Great Song catcher

Chapter 138

In an instant.

The huge square suddenly became silent.

Only the sound of loud drums echoed in the sky.

Hong Lie, the leader of the beggar gang, stood up first, his figure was as tall as a mountain, showing the full demeanor of a master.

Nie Feng's heart moved slightly.

This beggar gang leader is ranked ninth on the Tongtian list, but according to Nie Feng, even the third-ranked Yin Tianzi and the fourth-ranked Wanyanjue may not be able to beat him in martial arts.

Hong Lie stood up and slightly bowed his hands to everyone present. First, he was polite, and then briefly described the rules of the Double Ninth Festival. Afterwards, various competitions gradually unfolded.

The first competition is palm strength.

In the second match, he tried lightness skills.

The third game was a hidden weapon competition.

However, it was only at this time that Nie Feng knew that these three competitions were aimed at young disciples from various sects, most of them were acquired fighters, and a small number were innate fighters who had just entered the Qi Sea Realm .

The purpose is to test their martial arts cultivation.

But for those real masters, what they care about is not these entry-level competitions, but the final ring competition.

Because only then is the place that can really reflect the strength of each faction!
Time flies...

day at noon.

The first three competitions have already decided the outcome.

The young leader of the Iron Palm Gang won the first prize in the palm power competition.

Although the Iron Palm Gang is not as powerful as the Beggars' Gang, they can be regarded as a hero in the Jianghu.

The leader of the gang, Tie Zhang Xian Shang Guan Fei, is ranked 35th on the Tongtian Ranking.

Although his only son, Shangguan Jiannan, is only 15 years old, his iron palms are invincible. Even Hong Lie, the leader of the beggar gang, praised him highly, saying that he has a bright future.

And it was the disciples of the Heshan School who won the championship in the Qinggong competition.

The Heshan faction dominates in the south of the Five Ridges, and their lightness kung fu and physical skills are the best in the arena, so they can achieve this result, and the people present are not surprised.

Only the final hidden weapon competition.

The champion was beyond everyone's expectation.

Including Nie Feng.

According to Nie Feng's thoughts, when it comes to hidden weapons in the Jianghu, no one can surpass the disciples of the Tang Sect, so the final winner of this hidden weapon competition must be the disciples of the Tang Sect.

But who ever wanted to win the hidden weapon competition turned out to be a little-known warrior, Lu Ya.

On the surface, Lu Ya seems to be only at the Qi Sea Realm, but his hidden weapon methods are superb. The dart bag he carries is also extremely strange. It is not an ordinary skin bag, but a gourd shape.

The gourd is about one foot high, and there are many exquisite patterns carved on it. As long as Lu Ya taps the gourd lightly, the hidden weapon will shoot out from the gourd. Jasper Chain is somewhat similar.

"Sure enough, capable people emerge in large numbers in the rivers and lakes..."

Nie Feng said with emotion: "Before today, I had never heard of this Lu Ya's name, but who would have thought that his hidden weapon would be better than Tang Sect disciples."

"I don't think so..."

Gao Susu on the side suddenly said: "Although this Lu Ya's hidden weapon method is brilliant, what he faced just now was just an ordinary disciple of the Tang Sect. If he encounters a real inner disciple of the Tang Sect, or those young masters, I'm afraid he will It’s not so easy anymore.”

Crazy Saber Ji Ruyun shook his head and said: "I don't think this Lu Ya is simple, his cultivation is definitely more than that."

Nie Feng smiled, but said nothing.

But secretly, he paid some attention to this Lu Ya.

Sometimes the pure cultivation realm cannot truly reflect a person's true strength.

Aren't you the best example...

Although Nie Feng's current cultivation level is at Qi Sea Realm, even extreme warriors can't do anything to him. Anyway, there are not one or two congenital extreme masters who died under his hands.

The world's number one killer Tang Que, Qingcheng sect's abandoned disciple Zhao Yichuan, Bailian sect protector Dai Fei...

Each of them is a master of Mingzhen, but they were not killed by him in the end.

So, sometimes what the eyes see is not necessarily the truth...

The three competitions have ended.

Next is the main event.

So far.

Whether it is from various sects or random cultivators present, they can challenge others, as long as they don't use indiscriminate methods, there are almost no restrictions.

After that, there will be a series of fights.

If someone can win nine games in a row, the martial arts leader of the Chongyang Festival will fall on this person.

Of course, it can also be a certain sect. As long as the disciples of this sect can hold on to the ring for nine games without defeat, the position of the leader of the martial arts will also fall on the head of this sect.

For the next ten years, all major sects in the Jianghu must respect this sect.

The one who won the first prize at the Chongyang Conference last time was the supreme leader Lu Fengtian.

In the past, Lu Fengtian defeated 36 peerless masters of the Central Plains martial arts in a row by himself in a series of rings, thereby establishing his position as the supreme leader in one fell swoop.

If he hadn't died in the Changbai Mountains, the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance would have fallen into his hands in the end.

The moment Hong Lie announced the start of the ring.

Suddenly, a figure flew out of the shed where the Huanhua Sword Sect was located.

Nie Feng shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "It seems that Fairy Mingyue really wants to kill Song Beixiao by the sword, otherwise she won't give up!"

Fang Zhiqing's figure fell into the middle of the square, the ancient sword Flying Snow and Silver Frost was out of its sheath in her hand, and the blade gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

"Song Beixiao!"

"Come out and fight!"

Fang Zhiqing channeled her internal strength, and a coquettish cry shook the air.

Song Beixiao picked up his Nuyun Sword, and was just about to fly off the field, but Master Wujiu said solemnly: "Beixiao, if it is not a last resort, never use the nine-petal plum blossom!"

"Master, don't worry!"

Song Beixiao responded, holding the Nuyun sword in his hand, and flew off the field.

The two stood opposite each other.

The strong innate internal forces collided with each other, and the green bricks within a radius of three feet immediately shattered.

At this time, even outsiders who don't know what's going on can see that these two people have had a rift for a long time, and it's still the kind of endless grievance.

"Song Beixiao!"

"Give back my sister's life!"

With a flick of Fang Zhiqing's wrist, Wan Dao's sword light fell in the wind, swirling towards Song Beixiao like flying flowers and fallen leaves.

Song Beixiao didn't dare to be negligent in his heart, and the thick Nuyun sword suddenly fell, and the black and white sword energy entwined on the sword body, and the flying flowers shattered and the fallen leaves withered in an instant.

Fang Zhiqing's sword move was actually broken.

Nie Feng frowned slightly in the stands. It seemed that this was Song Beixiao's real strength.

The chaotic yin and yang swordsmanship he practiced has upside-down moves, and the two completely different sword qi can destroy all the strength of the enemy. Although the power is not the strongest, it is not as good as the swordsmanship of other sects. They all have a bit of restraint.

Fang Zhiqing lost momentum with one move, but she didn't panic in the slightest. She changed the sword formula in her left hand and used another splendid sword technique.

(End of this chapter)