Junior Disciple C

"Lu Chengye wins."

The referee made the final call.

Sparse applause erupted from the audience. This was the last match of this promotion match. Lu Chengye, who was at the seventh level of Qi Refining, was going against Zhang Ji, who was also at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

The two fought for nearly a hundred rounds. In the end, Zhang Ji was given a chance of victory by Lu Chengye because of a small mistake, and the battle ended with one blow.

Lu Chengye is the final champion of this competition, the winner of the earth-level magic weapon.This result was a bit unexpected. After all, everyone thought that Fang Yang would be the champion, but they didn't even think that he didn't even make it to the final.

Even, he didn't even come to participate in the afternoon game.

No matter what his reasons are, if he didn't come, he didn't come. The referees, the masters and the elders sitting on the viewing platform would not want to know why he didn't come.

An insignificant junior disciple, he doesn't cherish the opportunity to compete, others will.

Therefore, when it was Fang Yang's turn to compete, the referee waited for half a stick of incense according to regulations, and directly announced Fang Yang's defeat.

Lu Chengye turned his wrist, lifted the hilt of his sword upside down, and clasped his fists at his classmates who were applauding for him in the audience with unconcealed pride.

Sect Leader Ji on the viewing platform also stood up and straightened his Taoist robe. This time he saw the competition was a bit boring. This group of junior disciples, including the champion in front of him, all performed quite well.

Not bad, but far from good.

He took a look at Cao Zirui beside him, he specially called Cao Zirui from the Foundation Establishment stage for today's competition in the Qi Refining Stage, originally because he wanted to open his apprentice's horizons.

In the way of swordsmanship, cultivation does not mean everything. The mastery of swordsmanship depends entirely on one's understanding. Some ordinary people without spiritual roots can also rely on their superb swordsmanship to become a hero who fights for justice.

Swordsmanship is a very creative thing. Although the outer sect only teaches the basics of chopping, slashing, picking and stabbing, and there is no complete set of sword moves, how to use these basic movements coherently is up to everyone. personal opinion.

Some people's movements are cumbersome and full of flaws, but there are also people who are extremely talented in swordsmanship, and the same basic movements are performed more smoothly and more impenetrably than others.

Cultivating with one's head depressed is nothing but building a car behind closed doors, and it is difficult to achieve great achievements.It is still necessary to learn more from others and gather the strengths of hundreds of schools in order to truly become a master of swordsmanship.

Therefore, although Cao Zirui is already in the foundation building stage, he can learn a lot from watching the competition in the Qi refining stage.

It's a pity that after looking at it all day, the result is disappointing, and no one has used an eye-catching sword move.Watching so many games is just a waste of time.

Cao Zirui still had his usual expressionless face. He was obviously of the same age as the teenagers who were watching the competition. Those teenagers would shout "Okay" excitedly for the thrilling moves in the ring from time to time.

But Cao Zirui was just like a young and mature iceberg, carrying his facial paralysis to the end.From morning to afternoon, dozens of competitions, wonderful or boring, he always has the same expression - expressionless.

Master Ji finished watching his precious apprentice, and then turned his head to look at Elder Zhou. The two of them knew each other, and the result was out. The two of them officially announced that the competition of this qi refining period was officially over.

Are you coming or am I coming?Master Ji asked with his eyes.

You do it.Elder Zhou stroked his beard and responded with his eyes.

"Ahem." Master Ji cleared his throat and announced, "The champion of this promotion competition is..."

The word "Lv Chengye" had already come to his lips, but just as he was about to say it, there was a commotion under the viewing platform.

Head Ji frowned and looked at the movement in the audience, he was a little displeased, who was so ignorant and made noise when he was talking?

Elder Zhou and Cao Zirui also noticed the changes in the audience, and they looked down the audience together.

I saw two figures, one black and one white, as if dividing the sea, separating the crowd crowded in the arena. Not only the people on the stage were watching, but the crowd below the stage were also watching the two suddenly intrude people.

The man in the black Taoist robe walked in front, holding a sword in his right hand, walking like the wind.Although his appearance is ordinary, he gives people a sense of awe-inspiring sword unsheathed for no reason, so people along the way consciously make way for him.

The man in the white Taoist robe followed closely behind him a step away. Compared to the ordinary man in front of him, the man in the white Taoist robe was a handsome young man, holding a folding fan with a closed handle in his hand, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly curved. With an uncontrollable smile.

Feng Ye went straight to the viewing platform, looked up at the displeased master on the high platform, and suddenly saluted with his sword in his arms: "Master, disciple Feng Ye, wants to challenge the champion of this competition. …”

When he said this, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the person who hadn't come down from the ring not far away: "Lu Chengye."

In just one sentence, it seems that cold water is put into hot oil, and the pan is fried in one go.

Amidst the uproar of the audience, Headmaster Ji's displeasure became more serious again. He suddenly shook his sleeves, and the terrifying coercion belonging to the Nascent Soul cultivator instantly permeated the entire arena.

This group of junior disciples who only practiced Qi-refining were shocked, and they were like eggplants beaten by frost in an instant.

Many people shook their bodies when Sect Leader Ji released the coercion, but Feng Ye stood firmly on the spot, not even changing his expression a bit.

This surprised Sect Master Ji for a moment. A person with a high cultivation level can see through the strength of a person with a low cultivation level at a glance. Naturally, he can see that the current junior disciple who is called Zhen is only at the third level of Qi Refining.

It is close to the bottom of the whole sect.

And judging by the opponent's age, it is estimated that it is not the first year of entry. A junior disciple who has cultivated to the third level of Qi refining after two or three years of entry, clamors to challenge the champion who has gone through many selections and wins?

This is not indescribable. This Feng Ye must have eaten the heart of the white-nosed demon bear in the back mountain, otherwise how could he be so bold?

Head Ji's original plan was to continue announcing the name of the champion regardless of the other party, but Feng Ye did not show the slightest timidity under his pressure. Although this person's cultivation base is low, his courage is higher than those present Most people.

Therefore, Master Ji did not directly refuse, but pondered: "The contest is over, and if you lose, there will be no chance to do it again. No one can be an exception."

Otherwise, if everyone wants to directly challenge for the championship like him, then what's the point of this competition?

Feng Ye maintained his posture of saluting with his sword in his arms, and explained neither humble nor overbearing: "The disciple did not lose, and the disciple did not sign up for this competition at all."

Headmaster Ji was surprised again, there were so many people in the competition, he didn't remember a few at all, he just thought that Feng Ye had lost in the previous competition, he was not convinced so he came to challenge again.

But this guy didn't even report his name?That means that the other party doesn't even have the courage to go to the secret place of the floating island to fight for a chance.Such a person came to challenge now, which is too unbelievable.

Although I can't figure it out, in any case, the sentence is still the same: "The game is over."

Headmaster Ji replied that this is his final decision, he is not going to make an exception, rules are rules, and it is unfair to anyone who has not signed up to challenge the finalized champion.

Feng Ye replied, "The disciple didn't come here for the competition."

He suddenly raised his head, looked at the high-ranking leader and said: "The disciple is here to challenge him, no matter whether he wins or loses, he is still the champion, and the magic weapon of the earth level still belongs to him, I just came to challenge him, in the form of a duel. "

After being finally suppressed by Sect Leader Ji, there was a commotion again, because Feng Ye's words... were too shocking.

The Lingxiao Sword Sect does not allow the disciples of the same sect to fight each other, but if the grievances between the two sides really come to a time when they have to fight, the sect has also given a solution.

That is a duel. In order to prevent this method from being abused, there is also a rule that if the party who proposes a duel loses the battle, he will be directly expelled from the sect.

Those who are challenged can freely choose whether to accept the challenge, and there will be no punishment if they lose.

Feng Ye gambled too much this time. Once he was expelled from the sect with his talent and cultivation, he would probably never have the chance to travel to immortality in this life.

And what he challenged was an opponent who crushed him in all directions.

Does this guy want to find an excuse to quit the sect, but he is not willing to quit in such a high-profile way?Many people came up with such an idea.

Otherwise, is there any reason to explain Tong Feng Ye's behavior of striking a stone with an egg?

Head Ji and Elder Zhou looked at each other. Although they didn't think like the others, they also felt that Feng Ye was hitting a stone with an egg. The gap in cultivation lies here. Why should he win?

But since Feng Ye brought up a duel, which is a challenge method allowed by the sect, they will not stop it.As for whether to accept it or not, Head Ji looked at Lu Chengye who was on the stage.

Feng Ye's challenge could only be carried out with Lu Chengye's consent. The surrounding junior disciples were overwhelmed with surprise and realized this. They all looked at Lu Chengye together.

The expression on Lu Chengye's face was not good. When he saw Feng Ye came to challenge him, he actually guessed the reason.

This guy is here to find a place for that brat Fang Yang.

How dare such a trash of the third level of Qi refining dare to challenge himself?Lu Chengye was angry and angry, but after the initial anger, he gradually became happy again.

Just in time, taking advantage of this opportunity, he beat up Feng Ye, a soft persimmon who had been protected by Fang Yang, to let this guy understand what life is.

A weak person like him is destined to be trampled underfoot for the rest of his life!

Lu Chengye thought with sarcasm, and he gave the answer in full view: "Report to the master, the disciple is willing to accept the challenge."

He looked at Feng Ye not far away, with a malicious smile on his lips.The sword has no eyes, Feng Ye can stand on the martial arts arena, but it's hard to say whether he can come down completely.

And Feng Ye looked at Lu Chengye who was standing on the ring across the crowd, and after hearing the other party's reply, he finally showed his first smile so far.

The author has something to say:

I don’t know if you have seen the copywriting announcement, yes, this article is going to be V, tomorrow V.

According to the rules of Jinjiang, if you enter V Riwan, you are very happy to read other people's articles, and you have a fat stamp. When I wrote it myself, I felt that this rule was unreasonable and troublesome. I disagree.

_(:3」∠)_However, it is useless for me to disagree.The draft box was dead long ago, I had already thrown away the room key, and glued myself to the stool with 502, trying to catch up on the draft.

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