Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 1112
Zhang Yihao and Kan Dalu couldn't help but be shocked. Their current cultivation bases are only in the Hinayana stage of Wuwujue, and it will definitely help to improve their strength if they can learn the supreme level of martial arts like Jiankujue.

This is equivalent to the fact that one's own realm is not enough, but there are endless means.

Kan Dalu was also shocked, they knew the rarity of Jiankujue better than anyone else.

This thing is not ordinary martial arts, it is the unique skill of one of the five supreme elders, Unprovoked Elder, in this Yin-Yang Tomb, Lu Xiaobei is the only one who knows this sword.

Once this martial art is used, it will be absolutely lethal.

But Lu Xiaobei wants to make a small change in this sword dry.

This change is a kind of protection for Kan and Zhang.

The level of cultivation required for martial arts like Jiankujue must be as high as possible. The higher the level, the easier it is to manipulate, otherwise it will be very difficult.

The modified Jiankujue is more suitable for Kan Dalu and Zhang Yihao's cultivation base, and it can better exert the power of Jiankujue.

"I have changed Jiankujue. Don't reveal what I taught you. The name of Jianjue has also been changed. Do you understand what I mean?" Lu Xiaobei brought the two of them to the area behind the water prison in Yinyang Tomb. Xiao Shulin told them these words before starting to teach Jiankujue.

"Understood, you are making me hide my clumsiness!" Zhang Yihao said quickly.

"Yes, it's just hiding clumsiness. When necessary, use it to inflict serious damage on the opponent!" Lu Xiaobei was very satisfied with Zhang Yihao's answer.

This time, Lu Xiaobei taught the two people all at once, and it took a long time. It was not until dinner time that he taught the two people the modified Sword Dry Jue.

He taught the two of them a total of three tricks, and changed Jiankujue to Feijian Sanjue.

The new Flying Sword Sanjue is very powerful, and the two of them could clearly sense the powerful lethality during practice.

Jiankujue is extensive and profound, and the first level of nine levels of martial arts is stronger than the first level. With the help of Lu Xiaobei's bone erosion element, the power of Jiankujue is greatly increased.

With Feijian Sanjue, Kan Dalu and Zhang Yihao will definitely shine in the list competition starting tomorrow.

After dinner, Lu Xiaobei asked Kan Dalu and Zhang Yihao to consolidate, and he went back to the dormitory to rest.

On such a night, it was time for Lu Xiaobei to think about what he was going to do in the Yin Yang Tomb next.

He didn't tell the tomb owner the secret of the five supreme elders. Yinyang Tomb never gave up on the search for the five supreme elders.

Elder Qinglong didn't mention this matter after he came back from Xijiang, and he must have found some clues, but this kind of matter is a matter of discussion between their senior leaders, and Lu Xiaobei is not qualified to enter the senior leadership.

The management of the Yin-Yang Tomb and the outside company are still very thoughtful, the positions are clearly defined, and the division of labor is clear.

Silent all night.

The next day, the three-day battle for the list officially began.

All games are held in the trial field, 60 people enter the field and start to distribute number plates directly.

The number plate Lu Xiaobei received was 10, Kan Dalu was 28, and Zhang Yihao was farther back with a number plate 57.

The disciples participating in the competition put their number plates on their chests, and after a while, the Qinglong elders will come to the stage to draw lots.

Sixty contestants were divided into [-] groups, two-by-two PK, and finally the next round of promotion was decided.

After the two-to-two PK, 30 people will directly enter tomorrow's competition day, and the remaining 30 people will continue to fight, and the three-person team will fight rounds, and ten people will be determined to make up the list of 30 people, increasing the number of participating disciples to 40 in the next round .

The progress of this kind of competition is very fast, and there are quotas for casualties in each battle, but in most cases, many disciples are still very kind, until the end, as long as the opponent admits defeat, basically there will be no more painful killers.

But sometimes, due to the difficulty of closing the hand, coupled with the difference in the level of martial arts, it is impossible to control the shot, so there are fatalities and injuries. After all, swords have no eyes.

The competition on the first day was presided over by the Elder Qinglong. Neither the Tomb Master nor the Pharaoh appeared. They usually appeared on the last day of the competition, and the competition was more exciting then.

The proving ground was divided into ten open spaces, each roughly half the size of a basketball court.

The 10 participating disciples have 10 games to play, and ten games can be played at the same time. The competition time is [-] minutes, and the winner will be determined within [-] minutes.

However, due to the huge disparity in strength, sometimes the winner is decided within three to two minutes, which makes the progress of the whole game very fast.

Elder Qinglong began to draw lots, and the sixty disciples sat in six rows according to the number plates, with ten people in each row.

Lu Xiaobei is on the far right of the first row. The chief senior brother of the water department who met him yesterday is sitting behind him. He is number 20.

His name is Shui Junming, because he had an agreement with Lu Xiaobei yesterday.

This guy provoked behind Lu Xiaobei: "I really hope to be in a team with you, so don't show mercy to me!"

"Hehe, two minutes is enough to win you!" Lu Xiaobei said disdainfully.

For Lu Xiaobei, to deal with a disciple who has cultivated in the middle stage of Star Qi, 2 minutes may be flattering him.

"That's what you said, don't kneel down and beg me!" Shui Junming snorted coldly.

Lu Xiaobei folded his hands and ignored the other party.

Among the sixty disciples, Shui Junming was not afraid at all, and the ones who really had to be careful should be the top three on the previous inner race elite list.

It is said that these three are disciples of the gold department, and they are all masters of the nine veins, and one of them is a quasi-ten veins.

The quasi-ten meridian means that he already has the strength to break through the ten meridians, but he is waiting for the opportunity to break through two spiritual meridians at a time. This situation is allowed in the process of cultivation, so keep the Yin-Yang Pill and make a breakthrough with all your strength.

Forcibly breaking through with insufficient Yin-Yang Dan will also damage oneself.

Lu Xiaobei hoped that he would meet one of these three people in the first round, so as to clear obstacles for Kan Dalu and Zhang Yihao.

After all, the strength of the two of them is still very weak among these disciples. They can use the three flying swords to defeat the average player, but they have little chance of winning against the nine-vein or quasi-ten-vein master.

In Lu Xiaobei's anticipation, the draw for the first round of ten contestants was completed.

Zhang Yihao is about to go out in the first round, and his opponent is the fat Shui Jun who followed Shui Junming yesterday.

Shui Jun was sitting in the first row, his number was No. 5, he looked back at Zhang Yihao in the last row, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Naturally, the navy would not take Zhang Yihao seriously.

After the ten referees were greeted by the elder Qinglong, the twenty contestants quickly took their positions, and a lot of seats were vacated in the competition seats.

After the first round of the [-]-disciple competition, the loser was left behind, and the winner could choose to go to the auditorium to watch the match or leave the venue directly.

The match between Zhang Yihao and Shui Jun is the No. 2 venue. With the whistle of the referee, the competition began.

(End of this chapter)