My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 520 Defeating the enemy with one punch, the power of thunder and lightning, of course he will choose me...

Lunch is very rich.

Luo Qingzhou and the others chatted about the competition in the morning while eating.

Chu Xiaoxiao chattered non-stop.

After a while.

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

When Chu Xiaoxiao heard this, she immediately shook her head: "I definitely can't."

Nie Yunrong also shook her head: "I can't either."

Sister Dao hesitated for a moment, and said: "I'm afraid I can't do it either. I only found out that I have little actual combat experience when I came to the competition today. The competition with the early stage of the martial arts is a bit difficult. How can I dare to challenge the middle stage of the martial arts?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "I watched Sister Dao's competition in the morning, and it's still very good."

When Sister Dao heard it, she remembered that during the competition in the morning, he yelled "Senior Sister with Big Legs" in the audience, she immediately gave him a look, and said angrily: "Compared to Junior Brother Chu with long legs, that's far behind. In the afternoon, I have to watch the wonderful performance of Junior Brother Chu with long legs."

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

The corners of Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

At this time, Zhou Boyue suddenly said in embarrassment: "I... want to go on stage this afternoon."

As soon as these words came out, 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 beat your opponents at the same level with ease, and you must have reservations. You can go on stage in the afternoon to challenge the disciples who are mid-term martial artists. When the time comes to get a good ranking, you will get more cultivation resources, of course, the score of our Kyoto sub-helm will be higher, and Master will have more face."

Zhang Yuanshan on the side also nodded and said: "Fifth Junior Brother, I watched all of your competitions in the morning. You do have the strength to challenge the disciples in the middle stage of martial arts. You can try it in the afternoon. Even if you can't, just admit defeat, no Shame."

Sister Dao and the others immediately encouraged her.

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

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

"Master, have you eaten yet?"

The six stood up quickly.

Chu Xiaoxiao graciously went over to move the chair and put it in front of the table.

Sun Jiang glanced at several people, fixed his eyes on Luo Qingzhou, but quickly retracted, sat down at the table, and said, "Not yet."

Sister Dao quickly brought him clean dishes.

"All sit down."

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

Sister Dao saw that he had something on his mind, and asked, "Master, what's the matter with that disciple looking for you just now?"

Sun Jiang picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and said, "It's nothing, just chatting casually."

Nie Yunrong asked cautiously: "Master, is it because of our capital division? Did Uncle Jin go to sue?"

Sun Jiang glanced at her and said with a smile, "No, what can he sue?"

Then he sneered again, and said: "The disciples he recruited may not be as good as the disciples I recruited. The ranking has not yet come out, so it is not certain who will win."

After finishing speaking, he reached out to fetch the flagon, poured himself a glass, then got up and said with a smile, "Toast to you for my teacher, I wish you all success in today's competition, to win glory for yourself, and to win face for your teacher!"

Everyone immediately raised their glasses and stood up.

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

The seven masters and apprentices took up the wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

Some people are a little strange.

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

"Come, come, have another drink."

Sun Jiang picked up the wine glass again, toasted everyone, smiling all over his face, as if he suddenly thought of something happy.

Of course he was happy.

In the main hall just now, those peak masters were scrambling to please him, saying that they wanted to accept his disciple as a direct disciple. When he first heard the news, his brain was buzzing with shock, and he couldn't react for a long time. , thinking that everyone was joking with him or deliberately mocking him.

It wasn't until the suzerain spoke that he recovered from the shock and astonishment...

At this moment, looking at the ordinary-looking and taciturn disciple in front of him, he still felt like he was in a dream just now.

A mere mid-term martial artist disciple unexpectedly provoked those respected peak masters to quarrel and even fight in front of the suzerain masters.

Even the Lord Linghu of Jianfeng who had always been cold and aloof from the world, also said that he was needed.

If the suzerain hadn't spoken out, the few people would have fought on the spot.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

He stayed there with a blank mind, completely unaware of what happened, and completely unaware of how these high-level sects fell in love with his not-so-outstanding disciple.

He was really confused at the time.

Of course, I'm still confused now.

They didn't tell him the reason, that is, they had to have this person.

And he also told him not to talk nonsense when he came back, and they would speak by themselves after the results came out in the afternoon.

Sun Jiang has lived most of his life, and has never seen such absurd and incredible things.

He picked up the wine glass, stared at the opposite side, looked left and right, no matter how he looked, he couldn't see that there was anything amazing about this kid.

"Cough cough, the competition in the afternoon, Yuanshan, Feiyang, are you sure?"

He decided to check it out.

Zhang Yuanshan said respectfully: "I shouldn't have any problem winning the first round. As for the number one, I can't guarantee it."

Sun Jiang nodded, looked to the opposite side and said, "Feiyang, what about you? Are you sure?"

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "I shouldn't have any problems with the first round. As for the rest, I don't know."

Sun Jiang's eyes sparkled, and he said, "If the two of you rank in the top ten, do you dare to challenge those four disciples who are late-stage martial artists?"

Zhang Yuanshan hesitated for a moment, and said: "I dare, but I don't think I'm sure."

Sun Jiang looked opposite again.

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

There was a sudden burst of laughter from the side.

Sister Dao glanced at him and said, "Chu Feiyang, is there anything you dare not do? Last night you..."

Speaking of this, 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 a late-stage martial artist disciple, after all, he defeated Yun Wanrou, a late-stage martial artist, last night.

However, she suddenly thought that Luo Changtian from Jinyiwei was also here. This guy probably didn't want to expose his full strength, so 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 mid-term rankings?"

Sister Dao glanced at someone next to her, nodded and said, "It should be fine."

Luo Qingzhou quickly changed the subject and said, "Master, Boyue's competition in the morning was very exciting, and he should be in the top five in the early stage of martial arts. He also wants to try in the middle stage of martial arts in the afternoon."

When Sun Jiang heard this, he looked at Zhou Boyue with a smile all over his face and said, "Okay, then go and try, Master believes that you can go further."

Zhou Boyue said somewhat 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.

Any branch that has an inner disciple, the score and ranking will be directly promoted, 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 internally designated by Jianfeng as an inner disciple? My disciple is being scrambled by various peak masters to accept me as a direct disciple!"

Thinking of his pride, he couldn't help grinning.

Finally, I can elevate my eyebrows and let out a bad breath.

Zhang Yuanshan and the others looked at him in amazement, and looked at each other, wondering what good things happened to Master today, and they were so happy.

After eating, take a short rest.

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

Coincidentally, Jin Song also walked out of the next room with his eight disciples.

When the two sides met, there were smiles on their faces, but swords and swords were flickering in their eyes.

"Senior Brother Sun, congratulations."

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

Sun Jiang's heart skipped a beat, did he know the news?
Unexpectedly, Jin Song smiled and said: "I heard from my disciples that your performance in the morning was very good. Tsk tsk, it seems that this ranking should not be counted down. Congratulations, Senior Brother Sun."

Hearing this, Sun Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a sneer, "Junior Brother Jin was disappointed."

Jin Song said with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Sun, what did you say? I really congratulate you. By the way, you should have two disciples going on stage in the competition in the afternoon, right? The younger brother will wish the two nephews a good start in advance, and they will all get a good result." Ranked."

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

Jin Song immediately chuckled and said, "Good luck, it's just good luck."

The two chatted vainly, and took their disciples to the square together.

Luo Qingzhou was thinking about something when Yun Wanrou suddenly walked over and said with a gentle smile on her face, "Junior Brother Chu, I believe you will be able to enter the top ten this afternoon. If you meet me then, we will Let's have a good fight between the two in the arena."

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

The tip of Yun Wanrou's eyebrows twitched a few times. She didn't expect that with this guy's ability, she would beg for mercy directly. She froze, but still kept a smile on her face and said, "Junior Brother Chu, don't need to be modest. , and eyesight, are not comparable to ordinary warriors. If we really meet in the ring this afternoon, don't worry, we will stop here, and I will not deliberately target 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, and they all looked at him with a look of sarcasm and disdain.

Begging for mercy before even taking the stage, it's a shame.

A group of people came to the square.

Not long after, many people gathered in the square.

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

Guests from other sects also sat down on the stands in advance.

In the afternoon, there will be a competition between the middle and late martial arts disciples, and it will definitely be much more exciting than yesterday and morning.

After a while, several elders who presided over the competition also came together.

The disciples immediately lined up and waited for the lottery.

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

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

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

"It's the suzerain, Fairy Zixia..."

Those guests from other sects also looked over one after another.

When Luo Qingzhou was staring at the red shadow and observing, the elder on the stage suddenly said loudly: "The top ten of the early martial arts disciple competition this morning have come out, and I will announce the list next. Those whose names have been read, Come to the front, and then decide whether to participate in the lottery competition in the afternoon..."

Zhou Boyue immediately became nervous.

"Yan Fei from Liuzhou, No. 10! Zhu Lin from Wancheng, No. 9... Zhou Boyue, No. 4 from Kyoto..."

Hearing this ranking, Chu Xiaoxiao and the others standing beside Zhou Boyue cheered.

Chu Xiaoxiao excitedly said: "Senior brother Zhou, you are so good that you are ranked No.4!"

Zhou Boyue smiled cautiously, and hurriedly walked forward.

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

Besides Zhou Boyue, there were three other people who wanted to participate again.

After the elders finished registering, they let them disperse.

Another half stick of incense time passed.

The elder re-mounted the stone platform and began to announce the drawing of lots.

Luo Qingzhou, Zhang Yuanshan, Zhou Boyue, and other mid-term martial artist disciples all walked over.

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

Luo Qingzhou has drawn Han Ziyan from Meicheng, whose name should be a female disciple, but naturally he will not be sympathetic.

He will definitely win this competition.

He glanced at the stage again, and found that Linghu Qingzhu was looking at him, the two looked at each other, Linghu Qingzhu looked cold, as if he didn't know him.

Luo Qingzhou looked away, and followed the other disciples to the ring.

There are three arenas in total, among which six disciples compete first.

Great Elder Wu Youzi held the list after the lottery, and read the names one by one in order.

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

The two looked at each other and nodded slightly.

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

Seeing that he was unarmed, Han Ziyan seemed to be thinking about tactics.

Wu Youzi checked the badges issued by the two of them just yesterday, took another piece of jade, and took a photo of them, Fang said: "Remember the rules, it's best to stop at the end. If you can't win, don't be brave and admit defeat." That is, there is still 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 the spear in her hand 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 up together.

"Shh!"

Of course, Han Ziyan wouldn't let him get close. With a flash of cold light from the spear in her hand, ten spear flowers flashed out instantly, covering him, aiming precisely at the ten big acupoints on his body!
These ten gun flowers are not distinguished from the front and back, and it is impossible to tell whether they are true or false.

And the real tip of the gun is hidden in it!
"boom!"

Without avoiding it, Luo Qingzhou shattered nine spear flowers with one punch, one of which pierced his chest directly, and he avoided it sideways.

Just as he was about to approach along the barrel of the gun, Han Ziyan moved her wrist, and the spear swept out with a "swish". Due to the high speed and force, there was a sharp whistling sound in the air.

Luo Qingzhou punched the gun that swept towards him.

"boom!"

With a bend in the barrel of the gun, Han Ziyan turned around with her strength, turned the spear in her hand, and stabbed him again with all her strength.

Luo Qingzhou used Lingfeng Fist, both offensive and defensive, and fought her quite fiercely.

In the stands, Luo Changtian stared at his moves and movements, with a thoughtful look on his brows.

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

Linghu Qingzhu and suzerain Zixia were also watching seriously.

"That kid seems ordinary, and there is nothing extraordinary about it, and there is nothing exciting about this Lingfeng Fist..."

The big-faced peak master frowned and said in doubt.

"boom!"

At this moment, on the ring, Luo Qingzhou finally found the right opportunity to approach, and punched Han Ziyan in the chest. Before she could withdraw the spear she had thrust out, with a "bang", he punched her in the stomach again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Another three punches in a row sent her flying and fell into the crowd below the ring.

The crowd dispersed, not daring to pick it up.

And her senior brothers who were watching the battle from the audience surrounded her with concern on their faces, but they didn't dare to help.

Because the competition is not over yet.

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

Han Ziyan spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" and struggled a few times on the ground. Fang stood up, raised his head, and looked at him a few times. Fang cupped his hands and said, "Junior Brother Chu, I'm not your opponent. Give up."

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands.

In the crowd next to him, Chu Xiaoxiao cheered excitedly: "Senior brother Chu is mighty! Brother Chu won!"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, stepped off the ring, and waited for the next round.

In the stands, several peak masters were a little confused.

"How did you win? Looking at the mediocre boxing skills, why did you suddenly win?"

"The opponent is too weak, it's not that he's too strong. His Lingfeng Fist probably just started training, and he's not as good as an ordinary disciple."

"From this point of view, he probably won't be able to pass the second round."

"This kid was able to enter that ancient formation yesterday. Couldn't it be just a coincidence?"

Several peak owners were a little suspicious.

Linghu Qingzhu, who was sitting by the side, had a flash in his eyes, and suddenly said: "I met him last night, tried him out, and checked him out, his talent is mediocre, and there is nothing extraordinary about him. And 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 at the side glanced at her.

Mo Jiufeng sneered when he heard the words, and said, "Master Linghu, do you think we will give up if you say this? You underestimate us old fellows too much, don't you?"

Linghu Qingzhu didn't speak any more, but turned to look at the suzerain beside him.

Fairy Zixia looked at the young man below, her eyes flickered, but she didn't speak.

"In the next game, Lei Yang will be the leader in Shuicheng and Chu Feiyang will be the leader in Kyoto!"

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

"Shuicheng sub-rudder?"

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

Under the arena, Jin Song was watching with other disciples. Seeing the long-faced man walk into the arena, his disciples raised their hands and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Lei will win! Brother Lei will win!"

The test begins.

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

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

Jin Song thought he was nervous, smiled, walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Senior Brother Sun, what a coincidence, our two disciples met so soon. That is my eldest disciple, he It’s the middle stage of a martial artist, and it’s estimated that he will be able to break through in a few months. Your disciple just broke through, right? I just saw that he seems to be a little rusty in Lingfeng Quan. You didn’t just teach it to him, did you? My disciple’s Lingfeng Fist..."

"boom!"

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

Jin Song smiled all over his face and looked towards the stage while talking.

Seeing this, the smile on his face suddenly froze!
The competition had just begun, and his big disciple had already been blown out of the ring!
At this time, Mo Jiufeng and the others in the stands also had their eyes lit up, their faces full of surprise.

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

"This punch is incredible. The essence of Lingfeng Fist lies in this punch. This kid is even more powerful than the inner disciple!"

"No, did you see clearly just now, when that fist hit that disciple's body, there seemed to be a thunderbolt... It seems that Lingfeng Fist contains other exercises..."

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

Several peak masters discussed with puzzled expressions.

Linghu Qingzhu's gaze was fixed on the boy with clenched fists on the stage.

She also saw that lightning bolt just now.

I didn't expect this kid to hide such a trick.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little angry. After thinking for a moment, she secretly said: When he goes to practice that ancient sword technique tonight, I will ask him to clarify. By the way... hmph, of course he will choose me. What choice does the old man have.Whenever he hesitates, he insults me, and I strike...

Fairy Zixia at the side suddenly touched her, and said in a low voice: "Qingzhu, take him to see me tonight, I think there is something wrong with that lightning bolt."

Linghu Qingzhu looked at her: "..."

(End of this chapter)