Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

At this moment, under the Broken Wood Cliff.

Another Daozi selection contestant, Li Xiaohua with a pockmarked face, lowered his head and looked around for something.

Suddenly, his face brightened.

"found it!"

"What kind of elixir is this, the aura is so compelling."

"Thank you for the gift of God."

"Tonight, the third rank is expected. I am a third rank monk at my age, and I am definitely a genius in the whole continent!"

"Tomorrow's Taoist selection competition, although I have a chance to win, the coaching elders of Tianshu Mansion will come to inspect me, and I must show my ability."

Li Xiaohua was overjoyed, and he was very excited at the thought of going to the number one university in mainland China for further studies.

Although I'm not very talented, but I'm lucky!

"Haha, I am indeed the legendary son of destiny, a man of great luck."

If you only picked up the pill once or twice, it can be said to be a moment of luck.

But for six consecutive years, he has picked up countless panacea and deep mysteries at the foot of the Broken Wood Cliff, where no one cares about it and almost no one comes.

It was these pills that allowed him to rise steadily on the road of cultivation.

The name of a genius spread throughout the entire sect, and he was considered a minor celebrity on the mainland.

It even attracted the teaching elders of the number one university in the mainland to come to investigate.

If the coaching elders are satisfied.

Then Li Xiaohua can go to Tianshu Mansion for further study and compete with other geniuses in the mainland.

This is the glory of Li Xiaohua, and the glory of Qingshan Sword Sect.

hum.

Li Xiaohua stepped on something suddenly.

is a ring.

There was a voice from below.

"Congratulations young hero! Congratulations young hero!"

"You are really destined, and you have met a great opportunity."

"You are about to get an ancient power, the spirit of the old man with white beard!"

Day two.

Qingshan Sword Sect, the martial arts arena.

This is the most lively Taoist selection for the Qingshan Sword Sect in history.

The scene was full of disciples watching the battle.

Accompanied by the Sovereign, one person slowly entered the arena.

The onlookers exclaimed.

"Is that the coaching elder of the number one university in the mainland?"

"What a strong momentum, what a strong sense of oppression."

"I really envy Li Xiaohua, who has the opportunity to go to Tianshu Mansion for further training."

"Envy? That's what he bought with his good looks. If you have a pockmarked face, you'll be strong."

"How can the suzerain act like a dog licking, the dignified master of a sect is so humble, how decent is it?"

The elders of the Tianshu Mansion sat in the VIP seats calmly.

With an order.

Daozi selection officially started.

"The first round of the knockout round."

"Li Xiaohua from Tianjian Peak, against Zhang Hao from Lingmu Peak."

Seeing the cheers from the audience, Zhang Hao couldn't help frowning.

Opponent seems to be a terrific guy.

To attract such attention.

Even the guests at the VIP table and the Sovereign never left his eyes.

Interesting, my first battle in this world turned out to be such an opponent.

"I'm not mistaken, that guy named Zhang Hao only has a first-rank cultivation base..."

"Who gave him the courage to participate in the Daozi trials, he has always been so brave?"

"Hey, none of the disciples from Lingmu Peak is normal."

Zhang Hao walked onto the ring with a calm expression.

Brow wrinkled.

This man's pockmarked face is really ugly.

What's even weirder is that this person is clearly facing me.

But his eyes kept glancing at the auditorium.

Is this being looked down upon?

"Can you look me straight in the eye?"

"Didn't your mother teach you manners?"

Li Xiaohua raised his head in surprise.

After a long silence, he spoke with an indescribably weird tone.

"I'm already looking straight at you."

"I'm... squinting."

Zhang Hao suddenly realized that it was so.

It's like poking someone's sore spot.

With an oh, he signaled that he was ready and could start the game.

There was a roar of laughter from the audience.

"Don't he really know that Li Xiaohua is squinting?"

"As expected, he has always been so brave. Li Xiaohua's squinting eyes dare to ridicule, which is much more serious than the consequences of mocking his pockmarked face."

"Oh, what kind of attitude is it? If you don't apologize, it will be very bloody later."

"There was once a senior brother who made fun of Li Xiaohua's squint eyes, but after his leg was broken, he was expelled from the sect by the eccentric suzerain. It ended badly."

At this time, Li Xiaohua on the stage was extremely angry.

A trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

this person!
How dare you mock my squinting eyes!
Unforgivable.

Li Xiaohua had a distorted smile on his face.

Prepare to settle accounts after autumn.

After all, at the VIP table, the coaching elders are watching him, and it is said that his character and character are also under investigation.

Li Xiaohua didn't dare to make too many mistakes, for fear of affecting the investigation results.

I dare not say anything on stage, but it is hard to say off stage.

He had already decided to beat Zhang Hao into a cripple afterwards.

As soon as Li Xiaohua raised his hand, a flying sword descended from the sky. He was of extraordinary appearance, and his white clothes moved automatically without wind.

The coercion of the third-rank cultivation was instantly released.

He doesn't intend to hide his cultivation. At this moment, the most important thing is to make a perfect impression in front of the coaching elders.

as predicted.

The coaching elder in the VIP seat, who was originally expressionless, was slightly moved.

"At this age, reaching the third rank is very good."

Then quickly record in a notebook.

The master of Qingshan Sword Sect beside him was overjoyed.

Li Xiaohua was actually promoted to a third-rank monk.

This cultivation base is basically stable in the face of assessment.

If Li Xiaohua can enter the Tianshu Mansion for further training, the reputation of the Qingshan Sword Sect will definitely skyrocket.

The other onlookers were even more shocked.

"Monster."

"Most of us are at the beginning of the second rank, why is he at the third rank?"

"Hahaha, good promotion, I'm trash!"

"Ding! Detect the opponent's cultivation base to crush the host, this system temporarily adjusts the host's cultivation base to correspond to the third rank, in order to face a strong enemy."

In an instant.

A force surged out of Zhang Hao's body.

"Fuck off!"

"I don't need something that I get for nothing!"

Zhang Hao opened his eyes angrily, disgusted with the system's self-assertion.

The aura is retrograde, and the method of Sangong is used to forcibly dissipate the power bestowed by the system.

"puff!"

A stream of blood spat out.

Li Xiaohua scratched his head.

Why did you vomit blood before the fight?
Could it be that the coercion of my third-rank cultivator is too strong, and he, a little first-rank monk, was scared to vomit blood?

The system is wronged.

[Sure enough, the overlord's bow will only make the host reject me even more. ]
[My love is only worthy of obscurity. ]
[My good, the host will never feel it. ]
Zhang Hao wiped off the blood from his mouth, and suddenly struck out, stabbing Li Xiaohua with his sword.

[The opponent is too strong, please host...forget it. ]
[Adding blue light effects to swordplay. ]
[The speed of the sword is being increased. ]
[Adding the power of law to swordsmanship. ]
This sword is clean and sharp, with a blue light suddenly appearing, and the speed is extremely fast.

The piercing sound of breaking wind rang in my ears.

Li Xiaohua didn't expect Zhang Hao's speed to be so fast.

In desperation, he mobilized his aura, but dodged in embarrassment.

Even so, there was a small cut on his forearm.

Li Xiaohua was furious.

A dignified third-rank cultivator was almost succeeded in a sneak attack by a first-rank cultivator.

This face is lost.

"So fast, what kind of sword technique is that?"

"I look at the gestures, which are a bit like the Pofeng swordsmanship, but the sword moves don't feel like it to me."

"It's indeed half-like, very weird, and it's different from the Pofeng swordsmanship I practiced."

At the VIP seat, the coaching elder stood up thoughtfully.

"Interesting, that young man's sword just now is very interesting."

"The moment I drew the sword, I actually felt..."

Then he shook his head, hesitated again.

"It should be an illusion, the cultivation base of the first grade should not be."

Zhao Xiaofan, the lord of Qingshan Sword Sect at the side, also saw that Zhang Hao's sword was a little weird.

But where the specific weirdness is, he didn't understand it.

Li Xiaohua, who saw his hopes, came up and suffered a little loss in front of Zhang Hao, who had a first-rank cultivation.

He couldn't sit still, and hurriedly got up to explain.

"Elder Song Tianxiang laughed, Li Xiaohua underestimated the enemy, this really shouldn't be."

Song Tianxiang nodded.

He really underestimated the enemy, the gap between the first and third ranks was huge.

Basically, there is no such thing as the weak overcoming the strong.

Although that disciple's swordsmanship made him feel familiar with a breath of law.

But it was quickly denied, the first rank is too weak, and it is not qualified to touch the field of law.

What's more, a third-rate sect like Qingshan Sword Sect does not have secret techniques that contain laws.