Brother, why is he like this?

A new round of draws has begun.

Ye Tan walked into the Tai Chi Hall, and the noisy crowd gradually quieted down.Naturally no one questioned his cultivation and strength at this time, but they still couldn't get close.Those who approached him within three feet were frozen by the snow and ice all over his body, so they all moved away from him three feet away.

Seemingly ignorant of everything around her, Ye Tan walked up to the lottery container step by step, pinched one with two fingers and took it out.

Immediately displayed on the stone wall: the first day of the No. [-] competition: Zong Lan, Ye Tan.

Zong Lan is Bi Xiaofeng's direct disciple, seeing that Ye Tan and himself were drawn in the same draw, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

He had seen the battle between Ye Tan and He An, the younger brother was proficient in swordsmanship and very smart, and he was able to win when he met an inexperienced fighter in the early stage of foundation establishment.But to myself...

The little junior brother is quite cute, um, let's not be too hard on it.

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Tan and Zong Lan stood facing each other on the No. [-] ring.In the first round of competition, there was no battle between two direct disciples.So this morning, all the disciples got up early to watch.

Ye Tan respectfully bowed to Zong Lan and said, "Brother Zong, please enlighten me."

Zong Lan raised one corner of his lips, returned a salute, and said, "You go first."

So Ye Tan stopped talking, raised his right hand, and the Liuyun sword came out of its sheath.

Zong Lan looked at the sword that Ye Tan slashed over, um, one of the Liangyi swordsmanship, it is full of spiritual power, and the sword is fierce.

But to Zong Lan, it was very subtle. How should I put it, it seemed that a child was fighting with an adult. The child rushed over aggressively and kicked the adult's knee fiercely, but to the adult, it was neither painful nor itchy.

So he flicked lightly, the sword didn't even come out of its sheath, and he pushed away the Liu Yun swung by Ye Tan.

After all, he is a child who has just established his foundation, so immature.

Ye Tan was not in a hurry, and stabbed Zong Lan very upright with the "sword rushing to Yin and Yang" in the Liangyi swordsmanship.

Zong Lan leisurely blocked it again.

Ye Tan swung out sword energy one after another, Zong Lan easily deciphered them, but he didn't attack, like teasing a child.

Finally, when Ye Tan had exhausted the 36 sets of Taiji swordsmanship and Liangyi swordsmanship, Zong Lan smiled lazily and said, "Little brother, are you done? me."

As he spoke, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he took out his sheath in his hand, lowered his body slightly, waved his right hand, and swept out the sword.

Ye Tan only felt as if a big mountain was crushing his head, making him almost out of breath.

He mobilized all his spiritual power to resist the sword energy, and felt pain like needle pricks in his limbs, which was a sign of exhaustion of spiritual power—his spiritual power had been exhausted in the 36 moves just now, and there was not much left.

Ye Tan gritted his teeth, tried his best to resist the sword energy, and focused on adjusting his breath.

The bamboo grove beside the arena rustled, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged, gathered on Ye Tan's body, was sucked into Ye Tan's body, and turned into spiritual power as the meridians flowed.

Zong Lan gave a slight snort.Weird, is this kid adjusting his breath during the battle?How come he doesn't need to meditate for breath adjustment?

Suspicious in his heart, he swiped his sword again, but was still blocked by Ye Tan.

Zong Lan was even more puzzled, changed his moves, flipped his right wrist, tapped three times in a row, and the three sword qi shot out almost simultaneously, hitting Ye Tan's face and shoulders respectively.

Ye Tan concentrated on his perception, Liuyun sword was lifted up to the right, blocking the sword energy from the front door and right shoulder, but the left shoulder was hard to take care of, and it was about to be hit by the sword energy, but suddenly something flew over and hit Sword Qi hit the left shoulder.The sword energy collapsed and disappeared, but the thing that hit the sword energy remained undiminished and flew towards Zong Lan.When Zong Lan turned sideways to avoid it, he found that it was an emerald green bamboo leaf.

The art of picking leaves and flying flowers can only be mastered at least in the Golden Core stage. Ye Tan is extremely reluctant to block his own sword energy, how can he pick leaves and fly flowers?

It would be wrong to say that the bamboo leaves were called by someone outside the ring.The suzerain and the four elders are all in charge, and cheating outside the court is absolutely impossible.

The suzerain and the four elders in the stands naturally saw Ye Tan's movements of adjusting his breath and manipulating the bamboo leaves. They glanced at each other and thought: "Spiritual method."

The spirit race has been extinct for a long time, and the four elders have seen many of them, and they don't know what kind of supernatural powers the spirit race has.

Even Shen Lingyuan watched intently.It was also the first time he saw Ye Tan manipulating plants and trees to make moves.

On the arena, after Ye Tan blocked Zong Lan's sword move again, he suddenly stopped moving. He held the sword in one hand, and seemed to have pinched a formula with the other, with a solemn expression.

Zong Lan also paused, and didn't continue to draw the sword, wanting to see what other tricks Ye Tan had.

The next moment, the bamboo forest shook wildly, and the bamboo leaves rustled down, but before they fell to the ground, they turned around and flew towards the ring in unison.

Zong Lan stared wide-eyed at those bamboo leaves shaped like small swords, bypassing Ye Tan, and flying towards them with the sound of sharp blades piercing the air.After staying for a moment, he immediately turned his wrist, and Jushuang in his hands intertwined into a sword net in front of him, knocking down a steady stream of sharp bamboo leaves.

Ye Tan changed the tactic, Zong Lan only felt that the arena was shaking and yelled in his heart, "What the fuck is this!" The land between the bamboo forest and the arena kept rising, and there seemed to be something strange underneath. Scary things crawled by.Zong Lan was on alert, when suddenly the vibration of the ring intensified, Zong Lan suddenly jumped off the spot, and a clump of spikes emerged from the place where he was originally standing.

Take a closer look, where there are spikes, they are clearly bamboo shoots.

The new bamboo shoots are still stabbing out like a mechanism, at an astonishing speed, half the height of a person in the blink of an eye.Zong Lan quickly retreated to avoid, while thinking in a trance: "Who am I? Where am I? How the hell are you going to fight?"

Finally, the ring was riddled with bamboo shoots, and the ring on Zong Lan's side collapsed. He didn't check for a while, and fell down, falling on the high and low sharp bamboo shoots, and let out a howl.

Fortunately, with spiritual power to protect the body, the injury was not serious.

Ye Tan stood expressionlessly on the other half of the ring, which was intact, saluted Zong Lan, and said in an indifferent voice, "Brother Zong, let me go."

The crazily growing bamboo shoots retreated back to the bamboo forest, leaving nothing but devastation.

There was silence in the stands, and the disciples opened their mouths wide, unable to utter a single sound.

The competition of the other three arenas had stopped at some point, and they all stared blankly at Ye Tan, the messy arena No. [-], and the appalling Zong Lan.

The steward of the deacon hall standing by the ring No. [-] looked at Ye Tan, then at Zong Lan, then at the ring, and finally turned his eyes to the stands for help.

The four elders looked at each other, and finally looked at Cang Xiao together.

Gradually some disciples came back to their senses:

"What's this?!"

"What's the situation, this is!"

"Why is the good bamboo crazy!"

"I think I'm crazy..."

Some disciples weakly raised their hands: "Is this spiritual practice?"

The other disciples were dumbfounded.

The most common one in Lingxu Continent is sword cultivator.There are also medical practitioners like Elder Qingxiao who delve into the technique of restoration, and Buddhist practitioners with profound Buddhist teachings like Zen Master Fan. It is said that Qianjimen in the extreme north is also good at communicating with heaven.According to legend, when the ancient Lingxu Continent was full of aura, there was also spiritual practice.Spiritual practice communicates with the world and nature, and can manipulate the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the power is huge—the consumption of spiritual power is also huge.So later, the aura withered, and it was not easy to cultivate spiritually, and finally disappeared slowly.

"The first round of the No. [-] ring, Ye Tan won. The No. [-] ring competition will be postponed for one day, and the deacon hall will be repaired before tomorrow; the other three ring competitions will continue." Cang Xiao's voice was low, but it was overwhelmed by the hustle and bustle of the audience, spreading throughout Yanwu every corner of the field.

Shen Lingyuan quietly followed Ye Tan out of the martial arts arena, and saw Ye Tan sitting in front of the ice lake behind the Tai Chi Hall with his head bowed, not knowing what he was thinking.The icy lake is covered with a large amount of snow, and the ice and water in the lake are mixed, making it extremely cold.On the surface of the lake, snow-colored lotus flowers bloomed, floating on the water, just like the river lanterns on the Lantern Festival last night.A tail of white spirit carp was playing, jumping out of the water from time to time.

Ye Tan with white clothes and black hair sat there, like an ink painting.

Some people speculate that Ye Tan is a spiritual practice, but the essence of the spirit race and spiritual cultivation is different.Spiritual practice communicates with the nature of the world and uses its own spiritual power to manipulate the five elements, so it needs to consume a lot of spiritual power; and the spirit race itself is a part of the nature of the world, and they do not need to mobilize themselves at all when they manipulate the five elements with the same attributes as themselves Spiritual power, on the contrary, can draw spirits from things.

Shen Lingyuan never stepped forward, the two stood and sat, far apart, but Ye Tan could smell the faint fragrance of requiem.

Reassuring.

When everyone was talking about Ye Tan's massive battle, another piece of news spread like wings: in the second round of competition, Shen Lingyuan's opponent was Qing Yu.

Qing Yu knew that there was bound to be a battle between himself and Shen Lingyuan, but he never thought that this battle would come so soon.If there is a choice, Qingyu would prefer that the two of them compete in the wilderness without any honor or reward.

But, it doesn't matter, Qing Yu doesn't care about these things, and she knows Shen Lingyuan doesn't care either.

This is enough.

On the day of the competition, the stewards of the deacon's hall specially strengthened the arena where Qing Yu and Shen Lingyuan fought, and added a spiritual shield to avoid hurting innocent people.

Qing Yu is a middle-stage Jindan cultivator. He has studied under Elder Dan Xiao for 20 years. He is the eldest disciple of Dan Xiao Peak and the most proud disciple of Elder Dan Xiao.Her sword is majestic, Zeng Yijian pushed away the clouds and mists in the mountains, revealing the sun.

The sword is called Eternal Day.

No matter what you are, I will swing away with a sword, and the light will fill the world.

At dusk, Qing Yu and Shen Lingyuan stood facing each other on the ring.

Qing Yu is dressed in red clothes like fire, tall and tall, with a long sword on his back.Even if you don't move, just standing there is extremely powerful.Shen Lingyuan held the sword in one hand and put the other behind his back. His green shirt moved slightly, like the upright green bamboo on the mountain behind Jianzong.

Both of them stood silently, long shadows drawn by the setting sun.

However, Kunwu and Yongzhou couldn't hold back anymore, they uttered a clear cry.

Lian Jian was excited about meeting his opponent.

Qing Yu held Yong Zhou in his hand, and the two of them held the saber in their hands at the same time, holding the sword in salute.

The next moment, Yong Zhou unsheathed and pointed at Shen Lingyuan!

Qing Yu stepped down, and his body quickly transformed into a red phantom. The tip of the sword pierced the air and made a hissing sound.

Shen Lingyuan evaded sideways, and at the same time drew his sword out of its sheath.The edge of Yongri's sword slashed close to his face, but it didn't touch a corner of his clothes.

Qing Yu couldn't make a cut, Shen wrist turned over the sword, and changed the cut to stab.Shen Lingyuan couldn't resist, and pressed his palm on Yong Zhoujian's body, so light that it seemed weightless, and flew up.

The eyes of the two collided, and they broke up again.

With a flick of Yong Zhou's sword tip, Shen Lingyuan turned and fell.

All the disciples in the stands let out a "wow".

Immortals fight, if you don't understand, "wow" is right.

Qing Yu swung seven or eight swords in succession, each of which contained powerful spiritual power.

The sword has not arrived, but the sword energy has arrived.Shen Lingyuan could only feel the heat wave blowing towards his face, as if a fire was starting in front of his eyes.He raised his wrist and swung his sword, and Kun Wu swept out, with majestic spiritual power, smashing away Yong Zhou's sword energy.

Qing Yu frowned slightly.

Holding the sword in both hands, she rushed to Shen Lingyuan in an instant, and slashed the sword fiercely at a very close distance.

Shen Lingyuan raised Kunwu, held the sword, and the red Yongri hit the black Kunwu, making a clanging sound, and little sparks flew.

Yong Ri brushed against the tip of his nose, because of the scorching heat, the tip of the sword even looked distorted and blurred.

The figures of the two were very fast, and the disciples with lower cultivation could not even see their movements clearly. They only saw a group of red shadows and a group of blue shadows, sometimes entangled and sometimes passing by each other. From above, I could see more clearly: Senior Sister Qingyu drew her sword extremely fast, slashing and slashing repeatedly, and the sword energy was extremely strong, Senior Brother Shen could only dodge and parry, without even a chance to switch from defense to attack.

I heard that Senior Sister Qingyu is the No.1 among Danxiao's disciples, while Danxiao Peak ignores everything and studies the way of swordsmanship. The senior sisters and sisters in the peak are very skilled in swordsmanship.What's more, Senior Sister Qing Yu is in the middle stage of Golden Core, and Senior Brother Shen is in the early stage of Golden Core. The difference in realm means the difference in spiritual power. This is an indisputable fact.

Is Senior Brother Shen about to fail?

Kind of a pity.

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