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Chapter 270: Accident

"This boy is extremely talented in martial arts."

Suddenly, a Taoist on the viewing platform spoke. As soon as the owner of the Chuan Gong Building spoke, many deacons, protectors and elders all looked sideways and turned their attention to Niu Xiaosheng on the stone platform.

"Hey, it's really good. Even I, at this age, don't have such skills as him."

Another elder stroked his long beard and nodded.

"Huh, making noise to attract the crowd. At this stage, if you don't practice your skills properly and instead study martial arts, you are basically abandoning the basics and chasing the weak. If he is my disciple, he will be kicked out of the door."

One of the guardians snorted coldly.

"Huo Hufa is right. I have seen many people like this. They are short-sighted. I am afraid that in a few years, they will be lost to everyone!"

Someone else agreed.

"That's wrong. Kung Fu and martial arts complement each other. As long as you are good enough, there's nothing wrong with it. Only mediocre people will think that they can only practice Kung Fu alone!"

The speaker was Lin Shen, the elder of Longhu Peak. He looked at the protector of Qingniu Peak with disdain in his eyes, "Don't think that everyone is like you. If you can't do it yourself, why don't you allow others to do it? Or do you, Qingniu Peak,

Are all like this?”

These words immediately made the protector blush with anger, "Elder Lin, you are trying to sow discord between the two peaks."

"Is this a case of sowing discord between the two peaks? This elder is just telling the truth."

Lin Shen rolled his eyes.

"you--"

"Okay, stop arguing and let the disciples below watch the joke."

At this time, an elder from Jinding Peak spoke to persuade.

The two glared at each other, then turned their heads and continued to watch the competition.

At this time, Huang Qin no longer held back. She raised her energy and blood to the extreme, and her momentum was like a rainbow. But before she could use her special move, Niu Xiaosheng's figure suddenly appeared in front of her. Then her mouth went numb, and her long sword was released.

fell into the opponent's hands.

"Concession!"

Niu Xiaosheng handed the sword back to Huangqin.

Although he was unwilling to do so, Huang Qin knew very well that even if he used his special move, he would not be a match for the man in front of him, so he could only take back the sword glumly, turn around and walk off the stone platform.

"Dragon Tiger Peak, Niu Xiaosheng wins!"

The referee announced immediately.

When walking down the stone platform, he suddenly heard a burst of cheers from the side. Niu Xiaosheng turned around and saw a young man about sixteen years old wearing a cloud-patterned Taoist robe slowly floating towards the stone platform, his clothes fluttering.

Gone with the wind, very free and unrestrained.

"Senior Brother Zhang will win!"

"Senior Brother Zhang will win!"

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Waves of cheers were heard all around, which showed that this person had great prestige, and his opponent happened to be Situ Chong, an acquaintance of Niu Xiaosheng.

"This person should be Zhang Ling. Situ Chong's luck is really bad."

Niu Xiaosheng couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. The Third Realm Soul Cultivator was not easy to deal with in the first place, and when he met the strongest one, he couldn't fight at all. In this way, it would be difficult for Longhu Peak to make any achievements in the Third Realm arena.

"Let's take action."

Zhang Ling looked at Situ Chong and said directly, looking like a humble gentleman.

Situ Chong's face was solemn. He covered the gun's handle with the palm of his hand and pointed it diagonally at the ground. His temperament became extremely sharp. As Qi and blood poured in, a layer of light red light gradually floated on the gun blade. That was Qi and blood.

This phenomenon will only appear after the sound reaches a certain level.

Everyone could see that Situ Chong was accumulating strength. The air on the stone platform became stagnant. With Situ Chong as the center, some fine dust and gravel trembled slightly in a radius of several feet, and then they were inches away from the ground.

, up and down.

Seeing this scene, many disciples showed surprised expressions. Just this one move made many new disciples marvel in admiration.

"are you done?"

Zhang Ling said again, showing a bit of impatience. In his opinion, no matter what Situ Chong did, it was all in vain. It was better to just admit defeat and save time.

"watch out!"

A gleam of light flashed across Situ Chong's eyes, his sword eyebrows stood up, and the spear in his hand suddenly thrust out. The spear seemed to pierce the space and arrived in front of Zhang Ling in an instant, and then there was a white sound of air waves behind him.

But that was all. The tip of the spear was just a few inches between Zhang Ling's eyebrows, as if it had encountered an invisible wall and was fixed there.

Situ Chong's face turned red, the tiger's mouth burst open, and bright red blood dripped down the gun barrel to the ground. However, the invisible barrier was like an insurmountable chasm. No matter how hard he tried, the gun tip could not get any closer.

"That's enough, go down."

Zhang Ling waved his hand gently, and Situ Chong immediately felt an invisible force restraining him, and his whole body flew out of the stone platform and landed on the ground.

"The winner is Zhang Ling of Jinding Peak!"

This was a competition without any suspense, but it also showed Zhang Ling’s strength.

"It's too strong. He deserves to be the second-ranked genius on the list. In my opinion, if Zhang Ling breaks through to the fourth realm, even that barbarian girl named Xiaoman will not be his opponent!"

Someone asserted.

"This is not necessarily true. You must know that the barbarian girl is Elder Mo's hard-earned disciple, and her qualifications are the highest among all the new disciples."

"That's because Senior Brother Zhang Ling didn't take part in the assessment, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten that barbarian girl's majesty in any round."

Some disciples of Jin Ding Peak refuted that Zhang Ling is the first true disciple of Jin Ding Peak, and his qualifications are naturally not bad, but only a few people know whether he is better than Xiao Man.

Zhang Ling slowly walked down the stone platform, and a group of people immediately gathered over him, but no one dared to walk side by side with him. His handsome and handsome appearance made many female disciples look brilliant.

Suddenly, he paused, as if he noticed something. His eyes glanced towards Niu Xiaosheng, and then there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. Just now, he clearly noticed that someone was spying on him. Was it an illusion?

In the corner, Niu Xiaosheng took a cup of hot tea from his disciple and took a slow sip.

"Senior Brother Niu, look, we're here, Senior Sister Niu."

Suddenly, Song Yang said to Niu Xiaosheng.

On the stone platform on the other side, Niu Wanwan was slowly walking onto the stone platform holding the [Red Flame Sword].

Niu Xiaosheng's eyes moved forward and fell on the person on the other side of the stone platform, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. His opponent was a soul cultivator from Jinding Peak. A first-level soul cultivator did not have any powerful means of defending against enemies, so it was impossible to defeat him.

Better than Niu Wanwan.

"wrong!"

Suddenly, Niu Xiaosheng suddenly stood up, and saw the soul cultivator opposite Niu Wanwan taking out a stack of talismans from a bag, and said with a smile on his face: "Admit defeat, even if you have a magic sword in your hand, you can't win me."

.”

"Longhu Peak, Niu Wanwan!"

Niu Wanwan ignored it, but solemnly raised her hands towards the opponent, and then waited for the referee to announce the start.

"It's true that I won't shed tears until I see the coffin. Don't blame me later, Jin Dingfeng, Zhang Yu!"


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