Su Xing followed the footsteps of everyone and arrived at the competition stage calmly.
When they arrived, the competition stage was already surrounded by many disciples wearing various colored robes. At a rough estimate, Su Xing guessed that there were at least a hundred disciples gathered here.
He squeezed through the crowd, found a place to stay, and immediately raised his eyes to look at the competition stage.
When he saw one of the beautiful figures standing on the competition stage, Su Xing unconsciously raised his eyebrows.
Wearing a yellow Taoist robe and three thousand blue hairs on her head fluttering in the wind, the quirky Li Feiyao, with muscles as white as snow, is standing in the corner of the martial arts platform holding a slender spiritual sword, her head hanging slightly, looking expressionlessly.
The ground ahead.
Su Xing immediately noticed an unusual aura from the girl's body. After being stunned for a few moments, Su Xing immediately reacted.
After not seeing each other for two months, it turns out that Li Feiyao also passed the Qi Gathering stage and was successfully promoted to the Huayuan realm.
Su Xing vaguely recalled that Li Feiyao's vitality fluctuations were quite unstable two months ago, but now, the aura all over her body was different and she looked very calm. If it weren't for her eye-catching appearance, everyone would probably think that she was...
The place where I stood was just air.
"Hey, senior brother, what's going on in today's competition?"
Su Xing patted the shoulder of the person in front of him and asked him politely.
The man turned around and glanced at Su Xing, looking thoughtful. He seemed to have an impression of Su Xing's appearance, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
For a moment, he gave up unnecessary thinking and explained the whole story to Su Xing.
A week ago, after Li Feiyao successfully broke through to Huayuan Realm, perhaps to satisfy her own vanity, she decided to rush to the Earth Ranking to take a look.
However, although she was full of confidence in herself, she did not forget to overestimate her abilities and challenge the top spot. Instead, she found a disciple who was at the same level as her, ranked 49, and challenged her to a duel.
After Li Feiyao relied on her extraordinary skills and agile swordsmanship, she successfully defeated the disciple of Xuanguang Taoist Academy and ranked among the top fifty on the Earth Ranking.
But she didn't expect that the position on the Earth Ranking was not so easy to be fooled. Yesterday, another disciple from Xuanguang Taoist Academy came to Yuyang Taoist Academy and challenged Li Feiyao in the name of revenge for the Taoist Academy.
Hearing this, Su Xing couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He knew that Li Feiyao had a lively nature and was full of fighting spirit throughout his career in martial arts. However, although being on the Earth Ranking was a glorious thing, it also had its disadvantages, that is, if someone came to challenge him, he could not refuse.
Su Xing immediately looked at the disciple wearing purple robes on the other side and found that he seemed to be the new disciple who was brought into the sect with him.
After recalling it in his mind for a while, Su Xing remembered his name - Feng Yuan.
After sizing up the opponent, Su Xing roughly knew that Feng Yuan had entered the early stage of Huayuan Realm for some time, and Li Feiyao should not be his opponent.
"But fortunately, competitions within the sect are all about one point. If Feng Yuan can defeat Li Feiyao today, it will be a lesson to her."
After learning the ins and outs of the matter, Su Xing didn't care so much about the results of today's competition.
But he became interested in another thing, which was how the disciples of Xuanguang Taoist Academy fought?
Among the three Taoist monasteries, Yuyang emphasizes integration and mastery, Shenji emphasizes decisive killing and sharp strikes, and Xuanguang Taoist monastery, which is good at refining weapons and alchemy, how do its disciples maintain their position in the top ten of the earth rankings all year round?
Just when Su Xing began to recall the combat methods for alchemists in the second book of alchemy, the witness on the other side of the competition stage had already waved down the flag in his hand.
The competition begins!
After the words fell, Li Feiyao took the lead in attacking.
I saw the girl in yellow pulling out her spiritual sword, leaping high into the air, and flying rapidly towards Feng Yuan not far away.
At the same time, his wrist flipped, and the spirit sword held in his fingers shimmered with light, slashing towards Feng Yuan in an extremely weird arc.
"Mingyue Sword Technique!"
Some disciples in the audience immediately recognized the swordsmanship used by Li Feiyao.
A cold white arc of light flashed in front of him. Facing the sharp sword, Feng Yuan looked calm. He sneered and drew out the long sword from his waist.
Everyone looked closely and saw that on the blade of Feng Yuan's silver-black spirit sword, there was a fiery red line surrounding the junction between the hilt and the blade.
The moment he pulled out the spiritual sword, a crimson light suddenly burst out from the surface with fiery red lines.
At the same time, Feng Yuan shouted loudly:
"Hellfire Pattern!"
The passionate voice fell, and along with the crimson light, everyone seemed to see a steaming crimson flame burning happily on the surface of Feng Yuan's spirit sword.
The crimson flame turned into a huge fireball in a short moment, flying along the blade of the long sword to the edge of the sword. Then, Feng Yuan gently raised the sword, and the huge fireball immediately rushed towards the flying sword.
Li Feiyao shot away.
"Spirit pattern!"
The fiery red lines on Feng Yuan's sword awakened Su Xing's sleeping memory, and the contents of the artifact book he had read suddenly emerged in his mind.
Weapon Refiner, as a respected profession on the Lingwu Continent, is not only proficient in refining weapons, but also has an extremely extraordinary skill, which is to carve spiritual patterns for spiritual weapons.
Spiritual patterns, which are equivalent to the martial arts of spiritual weapons, are tattooed on the surface of the spiritual weapon after being carved by the weapon refiner. As long as the energy is used to stimulate it, the power of the spiritual patterns can be summoned.
The number of spiritual patterns that a weapon refiner can learn in a lifetime is related to the talent and strength of the weapon refiner, and the number of spiritual patterns that can be engraved on a spiritual weapon is related to the grade of the spiritual weapon.
Legend has it that those extremely rare immortal weapons can use dozens of different types of spiritual patterns at the same time!
From all sides of the competition stage, not only Su Xing recognized Feng Yuan's moves, but everyone on the side also quickly reacted and let out a chorus of admiration.
"Spirit pattern? I didn't expect that Feng Yuancai had already refined his first spirit pattern less than half a year after entering Xuanguang Taoist Academy."
"Looking at the attributes of the spirit pattern and the phenomenon of the spirit pattern, I am afraid that this spirit pattern has smelted a lot of fire-attributed beast cores."
"Now, I'm afraid Junior Sister Li will be defeated soon."
Although Su Xing is good friends with Li Feiyao, he also strongly agrees with these people's evaluation and believes that Li Feiyao will be defeated soon.
On the competition stage, Li Feiyao faced the huge fireball that was coming. Veins appeared on the white jade hand holding the sword. He used all his energy to pierce the sword edge into the fireball and threw it into the sky above his head.
The crimson fireball was thrown overhead by Li Feiyao and exploded in the air, creating a magnificent mushroom cloud.
At this time, Li Feiyao was already exhausted. A cold light flashed in Feng Yuan's eyes, and he ran towards Li Feiyao, who was still stiff.
With the sword in his hand carrying the wind, he appeared in front of Li Feiyao in just the blink of an eye.
The girl just came back to her senses and saw the powerful Feng Yuan raising his sword to stab her. Her beautiful eyes dropped unconsciously, waiting for the witness to announce her defeat.
Everyone sighed at that moment, lamenting that there was still a big gap between Yuyang Taoist Temple and Xuanguang Taoist Temple.
When Feng Yuan gently touches the edge of the long sword in front of Li Feiyao, it means that Li Feiyao will be defeated. This is the custom of the Earth Ranking Competition.
Seeing Feng Yuan's actions, Su Xing suddenly frowned.
In his opinion, Feng Yuan didn't really want to stop there, but seemed to want to severely injure Li Feiyao.
Realizing that Feng Yuan was secretly using the vitality in his body to focus on the long sword, Su Xing secretly said something was wrong.
Seeing that Feng Yuan had appeared in front of Li Feiyao, Su Xing pushed away the crowd in front of him, kicked the ground with both feet, and flew towards the competition stage at an extremely frightening speed.
A sudden flash of black shadow shocked everyone present and the witnesses of the competition.
The next second, there was an extremely harsh "stinging" sound in everyone's ears, and at the same time, they saw several streaks of white cotton flying down from the sky.
People came back to their senses and looked intently at the figure flying on the competition stage.
I saw a handsome young man also wearing a yellow robe, holding a rusty sword in his hand. The blade of the rusty sword was currently blocking Li Feiyao's body.
The left side of the sword blade was Li Feiyao's abdomen, but the surface on the right side had already collided with Feng Yuan's sword edge.
"Su Xing?"
When Li Feiyao saw the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, he was slightly startled and opened his mouth slightly.
At this time, the witnesses of the competition and some very knowledgeable disciples in the audience had already realized what was going on.
"Junior Brother Feng Yuan... wants to destroy Junior Sister Li Feiyao's cultivation!"
If it weren't for the resistance of Su Xing's long sword, Feng Yuan's sword would have penetrated Li Feiyao's dantian long ago, destroying her cultivation!
On the competition stage, Su Xing glanced sideways at Feng Yuan, his expression stern, and his cold questioning echoed through the entire venue.
"You're going to be so cruel even if you're competing with fellow disciples?"