Lin Tianxu was in a mess, and Kou Shiqi, who was not in a good state, kept teasing him, and missed the following exciting competitions.

As a result, there was also a small accident. Fan Weiming lost to Xu Longqian in this round and entered the loser group. Now the ones who directly won the big quota are Su Mengyan, Xu Longqian, Yuwen Sheng and Zhu Zitong.

Basically, it is similar to everyone's guess before the selection. The only variable is Fan Weiming, but most people are sure that he can break out.

Seeing that the key competition was about to begin, my junior brother was still a little uneasy, and my senior brother Yang Renlian turned serious, "My junior brother, at this time, you must distinguish the priorities."

It turns out that other senior brothers who had no thoughts about this selection have also raised expectations when they saw that the junior brother had already arrived, and they all started to persuade them.

Lin Tianxu also suddenly woke up, and after saluting all the senior brothers in shame, he sat down on the ground and began to calm his breathing.

After a cup of tea, the loser's competition began immediately. Since there were only four people, they directly fought against each other, and the winner finally won the final place in the competition.

Lin Tianxu was lucky to face Fan Weiming and one of Xia Zhengfeng's three heroes.

Xia Zhengfeng was already powerful and had many disciples in the sect. In addition, Lin Tianxu was abrupt in everyone's goddess just now, so when the two of them came on stage, there were mixed voices below.

"Senior Brother Fan must teach this reckless boy a lesson!"

"Senior Brother Fan, avenge Senior Brother Fei!"

"He can't get out of bed, see if he dares to touch Junior Sister Su in the future!"

Lin Tianxu was in a peaceful state at this time and had no expression on his face when he heard these faces. Fan Weiming might have disdained to speak at this time, but just looked at Lin Tianxu coldly.

Fan Weiming is famous for the Qing sect entirely because of his fighting style. In the past, he has participated in many sect competitions and has many impressive results when he goes out to practice. He is the style of his daring to fight.

With front and back, advance and retreat, fierce momentum can often overwhelm your opponent.

Lin Tianxu looked at his opponent at this time, thinking about his senior brother's evaluation of him, and the true energy in his body was surging through his body. He just wanted to stop killing and see who was more violent. He also longed to be free in front of everyone.

After Yun Xian Zhenren's command to "start the competition", Fan Weiming instantly took more than a foot of the air. He was a wood-type cultivator. As his hands danced, dozens of fine iron wooden spears appeared out of thin air and shot down quickly, as if he wanted to tie Lin Tianxu into a hornet's nest at one time.

Lin Tianxu also quickly soared into the air. Under the protection of the two dragons, he ignored the overwhelming wooden spear and went straight to the wind.

The wooden spears that blocked the advance were all knocked away by fists or palms. Those who shot at the body just slightly avoided the vital points and let them hit themselves.

The supreme Qilin body was also really strong. With the banging sound, the wooden spears fell to the ground. Lin Tianxu rushed towards Fan Weiming in an endless manner. His left cheek was scratched by the wooden spear. The scattered blood beads rolled down on his face without any expression. The disciples around him were shocked.

The Heart Sutra of the Ming Wood that Fan Weiming practiced was originally a magic trick to integrate attack and defense. Seeing Lin Tianxu's speed rushing towards him, his body immediately twisted, and thick dark wood grain appeared all over his body, which was also an alternative body refining technique.

With the dark wood armor on his body, he clasped his hands together and held a thorn of the dark wood out of thin air, and stabbed Lin Tianxu in a flash. This thorn of the dark wood hand had pierced countless late-stage cultivators in the past, and was also the thorn of fame for Fan Weiming.

It appeared out of thin air and came in the air. Lin Tianxu had only time to let him sideways and was directly pierced by the left shoulder blade. This time, there was a bone-bone pain, and the momentum of moving forward was blocked.

Seeing that Fan Weiming succeeded with a blow, he waved his left hand and a dark wood rope flew around and quickly wrapped around Lin Tianxu's torso. The dark wood rope quickly tightened as soon as the upper body of the dark wood rope flew, and at the same time, the dark blue dark wood fire instantly spread all over his body.

A series of skillful and effective actions will gain the upper hand in the blink of an eye.

Lin Tianxu's Taoist robe was instantly ignited, and he let out a long roar of unwillingness. His true energy mixed with white light was released with all his strength. The tough dark wood rope broke inch by inch, and then he cut off the wood thorn with one palm, knocking it upwards with Yu Yan as he hit Fan Weiming with his palm.

Without hesitation, he followed him up to him and shot Fan Weiming directly from the air with all his strength.

With a click, Fan Weiming hit the ground with five bodies. Lin Tianxu whistled up to the sky and rushed down again.

"The winner has been decided, stop!" Seeing that Fan Weiming on the ground was already fainted, Yun Xian Zhenren, who was supervising the war, shouted loudly.

Lin Tianxu stopped his body, first took out a new Taoist robe from the storage bag and replaced it. He fell to the ground and looked at Fan Weiming, bowed to Yunxian Zhenren and left.

Although the entire battle was only a matter of counting breaths, the sharp turn of the situation and the tragic battle situation still made everyone unresponsive.

Lin Tianxu's hair and beard were burnt, his left shoulder was dyed red, and his face was covered with black smoke. Fan Weiming, who was carried away, vomited blood in his mouth and was unconscious.

Originally, the sect competitions were generally within a controllable range, not to mention that there was a head of the Law Enforcement Hall to supervise the battle, but the way the two chose to fight was not tolerated by the time they had no time to intervene.

Lin Tianxu seemed to be just an external trauma, but Fan Weiming seemed to be inevitable for a few months and completely lost the qualification to participate in the Taoist competition.

The disciples of Xia Zhengfeng on the sidelines were now glaring at Lin Tianxu. You should know that Fan Weiming has not suffered such a big loss for many years, and it seems that Lin Tianxu's next opponent cannot stop him.

There is basically no doubt about the five Taoist quotas. For the first time in hundreds of years, only two people can participate in the Taoist sect competition. This is called how Xia Zhengfeng is not angry.

Even the head of Xia Zhengfeng rushed over. First, he looked at Fan Weiming's injuries, turned around and walked towards the disciples of Qiuluofeng. His gloomy face could not suppress his anger.

At this time, the Yun Qing Zhenren who was quietly watching the entire selection competition fell to the Qiuluo Peak disciples, and looked at the Yun Hua Zhenren who was walking over calmly.

When he walked in front of him, Zhenren Yun Hua, who was about to get angry, looked at the quiet Yun Qing Zhenren in front of Lin Tianxu, suppressed his anger and said: "Every year, the main warriors will fight after the five sons are elected, and Yuwen Sheng will never show mercy."

"Each stadium competition depends on your ability." Yun Qing Zhenren replied neither humble nor arrogant.

The next competition was indeed not surprising. Lin Tianxu defeated another disciple of Xia Zhengfeng cleanly and obtained the last place in the competition.

Looking at the entire selection competition, Lin Tianxu defeated Xia Zhengfeng's disciples all the way, no wonder Yun Hua Zhenren was a little angry.

Oh, the only loss is not to mention it...

As for the main warrior battle that Yun Hua just mentioned, it is also a tradition in the Taoist competition. The five groups of disciples who fought in the five major sects will select a main warrior, and they are usually the one with the highest combat power.

Generally speaking, a sect will designate a particularly prominent one, but if the five sons propose to fight, the sect will also agree. This situation is mostly when several people have similar strengths.

When Yun Hua Zhenren said that Yu Wensheng would take the initiative to challenge, the intention was very obvious. First of all, the sect would not stop it. Secondly, if Yu Wensheng injured Lin Tianxu, then there would naturally be another place to be vacant.

Those who are qualified to replace him now seem to be Xia Zhengfeng's disciples, so the idea of ​​Yun Hua's killing two birds with one stone, and Qiu Luofeng must take it.

But Yun Hua's true man was because of Yuwen Sheng's stubborn victory over Lin Tianxu. In fact, everyone, including Qiu Luofeng's senior brothers, was not optimistic that Lin Tianxu could win.

Although Lin Tianxu has now won a place, his opponents are too far from Yuwen Sheng. The cultivation of the Golden Pill Great Perfection is now an existence that needs to be looked up to by the true disciples.

The disciples who participated in the selection this time, such as Lin Tianxu, Su Mengyan, were all in the early stages of the Golden Pill, and Zhu Zitong and Fan Weiming, two of Xia Zhengfeng's three heroes, were only in the middle stages of the Golden Pill.

Yuwen Sheng has been unbeaten since entering Zhengqing Sect and has been unbeaten. Not only has his cultivation level been too high than his disciples of the same generation, but the highest unique skill of Xia Zhengfeng - the ultimate heart fire technique he practiced is also a fire-type top-level magic technique that few people under Xia Zhengfeng's sect have successfully practiced in history.

When practicing the Supreme Yang Heart Fire Art, you must not only have a body that is perfectly compatible with the fire system, but also have the great determination to enter the Tao with fire, cultivate your own heart fire seeds in the dantian, and the true qi of the whole body is transformed into the fire system true qi, and the refining to great success will also have the great power of refining the earth and burning the sky.

Although Yuwen Sheng has not taken action in front of others for a long time, it is reported that his Supreme Yang Heart Fire Art has been refined to a small success, and he is invincible under the Nascent Soul.

Although Lin Tianxu has already shown his strength in this selection competition, compared with Yuwen Sheng, who has been famous for a long time, the chances of winning are indeed not high.

Because the quota will be selected for a day and then the main warriors will fight, the disciples will return to Qiuluo Peak after Yunhua Zhenren left in anger.

"You will definitely defeat Yuwen Sheng, I have confidence in you."

"Disciples will not disappoint Master."

Thinking back to the conversation with him after his master returned to the mountain, Lin Tianxu came to Hongmeng Space again at night.

At this time, Lin Tianxu recalled all the battles or competitions he had passed, and suddenly felt that he still had too few combat techniques.

"If you are greedy, you will never get tired of it. The attack techniques of Eight Wilderness Dragon Control and Guiyi Palm are enough. Guiyi Palm is already very skilled, but the Eight Wilderness Dragon Control and Guiyi Palm is just getting started.

Although there are only two dragons, four dragons, six dragons, and eight dragons, the power gap between each level is also very large according to the handbook. If you can practice this technique well, you can see what kind of supreme power it has in the future.

What's more, there is the Heavenly Dao Sword. Once you find a suitable sword embryo, if you can comprehend this sword technique, you can let me gallop in the sky and the earth."

After understanding all of this, Lin Tianxu concentrated on practicing.
Chapter completed!