When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

The night passed quickly, and the bell in Xiaolingfeng Square rang as usual the next day.

Today is the competition of the top four of the three martial arts debates, and the two consecutive grand events held here are now coming to an end. On the high platform, the head of Qingxiao sat at the main seat as usual, with the elders of Xuanqingzong and the peak masters sitting on the left, and the elders of Tiandaozong and Fozong sitting on the right. The elite disciples of the three sects stood behind their elders, looking at each other, and the atmosphere was a little tense.

Of course, this kind of tension is not so much the tension among the disciples of the three sects, but rather the disagreement between Tiandaozong and Xuanqingzong. The disciples glared at the disciples of Shangxuan Qingzong.

This is not unexpected, because after yesterday's competition, Jiang Shen and You Yi, the only two of Tiandaozong who entered the quarterfinals, were eliminated. This time, none of the disciples of Martial Heaven Dao Sect made it to the top four. This has not happened for many years, and it is only natural for them to be dissatisfied. Therefore, it is all the more natural that the disciples of Xuanqingzong who "squeeze" their places are not pleasing to the eye.

Although the disciples of Xuanqing Sect did not speak, they raised their chins slightly when they met the angry eyes of the disciples of Shangtian Dao Sect. Even though there was no response to a single look, that proud gesture was so well done that it made people spit blood out of anger.

Zhenjun Ji Ling of Tiandao Sect noticed the interaction between the disciples of the two sects, and his expression was a little gloomy. But a competition is a competition, and a loser is a loser. On behalf of the sect, it is naturally impossible for him to raise doubts without reason. He even had to come to the competition today and tomorrow in order to show his dignity. It's just that he originally planned to stand on the sidelines, but he was so angry by these Xuanqingzong disciples that he took the initiative to speak: "I saw that the two disciples of Xuanqingzong's sect were seriously injured in the competition yesterday. If you go into battle with injuries, it won’t be good if you break the foundation.”

These words made sense, but when they came out of Zhenjun Ji Ling's mouth, they were inexplicably yin and yang.

The head of Qingxiao didn't care about it, his eyes swept over the disciples below, and he said with a smile: "Ji Ling Zhenjun is right, although it is rare to discuss martial arts once, but in the end it is just a discussion among disciples .It is good to win, but it is not a big deal to lose, and it is not worth mentioning compared with your future path."

Hearing this, Su Hao's eyebrows and eyes seemed to move slightly, but he didn't say anything immediately. Yun Qingyue raised his hand generously and saluted: "I would like to follow the teaching of the master master, but the disciple's injuries have recovered, and there is no problem in coping with today's competition."

The head of Qingxiao nodded, but without further delay, he just waved out the jade box and asked them to draw lots to determine their opponents as usual.

The three of Xuanqingzong offered to give in, and Tan Xin was the first to go forward and take the lotus pill. Then Su Hao, Yun Qingyue, and Chu Yang took the remaining three lottery pills in turn. The four of them squeezed open at the same time, and the golden numbers were revealed. Su Hao and Yun Qingyue got the first lottery, while Chu Yang and Tan Xin got the second lottery. Today's arena arrangements are now settled.

The head and the peak masters didn't say anything about the result of the lottery, but the disciples watching the battle in the square couldn't help but sigh—Chu Yang, a Jindan cultivator, was destined to give the Buddha his head, but the duel between Senior Brother Su and Senior Sister Yun It's very worrying. Both of them were seriously injured in yesterday's competition, it's hard to say who will have the upper hand today, and even if they win after a tough fight, it will be dangerous to fight against Tan Xin tomorrow.

It seems remarkable that Xuan Qingzong occupied three places in the top four this time, but these three are either weak or injured. In contrast, Fozong's Tanxin looks strong and in good condition, but the chances of winning are greater.

"Otherwise, Senior Brother Su and Senior Sister Yun should stop comparing each other. What's the point of internal conflict? Why don't you rest for a day longer, and the more you recover from your injury, the more likely you will win tomorrow." Some disciples suggested this.

After hearing this, everyone took it for granted, but who would admit defeat became a problem again. In terms of cultivation, Su Hao is naturally higher, but in terms of injuries, it is obvious that Su Hao is also more serious. It is hard to say how much strength he can display now.

There was a lot of discussion in the square, and a few words were passed on to the high platform, but everyone thought about it but didn't know it.

The head of Qingxiao obviously had no intention of interfering, let alone favoring his disciples. After seeing the results of the lottery, he said to everyone: "Okay, the result of the lottery has been drawn, and the competition can begin."

With the help of the little white tiger, Yun Qingyue has indeed recovered from her injuries. Not only that, she also had a good rest last night, and she is in good condition after recharging her energy. She bowed to the master, and then went to the ring without saying a word. When she looked at Su Hao, her bright eyes were full of fighting spirit - Su Hao had already advanced to Nascent Soul, and his cultivation was far superior to hers. People have almost no chance to fight. The few encounters were not so much a competition, but a unilateral guidance from Su Hao. Although she was grateful, she also hoped that one day she would be able to compete with her senior brother. Now that she has advanced to Nascent Soul, although her brother is injured, she still hopes to have a good fight with him.

Su Hao stepped onto the ring in a flash, and raised his lips and smiled at Shang Yun Qingyue's eyes full of fighting spirit.

Yun Qingyue's hand holding the Snow-covering Sword was tightened, and he looked like he was ready for battle, and his fighting spirit was gradually increasing. But before she could make a move, Su Hao's gentle voice came from next to her ear: "I admit defeat."

Su Hao said this in a very calm tone, and the volume was not too loud, just like casually chatting with his juniors and juniors. However, his voice was accurately transmitted to the ears of everyone present, and it exploded in the ears of everyone like a thunderbolt... After a short silence, the crowd watching the battle under the ring suddenly exploded, as if they had never thought about this sentence anyway. The words will come from the mouth of the big brother.

Yun Qingyue was also surprised, and was rarely stunned: "Brother?"

Su Hao still smiled, waved at her and said, "My injury has not healed yet, so I am not fit to do it. Since my junior sister's injury has recovered, I hope to do my best in tomorrow's competition." After saying that, he turned around and jumped off the ring.

It was only at this time that everyone realized that Su Hao's face was indeed abnormally pale. There was hardly a trace of blood on his face, and even the color of his lips was frighteningly pale. It's just that as a senior brother, he has a strong aura from the very beginning, and everyone was intimidated by his aura, but they didn't realize it. I also forgot that Jiang Shen of Tiandaozong didn't get his name in vain, he is the real first person of Tiandaozong's generation!

Jiang Shen was seriously injured and did not show up today, and the so-called loss to both sides is not false.

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The first match between Yun Qingyue and Su Hao ended before it even started. Although it was unexpected, it is reasonable to think about it—Su Hao, as a direct disciple of the head of the sect, naturally has more responsibilities for the sect than others , today will appear purely due to responsibility. If the opponent he draws today is not Yun Qingyue, whether it is Tan Xin or Chu Yang, he will try his best.

Fortunately, he has won Yun Qingyue, and this junior sister's cultivation is enough to make him feel at ease, and there is no need to fight internally with the other party. So he admitted defeat frankly, even if his prestige was damaged, at least he would not hinder his sect.

In this way, Yun Qingyue obtained the qualification to win the championship without any effort, and the second competition is about to begin.

Today's second duel was between Chu Yang and Tan Xin. Compared with the previous one, everyone felt that there was no suspense about the outcome. After all, it was no different from a miracle in the eyes of everyone that Chu Yang could go so far with a mere Golden Core cultivation base. And the Fozi of the Fozong is not a simple character, not to mention his talent, and the cultivation of the Fozong all these years, but judging by his skills these days, he should not be underestimated.

Zhong Heng held the little white tiger to watch the battle under the arena, and there were many disciples talking in his ears, even his fellow disciples did not have a good view of Chu Yang. Many people even bluntly said that today's group arena will end soon, and they even quickly made arrangements for the free half day.

Even Zhong Heng secretly said: "It's good to have some free time, it just gives Senior Sister time to adjust her status."

However, even though everyone was not optimistic about Chu Yang, Xiao Baihu still did not take it lightly, because in her heart, this person was about to be equated with the male lead. Generally speaking, creatures like the male protagonist have the luck of koi and the vitality of Xiaoqiang, and his best skill is to slap his face. The more adversity everyone is not optimistic about, the more likely he is to turn around!

Thinking of this, the little white tiger took a peek at Tan Xin who had already stood on the ring, and his heart was shaken again—the little monk was born with red lips and white teeth and a good appearance, but he didn't look like cannon fodder who was beaten in the face.

But no matter what the little white tiger thinks or what everyone says, the competition in the arena has finally begun. No matter how inferior Chu Yang was, it was impossible for him to admit defeat immediately. On the contrary, the moment he drew his sword, his whole body was filled with fighting spirit.

On the ring, Chu Yang stabbed out with a sword, and the sharp sword struck towards Tan Xin like a broken bamboo.

Seeing this, Tan Xin was as calm as usual, and threw out a string of white jade rosary beads with a flick of her wrist. The rosary was thrown and hung in front of him. As the Buddha seal on his hand quickly formed, the whole string of rosary beads suddenly emitted a faint golden light... This is completely different from the golden light emitted by monk Jin Linggen when he uses spiritual power, without the metal Her sharp edge is more gentle and tolerant.

This was the Buddha's light that belonged exclusively to Buddha Cultivator. It didn't look too dazzling, but it firmly withstood Chu Yang's full blow. Then, as the Buddha seal in Tan Xin's hand changed, the golden light turned into a round pistol again, and hit Chu Yang in the opposite direction.

The soft Buddha's light sprinkled on the people watching the battle under the ring, and they only felt the warmth of the sun shining on their bodies. It was also because the warmth was so comfortable, and the sunlight was too ordinary, that almost no one paid much attention to that ray of Buddha's light. As a result, no one noticed that when he attacked Chu Yang surrounded by the Buddha's light, he frowned almost imperceptibly under the light of the Buddha's light.

Chu Yang seemed to be feeling a little uncomfortable, but he quickly covered it up, and then split the **** with a wave of his sword. This sword was so powerful that it not only smashed Tan Xin's chest, but also dispelled the shining Buddha light.

There was a loud applause from the arena, everyone was attracted by his moves, and no one noticed the subtle changes in his expression...