Chapter 188 Discussion 5

Xue Qingchen saw that the fat man looked hesitant, and his face suddenly faded, and his self-pity filled his chest. How could you ask him for help? How could he believe himself? I'm afraid he will think he's trapring him!" Dad, how can my daughter's life be so hard?

The fat man lowered his head, and the other monks had no energy, nor did he notice that Xue Qingchen, who was self-pity, was interested in Zhishan and the 11th Battle of Xianmen. Everyone kept shouting.

Zhishan waved his hand and said loudly. Although the square was noisy, his voice clearly reached everyone's ears. This invitation to our Mingzong is to select the eleven most powerful people in the martial arts world and compete with Xianmen.

The monks in the square shouted again. Choose from everyone, so everyone has a chance. At the beginning, everyone thought that the eleven Mingzong had been determined. In fact, even if it is internalized, they have no objection. After all, the strength of the people of the sect are there. Although they are dissatisfied, they have to admire it, otherwise there will not be so many people rushing to enter the sect. Although everyone is happy, they have to weigh their own strength. Can I be selected?

About one-third of the people here are scattered, and the rest are survivors of large and small sects. What is everyone's strength? There is no doubt that Mingzong is the most powerful, followed by some small sects, and finally it will be their turn to practice. Of course, there are also masters in Sanxiu, but the proportion of this master is too small, and the masters in Sanxiu and the masters of the big school are not at the same level at all. Therefore, everyone has an understanding in their hearts that these eleven people have no share at all. However, it is not bad to watch the play and can't participate in it. However, seeing the skills of the strongest eleven people at that time, it is not a loss to participate in the discussion of Mingzong this time.

More and more people realize this. Sanxiu has basically given up the intention to participate, and gradually some small sects have also given up the idea of participating. Gradually, people realize that most of these eleven people seem to be under the Ming sect.

Suddenly, a woman's shout exploded in the crowd. I want to participate in the selection!"

Everyone followed the sound and suddenly found that the speaker was standing in front of the incense case, Xue Qingchen, the only woman among the disciples of the first four sects.

Zhishan looked at Xue Qingchen and laughed, "Of course Miss Xue wants to participate." After saying that, Zhishan Langsheng said to the crowd, "I haven't finished my words yet. The eleven people selected this time are not the strongest people who must be qualified to participate. Everyone knows that the cultivation of our martial arts world is divided into four realms: Mingjing, Wonderland, Huajing and Taoist Jing. This time, the requirement of Xianmen is to compete with several people in each of the four realms, and finally decide the winner.

After listening to the words, everyone was in an uproar again. If it is carried out in different realms, won't you have a lot more opportunities? Some Sanxiu's heart suddenly became lively.

Zhishan had a smile on his face, and the expressions of the monks were as he expected. He was very satisfied with the development of the matter. As long as these people actively participate in the fight and show their strength, they will definitely be favored by their ancestors. However, why do you have to let these Sanshu take action? Why don't you let the children of Mingzong take action? If you win in this way, people all over the world will say that it is the credit of Sanxiu, but you can't get much benefit from Mingzong. This is not good for Mingzong to dominate the mainland! Since the ancestors promised to help the Ming Sect, why can't they use the simplest way?

No one knows what the best is thinking. The monks look at each other, as if the people around them will become his opponents in the next moment.

The monk has a heavy profit and a heavy name!

Everyone thinks very clearly that if he can be selected among the eleven people and perform well, then he will definitely write down his achievements in the history of the mainland in the future! This kind of vicious thing must not be let go. Moreover, not to mention the interests in the future, if you play well in this fight, you may be appreciated by Mingzong. If you get into the mountain gate, you will have a bright future in the future.

Although everyone is happy, there are also some worries. They know very well that monks in the same realm are generally not as good as the disciples of the sect. However, in any case, at least if they have a chance, eleven people will not be completely robbed by the children of the Ming Sect. Some people even have such a plan. There are four realms, Mingjing, Wonderland, Huajing, Taoist Mirror. The Xianmen is powerful. I'm afraid that the cultivation is extremely profound. Taoist Mirror, Huajing disciples. If their cultivation is slightly lower, in a wonderland, living in the bright realm, there is no chance to win the other party. Although the realm is lower, this However, it is a major event related to the survival of the monks in the mainland. Winning one is one. It is not profitable, but the name is extremely important!

After waiting for everyone to be noisy for a while, he continued to say. Next, the monks from Mingjing will sign up first.

Suddenly, dozens of monks came out of the noisy crowd. Most of these monks are young and are newcomers who have just entered the martial arts world, but there are also several middle-aged men, among which an old man is mixed in.

The moment the old man came out, he attracted everyone's attention. At such an old age, he was still in a bright state, and everyone laughed at him. Even some young people standing with him have distanced themselves from him. Obviously, they despised the old man's talent.

The old man's face turned red, and he was also depressed. Why did he come out by himself? Isn't it a shame? The laughter of the people was getting louder and louder, and the sarcastic words became more and more explicit. At that moment, they quickly covered their faces and walked down to the crowd.

"This monk, please stop." I shouted abruptly. His face is extremely strange.

Just now, when he saw such an old monk come out, he also smiled secretly in his heart. Sanxiu is Sanxiu, and his talent is too bad. The old man saw at a glance that the years of cultivation were no less than 40 years, and it took 40 years of practice to the end of the Ming Dynasty. This talent is really admirable. However, just now, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear, "Let the old man participate, and he is one of them." He was shocked. This voice was the voice of the immortal ancestors. Although he was puzzled, he did not dare to ask anything and only said something.

The old man was stunned there, looked surprised, and said to himself, "The little old man's talent is extremely poor. He really has no face to participate in the game. In case he loses, he won't ruin the Mingzong's major event."

Zhishan smiled bitterly in his heart. What does the ancestor mean? He has to think of a reason to keep the old man. Unfortunately, the old man's cultivation is not the highest in the Mingjing. Three teenagers' cultivation is higher than his. After thinking for a few seconds, he frowned and thought, "The so-called ginger is getting older and hotter, and the older the person is, the more refined it is. Although your cultivation is not the strongest in this realm, your knowledge is the most extensive, and I'm afraid that the actual combat experience is also stronger than them, so you should stay. I think you can represent the monks in the realm of Mingjing. Gabidou. Zhishan wiped the cold sweat on his head. It was not difficult to praise an excellent person, but it was really sleepy to appreciate a useless person.

When the old man heard this, there was a blush on his face. I'm afraid he didn't think he had these advantages. I nodded and stayed.

At this time, Zhishan heard the voice of the ancestors again, "Let them compare and leave two people behind."

Although the best is unknown, he firmly carried out the orders of his ancestors. He shouted, "Please be quiet, everyone. Let's start the selection of monks in Mingjing. Everyone, please step back a little."

The monks quickly made way of a large enough venue to reveal more than a dozen Mingjing monks.

After giving way to the venue, everyone looked at Zhishan one after another and waited for Zhishan to make arrangements.

Zhishan nodded and said, "There are no requirements for this selection. You start to attack after you heard me shouting to start. The way of selection is melee. You can use any means until I say stop."

After hearing this, everyone frowned in surprise. Are such selection rules too barbaric? In the melee of more than a dozen people, it is impossible to fully show their personal level, and the melee has caused a lot of casualties. Some people have already doubted what Mingzong is going to do? The melee, is it that the monks of Wonderland, Huajing and Taoism all have to fight after that? Is this a selection or is it for us to kill each other?

Zhishan smiled bitterly. He was also puzzled by such a rule, but this rule was set by the immortal ancestors, and there was nothing he could do! Seeing that the public response was too great, he prepared before and said, "In order to select the most suitable player, this is the only way, and Mingzong can ensure that they will not have too many casualties." After saying that, the elders of Mingzong, who had previously stood on both sides of the Xiang case, came out and stood outside the circle of more than a dozen Mingjing monks. Obviously, whoever had too much damage, the elders would rescue him. With the strength of the elders of Mingzong, everyone was relieved.

Seeing that everyone no longer had a problem, he shouted, "Let's start."

More than a dozen Mingjing monks standing in the circle put on defensive posture one after another, taking the lead in jumping back to prevent their abdomen and back from being attacked. Although everyone's cultivation is low, they have a lot of experience.

In the crowd, the fat man, Tuoba Feng, hummed, and looked at the fight with a smile on their faces. They didn't understand what Mingzong was doing, so they had to continue to watch it. The fat man glanced at Xue Qingchen from time to time. She wanted to help her, but there was no reason to take action. I had to turn a blind eye to the help he had seen.

Finally, after a few seconds of hesitation, more than a dozen people chose the target and began to attack. Not surprisingly, the old man became everyone's first choice. At least seven or eight people attacked their husbands at the same time.

"Hey hey, these little guys are smart and know how to bully the old first." He laughed.

Fat man, Tuoba Feng shook his head secretly. Just now, Zhishan was right. The older Jiang is, the hotter it is. This old guy is not easy to nibble.

Sure enough, there was a trace of anger in the old man's eyes, and his hands were still defensive. Until his fists and feet were about to be added to him, his body suddenly curled up, rolled on the ground, and hid under everyone's outstretched fists and feet. Next, the old man danced his hands like playing the piano, and his fingers danced quickly on the legs and feet of several people. Suddenly, the teenager around him stood unsteadily and fell to the ground.

The fat man showed a smile on Tuobafeng's face. He saw clearly that the old man's combat experience was too rich, and the timing was simply to the peak. As for the last move of the old man, although it was exquisite, the force contained was too small, which was controlled by his cultivation, otherwise it would be surrounded. His seven or eight people have lost their combat effectiveness. Sure enough, a few seconds later, the cultivation of the people who fell to the ground had already got up. After the old man made a move, he stepped on a strange set of footwork and jumped away in an instant.

Several teenagers looked at each other, and there was timidity in their eyes, but four of them showed cruelty in their eyes. The four people touched each other's eyes and then attacked at the same time.

There is a trace of cruelty in the old man's eyes. Do you really think I'm easy to bully? The old man suddenly did not retreat and rushed towards the four teenagers who came up.

The four teenagers were shocked. They didn't expect that the old man would dare to attack them? After being surprised, he suddenly became happy. In this way, the four people slowed down and planned to let the old man rush in. Then the four of them made dumplings for the old man and besieged the old man, which not only made it easy to get rid of the old man, but also did not have to consume their strength.

A faint smile flashed from the corners of the old man's mouth, and his feet accelerated, and he sneaked into the encirclement of the four people.

The four people were overjoyed and made moves at the same time.

The old man's feet suddenly changed, and in an instant, his body drilled into the earth. In an instant, most of his body fell into the earth, and the four people's attacks hit each other over his head. There was a loud bang. The four people's move was to attack with all their strength. Unexpectedly, the old man would suddenly get into the earth and suddenly collided. Several people felt that the other party's fists were strong, and they quickly strengthened themselves. With the same thoughts, the four people were suddenly glued together and could not escape.

When the onlookers saw such a scene, they immediately laughed.

Fat man, Tuoba Feng looked at each other, but was secretly surprised. What skills did the old man use? It can actually get into the earth. The fat man was even more surprised, Tu Xingsun? The art of escape? Xu Bin on the side interrupted, "This is the skill of Qimen. I didn't expect that there would be a descendant of Qimen!"

"Qimen?" The fat man wondered.

"Qimen is a sect from a thousand years ago. It can be later, um, because of some special reasons. The skills of their sect are extremely strange, and it can even be said to be very wonderful. However, it is precisely because of the strange skills that the monks of their sect are generally not high." Xu Bin said. After a period of recuperation, his face was slightly better.

Special reason? When the fat man saw the strange look on Xu Bin's face, he immediately realized that he was afraid that there were some sects of strange skills, and then there were some conspiracy and conspiracy. As a result, it turned out to be self-defeating and the sect was destroyed. However, the fat man is too lazy to pay attention to these now. Although the strange door technique is good, the fat man has an invincible plug-in, which is not inferior to him.

In the circle, the old man saw that the four people were entangled with each other, and a faint smile appeared on his face. A knife leaked out of his sleeve and wanted to scratch the legs of the four young people.

The monks were shocked. I was afraid that these young people would be ruined. The elders of these teenagers are even more worried. A monk has jumped out of the crowd and jumped into the circle, but his cultivation was quite low, and it was too late.

Zhishan's face was slightly cold, and he looked at an elder standing outside the circle. The elder suddenly jumped into the circle, waved his palm, and the knife in the old man's hand could no longer draw. Then the elder grabbed the palms of the four helplessly entangled teenagers, raised them, and suddenly burst into the sky with a bright yellow energy mass visible to the naked eye. The four teenagers were pulled by the strength of the elders of Mingzong and immediately retreated and fell to the ground at the same time.

The four teenagers were obviously not injured. After falling to the ground, they quickly got up and attacked the old man again.

Outside the circle, Zhishan snorted coldly and immediately stopped the movements of the four teenagers, "You four are eliminated."

When the four people heard this, their faces suddenly darkened. They looked at each other and came out with their heads down.

The elder of Mingzong retreated, but the old man with Mingjing cultivation stood in the circle proudly, but no one dared to provoke him again.

The attacks of other teenagers in the circle became more and more fierce.

The monks above the Wonderland can release their fighting spirit, and they don't need to have close contact when fighting, but now a group of monks with cultivation in Mingjing are fighting from fists to flesh. In the eyes of the fat man, these people's fights are so real and hot-blooded. He can't wait to stand up and fight with their fists and feet for a while.

The battle of the rest of the people is not very outstanding. Although these people are scattered, they are more or less from their families. One punch and one foot is also normal. In the end, there are only two people left in the circle, one is the old man, and the other is a middle-aged man in his thirties. As for those teenagers, they are all eliminated. Maybe their talents are better than these two people, but their experience is really lacking. Lack of. What made everyone laugh was that the old man was not completely empty because he defeated the four teenagers. He began to use his footwork to sneak attacks on some fighting teenagers from time to time, which immediately made the teenagers angry, but the old man ran away with a fight and changed to another person. Although everyone was angry, they were afraid of the old man. Strength, I had to endure it. This was the lowest-level monk competition, but everyone was interested and interesting.

The scuffle lasted for more than an hour, and finally it was announced that two middle-aged men and old men were selected. The two of them were very excited, but Zhong Sanxiu was envious.

Next is the selection of monks in Wonderland.

The wonderland is a cultivation realm with the largest number of people in the scattered cultivation. In the scattered cultivation world, the cultivation of the middle stream is the end of the wonderland and the beginning of the transformation. Most of the scattered cultivation is stagnant here, and they have not been able to make any progress in their lives. On the one's, the talent of scattered cultivation is indeed worse than that of the disciples of the sect. Secondly, there are too few resources that can be used for cultivation. Third, there are many things that need to be worked on, and it is impossible to concentrate on cultivation like disciples of the sect. The fat man is sometimes glad that if he doesn't enter the door of life and death, he is afraid that his lifelong achievements will stay in the realm of transformation.

There are thousands of practitioners in Wonderland, most of whom are scattered.

What are the rules of this fight? Is it still a scuffle? How can so many people fight? People are looking at the best.

Zhishan took a look at the monks and said loudly, "The rules of the Wonderland monks are two or two. They find each other's opponents. The winner advances and loses and withdraws. The winner needs to win eight rounds in a row, and then stand behind me to rest and wait until all the winners who have won eight rounds in a row for the final selection. Do you have any objections?

The monks discussed it one after another. After a while, the noise subsided. Obviously, everyone has understood the rules, and at the same time, they are ready to start at any time.

Zhishan looked at everyone with satisfaction and said, "Okay, let's go."

This time, it was still those elders of Mingzong standing outside the circle of people fighting just now. However, this time the circle is much bigger than just now. It's still a few elders. It's hard to say whether they can take care of them.

Fat man, Tuoba Feng, Xu Bin shook his head one after another. This kind of fight is too hasty. If everyone has no worry about life and no threat from Xianmen in the future, then through today's fight, there will also be some grievances, and even many hatreds may arise. Thinking of this, the three of them had an idea at the same time, "Mingzong wants a dominant one!" But the three immediately doubted that Mingzong was so confident that he could fight against the slaughter of Xianmen?

The fight had already begun. The fat man looked around in the crowd, but it really made him find an acquaintance.

Home rain. A few months ago, the fat man just came to the northern mainland to meet a young man who was a genius and unconfident teenager who entered the wonderland at the age of 14. By the way, isn't he a disciple of the Qi Sect? Is it true that the Lian Qi Sect has also been destroyed? The fat man looked at Jiayu carefully and found that Jiayu's cultivation had reached the end of the wonderland and was about to enter the wonderful world. In just a few months, his cultivation had improved so fast that he was indeed a genius.

He was fighting against a young man in his twenties. This prince is obviously a Sanxiu, but he pays great attention to his makeup, like a disciple of a famous sect. Unfortunately, this young man obviously underestimated Jiayu's strength. He was only a mid-range cultivation in the wonderland. At this time, he was attacked by Jiayu repeatedly. The fat man guessed that at most three moves, and he invited him to lose.

Two moves, Jia Yu actually used only two moves to defeat the prince. This really surprised the fat man. He had already looked up to his family rain, but he obviously underestimated him.

The skill of practicing Qi Sect is quite interesting. Douqi shows a white practice in their hands, and this white qi swings freely and is extremely flexible. If you don't feel that it is condensed by a group of fighting qi, I'm afraid you will think it is a white cloth.

In just a few minutes, most people finished the first round. Obviously, all the monks were extremely shrewd. Before attacking, they looked for their opponents and found that the powerful fighting had been avoided first, and they chose some monks who had poor strength and had just entered the early cultivation of the wonderland. In the first round, the monks in the early stage of Wonderland were almost reduced. However, there are also a few weird guys. With the cultivation in the early stage of Wonderland, he actually defeated the master of Wonderland. The fat man was most surprised by one of the little girls. It can be seen that the little girl's cultivation in the early stage of Wonderland is not very stable. Obviously, she has just entered this realm. Her opponent is a monk with a perfect cultivation in Wonderland, but the little girl actually defeated her opponent with only three moves.

The first move, transformation, one person becomes three.

The second move, Phantom. The three figures attacked the wonderful master at the same time. The monk was shocked by the three identical girls who appeared at the same time and quickly swept, and the strong fighting spirit came out of his hand. But it was strange that the three girls were not restricted by each other's fighting spirit at all, and attacked each other over the fighting spirit.

The third move, combo. After the girl broke through the opponent's attack, a series of moves came out.

The fat man watched the girl's attack and was completely stunned. This girl didn't travel through time, did she? You traveled from the world of the King of Fighters, right? Why is it so like 'Kagura Qianhe'? The moves used are exactly the same?

After three moves, the wonderful monk suddenly spit out blood and flew out. After falling to the ground, he could not stand up and completely fell into a coma.