With the script in hand, attack the villain Xianzun

Chapter 57

The order of playing is determined by the order of opponents drawn by lottery.

Ning Chenhao and his opponent drew lots first, so Ning Chenhao played before Hua Wanzhao.

"Both are Foundation Establishment Dzogchen." A disciple beside him sighed.

Another disciple took out the roster and picked it up: "Let me see... Ning Chenhao... the roster clearly says he is in the late stage of Foundation Establishment?"

Hua Wanzhao snickered: "It was indeed in the late stage of foundation establishment when I signed up, and I advanced a month ago."

"Ah? How does this junior sister know?" the man asked stupidly.

Hua Wanzhao didn't mind the address of the other party, anyway, when his identity was revealed later, this person would probably be frightened too.

"Because I practiced with him during this time."

"Oh……"

The small flame that had just risen in the heart of the unknown disciple was extinguished instantly.

While speaking, Ning Chenhao had already fought with his opponent for several rounds.

In fact, the foundation building competition is really nothing to watch, because the moves that can be mastered are limited, and there are just a few moves back and forth, just like Ning Chenhao's opponent, who turned around with the same move. Hua Wanzhao has watched it three times .

Maybe that person was very proficient in using this move, but compared to Ning Chenhao who hadn't repeated the move since the beginning, he was obviously not good enough.

The result is self-evident, and it ended with Ning Chenhao's move to ask the sky and Heshou to lift the opponent's sword away.

Ning Chenhao put away his sword calmly and walked down the ring.

The action is complete.

As expected of the male lead, his composure alone can beat the same period.

"Fellow Daoist, wait—" Ning Chenhao's opponent hurriedly chased him down.

Hearing the sound, Ning Chenhao paused slightly: "What's the matter?"

After deliberating for a while, the other party asked: "Just now, fellow daoist, did you use the Nine Words of Fame Style of True Monarch Fenying?"

"Yes."

When the other party heard this, he really looked so disappointed: "That fellow daoist is the innate sword body that True Monarch Fenying received?"

"it's me."

His lips moved, and the other party only let out a long sigh: "Forget it, it's my bad luck..."

I thought I was going to complete the foundation building. If I could last a few rounds, I might be favored by some elder. Not to mention being accepted as a personal disciple, even if I just entered the twelve main peaks to do odd jobs, it would be more time-consuming than staying in the foreign affairs peak. powerful.

"Little master feels sorry for that person?" Ning Chenhao asked.

Hua Wanzhao, who was suddenly questioned, was a little confused: "Not really."

[The disciples who really have the potential to win the first place will not meet in the first round. 】

Ning Chenhao's voice transmission came.

Hua Wanzhao tilted her head and looked at him.

After all, he was also a Mahayana monk in his last life, and Ning Chenhao is very clear about the water here.

[This person seems to have established a great foundation, but his foundation is actually vain.It is understandable that he wants to take advantage of the opportunity of the Zongmen Grand Competition to stand out.However, his self-awareness is insufficient.Little master, why not pay more attention to Nangong Yi. 】

It is definitely not easy to be nominated by the male protagonist.

Unfortunately, after scanning the bulletin board, this person's first round of competition is over.

Hua Wanzhao secretly wrote down the name.

Soon, it was Hua Wanzhao's turn to compete with Xu Heng.

Xu Heng didn't look like a sword cultivator at all, but a Taoist cultivator.

Standing opposite Hua Wanzhao, he slowly drew out his long sword: "Yan Huifeng, Xu Heng."

"Yuexiu Peak, flowers bloom at night."

Before making a move, Xu Heng said: "I know who you are, and the younger brother was helpless before, please forgive me."

"Are you a direct disciple of Master Yanhui?" Hua Wanzhao asked curiously.

Ordinary inner disciples may not know her identity.

"Yes."

After a simple one-word answer, Xu Heng swung his sword from the side with a stride.

"Keng--"

The sound of a huge metal impact came, which showed how much force Xu Heng used for this sword.Even with an epee to block, Hua Wanzhao felt that the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock.

It was hard to imagine how such a bookish person could erupt with such strength.

Seeing the epee in Hua Wanzhao's hand, Xu Heng was also taken aback.

It seemed that he was even more surprised that a girl like Hua Wanzhao, who looked weak and weak, would use an epee as a weapon.

"We two, each other each other."

Hua Wanzhao supported Zhenxie with one hand, but with a flash, Xu Heng hit the air again with a blow from the back.

Others attack and defend with weapons. In order to overcome the shortcomings of the epee, Hua Wanzhao found another way, and the attack and defense are all centered on the epee.

The advantage of this is that you will not easily let yourself be dragged into the opponent's pace by the opponent, and there are also disadvantages.

Xu Heng condensed fire into a sword, locking Hua Wanzhao's possible hiding space from all directions.

Hua Wanzhao kicked Zhenxie away, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, injected water spiritual power, and quickly rotated around itself as the axis, sending out a whirlwind with water spiritual power to defuse the wave of attacks.

At the same time, Hua Wanzhao secretly charged up, predicted the possible direction of Xu Heng's next appearance, and slashed heavily.

"This little master's insight is very strong." Sun Chun, the head of the sect, appreciated it very much.

Liang Shijie added: "And very hardworking."

Although she didn't have much contact with Hua Wanzhao herself, her son and Hua Wanzhao got close. Ming Shen inevitably mentioned Hua Wanzhao when his son was practicing in the school. Liang Shijie had a certain understanding of Hua Wanzhao.

Xu Heng found that Hua Wanzhao didn't just defend in place, but moved quickly, and several afterimages rushed towards Hua Wanzhao during the transition.

"Huh?" Eldest Sun Chun stroked his beard, "Junior Brother Shi Qing is also a good disciple, but in the Foundation Establishment period, the ability to change shape and change shadow is so perfect."

Zhong Hongzhuo, the master of Yanhui Peak, was very satisfied with Xu Heng's performance: "That kid's talent is a bit weak, and he cultivated very hard."

Around the foundation building arena, Ming Yiqian asked: "Junior Brother Ning, who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

"Little master."

As if to confirm his words, Hua Wanzhao leaped up and landed with a heavy slash, causing half of the ring to collapse.

Xu Heng was caught off guard and retreated hastily.

Hua Wanzhao teleported behind Xu Heng, the cold sword was less than an inch away from his back.

"Flowers blooming in the evening win."

There was no trace of loneliness on Xu Heng's face: "Unexpectedly, my little master is better than me."

The classmates around were stunned when they heard him call Hua Wanzhao that way.

This is the legendary little master?
Didn't they insult the little master before that?

Fuck? !Will he be beaten to death by the peak master when he goes back?

"Nephew Xu is not bad either."

With this heart, he will have a place in the world of cultivating immortals in the future.

Hua Wanzhao can now understand why Ning Chenhao looked down on that outer disciple before. Compared with Xu Heng in front of him, he is really far behind.

"Congratulations, little master, the flag has been won."

Ning Chenhao and Ming Yiqian walked over.

"Senior Brother Ming, Junior Brother Ning."

Several people greeted each other.

"Brother Xu's foundation is very solid, it's time to master some skills." Ning Chenhao said pertinently.

Xu Heng looked at him unexpectedly. The master did say that he would teach him sword moves after the Zongmen Grand Competition, but he was surprised that such words came from a disciple who had been in the sect for two years.

"Brother Ming, it's your turn."

(End of this chapter)