flying sword

Chapter 17 Big Competition

Chapter 17 Big Competition

After an unknown amount of time, a burst of warm applause erupted from the peaceful arena, and Xin Jiuli, who was motionless, opened his eyes instantly.

At this time, the disciples of the fifth level of the Yuan Kaijing had already decided the winner and the winner, and the ranking had been determined. It was time for the disciples of the sixth level of the Yuan Kaijing to compete.

Sure enough, the old man above appeared again at this time, and announced that the disciples of the sixth level of the Yuan Kaijing would compete in the arena.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, several self-confident disciples entered the arena immediately, but more arenas were empty at this time, which is no wonder.

Most of these disciples at the sixth level of the Yuan Kaijing have already mastered some secret techniques. If they are not particularly powerful, no one wants to be the first to appear on stage.

Most of them are looking for opponents that they are confident to defeat in the arena.

Xin Jiuli was naturally no exception.

At this moment, he had observed all the people on the five arenas, and found nothing special. The only thing he remembered was a disciple holding a bloody long knife.

When he passed that disciple, he actually had an urge to fight immediately, but that urge was quickly overwhelmed by reason, and finally he didn't go up.

However, he paid special attention to that disciple.

Not long after, three arenas had already been challenged first. Xin Jiuli thought to himself, knowing that the later he appeared on the stage, the enemies he would face would be more formidable. At this moment, he didn't think too much, and flew directly to the nearest arena to challenge .

On the opposite side of the arena was a woman with an ordinary face, her hands were empty, but the khaki-yellow talisman at her waist exuded a dangerous aura that made one dare not underestimate it.

Xin Jiuli clasped the sword in both hands, bowed slightly to the woman and said, "Xin Jiuli, who belongs to the flying sword, please enlighten me!"

"Hmph, so you are the trash of the Feijian lineage. Well, today I will let you learn the orthodox talisman art of the Mysterious Talisman lineage."

While the woman was understating, she had already taken out a piece of talisman paper from her waist with both hands, and at the same time she began to mutter words.

In an instant, the talisman in his hand had turned into a huge ball of flames, and then, with a raised hand, the fireball flew out of his hand and flew straight towards Xin Jiuli.

At this moment, Xin Jiuli moved,

Xin Jiuli, who was less than half a foot away from the fireball, suddenly disappeared in place, and the woman's originally calm face also paled at this moment.

"How... how is it possible..."

She has never had any contact with Fei Jian Yimai, but she heard from other senior brothers and sisters that Feijian Yimai is the worst in the sect, and even senior brother Xin Jiuli is the target of bullying.

Until now, she finally realized that she was wrong.

The young man on the opposite side was obviously not at the same level as her own. The moment the young man disappeared, she felt a burst of sharp sword energy appear from above.

In desperation, she didn't even bother to look, so she closed her eyes and screamed: "Little sister admit defeat, Brother Jiuli, please forgive me!"

"Shuh" "Shuh"

Two cold sword lights flashed from between his eyebrows, bringing down more than a dozen black hairs.

The girl who closed her eyes felt a little pressure, and then slowly opened her eyes, and was immediately stunned by the scene in front of her.

I saw two slender cracks on the ground above the ring that were more than ten centimeters deep and more than ten meters long.

You must know that this arena was reinforced by a strong person in the Condensed Light Realm. Just now, the boy's sword was able to destroy the ground of the arena. .

"Many... Thank you Brother Jiuli for your mercy."

This girl from the Xuanfu line blushed pretty, and immediately jumped out of the ring without looking back.

"What do you guys think of this kid?"

On the jade platform in the air, Feng Daoyi saw the scene on Xin Jiuli's arena from a distance, hesitated for a while, and said something to the crowd behind him.

"Oh, that disciple seems to be Li Daoyou's disciple." Someone did not know who revealed Xin Jiuli's identity.

"Well, presumably, he must have obtained the true biography of "Li Daoyou". The sword light just now is probably enough for the sixth level of the Yuan Kaijing, and this disciple is likely to enter the challenge of the seventh level of the Yuan Kaijing." Yue Qingshui, the mountain lord of Ghost Dance, couldn't help admiring.

"Fairy Yue's words can't help but increase other people's prestige and destroy our aura. Although Li Daoyou is powerful, he doesn't really belong to our Heavenly Dao Sect." A yin and yang strange words sounded from the side.

The one who spoke was Chengjin, the mountain master of Huaxue lineage.

"Junior Brother, it's wrong to say that. Although Li Daoyou said he was joining the sect temporarily, he hasn't said anything about leaving for so many years. It's better for Junior Brother not to say such things in the future." Feng Dao There was a trace of dissatisfaction with Cheng Jin's words.

Others don't know Li Yuanhua's strength, but he knows it very well. A sword cultivator like that is a resounding figure in any sect. He is willing to stoop to be a mountain lord here, and he already thinks highly of himself.

"Brother Sect Leader, why do you keep saying good things about that Li Yuanhua? What is his background?"

"Junior brother, don't ask any more, you just need to know, don't provoke him." Feng Daoyi replied calmly with a serious look on his face.

But still worried, after a little hesitation, he secretly said a few words to Cheng Jin.

After hearing Feng Daoyi's words, Cheng Jin immediately opened his mouth wide, and couldn't help but lose his voice: "It turned out to be Tianyu..."

Speaking of which, Cheng Jin realized something, and quickly closed his mouth. After sitting back in his seat, he obediently closed his mouth and did not say anything else.

Although the people behind him didn't quite understand Cheng Jin's words, they all faintly heard the word "Tian Yu", and their hearts couldn't help trembling. .

At this time, Xin Jiuli quickly jumped off the ring after defeating a disciple again. This was already the third time he made a move in the sixth level of the Yuan Kaijing. In these three competitions, his moves were clean and effortless The one who blows the dust wins the game.

At this time, many disciples in the square had noticed Xin Jiuli, and they all left a deep impression on this disciple of the Feijian lineage who was playing for the first time.

After all, his sword skills are too conspicuous.

After three rounds of competition, there are only ten disciples at the sixth level of Yuan Kaijing left. In other words, only one more round of competition will be needed to determine the top five.

Once in the top five, you can challenge the disciples of the seventh level of the Yuan Kaijing. Of course, this is only possible, but no one is really so stupid as to challenge.

Those who can reach the fifth level of the Yuan Kaijing and above are not talented, especially those who are at the seventh level of the Yuan Kaijing, and they have been vigorously cultivated by the sect, and there are various secret techniques.

Even so, Xin Jiuli did not intend to stop at the sixth level of the Yuan Kaijing, if possible, he would not mind going up to meet the disciples of the seventh level of the Yuan Kaijing.

(End of this chapter)

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