Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Chapter 225 It's over!

The steward had just finished beating the drum at the start of the competition, and the drumstick in his hand hadn't been put down yet.

At this time, he was standing in front of the beating drum dumbfounded, forgetting to move for a moment.

When he heard Jiang Yanlu's voice, his brain was still shutting down, and he subconsciously reacted: "Oh, good."

thump—

He sounded the third drum almost mechanically.

"Jiang Yanlu wins the first group of individual swordsmanship competition!"

The disciples of Jiang Yanlu's support group - Taixuan Jianzong cheered immediately.

There was also a smile on the corners of Qiyue's lips, and his eyes kept chasing Jiang Yanlu.

He has always had great confidence in Jiang Yanlu.

After all, he is the one who can blow him up.

Cheng Xinglan yelled the loudest: "Little senior sister is awesome!"

Although this is the routine operation of the little sister, but today's big competition must be arranged!
Only then did everyone recover from the extremely impactful momentary blow just now.

Everyone's shocking eyes were cast on Jiang Yanlu in an instant.

Spike!

Jiang Yanlu instantly killed Zhou Tao!
He made it into the top five in the individual swordsmanship competition of the last Grand Competition!
"I'm going! Has it started? Is this over? What just happened!"

"When did the disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect become so good? The disciples of the Kunlun Palace have never made a move under her hands!"

"It seems that Zhou Tao's sword hasn't been drawn yet!"

"Her cultivation is definitely beyond the Golden Core Realm!"

On the ground where no one cared about, Zhou Tao lay there face down, lonely and miserable.

"Nascent Soul Realm!"

At the same time, in front of the water mirror.

The elder of Kunlun Palace's eyes were about to burst, and he broke his voice directly: "She is actually at the Nascent Soul Realm?!"

The Kunlun Palace has always been self-confident, and they did not regard Taixuan Sword Sect as their opponent at all in this year's comprehension competition.

Unexpectedly, in the first competition of swordsmanship, he overturned violently!

The elder of the Kunlun Palace stared closely at Jiang Yanlu's shockingly beautiful but calm face in the water mirror.

Still can't believe that she defeated her proud disciple with one move.

Only then did he understand what Elder Yin Zheng's phrase "same" meant.

The elder of Kunlun Palace leaned back on the back of the chair, with a pale face, and said nothing.

The high spirits before the fight were no longer there.

No one laughs all the time.

But there is always someone laughing.

The smile on the face of the Kunlun Palace Elder was fully transferred to the faces of the Elder Yin Zheng and the Sect Master of Taixuan Sword Sect.

On the contrary, the suzerain of the Kunlun Palace still maintained the gentle and benevolent smile at the beginning, and praised: "The disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect who participated in the competition this year are not bad..."

"Huh? Where is Jiang Yanlu going?" Wuxiang Sect Master suddenly asked.

In the water mirror, after Jiang Yanlu listened to the result announced by the steward, he quickly turned around and left the scene calmly.

There is no nostalgia for the sounds of admiration and shock from all directions.

She doesn't have time for love either.

She really wants to rush to the next game!
"East Second Peak, a competition platform." Elder Yin Zheng answered the doubts of the suzerain of the Wuxiang Sect, with an irrepressible pride in his tone, "Jiang Yanlu is about to participate in the second talisman individual competition."

"East Second Peak, a competition platform?"

The face of the elder Wuxiangzong changed.

Thanks to Ketang's blessing, everyone in Wuxiangzong knows that there is a disciple named Jiang Yanlu in Taixuanjianzong, who is even more powerful than him, a genius who draws talismans.

The elder of Wuxiangzong lost his look of watching the show instantly, and murmured: "It's over!"

This time, they are the disciples of their Wuxiangzong!
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Dong Erfeng is on the test stage.

Jiang Yanlu sat opposite a young Fuxiu from Wuxiangzong.

On everyone's desk, there were ten blank talisman papers, an ordinary talisman pen, polished cinnabar, and a string of bells.

The steward is explaining the rules of this talisman individual competition.

Within the time of a stick of incense, draw ten different effective low-level talismans.

The first to finish wins.

If it takes one stick of incense, neither of them can draw ten different effective low-level talismans.

The one with the most talismans wins.

The little Fuxiu of Wu Xiangzong cried and listened to the steward's strict reading of the rules with a mournful face.

This is his first time participating in the comprehension competition.

Before playing, he was full of confidence.

Ke Tang also vowed to cheer him up:

"It's just ten low-level talismans, which won't trouble our Wuxiangzong disciples."

"You just compete with the usual speed and mentality of drawing talismans. Believe in your own level. It's just an individual talisman competition. We sect disciples have never had a history of round tour."

until--

The moment before going on stage.

Jiang Yanlu hurried over from nowhere, and took out a ticket for the Talisman Individual Competition - No. [-] from his arms.

Little Fuxiu felt a bolt from the blue hit him head-on on the forehead, and his colorful world suddenly turned gray.

When the two sides introduced themselves, his mentality had already collapsed.

Immediately, the Wuxiang Sect will be the first disciple to win the first round of the individual competition in the Cultivation World Grand Competition of Talisman.

……

Cheng Xinglan and his group just found a good seat in the stands.

Ke Tang was sitting in the row in front of him.

Ke Tang first lit a candle in his heart for his junior, then turned around and asked Cheng Xinglan:

"Didn't Sister Lu go to participate in the individual swordsmanship competition? Why did you come here to participate in the talisman?"

"Oh," Cheng Xinglan said calmly, "The fencing side is over, this is the second competition for my little sister."

Ke Tang: "..."

He turned away silently.

Sister Lu, as expected of you.

Familiar faces were also sitting in the rows behind Cheng Xinglan.

They all watched Jiang Yanlu's swordsmanship competition last time, and heard that she was going to rush to the next competition, so they came here together.

Among this group of people, some were curious about what competition Jiang Yanlu would participate in, and some were simply impressed by her sword skills and appearance, and wanted to see her more.

Only the Kunlun Palace disciples came here to mock Jiang Yanlu, waiting for her to overturn and get slapped in the face.

Their Kunlun Palace has never had a precedent in which a disciple was directly eliminated in the first round of an individual competition, and it was still in such a tragic and embarrassing way.

Before the competition even started, the taunts from the Kunlun Palace disciples were in place:

"I have been in Kunlun Palace for so many years, but I have never seen anyone who is equally good at swordsmanship and talisman."

The resources of Kunlun Palace are the sect with the best resources in the whole cultivation world.

And it takes a lot of time to practice.

How can a person have so much energy, everything can be very good!
"Jiang Yanlu can be accomplished in swordsmanship, but not necessarily in talisman skills, especially when she is facing a disciple of Wuxiangzong."

"It might be a gimmick to engage in such a big battle, and we'll see how she makes a fool of herself in full view—"

Before the Kunlun Palace disciple finished speaking, his mouth was suddenly forced to shut.

Unprepared, he clenched his upper and lower teeth together and bit his tongue violently.

The pain was so painful that tears burst out of my eyes in an instant, and I yelled.

The smell of blood also spread in the mouth.

Because he couldn't open his mouth no matter what, he could only bite his tongue all the time, and his whole face was twisted together in pain.

Cheng Xinglan withdrew his hand, his eyes fell on the talisman he had just pasted on the other person, with a smile on his face, he asked politely:
"The silent talisman drawn by Jiang Yanlu himself is usually used to deal with monsters. This is the first time it is used on a human body. Fellow Daoist, what do you think of the effect of this talisman?"

(End of this chapter)