The top thirty-two have been decided. Liu Zheji, Jiang Nichang and others have successfully reached the top thirty-two. Winning one game will mean reaching the top in one step. The places vacated by the top ten disciples will also be announced tonight.
"Senior Brother Nanbo, are you ready to survive the tribulation?" At the Hongdetang station, four people were sitting around in the meeting hall. Sitting at the main seat was a middle-aged man in navy blue robes.
One by one, herons and other exotic beasts straightened up their arms, almost ready to take off.
"Humph, Nanbo has not been able to overcome the tribulation sooner or later. But now that he has made it, one of the top ten disciples will be vacant. Where can I find someone to fill this vacancy for him?" The person who spoke was Feng Zang, who had a gloomy face.
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"Nan Bo has already planned to overcome the tribulation. Uncle, don't blame him. If Senior Brother Nan Bo succeeds in overcoming the tribulation, why not give up a place?" Facing Feng Zang was a young man with a beautiful face. He had a reserved personality.
He looked at the crowd with insightful eyes and said.
"Junior brother Huangfu is right. This time Nanbo and his tribulation are of great importance. Let's give up the quota and let them fight for life and death. We should not get involved in this mess." The other man kept a faint smile on his lips.
The interested young man spoke up.
Seeing that these people had already made their decisions, Feng Zang felt a little alienated, but due to the power behind these people, he could only snort and leave the table.
After Feng Zang left, the purple-clothed girl who had been silent for a long time yawned as if she had just woken up. Then she stretched her waist lazily and said: "Where are you talking about? Huh? Uncle Feng Master
Woolen cloth?"
Everyone was speechless. Only the young man with a faint smile shook his head and said, "Zi Ling, can you please stop sleeping during important meetings every time? Uncle Feng Zang has already left."
The girl named Zi Ling's big eyes widened, "What? Uncle Feng is leaving? Then the meeting is over and I'm leaving too?"
Huangfu and others looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
The conversation between several people was "accidentally" leaked and spread to various halls, and the disciples who entered the top 32 were immediately excited.
"Is there one more spot for the top ten disciples?" In the Xiandao Hall, Bi Ruxue looked at the hall master in confusion.
Bu Mizong also turned blue, obviously this news caught him by surprise.
"There is no one left in our Xiedao Hall!" Bu Mizong said angrily.
Bi Ruxue felt dizzy for a while, and a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat.
"If I had known better, I wouldn't have lost to that kid." Bi Ruxue shook her head and sighed.
"I don't blame you, I just found out about this news." Bu Mizong shook his head. He was tricked by Jiang Hanyun. The competition between Bi Ruxue and Liu Zheji seemed to be no problem, but in fact Jiang Hanyun had found Bu Mizong a long time ago.
They exchanged some interests with each other, and the price was that Bi Ruxue's blood was given to Liu Zheji. Even Liu Zheji didn't know this. It can only be said that Bi Ruxue's acting skills were so superb that he deceived everyone.
"In this case, there is only one way to go."
Bu Mizong sighed and suddenly asked Xiang Biruxue: "What do you think of the strength of that boy from the sword hall?"
Bi Ruxue thought for a while and replied: "My strength is average. If I were serious, I would have interrupted his move long ago, but if he can perform like he did today, he should be in the top sixteen."
"The top sixteen are useless..." Bu Mizong fell into a long silence.
At the sword hall station, the battle list has been issued. When Liu Zheji saw tomorrow's opponent, his expression suddenly turned strange.
"Zhang Hongyu is a candidate vigorously cultivated by Qinyintang, and you and Nishang are candidates of my sword hall. You are stronger than Nishang, so I can only send you."
Jiang Hanyun's words made Liu Zheji think about it for a long time. There was only one top ten disciple, and there were three candidates from Zhou Changqing's line. Three candidates competed for one. Jiang Nichang was obviously abandoned. Her strength had no chance of winning from thirty-two to sixteen.
, the remaining Liu Zheji and Zhang Hongyu all rely on their own abilities. Whoever can win will have the hope of becoming a top ten disciple.
When Liu Zheji understood this truth, he knew that he would have to work hard tomorrow no matter what.
"Senior Brother Zhang... I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much." Liu Zheji laughed alone in the dim hut.
The promotion match was held as scheduled the next day. Liu Zheji and Zhang Hongyu competed in the second match. At this time, the first match had just begun. The opponents were Bingtang Zhou Hongyi and Zhu Dantang Qitai.
Zhou Hongyi's willow broken halberd looked familiar. He seemed to be the strong man who made dissatisfaction remarks yesterday. He saw Zhou Hongyi standing on the ring with a machete that was eight feet long, and a fierce aura naturally exuded.
Opposite him, a young man with a youthful face stood uneasily on the ring. The loud cheers from the audience seats made him blush.
Although Mrs. Qi is only sixteen years old, her cultivation level is extremely terrifying. At the age of sixteen, only Ertang can cultivate her at the Guixu realm.
"Senior brother, please let me go."
Mrs. Qi took a deep breath at this time and saluted Zhou Hong.
"Hey!" Zhou Hongyi said involuntarily, shouted loudly, picked up the long knife and slashed with it, a golden light burst out from the tip of the knife, dyeing Mrs. Qi's face golden.
"Fight!" Qi Tai suddenly roared, and his hands turned into strange silver. He raised his hands and thrust them into the golden light. Zhou Hongyi's weapon was struck by Qi Tai's palm.
He pinched it and saw a flash of silver, and the hard spiritual weapon was broken into two pieces.
"hiss……"
There was a gasp of air from the spectator seats.
"What kind of palm is this?" Liu Zheji was also frightened.
Zhou Hong's expression changed, and he decisively dropped his weapons and retreated. After retreating to a safe distance, Zhou Hong secretly made a hand secret in his hand, and golden qi gushes out from the sea of qi and gradually covers his whole body.
"Magic Weapon Mysterious Technique! Borrow it!" Zhou Hongyi suddenly squatted on the ground, slammed his hands on the ring, and two golden coffins slowly emerged from the ground.
The coffin shook violently when it was revealed in its entirety, and then the lid of the coffin was opened, revealing a pair of armor and a sword inside.
Mrs. Qi seemed to be very interested in Zhou Hongyi's martial arts. He did not stop his next move, but watched Zhou Hongyi put on the armor with interest.
"Magic Weapon Mysterious Technique! Attached!" Zhou Hong put on the armor and pinched it with his hands. The surface of the armor suddenly shone brightly. Zhou Hong's whole person was shrouded in the light. For a moment, the light disappeared, and a man covered in gold
The little giant in armor walked out of the ring. The giant's appearance was very similar to that of Zhao Wenyuan, the elder of the military hall in Langya Valley, except that his weapon was a Guandao, while Zhao Wenyuan's was a giant sword.
"Kill!" The giant grabbed the Guan Dao inside the coffin, kicked off his thick legs, and rushed towards Mrs. Qi with a rumble.
As soon as Zhou Hong closed the sword in his hand, he felt like a murderer, and he slashed at Qi Tai with one strike. The golden energy on the closed sword burst out with a bright light that made it impossible to look directly at him.
Seeing the golden-armored giant approaching, Qi Tai's expression remained unchanged. His arms turned completely silver, and with just a slight movement, Zhou Hongyi's Guandao was easily held in the air by him. Before Zhou Hongyi could change his moves,
, Qitai clenched his fists fiercely, and the surrounding air suddenly vibrated with a "buzz".
"Drink!" Qi Tai lowered his back and sat on his horse, hitting the golden-armored giant in the abdomen with an ordinary straight punch.
"Poof." The fist hit the belly of the golden-armored giant, and a deep crack appeared on its armor.
"Ho... ho..." Zhou Hong took a few steps back, blood pouring out of his mouth, and finally he lay on his back like a mountain.
"Hongdetang Qi Tai, promoted to the top sixteen!"
Liu Zheji felt a little heavy when he saw Mrs. Qi winning so easily. This week Hongyi seemed to be stronger than Jiang Nichang. The next match would be Jiang Nichang. Logically speaking, Jiang Hanyun would not open the back door for Jiang Nichang again.
Jiang Nishang's situation suddenly became worrying.
"Senior sister, try your best, or give up if you can't." Liu Zheji consoled her.
Jiang Nichang also knew that her chances of winning were very slim. She nodded, and she would not show off if she could admit defeat.
Jiang Nichang's opponent was Wang Renping, the one who severely injured Zhen Zhi before. Jiang Nichang was already ready to surrender, but after seeing Wang Renping, she remembered Zhen Zhi's miserable appearance again. After the last competition,
Zhen Zhi was carried to
After being treated by Qinyintang, the severity of the injury made the entire sword hall become angry. The meridians were broken and the sea of qi was forced. He had no possibility of breakthrough in this life. Fortunately, Zhen Zhi was still in a coma. If he woke up, I really don’t know who he was.
How to face all this.
Behind the scenes, the competition between Jiang Nichang and Wang Renping officially began.
"Junior sister, you don't have to look at me like that. I can't do anything about Senior Brother Zhen. Since he loses, it can only be because he failed in his cultivation. Don't you think so, Junior Sister?"
Wang Renping was extremely arrogant as soon as he came up. The angry Jian Tang disciples yelled and yelled outside the court. Jiang Hanyun also had a bad look on his face. He had offended Hong De Tang last time, but he didn't expect Feng Zang to come back this time.
"Did you do it?" Jiang Hanyun didn't care about the hall master.
Losing his grace, he suddenly stood up from his seat and asked Feng Zang.
"Hmph, the competition is organized by the Elder Hall, what does it have to do with me? If you want to blame it, blame your daughter for her misfortune, meet me, a disciple of Hongde Hall!" Feng Zang's sinister tone made Jiang Hanyun extremely angry, and he almost wanted to be on the spot.
When Zhang Daqian started to take action, Zhang Daqian saw something bad and hurriedly grabbed Jiang Hanyun.
"Fengzang! If Nishang is injured at all! I will never end it with you!" Jiang Hanyun snorted coldly.
Feng Zang smiled disdainfully, "It won't be over until it's over. Who's afraid of whom?"
At this time, many disciples in the spectator seats suddenly felt that the temperature around them dropped suddenly, and the cold breath made some of the weak white-clothed disciples couldn't help but shiver all over.
In the independent spectator seats of the hall masters, an ice dragon looked angrily at Feng Zang in front of him. On it, strands of ice shards poured out. Feng Zang's expression changed, and he put up a blue infuriating shield around his body to block it.
These ice chips.
"Jiang Hanyun! Do you want to fight me?" Feng Zang looked at Jiang Hanyun with a gloomy expression. He didn't expect Jiang Hanyun to be so bold and even want to fight Feng Zang during the competition.
Just as the two men were drawing their swords and crossbows, a faint shadow suddenly appeared between them.
"Vice Dean."
When the two men with their swords and crossbows drawn, saw this man, they immediately lost all their energy and bowed in salute.
"Both of them are sitting in the hall master's seat and are still fighting for life and death like children. If word spreads, won't people laugh at me at Zhongxu Academy?" Zhou Changqing said coldly.
Cold sweat broke out on Jiang Hanyun and Feng Zang's foreheads. Their heads were lowered and they hurriedly said no.
"Jiang Hanyun, I'll be in seclusion for three months so that you can wake up. This is Dabi! Not you Jianfeng! I won't say the rest. I hope there won't be a next time." Zhou Changqing gave Jiang Hanyun a cold look, and then disappeared from the place.
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The scene in the spectator seats did not affect the progress of the game at all. At this time, Jiang Nichang was already holding two Fire Cloud Swords and fighting with Wang Renping.
Jiang Nichang's skill is called Red Fire Liuyun Jue, which was acquired by Jiang Hanyun through experience outside. This skill is a low-grade Xuan-level skill. He originally gave it to Jiang Nichang with the attitude of giving it a try, but he didn't expect that she would actually be allowed to practice it.
Successfully, it is extremely difficult to get started with the Xuanjie Kung Fu. There are also many Xuanjie Kungfu in the academy, but due to their talent, very few disciples have learned the Xuanjie Kungfu.
The Xuanjie Kung Fu is stronger than the Earth Class Kung Fu in terms of quality of energy and skill level. This is why Jiang Nichang is qualified to challenge the top ten disciples in a few years.
The surface of the Fire Cloud Sword burned with rainbow light, and long flame ribbons were formed between swings. This gave Wang Renping a headache. He was originally a water-based Kung Fu, and Jiang Nichang's Kung Fu restrained him. In addition, the fire
With Yun Jian's blessing, the two of them were evenly matched for a while.
"Yes! That's it! Senior sister! Kill him!" A disciple of the Sword Hall was shouting crazily.
Wang Renping, who was entangled by the Fire Cloud Sword, snorted coldly, and dense water droplets appeared around him. The water droplets swirled in mid-air for several breaths, and suddenly flew toward Jiang Nichang like sharp arrows. Jiang Nichang immediately started spinning the Fire Cloud Sword in both hands.
, danced into a flaming wind wheel, blocking all the raindrops. The remaining raindrops flew past her and hit the formation mask behind Jiang Nishang, causing a wave of ripples.
"Be careful, senior sister!" came the exclamation from the spectator seats.
Jiang Nichang heard the explosion behind her, and just couldn't help but want to look back. The sound of a heavy object breaking through the wind suddenly appeared above her head. Jiang Nichang's face turned pale, and she dropped the Fire Cloud Sword that was dancing wildly in her hand.
He dodged a huge paw that suddenly appeared.
"Bang." The sole of his foot hit the ground, and countless rubbles rose into the air. Jiang Nichang ignored the Huoyun Sword and hurriedly escaped.
"You can't run away! Junior sister!" Wang Renping's ferocious expression was vaguely visible on the water giant's face. His voice was like thunder, his steps were huge, and he caught up with Jiang Nichang in a few steps.
"Water whip kick!" Wang Renping roared in his heart, stamped one foot on the ground, and kicked the other foot in the air. The water giant's bloated body twisted half a circle inconceivably, and a heavy kick hit the water giant who was jumping in the air, unable to use any force.
Jiang Nishang.
"No!" A disciple was roaring. Jiang Hanyun's body temperature dropped sharply, and the corners of his eyes cracked. A trace of blood slowly dripped from his clenched fist. Feng Zang next to him was also frightened and his heart jumped.
Jiang Nishang's entire body was kicked by the water giant towards the formation light film on Liu Zheji's side, and her weak body "bang" knocked out a burst of ripples from the formation light film.
A streak of bright red gradually slid down from the formation's light film, and Jiang Nichang's body fell heavily to the ground.