After Chen Shiyu stepped down, Chen Shipeng, who was ranked fifty-fourth in the Chen family, also came on stage to accept everyone's challenge.
Chen Shipeng is a middle-aged man with fair complexion and exuding the aura of a Confucian scholar.
Judging from his imposing manner, it seems somewhat inconsistent with his majestic name.
But don’t underestimate Chen Zhiyu, the fifty-fourth uncle!
He is one of the two most promising people in this generation to build a foundation!
He didn't have any fancy moves, he just performed a second-level light body technique and stepped onto the ring.
"Xiaosheng Chen Shipeng, if any fellow Taoist is willing to come on stage to teach me a thing or two, please feel free to come up and Xiaosheng will try his best to accompany you!"
Chen Shipeng's words were just like that of a mortal scholar, with a sense of elegance and showmanship.
Some people below have already started talking quietly.
"Why is this boy so fair-skinned, and so delicate in his speech? He can compete with that woman who has not yet left the palace!"
One man said.
"yes!"
"There is a huge difference from that heroic female cultivator just now!"
Another person shouted.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. No matter what, she is also a member of the Chen family, and it is not something you or I can criticize!"
A rather majestic man scolded the two of them.
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The people in the audience were talking, and Chen Shipeng couldn't hear them because of his cultivation level, but he didn't care much about it because he only had Tao in his heart.
His purpose in coming to power was just to show his face, win honor for his family, and add another weight to his foundation.
He didn't pay much attention to the words of the people in the audience. To him, things other than cultivation were just common things. He didn't want to get involved, and he wouldn't get involved.
Ordinarily, all the people who can come to Biyun Square are invited by the Chen family, and they should not say such vulgar words.
But after all, these monks are also human beings. Gossip is a common feature of human beings. What these monks talk about after dinner is just boring things.
In addition, there are many casual cultivators in Tianhuang County who admire the Chen family and came today with gifts. It is difficult for the Chen family to rush out, so it is not an exaggeration to describe Biyun Square as a mixed bag.
After waiting for a while, a man carrying a nine-curved sword appeared on the stage.
"I'm placing an order with Xiong, a casual cultivator from Songyangpo. Please give me some advice!"
This man was quite forthright. When he came on stage, he directly exposed his family and said with his hands raised.
"It turns out that your Excellency is Da Dao Mono Bear!"
"Nice to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you!"
The two clasped their fists and bowed to each other, and then started fighting.
I saw Chen Shipeng taking the lead, opening a folding fan with a "whoosh", and running towards Mon Xiong like light and shadow.
Although Monkuma looks big and thick and not flexible enough, he is not an incompetent person.
Seeing that Chen Shipeng was like light and shadow, he summoned a cyan jade bowl magic weapon to protect himself.
Then he used the big sword in his hand to make the tiger look powerful. Although Chen Shipeng was fast, he couldn't get close to the big man for a while.
When Chen Shipeng saw this, he summoned a flute from nowhere. He was holding a jade flute and walking towards the big man while blowing it.
Everyone just felt that the sound of the flute was clear and beautiful, rising and falling, until it reached the extreme low level, like a ray of light falling into the ice.
Although it is extremely low and fine, every note is clearly audible, just like the beating of pearls and jade, which sometimes makes people high-pitched and sometimes makes people heart-wrenching.
As soon as the song falls, people feel that flowers are blooming and withering, all things are withering, and drizzle is continuous. It is ****, sometimes solemn, sometimes warm, but it makes everyone intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
The man opposite him named Danxiong tried to struggle out of the illusion intertwined with this music several times, but he was already on the path of physical training and had not put much effort into cultivating his spiritual consciousness.
Therefore, in less than a quarter of an hour, I fell into a fantasy world, unable to extricate myself.
At this moment, the man looked very struggling. It was obvious that this illusion had evoked something that had a profound impact on him.
When the song ended, the man named Monkuma finally woke up.
I saw a trace of Jingguangqiao flashing in his eyes after he woke up, and then he cupped his hands and said:
"Thank you fellow Taoist for showing mercy!"
"Shan surrendered!"
The man named Monkuma turned around and got off the ring.
Next, Chen Shipeng faced two more waves of challengers, and then came off the field in a daze.
Chen Zhiyu, who was watching on the sidelines, was stunned. It was obviously the first time he had seen this kind of fighting method.
I also felt a little more curious and exploring about Uncle Fifty-Four.
Several more uncles came up from the next generation, but they all had victories and defeats, but no one maintained the unbeatable record of the Thirty-sixth Aunt and the Fifty-fourth Uncle.
As for the zigzag generation Chen Zhihua, Chen Zhiyao and others also came on stage one after another to compete with others, but the results were not very good.
When Chen Zhiyu was hesitating whether to go on stage, a boy who looked fifteen or sixteen years old stepped onto the ring and wanted to compete with the children of the Chen family.
However, everyone present now either has a high level of cultivation but does not meet the age limit, or their age does not meet the standard and their cultivation level does not meet the standard.
At last glance, Chen Zhiyu was sent to the scene by Chen Yuqian.
Chen Zhiyu took a deep breath, slowly walked onto the ring, and started his first show in front of everyone.
"My name is Li Feiyu, who are you? Tell me your name!"
The young man said somewhat arrogantly.
"I'm Chen Zhiyu!"
"Please give me some advice!"
Chen Zhiyu politely held his fists and bowed to the other party.
Although the young man named Li Feiyu was arrogant, he bowed his hand to Chen Zhiyu in a sincere manner and returned the salute.
When the two saw the ceremony, they began to compete.
Chen Zhiyu knew that the opponent's cultivation level was just a little higher than his own, so he took the lead.
A green light flashed from his hand, but several ivy vines wrapped around Li Feiyu from his sleeves.
"snort"
Li Feiyu on the opposite side snorted coldly when he saw this, and two flying swords appeared in his hands.
But it cut off the entangled ivy.
It's just that this ivy seems to have extremely strong vitality. After being cut off, it instantly returned to its original shape.
When Li Feiyu saw this, a powerful fire dragon rushed from his hand towards the two green vines.
Once the green vines were touched by sparks, they turned into fly ash.
The fire dragon continued to move forward, heading towards Chen Zhiyu.
Chen Zhiyu flipped in the air and threw out several talismans with blue aura flowing on the surface. A torrent of water surged out, but it extinguished Li Feiyu's fire dragon.
The talisman Chen Zhiyu just threw was a second-level water dragon talisman, one of several talismans prepared by Chen Zhiyu for him.
Seeing that the fire dragon was extinguished, Li Feiyu didn't show any surprise on his face, he just scolded coldly: "The clone shadow!"
However, Chen Zhiyu saw more than a dozen shadows of Li Feiyu appearing in front of him. Looking at their aura and shape, he couldn't tell which one was the real Li Feiyu.
Chen Zhiyu already had a solemn look on his face, holding the mid-level magic weapon Flying Sword in his hand, constantly looking around to resist Li Feiyu's attack.
Soon enough, Chen Zhiyu felt a chill all over his body. He turned around and saw two flying swords already in front of him. He quickly raised his sword to block them.
"kick" "kick" "kick"
Chen Zhiyu was seen hastily raising his sword to block Li Feiyu's attack.
It's just that the quality of the flying sword in Chen Zhiyu's hand is not as good as the two swords in Li Feiyu's hand.
In addition, Chen Zhiyu's cultivation was already slightly weaker than that of Li Feiyu, but he took more than ten steps back before barely regaining his balance.
At this time, the sword in Chen Zhiyu's hand had been broken into several pieces.
Seeing this, Chen Zhiyu hurriedly called out the ghost-exorcizing gong that was once used to get rid of ghosts.
The yellow light on the ghost exorcism gong blocked the flying sword.
Chen Zhiyu also smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that after this competition, he would prepare a few suitable magic weapons.
Li Feiyu, who was opposite, saw Chen Zhiyu's flying sword broken and took out a magic weapon for exorcising ghosts, with a hint of sneer on his lips.
But what he never expected was that a sound that broke through the air came from behind Li Feiyu.
Li Feiyu quickly did a backflip and blocked the incoming hidden weapon. It turned out to be a black iron nail weapon, which was the only choice for a sneak attack.
"mean!"
Li Feiyu shouted angrily.
But before he could react, another sound pierced through the air struck him.
Li Feiyu had no choice but to use the art of transformation again, and instantly more than a dozen figures of Li Feiyu appeared on the stage.
This time, Chen Zhiyu had a calm and calm look on his face, and just shouted coldly: "Spiritual Eye Technique, activate!"
Chen Zhiyu's eyes were covered with another layer of green light, but Li Feiyu's figure appeared accurately in Chen Zhiyu's eyes.
Then two black light spots quickly struck towards Li Feiyu's location.
Then several more spiritual talismans appeared in Chen Zhiyu's hand, and then he frantically injected spiritual energy into them and threw them in the direction of Li Feiyu.
Boom!
Everyone heard an explosion, and then a young man with a face covered in black and gray appeared in front of everyone.
It was none other than that cold and arrogant young man Li Feiyu!
But before he could react, Chen Zhiyu swallowed a pill, and then several more blue talismans came towards him.
Also coming along were two black light spots. They were the soul-chasing nails used by the old man of the Yang family in Heishanling against Grandpa Chen Zhiyu.
Li Feiyu, however, hurriedly raised the protective spiritual shield to resist the talisman, and his swords danced in the air.
"Keng" "Keng"
What fell next were two black soul nails.
However, Chen Zhiyu used some spiritual power to recall the soul-chasing nail, and then began to strike the ghost-exorcist gong erratically.
A burst of sound waves attacked Li Feiyu.
Although this ghost-expelling gong is a bit useless, it is a magic weapon specially designed to restrain ghosts and evil spirits, but don't forget that it is also a second-level magic weapon, and it also has a certain impact on the monk's mind.
Just when Li Feiyu was distracted for a moment, Chen Zhiyu attacked with another burst of talismans.
Anyway, Chen Zhiyu's mother is a second-level talisman master. He has a lot of these first- and second-level talismans, and he doesn't care much about them.
This made the casual cultivators below look dumbfounded, and they all sighed: Sure enough, he is a descendant of the family, so rich.
You must know that the worst first-level talisman requires several spiritual stones, not to mention that Chen Zhiyu just threw out several second-level talismans, which cost ten or twenty spiritual stones each.
Chen Zhiyu's fight cost him hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones.
Even those foundation-building masters had their faces darkened. Apparently they had never thought of this kind of fighting method, relying solely on sneak attacks and adding talismans, which was an eye-opener for them.
However, the several Chen family members sitting on the high platform were all smiling, especially Chen Yuqian's proud expression, which made the two Wang family members next to him grit their teeth and chew in their stomachs.
Today's competition not only did not suppress the Chen family's arrogance, but actually made the Chen family's reputation even higher. It really shot itself in the foot.
Li Feiyu on the stage also had a dark face, and it was obvious that he had not encountered such a trick.
It was dozens of rounds again. Li Feiyu was panting and wielding his sword. Looking at Chen Zhiyu opposite, he felt like he was about to vomit blood.
How come this kid has so many elixirs and his magic power hasn’t been exhausted yet!
In fact, what he didn't know was that Chen Zhiyu's father and grandfather were both alchemists, so how could he be short of elixirs?
In addition, the "Burning Wood Heart Sutra" practiced by Chen Zhiyu is extremely domineering, and it is also extremely difficult to practice and consumes a lot of resources.
However, during this fight, his magic power was several times stronger than others.
As for whether so many elixirs will produce erysipelas, I'm sorry.
Only they themselves know how seriously Chen Zhiyu's grandfather and father regard Chen Zhiyu. They naturally know such basic issues.
Therefore, what they prepared for Chen Zhiyu were basically top-grade elixirs. I am afraid that Chen Zhiyu was the only one in the entire Chen family who received such treatment.
Looking at Li Feiyu's cannibalistic look across from him, Chen Zhiyu raised his hand again, and several more talismans appeared in his hand.
When Li Feiyu opposite saw the talisman in Chen Zhiyu's hand, he looked like he had eaten a fly, and then said: "You..."