Chapter 72 Competition 1

"The scholar is true, but he is not small." Lu Zheng muttered in a low voice.

Tong Jingyao listened and smiled, "Your two brothers are really attentive. They are still working hard here in the middle of the night."

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "Isn't the girl sleeping?"

Tong Jingyao was speechlessly. At this time, Cui Hao said, "Brother, you have practiced these spells well. Let's go back early and take a break.

Lu Zheng looked up at the stars and smiled, "It's okay. Go back to meditation and go to bed. After saying that, she turned around and smiled at Tong Jingyao and said, "Won't you go back to your room to rest?"

Tong Jingyao moved her mind and said with a smile, "Of course I'm going back. However, you will definitely win the group tomorrow. Otherwise, I will lose." After saying that, I walked back first.

Lu Zheng looked at Tong Jingyao's* and didn't know what to say. Cui Hao patted Lu Zheng with his hand and smiled, "What are you thinking about? Why don't you go back quickly?

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "This child girl is always covered with a veil and doesn't know what she looks like. Ha ha, I don't want to. Let's go."

The next day, Shushan Sword School.

A huge drum is placed in a conspicuous place, which is a signal of the start and end of the game.

The sky was gloomy, and it rained lightly. The raindrops were very dense, and the world seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog.

There are thousands of practitioners sitting around the dojo, each sitting in separate seats according to the sect. Everyone whispered and laughed throughout the dojo.

After a while, several people came out of the main hall. It is Zhou Hexuan, the head of the Shushan Sword School, and the leaders of the Wuyue Taoist School.

Zhou Hexuan looked around in the middle of the dojo. First, he looked around with his fist and laughed loudly, "Masters, Taoist friends, I, Zhou Hexuan, as the master of Shushan, thank you for coming to my Shushan to participate in the competition conference."

In the great Taoist temple, there is still the sound of wind and rain in the sky, but Zhou Hexuan's voice clearly reached everyone's ears, just like standing beside himself and talking.

This move attracted applause from Taoist friends around. He said loudly bluntly, "Zhou Zhangmen, you are too polite. We can't bear to talk here!"

"Yes. Zhou Zhangmen, you are too kind."

"There's nothing we can do. Who let Shushan have this fairy cave? Hurry up and search my broken mountain to see if there is such a good thing.

Listening to everyone's response, Zhou Hexuan smiled and nodded and said, "In this way, I am relieved. If there is any mis hospitality, please forgive me."

Cui Hao was in the Shushan Sword Sect and looked at it with great eyes, but Zhou Hexuan was not beside Zhou Yihan. I couldn't help but feel very frustrated. Why did Master not let Yihan participate in such a major occasion?

After a few words of greeting with everyone, Zhou Hexuan took a step back. Dan Chenzi, the head of Mount Tai, came forward and laughed a few times first.

Everyone felt that the laughter changed from small to big, and finally reached everyone's ears, shaking everyone's hearts like thunder. With that simple behavior, they had to understand their ears with their hands to prevent their hearts from being damaged.

After the laughter stopped, Dan Chenzi said, "Taoist friends, today is the opening day of the 6th Competition. Earlier, I sent someone to explain to you that there will be no longer many prohibitions in this conference. You can let go of your fists and do what you have learned in your life. However," after a short pause, Dan Chenshan continued: "This punch and foot is eyeless, and it is inevitable that something will be lost. Is there any Taoist friend who wants to quit at this time? After saying that, his eyes overflowed and looked around.

Everyone held their breath and remained silent. Dan Chenzi's eyes swept over everyone's face. Seeing that everyone was silent, he smiled with satisfaction and said, "It seems that you are all prepared and will definitely get something at this conference."

Someone laughed and said, "I heard that the Wuyue Taoist faction will not participate in this conference. I will try my best. Haha, it's good to win a good place if I can't win the championship." Several people immediately echoed.

Tong Jingyao whispered to Jing'an's novel, "Uncle, look at these people who slap horses, it's really disgusting."

Jingchen smiled and said, "He is thick-skinned, cross-skinned, strong-skinned, and fat. Sister, do you know why you are so thin, just because you are too thin-skinned?

Tong Jingyao glanced at Jingchen and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He looked around, as if he was looking for something. Suddenly, Fang's heart moved, and Lu Zheng, a scholar, sat there not far away.

Tong Jingyao had the intention to say hello to him, but her two sharp eyes made her feel so uncomfortable. Tong Jingyao found that the beautiful woman beside Lu Zheng was looking at herself. There are three points of hostility in the eyes.

This feeling, others can't adjourn. Only a thoughtful woman can taste the taste. Tong Jingyao took her eyes back and secretly wondered that the beautiful woman was heard to be Uncle Lu Zheng, but there was an extraordinary meaning in her eyes just now.

While Tong Jingyao was suspicious, Dan Chenzi shouted loudly: "The competition conference has officially begun!"

Only the drum sound was heard three times in a row, and the two people in the first group had already walked to the center of the sound. The referee of this technical conference is the elder Wang of the Shushan Sword School. He said a few words to the two of them, and then retreated.

These two are both disciples of the unknown small sect. When they saw such a large formation for the first time, they couldn't help but feel nervous.

One person said, "Brother Dao, I'm new here, and I still need to ask him for more advice."

Another person also hurriedly said, "It's my first time to come, but my brother has to help me more."

"Each other, each other."

"How long has the brother been practicing Taoism?"

"Oh, I can't mention it. I have been practicing Taoism for 110 years. There is no progress in Taoism, it's just that I'm old."

"Who said no. The disciple of this school who participated in the competition suddenly got the lead and couldn't come. I have to top the tank temporarily. Otherwise, who would like to come to this scene..."

The more they talked, the more speculative they became, and they actually had the intention of sitting down and talking for a long time.

Sitting under the thirtieth-generation heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, Zhuge Ming, I saw that the two of them did not do anything for a long time, but they couldn't help but be furious.

"Mom, if you don't fight, get down quickly!" Zhuge Ming pulled down a pair of shoes on the foot of a person next to him and threw it on the court.

These two shoes are extremely fierce, with the roaring wind, and they are hitting the door of the two people impartially.

Hearing the sound of "bang", both of them were hit with a purple shoe print on their faces, and they woke up.

This time, those good people also followed suit one after another, and the stinky shoes flew all over the sky, making the two people on the court unable to avoid it and fled in confusion.

Elder Wang flew to the middle of the dojo and announced, "These two abstained together and were eliminated from this group!"

The two returned to their respective teams dejectedly and were severely beaten by their elders and peers. The ghost cried and howled endlessly.

At this time, the drum sounded again. Two more people came forward.

Lu Zheng recognized one of them. This man is a disciple of the Qingcheng faction. Yesterday, when the Qingcheng faction wanted to change houses with this faction, this strong man once bombarded Shushan guests out.

The other man was a Sanxiu, with a white face and no need. He hugged his fist and said, "I'm Gao Bin, please ask my Taoist friend's name."

"I'm Zhu Wannian, take less words. Let's see the real chapter under your hand." After saying that, Zhu Wannian sacrificed a magic weapon, but it was a handful of Buddha dust.

Gao Bin saw it and hurriedly put the magic weapon in his hand. He secretly transported Zhenyuan, shouted loudly, and rushed forward and stabbed Zhu Wannian.

Zhu Wannian did not move at all. Seeing that Gao Bin's magic weapon was close to the ruler, he suddenly shook the dust in his hand, and the end of the dust was like thousands of steel wires, firmly entangling Gao Bin's magic weapon.

Gao Bin was lucky to break away, but the dust was in Zhu Wannian's hands and could not be shaken at all.

Zhu Wannian smiled and said, "It's my turn." After saying that, the strong real power of the "White Crane Exploration Water Frame Colorful Cloud" was a blow to Gao Bin's chest.

Gao Bin stepped back a few steps, looked depressing, and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. Fallen to the ground.

Zhu Wannian spread his arms and looked around, as if he were a hero who had returned from victory, looking forward to everyone's cheers and shouting.

Gongsun Yang, the head of Qingcheng, laughed and applauded with his disciples. Seeing that Zhou and other sects were indifferent, they couldn't help staring at Gongsun Yang's ** power, and some sects had to applaud.