104 Challenge System Prediction of the Top Four

In a dense forest at the foot of Haoran College, a man dressed in the costumes of Haoran Academy but without Confucianism walked around sneakily. He seemed to be a handyman's servant, but he also had five or six levels of cultivation. At this moment, he looked carefully.

After seeing that no one was around, he listened to it and took out a picture from the storage bag. After opening it, it was Xue Chen's face. After looking at it carefully for a long time, he nodded, and then took out a piece of jade paper, which was only half the size of a palm, silver and jade. Then he shot the sharp light with his fingers and continued to outline it on the jade paper. The inscriptions were printed in a mess. The chapter slowly disappeared.

After writing, he took out a very low-intelligent pigeon from another spirit beast bag. After training, the pigeons can go back and forth between two destinations and are often used to send messages. Then I saw the human jade paper rolled up, put it in the roll on the pigeon's claws, covered the roll tightly, patted the pigeon's head three times, and then saw the pigeon flying up, and then flew to the east of Guyuan Prefecture, where there would be an endless ocean.

Obviously, he sent Xue Chen's message to a certain place. He didn't need Yu Jian to send a letter because the escape light was easy to attract attention, and the pigeons were easy to be ignored.

In the square next to the 7,000 steps, the fight is going on fiercely.

"Brother Zhou, good job, let's make another move to bombard the other party!"

"Brother Shi, don't hit the other party hard. Use your tortoise and stone puppet to resist first. Wait a moment to entangle it with the Xuanniao Jiugong array, and then use the apes to bombard the other party!"

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"Brother Huang, you are our young top swordsman in the vertical swordsman. Don't flinch and limit your opponent with the thirty-six swords of the vertical sky!"

In the top twenty-four battle, the monks of the Ten Immortals under the stage were cheering for their brothers. They were so lively that they almost scolded each other. Even the Wenjing Nvmen of the Embroidery Palace was infected and chatty. This is not good as fighting, and it is easy to hurt their feelings. The more calm ones are the monks of Tiansan Pavilion and Haoran College, who are good at calculating design and adhering to the gentleman's style. They are not impulsive people.

As for the disciples of the god puppet, not everyone will concentrate to the extent that they are as conscious as the ancient puppets, and most of them are also shouting.

Bum!

Relying on the sharp sharp teeth of the sword wheel, a disciple of the ancient artifact sect traumatized the whip made by the vines of a disciple of Xianzhi Valley, and then drove the other party off the stage with the magic power of wind and fire hammer and won the victory.

Soon, a woman in the embroidery palace turned over the flowers with ten fingers, and 18 flying needles were covered into a net. Finally, she found a loophole in the light array around a disciple of the ancient array, stabbed her and won the victory.

Bang bang bang!

The competition of the top 24 finally ended, and the top 12 were born, plus an embroidered female palace disciple, a total of 13 people.

At this time, a fairy turned his attention and looked at the thirteen people carefully to explore their background and combat strength.

"Sister, you are really lucky in the embroidery girl's palace this time. There are actually two disciples who have entered the top thirteen. Poor me, I don't have any ancient array door. Everyone is more than others. I'm so angry, alas!" The ancient fairy looked aggrieved.

Gu Zhi also sighed: "My Lingzhi Valley is the same. I was shaved, and no one advanced!"

"The two brothers have thought too much. It's luck for us to have one more promotion, and your formation and planting methods need to be accumulated. The future achievements of the brothers and nephews are no worse than the other eight!" Gu Xiu smiled and knew that the two brothers were joking. In fact, he saw that there was little hope of his disciples' victory early in the morning.

The ancient immortals smiled and waved their sleeves at the same time, closing the twelve platforms in the center into a larger platform, which was protected by a light shield to prevent the fierce battle from affecting the whole audience.

Immediately, the referee announced: "Next is the challenge system. After a victory, you can choose to rest first or continue to defend the ring. Finally, according to the ranking according to the winning and defeat record, if one person defends the ring, only one of the twelve people will challenge and lose, and the remaining eleven will also give up. The keeper will win 12 games. If you are against If you have information about your own strength, you can challenge the people who rank in your ranking. If you win, you will take the place. If you lose, you are not allowed to challenge the same person. You can also refuse to fight, but you lose!"

After saying that, he paused for a while and then shouted loudly: "I announce that the challenge begins!"

Woth!

A sword light flashed across the sky and appeared on the central stage. He was a young swordsman with a proud temperament. He held a three-foot blade, and the sword was clear. The sharpness rushed to the sky and washed the clouds. The true steps almost condensed the heart of the sword, but this step is difficult to defeat thousands of swordsmen, and there is no one who can become a sword fairy.

This young man stood upright and said to the other twelve people: "Our company is the first to guard the ring. Everyone, please challenge!"

Most of the remaining twelve people looked solemn, because they were not sure to defeat Sikong Aotian.

After a moment of silence, a Confucian stepped up. He had a Danqing pen in his hand, an ordinary square, but it contained the artistic conception of all generations. Then the Danqing pen on his right hand rotated in front of his right chest, put his left hand with his back, and bowed slightly to Sikong Aotian, but his tone was calm: "In the Xiatian Ziyuan Lin Haitao, please ask Sikong for advice. !"

"Then be careful!"

Sikong Aotian didn't have too much nonsense. After the sword pointed to salute, he made a move directly. As soon as his wrist shook, the sword soldier shot a series of sword awns and cut horizontally towards Lin Haitao. Not bad! It's just a cross-cutting, a simple move. There are no tricks, but it interprets the horizontal cutting incisively and vividly, and the sword is endless.

But Lin Haitao was not afraid. His right hand danced wildly, and the pen walked the dragon and snake. The lines were derived one by one and converged into a word: "Bihai listens to Tao, the rolling rivers and rivers flow wildly to the east, and the water and sky cross the front line, sealing the sky and the earth!"

I saw dozens of words dancing wildly, as if countless Confucian practitioners were shouting, evolving righteousness and resisting the sword light. The string of cross-cutting sword light was swallowed up by the big mouth of the sky, and the line of water and sky was still shrinking this way to seal Sikong Aotian.

At this time, Xue Chen's eyes were bright on the high platform. Looking at it carefully, Confucianism and sword heart were rapidly evolving and absorbing the exquisite will.

But Sikong Aotian was not afraid. When the front line of the sky was sealed, he looked up and laughed, "What a move to seal the sky and the earth, but I can't trap my sword, my heart, even the sky through the sky and the sky!"

A shocking sword light rose to the sky, and a line of sky was torn vertically, which could not be resisted at all. The residual power of the sword light condensed the sword spirit again and cut at Lin Haitao, as if to cut the sky and the earth.

Wo!!

Lin Haitao wanted to reconstruct the article with Danqing pen, but it was too late. Because the words were not coherent, it was easily cut open. However, when he approached Lin Haitao, he shifted to one side and actually cut off a faint white mark on the hard stage condensed by the ancient immortals, which was really horrible.

"I lost!" Lin Haitao was not a cheater. He bowed his head and refused to lose and then step down.

After the victory, Sikong Aotian's sharpness was more sharp, and he glanced at the other eleven people: "Who else wants to challenge me?"

On the high platform, Haoran Confucian fairy smiled at the vertical sword fairy and said, "Second brother, I didn't expect that your disciple was really powerful. It seems that there is a successor!"

The vertical sword fairy just nodded faintly: "It's not bad, but the arrogance is not completely restrained, and it still needs to be polished. It's as good as water. When the arrogance is warm jade, it's time to shape the supreme sword!"

"Yes! Why don't you guess that this class, that disciple can win the laurel!" At this time, the Gudan fairy suddenly said.

For this proposal, the immortals immediately became interested. The runes in the ancient immortals flashed, peeped at the thirteen people, and then said, "In addition to Sikong Aotian, there are also Hua Xiaobai in the Ice and Fire Hall, Cheng Jin of Haoran Academy and Luo Yufeng in the Embroidery Palace. The will and strength of the four people are equally strong. It's hard to judge!"

"Seventh brother, your eyes are really good, but my candle dragon eyes are not vegetarian. In my opinion, Hua Xiaobai has great hope of winning the championship, surrounded by water and fire. Don't you see the face of the third brother who is bound to win? I guess it's a stronger meaning of water and fire in advance, hey hey!" The golden red eyes of the ancient artifact flashed with dragon-patterned light, and then curled his lips to Bingyan.

This made Bing Yanyang angry: "Am I that kind of person? Bao Xiaobai realized the combination of water and fire by himself. I just opened the ice and fire hall and let him observe the water, fire, yin and yang patterns on the wall!"

Hearing this, the others rolled their eyes slightly, and Gu Dan exclaimed, "Isn't this cheating? The pattern of your brand can contain the reason of water, fire, yin and yang. No matter how bad your understanding is, you can understand some of the mysteries of yin and yang. What's more, Bao Xiaobai is a rare genius for thousands of years!"

But the Bingyan fairy squinted and shook his head, and ignored the jealousy of others. He was so proud! If you have the ability, you can also brand the elixir array and other arcane symbols so that the disciples can understand?

Obviously, this is impossible. Qidao, Dandao, etc. are mainly on the path of will, which contains less vitality and is very difficult to brand it. This is where the inheritance of vitality is easier than the inheritance of the will, so 90% of the monks in the world are majoring in the vitality of common attributes.

As everyone guessed, Sikong Aotian is one of the top four predicted, and has won three or four games in a row, and they are all ancient artifacts and Gudanmen. Their strength is almost the same as Lin Haitao's strength, and he still can't pass the three swords, which makes the ancient weapons and ancient Dan immortals lose face.

But then he met a strong enemy. It was Bao Xiaobai from the Ice and Fire Hall. After saluteing, he started the war.

"The sound of water and dragons, the sound of the wind, the combination of dragons and phoenixes of yin and yang, and the waves of water and fire!" As soon as Bao Xiaobai came up, he made a strong move, the ultimate card of water, fire, yin and yang.

In one move, no matter how Sikong Aotian attacked, he could not cut the endless waves of water and fire. Finally, he was swept off the stage by the eighth layer of waves and was defeated.

This made the vertical and horizontal sword fairy not very satisfied. He snorted coldly, "In the art of stacking waves, the water system arcane accounts for the majority. As long as the vertical and horizontal two swords are cut, the energy will consume energy. In the end, maybe it can win. Elm's head, doesn't know how to change!"

This sentence was not limited to the surroundings, but spread the whole square. Sikong Aotian's face was complicated at first, but after a while, he suddenly appeared, and his body was more sharp, but his arrogance convered and he actually felt something.

"Second brother, your hands are so beautiful. After being exhausted, your heart is the most likely to be stimulated. However, this arrogant boy is not bad. He can withstand the different vision brought by being scolded in public. It seems that he has the hope to become a sword fairy. Is it really like the master said, I How many more immortals will there be in Guyuan Prefecture? The Gudan fairy first smiled mischievously, and then frowned and meditated.