Fairy, would you like to discuss the truth with me?

Chapter 113 Fighting Monk

Su Xuan still has a deep memory of "Yan Sheng".

Even though he used all his talismans and body skills to the extreme that day, he still couldn't get rid of it.

Over the years, only that one stab can be considered a life-or-death crisis. If he hadn't happened to have a life-prolonging pill in his storage bag at that time, and he could double practice the magical skill "Yin and Yang Combination", the senior sister would really be there.

The erosion of death energy and precise locking make "Anti-Life" definitely one of the top spells.

So until now, Su Xuan still remembers the horror of that knife.

But today Concubine Leng Qing actually used that move... Although it only had a faint flavor of being disgusted with life, it didn't have the majestic death energy, nor the explosive cruelty, but it had its precision.

As for the situation in the arena, Su Xuan no longer had any suspense.

The word "precise locking" means that no matter how strong or fast Gu Nian's movement is, he will be restrained.

Not only Gu Nian, but from now on all the monks with strong physical skills, as long as their cultivation level is not too outrageous, will be equivalent to breaking an arm against Concubine Leng Qing, and they will fall into a headwind at the beginning.

As expected, no matter how Gu Nian moved, the sword energy was always firmly locked on him.

After three or five breaths, he voluntarily gave up escaping, attached his spiritual power to his body, and decided to take the sword forcefully.

Taking the sword now may still have a chance, but when the spiritual power is exhausted, defeat will be inevitable.

A rainbow flashed.

Gu Nian was surprised to find that the sword was not as sharp as expected. Although the armor on the body made of condensed spiritual power was directly shattered and the body was stabbed, it was not to the extent that one sword could determine the outcome.

He still has the ability to fight again.

That's right, if there was no limit to the power of this move, it would be too terrifying... Gu Nian was determined, and just when he was about to take advantage of Concubine Leng Qing's attack to launch an attack, a clear and flawless sword shadow appeared in front of him. In front of you.

He subconsciously wanted to dodge, but at the moment when he was moving his body, he found that his body was extremely heavy.

It was because of that sword... As soon as this thought emerged in his mind, rainbow light completely penetrated his body.

"boom."

The arena was filled with smoke and dust.

After the dust and fog dissipated, a woman in white was seen on the ring holding a sword in her right hand, and not far away was a man kneeling on the ground.

The man was kneeling on the ground, his upper body clothes completely torn, and a silver light appeared in the middle of the black mask he had been wearing.

The next moment, the mask turned into two halves and fell to the ground.

"Hiss, so strong. Swordsmanship is already so outrageous... Master, I don't want to practice body skills or hidden weapons anymore. I want to learn this."

"Why don't you hide? If you use your body skills, you may not be able to escape."

"Wait a minute, look at Gu Nian's face."

"So, is that a human face?"

There were whispers all around, and Su Xuan was lucky enough to see what the concept of "incomparably ugly" was in the Eye of Insight.

Gu Nian's face looked as if someone had sprayed it with a highly corrosive poison. There was almost no good piece of flesh, and his face, which was not that big, actually had dozens of pits and holes. The squirming flesh and blood were like worms. Just looking at it makes people sick.

Although Gu Nian was on the verge of coma and consciousness at the moment, he could still hear the voices of everyone in the audience. He was so angry that he leaned forward and hit his head heavily on the ground.

During a poison refining process, the poison exploded and all the poison was sprinkled on his face, leaving him looking like neither a human nor a ghost.

Since then, he has always worn a mask, and the word appearance has become a scar in his heart. Today, his fig leaf, the mask that had been with him for nearly ten years, was cut off, and his ugly appearance was exposed to the public.

Although he knew that the other party did not do this intentionally, but that the sword energy was too sharp and the mask was shattered by the way... Gu Nian could not care so much at this moment.

Overwhelmed with rage, he closed his eyes and passed out.

Su Xuan in the audience suddenly felt that his heart palpitations were getting stronger.

……

Seeing Gu Nian's defeat, the master of Changfeng Pavilion, who didn't have much hope in his heart, still sighed quietly.

Coming here this time, he still had great expectations for Gu Nian. If Yin Feng Xuan's body and Xuan Ying's cultivation were put to good use, it might not be impossible to win the first prize.

As a result, it was only the second round and he met the strongest person in the group. It can only be said to be bad luck.

But when he turned around and saw Mo Yuanzong in an even worse condition, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, Changfeng Pavilion is not at the bottom.

The situation of Mo Yuanzong is really miserable. In the first round alone, four of the five true disciples who came were defeated, which is at the bottom of the four sects.

He took a sip of tea and continued to watch the situation on the field.

……

Shangqing Sect won the first battle today, but the situation that followed was a bit unfavorable.

Zhao Xingben was the most mediocre one among the five, and was eliminated by a female cultivator from Mo Yuanzong; Kong Yu met a monk from Bodhi Temple. Faced with the "tortoise shell pure meat flow", Kong Yu almost broke his sword, and It didn't cause much damage, but the opponent seized the opportunity and took him away with a set of close-fitting small combos.

The remaining disciple of Changfeng Pavilion was eliminated in this round.

Seeing that the first four rounds were completed, Su Xuan's face began to twitch.

There were only two people left. Thinking on his toes, he could figure out who the opponent he was going to face was.

It was the little monk who looked a little thin in the Bodhi Temple.

In Su Xuan's view, this young monk is definitely the most difficult one to deal with among the five true disciples of Bodhi Temple.

The other four True Legends belong to the "Pure Flesh Turtle Style". Although their defense is extremely strong, their output is actually not that good.

But this little monk was special. The scene where he defeated his opponent with three punches yesterday was still replaying in Su Xuan's mind.

His frankness and output are all maxed out, and he may be lacking in speed, but the scope of the arena has actually limited the role of his body skills in the fight.

Zhao Xing, Kong Yu, and Song Wu also showed sympathy, obviously they had no hope.

"The pressure doesn't have to be too great. If you lose, just admit defeat. Don't leave any hidden wounds." Concubine Leng Qing patted Su Xuan's back gently and comforted softly: "It doesn't matter if you lose, senior sister will avenge you. "

"If possible, I still hope not to lose." Su Xuan smiled helplessly, and then walked quickly onto the ring.

"Bodhi Temple, Qin Huai, please enlighten me." The young monk said quietly, with a kind of alienation and indifference in his tone, giving people a feeling of cutting off all emotions and six desires.

If this damn thing is put in a certain library, it will be as high as a cold Buddhist scholar in the Beijing circle... Su Xuan thought in amusement, then he raised his hands and said: "Shangqing Sect, Su Xuan, please enlighten me."

(End of this chapter)