple who went up to fight had a sword
The light was like lightning, but it only cut white marks on his body. In the end, after a long attack, he was unprepared, and he suddenly emitted a black light that penetrated his chest and fell off the ring.
"It's actually a needle-shaped magic weapon! It's rare!" Xiao Yue frowned, "This kind of magic weapon consumes little, is powerful, and is fast to use. It is very beneficial in one-on-one battles. But its usage mode is monotonous.
, and it can’t be used to fight for offense and defense, as it only has one strike per shot... combined with this person’s body-forging skills, it really complements each other!”
Wu Jie nodded. If it weren't for the specially arranged protective array in this arena, the Baidi Pavilion disciple would have died directly from the flying needle piercing his heart.
He could hear from a distance that there were elders in Baidi Pavilion teaching the defeated disciples: "Do you know why you lost? In terms of strength, although you are weaker than him, you still have a chance. But you
As soon as you judged that he was a body-forging monk, you put aside your worries and attacked wildly - how can you be so sure that he does not have any long-range attack methods?"
The disciple was naturally ashamed, bowed his head and said nothing.
This is really a loss of empiricism. Generally speaking, body-forging monks are not good at using magic weapons. Even if they carry magic weapons, they are mostly weapons used for close combat. For example, the one on the ring now uses
A long black axe.
Logically speaking, unless that guy smashes out his axe, the Baidi Pavilion sword cultivator disciples standing in the distance and attacking with flying swords are already in an invincible position. Even under normal circumstances, the low-level monks are the most capable in physical training.
Even if you fight, you can't defeat him from a distance. No matter how strong your defense is, it will only be slowly consumed by him.
Unfortunately, the combat of the three teachings is too high-end, and all kinds of non-conventional methods are normal here. Therefore, this disciple of Baidi Pavilion, who was supposed to be invincible, encountered an unexpected encounter.
external failure.
Seeing the disciples of Baidi Pavilion retreating, Wu Jie shook his head and sent a message to Yanfeng, who was responsible for commanding the disciples of his sect.
Kotomine turned back to look at Wu Jie, confirming what he meant. He couldn't help but frown, and then said to the junior brothers: "This man is very powerful in close combat, and his flying needle weapon is also extremely sharp in long-distance combat. It is the most suitable weapon for him to use."
A good opponent to challenge your limits! Which of you is interested in giving it a try?"
All the junior disciples in the realm of Taoism were stunned. You look at me, I look at you. After a while, Gu Yuan stood up: "I make good use of several flying swords. One flying sword is used to keep distance, and one is used to attack.
, with a little defense, we should be able to fight him."
"In that case, your Qi will be consumed very quickly..." Kotomine muttered, "Although most monks in the body-forging direction do not have enough Qi, and your cultivation is higher than him... But in general
That being said, the chances of losing are greater."
"You won't know the outcome until the end of the fight." An Ziqing said with a smile, "But Junior Brother Gu, if you fight with the mentality you have now, I'm afraid you will really lose!"
Gu Yuan was stunned and looked at him doubtfully, not understanding what he meant.
"How can there be any reason in the world that before a war begins, one does not consider how to attack but only considers how to defend?" Wu Jie's voice came from far away, "Junior Brother Gu, one cannot win every battle, but one should work hard to win every battle.
.You go to fight him to win, not for anything else!"
Only then did Gu Yuan realize that by putting himself in a weak position before the war even started, he was already at a disadvantage mentally. Fighting with this kind of mentality really didn't have much chance of winning.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, raised his hands and patted his face hard until his cheeks turned red, then he lowered his hands, his eyes becoming calm and firm.
"As a swordsman who is good at using multiple flying swords, I am definitely better at multi-tasking than him. In battle, I will use this advantage to suppress him and make him worry about unexpected flying sword attacks at all times. There is no chance to give me a shot!"
Kotomine then laughed and patted his shoulder: "Very good! Now you have at least an 80% chance of winning!"
"...What's the other 20%?" Tao Tu asked in a low voice when Gu Yuan walked up.
"Since ancient times, we have only had an 80% chance of winning in wars." Yan Gu said calmly, "I have never fought a battle with a 100% chance of winning."
"Eh? Senior Brother Yan, have you recovered your memory?"
"I finally found a secret stone in my memory a while ago and recovered some memory fragments." Kotomine smiled bitterly, "I really don't understand what's going on? Why is my memory related to the stone?"
When Wu Jie heard this, his heart suddenly moved.
Back in the Holy Emperor's tomb, he had observed the magic circle used by Holy Emperor Li Xin to retain a trace of his thoughts, and found that the core of the formation was an unknown strange stone. And Kotomine, who had lost his memory, had been subconsciously searching for it. The so-called "secret stone".
In addition, the two people have similar looks...could this be some special spell from the Holy Emperor's lineage?
It's a pity that most of Yan Gu's past memories are in pieces, and he really can't remember too many things. Otherwise, Wu Jie is very curious about how this spell works? How to use it?
Holy Emperor Li Xin is a student of the senior time traveler Hua Siyuan. As a figure comparable to the Supreme God King, Hua Siyuan's methods must be extraordinary. Even if he cannot get everything, as long as he can catch a glimpse of it, it will be a huge gain.
Wu Jie's current situation is actually a little embarrassing. He is in the treasure mountain. As long as he is willing, the door to the Supreme Avenue is right in front of him. He just needs to stretch out his hand. But what is behind that door is not what he wants to go to. The road, the road he wanted to take, but he could only see a blurry section in front of him, and a place a little further away was hidden in the haze.
The path of Hua Siyuan, who likes to be funny, may not be consistent with his, but it is definitely more suitable for him than the path of the Supreme God, and can give him more inspiration and guidance.
It is a pity that all Hua Siyuan left for him was an overly lofty and overly lofty Tianwen Sword Jue. Although after comparing the general outline, he was no longer completely mindless like a blind man trying to grasp an elephant, but it was precisely because of the general outline that he truly understood How wonderful and profound the Tianwen Sword Technique is - it's like a blind man standing under a high mountain. He can only touch a few big rocks around him. It's not particularly shocking, but when he suddenly gains vision and sees a Towering mountains towered in front of him, and even if he raised his head to the extreme, he could not see the top of the mountain... Even though Wu Jie was determined and determined, it took him a long time to get over the feeling of powerlessness and insignificance.
With his current cultivation and realm, it is simply impossible to truly comprehend the Tianwen Sword Art!
Wu Jie is a very realist person. Instead of looking for fish in the abyss, it is better to retreat and build a net. Compared with Tianwen Sword Jue, what he wants more is the practical methods that Hua Siyuan taught Li Xin and draw nourishment from them.
In fact, if he is willing, Li Xin has a real special skill left behind, but the Chinese Aojue does not belong to the monks, and it would be harmful rather than beneficial to see it, so neither Wu Jie nor Yin Shuang sensibly touched this magical skill.
stunt.
Even if it was a stunt that created an era, created a legend, and changed the fate of the entire land of Kyushu, since it was not suitable for them, they had to forget it.
While Wu Jie was lowering his head and thinking deeply, he suddenly heard cheers. When he looked up, he saw six or seven sword lights crisscrossing around Gu Yuan like lightning, forcing the body-forged monks from the Demon Sect's martial arts sect to retreat steadily.
One of the man's eyes had turned into a bloody hole, showing that he had been blinded by Gu Yuan's sword just now. The cheers were probably due to that sword.
Wu Jie nodded with satisfaction and put aside all considerations for the time being.
Now it’s time to perform the Three Teachings. What you should be thinking about is how to win, not things that you are not anxious about.
