Qin Shi Mingyue Taoist Master Uncle

With Beichen's current strength, it is actually very simple to receive the attacks of the two at the same time, but the key is not to cause damage to the two, so he chose this relatively gentle method.

Although this seems simple, it still has a lot of difficulty in actual operation.

First of all, if you want to suppress others in this way, your own strength must be strong enough, and the control of power must be precise.

Only in this way can the attack be weakened without hurting the opponent.

As Beichen opened his arms, the powerful ice aura formed a transparent spherical shield.

At the same time, the attacks of Xiaomeng and Xiaoyaozi also broke out at the same time.

Two strong qi directly collided with the shield, but they didn't stir up the air waves as expected, and didn't even cause aftermath.

They were absorbed by the shield as soon as they came into contact, so Xiaomeng and Xiaomeng didn't suffer backlash.

After a few breaths, the attacks of the two were completely suppressed, and the strong zhenqi fluctuations also began to dissipate.

Seeing this, Beichen dissipated the shield, and looked at the slightly pale-faced two people.

Then he said, "Although the covenant between heaven and man must do its best, there is no need to hurt both sides."

Hearing this, Xiaomeng snorted a little arrogantly, and turned her head away.

And Xiaoyaozi bowed and thanked, "Thank you for your help, uncle."

He knew that if the other party hadn't made a timely move just now, both himself and Xiaomeng would have been severely injured.

At this moment, Xiaomeng asked, "Then who won this battle?"

Hearing the question, Xiaoyaozi also froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Bei Chen said, "You two are equal in strength, so this match should be considered a draw."

"The result of the covenant that day..."

Hearing this, Bei Chen thought for a while, and then said, "Since you can't tell the winner, let the disciples of the two sects decide the winner."

Xiaoyaozi's expression changed, he nodded after a little thought, "This method is feasible, after all, those young disciples are the future of Taoism, so let's follow what my uncle said."

"Xiaomeng, what do you mean?"

Bei Chen turned his head and asked, although he could completely decide this matter by himself, but after all, Xiao Meng is the head of Tianzong, and he still has to give the face that should be given.

Xiaomeng said indifferently, "That's it."

Beichen said, "Since you all agree, then the disciples of the two sects of Heaven and Man will compete next. Each sect will select three people, and they will compete one-on-one. Two out of three rounds will win. How about it?"

Neither Xiaomeng nor Xiaoyaozi had any objections to this proposal.

After a while, the disciples from both sides who participated in the competition were also selected.

There was no nonsense, immediately after the first round began, the two sects sent their best disciples to the battle stage, and the two directly fought together.

Although the exchange of ideas between these few disciples is far inferior to the battle between the head-level bosses just now, the quality of Taoist disciples has always been very high.

And the people who played this time have been carefully selected and belong to the best of the younger generation of Taoism.

The two of them in the first round of the battle had already stepped into the second-rate realm, and they were quite proficient in using Taoist skills.

After fighting for a stick of incense, the disciple of Tianzong was superior and won his first victory.

In the next second round, the cultivation of the two disciples was also good, no worse than the two just now.

But this time, the result was just the opposite. Renzong's disciples were slightly stronger and beat the opponent by one move.

The two heads were tied, and the disciples had one victory and one loss, so the next key was the third round.

In other words, whoever wins this round will win the final victory of this covenant between heaven and man.

In this scene, Ren Zong played a young man in his twenties, who looked pretty and easy-going.

He is Xiaoyaozi's direct disciple. Although he is not very old, his current strength has reached the peak of the second-rate, and he will reach the threshold of the first-rate master in less than a year.

The person Tianzong fought this time was also a man, but he was younger, only seventeen or eighteen years old at most.

He has half-blue hair like sea water, a handsome face, and a dusty temperament.

When seeing this person, Bei Chen's eyes lingered on him for a while.

He seemed to remember this person, who seemed to be called Xiaoling.

At the beginning, he had entered the Tiandao Academy to study, and his grades were very good, and he also won the golden palace emblem.

After graduation, he was brought back to Taiyi Mountain by the elders, and he was to be the key training object.

And Xiao Ling lived up to expectations, his strength improved rapidly, and he had already become a first-class master at the age of sixteen.

If the current Xiaomeng is not too young, he may even hope to win the next head of Tianzong.

The battle has begun. Although Renzong's players are also very good this time, they are still far behind Xiaoling.

There is a clear gap between first-rate and second-rate, and after a quarter of an hour, they were defeated.

So the final result also appeared, this covenant between heaven and man, the winner is Tianzong.

For such a result, although Xiaoyaozi was a little disappointed, he accepted it humbly, and congratulated Tianzong.

And Xiaomeng still had that aloof look, but it could be seen from her eyes that she was quite happy in her heart.