In the past ten days, the battle on the Dao Forum and the nine smaller and ten subsequent expansion platforms has been non-stop, from the time the sun rises in the morning to the time the sun sets in the evening.
However, because the disciples who came on stage in these ten days were all younger generation disciples, their strength and cultivation were not very high, and the gap between them was not particularly big. Even Gongsun won nine victories as soon as he appeared on the stage.
Suitable, it is inevitable to lose in the subsequent competition.
It's really you who sang and I came on stage. After ten days, the one with the highest points didn't even get more than ten points.
Day 11, early morning.
As the first ray of sunlight fell on Junji Peak, the auditorium beside the ten Taoist forums was already filled with people.
Wang Liangyu stood in the corner, his eyes wandered around the barrier of the ten Taoist forums, and landed on Lu Qi on the right, asking: "Have you asked Senior Soldier Saint to reinforce the barrier?" After saying that, no.
When Lu Qi spoke, he continued, "Today's battle is no better than before. There must be no mistakes!"
Because of the tacit understanding, the various schools of thought have given the younger generation ten years of display time, and then it will be time for the real contention of a hundred schools of thought. The elite true disciples of each school will compete, and their strength must be more powerful and their cultivation base
It is also more advanced, and the aftermath of the sparring battle will be more powerful.
"Don't worry, sir. Last night I asked the Bingsheng, Shushu, and Wizards to check and strengthen the barrier together to make sure it's flawless!" Lu Qi said solemnly with a serious look on his face.
Wang Liangyu nodded when he heard this, then looked at Lu Qi with a smile and asked casually: "Who among the Spring and Autumn Storytellers is going to play today?"
"Young Master, I'm here!" Lu Qi smiled bitterly and said with a hint of helplessness.
Wang Liangyu looked at Lu Qi with some surprise, and asked doubtfully: "Is there no one left in the Spring and Autumn Period Storyteller? Then let you, the leader, come on?"
After hearing this, Lu Qi's expression became more and more bitter, and he replied: "The storytellers of the Spring and Autumn Period are shallow, how can anyone be used? Gongsun Shi is already a blessing!" After saying that, he shook his head again and sighed,
"Actually, it's not just us Spring and Autumn storytellers, novelists, farmers, and doctors. In this section, only the master can take action!"
The hundreds of schools of thought seem to be prosperous, but except for a few schools such as Taoism and Confucianism, which are rich in talents, most of the other schools only have two or three kittens. The elite true disciples of their sects may not be as good as those of Taoism, Confucianism and other schools.
The young disciples are almost the same, such as Gongsun Shi and Yuan He.
It is precisely because they are aware of their own strength gap that elite true disciples from small families such as Gongsun Shi and Yuan He will take action early to earn points and increase their reputation. Otherwise, at this stage, they will only be reduced to
Background board, don't even think about getting any points.
Seeing Lu Qi's expression, Wang Liangyu patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It doesn't matter, if it doesn't work this time, then try your best in the next time. I believe that Spring and Autumn Storytellers will become more and more prosperous!"
"Thank you for your kind words!" Lu Qi heard this, a smile appeared on his lips, and he held his hands in thanks.
The rise of Spring and Autumn storytellers is unstoppable. As novelists create more and more fantasy worlds, the overall strength of Spring and Autumn storytellers will become stronger and stronger. This is true whether it is Wang Liangyu, Lu Qi, or
Yu Xin is full of confidence.
Wang Liangyu waved his hand, then patted Lu Qi on the shoulder, smiling and encouraging: "Lu Qi, work harder and try to win nine consecutive victories like Gongsun Shi!"
"I'm afraid Lu Qi doesn't have this ability. It's good if you don't lose points!" Yu Xin, who walked over without waiting for Lu Qi to speak, spoke first, with a hint of ridicule.
Lu Qi and Yu Xin, one is the leader of Spring and Autumn storytellers and the other is a leading novelist. They have a close friendship and a very close relationship.
After giving Yu Xin a roll of his eyes, Lu Qi replied: "Is it possible that you can win nine games in a row?"
Yu Xin pretended to adjust his collar and said with a proud face: "I don't know about nine consecutive victories, but I won't have any problem beating him for a few games!" After saying that, he looked at Lu Qi again and said with a smile, "
Do you want me to open a back door for you and pass on to you more of the power of sentient beings?"
Whether they are novelists or storytellers of the Spring and Autumn Period, the power of all sentient beings is to them what spiritual power is to Taoists, and essence is to military strategists. All cultivation and strength are based on it. Without the power of all living beings, novelists and the Spring and Autumn Period
The storyteller’s combat power will be greatly reduced!
As the creator of the Fengshen Fantasy World, Yu Xin has some authority in the Fengshen Fantasy World and can open a backdoor for Lu Qi to speed up the efficiency of his absorption of the mental energy of all living beings.
Lu Qi had a look on his face, he thought for a moment and then shook his head, "Forget it, we've already troubled you a lot, and you won't be able to bear it if we come again!"
The fantasy world of gods has its own rules of operation. Even if the creator, Yu Xin, wants to go against the will of heaven, he will have to bear tremendous pressure. In order to help the Spring and Autumn Storytellers practice, Yu Xin has long absorbed the mental energy of all sentient beings.
If the efficiency is raised to the limit, something will happen if it is raised any more.
Yu Xin chuckled lightly when he heard this and said nothing more.
Wang Liangyu was about to say something joking when he suddenly heard a familiar roar and turned his head to look.
Then I saw White Ape standing on the big forum in the center, running and jumping around the platform, waving his arms to the surrounding audience, baring his teeth and showing off his power.
"Why can't Lao Bai keep calm?" Wang Liangyu complained helplessly, turned around and nodded to Lu Qi and Yu Xin, and immediately ran towards the Grand Forum, with a bit of eagerness on his face.
At the beginning of the discussion, Bai Yuan was the first one to take the stage, and this section was also the first one to take the stage. With Bai Ape's strength, there are really not many people on Junji Peak who are his opponents.
As expected by Wang Liangyu, after seeing the white ape appear on the forum, the elite true disciples of various schools of thought all hesitated. They had all seen the white ape's skills, and his unparalleled and elusive sword skills.
It causes headaches for many people.
For a while, there was a stalemate in the scene, and no one came on stage for half a quarter of an hour.
Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Wang Liangyu was thinking that if he came on stage to save the situation, he would be beaten up and lose a point.
However, before Wang Liangyu could raise his feet, a figure suddenly flashed out of the auditorium and appeared on the forum again in an instant.
Wang Liangyu looked happy, and when he took a closer look, he saw that it was Zigong.
As soon as Zigong came on stage, he cupped his fists and saluted the white ape, and said loudly: "I am Zigong, who was born in Confucianism and has met Mr. Bai!"
Bai Yuan turned his head and looked at Zigong, with a hint of joy in his eyes. He nodded and screamed, his face full of eagerness.
Full of plans, it has been almost two months since Bai Yuan came to Junji Peak, and it has been more than a month since he decided to attend the Dao Discussion Conference. However, apart from having a great time meeting Wang Liangyu, Bai Yuan has not made a move in such a long time, but he can give him
Suffocated.
Yes, the battle with Tian Zhuo in the market and the several battles at the beginning of the discussion were not even a warm-up for Bai Yuan.
As for Zigong, it is obvious that he is a powerful master, and Bai Yuan is very much looking forward to the next competition.
Zigong noticed the fierce fighting spirit in the white ape's eyes. He was a little timid at first, but then quickly became excited. He stared at the white ape without blinking, with the same fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Chirp!"
The white ape neighed again, with a hint of approval, and immediately stretched out a furry arm, signaling Zigong to take action first.
Zigong understood instantly, and without hesitation, he concentrated for a moment and recited loudly: "How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. Repair my armor and go with you!"
As Zigong's words rang out, his whole body was suddenly covered with a pair of armor, black with gold showing through. Under the sunlight, it shone with a deep and brilliant luster.
White Ape's eyes widened and he looked curiously at the black armor on Zigong's body. The bamboo stick in his hand shook slightly, and he couldn't help but want to take action to test the quality of the armor.
Feeling the eager look in the white ape's eyes, Zigong felt awe-inspiring and immediately took a few steps back. Accompanied by bursts of chanting, the words flashing with golden light appeared in the air, and in an instant they turned into weapons.
These weapons, like loyal guards, guarded Zigong, pointing at the white ape from a distance, ready to go.