The First Disciple of the Intercepting Sect

Chapter 358 Dragon Claw Skill

Tens of thousands of disciples from the Lower Court gathered in front of the main hall at this moment, but the martial arts arena was completely surrounded, and there were so many people that it was very crowded.Jingming came slowly, his figure looked so heavy, the ground covered with bluestone slabs seemed to be shaking with Jingming's steps.

Jing Ming's thin figure seemed so insignificant compared to the crowd, but when he came out of the crowd, the lower court disciples in front of him all stepped aside to let Jing Ming walk forward slowly, but this scene But nothing happened.

Jing Ming quickly passed through the crowd on the inner three floors and the outer three floors, but he didn't come directly to the first row, but hid behind them.With his head down, Jing Ming just stood in the crowd, waiting quietly for the host of the House of Commons to announce the start of the contest.

In front of the main hall of the lower court, sit the presiding officer of the lower court and a group of elders.Master Xuan Bei, the presiding officer of the lower court, sat in the middle, and the elders sat in turn on both sides.

In the Grand Competition of the Three Courts of Tiantai Mountain, except for the Grand Competition of the Upper Court, Hui Neng and other principals of Tiantai Mountain will attend the Grand Competition.

"Silence!" Elder Xuan Liao, who was sitting on Xuan Bei's left, got up slowly and shouted loudly after the disciples from the Lower Court basically arrived.

There was a sudden silence, the disciples of the Lower Court who were present did not dare to talk nonsense, they all pricked up their ears, eagerly waiting for Xuan Bei to announce the start of the competition.

This Xuan Liao is a figure second only to Xuan Bei in the Lower Court. His cultivation base has reached the realm of Profound Immortal. He was once an elite disciple in the Intermediate Court. Unfortunately, he has never broken through to the Golden Immortal. He was unable to enter the Upper Court, so he was arranged to be an elder in the Lower Court. .

Xuan Bei and Xuan Liao, the presiding officers of the lower court, were brothers in the same period. Xuan Bei was much stronger than Xuan. As a Jinxian, he could have entered the upper court to practice, but he voluntarily gave up such a good opportunity and came to the lower court on his own initiative. Being a host really baffles many people.

"Today is the day of my Tiantai Mountain's once-in-a-hundred-year competition. It is a happy day for my Tiantai Mountain. I hope that all disciples will strive to win with all their strength and show their own strength, but they must not fight each other in the same sect. Do not fight with each other to the death. , once it is found that the light ones will be driven out of the Buddhist sect, and the serious ones will be executed on the spot!" Xuan Liao said with a dignified expression.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene became dignified, not as relaxed and casual as before.

After Xuan Liao glanced around sharply for a week, all the disciples present were shocked by his words, and then he sat back in his seat contentedly.

"I announce the official start of the lower court competition!" After Xuan Le took his seat, Xuan Bei slowly got up, with an easy-going demeanor, and said in a neutral tone.

Later, under the arrangement of the elders of the lower court, the disciples of the lower court competed on the stage one by one, and some disciples fell from the ring from time to time.

Soon, it was Jing Ming's turn to play.Jing Ming's opponent in the first round happened to be a young monk who had bullied him before. When this young monk heard that his opponent was Jing Ming, his face turned green and he almost suffered from pain.

After Jingming and the young monk came to the ring, they saw the young monk tremblingly looking at Jingming with an ugly expression, looking like he wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Brother Jingming, you have to be merciful for a while!" The little monk whispered with a trembling voice.If it weren't for the fact that the Tiantai Mountain Grand Competition is not allowed to admit defeat at will, this little monk must have raised the white flag long ago.

"Yeah!" Jingming smiled faintly and nodded towards him.

Although the little monk bullied Jingming a lot in the past, since Jingming's awakening, this little monk has suffered a lot and suffered a lot from Jingming.Now that he has met Jingming, he is more respectful than seeing his master.

"The competition begins!" Following the command of the law enforcement elders in the audience, the competition between Jing Ming and the young monk officially began.

"Gan!" As soon as the law enforcement elder finished speaking, he saw Jingming's hands forming claws, and a faint sound of dragon chant came from his body. Jingming's hands were instantly shrouded in a halo, like the dragon's Like sharp claws, he grabbed the little monk.

This move is one of the exercises practiced by the lower court. It is called the Dragon Claw Kung Fu. I don't know what it means. It is a method deduced from the shape of the dragon, which can enhance the frontal fighting ability of the lower court disciples.

Most of the disciples of the lower court are below the level of true immortals, and they are at the lower level of immortals, with average strength.They belong to the three no personnel who have no spiritual treasures, no mana, and no supernatural powers.

These seemingly ordinary exercises can actually improve their strength a lot, and these exercises have been improved by Buddhist eminent monks, and their power is not simple.

"Yin!" At the same time, Jingming's opponent, the little monk, did not sit still. Although he knew that he was definitely not Jingming's opponent, he still wanted to attack with all his strength.A dragon chant also came from the little monk, and his hands were also covered by the dragon's claws, but the solidity was not as solid as Jingming.

"Hiss!" In a flash, Jingming and the little monk collided, and Jingming's dragon claws easily tore the shadow of the little monk's claws.

"Bang!" Then Jing Ming changed his claws into fists, and the shadow of the fist flashed by, knocking the little monk out and fainting on the ring.

For a young monk who is only a true immortal, it is as simple as crushing an ant to death.

"Jingming, win!" The law enforcement elders in the audience hesitated for a moment before shouting loudly.There are so many disciples in the lower court. Of course, the law enforcement elder doesn't know about Jingming, but he has some impressions of that little monk. What he didn't expect was that Jingming knocked out that little monk in just a few breaths. It was a bit of a surprise.

"Why didn't I know when these No. [-] figures appeared in the lower court!" The law enforcement elder thought in amazement.

But soon he put this matter behind him, with tens of thousands of disciples in the Lower Court, he didn't have time to think about it, and he had to devote his energy to the next competition.

The fact that Jing Ming easily defeated a disciple of the lower court with good strength did not attract much attention. Today is the first day of the competition, there are noisy people, and there are many games. People, of course, can't attract attention.

Xuan Bei, Xuan Lie and others left one after another after the big competition started, and did not pay attention to today's battle situation.The Grand Competition in the House of Commons will last for a long time, and only in the last few days will Xuan Bei and the others pay attention.Of course, they will also grasp the relevant situation and will not ignore it.

After Jing Ming easily defeated his first opponent, he left the competition site, returned to his small courtyard, and continued to practice.Because the first and second days were just the first round of matches, after Jing Ming finished the first match, he didn't have to stay at the venue any longer.

With Jingming's current strength, unless he participated in the big competition of the upper court disciples, he might only need to observe the strength of other disciples, otherwise he could really win with his eyes closed.

(End of this chapter)