Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

In the early morning, the light has not yet completely penetrated the thick clouds, and the sky and the earth are full of chaos.

The stands surrounding the Dengtian Pavilion's parade ground were already full.

A battle of geniuses.

Perhaps just by watching the game, you can get a rare opportunity.

The disciples of the smaller sects were warned not only to watch the show carefully but also to write an 800-word review of their thoughts and experiences afterwards.

There are seats on both sides of the huge arena.

Ten people sat opposite each other.

Ning Jin's eyes were blazing, and he showed the ultimate meaning of the four words "determination to win" without reservation.

"In the first round, Lu Chaoyang versus Zhou Jin."

The referee stood on the stage, waiting for the disciples on both sides to come out.

Week end.

Lu Chaoyang.

Putting the two names together doesn't seem to match.

It is rare for a young person to build a foundation, but there is a huge gap between building a foundation and achieving the golden elixir stage.

In a competition like this, an overwhelming victory is nothing to watch.

But this is the sadness of the Southern Region.

It is not as powerful as the Eastern Region, which is superior to the other three regions and has far more geniuses than the other three regions.

As for why we can't devote all our efforts to building a team of all Golden Cores...

It seems that this has always been the rule in the Southern Territory.

There are always foundation-building people mixed in the team.

"Please teach me." The sword in Lu Chaoyang's hand glowed red, crackling and burning the surrounding air, giving off a full sense of oppression.

The word "please" sounds sarcastic.

Zhou Jin clenched the sword in his hand. He was the weak one, but he took the lead in attacking.

He was also not satisfied with this matchup.

The opponent he longs to face is Ning Xiyuan!

Lu Chaoyang showed no mercy, and the pressure of the golden elixir immediately spread throughout the entire arena.

Zhou Jin spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered and almost fell to his knees.

This is the difference in realm.

This is also the reason why Lu Chaoyang tried his best from the beginning.

The second scene is Shen Shiwei vs. Lin Hansheng...

Only if Lu Chaoyang defeats Zhou Jin decisively and decisively can he stand on this stage again in the next round.

The long sword was wrapped in flames and smashed down towards Zhou Jin.

"clang!"

The crisp sound of swords clashing suddenly spread throughout the training ground.

A huge force silently spread out from the place where the weapons met, raising dust on the ground.

“Block…Blocked!”

"I go!"

Someone in the stands exclaimed.

Lu Chaoyang felt the backlash of the powerful force and immediately pulled back.

Wrinkles appeared on Zhou Jin's face, and even his hair turned silver.

Life is burning and withering.

The opposite of this is Zhou Jin's cultivation.

Foundation building, golden elixir, and half-step Nascent Soul!

Lu Chaoyang rarely widened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with unfamiliar emotions.

The increase in strength was unbelievable to him.

This is just a competition, why must we use evil magic that burns lives as a gamble!

crazy!

He couldn't understand, but Zhou Jin's knife smashed very quickly.

This time, the Golden Core became the weaker one and there was no more level suppression.

The whole school was in uproar.

Now that the game has begun, there is no possibility of interruption except to admit defeat.

Just using such an extreme method...

It's too...

Many people turned their heads to look at the elder and leader of the Bishui Sect.

The faces of the top leaders of the Bishui Sect were not in a good mood either. No matter when and where, evil magic was despised and hated, and was disgraced by the righteous.

Now that their disciples have used evil magic, where does this put the reputation of their Bishui Sect?

No matter what the people in the audience think, the battle on the stage continues.

"Zhou Jin, you're crazy!"

"The power gained in this way is ultimately volatile. Why pay such a price?"

Lu Chaoyang's voice was clearly heard throughout the arena.

Zhou Jin sneered disdainfully.

Right now, he felt full of strength.

Even those geniuses who have always been shining brightly can be easily trampled underfoot.

"Haha." Zhou Jin laughed.

The sound of weapons colliding could be heard one after another.

He wants to win!

No matter what the cost! I will never let Ning Xiyuan get what he wants.

Lu Chaoyang was a little embarrassed, but he was not confused. His eyes were still firm and his fighting spirit was even higher.

Even if he was only half a step into the Nascent Soul stage, so what? It was only half a realm difference!

We fought back and forth on the ring.

Lu Chaoyang's superb swordsmanship was fully demonstrated in this competition.

Fearless, courageous and energetic.

This is where the passion of young people lies, and even their swordsmanship reveals their high spirits.

Never retreat, never shirk responsibility.

Lu Chaoyang won.

Zhou Jin lost.

Even though there were such twists and turns during the game, the ending was just as everyone expected at the beginning.

Life has an end. How long can the explosion last if you burn your life?

Half a realm higher than those geniuses...

Lu Chaoyang was just in a mess and had a few knife wounds.

Zhou Jin's face was full of wrinkles and his hair was gray, and he no longer looked like he originally did.

It was the people from the Bishui Sect who carried Zhou Jin away.

Use forbidden techniques!

Staying in the ring for one more second would bring shame to them!

"I'm sorry, I didn't do that."

It was Lu Chaoyang who apologized.

He looked at Shen Shiwei, whose face was slightly pale, and scratched his head helplessly.

Although he won, the competition between the two lasted far more than a quarter of an hour and did not meet the standard for a complete victory.

She was also unable to face Lin Hansheng together with Shen Shiwei.

This was contrary to his prior confident promise.

"Brother Lu did a great job, no need to apologize."

Shen Shiwei took a deep breath and stood up suddenly. She clutched the white jade pendant around her neck, with determination flashing in her eyes.

This is her responsibility.

Lu Chaoyang had absolutely no obligation to share the responsibility.

Shen Shiwei turned around, looked at the others, and said with certainty: "I will try my best."

This is a rare opportunity.

She really... didn't want to hold anyone back.

"Come on!" Ning Xiyuan smiled and encouraged.

A person with good fortune...

How bad can it be?

"It doesn't matter if you lose." It was Qu Zhen who spoke to comfort her.

This was the first sentence she said today.

Even her own brow was stained with an irreconcilable melancholy.

Shen Shiwei took another deep breath and stood on the stage.

Opposite her was the chief disciple of the Bishui Sect’s leader, Lin Hansheng.

An excellent sound repair.

Shen Shiwei took out her sword.

Poison repair...

If you cannot grasp the essence in a short period of time, why not integrate what you have learned before.

Use sword energy to disperse the poison gas.

Lin Hansheng turned the bamboo flute in his hand around, and there was indeed some surprise in his eyes.

This opponent's swordsmanship was too crude and childish. He could easily see through it and it was not up to par.

Little trick!

Lin Hansheng was too lazy to even use his full strength. He just used the bamboo flute as an ordinary weapon and forcefully parried the long sword that Shen Shiwei was stabbing at him.

easy.

Lin Hansheng couldn't even control himself and sneered.

His swordsmanship is probably better than this guy's.

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I'm tired after climbing down the mountain~

There will be only one update tonight, don't wait, darlings.

good night.

(Help! Songshan is so hard to climb!)