C40 Experts Are as Numerous as Clouds
C40 Experts Are as Numerous as Clouds
"Seventh level Essence Martial Stage!" Lu Yun gritted his teeth under the arena, "In less than a month's time, my realm has jumped two levels in a row. Why can't I get Elder Hee's favor?"
Lu Yun attributed the sudden increase in Wang Hao's realm to Elder Hee's guidance. He did not want to believe that this was the result of Wang Hao's hard work in cultivation.
"But even so, I will not let you take away my ranking!"
A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Lu Yun's eyes. He touched the Essence Ring on his finger. There was something important in it that could defeat Wang Hao!
He thought of the person who gave him this item and reminded himself. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Wang Hao, you are the one who stopped me from advancing to the inner sect. Don't blame me for taking your life!"
On the other side of the arena, there was another person with an extremely ugly expression. Lee Feng looked at Elder Zhao, who had a proud look on his face, and said hatefully, "Zhao Wujian, what you are doing is against the rules of the sect, right?"
Elder Zhao said sarcastically, "This Myriad Sword Returning is a martial skill that I created myself. It is not under the sect's control. I will teach it to whoever I want to teach it to."
Lee Feng almost vomited blood after being refuted by Elder Zhao. Of course, he knew that Elder Zhao was qualified to teach the Myriad Sword Returning to anyone, but he didn't want Wang Hao to learn it!
The higher the talent and value Wang Hao displayed, the lower the possibility of him killing Wang Hao to avenge Lee Yuan!
"Fortunately, I have already made arrangements. Wang Hao, you won't survive this competition!"
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The competition continued. The second round of the competition was in the afternoon, but Wang Hao still did not intend to leave to rest. He was waiting for another person's competition.
"Boss, I just asked Elder Lin Ting secretly. The next match should be Senior Muer's match."
Wang Hao nodded. His feelings for Zhao Muer had been exposed by Elder Zhao, so he gladly accepted it and did not dodge anymore.
As expected, Lin Ting announced the next match. "The thirty-seventh match of the first round, Zhao Muer against Xu Zhi!"
Hearing Zhao Muer's name, the surrounding disciples cheered. Only then did Wang Hao realize how popular Zhao Muer was among the Outer Sect and the registered disciples.
Zhao Muer walked onto the stage with a cold face, like a cold beauty.
Jia Houwei sighed, "Indeed, only when you are with boss will senior sister Muer be as passionate as fire. Other times, she will still be the 'witch' that people love and fear!"
On the stage, Zhao Muer's opponent, Xu Zhi, was also very surprised. His opponent was actually the 'witch' Zhao Muer. He smiled bitterly. It seemed that this year's competition could only stop here.
Xu Zhi was also straightforward. He cupped his hands towards Zhao Muer. " Senior Muer, I am not a match for you, but if he jumps down just like this, he will not be able to get over it. Senior sister, please be gentle when you make your move later. Don't make Junior Brother too embarrassed. "
Zhao Muer's expression did not change and only lightly nodded her head. Xu Zhi was overjoyed in his heart. If he was beaten up badly by senior sister Muer, wouldn't he be mocked to death by others for the next year? Luckily senior sister Muer agreed to let him go.
Xu Zhi's words were naturally heard by the disciples below the stage. Countless boos sounded and Xu Zhi pretended not to hear it.
"Xu Zhi, can you do it or not? If not, let me fight senior sister Muer!" Someone jeered. Senior sister Zhao Muer was the goddess in everyone's heart. To be able to fight a goddess, even if she was beaten into a pig head, he would still admit it.
Everyone laughed in unison. Zhao Muer coldly swept across the audience below the stage. The people below the stage who were jeering instantly became silent.
In the distance, there was a girl who looked at Zhao Muer's popularity. She could not help but say sourly, "As a woman, I have to admit that Zhao Muer is indeed beautiful. She could barely match up to Brother Jing. Unfortunately, she followed that Wang Hao. She really is a good flower. "
" Lin Rui, didn't you always think that only you could match up to Brother Jing? "
Being exposed, Lin Rui flew into a rage out of humiliation, "Zhang Loong, do you deserve a beating again? I don't mind loosening your skin!"
Zhang Loong shrugged. "Angry from embarrassment? You should give up on your plan to seduce Brother Jing. It's not like you don't know that Brother Jing is infatuated with Senior Sister Lau Xuan."
Lin Rui's face immediately darkened when she heard the words Senior Sister Lau Xuan from Zhang Loong. She still had the heart to compete with Zhao Muer, but when faced with that Zhu Lau Xuan who had the appearance of a country that could bring disaster to the people and the strength that no one could match, she was like a grass by the river, totally incomparable.
Hearing the quarrel between the two, Jing Tian had no choice but to stop them, "The two of you, stop arguing. Who saw Lu Yun?"
Zhang Loong pointed in the direction of the ring, "I saw him finish the competition just now, so he stayed below the stage. He probably wants to see Wang Hao's competition."
Jing Tian sighed and did not say anything. With Lu Yun's strength, this was Lu Yun's original plan. However, the disappearance of Wang Mang had given him hope to break through to the inner circle this year!
However, Lee Yuan and Wang Hao who had appeared one after another had shattered Wang Mang's hope. Once the hope was established and broken again, it would easily become an obsession. This was what Lu Yun looked like now.
Jing Tian did not think highly of Lu Yun. He had also seen the life-and-death battle between Wang Hao and Lee Yuan. Although Wang Hao's strength was not as strong as his, it was still a mountain that Lu Yun could not cross.
"Meeting some setbacks might be a form of motivation for him. I hope that Lu Yun will be stimulated and become stronger!"
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On the arena, Xu Zhi was already prepared to fight. He knew that he was not Zhao Muer's match, but he still wanted to perform well. After all, not everyone had the fortune to fight on the same stage as the goddess!
"The competition begins!" As soon as Elder Lin Ting finished speaking, Xu Zhi launched his attack.
"Senior Muer, I apologize for offending you!"
The Profound Artifact in Xu Zhi's hands were two short knives. The blades were as thin as cicada's wings, but they shone with a sharp, cold light.
"The dual knives, Xu Zhi, can be considered a high level disciple in the Outer Sect. Unfortunately, he met Zhao Muer." Lin Ting shook his head secretly. Although the elders had tried their best to separate the powerful disciples, they would not let them fight too early, but there would always be some disciples with good skills. It was hard to escape misfortune.
"Wind Blade Slash!"
Xu Zhi waved the two blades in his hands. The blades cut through the air and formed a sharp blade energy that slashed at Zhao Muer from all angles.
"Ha!"
Zhao Muer shouted and the golden longbow appeared in her hands. Her body rotated 360 degrees and shattered all the blade energy with the longbow.
Of course, Xu Zhi knew that ordinary blade attacks were useless against Zhao Muer. The reason he did this was to delay Zhao Muer's reaction time. The moment the blade energy was released, he rushed towards Zhao Muer at the fastest speed.
Zhao Muer used bow and arrows and was not good at close combat!
Xu Zhi was confident that as long as he could get close to Zhao Muer, the gap between the two of them would be infinitely close. Even if he lost in the end, he would definitely make Zhao Muer panic for a while!
After Zhao Muer shattered all the blade qi, Xu Zhi had already arrived in front of her. However, Xu Zhi did not see any panic in Zhao Muer's eyes!
Xu Zhi's heart tightened. An idea emerged in his heart. Zhao Muer deliberately let him get close!
This sudden thought made Xu Zhi panic. However, he had no way out. Zhao Muer was right in front of him. Even if he deliberately withdrew his strength, it was already too late!
"Wave Slash!"
Xu Zhi slashed with both blades at the same time. He shouted in his heart, "Block! Block! Block!" If Zhao Muer blocked his attack, then his previous guess would have been too much.
Perhaps the heavens heard the shout in Xu Zhi's heart and Zhao Muer really blocked it. However, Xu Zhi was not happy at all. He clearly saw it. At the same time Zhao Muer held the bow in her left hand to block his attack, her right fist... It was aimed at his face!
Zhao Muer's fist was very small and the power contained within it made Xu Zhi tremble in fear. He was sure that if he did not block this punch, his nose would definitely cave in!
Xu Zhi's heart was in a mess. Didn't everyone say that Zhao Muer's close combat ability was very weak? This posture, this reaction speed, and adaptability were obviously close combat experts!
Xu Zhi made a prompt decision and immediately abandoned the knife in his hand. He forcefully waved his palm and blocked in front of Zhao Muer's fist.
"Bang!"
Zhao Muer's fist exploded with shocking power. Xu Zhi's body flew into the air and fell off the stage.
Falling off the stage did not mean that he had lost. However, Xu Zhi quickly got up and admitted defeat. "Senior Muer is powerful. Xu Zhi is no match for her. He admitted defeat!"
Xu Zhi did not dare to not admit defeat. His hand bone was almost broken by Zhao Muer. If he continued, he would be beaten like a drowning dog.
Xu Zhi cried bitterly in his heart, "Didn't we agree not to embarrass me? What happened to the trust between people..."
Zhao Muer won and received cheers from the surrounding disciples. Zhao Muer turned around and got off the stage with a cold expression. She was still that ice cold beauty.
Wang Hao rubbed his nose. Luckily Zhao Muer did not look like this in front of him. Otherwise, he would not be able to bear it.
"Let's go, fatty. Call Muer and we will go to eat together."
Wang Hao was about to leave, but was stopped by Jia Houwei. "Boss, don't be in a hurry to leave. It is going to be Jing Tian's competition soon!"
Hearing Jing Tian's name, Wang Hao chose to stay. Although the top six of Outer Sect Competition would be promoted to the inner circle, each of them would receive different rewards. If they could get first place, Wang Hao would not be second!
Just like what the fat man said, it was Jing Tian's competition after a few rounds.
"The forty-fourth group competition of the first round. Jing Tian against Xia Lei!"
The surrounding disciples became excited when they heard it was Jing Tian's match. Many of them were waiting for the end of the match. Jing Tian's match!
As the number one disciple of this year's Outer Sect, Jing Tian had received the attention of countless people.
Wang Hao saw Jing Tian. He was handsome and had an extraordinary temperament. From head to toe, he exuded the demeanor of a son from a wealthy family.
"Jing Tian! Jing Tian! I love you!"
An excited female voice came from the crowd, causing everyone to burst into laughter. It was as if Zhao Muer was the goddess in the hearts of the male disciples of Outer Sect, and Jing Tian was the prince charming in the hearts of the female disciples of Outer Sect.
Lin Rui pouted on the side. She was the one who knew Jing Tian the earliest, so why hadn't she succeeded yet?
Jing Tian stood in the arena with a calm expression but Xia Lei, who was standing opposite him, had a bitter look on his face.
Anyone who met the number one person of Outer Sect in the first round of the competition would probably not be happy. After all, no one wanted to play in the first round of the competition.
"Big Brother Jing Tian, please show mercy!" Jing Tian nodded, "I'll let you have three moves!"
Xia Lei did not feel insulted at all when he heard Jing Tian's words. If Jing Tian attacked with all his strength, he would not be able to withstand even half a move with his own strength.
"Let the competition begin!"
Xia Lei took a deep breath and said to Jing Tian, "Big Brother Jing Tian, I apologize for offending you!"
Xia Lei was not in a hurry to attack. He stood where he was and started gathering elemental energy.
Jing Tian stood where he was and did not move. He looked at Xia Lei with a faint smile in his eyes.
"Ha! Howling Wolf Fist!"
Xia Lei threw a punch at Jing Tian. The punch was like a gust of wind, with the sound of a wolf howling.
"Boom!"
Xia Lei's fist smashed into Jing Tian's chest in front of everyone's eyes. A powerful force exploded and the atmosphere in the ring turned solemn.
However, Jing Tian still looked calm and relaxed. He did not change his expression at all because of Xia Lei's attack.
Xia Lei took a deep breath. This Howling Wolf Fist was a seventh grade Yellow Rank martial skill. He had used it very purely. He could make a dent even when faced with black iron. But when it hit Jing Tian's chest, it was as if all the power had sunk into the ocean!
"Again!"
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Xia Lei was furious and punched again. The elemental energy he used this time was even stronger but it was still the same as before.
"Again!"
Xia Lei did not believe that his all-out attack would make Jing Tian unable to take even half a step back!
This time, Xia Lei threw his fists at Jing Tian's chest at the same time.
"Boom!"
The heavy impact reverberated in the air above the arena and many people broke out in a cold sweat for Jing Tian. However, reality proved that they did not need to worry.
Jing Tian still had a smile on his face and did not take half a step back. Xia Lei retracted his elemental energy and his expression was blank. After a long while, he said bitterly, "Big Brother Jing Tian is indeed the number one person in Outer Sect. I, Xia Lei, am convinced!"
Jing Tian comforted him, "You've only been in Outer Sect for a year. Work hard and you still have a chance of advancing to the inner sect."
"Thank you, Big Brother Jing Tian, for comforting me. I, Xia Lei, will work hard!"
Xia Lei admitted defeat and Jing Tian advanced to the next round as expected.
Wang Hao watched Jing Tian's performance from below the ring and he felt excited.
The Outer Sect Competition was filled with experts. He longed for a battle!