Qingyun Square, located behind the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect, is the largest square in the entire Qingyun Sect.
Every time all the members of the Qingyun Sect gather, or when the sect elders hand over or the sect leader passes on, this square only plays its real role.
You can imagine how big a large square can be, with enough space for hundreds of thousands of people to stand there.
At least when Yang Huang stepped onto the square, he couldn't see the other side of the square at all.
The entire square is paved with shining stones, which will not be destroyed for thousands of years.
Due to the convenient location of Shanmen Peak, all large-scale events are held here, which is unmatched by the other Twelve Peaks of the Outer Sect, or even the Nine Peaks of the Inner Sect.
In a corner of the square, several small magic circles have been activated, forming an arena the size of a hundred football fields for this little competition.
The draw was held yesterday afternoon, and Zhang Lei went there instead. However, Zhang Lei knew very well that it was just a formality. In fact, the manpower for Yang Huang's battle had already been arranged.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The huge bronze bell was rung, and the square, which had been very lively just now, fell silent for an instant.
This competition, which is held once in March, officially begins this time.
As the general manager of Shanmen Peak, Luan An stood in mid-air with high spirits, and the traces of spiritual energy turned into clouds and mist, lifting him up.
This is his territory, with hundreds of thousands of people in charge, which is equivalent to a small city in the secular world.
Moreover, Shanmen Peak is developing very fast this year. Looking at the disciples who are about to compete, there are thousands of them. This is the combat power of nearly a thousand people.
"Yun Sect, disciples of Shanmen Peak, this time in the March competition, the sect leader has issued an order, all rewards will be doubled, and the top three can enter the inner sect for the entire sect's competition. If you get good results,
With a ranking, you might be able to stay in the inner sect and become an inner sect disciple."
"Not only that, as the general manager of Shanmen Peak, I also personally give rewards to my disciples. As long as they can get the top twenty rankings in the whole sect's small competition, they will receive a bottle of Spirit Gathering Pill, top ten, and spirit condensation.
Three pills, if you can get into the top three, you will get a yellow-level medium-grade spiritual weapon."
Wow!
This time, not only the disciples below screamed in surprise, but also the more than twenty deacons sent from the inner sect.
Spiritual weapons are the lifeblood of a spiritual master. If you do not become a formal spiritual master, close combat will be the norm, and having a handy spiritual weapon will greatly improve your strength.
The strength of the spiritual weapon is closely related to the strength of the guidance of the spiritual weapon.
Mijin is the metal that has been found to be the best for spiritual energy transmission, but the scarcity of Mijin makes even those strong men shake their heads.
The amount of secret gold that appears in the entire world every year does not exceed ten kilograms. If it is dispersed, even if it is as powerful as the Qingyun Sect, the amount of secret gold that can be obtained every year does not exceed two hundred grams.
Cryptometal cannot be directly used to refine weapons, but it can be mixed with other metals to make weapons.
Mimetal is very precious, but it is also very delicate. Not only does it have very strict requirements on the metal quality of the attachment, but it also goes out of work from time to time. No one dares to say that they have complete control over the refining method of Mimetal.
The success rate of less than 30% and the extremely low output have restricted the number of spiritual weapons. Not to mention the middle-grade yellow-grade weapons, but also the low-grade yellow-grade ones. Spiritual weapons that can increase the channeling rate of spiritual weapons by 5% are also extremely precious.
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"The chief steward suffered a heavy bleeding this time. He is obviously very confident."
"The Grand Manager is trying to win the title of the weakest mountain for forty consecutive years, ten consecutive years."
"This is a material incentive, but the general manager's calculations are really good. The top three in the sect's competition will be able to enter the inner sect. A small competition will send a core disciple to the inner sect, and the performance of the general manager will also be improved."
Not bad."
"Let's just deceive the little guys who are new to the sect! It's completely impossible for the sect to compete with the top three. Even the top ten are all inner sect disciples."
The people below were talking a lot, and even the deacons looked at the chief steward in astonishment.
"Now, let's start with Xiaobi. Everyone will show their true strength. My reward will be placed here."
"Everyone please stop here. After all, we are all brothers in the same discipline. Don't hurt your friendship too much."
The general manager still gave instructions.
Although there is a quota for death in every competition, and the deacons of the inner sect are also watching at the scene. If a disciple really dies during the competition, these deacons will investigate immediately, but the chief manager still has a request.
After all, every disciple who condenses his spiritual roots is likely to become a strong man in the future, and if they gain a firm foothold in Qingyun Sect, that is the glory of Shanmen Peak.
Yang Huang was placed in the first batch, and it was obvious that the other party couldn't wait.
Site No. 77.
Yang Huang put on a new blue outfit, put on his waist tag, and walked over quickly.
"Brother, you have to take care of yourself! If you really can't just admit defeat, there are inner deacons and general managers here. They don't dare to kill people so blatantly." Zhang Lei followed Yang Huang and whispered.
Zhang Lei has said this sentence no less than a hundred times since the morning, but it still didn't make Yang Huang admit defeat directly.
Yang Huang smiled confidently. Although he had just condensed his spiritual roots and the force of one punch was only seven or eight hundred kilograms, Yang Huang was still somewhat confident with the power of the Dragon Elephant Fist.
Yang Huang spent the entire day yesterday in the training valley. He had figured out the first variation of Dragon Elephant Fist, and his proficiency had also improved, reaching the seventh level.
The arena has been surrounded by disciples from Shanmen Peak. Some of them are cheering for their friends, and more are here to study. This is also the purpose of the March one-match.
Arena No. 77.
Disciple No. 145, Yang Huang, Grade C, third grade.
Disciple No. 146, Li Weiqiang, Grade B, Second Class.
Looking at the waistbands of the two disciples on both sides, the deacon as the referee announced loudly.
"What? This is Yang Huang's first time participating in a small competition, and he actually arranged such a strong opponent?"
"It's boring. Let's go check out the other arenas. This place is simply arranged to torture people."
"Is this a joke? A guy who has just become a trainee spiritual master actually wants to fight against a second-level trainee spiritual master. Isn't this a shame?"
"This must be a mistake by the deacons. Although there is no distinction between low-level trainee spiritual masters, at least the first few games will try to arrange people of the same level."
The disciples below started talking one after another. At least in their opinion, this disciple named Yang Huang would definitely lose, and there was no suspense in this competition, and there was no hope of watching it continue.
In an instant, more than half of the disciples watching the battle below were gone, which made the deacon, who was the referee, smile.
After the special arrangement, the deacon really doesn't want too many people to see this competition. After all, if it is pursued...
But the deacon didn't expect that even though it was like this, it still attracted attention.
There were more than a hundred arenas, and the disciples below were bustling with people. Only one arena suddenly had half of the venue empty. This was so obvious to the eyes of the general manager and the inner sect deacon who controlled the overall situation, as if a thick head of hair was suddenly shaved off.
It's like a piece of it is gone.
"Go and ask, what's going on?" The chief manager frowned and whispered to his side.
"What? Who arranged it?" After hearing the report from the disciple next to him, the chief manager's face suddenly turned pale.
If it were in the past, the General Manager would not have come, but after the previous chat with his colleagues was targeted, the General Manager attached great importance to this competition, not to mention the number of new disciples in Shanmen Peak this time.
Of course, we also hope that one or two geniuses will emerge.
"Deacon Mo ordered us to go down," the chief steward's disciple said carefully.
"This bastard, I think he is really too comfortable." The chief manager said bitterly.
But because there are inner deacons around him, the chief manager doesn't want to get angry directly, which will make him lose face.
With a glance, the disciple immediately understood the meaning and quickly walked into the venue.
Soon, a group of outer sect disciples with wooden tags hanging around their waists gathered at Competition Site No. 77 and finally filled in the conspicuous place.
With the sound of a huge copper bell, the competition officially began.
Yang Huang walked into the magic circle and stepped into the ring. Only then did he find his opponent.
He was also dressed in a cyan outfit, but this disciple with a sarcoma the size of a baby's fist on his forehead actually had an iron plate hanging around his waist.
This not only means that he is the backbone of Shanmen Peak, but also shows that he has at least reached the level of a second-level trainee spiritual master.
"Level C disciple, Yang Huang."
"Class B disciple, Li Weiqiang."
According to the regulations, a competition is a competition, and the harmony cannot be hurt. Self-introductions to each other before the competition are still indispensable.
When the referee and deacon also withdrew from the legal circle, Li Weiqiang smiled coldly and said, "Boy, just commit suicide! You can't leave this arena today."
Yang Huang had already been prepared in his heart. Hearing this, he couldn't help but curl his lips. Although he may not be as strong as him, he must keep his head down...
"You are not strong enough to make me despair."
Ha ha!
Li Weiqiang seemed to have heard the best joke. "You are a little guy who has just condensed your spiritual roots. Have you practiced your martial arts? Compete with me. Believe it or not, I will crush you with my fist."
Li Weiqiang really doesn't want to take action, even if he fails in the competition, but the general manager is in control of the overall situation. As a spiritual master, he is extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of spiritual energy. Once it is detected...
"There's so much nonsense..." Yang Huang couldn't wait any longer.
Although his opponent seemed much stronger than himself, Yang Huang still wanted to test the power of Long Elephant Fist on him.
Training and actual combat are completely different for martial arts.
He rushed over in small steps. Yang Huang didn't like being passive. He liked everything to be in his own hands.
With a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, Li Weiqiang smiled coldly.
"The newcomers are really fearless. Don't you know that the difference in level is huge?"
Li Weiqiang did not move, not even taking a basic defensive posture. He just put his hands behind his back and quietly waited for Yang Huang's arrival.
"What's going on with this newcomer? He's not looking for death like this."
"It's over, it's over. Normally speaking, shouldn't newcomers adopt a strategy of wandering around? It's hard to fight head-on. This is courting death."
"What kind of thing, if you meet a fool, you still participate in a small competition at this level?"
"If it hadn't been for Third Brother's order, I wouldn't have bothered to take a look. At first glance, it was a one-sided competition. Now it's better. It won't end more than a cup of tea."
The disciples below shook their heads. In their eyes, Yang Huang was like an egg hitting a stone.
Yang Huang squinted his eyes, his emotions were absolutely focused, and he rushed in front of Li Weiqiang, with his right hand on top and his left hand on the bottom, already ready to attack.
"Go to hell!" Li Weiqiang's narrowed eyes suddenly opened as he approached him, without any fancy movements, just a punch.
From Li Weiqiang's point of view, Yang Huang was completely neutral with one hand and one hand.
With murderous intent in mind, Li Weiqiang did not hold back, punching out, and the spiritual energy gathered in his arm.
"It's over. This is simply irresistible."
"It's over. I hope this newcomer can save his life!"
The disciples below all shook their heads and sighed.
Zhang Lei's face turned red with nervousness. He never expected that Yang Huang not only did not admit defeat, but actually took the initiative to attack.
call!
With a suppressive aura, Li Weiqiang's fist instantly hit Yang Huang's face.
In front of the huge power, everything seems so small, and the sound of punching through the air is deafening.
Yang Huang was also a little nervous, after all, it was his first time facing an enemy.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Huang suppressed his nervousness and suddenly swung his left hand out, as if to block Li Weiqiang's fist.
Li Weiqiang smiled. His punch could break a stone, let alone the body of a newcomer who had just condensed his spiritual roots.
Not only Li Weiqiang, but also the disciples watching the battle below seemed to expect that Yang Huang's arms would be shattered and his chest would be flattened.
But just when everyone thought it was over, something unexpected happened.
Looking at the moment when his fist touched, Yang Huang felt the force from the fist causing his left hand to ache.
At the critical moment, Yang Huang spun his left hand and cleverly avoided the front of his fist. Immediately, the spiritual energy stirred up, leading his fist to swing to the side.
However, it is indeed difficult to make up for the difference in level. Li Weiqiang's punch was too powerful. With a force of two thousand kilograms, Yang Huang could not deflect it with just a touch.
However, Yang Huang was not anxious. After these two days of martial arts training, he already had some experience in this defense.
Cyan spiritual energy was poured into his arms, and with the bonus of the wind attribute, Yang Huang's arms suddenly became ten times lighter.
If it doesn't work once, then several times...
Everyone only saw that Yang Huang seemed to have a dozen extra left hands out of thin air. These left hands kept circling around Li Weiqiang's fist, but did not touch it.
In fact, everyone also understood that this was just the afterimage they saw because Yang Huang was too fast.
"The attribute of wind." An outer disciple exclaimed in surprise.
Others stared at Yang Huang's arm curiously.
The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth are the orthodox attributes of heaven and earth, while the other attributes of wind, rain, thunder and lightning are derived attributes. Such attributes are rare and can be compared to geniuses.
Li Weiqiang was even more miserable at this time. He felt that his arm was constantly being attacked. Even with the protection of spiritual energy, the pain was a little unbearable as he was constantly being attacked in one place.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of attacks and severe pain seemed to hit him instantly, which made Li Weiqiang involuntarily lose part of his strength.
Enough!
Feeling the weakening of strength, Yang Huang's eyes lit up. In an instant, he suddenly exerted force and waved his left hand heavily again.
Guardian of the Elephant!
Yang Huang's left hand was like a loud, long nose, drawing a special trajectory, directly bringing Li Weiqiang's killing blow to one side.
Li Weiqiang was stunned, and so were the disciples watching the battle below.
What's going on? A newcomer, faced with such a heavy blow, doesn't dodge or attack hard, but just misses it lightly?
Li Weiqiang was stunned for a moment, Yang Huang would not be in a daze.
Seeing the opportunity, Yang Huang raised his right hand and suddenly attacked downwards.
The fierceness of the dragon!
With a sound that broke through the air, his fingers were like dragon claws, and he fiercely grabbed Li Weiqiang's forehead.
Since the other party had the purpose of killing him, Yang Huang was not prepared to hold back.
The attack that had been preparing to launch was fully revealed at this time.
The left hand has the cyan wind attribute, and for the right hand, Yang Huang chose the gold attribute, which has the most powerful attack power.
Faintly, Yang Huang's claws actually had a hint of yellow.
"Childish, do you want to hurt me like this?" Li Weiqiang was furious. His fatal blow was dodged. Now this newcomer wants to attack him actively. Even without Young Master Cong's order, he also started killing.
Get rid of Yang Huang's thoughts.
Mount Tai moves!
With a roar, Li Weiqiang ignored Yang Huang's attack and stamped his feet. The huge force made him speed up quickly, shoulder forward, and charged towards Yang Huang fiercely.
Martial arts.
Li Weiqiang displayed his martial arts, and you could see that the surface of Li Weiqiang's body was exuding a faint, almost inaudible yellow color.
Li Weiqiang is a trainee spiritual master with earth attributes.
kill!
With a roar, Yang Huang didn't dodge, and his right hand suddenly downwards and grabbed hard.
"Since you are so confident in your defense, I will show you what it means to be fierce."
After all, he had the upper hand, and Yang Huang's sharp claws caught Li Weiqiang one step ahead.
However, it was not caught on the forehead, but on the shoulder of the forward thrust.
There was a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
Li Weiqiang didn't care at all.
The earth aura represents thickness and defense. Even among the brothers of the same level, there are only a handful of people who can break through his defense with one move, let alone a newcomer.
Li Weiqiang's eyes were fixed on Yang Huang's chest. He had already filled his body with spiritual energy. With this blow, he was going to kill Yang Huang.
"Mount Taishan! Li Weiqiang really wants people's lives. This is his killer move."
"Li Weiqiang once used this move to fight a third-level trainee spiritual master. This is his famous stunt. This time..."