Chapter ninety-ninth the bull's knife pilot test (1)
The world is attracting attention, and the highly anticipated second round of competition for the Tianlist masters kicked off with high calls.
However, at the start of the competition, the participants were surprised to find that some of the original promotionists had disappeared inexplicably. In such a small city, people who were not alive or dead were gone out of thin air. Even many of the sect leaders and sects involved could not understand the root cause of the matter.
There is no reason to escape at the battle or ascend in the daytime, then the only possible result is that an unknown accident occurred and these people were killed. During the largest swordsmanship competition in the world, this kind of thing actually happened. There are really people who are not afraid of death. Don’t you know that the world is so arrogant and waiting for him is only a two-way chase, black and white?
However, this is all after the sword competition. The martial arts competition is imminent. No matter what, the current competition is the most important. The dead are already there, and the living are more careful. There will always be a day when blood debts are paid for.
I don’t know if it was a coincidence. At this time, more than 200 people were promoted, and of course, there were also those present in the judges’ seat.
In order to avoid shameless opportunism similar to the high places in the first round of competition, the conference adopted a group selection competition. Two hundred people were divided into twenty groups, and each group had ten people in groups to compete. The first place in each group was qualified for the top 20th place in the competitive masters list, and the second place in each group had the opportunity to get the ranking between the 20th place and fortyth place in the competitive masters list. And so on.
This selection method is fair but also contains a huge accidental factor. Some groups may be stronger overall, while others may be weaker overall. As for what kind of opponent they will face, everyone has to leave it to fate.
Before the war, Gaolao did not give a long and motivating speech specifically for Luoxia. He only said the most vulgar words that people said: Only by fighting can you win.
Everyone's nickname was written on a long, thin piece of wood, and then passed on to the judge's seat, and was randomly mixed in a huge cabinet similar to a prize-touching box.
As the first group of ten people's wood chips were selected, the old monk Baichuan from Shaolin Temple came out again from beginning to end, and he seemed to be playing the role of a sound tube.
He heard his loud voice full of energy spread throughout the audience: "The first competitive list of the second round of the master's competition is as follows: Zhao Ji, the head of Hengshan Sect, "one sword has blood"; Ximen Du, the leader of Yinshi Sect, "Immortal King", the head of Huangshan Sect,......, Zhong Qi, the uncle of the master of Yunhe, and Zhong Qi; the abbot of Fawang Temple, "Elder Jinsha" Shaka..."
Yi Cangsheng was shocked when he heard the famous names of those famous people being read out from the audience. This first group was filled with masters of hidden dragons and creeping tigers, and top figures all came together. Nearly half of the master level of the leader of the Sect, hahaha, it was so lively now.
He was happy, and the sound of the sound tube continued to read again
"......The Wudang Sect's famous 'Daye Zhenren' Ku Piao... Luoxia Sect's disciple 'Yu Faces Feng Qiaolang' Yi Cangsheng... The list is over!"
It seemed that Yi Cangsheng couldn't come back to his senses when he heard his name being pronounced. He asked Qiqi beside him nervously: "I seemed to have heard his name just now."
Qiqi looked at him sadly: "Yilang, you heard it right."
Yi Cangsheng's face changed suddenly, and he almost fainted when he turned his eyes.
It's not that outrageous. I actually want to compete with these heroes and bullies... Can you abstain from power?
Not only was he shocked, but all the people from Luoxiamen were stunned when they heard his name, and then looked at him with extremely sympathetic eyes. The gaze seemed to be no different from saying goodbye to the body.
While Gao Kuo deeply regretted him, he also secretly complained that he was lucky. Fortunately, such an unlucky ghost was not me, otherwise he would have really become the desperate star of Luoxiamen.
Yi Cangsheng's bad luck seemed to have just begun. Before he could wake up from the huge shock, he heard his name again.
"In the first round of the first group, Luoxiamen's 'Yu Faces Feng Qiaolangjun' Yi Cangsheng faced the master of Huangshan Sect... Zhong Qi. Please come on the stage."
As soon as he finished speaking, a person flew out of the field, and with the cheers of countless people, he landed on the arena with extremely intelligent body techniques.
This man was full of red face and was energetic. At his age in his sixties, he had a black beard floating on his chest. He was wearing a lilac robe, without wind, and a pair of Yin and Yang swords behind him shone brightly in the sun. (After the second round of the martial arts, the wooden weapons were discarded, because those who had the ability to reach this round could obviously control the importance of their actions. If you do not control your order, you will die, or the same is true, just click to stop.)
After Zhong Qi, the "Yunhe Yi Lao" came on stage, he calmly clasped his fists and immediately flashed with divine lights and lightning in his eyes, which made some people with poor ability tremble.
Of course, the most powerful thing about Rin is Yi Cangsheng. He felt that his chest was a little hot, his eyes were a little black, and his calves were even softer, and he almost couldn't stand it.
Gaodu saw that this was not good, and he scared himself before he could beat him and his morale was lost. So he came up to cheer him up: "Second junior brother, be calm and be like a man. Don't let Miss Qiqi down. Which girl would like to see her husband as cowardly as she is."
Qiqi also comforted him affectionately: "Yilang, don't be afraid. If you take advantage of the strong and win, you will be able to win the weak. If you compete in martial arts, you will not only compete in martial arts skills. Using your wisdom, I believe you are the best."
Yi Cangsheng lowered his head embarrassedly, but it also inspired the heroic spirit deep in his heart.
Yes, what are you afraid of? At worst, you can lose, and you can't lose a piece of meat. Besides, judging from the strength of both sides, losing is normal, and winning is a damn...
In fact, I don’t have any chance at all. The uncle of the head of the Huangshan Sect is old and weak after all... Any accident can happen before something is finalized. Anyone who has certainty will know that he is not a dark horse in the sword competition in this world.
After plucking up the courage, Yi Cangsheng picked up his unique heavy weapon, two 63-pound gold hammers, and jumped onto the ring. Just looking at the posture of the flying platform, there are still remarkable points. Most people can't stand straight with two big iron lumps... Don't look everywhere, what ordinary people are talking about is you.
As soon as Yi Cangsheng came on stage, he did not dare to look up. He was afraid of being frightened by the clever eyes of the arrogant old man. He lowered his head and clasped his fists at Yun He, an old Zhong Qi, as if he was admitting his mistake: "The old hero invited me, one of the eight meanings of the young actors, and I am a person from the martial arts world. I am a person from the martial arts world. I ask the old hero to remember that the young actor is a junior, and I will give in to one or two."
Yun He and Zhong Qi were of great seniority in the Huangshan Sect. No matter how adults and children were, they did not dare to disrespect him when they saw him. Therefore, they were extremely arrogant and arrogant. Seeing that Yi Cangsheng was just a young man in his twenties, they couldn't help but feel contemptuous. When they saw Yi Cangsheng greeting him, they were even more angry.
I thought to myself, what's wrong with this person? It's so impolite to talk to others but not look at them. Is this child stupid or doesn't know etiquette at all?
"Jade faces wind?"
"Um."
"Qiao Langjun?"
"Um."
"Yi Cangsheng?"
"Um."
"Your nickname is very vulgar... Did you raise it yourself?"
"Um."
"I looked up and looked at me. I'm not an ugly guy. Are you afraid that I will eat you?"
"Um."
Yun He was so angry. He thought he was really unlucky. He had encountered an opponent. He couldn't tear it openly or chew it, and he couldn't get out of it. He was a piece of hob meat at all. Well, he wouldn't be too busy with this kid, otherwise he would be mad before he started fighting.
Do you really want to fight him? He looks stupid and will lose the price if he wins. He can persuade him so that others can avoid saying that I am relying on my seniority.
He coughed and stared at the hateful boy in front of him: "I said young man, it's not that I'm trying to save you from, where do you come from? You are not my opponent. I have been practicing swords for years than your mother, so how can you be my opponent? It's not interesting to bring shame to yourself. Your master can barely go through a hundred rounds under my hands, only one hundred rounds. After a hundred rounds, hehe..." Yun He sneered disdainfully.
If Zhuge Feng had heard such insulting words on the court, he would have long jumped up three feet high and rolled up his sleeves and fought with him. But Yi Cangsheng's qi cultivation skills were so good. He seemed to have not heard it, but there was no change in his face, but his heart was bright.
You rely on your seniority and always behave like a person? You are arrogant, right? Very good. What you fear most is that you have no weaknesses. If you don’t bite seamless eggs, you will be able to do it if you have a seam.
Since you are like this, then I will do that. No matter what, I will irritate you first.
Chapter completed!