C183 Duel
C183 Duel
"Master." Zhao Xin bowed and clasped his hands.
The master of Pleasant Pavilion nodded and said, "Take this thing. If you are in danger of dying in the arena, activate the Celestial Power and use it."
Then he handed Zhao Xin a palm-sized piece of iron. It looked like a piece of broken iron, and there were some mysterious and obscure inscriptions carved on it.
As for the inscriptions, he could not understand them.
Zhao Xin took the piece of iron and said respectfully, "Thank you for your concern, Pavilion Master."
Guo Miaorui nodded and left. She turned around and left after saying a few words.
"Hu Er, you have to treat her well. This child has no friends."
This sentence stunned Zhao Xin. Could it be that the pavilion master knew about his relationship with Hu Er? There was no reason for him to know. Hu Er confessed? That was even more impossible.
Zhao Xin came to the martial arts field with suspicion. At this moment, the martial arts field was filled with people, and it was crowded with people.
"Sigh, our team lost their horses in the first round of training."
"Then you guys have no chance to participate in the next round?"
"Does that mean your team is qualified?"
That person nodded his head proudly, attracting the envious gazes of the surrounding disciples.
As soon as he arrived at the edge of the training field, he saw Wang Hu and the others, as if they were waiting for him here.
And this time, Su Xiaoyue was also among them, seemingly very close to Wang Hu. It seemed that Su Xiaoyue did not dislike Wang Hu either.
Zhao Xin went forward and smiled, "Congratulations to Junior Sister Su and Senior Brother Wang. I wish you two a hundred years of good union and have a son early."
Wang Hu touched the back of his head honestly and looked at Su Xiaoyue. "I have to thank Junior Brother Long for all of this. Without you, I, Wang Hu, would not have today."
"How could I? Fate is destined. What is destined to be yours will always be yours."
"Haha, I never thought Junior Brother Long would believe in heaven."
"I don't believe in the heavens, but I firmly believe that the heavens will one day kneel under my feet."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Gu Changjian appear on the judges' seats and clenched his fists.
Gu Changjian also noticed Zhao Xin. He smiled at Zhao Xin, as if victory was within his grasp.
Very quickly,
Zhang Chen and the other elders appeared on the judges' platform and sat down.
The noisy training field immediately quieted down, and they all looked at the people on the platform.
"I didn't expect that all the elders of this year's second round of the trial would be present."
"It's a rare sight."
"Could it be that something big is about to happen?"
The second round of the trial was a single person's strength test.
There were a total of 20 arenas. Every disciple who was qualified to participate in the second round would obtain a number, and they would find an arena and their opponent according to the number.
The victor could participate in the next round, and the loser would naturally lose the opportunity to participate in the next round.
There were only 20 spots to participate in the third round.
Out of the thousands of disciples, twenty of the most powerful would be selected to participate in the next round, and the survival of the fittest would be decided.
Zhao Xin was well aware of this principle.
After the referee announced the rules once, he distributed a number to each disciple.
Zhao Xin didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky, but he drew 18. Gu Changjian, who was sitting on the judges' seat, looked at Zhao Xin who was walking towards the 18th ring, and a cold smile appeared on his face.
As soon as Zhao Xin stepped onto the 18th ring, a system notification sounded in his mind.
Ding! Congratulations to host for triggering the S- mandatory mission, obtaining first place in the 12th pavilion competition.
Mission reward: 30 million experience points, 700,000 Immortal Qi, 3,000,000 Spirit Stone, full set of Storm Armor, one Grade A All Attribute Gem.
Mission penalty: Death.
Mission Time: Three days
Task Related Tip: If you want to complete the task of punishing the Mount Hua Sect, you must obtain first place.
Zhao Xin was slightly stunned when he heard this. There was actually a mission related prompt.
As for the task of punishing the Mount Hua Sect, it was Xu Qichen's request.
Mission name: Xu Qichen's request to reorganize the Mount Hua Sect.
Time of task: Not limited.
Mission Level: S
Quest Reward: 50 million experience points, 3 million Immortal Qi, 12 million Spiritual Energy. Hua Shan secret realm's last clue. Obtained Silver Dragon Blade quest clue. Obtained Critical Strike Gem. Obtained
Mission Punishment: Deducting the host's 1300 years of life. Deducting one of the host's bodily functions. Deducting the host's level 30.
As soon as Zhao Xin stepped onto the stage, a handsome and handsome cultivator, who was wearing a green robe and holding a sword, gently landed on the stage.
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The young man stretched out his hand and smiled, causing Zhao Xin to have goosebumps all over the floor. He thought to himself, Could this guy be bent?
The young man bowed towards Zhao Xin and said, "Xu Fei, you have entered the third level of the Spirit realm and have the bloodline of the Thunder Sword. Please advise."
Zhao Xin returned the salute. "Long Yunxin, enter the second level of the Spirit realm, Azure Dragon Bloodline, please advise."
The two cupped their fists and faced each other.
Suddenly, the young man took the initiative to attack. He pulled out his long sword, and a white light shot out.
Zhao Xin was startled. He summoned his Devouring Immortal Blade to block the white beam.
After the white beam, the young man followed closely behind and stabbed his sword towards Zhao Xin's abdomen.
Zhao Xin used his sword to block the attack.
Suddenly, the corner of Xu Fei's mouth raised slightly, and he revealed a smile that showed he had succeeded in his scheme. With a twist of his hands, a long sword suddenly split into two long swords and pierced towards Zhao Xin's heart.
Every move was fatal, and it was a form of soul urging!
The two long swords carried a strong power of thunder and lightning, and before the Thunder Sword could hit Zhao Xin, he already felt his body go numb.
A Thunder Sword rolled up thousands of layers of snow, as if the surrounding Spiritual Energy was following him like a shadow. Xu Fei tilted his body and charged towards Zhao Xin.
It was majestic and magnificent.
The lightning sword was cold. Wherever it passed, several lightning scars appeared on the arena.
The two long swords clashed, and the lightning sword was dazzling.
Zhao Xin, who had just dodged the attack, froze. He thought to himself, Not good. He retreated several times, pushing himself to the edge of the arena. There was no way for him to retreat.
"Azure Dragon Bloodline!"
"Asura Slash!"
A scarlet saber light burst forth, condensing in the air to meet the Thunder Sword. The mighty Azure Dragon Phantom appeared above his head.
"This man is really miserable. He actually met senior disciple Xu Fei. Tsk tsk, he's definitely going to lose."
"Senior Brother Xu Fei's lightning sword bloodline is incomparably powerful. I heard that his lightning sword bloodline is a variant bloodline. In short, it's ridiculously powerful. Otherwise, he wouldn't be the Second Elder's personal disciple."
"That's not necessarily true. Although senior brother Xu Fei is strong, senior brother Xu Fei's opponent isn't weak either. Senior disciple Long Yunxin had recently become famous. He had killed senior disciple Chang Qing and countered the Third Elder's all-out attack. Black Wind Tunnel has lived for three days and has come out safe and sound. "
All of a sudden, the eyes of a man beside him lit up, and his face was filled with admiration.
Everyone was startled and turned their heads to look at Zhao Xin. They had never thought that he would be the famous Long Yunxin. Any one of his achievements would be enough to look down on everyone.
Many of them started to worry about whether Xu Fei could win or not.
On the arena.
A long sword flew out of his hand and fell outside the arena. Xu Fei's right hand trembled and his palm cracked. He unwillingly lowered his head and said, "I lost."
Zhao Xin gently stepped on the edge of the ring. He was secretly shocked. It was a close victory!
Xu Fei's Sword Qi had almost defeated him.
The violent Spiritual Energy on the arena slowly calmed down. Zhao Xin stood with his saber in hand, looking extremely domineering.
After that.
He pointed his wrist at Gu Changjian and raised his middle finger with his left hand.
Gu Changjian's expression changed slightly and pretended not to see it.
"It seems like the Third Elder has a deep grudge with Senior Brother Long Yunxin."
"En, it seems like these two will fight one day."
Xu Fei walked down from the arena, picked up his long sword, and left.
How could Zhao Xin not know that the number 18 he drew was definitely Gu Changjian's doing in secret, and Xu Fei was definitely not the main character.
Gu Changjian wanted to send people to fight in rounds to exhaust his stamina, and then finally send out the most powerful character. How insidious.
After Xu Fei, there were many disciples whose strength was comparable to a direct disciple. Each one of them was a little difficult to deal with.
Gu Changjian looked at Zhao Xin from the judges' seats and said with a cold smile, "Fighting with me, you are still young for a few years. Today, you are dead for sure."
[Zhengwen]