Chapter 17 The First Competition

Surrounded by mountains, surrounded by clouds and fog, Kunlun Peak Yuxu Palace Square, autumn is cool and full of people.

In the noisy square, more than 300 people stood sparsely in front of more than 20 open spaces surrounded by small flags of various colors.

Around the small flag, there was an open space and a few chairs were worshipped in the open space.

The drunken Taoist led the ten directions to the field surrounded by purple flags.

From afar, I saw the old man surnamed Lei sitting in the chair. When the old man surnamed Lei saw the drunken Taoist leading his disciples, he got up and laughed and said, "Drunkard, today I will be the supervisor of your disciples. You have to fight for our Kunlun School."

There are two factions around, one faction is the Kunlun faction and the other is the disciples of Yunhaimen.

Looking at the crowd from Shifang, Yunxia came out from the disciples of the Kunlun School and said, "Don't look for it. The head ordered Taoer to watch the game of Brother Mu."

There was a sound in all directions, and I was a little disappointed.

When the disciples of Yunhaimen saw Shifang, he whispered and said, "These Shifang are said to be popular players in this competition. I heard that his profound cultivation has reached the Jiedan period."

"What's wrong with the Jiedan period? Looking at his stupid appearance, he can't win if he has a deep cultivation."

As soon as the drunken Taoist and the elder surnamed Lei sat down, they saw Liu Haiqi slowly coming with a teenager dressed as a scholar.

The three met and greeted each other several times. The teenager led by Liu Haiqi saluted and said, "The junior Shan Dong has met the two uncles. Hello, Brother Shifang."

Shifang also hurriedly saw the bangs.

Seeing that the young man's eyebrows were clear and beautiful, he looked upright and had a good impression. He replied, "Hir, Brother Shan."

According to the introduction of Yun Xiake, the old man surnamed Lei turned out to be the elder of the Kunlun School and the eldest brother of the sixth generation of the Kunlun School.

This Elder Lei is heroic, kind-to-kind, and deeply loved by his younger disciples. At this time, he talked about some interesting things about the cultivation world with drunken Taoist and bangs.

Liu Haiqi suddenly said, "Brother Lei, have you seen some suspicious people in the past two days?"

Elder Lei shook his head and said, "The murderer ran away after killing. At this moment, he hasn't found who did it."

Liu Haiqi snorted coldly, "Who else is there? Who can be so cruel except for the demons of the Xiaoyao School?!"

The drunken Taoist squinted at the lively scene around him. Elder Lei looked up at the sun: "Well, it's almost time, and the game is about to start. Have you two made it clear to your disciples? I'd better say it again."

"Shifang, Shandong, listen carefully. After the leader announces the game, you two will enter the flag and start to fight. This flag is called the lock array. The main function is to prevent the leakage of spiritual power. It is usually best used for practice. At this time, it is used as a competition venue, which can limit the impact on the outside world when you apply Taoism to a certain extent. Although your spiritual power can't be played out, the spiritual power outside the flag can be injected into it, so you two should pay attention to the point when fighting. In case you can't hold the weight, I can also rescue you from the outside in time.

Shifang has been nervous for a long time. At this time, how dare you pay attention to it? After listening carefully, remember it carefully.

Shan Dong seemed to have known it a long time ago. After listening to Elder Lei's speech, he said, "Thank you for your advice."

"Hey, don't be so nervous. It should be no problem to win with your cultivation." Yun Xiake whispered in Shifang's ear, "The cultivation of that single building seems to be similar to mine. What are you afraid of?"

Shifang nodded, but he still couldn't relax, and the noisy noise around him made him even more upset.

Sandong saw it and smiled, "Brother, you don't have to be nervous. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. My younger brother's cultivation is low. Please show mercy later."

Shifang smiled and nodded. At this moment, Elder Lei said to himself, "It's time to come."

However, a clear voice sounded and permeated the whole square: "The disciples of the Kunlun School also have the nephews of Tianyin Temple, Yunhaimen and Yihua Palace from afar. It's time. Now the contestants will enter the field to prepare for the game. After a while, the game will start!"

Elder Lei took out two golden rune papers and patted them on Shifang and the single building and said, "Okay, remember to click and enter the lock array."

Shandong hugged his fist and said, "Brother, please."

Shifang was originally very nervous, but when it came to the real game, he suddenly calmed down and smiled, "Brother Shan, please."

The two entered from a vacant place where there was no flag. As soon as they entered, Elder Lei waved his hand, and two small purple flags were inserted in the empty space, surrounding the whole array of flags. At the same time, a formula was played out. A light flashed in the flag array, and it returned to normal.

Crackling, thump, thump, in an open space in the center, there was the sound of loud firecrackers and drums.

Shifang stared at the single building, and at the same time, the expression of the single building also changed its harmony and became cautious.

Shifang swept to Shandong with his divine consciousness. He wanted to see his cultivation, but as soon as the divine consciousness was released, he couldn't help but be shocked. The spiritual power of Shandong's whole body converged in an instant. The originally not-deep spiritual power suddenly condensed together. Although his cultivation was not improved, his spiritual power was more pure, and a faint purple light appeared all over his body.

But I didn't know that Shan Dong was also surprised at the same time. After Yunhaimen's unique learning of purple Confucianism, his spiritual power was transformed into the spirit of purple Confucianism. This magic skill can not only make the spiritual power more pure, but also hide its cultivation.

But as soon as I applied the purple Confucian formula, I felt that the fierce consciousness of the ten directions seemed to have entered my heart, and my cultivation was clearly seen by the other party.

Both of them were ready to go. At this time, the last sound of firecrackers had disappeared, and the drums stopped at the same time.

He said, "I'm offended!" He pulled out a sword and stabbed the body of the sword into ten directions.

Shifang hurriedly took out the fire dragon sword and put a single long sword in one move.

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the long sword power suddenly weakened. His left hand pointed side by side, and a purple sword gas came out from his fingertips and stabbed the chest of Shifang to ask for acupuncture points.

The strength of the single sword was weak, and Shiyi felt that his sword body seemed to be sucked on the single sword body by a suction like water, and he couldn't help but take a step forward with the circle drawn by his long sword.

At this time, the purple sword spirit of Shandong's left hand had been stabbed, and Shifang was surprised and hurriedly burst out with his spiritual power, shaking the long sword, so that he was able to break free from the sword of his circle. He hurriedly rolled away from the sword spirit of the single left hand.

The lazy donkey of Shifang rolled, which made the disciples of Yunhaimen around him laugh. The disciples of the Kunlun School frowned. The Yunxia guest clapped his hands and shouted, "Be careful in the ten directions. The swordsmanship is gentle and strong. Don't fight hard with him!"

When Shifang heard the words, he retreated a few steps, raised his hand and hit the top with five thunderbolts. The single face changed slightly, but he did not panic in his right hand holding the sword, and his left hand stood in front of his chest to take a square step.

Tianlei originally rushed to the single building, but as soon as he reached the top of his head, the purple Confucian spirit from the single building seemed to form a spiral nest in an instant, which cut out the thunder and lightning. But there was still a small number of hits on him, shaking the single one all over.

Single left-handed pinching formula, right-handed long sword pointed, Shiyi felt a cold airflow around him, and sucked him into the spiral nest behind him. He hurriedly injected a spiritual power into the streamer boots on his feet, and a force came under his feet, and he broke free from the cold suction. Looking back, he saw that there was a spiral ice wall behind him in an instant. If he didn't dodge, he would be frozen inside. Although he could break free, he also lost the opportunity.

Shifang raised his hand and hit another thunderbolt. Shandong frowned and had to start again to avoid the thunderbolt, but Shifang took the opportunity to use the Kunlun Big Nine Type 3 combination. The surrounding spiritual power was instantly stimulated by his big sword moves. Just as Shan Dong just disintegrated the thunder, Shifang's left hand pinched a spiritual power into the fire dragon sword. The sword body flashed, and five hot sword bodies were instantly separated, followed by a sword secret from ten directions.

The drunken Taoist smiled and nodded: "Good boy, you can use the magic sword with the Kunlun Big Nine."

Shandong only felt that the spiritual power around him was crazy and excited, and his purple Confucian formula could not be controlled. At the same time, the red light in front of him was dazzling. Six fire dragon swords stabbed together, and he hurriedly used the seventh trick of Jiangshan swordsmanship that he could use.

This move around the mountains is also a soft and strong sword move. I wanted to unravel the unparalleled sword, but after all, the cultivation is not enough. The two swords intersect, and they are instantly washed away by the magnificent spiritual power of the ten.

The ten-square sword suddenly closed. The long sword pointed to the neck of the single building, but the transformed sword body could not be controlled and stabbed the body of the single building. Shifang was shocked and hurriedly kicked Shandong, trying to help him avoid the magic sword.

At this moment, a thick stone wall was instantly born between the ten directions and the single building. The magic sword hit it, and the gravel that hit the stone wall with a bang, and the magic sword disappeared.

The thunder elder outside the field laughed and said, "Yes, the ten-square boy is a little capable, and even hit the stone wall summoned by me with a roar. Well, this game has been decided, and ten parties will win!"