Tai Xuan Jing

"How is it possible!" Li Yunxiang was so shocked that he almost slapped the table and stood up, but the master was next to him, so he couldn't lose his composure, so he held back.

Yu Changning, head of Black and White Xuan, was stunned for a long time, and said in disbelief, "This Li Qianmo is so amazing. I remember that he is a waste body. How could he open up a sea of ​​Qi?"

"That's right." The head of Bi Moxuan frowned and nodded, "Not only that, he has now reached the eighth level of entraining energy, and with just one move, he easily broke Han Jian's Xuan Kong Po Golden Sword. I know that this move is difficult to deal with."

All the elders nodded one after another, and all their eyes focused on Li Qianmo, full of surprise and curiosity.

In the middle of the field, Han Jian turned his head to look at Li Qianmo. A sense of humiliation rose in his heart, which gradually turned into anger. His face gradually became gloomy, his facial muscles twitched a few times, and suddenly he let out a wild roar, waving the broken sword. He cut towards Li Qianmo.

With a twist of Li Qianmo's wrist, the long sword was already pointed at his throat. Han Jian suddenly stopped and stood there motionless, extremely humiliated. He really wanted to trample Li Qianmo under his feet again, just like he did back then, but Now that the sharp sword is in his throat, if he dares to step forward again, he will be killed on the spot.

He managed to cultivate to the peak of the sixth level of entraining qi. Originally, he wanted to be shortlisted in the top sixteen in this competition to become an elite disciple. He didn't expect to lose in the first match, and the opponent only used one sword, which was the most humiliating The only thing is that this person is still Li Qianmo, the waste that he has been stepping on the soles of his feet all this time.

Thinking of this, Han Jian's heart was not very sad, his nose was sore, his eyes were blurred, two lines of clear tears slid down his cheeks, dripping on the ground and splashing a little dust.

Holding the long sword against Han Jian's throat, Li Qianmo turned to Elder Wen and asked slowly, "Elder Wen, have I won?"

Elder Wen nodded and announced: "Tianji Pavilion Li Qianmo wins!"

Li Qianmo withdrew his magic sword expressionlessly, and walked towards the edge of the ring. When he reached the edge of the ring, he turned and looked at the distraught Han Jian, and said coldly: "I shed tears after suffering such a little setback. Don't forget that all these years I have been bullied by you so much, if I were like you, my eyes would have been blinded from crying."

After he finished speaking, he jumped off the ring and found a stone pier to sit down on. The disciples around him stayed far away, pointing and discussing him in secret. From their words, it can be heard that they no longer call him a little waste, but start Calling him by name, it seems that Li Qianmo's performance in this competition surprised them, and the name of trash will probably leave him far away after today.

Elder Wen urged Han Jian to leave the arena, loudly let No. [-] and No. [-] enter the arena, and two disciples jumped onto the arena, one from Hei Hei Xuan, and the other from Dan Yao Tang. The disciple of Dan Yao Tang had a very high cultivation level. At the beginning of the seventh level of entraining qi, the disciple of Black and White Xuan only had the fifth level of entraining qi. The two sides saluted and exchanged names, and then began the competition.

Li Qianmo watched their competition from a distance, learned about the spell moves of each department, and secretly thought about the solution.

Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of him, with fair skin, slender fingers, and long nails, shining brightly in the sun.

He looked up and was stunned, it was actually Liu Ning.

"What are you doing?" Li Qianmo asked coldly, frowning.

Liu Ning stretched out her hand in front of him, it was a note, on which was written: "Eight."

"Are you also in this arena?"

Liu Ning smiled coldly: "Not here, I drew number 120, but I just heard that you have made great progress in cultivation, and you are still in the limelight in this ring, so I changed the number with my junior sister to teach you a lesson. I'm here, so don't even think about becoming an elite disciple."

Li Qianmo looked at her cultivation base, at the early stage of the Ninth Layer of Entraining Qi, she was a level higher than herself, no wonder she was so confident.

He snorted heavily, and said coldly: "If there is a way to heaven, you don't go, but if there is no way to hell, you break in!"

"You have a strong tone." Liu Ning lightly folded her wide sleeves and said with a sneer, "I hope your ability is half as good as your mouth." After she finished speaking, she bent down and leaned in front of Li Qianmo, and said three words with a smile : "Little trash!"

Li Qianmo narrowed his eyes, and a cold light burst out in his eyes, and his momentum rose sharply, but he was immediately suppressed by him.

Liu Ning smiled triumphantly, turned around with her head raised, and walked towards a group of female disciples.

Not long after, the winner was decided between the two on the stage. Elder Wen announced the result, and the next round began, No. [-] and No. [-].

Liu Ning is number eight now, she kicked her feet on the ground, her body flew up, her fiery red clothes fluttered with the wind, amazed the audience, and won a round of applause, many male disciples saw her beautiful appearance, and turned to the stage one after another. whistled.

Liu Ning enjoyed this feeling of attention, smiled and bowed to the audience, then turned to look at her opponent.

Her opponent was a handsome man, wearing a black long gown, at the early stage of the eighth level of entraining qi, both sides saluted and reported their names.

"Five-tone Palace Liu Ning."

"Liu Tianyuan from the Pill Hall."

Liu Ning smiled and said: "So it's Senior Brother Liu, I've heard of your name long ago, Junior Sister, I've always wanted to ask you for advice, but I didn't have the chance, I didn't expect to finally meet you today."

Liu Tianyuan said indifferently: "I don't dare to be a big name. Since you have met, let's have a good competition and don't let the teachers down."

Above the stand, Yuxuan stroked his beard and turned his head, looked at Sun Boqing, and said with a smile: "Brother, after seeing it now, I still think that the disciples of your Danyaotang are the most decent."

Sun Boqing smiled and said flatly, "Master Gu is absurd."

Xiao Qingluan was dissatisfied and said, "Where did our Liu Ning make Guzhu uncomfortable?"

Fang Yuxuan laughed, waved his hands and said: "No, junior sister, don't make wild guesses, this is just my feeling."

Xiao Qingluan was still puzzled, and suddenly said: "Brother, I heard that among the disciples in your Danyaotang, Liu Tianyuan is the most talented and powerful. Do you think he has a chance of winning when he meets Liu Ning?"

Sun Bo smiled lightly: "Liu Tianyuan's talent in alchemy is not bad, but when it comes to Taoism, he is far behind Pei Yuan and Pei Miao."

Xiao Qingluan shut her mouth when she heard the words. On the surface, Sun Boqing's words were saying that Liu Tianyuan was useless, but the meaning behind them was to remind her: No matter how useless these disciples are, the Pill Hall still has Pei Yuanpei. There are two genius disciples.

Pei Yuan, Pei Miaotian is a talented person, and he has only cultivated Taoism for more than 100 years and has become a powerful Taoist respected by thousands of people. He is on the same level as the elders in the valley, and no one can match it in the entire Xiaoyao Valley.

Although Xiao Qingluan kept silent, he was not convinced in his heart, and secretly said: "What about Pei Yuan and Pei Miao, I still have Yu Ziqing and Peacock, both of them are extremely talented, and Ziqing has already reached the consummation of Taoism , it is possible to step into the realm of Taoism at any time, and Peacock's cultivation time is still short, as long as she is given more time, she will be no worse than Pei Yuan in the future."

They are talking here, and the competition in the arena has already begun. The magic weapon Liu Tianyuan uses is a top-grade magic weapon-level magic sword, which is red all over. Every time it is swung, the heat waves are scorching, and there are faint flames bursting out, which is intimidating. people.

The magic weapon used by Liu Ning is a fiery red silk silk, about one foot long and three feet wide, both rigid and soft, this silk silk is ever-changing in her hands, and it can also resist the flames emitted by Liu Tianyuan. With Hong Ling's help, she gained the upper hand as soon as she came up.

After seeing it, Yu Changning was surprised and said: "Junior Sister Xiao, you actually passed the fire silkworm red silk to her. This is a spiritual weapon. How could she use it?"

Xiao Qingluan said proudly after hearing the words: "The fire silkworm red silk is woven from fire silk. It is a magic weapon of fire, and it is born to restrain fire spells. This child Liu Ning has the best fire-type spiritual root. It took a while, but it worked out.”

Yu Changning sighed, and said with a dry smile: "Liu Ning is very talented and has a high level of cultivation. With the help of this fire silkworm and red silk, it seems that there is no suspense about the top prize in this martial arts competition."

Xiao Qingluan was secretly pleased when he heard the words, with a smug expression on his face, and suddenly heard a voice: "That may not be the case."