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Chapter 3 Winning and losing

On the barren platform at noon, the sky is blue and open, and a round of bright sun hangs high in the center of the sky. Because it is the beginning of spring, the weather is not as hot as the heat.

In fact, the climate on Cangming Mountain is like spring all year round, so that the sunlight here has become mild and comfortable. When the light fell straight down, the rays of light looked at were like thousands of strands, making the surrounding area of Tianwuhuangtai dazzling and beautiful.

Although Cang Mingzong had such a beautiful scenery at noon, it did not relax Lin Yi at all.

Because Lu Xiaoyu has easily passed two games at this time. He seems to be easy, and such strong strength and calmness can't help but make Lin Yi and Zili a little uneasy.

Of course, while Lu Xiaoyu spent a big time, the two invincible people were also ruthlessly eliminated. The mountain gate on the edge of Tianwu Desert is the end of the eliminated person's practice in Cangming.

The eliminated disciples who choose to stay can also give the idle jobs of the disciples. Whether it is a boy who is an alchemist or a domesticated sect monster, his identity is far more than that of the secular people, but can such a superior person really be satisfactory?

The answer is two-sided. Some people will be willing to take this opportunity to stay at the outer door and wait for a chance to jump again. Since ancient times, the disciples who failed have also gradually rise after several years of hard work. There is a great elder in the current Cangming Sect. He is a living example, and he is also the last dream and opportunity of countless eliminated disciples.

Many people are willing to make a last try, but more people choose to leave. If Lin Yi is eliminated, he will also choose to leave. Such a dream of practice is not the dream he yearns for.

Anyone who raises his legs and steps out of the mountain gate can be regarded as completely insulated from the dream of Cang Mingzong's practice. Therefore, the steps between the mountain gate are really difficult to walk, as if there is a gap between heaven and earth, and many disciples under this mountain gate seem to see the expectations and hopes of their parents in the first time, and they are inevitably a little hesitant.

Lin Yi has no parents and no relatives, only Zili, who grew up with him in the same year. Zili's mother is his mother, but they have no father.

After watching Lu Xiaoyu defeat the two disciples lightly, Lin Yi was cautious even with the sword given by Feng Yuanzhi in his hand. It was not that he was afraid that the other party's cultivation would surpass himself, but that he was worried about why Lu Xiaoyu's last game would not continue.

There is a rule that anyone who passes the first two games can choose their opponents in the last game. Lin Yi faintly found that Lu Xiaoyu in that game turned his eyes to himself. In Lin Yi's eyes, as long as the other party has another time, he can cross the sect and become a core disciple, but he still has three games.

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"In the 76th game of Cang Mingzong, Lin Yi, a disciple of Tianqingfeng, fought against Guo Cheng, a disciple of Yin Yuefeng. Those who were named quickly entered Tianwuhuangtai for a big comparison."

A loud and strong old voice echoed the mountains and clouds, making the atmosphere in full swing a little more grim. At the same time, the old voice also slowly reported the battle between Zi Li and another Ming disciple.

The two looked back at their respective masters, and Lin Yi found that Feng Yuanzhi's eyes were full of expectations, and so did Chang Gu Sheng.

"Go quickly. My old man and I are waiting here to celebrate for you. As long as there is no accident, it is not difficult for you two to go through three games."

Feng Yuanzhi whispered, Lin Yi and Zili nodded, bowed their hands to their respective masters, and the two walked to different venues.

The two immature backs gradually went away and were darkened by the sun. Lin Yi did not know that at the moment he left, Feng Yuanzhi made a bet with Chang Gusheng. The bet was on who could defeat the first opponent in a shorter time between him and Zi Li.

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Guo Cheng, his name is not too loud in Cangming Sect, but he is a young disciple who is closer to the forefront in Yinyuefeng. However, if you want to compare him with Lu Xiaoyu or Lin Yi, it will undoubtedly look much darker.

Looking at the young man coming from outside the field, Lin Yi glanced away, and his handsome face was calm.

Guo Cheng's body looks a little slender, which is obviously a little higher than himself. In addition, his standard Chinese face makes him look more upright.

When both of them walked into the martial arts arena, Lin Yi arched his hand slightly to him. There was no need to keep his hand in the big competition, but the rules before the battle could not be abolished. After making a slight signal to each other, Lin Yi held his sword in his right hand and quickly rushed over.

The so-called pioneer has the upper hand. In the case of unknown strength, momentum is also one of the important factors that determine victory.

Guo Cheng saw that Lin Yi rushed over, and his two slanting eyebrows frowned slightly and did not dare to be careless. He waved his sleeves with one hand and quickly took out a halberd from the storage bag. The length of this halberd is about three feet, and the halberd is all silver and cold. There are ancient patterns carved on it, with a winding red line on the halberd's head, and a dusty murderous atmosphere quietly spread in the field.

Lin Yi held a sword in his right hand and flew fast. He waved a few sword flowers and rushed to his opponent with an extremely sharp sword spirit. Then the curvature was even more like flowing water, as if the sword was tailor-made for him, together with his cultivation that had reached the bone refining period in just three years.

At the time of the battle, the atmosphere was compact, and the dull metal sound began to echo on the Tianwu barren stage. To Lin Yi's surprise, Guo Cheng's use of the halberd is no less than him, and even in the degree of the running-in of the two weapons, the other party is faintly higher than himself.

The sword in Lin Yi's hand has just been awarded. Even if he originally used a sword, it is difficult for different swords to be profiring at the first time. Therefore, it is difficult for the two to distinguish the winner in a short time in the weapon competition.

If there is no absolute cultivation gap, caution is the ultimate factor to win.

As time goes by, swords and flowers are still flying in the field, and the shadows are like the wind. When Lin Yi and Guo Cheng were fighting, Feng Yuanzhi was anxious to see in the distance. Together with his old wrinkles that began to move, he began to urge his excellent disciple to defeat his opponent quickly.

He would never allow himself to lose to the old man Chang Gusheng, but the truth was very pale. Just as he turned his head and looked at Zi Li in the other field, he found that the battle there was close to the end.

Zi's victory or defeat is to be revealed, which is like a disaster for Feng Yuanzhi, but Chang Gusheng smiled very happily. This matter involves the bet they made in advance. According to the situation at this time, Chang Gusheng wanted to win in advance.

"Old man, it seems that your disciple is not good at it. Look at my disciple, who has an absolute advantage against the enemy with bare hands. In my opinion, Zi Li will win in less than ten breaths."

I don't know whether he fell into the well or deliberately wanted to be angry with Feng Yuanzhi. Chang Gusheng continued:

"Not only are you not as good as me, but even the believers are far behind you. I don't think you have any capital to be arrogant except that your cultivation is slightly higher than that of me!"

"Old man, don't be proud! Don't you see that my disciple still has reservations? As long as he uses seven layers of power, Guo Cheng will be defeated within three breaths!"

Although Feng Yuanzhi said so, he didn't understand why Lin Yi refused to expose his strength for a long time. If he continues to be as anxious as he is now, I really don't know when this match will be finished.

"Apprentice, don't pester. When it's time to show your strength, you have to make a decision and win with one blow."

Feng Yuanzhi shouted at the field, and Chang Gusheng beside him was immediately stunned, his eyes were dull, and then he was shocked. He immediately scolded angrily:

"You old man, I really didn't expect you to be so rogue when you are so old. Well, can you call me? Can't I!"

After Gu Sheng finished speaking, he immediately seemed to have turned into a roaring lion, and also shouted at Zili's venue:

"Zi Li, the old man's words are not unreasonable. Let go of your hand and win the test quickly."

Zoli in the distance is a simple and honest person. After hearing Chang Gusheng's words, he did not look back:

"I know, master!"

In a brief response, Zili's eyes were sharp, like a flame burning. He lifted his huge fist and swung it at his opponent, which was extremely fensive.

Zili's opponent's strength is sparse and ordinary. He has faintly entered the world of practitioners within three years, but he is still in the quenching period. Practitioners are extraordinary people. They have to absorb the power of heaven and earth to open up the vertebrae, so the level of strength is strictly divided.

Once the practitioner opens up the first section of the spine, it will enter the quenching period. The vertebrae of ordinary people is divided into 24 sections, which can be said to be unreachable.

The practitioner opens up bone joints from the bottom up, and opens up a new bone joint in everything, which means that his strength has been improved by another layer.

Unfortunately, it is so difficult to open up the bone joint that the strong people in the world are very rare. Perhaps only the mysterious man ten thousand years ago opened up the eighth section. Of course, this is just the speculation of the world.

In this world, no one knows what it means to open the eighth section, or whether the mysterious man passed the bow period and led the black tower in the air to leave here because he opened the eighth bone section.

The eighth section is a legend. For Zili and Lin Yi, it is already a long dream of practice, not to mention the 24 sections of the vertebrae. But since they have stepped into the world of practice, even if they crawl on their knees, they will go down on this road.

This big comparison is the starting point of their dream of practice. Zi Li has walked one-third of this point. He firmly believes that the fall of his punch is the victory or defeat of this test.

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