Rebirth of MC

Feng Chenzi came back to his senses in time with his soft call, and the corner of his mouth was filled with the usual indifferent smile: "Well... the competition is about to start, let's go."

"Yes."

This time, there are only [-] places for the Taoist sect to go to the dangerous place, and the sect stipulates that all disciples below the first level of the heart-beating stage are not allowed to participate in the test, and many people who entered the sect at the same time as Zai Yuan were not allowed to participate. Among the brothers and sisters, there are also several aptitudes that have reached the first and second levels of the heartbeat stage, and he who has already completed the third floor of the spiritual silence stage has also fixed his spiritual power in the heartbeat stage [-] under the confinement of the spiritual power bracelet. Level, neither too good, but also just enough to participate in the competition.

In this Daoist competition, some disciples are of equal rank, thousands of people are divided into [-] venues, one-on-one competition, and only a few hundred are left after the one-day audition. Of course, Long Zhanye and Zaiyuan are also in the competition. , but the two of them met were young disciples of the same period, and they knocked people off the stage within a few strokes, and it didn't cause much sensation, so they sat in the crowd and watched for a day, or saw it for the first time in Yuan. At that time, he was full of joy watching such a competition, but Long Zhanye lacked interest, and finally even leaned or fell asleep on Yuan's body.

As the head of the sect, I felt like I was watching children fight when watching the competition. After watching for a long time, Feng Chenzi led the disciple away, and before leaving, I heard the disciple's inquiry faintly: "Master, tomorrow's competition is still coming!" ?"

"Come on." Anyway, there's nothing to do, so I'll come back tomorrow.

Well, it seems that it is ridiculous for him to be the head of the sect... After reading the practice of the disciples in the sect, I have to work harder.

The first day's competition ended after sunset, and the disciples of Wuyitai dispersed within half an hour. The disciples who successfully entered tomorrow's competition returned to their residences quickly, making preparations for tomorrow's competition. In the first competition, all the moves and kung fu in the competition were purely boxing skills, but in the competition on the second day, weapons and magic weapons were allowed.

While the other disciples were full of worries, Long Zhanye and Zai Yuan obviously calmed down a lot. After returning to the room, the two of them took a shower together comfortably, and then entered the space.

"Zhan Ye, you will be carrying weapons and magic weapons tomorrow, are you... okay?"

Long Zhanye doesn't belong to the Taoist sect, as a person who doesn't know the Taoist spells, but with his powerful body, even the head of the sect didn't pay attention to it. Today's competition or Zaiyuan looked at him with fear and knocked him out with a punch That disciple at the same time...

But tomorrow he can carry weapons and magical weapons, and the disciples who qualify today are all disciples with excellent Taoist cultivation. It is a bit difficult for Long Zhanye to knock out the opponent easily, and it is too conspicuous to do so up.

"Hehe, so what if you hold a weapon. Although I don't know Taoism, I can still use the swordsmanship of Taoism. I can pass it tomorrow if I fool around." Long Zhanye was not worried at all at that time.

Whether he was in the army of the human realm before or in the Daoist sect with the appearance of Gu Linyuan, his talent for comprehending fist and foot moves is extremely high. It's worth mentioning that he really made a real move, one finger can turn the other party into pieces, this fooling is still easy.

"Well, I'm not worried about what you said, but I might be in trouble. I haven't mastered the moves for many years..." Thinking of this, Yuan Yuan showed a trace of annoyance on his face.

"It's not difficult, I'll just teach you." Long Zhanye waved his hand, and a long sword commonly used by Taoist disciples appeared in his hand, and then handed it to Zai Yuan.

Or Zaiyuan nodded, reached out to take the long sword, and frowned slightly: "It's a little lighter."

Hearing or Zaiyuan's words, Long Zhanye chuckled and put his arms around his waist: "Of course, this sword is nothing but scrap metal, how could it be compared with your previous Liuying sword? Hmm... The little ghost has reincarnated into an adult now. Let's go to the dangerous place this time to find forging materials suitable for forging and make you a long sword again. Hmm... If you really can't find it, at worst, I will sneak into the Dragon Clan, digging stones..."

As Long Zhanye said, a sly gleam flashed in his eyes. It is not difficult to see that going to the Dragon Clan to steal things is a very happy thing for him.

Looking at the cunning flashing in Long Zhanye's eyes, or although Zaiyuan didn't fully remember all the memories, but after getting along with Long Zhanye for these years, coupled with the many documents about Nilong in Taoism, Long Zhanye Ye is definitely an existence that cannot be tolerated by the upper immortal world and the realm of cultivation. It is already very dangerous to hide in the Taoist gate for him. If he went to the Dragon Clan to steal treasures for him and was discovered, then he should...

"No, I don't want to put you in danger for a weapon. You said you would protect me." In infancy, let's go back together, okay, even if we live in the space, I don't have any complaints..."

"Okay, when you break through the Nascent Soul Stage, we'll leave, and we'll retire together." Listening to his words, Long Zhanye showed a deep tenderness on his face.

Dragons love to be free, soaring in the sky...and as an anti-dragon, he is not tolerated by heaven and earth, only this person in his arms...Three generations, he tolerated his existence against the sky without hesitation.

As long as he goes with this person in his arms, he will feel happy...

After the two had been sweetly sticking together for a while, Long Zhanye began to teach or Zaiyuan sword moves.

Chapter 200 You lost

The carrier of the space is Long Zhanye’s Dragon Ball. Although the space is shared with Or Zaiyuan, he has one more special skill in the space than Or Zaiyuan—time flow manipulation, which can adjust the flowing time to a slow state Afterwards, Long Zhanye began to teach either Zaiyuan Daomen's sword moves, or Zaiyuan's ability to comprehend Daomen's sword moves was excellent. It didn't take long for him to learn all the sword moves he had learned in five years. His skill is absolutely unstoppable among the Taoist juniors.

After practicing sword moves, the two took a comfortable bath and then fell asleep in each other's arms. They had no dreams until dawn.

Although thousands of people were recruited in yesterday's competition, the venue of Wu Yitai was still not reduced. In less than an hour, the number of thousand disciples was quickly reduced to 400, and these [-] disciples belonged to the best of Taoist sects. The lowest level of cultivation has already broken through the heartbeat stage, and some are even on the second floor of the spiritual silence stage, and even the third floor. Since it is the last [-] people, the venue has been reduced to ten players competing together in response to the request of many disciples, and the battle field It is a lottery, and the winner can take the place to go to the dangerous place.

The lottery drawn by Long Zhanye was in the fifth venue of the third round, and the lottery drawn by Yuan Yuan was in the tenth venue of the tenth round. Since the game was not yet their turn, the two were still sitting in yesterday's position to watch the off-court Compared with yesterday's "fancy fists and embroidered legs", today's competitions are much more interesting. Long Zhanye hugged or Zaiyuan commented on the competitions on the field, and from time to time attracted or Zaiyuan's low laugh.

Although the competition was fierce, it was soon Long Zhanye's turn, and Long Zhanye's opponent was the left hall of the Taoist sect (the Taoist gate on Yuxu Mountain is divided into the left hall, the middle hall, and the right hall, among which the disciples of the middle hall are the best. Zuo Dian is next, or Zai Yuan and Long Zhanye are both young disciples), a disciple whose cultivation base is on the third floor of the heartbeat period, and Gu Linyuan, who is the incarnation of Long Zhanye, has the highest cultivation level among the young disciples. They all belong to the upper-middle class and belong to the second level of the heartbeat stage, so the Zuodian disciple obviously didn't take this "little junior" seriously, and his expression showed a trace of contempt.

"Little brother, it's not that the senior brother didn't remind you, before the competition starts, you should quickly admit defeat and leave."

Long Zhanye held a sword in one hand, and propped the tip of the sword on the competition stage. Hearing the man's disdainful words, he raised his hand to brush his ink-like hair. Did not put the other party in the eyes.

"You... overestimate your own strength!!" Seeing that Long Zhanye completely ignored his words, the disciple from the left hall felt that he was underestimated by this disciple who was inferior to him. His face darkened, and he waved his right hand. A bell full of aura appeared in his hand, and with his left hand he raised two fingers and drew in the air: "Since you refuse to follow senior brother's advice, then don't blame senior brother for bullying the small!" battlefield.

"Tsk." Long Zhanye saw the fierce Dao seal hitting him, snorted softly, his figure dodged quickly, dodged the attack, and then attacked the left hall disciple.

There are two main streams of Daoist practice, one is moves, and the other is internal strength (like a mage). The disciple in the left hall holds a bell magic weapon, which belongs to internal strength cultivation, and Long Zhanye does not understand Taoism, so he can only choose Sword moves, Taoist disciples who are skilled in moves generally fight in close combat, so their physical fitness is strong, while their internal strength is long-distance combat, and their physical fitness is weaker. They each have their own characteristics. Of course, there are also people who practice both, just like Taoist legends—— Tian Qizi, Feng Chenzi, head of the Taoist sect...

The Zuodian disciple saw Long Zhanye attacking him quickly with a sword, his expression changed suddenly, he waved his hand to volley into the air and shrunk to an inch, and moved quickly to dodge, but Long Zhanye was not in a hurry when he saw the opponent dodging his attack, The corners of his mouth slightly raised, his figure suddenly turned around, and he attacked the disciple again. Then in the competition field, he saw two people moving fast and starting a chasing battle. Of course, that was what other people could see. What you see outside the competition field or what you see in Yuan is different.

"It's really evil." He covered his mouth and chuckled.

Or Zaiyuan looked at the two figures flashing rapidly in the field, for