"Are the surrounding prevention and control arrangements in place?"
Feng Chuixue asked the two leaders of the Heaven and Earth Alliance.
"Go back to Fairy! Disciples of the Heaven and Earth Alliance have been stationed within one kilometer of the venue, guarding them day and night! Eight hundred scouts have been dispatched within three kilometers to be responsible for exploration. Once traces of the Demon Sect are found, they will be reported as soon as possible!"
The leader of the Earth Alliance raised his hand.
"good!"
Under the introduction of the two leaders of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, Feng Chuixue carefully took a look at the terrain and troop deployment around the venue, and then dismissed a few people with confidence.
Their disciples had been waiting outside for a long time. When they saw their elders coming out, they followed behind them obediently.
Behind Long Yuanzheng were the two top disciples at Cloud Summit, one named Long Yuan and the other named Long Xing, who were from the same lineage as Long Yuanzheng.
Seeing Long Yuan Zheng whistling, one person seemed to be in a good mood, and then he dared to say: "Uncle Master! Is that the disciple of the Emperor of Heaven just now? He looks so majestic! You can also see the Emperor of Heaven between his eyebrows.
Three-point shadow!!”
"Yes, uncle! I always hear the deeds of the Emperor of Heaven from your mouth. I heard that Fairy Chuixue has reached the peak of the Holy Spirit Realm when she is in her thirties. It is really terrifying! And she is so tall.
It’s so beautiful!”
Another person also said excitedly.
"Shut up! Fairy Fubuki is not someone you can discuss! Next time you say something like this, I will punish you to go back to the sea of clouds and be detained for a month!!"
Long Yuanzheng's sudden reprimand frightened the two of them and quickly shut their mouths, daring not to speak out again.
As for Long Yuanzheng, he watched Feng Chuixue disappear from sight with a fanatical look. For him, and for Yun Zhiding, without the Emperor Luo Jinyin, there would be no Yunzhi Ding today.
It was the Emperor of Heaven who thought of old feelings and supported Yun Zhidian to his current position. Therefore, Long Yuanzheng will eliminate anyone or anything that is not conducive to the Emperor of Heaven without hesitation!
As for the apprentice of the Emperor of Heaven, he naturally obeys his words.
As for Miao Liang, he met his two disciples and strode towards his tent.
After returning to the tent, he kicked each of the two disciples on their buttocks.
"Ouch!! Master, what are you doing!!"
"It hurts me so much! Is it necessary to hit me so hard, Master!!"
The two of them were crying and couldn't believe that these two people were from the Wang Ling realm.
"Is it necessary?? Of course it is necessary!"
"You two guys are so courageous! You dare to look like that at Fairy Chui Xue, are you going to die?!"
The two disciples who were taught by Miao Liang were named Zhong Hu and Wu Qing. They were also top disciples carefully selected by Poseidon God. They were super geniuses who wanted to compete with the disciples at the top of the cloud.
Now that two super geniuses are being punched and kicked like this, it is inevitable that they will feel a little dissatisfied.
"Master, what are you afraid of? That Fairy Chuixue is only in the Holy Spirit realm, and she is not as good as you, Master! As for the one who nodded and bowed to her...it's not like our Poseidon God's behavior at all..."
Zhong Hu rubbed his butt, somewhat dissatisfied.
Miao Liang held his forehead, his head was a little big.
"Look, look, look. I won't stop you next time you become a teacher. But don't expect me to save you two then."
Miao Liang rolled his eyes, thinking that these two boys had no idea how powerful Feng Chui Xue was.
Feng Chuixue hated men looking at her very much. Because of this, she once killed a red-robed elder from the Heavenly Fire Sect in the Holy Land of the Eastern Region in a rage.
Not to mention that the red-robed elder came from one of the four holy places in the Eastern Region. Just talking about his cultivation level, he had reached the tenth level of the Holy Spirit Realm. He was a long-established master in the Eastern Region, but he eventually died in Fengchuixue.
in hands.
Afterwards, no one from the Tianhuo Sect dared to stand up for his death. It wasn't because their relationship was bad, but because they really couldn't afford to offend Feng Chuixue. In other words, they couldn't afford to offend the Emperor of Heaven behind Feng Chuixue.
Sorry.
…
After sending everyone away, each sect returned to its own camp. After a day's rest, the competition officially started.
The rules of the Dou Ling Conference competition are also very simple, strong sects versus strong sects, weak sects versus weak sects. A one-on-one competition system with layer-by-layer elimination is adopted. No matter how many disciples you bring, only the result of the disciple with the best performance will be taken.
.
There were especially many people participating in the knockout rounds in the past few days. But after three days, after three rounds of knockout rounds, there were only about 150 sects left.
That is to say, starting from the fourth day, the Suzaku Sect will face real competition!
In previous years, the Suzaku Sect would always be defeated in the fourth or fifth round of the knockout rounds, and the final rankings ranged from seventy to one hundred.
Qi Yan, as the main force of the sect, has not made much progress and is stuck at the peak level of Yuling Realm. Therefore, Hu Chengshu has no hope of improving his ranking. He only hopes to stabilize his ranking.
The first day of the knockout rounds began. The five members of the Suzaku Sect were divided into five competition areas. Without Ma Ling'er's company, Mu Zhiyuan could only sit in the corner alone, waiting for her assigned opponent.
Although this is not the first time she has fought with others, Mu Zhiyuan is not a girl who likes fighting. She practiced so hard before and even took the initiative to fight Qi Yan, all because of Lin Lang. So Mu Zhiyuan is still a little bit confused.
nervous.
While she was dazed, the voice of Yingying Yanyan came from not far away, and a group of female disciples surrounded a person in the center. The male disciple was wearing white clothes and was very handsome.
Mu Zhiyuan suddenly recognized that this seemed to be the boy from the White Crane Sect yesterday.
Mu Zhiyuan's guess was correct. The person who came was none other than You Haocang. At this time, he was holding a folding fan and fluttering in white clothes. He looked like the image of a noble young man from a troubled world and fascinated the female disciples around him.
"Senior Brother You! I am Fang Si from the Qingyun Sect. We even said hello to each other during our last spirit fighting conference! Did Senior Brother forget me?"
"Go away! Whoever said the same thing is not the same! Don't come here to get close to senior brother!"
"Senior Brother You! Look at me, look at me!!"
The noise around him almost made his head explode, and he himself was very distressed. Sometimes being too handsome may not be a good thing.
Suddenly, You Haocang glanced at him and unconsciously saw Mu Zhiyuan sitting there quietly alone. Isn't this the same female disciple of the Suzaku Sect that he saw before?
At this time, Mu Zhiyuan's eyes were slightly drooped. The morning sunlight illuminated her beautiful profile, like a goddess in a dream, which made You Haocang's heart throb.
He pushed away the female disciples around him, walked slowly in front of Mu Zhiyuan, stretched out his right hand that was fairer than a woman, and smiled faintly at Mu Zhiyuan.
"Let's get to know each other? I am You Haocang from the White Crane Sect. The girl is alone. Don't I have any brothers from the same sect to accompany me?"
You Haocang's smile was like a spring breeze, making his already handsome face look even more beautiful.
"Well... the people in my class are not competing in the same place as me."
Mu Zhiyuan just raised his head and responded softly, without reaching out his hand to shake hands with You Haocang.
This move undoubtedly made You Haocang a little embarrassed, and also made the female disciples on the other side filled with indignation.
"Senior Brother You personally shook hands with her, but she ignored her??? Why are you so arrogant?"
"Who does she think she is! So arrogant??"
"I guess she's just a disciple of a small sect. I don't have much knowledge and I can't blame her."
"Look at her fox-like appearance! It's not a good thing at first glance!"
The words of the female disciples around him were harsh and mean, but it was more because they were jealous.
Why is this woman the only one who can get Senior Brother You to take the initiative to talk to you? And shake hands?!
Seeing that Mu Zhiyuan was unwilling to shake hands, You Haocang could only retract his hand angrily, and at the same time he became more interested in this woman.
Which girl usually sees him and doesn't rush into his arms? A woman who can reject her indifferently is nothing more than two situations. One situation is that she has a sweetheart, and the other situation is that she doesn't like the man.
, like women!
And with Mu Zhiyuan's appearance, You Haocang knew without even looking that he must have a sweetheart!
You Haocang has seen many women like this. He only needs to pick out his sweetheart and give her a good education, and he will be able to see how incompetent his sweetheart is, and he will naturally throw herself into his arms when the time comes.
This world is very realistic! Incompetent people don’t deserve to have such a woman. At least a few people from the Suzaku Sect don’t deserve it!
You Haocang recalled several members of the Suzaku Sect in his mind. Among them, the highest level was only at the tenth level of the Spirit Control Realm. If he wanted to snatch it away, wouldn't he be able to capture it?
"Haha, I see that the girl has something on her mind. Then I won't bother you!"
You Haocang cupped his hands slightly and immediately turned around and left without further entanglement.
He knew very well that when dealing with a woman like Mu Zhiyuan, it was taboo to stalk her. It would be better to show a calmer and more unrestrained appearance, which would make it easier to attract such a girl.
You Haocang played hard to get, but Mu Zhiyuan's thoughts were not on him at all. She also pretended not to hear the vicious words of those women, but was still thinking seriously about the competition.
After a while, Mu Zhiyuan saw Ma Ling'er jumping towards her.
"Senior sister? Why didn't you go to the competition and came to see me??"
Mu Zhiyuan opened her beautiful eyes wide. Only when Ma Ling'er was by her side, her mood would be a little higher. When she was alone, she would either practice hard, or just sit in a daze and think like she did just now.
After experiencing that incident, I am no longer as lively and cheerful as before. I act like a little daughter-in-law alone in her boudoir all day long, with resentment written on her face.
Ma Ling'er seemed to have noticed this, so she always stayed by Mu Zhiyuan's side and acted as her intimate sister.
"Humph! The game is over! My number is very early in the queue, and it's my turn to be the fourth one."
Ma Ling'er said proudly. Seeing her expression, Mu Zhiyuan could roughly guess the result of the game, and immediately showed a sweet smile.
"No. 69! Mu Zhiyuan!! No. 69! Suzaku Sect! Mu Zhiyuan!!"
The disciple in charge of the organization suddenly called out Mu Zhiyuan's name, and Mu Zhiyuan quickly stood up.
"It's my turn, Senior Sister! Just wait for me in the audience! I, I'll be back soon!"
Mu Zhiyuan said in a panic, and Ma Ling'er smiled slightly, as if she had seen the scene in the past.
Mu Zhiyuan mustered up the courage to fight Qi Yan and was in such a panic before taking the field, but she finally stood on the duel field for Lin Lang, which made Ma Ling'er feel pain in her heart.
If she didn't have to, how could this girl, who was unwilling to hurt even the ants on the ground, choose to fight with others?
"Don't be too nervous. With your strength, you will be fine if you survive the first two rounds!"
Ma Ling'er hugged Mu Zhiyuan and patted her back. Mu Zhiyuan's nervous mood relaxed.
…
Mu Zhiyuan stood on the duel site. The ground here was very hard and was made of diamond. If the physical fitness of the monks was not much higher than that of ordinary people, ordinary people would probably break their bones if they fell on it.
This also made the atmosphere of the whole battle more tense.
Mu Zhiyuan's opponent was a female disciple holding a long sword. The female disciple was plain in appearance and a little fat.
When she saw clearly that her opponent was Mu Zhiyuan, the female disciple's expression immediately became exciting.
"It turns out it's you little vixen! You just ignored Senior Brother You. Look, I have to teach you a lesson today!!"
Before the two started fighting, the female disciple made harsh words.
Mu Zhiyuan frowned slightly, remembering that it was probably one of the female disciples who was talking nonsense just now.
However, she didn't want to cause trouble, so she ignored her.
The disciple in charge of arbitration stood in the middle, raised a small flag and shouted loudly:
"Qingyun faction Fang Si versus Suzaku Zongmu Zhiyuan! The sixty-ninth match of the first round of the third competition!"
"Prepare!!!"
"start!!"
When the arbitration disciple read about the Suzaku Sect, Fang Si's face changed. She suddenly regretted saying those words. Of course, it was not because she was afraid that she would not be able to defeat the Suzaku Sect. The Qingyun Sect was a sect ranked over sixty.
In terms of overall strength, it is even better than the Suzaku Sect. This is because the Suzaku Sect is now at its peak, and this is not the time to provoke them.
But when Fang thought that his beloved senior brother You actually took the initiative to show friendship to Mu Zhiyuan and was rejected by Mu Zhiyuan, jealousy suddenly arose in his heart, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and rushed towards Mu Zhiyuan first.
kite.
The Qingyun sect practiced fast swords. Although Fang Si was a bit fat, the movements in his hands were not slow at all. The sword made a swishing sound and did not stab Mu Zhiyuan's vitals, but instead stabbed her face!
"Hmph! Vixen! Without your face, I wonder how you can still seduce Senior Brother You!!"
"Hey! Doesn't the referee care??!! How can there be such a competition??!"
Ma Ling'er in the audience yelled loudly, but the referee also waved his hands helplessly, saying that such an attack did not break the rules of the game, and Ma Ling'er stomped his feet in anger.
Looking at Fang Si approaching him quickly, a sword appeared in Mu Zhiyuan's hand.
The sword is long and slender, and its whole body shines with silver light.
Silver Moon Sword!!
It was the Silver Moon Sword that Lin Lang left for Mu Zhiyuan.
The blade of the Silver Moon Sword was polished until it was shiny, and the hilt became extremely clean. It was also tied with a red tassel tail, which was obviously maintained by Mu Zhiyuan. (To be continued)