Martial arts competition is a simple and crude method to evaluate the qualifications of a sect, but it is suitable for practitioners. After all, martial arts are respected in Shenmang Continent. Whoever is stronger cannot be underestimated. The cultivation level of the leader almost represents the level of the entire sect.? ?
When Yin Mingjun, the head of the Yantian Sect, announced this decision, many young disciples in the square couldn't help but get excited and cheered loudly. For them, fighting is more eye-catching, otherwise staying here would be too boring.
The brains of each sect are also secretly competing. They must show off their skills in the next competition, defeat their opponents mercilessly, and make a name for themselves in the world of Yan Kingdom. After all, this competition is very different. Almost all the masters of the world of Yan Kingdom have gathered together.
Yuan Keshan will definitely become famous if he can show his majesty in front of the heroes of the world.
But Qiu Yu had been watching coldly, not showing much interest at all. He glanced over and found that the people around him were gearing up and waiting to show off their talents. He sighed inwardly. It seemed that fame and fortune were full of temptations, and few people could resist.
Moved.
There is no doubt that all sect representatives must participate, and abstention is not allowed, so Qiu Yu can only let nature take its course and choose to end the fight.
Immediately afterwards, Yu Buzhi, the leader of Yufeng Temple, announced the rules of the competition, that is, only fists and feet are allowed to fight, and weapons are not allowed to use to avoid causing too much damage. After all, they are all members of the Heaven and Earth Alliance from now on and cannot fight to the death.
Then everyone drew lots to decide the opponent, and the fight took place on this high platform. The referee was a strong man from the seven major sects, which attracted the attention of many disciples.
In the first fight, the two sides were Lu Qiang, the head of the Ningshan sect, and Zheng Liang, the head of the Linghai sect. The two came to the field. The former was over fifty years old and looked particularly fierce with a sinister face, while the latter was a man with a head full of silver.
The thin old man immediately started fighting.
The sound of "hoo" came out, and Lu Qiang's burly body moved quickly, like a tiger coming out of the cage. He performed the famous tiger claw fist, two colorful sharp edges flashed in the air, and hit the opponent like a stick, with great momentum.
To be extraordinary, to be domineering.
Facing the fierce attack, Zheng Liang seemed unfazed. He jumped up quickly, like a white crane spreading its wings. He struck out with both palms, and the white edge suddenly flashed across the sky. It looked like there was a giant tree with a length of tree roots.
Feather, move forward to meet it.
“Boom…”
A strange sound came out, and the feathers turned out to be as sharp as knives. They chopped the colorful light into several pieces. The shock made Luke's arms go numb, and he stepped back involuntarily, with a look of shock on his face. He had noticed that the old guy had noticed
The skill is deeper than him, so it is obviously difficult to deal with.
So what, there is no way out now, we must defeat it. This is what Lu Qiang is thinking. He is currently in the late stage of Shifu and is about to advance to the Soul Fusion. However, the Ningshan sect is too small and does not have the Soul Fusion Pill at all.
Ah, it is really difficult to become a strong person.
Regarding Soul Fusion Pill, it is also scarce in all major sects. Only powerful sects such as Yantian Sect have it. It is not enough for the disciples in the sect to share, so it creates a situation where it cannot be found on the market at all, which ultimately leads to ordinary people.
When people stop in front of the realm of soul-melting, they cannot continue to deepen their cultivation throughout their lives.
Therefore, it is said that Soul Fusion is the biggest obstacle that cultivators have to face. This statement is absolutely correct. Because of their historical origins, the seven major sects can go to the spiritual realm to pick precious medicinal materials and come back to refine Soul Fusion Pills by themselves. Although the quantity is not large,
However, it can make the number of strong people in this sect increase, while other small sects can easily become inactive, with fewer and fewer strong people, and eventually gradually decline.
In a word, resources are extremely important, so this evaluation of sects cannot be slacked off. After all, the leaders of the Tiandi Alliance have personally promised that the sects that enter the top ten can enjoy resource support, which gives everyone hope.
What Luqiang wanted to have most was a Soul Fusion Pill. He often couldn't sleep because of this, thinking about where to find it. Now the opportunity came. As long as he entered the top ten, he could get a Soul Fusion Pill, which was enough for him.
Work hard.
Having made up his mind, he roared: "The tiger's claws can break the sky!" He was really brave, his body like an iron tower suddenly jumped up, his face became more ferocious, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, as if possessed by a monster.
Physically similar.
Colorful sharp edges appeared in the air, transforming into a two-foot-long object, like a hairy animal claw. It looked very scary, but it was only similar in form but not in spirit. After all, Luqiang had not yet succeeded in fusion, and was limited by his skill.
Many disciples in the square watched intently, including more than ten people from the Ningshan sect. When they saw their leader using his special move and great power, they couldn't help but cheer loudly, "Okay..." But there were only a few of them, and the square was too big.
It's empty and the sound has no momentum.
Qiu Yu was also waiting and watching, and nodded slightly at this moment, feeling that this person was indeed capable of performing such a domineering martial arts at the late stage of Shi Fu, but it was a pity that he had not yet succeeded in soul fusion, otherwise the power of the tiger claws would be doubled.
Growth would be great.
Looking at Zheng Liang of Linghaimen again, a sinister look flashed in his narrow eyes, and his body moved almost nimbly. He even whistled, as if it was a crane, and then he pointed his left hand, and his domineering spiritual power transformed into a sword.
A huge sharp object, three feet long, red as jade and resembling a crane's beak, rushed forward quickly.
After seeing this object, Qiu Yu already had the answer in his mind, and felt that Lu Qiang would definitely lose, because Zheng Liang was currently in the early stage of Fusion Soul, and it seemed that he had just advanced to the level, but there should be no problem in defeating his opponent in the late stage of Shi Fu.
There is no doubt that Qiu Yu's current cultivation has not only improved by leaps and bounds, but his eyesight is also very good. He will never rub the sand and can only guess the result.
Seeing this scene, many disciples felt dizzy and wide-eyed as the two forces suddenly approached and even collided hard, making an earth-shattering sound.
"Bang!"
As the broken edge surged, the tiger's claws collapsed after being struck by the sharp beak, and turned into smoke.
A strong reaction force came over, causing Luke to retreat again. He felt as if his chest had been hit by a sledgehammer, and he almost vomited blood.
Zheng Liang, who had the upper hand, flew over like a big bird. With his hands moving together, the cyan spiritual power turned into seven bird claws and rushed away, covering all directions.
Luke was exhausted from the series of vicious attacks, and could only resist with all his strength, appearing in a state of embarrassment. He only heard a fluffy voice, and another "chi" sound. His sleeves were scratched, and his arms were scratched.
There were deep blood marks, and I screamed in pain.
The two men fought vigorously, but there was a gap in strength after all. Just as Qiu Yu expected, Luqiang was still defeated in the end. He was hit on the head by his opponent's palm, and fell to the ground in darkness.
At the same time, the referee could only be heard shouting: "Stop...the fight is over, Ling Haimen wins!"