Master, love me again!

In the first competition on the stage, Rong Ping was originally in high spirits, but when he saw Zhuo Junchen coming to the stage confidently, his face immediately became gloomy.

unlucky!

"I said why are you so lingering?" Rong Ping said angrily.As soon as he saw Zhuo Junchen, he thought of the dead tree that he had broken in two.The array disk has been destroyed so far, so naturally there is no way to repair it.After returning, Xuan Yun asked him to go to Pinjian Peak and ask for another formation disk to come back.

Although the array plate he held in his hand was also a low-grade magic weapon, its power was much lower than that of Dead Tree Fengchun.Seeing Zhuo Junchen's stately appearance in front of him, Rong Ping couldn't help but start to worry.Zhuo Junchen's cultivation seems to have improved again, but his strength has faded a bit. I don't know if this competition can be won.

When Zhuo Junchen saw him for the first time, he was a little surprised, but that was all.Seeing Rong Ping's uncertain expression, Zhuo Junchen had nothing to worry about, he drew his Chongxiao sword, and he just waited for the deacon disciple to issue an order.Master is watching from below, he naturally wants to win.

With the sound of the gong, Zhuo Junchen swept his sword, and went straight to attack Rong Ping.After several days of observation, the most important thing to deal with disciples of the array is to get close quickly, otherwise they will be trapped by their array from a distance, and even if they want to win, they will have to spend a lot of effort.

Rong Ping hadn't had time to activate the array, and never expected Zhuo Junchen to come so quickly.

However, these disciples who practiced the formation, the first thing they learned was how to avoid the opponent's attack.Others know that the chances of winning are high if they get close, and they are not just wooden stakes who only know the tactic of mobilization.Rong Ping immediately stepped forward, calmly dodging Zhuo Junchen's oncoming sword.

Most of the formation peak disciples' light body and hiding methods are more proficient than the formation method.

Zhuo Junchen didn't get discouraged even if he missed a blow, he changed his footsteps, and his body skills had improved a lot compared to the previous battle.Rong Ping frowned, Zhuo Junchen followed closely, not even giving him time to catch his breath, he could only dodge with all his strength to avoid the shadowy sword light.

"It seems that such hard training still has some effect, even if the general seventh-level foundation establishment encounters Jun Chen, it will probably end in defeat." Du Heng commented calmly.

Shen Hanfeng nodded: "Ah Chen has devoted himself a lot." In the past, Zhuo Junchen had practiced extremely hard, even though Shen Hanfeng didn't say it, he could see it.Seeing that he has made great progress now, apart from a touch of pride, there is actually a bit of distress.I don't know how much effort Zhuo Junchen spent during this period of time.

On the stage, Zhuo Junchen seemed to have only Rong Ping as his opponent left in his eyes, and the Chongxiao Sword swung a few flashes of sword light, sealing off all of Rong Ping's exits in an unpredictable manner.He is a person with a flexible mind. Through the short trial just now, he has figured out the way of Rong Ping. Although he is not sure about the next direction, he has blocked all the possible ones, and the effect is the same.

Rong Ping smiled wryly in his heart, the thunder light on the sword was already close to his body, could it be that he wanted to sacrifice the magic weapon with the blood of his heart like last time?

After thinking for a moment, Rong Ping responded in a flash.

Zhuo Junchen's feet suddenly sank into the air, and the blade of the sword was deflected. Rong Ping took advantage of this little gap to escape his attack this time.

The formation disk shining with dark blue aura flipped around in his hands, and Rong used his hands to stabilize the formation disk in his hand. The blue light burst out, and several thick vines burst out of the ground, forming a cage, trying to put the formation disk in his hands. Zhuo Junchen was wrapped in it.

Zhuo Junchen's eyes were fixed, he lifted his breath and lightened his body, and switched the heavy sword to his left hand, just before the vines closed, leaving a gap for himself.

The thunder was extinguished, and the slight crackling made people's teeth sore.Holding the sword behind his back, Zhuo Junchen opened a big gap in the green wood cage amidst the electric light, and calmly jumped out of the cage.

Rong Ping still wanted to leave, but the Heavy Heaven Sword didn't give him this chance. With the sword shadow burning the sky, Rong Ping was trapped in the shadow of the lightning sword, and finally the Heavy Heaven Sword rested lightly on his neck: "Senior Brother Rong , accepted."

After losing the first match, Rong Ping was naturally very depressed, seeing the smug smile on Zhuo Junchen's face, he secretly ground his teeth angrily.However, compared to the last time when he spent several days on the formation, it is not ugly to say that he lost today.Rong Ping turned around and did it without turning his head. Although he was arrogant, he was not to the point where he couldn't afford to lose.It's just that if you lose one game, you will win the next four games.

Compared with Rong Ping's slightly depressed appearance, Zhuo Junchen was naturally much refreshed.Withdrawing his sword and stepping down, Zhuo Junchen walked towards Shen Hanfeng lightly.Seeing the contented look on Master's face, Zhuo Junchen couldn't help guessing whether Master was also happy for his victory.

"Master." Zhuo Junchen didn't say anything else, waiting expectantly for Master's comment.

Shen Hanfeng nodded and said: "Good job." After a pause, he continued, "However, you know that he is a wood-earth spiritual root, so you should be careful that he is too careless to attack with earth-type kung fu."

There was a moment of disappointment in Zhuo Junchen's heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and said seriously: "I have made a note."

Shen Hanfeng nodded: "The next competition is half an hour later, do you want to go back to the tower to rest for a while?"

Zhuo Junchen thought for a while, although he didn't lose much in this round, but he might not meet someone in the next round, so he went back to the tower accompanied by his master.

Zhuo Junchen's luck was not bad, he didn't meet any of the elder's personal disciples in the four matches in two consecutive days, and even Xinhong was avoided.These heavenly favored sons, who were accepted by the elders of the peak master, mixed among the five hundred disciples, and it was rare for him to meet Rong Ping.

By the fifth day, the ranking of the five hundred disciples had been released, and only those ranked in the top one hundred were eligible to fight for the last fifty seats.The disciples on the second floor of the tower are naturally within the hundred.

Being able to rank among the top among more than [-] disciples, these people can be regarded as the best among the disciples of Qinghua Xianmen's generation, and most of them are above the fifth level of foundation establishment.Except for one person who is among the top [-], it is particularly eye-catching.

She was Huo Meier whom Zhuo Junchen and others had looked at.Huo Meier, a new disciple whose cultivation base is only at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, won consecutive victories all the way without showing any signs of success, and her ranking is not low among the top [-].

Zhuo Junchen and Shen Hanfeng arrived on the tower on time, and the competition had not yet started.On the tower, everyone except Immortal Fuyong came together today, even the master of Shenfu Peak who has not yet accepted his disciples also came to join in the fun.That's why everyone looked at Jiang Wuxin with some pity.

Jiang Wuxin turned a blind eye to these gazes, and when he saw Zhuo Junchen coming up, he said very calmly: "Today's first match is with Nephew Zhuo, I hope Nephew Zhuo will not hold back."

Mu Zisu muttered: "It's not so unlucky..."

Zhuo Junchen was calm and said, "Of course I will try my best." There was a sense of arrogance in his heart, and he didn't even want to say merciful polite words. If you want to fight, then fight.

Several people were seated, and Zhan Baichuan, who had been there early in the morning, said in a low voice, "I'm also a fallen person in Tianya, Junior Brother Zhuo give it a go, don't regret it."

Mu Zisu asked: "Brother Zhan said this, who did you meet today?"

Zhan Baichuan rubbed his forehead: "Lian Xinhong."

Zhuo Junchen and Mu Zisu looked at each other, both of them were puzzled.Zhuo Junchen said: "Brother Zhan, you are so familiar with Brother Lian, why are you worried about it?"

Zhan Baichuan said: "Now there are more than a hundred disciples left, I am not worried, but if Ah Hong is unlucky and meets you one after another... Although it is a bit unfounded to worry about, it is not impossible."

Zhuo Junchen understood.Although Lian Xinhong is usually gentle and cheerful, he is a bit competitive in his bones. After all, he is also a disciple favored by Master Zhanfeng.Although the next competition is much easier than the previous two days, as long as there are two wins, it is basically guaranteed to be selected.But who are the ones who are easy to bully among those who stay behind?

Lian Xinhong's ranking in the ten-day battle of Zhan Peak was not low, and this was because they, the personal descendants of the peak master, did not join.Now that they have all come to stir up this muddy water, even Xinhong met Zhan Baichuan in the first match, and his heart is probably very complicated.

Mu Zisu patted Zhan Baichuan on the shoulder and said, "Senior Brother Zhan, why worry about Senior Brother Lian, if you let him have a fight today, he might be angry with you."

Zhuo Junchen also said: "Zi Su is right, even senior brother is not someone who can't afford to lose."

Zhan Baichuan was on the edge of his horn for a while, but now he heard their explanation, he laughed loudly: "That's true, but I don't necessarily win him. If I lose, don't say that I opened the back door for him .”

The senior masters were listening to the three of them talking in front, Du Heng said slowly: "You are ready to lose before the competition begins. Are you afraid that your master will be angry when he hears it?"

Zhan Yuanbai joined in the fun and said: "What I'm talking about is, Baichuan, if you lose, I will punish you for a month without participating in Zhanfeng's competition, and put you in confinement, lest you can't help but find others to learn from."

Zhan Baichuan's expression became tense when he heard the words: "That apprentice can only be sorry for Junior Brother Lian." Telling him not to compete with others for a month is more uncomfortable than dying.

Everyone laughed when they heard the words, and Mu Zisu asked curiously, "Uncle Shen, if Jun Chen loses, how will you punish him?"

Zhuo Junchen didn't think about it, he looked at Shen Hanfeng, waiting for Master's answer.

Shen Hanfeng looked indifferent, without thinking too much, he said: "My apprentice, I will not lose."

The words were not so sonorous, but they made Zhuo Junchen feel hot.Unexpectedly, his eyes met Shen Hanfeng, and Zhuo Junchen only saw the clear eyes full of trust.