Chapter 28 The opponent is land warfare

For the martial arts competition, the Hengtian Sect has prepared a martial arts competition within the sect. One is to encourage the disciples to improve their practice, and the other is to test the disciples' spiritual power and spells. If they rank high, they will also get rewards. As for what the rewards are, everyone knows I don’t know, but will the reward personally announced by the leader Cang Xingyuan be something small?

Since it is a martial arts tournament, every disciple will pay attention to it. In previous years, the martial arts tournament within the sect was a competition between peers. But for the Nanjing martial arts tournament, the Hengtian sect has set new rules. People of different age levels can compete with each other. It all depends on the draw. In this way, everyone has the possibility to compete with the elders or younger generations.

The disciples on the list drew lots in the Qingxin Hall. Cang Xingyuan sat on the dragon couch in the hall, with a calm and virtuous expression. He held a green jade staff and was dressed in brocade silk. His face was expressionless and he looked around. Although he is over eighty years old, he still holds the position of leader.

All the disciples gathered together. There was a large box placed in the hall, which contained the lottery numbers. All the disciples were arranged in order of age and stood in three rows, with ten people in each row. Lin Zhihui and Jiang Yuan stood at the end. The row has the lowest seniority. In the first row are seniors such as Lin Feng, Jiang Chushan, and Lu Zongzhen. In the second row are seniors such as Wei Ji and others. In the third row are juniors such as Lin Zhihui and Jiang Yuan.

Lots were drawn in the order of respecting the elders, with the first row drawn first. When Lin Zhihui drew the lots, there were not many left. Lin Zhihui took out one and took it out. When the last disciple finished drawing, everyone opened it. After signing the lottery, Lin Zhihui discovered that his opponent was actually Lu Zhan.

They were really enemies. The last time they stopped for a while because of the shame-eating poison incident, this time the opponent was him again. It seemed that the two of them really had a thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-fate connections. Lin Zhihui smiled, not because he despised him, but because This fate made Lin Zhihui feel inexplicably want to laugh. Lu Zhan looked over. Lin Zhihui found that he stopped smiling and glanced at him. It seemed that Lu Zhan had no hostility. However, this time the competition was in public, Lu Zhan had a conspiracy. Unable to use it.

Jiang Yuan drew Yin Changyi, and Lin Zhihui took a breath. The two of them were really destined. Yin Changyi didn't seem to care much, and didn't look at it at all. Jiang Yuan was helpless.

Cang Xingyuan presided over the hall and said, "This martial arts competition is not only a competition within the sect, but also a test for the Nanjing Suntian sect. No matter who you draw, you will be your opponent, whether he is your elder or someone else." Juniors, doing your best in a martial arts competition is a sign of respect for your elders or juniors. This time is different from previous years. Don’t take chances that if you are an elder, you will be respected, or if you are a junior, you will be respected. It is respect for elders or juniors. "

After saying that, the disciples started talking about each other. Lin Feng drew Lu Zongzhen, and Jiang Chushan drew Song Kai. They are all elders. The competition between the elders will be particularly attractive. In the competition, you can watch the competition between the strong. The competition, the powerful strength, the powerful spells, the swirling battle formations, all of them will be eye-opening. Therefore, in the annual martial arts competition, the battle between the strong will be watched by almost all the disciples. It’s almost full of people, and those who don’t have a seat can get a glimpse of it even if they use the magic of magic to change into flowers, birds and flying insects.

The disciples already know their opponents, and the next step is the beginning of the martial arts competition. In order to create an atmosphere and enhance the sense of crisis, the elders usually compete first. The first round is between Jiang Chushan and Song Kai. Song Kai has been under the Qing Emperor for many years. Not to mention what contributions he made to the Qing Emperor, he basically did all the tedious chores of the Qing Emperor. He was equivalent to a steward of the Hengtian Sect. He had no real ability and was not Jiang Chushan’s opponent. As for why the Shuntian Sect wanted to Inviting him here is nothing more than selling him a favor and making him feel guilty. After all, he can be regarded as a cultivator.

So at the end of the game, Song Kai was out of breath, but Jiang Chushan was still in high spirits, and his internal strength had not weakened at all. Song Kai couldn't bear to give up, and used his best power to escape to the earth in triumph. The escape spell was nothing more than disappearing into the enemy. In front of Fang's eyes, he created an illusion to make the enemy fearful, and then suddenly attacked suddenly, catching the enemy off guard. In the blink of an eye, Song Kai had disappeared on the stage, but Jiang Chushan was no weakling, and he immediately jumped up from the ground and flew In the air, I saw him looking around, looking at the stage, and then holding Feng Chen, stabbing towards that corner.

When he was about to stab Song Kai, Jiang Chushan deliberately deviated from the direction and stabbed the table next to him. Song Kai was shocked. Lin Zhihui saw a big cut on Song Kai's sleeve. It turned out that if Jiang Chushan hadn't stabbed in the wrong direction on purpose, it would have been punctured. It's not Song Kai's sleeves, but his neck. I'm afraid his life will be at risk.

Jiang Chushan won this round, and Song Kai was very angry, but this is also common sense. Jiang Chushan is the great disciple of the Hengtian Sect. His spiritual power and spells are among the best in the entire Qing emperor. Song Kai can lose to his sword. It’s not a bad loss. But there was a hint of hatred in his expression, Jiang Chushan didn't care, he just felt like a loser. But Lin Zhihui found that his facial expression looked a bit like resentment that had been accumulated for a long time. Did Song Kai and Uncle Jiang have any deep hatred? It seems not, so why did Song Kai look like this, and then the angry expression disappeared. In just a short moment, it was like a face change, and he returned to normal. Faced with Jiang Chushan's "concession", he accepted it calmly, He is as calm as a gentleman who is not interested in fame or fortune.

Lin Zhihui asked Jiang Yuan, "Are Master Song and Uncle Jiang familiar?" Jiang Yuan said, "Not too familiar. He went up the mountain with his father before, and later Master Song became the discipline of the Hengtian Sect. But the two of them were not. Too many intersections." Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem to be a big problem. It was just the terrifying look in Lin Zhihui's eyes that made him shudder. Jiang Yuan had been looking at Yin Changyi just now, but didn't seem to notice it.

The second competition was between Lin Feng and Lu Zongzhen. They were drawn to each other by fate. Otherwise, how could Lin Zhihui have drawn Lu Zongzhen's son? The two came on stage and made respectful gestures to each other. Lu Zongzhen took the lead in posing. His posture was very domineering, like a giant crab with teeth and claws coming towards him. Lin Feng saw this and tried to avoid it. Lu Zongzhen was too strong and grabbed him all at once. Lin Feng kicked his hand away, and Lu Zongzhen stepped back a few meters.

At this time, everyone in the audience applauded. Because of Lu Zhan's incident, everyone thought that Lu Zongzhen's discipline was problematic. As a biological father, how could he not take care of his son? To put it more seriously, Lu Zhan was charged with colluding with expatriates and murdering his disciples. , he must be grateful to Cang Xingyuan for his far-sightedness and sparing his son's life.

After hearing this, Lu Zongzhen's eyes were as sharp as a torch, and the sword in his hand was trembling. Lin Feng knew that he was in a daze and extremely angry because of the words of the disciples in the audience. However, Lu Zongzhen was already angered by these words and cut off his horns fiercely. Lin Feng stabbed at Lin Feng. Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Feng swerved and dodged the sword. However, Lu Zongzhen refused to give up and forced Lin Feng to fly towards the audience. The bright sword sword reflected on Lin Feng's face. Although it was just a few millimeters, This sword will pierce Lin Feng's eyes.

Lu Zongzhen still kept chasing. If he was off the stage, Lin Feng would lose. Seeing that there was still one meter away, Lin Feng lay flat on the ground, his hair flowing down like a waterfall. Lu Zongzhen stabbed in the air, withdrew his sword and pointed it downwards. After stabbing, Lin Feng was at the bottom, holding the mural, hitting the wooden stake under the stage, and using the force to draw backward, Lu Zongzhen stabbed again.

Seeing that he was still angry, Lin Feng decided to fight quickly, otherwise it would consume a lot of internal energy. Lin Feng used his strength to use Kongyun Palm, and Lu Zongzhen also used his strength to use Zhenhai Palm. Seeing this momentum, the disciples in the audience widened their eyes. They were waiting for this spectacular and majestic stop. Lin Zhihui's heart was clenched. He exhausted all his energy when he used the Kongyun Palm, and he encountered someone as powerful as the Zhenhai Palm. Opponents, both are either dead or injured, and in the end both lose.

The surrounding trees felt the internal force and whirred. Sand and rocks were flying all around. The stage was blurry. No one could see how the two of them were facing each other. But after waiting for a long time, the air became clear. Just now I saw Lu Zongzhen lying on the ground. On the stage, his limbs were weak, and his Zhenhai Sword fell to the side. Lin Feng knelt on one leg on the stage, leaning against the wall to support himself with the last bit of strength left. When Lin Feng was announced as the winner, Lin Feng fell to the ground.

Lin Zhihui and Lu Zhan rushed to the stage one after another. Jiang Yuan helped Lin Zhihui and supported Lin Feng so that Lin Feng could walk slowly. It seemed that both of them had tried their best in this battle. If they wanted to compete in the Nanjing Martial Arts Competition It was very challenging to restore it to good condition before. It was a bit difficult for the two of them to hold Lin Feng up. How could Lu Zhan hold him up alone? Lin Zhihui thought for a moment, then turned around and saw Lu Zhan holding up Lu Zongzhen, with his head lowered. Lu Zongzhen was still conscious and slowly caressing his face. Zhan seemed to have tears falling, and Lu Zongzhen was helping him wipe them away. After a while, a disciple helped Lu Zhan help Lu Zongzhen to walk off the stage.

On this day, this battle alone injured two magic masters. The disciples were worried about who would be able to recover well when the martial arts competition in Nanjing continued. Cang Xingyuan sat on the stage and used gestures to calm everyone down. , said, "Only those disciples who fight with all their strength in every game can be called true cultivators. If you only focus on Nanjing's martial arts tournament and give up the martial arts tournament of your own sect, you will not even be able to win the martial arts tournament of your own sect." If you don't care, then why stay in the Qing Dynasty? "

The martial arts competition has too many meanings. It is not only to measure a cultivator's spiritual power and promote the cultivation of cultivators, but also to promote the improvement of the spiritual realm of cultivators. By competing on the stage, one can appreciate the breadth and kindness of the state of mind. Therefore, each faction’s martial arts tournament must be taken seriously.

The disciples in the audience asked, "Master, if everyone fights to the death like Master Lin and Master Lu, wouldn't they be at the disadvantage in the Nanjing martial arts competition? Then they will not be able to win glory for the sect and will be left alone." What should we do with the remaining factions?" Cang Xingyuan ordered people to take two pills to Lin Feng and Lu Zongzhen, and used Qigong to help them repair, and the two miraculously improved.

Cang Xingyuan stroked his white beard and said, "Understanding the state of mind and improving one's cultivation in the martial arts tournament within one's own sect is a kind of improvement. I have already ordered people to prepare the panacea, so there is no need to worry." Then. A disciple said, "Master, if you had told us earlier, we wouldn't have to worry anymore. With this elixir, we will definitely fight hard."