Chapter 520

Lunch was sumptuous.

Luo Qingzhou and others were eating and chatting about the morning competition.

Chu Xiaoxiao kept chattering.

After a while.

Zhang Yuanshan asked: "In the competition this afternoon, do any of the four of you want to challenge the mid-level martial artist?"

When Chu Xiaoxiao heard this, he immediately shook his head: "I definitely can't do it."

Nie Yunrong also shook his head: "Neither can I."

Sister Dao hesitated for a moment and then said: "I'm afraid I can't do it either. I only found out when I competed on stage today that I still lack some actual combat experience. The early stage competition with the martial arts master was a bit difficult, how can I dare to challenge the martial arts master in the middle stage."

Luo Qingzhou said: "I watched Senior Sister Dao's competition this morning, and she was still very good."

When Sister Dao heard this, she thought of how he shouted "Senior Sister Long Legs" in the audience during the competition in the morning. She immediately glared at him and said angrily: "Compared with Junior Brother Chu, Long Legs, that's far behind. In the afternoon, we have to watch the wonderful performance of the long-legged Junior Brother Chu.”

As he said that, the foot under the table stepped on him hard.

The corners of Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched and he did not dare to say anything anymore.

At this time, Zhou Boyue suddenly said with some embarrassment: "I... want to go on stage and try it out this afternoon."

As soon as he said this, several people looked at him in surprise.

Luo Qingzhou immediately said: "Bo Yue, I support you. I also watched your competition in the morning. You defeated opponents of the same level with ease, and you must have reservations. You can go on stage in the afternoon to challenge the disciples of the mid-level martial arts. When the time comes to get a good ranking, you will get more training resources. Of course, our Kyoto branch's score will be higher, and the master will have more face."

Zhang Yuanshan on the side also nodded and said: "Fifth Junior Brother, I watched every single one of your competitions in the morning. You do have the strength to challenge the disciples of the middle martial arts masters. You can give it a try this afternoon. Even if it doesn't work, just admit defeat. No. Shameful."

Sister Dao and the others immediately started encouraging.

When Zhou Boyue heard the encouragement from several people, his heart warmed up, and then he made up his mind and said, "Well, then I'll try on stage this afternoon."

While several people were talking, Sun Jiang came back in a daze, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Master, have you eaten?"

The six people stood up quickly.

Chu Xiaoxiao diligently moved the chair and placed it in front of the table.

Sun Jiang glanced at a few people and stared at Luo Qingzhou, but quickly took it back, sat down at the table, and said, "Not yet."

Sister Dao quickly brought him clean dishes and chopsticks.

"Everyone, please sit down."

A kind and kind smile appeared on Sun Jiang's face, and he looked at someone again.

Sister Dao saw that he was worried and asked: "Master, what did that disciple come to you for just now?"

Sun Jiang picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and said, "It's okay, I just had a few casual chats."

Nie Yunrong asked cautiously: "Master, is it because of our division of rudders in Kyoto? Did Uncle Jin file a complaint?"

Sun Jiang glanced at her and said with a smile: "No, what kind of complaint can he make?"

Then he sneered again and said: "Those disciples he has accepted may not be as good as the disciples I have accepted. The rankings have not been released yet, so it is not certain who will win and who will lose."

After saying that, he reached for the wine bottle, poured himself a glass, then stood up and said with a smile: "I'd like to toast you all to my teacher. I wish you success in today's competition, win glory for yourself, and win face for your teacher!"

Everyone immediately picked up their glasses and stood up.

Luo Qingzhou and the other three had to compete on stage in the afternoon, so they had tea instead of wine.

The seven masters and disciples picked up their wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

A few people were a little strange.

When Master came back just now, he was obviously very worried, but now his mood has improved so quickly, and he seems to be very happy and excited.

"Come on, come on, have another drink."

Sun Jiang picked up the wine glass again and toasted everyone with a smile on his face, as if he suddenly thought of something happy.

Of course he is happy.

Just now in the main hall, the peak masters were vying to please him, saying that they wanted to accept his disciples as their direct disciples. When he first heard the news, his mind was buzzing with shock, and he couldn't react for a while. , thinking everyone was joking with him or deliberately mocking him.

It wasn't until the sect leader spoke that he recovered from the shock and consternation...

At this time, looking at the ordinary-looking, taciturn disciple in front of him, he still felt as if he was dreaming just now.

A mere mid-level martial arts disciple actually provoked several respected peak masters to quarrel and even fight in front of the sect master.

Even the master of Linghu Peak, who had always been cold and aloof from Jian Peak, said that he needed this person.

If the sect leader hadn't come forward to speak, several people would have started fighting on the spot.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

His mind stayed there blank, with no idea what was going on, and no idea how the higher-ups of the sect fell in love with his not-so-outstanding disciple.

He was really confused.

Of course, I am still confused now.

They didn't tell him why, they just said he had to be there.

They also told him not to talk nonsense after coming back, and they would speak on their own after the results came out in the afternoon.

Sun Jiang had never seen anything so absurd and unbelievable in his entire life.

He picked up the wine glass and stared at the opposite side, looking left and right. No matter how he looked, he couldn't see what was so amazing about this kid.

"Ahem, let's compete this afternoon, Yuanshan, Feiyang, are you sure?"

He decided to give it a try.

Zhang Yuanshan said respectfully: "It shouldn't be a problem for me to win the first game. As for where I will be ranked, I can't guarantee it."

Sun Jiang nodded, looked across and said, "Feiyang, what about you? Are you sure?"

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Disciple's first game should be fine. As for the rest, I don't know."

Sun Jiang's eyes flashed and he said, "If you two rank among the top ten, would you dare to challenge those four late-stage martial arts disciples?"

Zhang Yuanshan hesitated for a moment and said, "I dare you, but I'm probably not sure."

Sun Jiang looked to the opposite side again.

Luo Qingzhou said: "If the disciple can enter the top ten in the middle stage of martial arts, he will be very satisfied. As for the disciples who challenge the late stage martial arts disciples, I don't dare to challenge them."

Suddenly there was a burst of laughter from the side.

Sister Dao glanced at him and said, "Chu Feiyang, is there anything else you don't dare to do? Last night you were..."

At this point, she suddenly stopped and said: "If you are afraid of getting hurt, then if you meet them, just admit defeat. But in the mid-term martial arts competition, I think you should be able to enter the top five."

She actually wanted to say that he could definitely challenge the disciples of the late martial arts masters. After all, he defeated Yun Wanrou, the late martial arts masters, last night.

However, she suddenly thought that Luo Changtian from Jin Yiwei was also here. This guy probably didn't want to expose his full strength, so he said he didn't dare.

Sun Jiang glanced at her and said with a smile: "Ling'er, do you think that with Feiyang's strength, you can enter the top five martial arts masters in the mid-term?"

Sister Dao glanced at someone next to her, nodded and said, "It should be no problem."

Luo Qingzhou quickly changed the topic and said: "Master, Bo Yue's competition in the morning was very exciting. He should be among the top five in the early stage of martial arts. He also wants to try in the mid-term competition in the afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Sun Jiang looked at Zhou Boyue with a smile on his face and said, "Okay, then go and try it. Master believes you can go further."

Zhou Boyue said a little cautiously: "Thank you, Master."

Sun Jiang smiled and didn't ask any more questions. He happily picked up the wine glass again and started drinking.

There is almost no suspense in this ranking.

If an inner disciple is born in any branch, the score and ranking will be directly improved, let alone a direct disciple.

He wanted to see the expression on Jin Song's face when the time came.

"Hmph, so what if your female disciple is designated as an inner disciple by Jian Peak? My disciple is being accepted as a direct disciple by various peak masters!"

Thinking of his success, he couldn't help but grin.

Finally, I can feel proud and let out a bad breath.

Zhang Yuanshan and others looked at him in surprise and looked at each other. They didn't know what good thing Master had encountered today, and he was so happy to be like this.

After eating, take a short rest.

Sun Jiang took them out of the house and walked towards the square.

Just then, Jin Song also walked out of the room next to him with eight of his disciples.

When the two sides met, they both had smiles on their faces, but the swords and swords were flashing in their eyes.

"Senior Brother Sun, congratulations."

Jin Song suddenly walked over and said with a smile on his face.

Sun Jiang's heart skipped a beat. He also knew the news?

Unexpectedly, Jin Song smiled and said: "I heard from my disciples that the performance of your disciples this morning was very good. Tsk tsk, it seems that this ranking will not be at the bottom. Congratulations to Senior Brother Sun."

When Sun Jiang heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and sneered, "Junior Brother Jin is disappointed."

Jin Song said with a smile on his face: "What did Senior Brother Sun say? I sincerely congratulate you. By the way, you should have two disciples on stage for the competition in the afternoon, right? Junior Brother, I wish both my nephews a successful start and good success in advance." Ranked."

Sun Jiangpi smiled and said: "No matter how good the ranking is, I can't compare with you, Junior Brother Jin. Your disciple has been designated as an inner disciple by Jianfeng. How can we compare."

Jin Song suddenly laughed and said, "Good luck, just good luck."

The two of them chatted coquettishly and took their disciple to the square.

Luo Qingzhou was thinking about something when Yun Wanrou suddenly came over and said with a gentle smile on her face: "Junior brother Chu, I believe you can definitely enter the top ten this afternoon. If you meet me then, we will Let’s have a good competition between the two of them in the ring.”

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and directly begged for mercy: "Senior Sister Yun, it was my fault last night. If I really encounter Senior Sister Yun in the ring this afternoon, I hope that Senior Sister Yun will show mercy."

Yun Wanrou's eyebrows twitched a few times. She didn't expect that with this guy's ability, he would directly beg for mercy. She froze, but still kept a smile on her face and said: "Junior Brother Chu, there is no need to be modest. Junior Brother Chu, no matter in terms of movement or speed, , and his eyesight are beyond comparison with ordinary warriors. If we really meet in the arena this afternoon, don’t worry, we’ll stop here and I won’t deliberately target Junior Brother Chu because of what happened yesterday.”

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yun."

Yun Wanrou's senior brothers and sisters were also watching and listening, looking at him with a touch of sarcasm and disdain.

He started begging for mercy before he even got on stage, which is simply embarrassing.

A group of people came to the square.

Not long after, many people had gathered in the square.

Those who came to participate in the competition in the afternoon, as well as other disciples, all hurried over.

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Guests from other sects also took their seats in the stands in advance.

In the afternoon, there will be a competition between mid-term martial arts disciples and late-stage martial arts disciples. It will definitely be much more exciting than yesterday and the morning.

After a while, several elders who were hosting the competition also came together.

All the disciples immediately lined up and waited for the draw.

Several elders stood on the stage without speaking, as if waiting for someone.

Soon, several old men and a group of disciples, surrounded by a woman in a red dress, walked onto the stand and sat at the highest point.

The disciples in the square suddenly started talking in low voices with excitement on their faces.

"It's the sect master, Fairy Zixia..."

The guests from other sects also looked over.

While Luo Qingzhou was staring at the red shadow and observing, the elder on the stage suddenly said loudly: "The top ten for the early stage martial arts disciple competition this morning have come out. Now I will start to announce the list. Those whose names are read out, Everyone, come to the front and decide whether to participate in the afternoon drawing competition..."

Zhou Boyue immediately became nervous.

"Liuzhou pilot Yan Fei ranked tenth! Wancheng pilot Zhu Lin ranked ninth...Kyoto pilot Zhou Boyue ranked fourth..."

Upon hearing this ranking, Chu Xiaoxiao and others standing next to Zhou Boyue cheered.

Chu Xiaoxiao said excitedly: "Senior Brother Zhou, you are so awesome, you are ranked fourth!"

Zhou Boyue smiled cautiously and walked forward quickly.

After the elder finished reading the list, he asked the top ten disciples which ones wanted to continue participating in the afternoon competition.

In addition to Zhou Boyue, there are three people who want to participate again.

After the elders registered, they dispersed.

Another half-stick of incense time passed.

The elder climbed back onto the stone platform and began to announce the draw.

Luo Qingzhou, Zhang Yuanshan, Zhou Boyue, and other middle-level martial arts disciples all walked over.

The elder took the list, and every time a name was read, a disciple went up to draw lots.

Luo Qingzhou drew Han Ziyan from Meicheng. Judging from her name, she should be a female disciple, but naturally he would not show mercy to her.

He was definitely going to win this competition.

He glanced at the stage again and found Linghu Qingzhu looking at him. Their eyes met. Linghu Qingzhu's expression was cold, as if he didn't know him.

Luo Qingzhou withdrew his gaze and followed the other disciples to the ring.

There were three arenas in total, and six disciples took the stage first to compete.

The Great Elder Wu Youzi took the list of names drawn and read the names in order.

When the names Chu Feiyang and Han Ziyan were read, Luo Qingzhou and a tall woman holding a spear walked out of the crowd.

The two looked at each other and nodded slightly.

After the disciples on one of the arenas decided the winner, the two stepped onto the arena and faced off against each other.

Han Ziyan saw his bare hands, her eyes flickering, as if she was thinking about tactics.

Wu Youzi checked the Yueyao cards that the two of them had just dealt yesterday, and took a piece of jade, took a photo of it at the two of them, and said, "Remember the rules, it's best to click as far as you can. If you can't win, don't show off. Just admit defeat and there will be a chance next year.”

After finishing speaking, he walked down the stone platform and announced: "Let's begin."

"Junior Brother Chu, please!"

Han Ziyan raised her spear and cupped her hands.

Luo Qingzhou also cupped his hands and said, "Senior Sister Han, please."

The two looked at each other and suddenly rushed forward together.

"Uh-huh!"

Of course, Han Ziyan would not let him get close. The spear in her hand flashed with cold light, and in an instant, ten spear flowers shot out, shrouded him, and accurately aimed at ten major acupoints on his body!

These ten guns and flowers are not distinguishable from front to back, and it is impossible to tell whether they are true or false.

And the real tip of the spear is hidden inside!

"boom!"

Luo Qingzhou refused to dodge and smashed nine spear flowers with one punch. One of them stabbed directly into his Yue Xiong's mouth, but he turned sideways to avoid it.

Just when he was about to approach along the barrel of the gun, Han Ziyan moved her wrist, and the spear swept out with a "swish" sound. Because the speed was too fast and the force was too strong, a sharp whistling sound suddenly sounded in the air.

Luo Qingzhou punched the barrel of the gun that was sweeping towards him.

"Bang!"

The barrel of the gun bent, and Han Ziyan followed the force and turned around. She spun the spear in her hand and charged at him again.

Luo Qingzhou used Lingfeng Fist, both offensive and defensive, and the fight with her was quite fierce.

In the stands, Luo Changtian looked at his moves and movements with burning eyes, a look of thought on his brows.

In the stands higher up, Mo Jiufeng and other peak masters were also watching intently.

Linghu Qingzhu and Sect Master Zixia were also watching seriously.

"That kid seems to be an ordinary guy, nothing special about him, and there's nothing exciting about his Ling Feng Fist..."

The big-faced peak master frowned and said with confusion on his face.

"boom!"

At this moment, on the ring, Luo Qingzhou finally found the opportunity to get closer and punched Han Ziyan in the chest. Before she could retract the spear, there was a "bang" and he punched her in the stomach again. .

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He punched her three more times in a row, knocking her away and falling into the crowd below the ring.

The crowd dispersed, not daring to pick them up.

Her fellow apprentices who were watching the match from the stage surrounded her, their faces full of concern, but they did not dare to help her.

Because the competition was not over yet.

Luo Qingzhou stood at the edge of the ring and looked at her.

Han Ziyan spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled on the ground for a few times, stood up, raised her head, looked at him for a few times, and then bowed and said: "Junior Brother Chu, I am not your opponent, I admit defeat."

Luo Qingzhou bowed.

In the crowd next to him, Chu Xiaoxiao's excited cheers came: "Senior Brother Chu is mighty! Senior Brother Chu won!"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, walked off the ring, and waited for the next game.

And in the stands, several peak masters were a little confused.

"How did he win? His boxing skills looked ordinary, how did he win suddenly?"

"The opponent was too weak, not that he was too strong. He probably just started practicing Lingfeng Fist, and his fight was not as good as that of ordinary disciples."

"It seems that he probably won't make it through the second round."

"It's not just a coincidence that this kid was able to enter that ancient formation yesterday?"

Several peak masters were a little suspicious.

Linghu Qingzhu, who was sitting on the side, had a flash of eyes and suddenly said, "I met him last night, tested him, and helped him check. His talent is ordinary and there is nothing extraordinary. The reason why he was able to enter the ancient formation should be related to something on him, and has nothing to do with him."

Fairy Zixia on the side glanced at her.

Mo Jiufeng sneered when he heard this, and said, "Peak Master Linghu, do you think we will give up if you say that? You underestimate us old guys too much, right?"

Linghu Qingzhu didn't say anything else, and turned to look at the sect master on the side.

Fairy Zixia looked at the young man below, her eyes flashing, but she didn't say anything.

"Next match, Lei Yang from Shuicheng Branch and Chu Feiyang from Kyoto Branch!"

Half an hour later, Luo Qingzhou's name was called again.

"Shuicheng Branch?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at the familiar long-faced man and narrowed his eyes.

Below the stage, Jin Song was watching with other disciples. When he saw the long-faced man walking onto the stage, his disciples raised their hands and shouted, "Senior Brother Lei will win! Senior Brother Lei will win!"

The competition began.

Jin Song looked to the side with a smile on his face.

Sun Jiang also stood there with his disciples, looking at the stage with complicated eyes.

Jin Song thought he was nervous, so he smiled, walked over and patted his shoulder and said, "Brother Sun, what a coincidence, our two disciples met so soon. That's my eldest disciple. He reached the middle stage of martial artist a year ago. It is estimated that he will break through in a few months. Your disciple has just broken through, right? I just saw that he seemed to be a little unfamiliar with the Lingfeng Fist. Did you just teach him? My disciple's Lingfeng Fist..."

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion on the stage.

Jin Song was smiling, and while talking, he looked at the stage.

When he saw this, the smile on his face froze!

The competition had just begun, and his eldest disciple had been knocked out of the ring!

At this time, Mo Jiufeng and others in the stands also had bright eyes and faces full of surprise.

"Good boy, you actually hid so much strength just now!"

"This punch is incredible, the essence of Lingfeng Fist is all in this punch, this boy's punch is even more powerful than the inner disciples!"

"No, did you see it clearly just now? When the fist hit the disciple, it seemed that there was a lightning... It seems that there are other skills in Lingfeng Fist..."

"Lightning? Why didn't I see it? I can only see the side from this angle. If there is lightning, the punch just now must be more than Lingfeng Fist..."

Several peak masters all discussed with puzzled expressions.

Linghu Qingzhu's eyes were fixed on the young man with a fist on the stage.

She just saw the lightning.

I didn't expect that this boy actually had such a hidden method.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little angry. After thinking for a moment, she said to herself: When he goes to practice the ancient swordsmanship tonight, I will ask him clearly. By the way... Humph, of course he will choose me. What's the point of choosing those old men? If he hesitates, it's an insult to me. I will use my sword...

Fairy Zixia beside her suddenly touched her and whispered: "Qingzhu, take him to see me tonight. I think there is something wrong with that lightning."

Linghu Qingzhu looked at her: "..."

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