Chapter 121 Fighting Competition

Five days later, in the morning, the Qinghua Mountain Heroes Conference officially began.

The Heroes Conference is actually a martial arts competition in which the leader of Qinghua Mountain City is challenged by force.

The venue of this conference is set in a valley called "Stubborn Stone Valley" in Qinghua Mountain. This valley is wide and flat, with hard and smooth rocks on the surface, surrounded by large and small mountains. The so-called arena is a large empty space in the center of the valley. There is no special artificial arena, but a large number of defensive formations are set up on the edge of the valley to avoid harming innocent people.

Qinghua Mountain issued a special notice for this martial arts competition three days ago. There are a total of six people participating in this martial arts competition. The three people on the defending side are Xuan Dao Ren, Fat Tou Tuo and Ghost Big Mouth, who were originally ranked second, third and fourth. The three people on the attacking side are Xu Yang, Bai Muhua and Bai Mujin.

As soon as this news was released, it exploded among the disciples of Qinghua Mountain. Early in the morning, the leaders and disciples of Qinghua Mountain swarmed to the competition site. The hillsides on all four sides of "Wanshi Valley" were crowded with people.

"I wonder who the three people who participated in the challenge this time are."

"I heard that these three people are from the Northern Region."

"It has been a long time since anyone from outside entered Xiaoxianjie. If I can get out from here, I really want to see what the Northern Region looks like."

"It is rare for three people to challenge at the same time."

"Xuan Dao Ren, Fat Tou Tuo and Ghost Big Mouth are also well-known in the entire Xiaoxianjie. It may not be easy for these three newcomers to win."

The crowd was talking.

On the hillside in front of Wanshi Valley, more than a dozen red flags stood in the wind. The words "Qinghua Mountain" or "Night" were written on the flags. Seven wide chairs were neatly arranged under the big flag. On the tiger-head throne in the middle sat Ye Tu himself. On the other six chairs on the left and right sat Xuan Dao Ren, Fat Toutuo, Ghost Big Mouth, Yu Fozi, Jing Dao Ren and Leng Dao Ren.

"Report to the city lord, the venue and defense formation for this competition have been prepared." A cloth-clad attendant came down and knelt on one knee and said loudly.

"Let's start." Ye Tu said.

The attendant quickly retreated.

A messenger next to him took out a dark blue square flag with the word "Wu" written in capital letters on it. The messenger waved the "Wu" flag in his hand, and the originally noisy crowd on the hillside of "Wanshi Valley" suddenly quieted down.

"Please ask the challenger to come forward." The deacon of the conference said loudly.

At this time, a man strode forward, dressed in a light green long gown, with confidence on his handsome face. It was Xu Yang.

"Please tell me your name, challenger." The deacon said.

"Challenger Xu Yang."

"Which leader are you challenging?"

Xu Yang looked at the people sitting on the chairs opposite. In addition to Ye Tu, Leng Dao Ren, Jing Dao Ren and Yu Fozi, there were three more people.

Xuan Dao Ren wore a loose black Taoist robe, had white hair and silver beard, and his eyes were slightly closed. He sat on the chair with a look of disdain. Fat Monk wore a loose gray monk's robe, had a fat head and big ears, and exposed his breasts. He tapped his belly with one finger from time to time, unable to hide his nervousness. Ghost Big Mouth was dressed in blue clothes and pants, crossed his legs, and picked his back teeth unscrupulously with a toothpick in one hand, with his mouth wide open to his ears.

Xu Yang's eyes stopped on Xuan Dao Ren, and he said loudly with an expressionless face: "I want to challenge the leader of Xuan Dao Ren."

Hearing that Xu Yang wanted to challenge him, Xuan Dao Ren, who had been sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at Xu Yang with a knife-like gaze. He snorted lightly, stood up from the chair, and put his right hand wide sleeve behind his back.

He said loudly: "I am willing to accept the challenge."

"Please enter the venue!" The deacon said in a loud voice.

Xuan Dao Ren never looked at Xu Yang again, and walked straight past Xu Yang. His figure swayed and soared into the air. His wide black Taoist robe fluttered, like a black crane with wings spread, floating down the hillside, and a few rises and falls arrived in the center of the valley.

"What a graceful body movement!"

"You are worthy of being the second in command."

"Old but strong."

There was a burst of praise from the crowd.

Xu Yang smiled slightly, held his head high, and walked down the hillside step by step without hurrying.

On the hillside, there was still a long distance from the center of the valley. Xu Yang walked slowly with one step.

"He walks like a weak scholar."

"This person doesn't seem to have any real skills."

"He still looks too young."

"Are the cultivators from the Northern Territory just like this?"

"You want to challenge Xuan Dao Ren just like this? You are simply overestimating yourself."

Most of the people watching gave a derogatory evaluation of Xu Yang's appearance.

"This person is so calm at a young age. Xuan Dao Ren will definitely underestimate the enemy and suffer the consequences." Ye Tu, who was sitting on the throne, looked at Xu Yang's back and praised him in his heart.

Watching Xu Yang slowly walk to the opposite side of him, Xuan Dao Ren was obviously a little impatient.

He glared and said with contempt: "Arrogant young man, this day next year will be your death anniversary."

Xu Yang was not angry either. He smiled and replied: "Last year, someone said this to me. Now this person's grave is full of weeds."

With one sentence, Xuan Dao Ren was so angry that the silver beard on his chin curled up.

"You! You! You are such an arrogant brat!"

The Taoist Xuan quickly raised his magical power, and the pressure around him exploded like a burning gunpowder barrel. His beard and hair flew backwards, and his wide Taoist robe hissed.

With a "clang", a three-foot Taoist sword jumped out of the black sword box on his back. The sword body flashed with silver light, and circles of white spiritual patterns swung out from the sword body. An unparalleled chill covered it, like the beginning of winter. In an instant, a thin layer of frost formed on the ground under his feet.

"Xuanjian Cold Sky Slash!"

The Taoist Xuan pointed at Xu Yang on the opposite side with one hand. The Taoist sword in the air made a "hum" sound and broke through the air and slashed down.

The Taoist sword was surging, and a wisp of cold air was thrown out from the tail of the sword, like a comet across the sky, and the momentum was extremely shocking.

This Taoist Xuan was really angry with Xu Yang's words just now. The first move was a famous secret skill, but because of the hasty move, this move did not exert its full power.

Xu Yang was well prepared. He silently recited the mantra of Fire Wings Chasing the Wind in his heart. A pair of red wings rolled up behind him, and a flash of fire flashed behind him. He flew backwards.

Xu Yang flew backwards very fast, but the Dao sword flying from the opposite side was three times faster. The sharp sword tip was getting closer and closer to Xu Yang's chest, five meters, three meters, one meter, and it was within reach.

At this moment, Xu Yang narrowed his eyes, spread out his five fingers on his right hand, and grabbed the incoming sword tip. A golden ghost claw burning with black flames suddenly appeared out of thin air. A black vortex in the center of the ghost claw sucked in the spiritual power in the void like a black hole.

It was not known whether the ghost claw grabbed the flying sword tip or the flying Dao sword pierced the ghost claw's palm.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

As soon as the two came into contact, a series of harsh sounds were emitted. The originally straight sword body began to rotate rapidly in the direction of the vortex in the ghost claw's palm, and the Dao sword's forward momentum was paused. Then, a round-headed, earth-golden ghost baby jumped out of the ghost claw. It dragged a long golden flame tail around the sword of the Dao Sword, and the cold icy true energy on the sword was instantly swallowed by the ghost baby. The wisp of manic cold air at the tail of the sword also became sluggish, and the power of this move was immediately lost by half.

Xu Yang's move combined the Flame Spirit Palm of the Five Elements Flame Art and the Netherworld Ghost Claw, a secret technique of the Netherworld Fire Art. The power of the move and the two styles are even greater.

Xuan Daoren only felt that the connection between his consciousness and the Dao Sword was instantly cut off, and he secretly cried out in his heart that it was not good.

"Dangclang!"

The Dao Sword flipped backwards and fell to the ground. The originally silver and bright sword tip now became dark and blurred, and the spiritual energy was extremely weak.

The power of the Netherworld Ghost Claw is to taint the opponent's weapon with the power of the Netherworld and cut off the connection between the weapon and the owner's consciousness in a short period of time.

Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang's fire wings spread out fiercely, and in a ball of fire, he did not retreat but advanced. The golden ghost claw burning with black flames on his palm was not far from Xuan Dao Ren in a blink of an eye.

In a hurry, Xuan Dao Ren raised his right hand, and a silver light flew out of his hand. Looking closely, it turned out to be a small silver ball with a metallic luster. The ball was only the size of a walnut, but its speed was amazing.

"Boom!"

The silver ball hit the ghost claw and exploded. It was like a snow mountain exploded in the void, and the space within a few feet around suddenly became as cold as winter.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

A layer of ice crystals visible to the naked eye quickly covered the surface of the ghost claw of the netherworld. The rolling cold air raised ice mist and ice crystals in the air, instantly covering a large area of ​​space, and Xu Yang's figure was gradually covered in it.

The silver ball was Xuan Dao Ren's unique hidden weapon - Binghanzi, which sealed a huge amount of icy power.

Bai Mujin, who was in the crowd in the stands, saw this and couldn't help sweating in her palms, but she still believed in her heart that there was nothing that "Xiaoxian" Xu Yang couldn't do. If you love someone deeply, you will believe in him and support him without reason.

The plot turned too fast, and the gang members watching on the hillside were stunned by this scene. Everyone stared at the large snow fog.

At this moment, in the rolling cold air, a golden figure flashed, and Xu Yang flew out, with a three-legged golden crow flashing around him, like a divine soldier from heaven. The original ghost claw of the underworld has disappeared, and there is a golden flying knife in his hand.

"Hundred Steps Zen Kill!"

Before Xuan Daoren could raise his smiling mouth corners in joy of his successful sneak attack with Han Bingzi, the extremely sharp golden winged flying knife had already coldly crossed Xuan Daoren's neck.

Xuan Daoist's heart was like a frost in an ice cellar, three times colder than the lingering chill in the void. He didn't even dare to breathe, and squeezed out three words from the corner of his mouth: "I admit defeat!"

"Thank you!"

Xu Yang took back the hand holding the Golden Wing Flying Knife, and then clasped his fist towards Xuan Daoist.

The fight between the two lasted only a few breaths, and after many twists and turns, Xu Yang won.

"Wow!" There was an uproar on the hillside, and cheers came one after another.

"What kind of moves did Master Xu perform just now that could survive Xuan Daoist Bing Hanzi's sneak attack without any damage."

"It's so exciting."

"This new second-in-command is really a young hero."

"Don't judge a person by his appearance, he is very capable."

"You are worthy of being a cultivator from the Northern Territory."

...

Xu Yang looked calm, and still walked back to the hillside from the bottom of the valley step by step.

At this time, Xuan Dao Ren was like a defeated rooster, with his head drooped, sighing, and following Xu Yang step by step back to the front of the leaders on the hillside.

"The new second in command, Master Xu Yang."

As the deacon of the competition announced loudly, cheers like a tsunami came from the hillside again.

The deacon of the competition waved the blue flag in his hand again, and the hillside became quiet.

"Congratulations to Brother Xu for the successful challenge. Please take a seat." Ye Tu said with a smile, as if all this was expected.

Xu Yang clasped his fists towards the leaders on the chairs opposite him, and sat down generously on the original seat of Xuan Daoist.

Leng Daoist, Yu Fozi, and Jing Daoist all nodded to Xu Yang. Fat Tuo looked at Xu Yang with awe, and his fingers on his big belly kept flicking, as if he was more nervous about the challenge he was about to face. Ghost Big Mouth beside him also put away his legs and kept silent.