In the past ten years, he has been working hard to cultivate and always keep a low profile to hide his true strength.
This fight will probably surprise Xingzhui!
"Starfall messenger, be careful." Yang Hua took out two rings, one gold and one silver, and poured a large amount of Taoist power into them.
Suddenly, two rings quickly rotated around him.
This is a Taoist weapon that he has spent ten years refining with great concentration.
The spectators suddenly became angry.
"He actually condensed his debut weapon!"
The condensation of Tao tools requires great perseverance and luck. Many Tao masters have been able to become Tao masters for tens of millions of years, but they have not been able to successfully condense Tao tools.
Either the conditions are not enough, or you are unlucky.
It has only been about ten years since Xinghui became a Taoist master, but he was able to condense his own Taoist weapon, which is really rare!
"Go!" Yang Hua raised his finger, and two rings, one gold and one silver, shot out extremely thick beams of light, attacking the star pendant in an instant.
That level of power can be considered a pretty good level at the level of an ordinary Taoist master.
If it were ten years ago, such a hit would have been enough to break into the top five.
But Xinghui did not panic or feel as scared as Yang Hua imagined, but instead showed a faint sneer.
But he touched his waist and took out a purple vertical flute.
The fluorescent flute is shining, and it looks like a Taoist instrument at first glance!
"The Star Pendant actually condenses the Dao Tool?"
Several light messengers were surprised again.
When played, the flute emits unusually difficult notes, giving the listener a splitting headache and feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Just when the two beams of light were about to hit the star pendant, they suddenly turned strangely and attacked Yang Hua himself!
Yang Hua was caught off guard and hurriedly put out a defense, but was still caught off guard and blasted away by his own Taoist weapon.
Halfway through the flight, before it could stabilize its figure, a powerful field enveloped it.
Within the field, he received a second attack, his whole body was shaken violently, and a large mouth of blood suddenly appeared, and then he fell to the ground, with a pale and weak look on his face.
Swish——
Xingzhui put the vertical flute back on his waist in a smart way, with a hint of teasing on his face: "Yang Hua, you have regressed in the past ten years. Back then, you could still block ten of my moves. Why now?
Can't stop even one move? Tsk tsk..."
The Light Messengers pondered that it was not because Yang Hua's strength had declined.
It can be said that his strength has greatly improved compared to ten years ago!
The reason for such a miserable defeat is actually that Xingzhui's strength has greatly improved!
With his strength, he might be able to try to challenge Wang Jiuyang, who is fifth.
The light messengers who were ranked lower looked at Wang Jiuyang with a hint of fear and admiration.
Xuan Hua firmly ranked first and commented with a smile: "Yang Hua is determined and has condensed the Taoist weapon. It is gratifying. The disadvantage is that the Taoist tool is not spiritual enough, so that it can be manipulated by others and backfire on him. Overall, it is not bad."
Yang Hua, who originally looked depressed, looked much better.
Xuan Hua seldom praises people, but after receiving a "good" comment from him, ten years of hard work have not been in vain.
He was affirmed, and Xing Luo also looked at Xuan Hua with expectation, hoping to get her comments.
"Not only does Xing Luo have amazing perseverance, he also concentrates on tempering his field, and his cultivation level has never fallen. It is really rare and very good."
Suddenly, a smile appeared on Xingluo's face.
It's very good. This kind of evaluation comes from Xuan Hua's mouth, which is enough to be proud of.
After all, that was a comment from the Second Lightbringer, which was particularly rare.
Like a queen, Xuan Hua looked down at the other envoys: "Second scene, Qing Ling vs. Huang Yang."
One of them is ranked ninth and the other is ranked tenth.
The two of them have Taoist masters, but they have never condensed into a Taoist weapon. They fight with each other based on their domains.
After hundreds of rounds, the winner was barely determined.
Xuan Hua looked dull and commented: "In the past ten years, you two have only become more stable in cultivation, but you have not made any more achievements. It is really disappointing."
In the Taoist realm, every step is difficult.
How difficult is it to make a breakthrough?
Ten years to solidify the foundation is already the result of considerable efforts. Any new Taoist master who has ten years to solidify the foundation will be ecstatic, and will be regarded as a huge improvement by outsiders.
But they are messengers of light, and this achievement does not reflect their identity and status.
"Next game, Kong Qu versus Zheng Yuan."
The remaining light messengers immediately became energetic.
Zheng Yuan ranks eighth among the Light Messengers, but Kong Qu is the third most powerful being, second only to Xuan Hua in strength!
His performance is very exciting.
The two stood in the center of the field. Zheng Yuan had a bitter look on his face and saluted Confucius with great respect: "Please, envoy of Confucius, be merciful."
"Let me give you a move." Kong Qu said.
In a fight between Taoist masters, one move can often determine the outcome.
But when Kong Qu gave up one move, no one thought he was conceited, because given the strength gap between the two, even if Kong Qu gave up ten moves, Zheng Yuan might not have a chance of winning.
"Thank you!" Zheng Yuan took a deep breath and took action with all his strength.
Zheng Yuan did not condense his own Taoist weapon, and fought in the full-screen field.
Its domain is the thunder domain, and after it is released, it immediately releases infinite and terrifying thunder towards Kong Qu.
The continuous flashes of lightning and the rising and falling thunder created a powerful scene, which attracted several envoys to nod in approval.
The reason why Zheng Yuan is ranked eighth is largely because his field is more powerful than others.
However, what shocked everyone was that Kong Qu stood in the lightning and did not even use any defensive cover. Even if the thunder bombarded him, it could not harm his body at all!
"As expected of a Confucian opera." After being stunned, everyone could only sigh and turned to look at Zheng Yuan with pity.
The greatest sorrow of competing with others is not losing, but the fact that the other person cannot beat you even if they try to beat you.
Zheng Yuan smiled bitterly and slowly restrained himself: "I lost!"
Kong Qu nodded indifferently and said: "Keep working hard."
With that said, he silently returned to his seat.
The discussion ended silently.
Kong Qu never made a single move, but he deservedly won the victory.
"It's not bad to subjugate the enemy's army without fighting." Xuan Hua wrote lightly.
There was a hint of contempt in his words.
A layman watches the fun, an expert watches the door.
Others think it's great that Kong Qu didn't defend himself and took over Zheng Yuan's field, but in Xuan Hua's view, it was just that Kong Qu had prepared a defensive weapon on his body in advance.
Otherwise, how could he survive Zheng Yuan's domain without any defense and remain unscathed?
Kong Qu deliberately gave in to a move. In fact, he was deliberately conserving his strength and not wanting to be seen by her.
Kong Qu looked at Xuan Hua, with a hint of challenge in his eyes.
She was overwhelmed by Xuan Hua, and she had long wanted to challenge again. She must not miss this competition, and said: "Xuan Hua envoy, how about we have a spar?"
The eyes of many messengers of light suddenly lit up.
The battle between the second and third ranked Light Messengers is a rare event.
Everyone looked at Xuan Hua expectantly, extremely eager to witness the battle between the two top messengers.
However, Xuan Hua smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "It's not necessary."
"Are you afraid of losing?" Kong Qu's face was straight.
There was a condescending look in Xuan Hua's eyes, and he said, "No, I'm afraid you can't afford to lose!"
Kong Qu laughed at himself: "It turns out that in the eyes of the Xuanhua envoy, I am a person who cannot afford to lose! If I lose in your hands within a hundred moves, I will never admit defeat without persisting."
Xuan Hua said calmly: "You misunderstood me. I didn't mean that you were unwilling to admit defeat."
"What does that mean?" Kong Qu frowned.
Xuan Hua said nothing, and gently tapped the sky above his head with his slender jade finger.
For a moment, it was clear that the sky was clear, but suddenly it was covered with dark clouds, thunder roared, and dark red flames filled the clouds.
A destructive aura of great catastrophe, oppressing the common people to crawl and tremble!
As messengers of light, they all shuddered and felt a mighty aura of heaven and earth.
Kong Qu's face showed a look of shock: "One finger to transform the heavenly tribulation...you...have your painting skills reached this level?"
Xuan Hua slowly removed his fingers, and the catastrophe of heaven and earth quickly receded, and the clear sky returned to thousands of miles.
Except for the slightest trace of residual pressure, there was no trace left, as if nothing had happened just now.
"Do you understand what I mean?" Xuan Hua said lightly.
Kong Qu stood stiffly on the spot for a long time, with a deep bitter arc drawn at the corner of his mouth, and bowed deeply to Xuan Hua: "I lost."
He understood the meaning of Xuan Hua.
It was not that he was worried that he would not admit defeat, but that if Kong Qu lost, he would be unable to recover due to the disparity in strength between the two, and thus would "cannot afford to lose".
Everyone stared at Xuan Hua, and the longing in their eyes reached an unprecedented height!
This is the strength of the second-ranked Light Messenger!
They can only look up!
The discussion between the light messengers ended here, Xuan Hua said: "Now we can make a ranking! I am first, Kong Qu is second, Xingzhui is third, Yang Hua is fourth... Huang Yang is seventh."
Finally, her eyes glanced at Su Yu and said calmly: "You should be number eight."
Everyone in the audience cheered enthusiastically.
"It's a worthwhile trip. I saw the discussion between several light messengers."
"Indeed! They are indeed the Messengers of Light. Their talent and strength are truly terrifying!"
"With them, our Guangming Palace will continue to prosper in the future!"
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Hearing the cheers from the audience, Xuan Hua smiled faintly: "Now that the ranking has been determined, let's go to the hunting ground and prepare..."
"Wait!" A voice interrupted Xuan Hua's announcement.
Xuan Hua moved his eyes towards the speaker and said, "Any objection?"
The person who interrupted her was naturally Su Yu. He said seriously: "Excuse me, what is the basis for ranking me eighth?"
He didn't even take a shot and was directly ranked last.
Su Yu is not a vain person. If he were ranked in any other situation, he would not care.
But now, the ranking of this competition will affect the entire ranking of the competition, and directly affect whether he can get the antlers of the God of Light Deer!
Xuan Hua said lightly: "Don't you think it's good for you that I ranked you last?"
While speaking, she glanced at the star pendant.
Xingzhui's hostility towards Su Yu was just written on his face.
If I let Su Yu compete, I'm afraid the end would be very miserable!
Kong Qu also looked at Su Yu and shouted softly: "Human race, don't be ungrateful. You should bear with Xuan Hua's good intentions."
There will be another update later, but it's very late.