Liu Zheji was also a little anxious at this time. Zhang Hongyu had obviously learned Bi Ruxue's lesson and did not give him a chance to breathe. Several times he gathered Bi Chao's true energy but was interrupted by the small sword. Liu Zheji felt the constant strength.
With the loss, it becomes increasingly difficult to avoid it.
"This can't go on like this!"
Now the rhythm has completely reversed, and only Liu Zheji will be killed if this continues. Taking a deep breath, Liu Zheji finally made a counterattack.
I saw Liu Zheji make an unusual move. He suddenly stopped. The small sword behind him couldn't avoid it and stabbed into Liu Zheji's back.
"Puff puff." The small sword caused several wounds behind Liu Zheji, but more of them were blocked by the Shuiyun Sword that suddenly appeared behind Liu Zheji.
"Greedy Wolf!"
Withdrawing the Shuiyun Sword, Liu Zheji took advantage of Zhang Hongyu's stunned moment to pounce forward and rushed towards the other side of the ring in the opposite direction.
"Did you faint?" Zhang Hongyu was stunned, and the little sword that had just been knocked away returned to him obediently.
On the side of the ring, Liu Zheji, who had successfully dodged the small sword, touched his back with a grin on his face. When he retracted his hand, a dazzling pool of bright red made his brows jump wildly.
"What the hell!" Liu Zheji was about to rush back in a frenzy, when suddenly an idea flashed and a very risky idea suddenly appeared in his mind.
According to Liu Zheji's observation, no matter how fast or fierce Zhang Hongyu's small sword is, the distance it can control is limited. When the small sword chased him just now, Zhang Hongyu did not stay still, but adjusted his position from time to time as the small sword moved forward.
, Zhang Hongyu's speed is slower than him, Liu Zheji could use this to survive and kill him, but the arena is so big, no matter where Liu Zheji runs, there will be a formation mask blocking him, so now it's the opposite.
Zhang Hongyu is breaking the willow tree.
"What? You gave up? I'll admit defeat and I won't stab you." Looking at Liu Zheji, who was standing still, Zhang Hongyu's proud smile had just appeared halfway when he was confused by Liu Zheji's next move.
"What is he going to do?"
At this time, all the disciples watching the battle also had doubts in their hearts. Liu Zheji's current actions made them confused. In the arena, Liu Zheji took out the Shuiyun Sword and stepped on the sword.
Holding the secret technique in his hand, the Shuiyun Sword flew up from the ground.
Although Zhang Hongyu didn't know why Liu Zheji was flying, he still controlled his small sword and stabbed Liu Zheji in order to avoid long nights and dreams.
"Quick!" Liu Zheji saw the small sword coming, and hurriedly used his secret method to control the Shuiyun Sword to climb quickly. When he reached a certain height, the small sword suddenly stopped a few feet below his feet.
Zhang Hongyu's expression changed drastically, and all the disciples watching the battle suddenly realized.
And above the ring, on a white cloud, Huan Heng looked at Liu Zheji's actions and couldn't help but praise: "This kid is quite smart."
"Humph, I only know how to be clever, so I did this in the ring." Huang Laozu said disdainfully.
"Senior Brother Huang, don't tell me, if we weren't in the ring, this Qinyintang disciple would not have won." Huan Heng retorted with a smile.
"How to say?" Huang Laozu asked.
"Haha." Ancestor Huan Heng laughed and said, "You don't know something, but this Jian Tang boy has an innately invincible machine puppet!"
Ancestor Huang's expression changed. It was difficult for even them to get one of the innately invincible machine puppets.
"Is he from the Mo family?"
The ancestor in white who had been silent next to him interrupted.
"No." Huan Heng shook his head, "It's much scarier than that."
Ancestor Huang's expression suddenly changed. He pointed vaguely upward. When Huan Heng nodded lightly, Ancestor Huang fell silent.
"If that's really the case, there's no chance that the top ten disciples will end up in the sword hall." Senior Brother Huang said.
Liu Zheji's move made Zhang Hongyu neither better nor worse. He just wanted to imitate Liu Zheji and fly on the sword, but then two air bombs stopped his movement.
"Holy shit!" Zhang Hongyu cursed angrily. Although the protective net formed by the small sword blocked the zhenqi bombs, the aftermath of the zhenqi made him disgraced.
"It's my turn this time, right?" After Liu Zheji stood firm in the air, he waved his hands continuously. He saw countless air bombs in his hands being thrown downwards as if he didn't have any energy. The green air bombs were not very powerful.
But Zhang Hongyu had no choice but to hide in all directions.
This time the situation was reversed again. Zhang Hongyu, like Liu Zheji before, could only passively dodge. Occasionally, he failed to dodge and was hit by a zhenqi bomb, which almost caused him to vomit blood.
"Let's see how much energy you can use!" Zhang Hongyu cursed angrily, running around in a panic.
After several rounds, Liu Zheji could not bear the loss of his true energy. He rolled his eyes, took out a large piece of spiritual stone from the storage ring and placed it next to the Shuiyun Sword. He pressed the stone with one hand to restore his true energy.
The other hand was still waving. After seeing this, Zhang Hongyu finally spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the sky.
"This match! Liu Zheji wins." The leader of Qinyin Hall appeared on the ring with an ugly expression. There is no rule that the competition cannot be won in this way. Generally, the competition ends quickly. Who will use the spirit stone to restore your true self?
Time to get angry? The only thing to blame is that Zhang Hongyu’s attack method is too simple.
"Disciple, you are disappointed." After Qinyin Hall Master appeared, Zhang Hongyu stopped pretending. He wanted to pretend that he was angry, but Qinyin Hall Master did not tolerate him and gave him a kick.
Seeing Zhang Hongyu dejectedly exiting behind Qinyin Hall, Liu Zheji still smiled and said: "Senior Brother Zhang, let's compete again someday when we have time. I won't fly so high next time!"
On the way back to the preparation table, Zhang Hongyu staggered and almost fell to the ground. He was about to turn around and yell at Liu Zheji, but the cold gaze from the master of Qinyin Hall next to him made him give up this impulse.
"Liu Zheji! I really shouldn't have called you up the mountain in the first place!" Zhang Hongyu clenched his fist tightly, but then he loosened his fist weakly. He knew that after this round, he would no longer be able to put an end to Liu Zheji's troubles.
As long as Liu Zheji wins the next game, the spot among the top ten disciples may fall on him. Thinking of this, Zhang Hongyu couldn't help but sigh up to the sky.
"Go back and think about how you lost. After this competition, go to the back mountain to retreat for three months and then come back to me." The words of Master Qinyin were still vaguely echoing in his ears, and Zhang Hongyu suddenly felt aggrieved. After a tense period, the top 16
Sixteen disciples successfully qualified for the competition, but the qualifying list was a little strange. Except for the bottom six, the top ten were all people who had never appeared before.
The last six, except Liu Zheji, are Wang Renping and Guan Changhe from Hongde Hall, and Zhou Wenxuan, Lin Shang and Meng Bo from Zhu Dantang. Five of the last six are from Shuangtang. These
The other disciples who saw the list felt helpless.
After this list came out, Liu Zheji became the target of support from all the disciples. After Liu Zheji returned to the station, the disciples in white sent him some gifts every now and then. First, they congratulated him for successfully advancing to the top sixteen, and secondly, Liu Zheji
It was to leave an impression on him so that he could be supported if he was promoted to the top ten disciples.
Liu Zheji didn't refuse anyone he came to. If he was admitted to the top ten disciples, there would be more people fawning over him, which was not bad. If he was not admitted, he would have to accept them even more.
Lan Xin and Liu Yunqi temporarily acted as doormen to receive gifts for Liu Zheji. Lan Xin and Liu Yunqi spent the whole day collecting gifts, and by the end, they even felt a little unfinished.
Liu Zheji crossed his arms and looked at the two of them narrowly, making both of them look embarrassed.
"Senior brother, here is the list of gifts." Lan Xin held a piece of gold foil paper with everyone's name and origin neatly written on it.
, and the type of gift given.
Liu Zheji nodded, these two people were really attentive. In fact, except for the spirit stones, Liu Zheji didn't need anything else, so he simply gave it to Lan Xin and the other two.
"Take it, you have helped me for a day, don't refuse, I won't give it to you if you refuse." After Liu Zheji finished speaking, he ignored the two of them and walked straight back to his residence.
Lan Xin and Liu Yunqi looked at each other, with surprise on their faces. Lan Xin looked at the mountains of gifts in the yard, took a deep breath and said to Liu Yunqi: "Junior brother Liu, since senior brother trusts us so much, we can't let him
He was disappointed. The value of these things is too high. We can just take a few that are enough for us, and exchange the rest for spiritual stones and give them to our senior brother."
Liu Yunqi also nodded. He had never experienced the feeling of being valued by others. Liu Zheji trusted them so much, which made Liu Yunqi feel warm in his heart.
"What are you going to do in tomorrow's game?"
In the room, Liu Zheji was sitting cross-legged on the couch. Bai Wuchang also rarely ran out and leaned on Liu Zheji's bed in a comfortable posture.
"I've tried my best, but my chance of winning is very small." Liu Zheji opened his eyes and withdrew from practice. During this period, Liu Zheji's cultivation level increased rapidly. The atmosphere of the competition was very suitable for practice. These days
The success of Tian's cultivation is equal to that of the previous half month.
Liu Zheji now has very little information. He doesn't have many methods and his cultivation level is low. After a few games, everyone else must have studied him thoroughly. But among the top 16, except for Wang Renping, he has not yet competed with anyone else.
Observed carefully.
"If you win, the position of the top ten disciples will be yours." Bai Wuchang frowned and said, "But if you lose, all your efforts during this period will be in vain."
"That's why I have to think of a perfect plan..." Liu Zheji sighed, and the room suddenly fell into a long silence. Bai Wuchang did not disturb Liu Zheji, and stayed outside for a while before returning to the palace.
The next day, Liu Zheji arrived at Arena No. 1 on time.
The spectator seats had already been filled with countless disciples watching the battle. This time, several hall masters, including several Transformation Realm ancestors, came to the spectator seats. Their appearance aroused even more intense cheers from the spectators.
The appearance of the Patriarch of the Transformation Realm this time undoubtedly gave everyone a message. Someone will definitely be promoted to the top ten disciples today, because only the appointment of the top ten disciples will alarm the Patriarch of the Transformation Realm.
"No way? It's so exciting! Will there be new top ten disciples today?" A group of white-clothed disciples were buzzing with discussion.
The senior brothers in Qingyi behind them all looked at them with smiles in their eyes. The birth of each of the top ten disciples was a major event in the academy. It was also rare for them to witness the birth of a disciple, especially in the competition.
rare.
The appointments of the top ten disciples are usually not announced and are usually directly appointed by the Elders Hall. However, there are exceptions. During the Grand Competition, if one of the top ten disciples cannot continue to serve due to various reasons, then it is necessary to re-certify a disciple through the Grand Competition.
disciple.
This time, the number of the top ten disciples was only revealed near the finals. This made many disciples who had the ability to compete but not participate in the competition to beat their chests and stamp their feet. Some powerful forces could only swallow this bitter taste.
Jiang Nichang didn't come today. Everyone in the sword hall sent Liu Zheji to the preparation table. The other disciples who were watching the battle thought that some big shot was out and looked at Liu Zheji eagerly.
"Okay, brothers, please go back first. The competition will start soon." Liu Zheji couldn't stand the enthusiasm of this group of people anymore. As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the worse you fall. This group of people praised him so much.
If you are tall, aren't you afraid of falling badly?
"Junior brother! You have to work hard! Our sword hall has not produced a top ten disciple for countless years!" A middle-aged disciple sighed. He has been coming to the sword hall for more than ten years and has never seen a top ten disciple.
The eldest disciple appeared from the sword hall.
"Zheji, come on, don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you can't do it this time, go with that girl Nishang next time." Huang Yuxing nodded towards Liu Zheji. Looking at Liu Zheji, he couldn't help but think of the first time he met him.
At that time, he did not expect that the young disciple who was beaten with a bruised nose and face would enter the finals of the competition so quickly, which made him couldn't help but sigh.
"I will, senior brother." Liu Zheji nodded, then said goodbye to everyone and walked to the preparation table.
In the audience seat, among a bunch of Jian Tang disciples, two Hong De Tang disciples slipped in at some point. One of the disciples in green, waving a feather fan, shook his head and said to the people around him: "Junior Brother Bai, what do you think? I should have told you earlier.
, this kid can create miracles as long as you give him a chance."
Bai Yu also didn't expect that the boy who once called him senior brother would climb to such a high place in an instant. If he really got the top ten disciples, wouldn't he still call him senior brother?
"Senior Brother Liang, although he is very good, his opponent is not a vegetarian. Who is easier to mess with, Wang Renping or Guan Changhe in our hall? The people in Zhu Dantang are not bad either. I think he has stopped here.
.
Liang Feifan shook his head and said: "You are wrong, Junior Brother Bai. Do you believe in numerology? Defeat the weak with the strong and make the impossible possible. This is something that only a peerless genius can do. Where has Junior Brother Liu been along the way?"
Aren’t all games extremely dangerous? I think he is a peerless genius, and he will definitely win today!”
Bai Yu frowned at Liang Feifan's words. He thought for a long time. Although there were too many loopholes in Liang Feifan's words and most of them were personal hysteria, the theory of numerology and metaphysics still made him somewhat doubtful. He sighed helplessly and said
: "Best regards, senior brother!"
At this time, in the center of the arena, Patriarch Huan Heng rarely changed into a luxurious moon-white robe. A cyan dragon clung to the corner of the robe, revealing a pair of white jade horns where the dragon was coiled on the back of the robe.
Huan Heng's face was like spring breeze, and he said with a faint smile! "Today's competition will not only determine the winner, but also one of the disciples will become the top ten disciples! After discussion with all the senior brothers, the top ten disciples of this competition will be decided.
The disciples will not participate in the competition, and the remaining six disciples will compete for the first place in the competition, and this first place is the top ten newly promoted disciples of our Zhongxu Academy!
As soon as these words came out, there were thousands of waves of shock. The top ten disciples did not participate in the ranking. This was the first of its kind in the past. In addition, the first place will become one of the top ten disciples. This news immediately made the spectators' seats excited.
"How do you get the first place among six people?" Liu Zheji touched his nose. Could it be that someone else got a bye this time?
Sure enough, after the leader of Qinyin Hall announced the next competition, Liu Zheji's expression suddenly became weird. Sure enough, one person will get a bye! After the six people decide and three win, one person will be byed to directly participate in the finals.
Liu Zheji actually thought that he was the one who got the bye, but he just thought about it. He should pass the first level first.
"For the sake of fairness, this competition will be held in Patriarch Huan Heng's bag space. Please note this to all disciples."
After Liu Zheji stepped onto the ring, the leader of Qinyin Hall announced this important news. Liu Zheji couldn't help but be stunned.
"What is bag space!"
Liu Zheji just asked the master of Qinyin Hall, but the other party didn't seem to hear him and left the room directly. This accident made Liu Zheji wary. No one had ever informed him of this news. Liu Zheji immediately smelled the atmosphere of conspiracy.
"Budai space? It is a special space that can only be created by transformation warriors. This Budai space may also be of this type." Bai Wuchang's voice sounded in Liu Zheji's mind. Liu Zheji's face immediately became solemn, and he looked at the Budai space.
The understanding is still unknown, so I haven’t acted rashly yet.
Opposite Zhou Wenxuan also showed a blank expression after hearing about Budai Space. It was obvious that he didn't know what Budai Space was.
"Since you don't know, let's do some research first." Liu Zheji glanced at Zhou Wenxuan, turned into blue light and ran towards the distance.
Zhou Wenxuan was stunned
In the blink of an eye, Liu Zheji's figure had already disappeared.
The scene that everyone in the audience saw became bizarre. The scene in the ring was huge. Liu Zheji ran for a long time without seeing him touch the edge, but when he jumped inside the ring, everyone saw that the ring was so small.
, this weird scene surprised the disciples in the spectator seats.
"This is the Bag Space of Ancestor Huan Heng." Liang Feifan recognized this scene immediately. He had been fortunate enough to enter the Bag Space. The space inside was huge, but looking from the outside, the Bag Space actually only occupied a very small area.
place.
"Budai Space!" A disciple next to him suddenly exclaimed, causing the audience to start discussing non-stop.
After Liu Zheji got away from Zhou Wenxuan, he kept running towards the north. In his eyes, the formation mask next to the ring seemed to be very close to him, but after running for a long time, he found that the opponent was still very close to him. This situation made Liu Zheji couldn't help but
Become depressed.
"Is it deliberately designed like this?" Liu Zheji simply stopped and thought deeply. Liu Zheji guessed that the situation of this competition was different from the past, so Huanheng must have a deep meaning in creating this bag space.
.
"Do you want yourself to win?" Liu Zheji suddenly thought of the scene when Huan Heng's ancestor wooed him before. If his performance hadn't deceived Huan Heng, he would not have done such a meaningless thing. The Bag Space is very important to Huan Heng.
It really doesn't matter in comparison, everyone's strength is the same
It's there. Normally, in the ring, who loses and who wins, everyone can guess eight or nine points correctly. There is no need to come up with so many tricks. If Liu Zheji's guess is correct, this bag space is prepared for him.
, it was Huan Heng who invisibly shortened the gap between him and Zhou Wenxuan.
After thinking about it clearly, Liu Zheji knew what he should do next. His advantage could only be shown in an unlimited area, and that was the skill that Liu Zheji had forgotten for a long time - stabbing!
"Actually, studying miscellaneously is not necessarily a bad thing." Liu Zheji sneered, and his whole body suddenly became as flat as a piece of paper. Then, under the shocked eyes of the watching disciples, his body melted into the ground.
"What kind of martial arts is this?" Liu Zheji's miraculous martial arts stunned everyone.
Zhou Wenxuan waited on the spot for a while, then suddenly burst out with all his speed and chased Liu Zheji in the direction just now.
"Want to escape?" Zhou Wenxuan understood that Liu Zheji's strength was much lower than his. Just now Liu Zheji ran away, and he didn't react for a moment. By the time he did, Liu Zheji had already run away.
.
Zhou Wenxuan has a strong body, slender limbs, and an extraordinary handsome face. He carries a long sword when running, and he has the appearance of a knight. Purple lightning-like infuriating energy shuttles around him, and his whole body is full of vitality.
The speed becomes even faster with the blessing of Zidian,
A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him. Liu Zheji looked at Zhou Wenxuan in shock, seemingly unaware of how he had rushed over so quickly.
"Eat my sword!" Zhou Wenxuan stabbed with his thin sword, and streaks of purple lightning condensed on the sword, and with a sudden thrust, it pierced Liu Zheji's chest.
"Why didn't he block it?" Zhou Wenxuan panicked. The crime of killing a fellow disciple was not a small one. Zhou Wenxuan's sword was originally a test, but Liu Zheji just stood there blankly without even thinking about it, not even trying to hide.
But after the rapier penetrated, Zhou Wenxuan felt strangely that the rapier seemed to be stuck in the empty space. Before he could think about it, his expression changed and he was about to retreat. At this moment, a strange cold sound suddenly came from above the rapier.
Energy, Zhou Wenxuan's expression changed, and he hurriedly burst out his true energy to block this energy.
Just when Zhou Wenxuan was focusing on fighting against the strange energy on the sword, the ground under his feet suddenly squirmed, and two arms suddenly stretched out, grabbing his feet and dragging him down.
Stones flew and dust flew. Before Zhou Wenxuan could hold up his air mask, his whole body was pulled into the ground. Just when he was about to burst out his true energy, a sharp long sword was placed on his neck.
"You lost." Liu Zheji said calmly.
Zhou Wenxuan felt the tip of the sword on his neck, and couldn't help but raise his head to look at Liu Zheji. At this time, Liu Zheji's body blocked the bright sun, and he could only see Liu Zheji's expressionless face, with a heart-piercing emotion.
of cold.
"I lost." Zhou Wenxuan lowered his head and said helplessly.
"This game! Liu Zheji wins!"
No one expected that the outcome of this competition would be decided so quickly. Even the master of Qinyin Hall did not expect Liu Zheji to have such ability. Her impression of Liu Zheji suddenly changed.
"Not bad." Ancestor Huan Heng looked at the ring with a smile, causing the two ancestors next to him to keep looking sideways.
"Although his cultivation level is a bit low, his character is quite good." Huang Laozu also nodded. This kind of character is also ranked high among the top ten disciples."
Qin Yintang took a deep look at Liu Zheji and said to himself: "This Liu Zheji is really good at planning and has a strong ability to adapt to changes. Zhang Hongyu really doesn't regret losing."
The next competition: "Zhu Dantang Lin Shang vs. Zhu Dantang Meng Bo!"
"What!!" Feng Zang stood up from his chair. The one who reacted more than him was Zhen Sanshan, the master of Zhu Dan Hall next to him.
"What do you mean by asking my disciples to kill each other?" Zhen Sanshan slapped the armrest of the chair, and the entire spectator seat seemed to shake.
Liang Feifan and Bai Yu jumped up a few inches from their seats, then fell down again.
"What happened?" Liang Feifan didn't know where his feather fan had fallen. He looked around in panic. The disciples in the spectator seats also looked around in confusion, not understanding what happened.
"You, Zhu Dantang, killed each other, didn't I, Hongdetang, do the same?" Feng Zang's face was also gloomy and scary.
Zhang Daqian was sitting alone in the corner, watching the two big guys getting angry. He just wanted to find an excuse to escape from here.
On the Zhensan Mountain side, Feng Zang said: "Do you think it could be the ancestor?"
Zhen Sanshan also recalled that most of the Presbyterian Hall was composed of people from Hongde Hall and Zhu Dan Second Hall. It was impossible for them to arrange such a duel. The only possibility was that someone wanted a spot.
Immediately, Zhen Sanshan shook his head and said: "Those above the Transformation Realm will not interfere with those below. If they do interfere, there must be a reason worthy of doing so. Let's just wait and see what happens."
Feng Zang nodded, "That's all."
When the two competitions ended and the top three in the competition were finally determined, just when everyone was wondering who would get a bye, the leader of Qinyin Hall announced an unexpected result.
"In the next match, Meng Bo fights against Wang Renping. The sword hall will be broken and it will be a bye!"
This result was unexpected, but it was also within Liu Zheji's expectation. From the backdoors opened for him in these games, he could tell that the final spot among the top ten disciples would fall into his hands. Liu Zheji looked at it coldly.
Watching the battle between Wang Renping and Meng Bo, he only hoped that Wang Renping could win. He wanted to give Wang Renping an unforgettable game.
In the spectator seats, the Jian Tang disciples were almost laughing like crazy, and some of the disciples who had given Liu Zheji gifts couldn't help but smile. They were the first people to establish a relationship with Liu Zheji, and they would definitely be able to ask for him in the future.
of talking.
"It's not over yet, don't get too proud too early." There were disciples from Hongdetang and Zhudantang who were sarcastic, but the disciples from Jiantang ignored them at all and continued to cheer happily for the two competing in the field.
"Come on! Senior Brother Wang! Kill the people in Zhu Dantang!"
"Yes! That's it! Brother Meng, kill that boy who deserves a beating!"
The disciples of Jian Tang cheered for both sides from time to time, wishing that they would both lose in a fight. When the disciples of Zhu Er Tang saw this scene, their noses were almost crooked with anger.