The leader of the Holy Sect sat upright and asked softly, "Junior Brother Wuya, is there any hope for the Holy Sect this time?"
"Don't worry, senior brother, I let them stay at Wuming Peak last night." Supreme Elder Wuya showed a slight smile.
"Well..." Sect Master Yan nodded with satisfaction after hearing this, "I personally welcome you to show your respect for Jiuxiao Sect."
….
Elder Wuya followed his senior brother. In this battle between the strongest geniuses, the Holy Sect must win. Although the disciples of the sect's geniuses are not as good as the previous one, winning or losing is not a matter of strength, sometimes it also requires strategy.
After arranging Jiuxiao Sect in Wuming Peak, Lin Fan couldn't entertain them properly?
"Brother Yi Chu, you had a good rest last night." Sect Master Yan came in person, and Liang Yichu naturally treated him with respect.
"Excuse me, Sect Master, everything was fine last night." Liang Yichu said, but he was a little confused about the sluggishness of some disciples and didn't know what happened.
But it doesn't matter, as long as everything goes well for his direct disciples and he wins the first place in the Tianjiao Competition.
….
Lin Fan stayed among the Tianjiao disciples, waiting for the start of the battle between the strongest Tianjiao. This kind of competition is very important to the two sects. Although he knows the agreement made by the ancestors of the two sects, it is still almost between the disciples of the two sects.
A kind of competition.
"Boom..."
At this moment, a sound of gongs sounded, and Wuya Chang stood on the high platform, "The 1000th strongest genius battle has officially begun. The rules of this competition are, ten disciples of the Holy Sect, ten disciples of the Jiuxiao Sect, the disciples of the two sects draw numbers from each other, and the one of the Holy Sect
Number one versus Jiuxiao Sect Number One, friendship comes first, competition comes second, no life can be taken, the final winner will be the most recognized genius of the two sects, now let’s start drawing numbers.”
"Uncle, let's go and draw numbers." Zong Hentian stood up and said.
"kindness."
In the middle of the competition stage, there were two sealed boxes, and disciples from the two sects came on stage to draw numbers.
The moment Lin Fan walked onto the stage, he waved towards the disciples of the Holy Sect.
"Uncle Master will win..."
"Uncle Master will win..."
At this time, Zhang Ergou took the lead and stood on the viewing platform, waving the flag and shouting. Yesterday, Zhang Ergou followed the sect leader's instructions and made a big flag.
Especially now that the home court is in the Holy Sect, you must overwhelm the opponent with momentum and make the opponent fearful.
With Zhang Ergou taking the lead, the outer disciples who admired Lin Fan cheered one by one. The entire Zhongtian Peak could be heard shouting for Lin Fan.
In the hearts of these outer disciples, Lin Fan is the person they admire the most. Now in this battle between the strongest geniuses, they naturally want their sect to win.
Sect Master Yan on the high platform showed a slight smile on his face, expressing his pleasure at this scene.
"Brother Yi Chu, do you think the disciples of the Holy Sect are energetic?" Supreme Elder Wuya asked with a smile.
Liang Yichu glanced at Wuya and said nothing, "It's okay."
Liang Yichu admitted that it was impossible for him to admit this, but at the same time he also kept this scene in mind. When the next competition of the strongest geniuses comes to Jiuxiao Sect, they must let them see the vitality of Jiuxiao Sect's disciples.
The Jiuxiao Sect disciples standing on the lottery platform felt a slight fluctuation in their hearts when they heard the continuous shouting.
Shocking, really shocking.
Deep down in their hearts, they all began to feel a little nervous.
The disciples of the two sects began to draw numbers, and then stood in a row. An ordinary elder came forward and started to register.
"Uncle Master, what's your number?" Zong Hentian looked at the number plate in his hand and then asked.
"No. 10." Lin Fan glanced at it and said.
"I don't know how many numbers Jiuxiao Sect's Xin Feng drew." Zong Hentian said slightly nervously.
When the ordinary elders registered all the number plates, Lin Fan took a look and saw that the person Xin Feng had drawn was Number 1, which was not the same as him.
"Game start."
"Number one Xin Feng of Jiuxiao Sect versus Qiu Tianran, number one of Sheng Sect."
On the Holy Sect side.
"Junior brother, come on." Zong Hentian looked at Qiu Tianran and patted his shoulder and said.
"Yes." Qiu Tianran nodded, took a breath, and then jumped onto the stage.
The Jiuxiao Sect was much quieter. Xin Feng came on stage with an expressionless face. His only enemy was Lin Fan. As for the others, Xin Feng didn't take them seriously.
The disciples on the audience stage were shouting for the sect brothers.
"I don't want to hurt you, just give up." Xin Feng stood on the stage and said calmly.
"Senior Brother Xinfeng, I know I am no match for you, but it is impossible to be timid without fighting," Qiu Tianran said.
Xin Feng snorted coldly and said nothing more.
"Game start……."
At the order of the ordinary elders, the first game officially started.
"Brother, I'm offended." At this moment, the power of hatred surged, and a halberd was grabbed out of the void.
The disciples in the audience all exclaimed, shocked by the sight before them.
"Of course this kid is really good." Supreme Elder Wuya looked at the situation in the audience and nodded.
"However, it's not enough." Liang Yichu said with a smile.
Although the disciple of Shengzong is good in strength, compared with his own disciples, there is a big difference.
"Hmph." Wuya snorted, this old guy is still pretending like this.
"Nine dragons are destroyed."
At this moment, Qiu Tianran shouted loudly, and golden light suddenly appeared all over his body. Nine golden dragons flew out, entangled on the halberd, cut through the layers of void, and attacked towards Xinfeng.
Xin Feng, who was standing there with his hands behind his back, remained calm in the face of danger, raised his hand slightly and stretched out a finger.
"break."
For an instant, the space seemed to have stopped.
When Qiu Tianran's halberd touched Xin Feng's finger, he paused immediately, and then gradually collapsed as if suffering an unbearable force.
The nine golden dragons wrapped around the halberd screamed and were instantly wiped out.
A black light flashed.
Qiu Tianran felt as if his heart was suffocated. When he reacted, he found a finger on his forehead.
At this moment, Qiu Tianran's heart felt cold, and a breath of death surrounded his heart.
"You lost." At this moment, Xin Feng retracted his fingers and turned his back and said.
Qiu Tianran stood there quietly, finally lowered his head, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for showing mercy."
The disciples of the Holy Sect in the audience were shocked and shut up. They did not expect to lose the first game like this.
In an instant, really in an instant, there was not even the slightest reaction.
On the other hand, Jiuxiao Sect started cheering, and those cheers were like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly shattering the excited hearts of the Holy Sect disciples into pieces.
"Brother Wuya, what do you think? One finger breaks all the magic, and the sword is at the highest level." Liang Yichu said with a smile.
"Humph..." Wuya turned his head, not wanting to answer the other party, and rolled his eyes at the other party.
"In the first game, Jiuxiao Sect Xinfeng wins."
"The second match is between Jiuxiao Sect No. 2 Feng Xiaoling and Sheng Sect No. 2 Hentian."