Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1455 Battle of Disciples
Chapter 392 Battle of Disciples

Wu Yundi's expression changed. He really didn't expect that Lu Zhanyuan actually had the token given by the head of the Zhenwu Dao Palace, but his expression soon recovered. He had already expected to be rejected.

"In that case..."

Wu Yundi took out a piece of gold-threaded silk cloth from his sleeve and unfolded it, then said: "On the order of Xu Xianzhi, the leader of our sect, we initiate a gambling war with the Luo Yunzong."

Wu Yundi poured a ray of awe-inspiring righteousness into the golden silk cloth. As a golden light bloomed, the golden silk cloth transformed into a text in the air:
"Since the Zhenwu Dao Palace refuses to let people go, let's just carry out the 'Battle of Disciples'."

Wang Dapao, who was standing behind everyone, was stunned, scratched his head and asked:
"Lao Shi, Lao Shi, what is the 'battle of disciples'?"

Shi Qing'an shrugged and explained: "It literally means a battle between disciples of two sects. It is usually a three-on-three-round battle, commonly known as the 'battle of disciples'. It is often used when conflicts arise between sects, but both parties do not want to start a war. When we are together, we usually use the 'Battle of Disciples' to make bets, and whichever disciple wins is the winner."

At this time, some elders of the Zhenwu Dao Hall frowned. Medicine Master Miao is still in retreat, and some of his disciples have gone out to practice. Now among the disciples in the sect, only Ye Jingshu and Yan Xiaoqing are good.

"Elder, this..."

The Taoist-robed boy Lu Zhanyuan chuckled and said:

"Okay, Zhenwu Dao Hall will participate in the bet!!!"

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The rain is still falling on Daoxuan Mountain, and the thick dark clouds in the sky have no intention of dispersing. At this moment, Yi Xifeng's whole body is wrapped in true energy, and his true appearance is invisible.

Lu Ya kept the jade talisman running while sealing the blood ink. After losing contact with the physical body, the blood ink became quiet and no longer as active as before, but Lu Ya could feel that although the blood ink The ink calmed down, but it still did not lose its activity. In other words, if the blood ink attached to other people, it would still devour that person's life.

Although Lu Ya really wanted to study what this "blood ink" was, the current situation was urgent and he could not allow him to distract his attention.

"Click"

A shattering sound sounded, and Lu Ya secretly said something bad. Cracks appeared on the seven jade talismans. Due to the long operation in the past few days, the jade talisman itself has already exceeded the load! ! !
Seeing that the jade talisman was about to collapse, Lu Ya hurriedly threw out the whisk. Seven long silk threads deep in the whisk tied up all seven jade talismans. At the same time, he accelerated the movement of the true energy. He knew that the jade talisman had reached its limit. Even if it was tied now, If you live there, sooner or later it will be broken into powder.

"After so much effort, this kid has to make up for it when he wakes up!"

On the ice bed, intense changes were taking place in Yi Xifeng's body. Countless true energy passed through his flesh and blood, nourishing and destroying the body. Many hidden diseases left in the past battles were also being washed away by the heavy rain of true energy.

After being tempered and polished by countless amounts of true energy, Yi Xifeng's body gradually became jade-like, becoming whiter and more translucent than before, even more beautiful than jade. Not only that, even the edges and corners of his face became more distinct, and his whole person seemed to have been reborn. generally.

As the storm intensified, the long hair was gradually scattered. What surprised Lu Ya was that Yi Xifeng's hair could leave a shallow dent when it passed over the ice bed.

You must know that this ice bed is a rare piece of soul-suppressing black ice. Its texture is extremely hard. Generally, it is difficult to leave a mark when a sword is struck on it. Unexpectedly, Yi Xifeng can make dents with just his hair. This is true. It was a bit beyond Lu Ya's expectations. "Is it possible that this kid needs to refine his body and energy to double break the mirror?"

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The gambling battle began. The first person sent by the Zhenwu Dao Hall was Yan Xiaoqing. His opponent was a warrior of the Lu family holding a long stick. Like Yan Xiaoqing, he was also at the level of a great knight.

As soon as the battle began, the two of them tried their best and broke several stone pillars in succession. If Lu Zhanyuan hadn't been in charge, the entire martial arts arena would have collapsed.

Wu Yundi was still so calm and calm, while Wang Yuan'e blinked her eyes and carefully observed the changes in the situation on the battlefield. Her current cultivation level had already reached the peak of the Dacheng Realm, and she was only one step away from becoming a hero.

Wang Dapao looked at the figure on the battlefield with bright eyes. Although he was not interested in the class taught by the master, he was still very interested in "fighting".

In Wang Dapao's view, although Shi Qing'an is not at a high level, only at the level of a chivalrous person, he is better because he has read more, is knowledgeable, and has a higher vision. He is many times better than him. Therefore, in many cases, Wang Dapao will Blindly trusting Shi Qing'an, even though Shi Qing'an often cheated him from time to time.

"Lao Shi Lao Shi, who do you think can win among these two?"

Shi Qing'an looked at it and replied: "Since the two are at similar levels, what they have to fight for is their fighting consciousness and the consumption of their true energy. Well~~ I think Lu Zibu has a better chance of winning."

"Why?" Wang Dapao scratched his head. The two men on the field were fighting back and forth. He couldn't tell who was the winner at all.

After Shi Qingan was silent for a while, he pointed at Yan Xiaoqing and said:

"Although Yan Xiaoqing's attack was ruthless, he was blindly ruthless. You see, he wasted so much real energy even though he knew the opponent could easily dodge this sword. He had no idea about reasonable distribution and just blindly fought for the attack. Get the upper hand."

Then, Shi Qing'an pointed in the direction of Lu's stick-wielding warrior and said:
"On the other hand, Lu Zibu has great control over the real energy used in every shot and will never waste it. If Yan Xiaoqing wants to win the battle as soon as possible, then Lu Zibu plans to use long-lasting energy from the beginning. The battle brought down Yan Xiaoqing. He knew very well that if he fought directly with the opponent, his chances of winning against the opponent were only [-]-[-]. If it lasted, Lu Zibu would be at least [-]% sure of winning the battle. It had to be said , Lu Zibu is really smart."

Wang Dapao was thoughtful when he heard the words. Two quarters of an hour later, as Shi Qing'an expected, Yan Xiaoqing was unable to prevent Lu Zibu's charged stick due to excessive consumption of real energy, and flew directly out of the martial arts arena. Unfortunately, he was defeated. In the hands of Luzibu.

At this moment, Wang Dapao was completely convinced by Shi Qing'an.

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After Yan Xiaoqing was defeated, the faces of the elders of the Zhenwu Dao Hall turned livid. They all looked at the Taoist-robed boy not far away, and found that he was still so calm, as if Yan Xiaoqing's defeat was expected.

"Great Elder, our True Martial Arts Hall will be defeated if we lose one more game. What should we do?" an elder asked anxiously.

"Great Elder, if you lose the battle, it will be a small matter to return the person, but it will be a big deal if our True Martial Arts Hall loses face!" Other elders also echoed.

(End of this chapter)