The green energy on Zhuang Tong's face flashed, and then he smiled lightly: "Indeed! I said it's not painful or itchy, I just hope you can survive until the end this time. I will make you a dragon turn into a snake, and a tiger turn into a
cat."
Zhuang Wudao curled his lips, too lazy to talk to him anymore, and looked directly at the field. There were about five hundred nominal disciples in the academy, and the actual number was estimated to be three hundred and thirty. However, the top ten disciples in the academy,
They all have special privileges. Like Zhuang Tong, he will only be eliminated when the top sixteen are determined. His treatment is better, and he can enter the competition when he is among the top eight. This can save energy and recharge, but the audience's disciples'
Virtual reality is also the top eight of the default.
But this is also the result of his sudden rise from the bottom of the rankings a few years ago with punches and kicks!
The martial arts performance field covering an area of 100 acres has been neatly divided into eight venues with red paint. When Li Xiangnan gave the order, the disciples entered according to their order.
Ma Yuan was among them. He blinked at Zhuang Wudao on the steps and stepped into venue B with confidence.
Lin Han specializes in the Splashing Wind Sword, while Ma Yuan, apart from concealed weapons, is best at the 'Thirteen Swords of Bai Gong', which is also a first-class martial arts. However, this set of swordsmanship is not most famous for its swordsmanship.
It is exquisite, but the movement is as flexible as that of an ape, and the path of the sword is also treacherous and unpredictable.
Although the opponent at this time was also a marrow refining realm warrior, he was completely unable to get close to Ma Yuan. After just three or five strikes, Ma Yuan's sword was pressed against his throat.
Lin Han usually looks like a frail scholar, but when he wields the Splashing Wind Sword, his momentum is as fierce and as fast as the wind. He doesn't pay attention to any swordsmanship skills, he just cuts the sword across his head and face, and his opponent often also
It's just that I can't hold it in a moment.
Both of them were making great progress, and Zhuang Wudao also had a bit of a smile on his face. After taking the earth marrow, Ma Yuan and Lin Han's strength really improved greatly, and they were not inferior to the marrow refining realm monks. And the marrow refining realm
There are only a dozen people in Yuecheng Academy in total. Before the top sixteen, they will not encounter any difficult opponents. However, the two of them know how to hide their clumsiness. They only use six points of their strength, which will definitely surprise people later.
"This little competition is really a battle between dragons and tigers. There are so many strong players. It's much better than three months ago."
A glimmer of surprise flashed in Zhuang Wudao's eyes. Before the competition was even halfway through, he discovered a lot of rising stars. Those good young talents he had paid attention to before had made considerable progress in their martial arts.
The academy lasts for three years, and after each competition, many adult disciples quit the academy. Songjiang has always had the same situation where the waves behind push the waves ahead. Now that three years have passed, it is the time for their generation to compete.
hour!
Zhuang Wudao immediately shook his head secretly. In fact, many of the disciples in the academy have excellent qualifications.
However, from the owner down to the instructors, no one has much intention to teach, and has little ability to teach according to their talents. Many people are buried in this, resulting in mediocre cultivation and mediocre martial arts, which is a waste of great talent.
Looking sideways at the center of the upper head, I saw that although the inspector's face was calm, there was a touch of sarcasm and a touch of disappointment deep in his eyes. Lin Xiangnan looked embarrassed and helpless.
Zhuang Wudao smiled and continued to look at the field. In fact, it is not surprising that the Lichen Sect's power is concentrated in the southeast area, but its influence in Soochow is minimal. And this Yue City, where almost all mining slaves are,
It seems that he is not taken seriously by the main body of the Lichen Sect. Even the owner of the gym is just a second-level Qi practitioner who has been on the sickbed for many years. How many talents can he teach?
"Huh? Who is that person?"
Zong Shou's attention was attracted by a group of people standing on the south side of the martial arts arena. The disciples of the academy were all dressed in blue. Only these people were all dressed in black robes. And the leader was a
A handsome young man, holding a folding fan and wearing a plain brocade robe, was watching with boredom.
The distance is too far, and Zhuang Wudao's cultivation is far from the point of producing spiritual consciousness. I don't know how strong these people are. However, just looking at the servants of the plain-robed master, I can tell that his status is extraordinary. His aura is deep and unpredictable, and he stands tall and solemn.
There is no unnecessary movement. Moreover, everyone has a strong back, broad frame, and bulging temples. This is a recruitment full of energy.
Next to this young man in plain robes, there is an old man, in his seventies, with a smile on his face. However, he is only over six feet tall, but he stands out among the crowd. He is someone who cannot be forgotten by others once they look at him.
"I don't know which family the young master is from? The Gu Yue family, the Baibing Xia family, the Lin He Kong family. Is this the falsehood of the disciples who came to Guanxue Hall?"
Zhuang Wudao was guessing in his mind, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Even if he was really a descendant of these famous families, he had nothing to do with him for the time being, so he just kept a respectful distance.
There seemed to be a lot of people in the academy, but there were eight competition venues, and the process was extremely fast, reaching the top sixteen in the blink of an eye.
Although there are many rising stars this time, there are only a few who can really stand out and reach the top 16. Only two, Ma Yuan and Lin Han, successfully broke into the competition.
The rankings of the two have been hovering between sixteenth and thirty-second this year. It is not surprising that they can be promoted to sixteenth.
However, Zhuang Wudao frowned slightly when he heard the roll call of the school teacher who was presiding over Xiaobi.
Ma Yuan versus Zhuang Tong?
Zhuang Wudao subconsciously looked at the owner of the restaurant, Li Xiangnan. He didn't look strange at all. His face was still bitter and his expression was helpless.
I was confused for a moment, not knowing whether this was a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement.
Zhuang Tong, who was next to him, had already shaken his robes and sneered: "What a good luck! If it were someone else, it would still take some effort. Brother Wudao, I will enter first and wait for you below.
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Zhuang Wudao mourned for Ma Yuan in his heart. Although this guy had made great progress in strength, his luck was not that good. Although Zhuang Tong was a person he looked down upon, his strength was really not weak. Three months ago,
With all his strength, he could only keep Zhuang Tong under control. Not to mention Zhuang Tong's great improvement in strength, Ma Yuan was only a martial artist in the marrow training realm after all, and the outcome was uncertain.
Fortunately, after the top eight are determined, there is still a loser group. If you be careful later, you can still enter the top ten of the academy.
Seeing Zhuang Tong exiting the stage, the disciples in the martial arts arena let out a burst of cheers, which seemed to be the response of the crowd. Most of the disciples watching the battle gathered around the No. C venue where Zhuang Tong was.
Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but feel his teeth itching with hatred, thinking that he had been so unpopular during the three years he had been the chief disciple.
In the past few years, he has often used public power for personal gain, and it is true that he has done things that harmed the public and enriched himself. However, he is not harsh on the many fellow students in the school. After all, he is not as good as Zhuang Tong, who spends a lot of money and is very popular in the school.
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At this time, even the supervisor was alarmed and looked over in surprise.
"The figure is like a pine tree, full of blood and energy. Brother Xiang Nan, may I ask who this is?"
"This is Zhuang Tong! The second disciple in the academy. He has reached the peak of his training at a young age and is very powerful. He is an upright man and is highly respected by his fellow disciples. His family background is also very good and he has a fortune."
"It seems that he is someone who takes money lightly and is generous with his righteousness."
The supervisor smiled meaningfully when he heard this, and his words also contained a clear meaning: "Let's see what his strength is! I see that the other one is only practicing in the marrow realm, but he is also very fast with Bai Gong's Thirteen Swords.
It’s the first glimpse of the door, rich in experience, and seems to have been tempered through countless fights. It’s not easy to defeat him in the ordinary training realm. It seems to be a wonderful and hard battle——"
Zhuang Wudao chuckled to himself. Although the supervisor had a thorough understanding of the world, he was wrong this time.
He was willing to bet that Ma Yuan would give up his weapons and admit defeat as soon as he came on the field. That guy was the most clever person. Although his temperament was brave, he didn't have the spirit to do something that he knew couldn't be done.
Since you know you are no match for Zhuang Tong, why bother to fight so hard?
At this time, the supervisor took out another roster and flipped through it: "Is this person called Ma Yuan? The last competition was twenty-four. It seems that he has made great progress in martial arts. It has been nine years since I entered the museum, and it is estimated that it will be ten days.
Within that time, you can advance to the level of marrow refining, which is pretty good. Hmm——"
After flipping through a few pages, the supervisor suddenly exclaimed and looked at Zhuang Wudao: "For three consecutive years, this Zhuang Tong was defeated at the hands of the chief disciple Zhuang Wudao? Exchanges among various schools in Yue City
In terms of technique, Zhuang Wudao won fifty-four out of one hundred and three battles. As the chief of the academy, you can keep the prestige of my Lichen Sect alive. Master, your teachings are very good! Brother Xiang Nan, these two people
Same surname, but same clan?"
There was a hint of praise in his words. Although he was from Wu Jing, he knew a little bit about the situation in Yue City. Among the schools in Yue City, Li Chen Academy was at the bottom of the prestige and could not open up the situation. This was not the wish of Wu Jing Academy.
, but beyond reach,
Among the one hundred and three battles, Zhuang Wudao was able to win fifty-four, and there must be many strong enemies among them.
I already knew that Zhuang Wudao was about to start practicing Qi and had a bright future. At this moment, he looked at Zhuang Wudao with even more admiration.
He is only thirty years old and is at the sixth level of Qi training. He is already a confirmed disciple of the Lichen inner sect. He is currently in Soochow to accumulate experience and merit.
He doesn't care much about money, but what he cares more about is that Zhuang Wudao can bring him achievements and support the sect's face.
Li Xiangnan's expression was complicated, but there was also a bit of joy in his eyes at this time. If he could make the supervisor say this, then he, the head of the school, would not be derelict in his duties and would have done nothing wrong.
"Senior Brother Wei is so ridiculous! It is our responsibility as disciples to uphold the reputation of our sect. It is a pity that Xiang Nan is seriously ill and lacks mental and physical strength to uphold the reputation of the school! I always feel guilty in my heart!"
"How can I blame you? Our Lichen Sect is short of manpower in Soochow, so please bear with me, Brother Xiang Nan, for a while! In another month or two, the situation may change."
The two were talking, but Zhuang Wudao was slightly shocked. In a month or two, the situation has changed? What does this mean? I wonder if it has something to do with Beitang Wan'er forcing him to compete for the spot of the inner disciple?
Li Xiangnan's complexion obviously changed drastically, his hands and feet were trembling slightly, and he could hardly hold the tea bowl. Zhuang Wudao's eyes had moved away at this time, and the game between Zhuang Tong and Ma Yuan had already begun.