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Chapter 102 Master's Tears (60)

Although it is strictly forbidden for participating disciples to harm each other maliciously in this Immortal Cultivation Conference, it is even more forbidden for anyone to fight to the death with spells that will hurt both sides.

Once a crisis situation arises, the arbitrating elders will immediately stop it.

But after all, swords have no eyesight, especially for new disciples who cannot control their own strength well and cannot be measured, so casualties and accidents are always inevitable.

Fu Xiaoqi first watched two other people's competitions, and was inevitably a little nervous when it was his turn to play.

But fortunately, since the water system belongs to Tianzun, I study it very hard, and the teacher teaches it very well, so I am still relatively good at it.

It's just that I'm not used to using the sword under my feet, and the center of gravity is slightly unstable during the flight.

Xiao Qi's first match was against a disciple of Mount Emei, a man in his early thirties. He thought he underestimated the enemy when he saw that the first match was against a girl, so he gave Xiao Qi a chance, and Xiao Qi won easily.

Yulian was also very lucky. In the first round, she met a disciple who had just practiced and won easily.

Yulian Yujian came down from mid-air and came to Xiao Qi's side. He happened to witness Xiao Qi's first competition. He took a few deep breaths and said, "Miss, you are amazing! It's just the flowing water and falling flowers. Usually it is half a beat slow and full of loopholes, but fortunately, it was only a half-baked one, if you meet a strong opponent, you will be in danger, you must pay attention to it next time!"

"Oh, I see!"

Xiaoqi nodded repeatedly.

Although she is a young lady, she has to say that during this period of time, Yulian's immortality has been much higher than hers.

Suddenly he heard clapping from the side, Xiao Qi looked up and saw that it was Sima Xuan. Seeing his smug face, he should have easily won.

"Not bad. From this point of view, we might meet in the final."

Sima Xuan said to Xiao Qi with a smile.

"Thank you."

Xiao Qi turned her head and looked around, but she couldn't see Mo Ziyang, so she couldn't help but asked Yulian, "Yulian, where is Mo Ziyang?"

"Mr. Mo, he is competing with others. It should be over soon at this time. But don't worry, Miss. With Mr. Mo's skills, he will definitely pass smoothly. Don't worry."

"Yeah, Dead Fish Face even said that he wants to compete with me in the finals. He will definitely win."

As soon as Sima Xuan finished speaking, Mo Ziyang stepped down from the sword.

But Sima Xuan acted as if he hadn't noticed him at all, and kept complaining to Xiao Qi: "You don't even know, Xiao Qi, that dead fish face, it really stinks as much as your face..."

Seeing Sima Xuan's concentration, Xiao Qi couldn't help snickering, then turned to Mo Ziyang who was behind Sima Xuan and said, "Brother Mo, you're here."

When Sima Xuan heard this, he turned his head slowly, met Mo Ziyang's gaze, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly, "Hey, brother Mo, you're here, alas, the second competition is about to start, I You have to get ready, Xiao Qi, come on, I’m leaving first.”

After speaking, Sima Xuan left in a hurry.

Looking at the back of Sima Xuan running away, Xiao Qi couldn't help laughing.

Mo Ziyang looked at Xiao Qi's pale face, and couldn't help feeling a little worried, "Xiao Qi, why are you so pale? Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay. How are you? Is the first round okay?"

"Naturally. What about you?"

"Miss has also passed."

Yulian looked at Mo Ziyang with joy.

"That's good. If you're lucky and don't encounter a strong enemy, you should be able to enter the top ten."

"Uh-huh."

Xiao Qi nodded vigorously to Mo Ziyang.

Sure enough, in the next few days, Fu Xiaoqi went all the way through five stages and killed six generals, reaching the top eight.

It's just that it is more difficult as you go to the back. After all, there are more masters in the back, and she has consumed too much spiritual and physical strength after several battles.

She gradually felt powerless.

Among the top eight, the Tianling faction occupied five places, Fu Xiaoqi, Qing Wu, Mo Ziyang, Yulian and Sima Xuan.

Naturally, Fu Xiaoqi and Yulian were the big upsets this time.

If Fu Xiaoqi can win another game against Yuzhuo Peak's disciples and enter the semi-finals, he may have to face Qing Wu. It's not easy to get to this point.

But after all, his strength is limited, and he tried his best to defeat the disciple of Yuzhuo Peak at the volcano, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted, and his vitality was seriously injured.

However, Qing Wu was not much better. After many days, she was exhausted. It was only thanks to her father's continuous input of internal energy at night that she was able to maintain a vigorous posture in the competition.

On the last day of the Immortal Sword Conference, two groups of top five contested.

Due to the large number of spectators, all the venues were moved above the sea.

Even the four elders and the nine elders, who rarely showed up in the past few days, floated on a high place to watch the final winner's decision, and then as soon as the game was over, it was the apprenticeship ceremony of the Tianling Sect, so almost everyone was present.

The first competition was between Fu Xiaoqi and Qing Wu.

Yulian, Mo Ziyang and Sima Xuan were all cheering for her.

Mo Shangqian stood next to Tianzun and Shizun and saw it from afar, and was turned around and coughed a few times.

Jiemo heard it, turned to him and asked, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Report to the World Honored One, the disciple is fine."

"It's okay. This year is also the last time you will participate in this Immortal Cultivation Conference. You will also open a mansion to recruit disciples. You must not lose the face of your master and the entire Tianling Sect, and you must get back the first place. , how can it not fall into the hands of others.”

"What the World Honored One teaches is that the disciples know it."

Ji Mo snorted coldly, looked at Fu Xiaoqi and Qing Wu who were about to fight, and asked: "You should be familiar with these two disciples. According to you, who of these two will win?"

"World Honored One, Fu Xiaoqi had the victory before, but after fighting for several days, both of them are exhausted now. This is a test of speed, Taoism, and magic power, but the most important thing in the end is endurance. Flying in the air to dodge, while being distracted from fighting, whoever has the best comprehensive ability is the most likely to win, but it is still unknown who will win the battle."

"Junior brother, what do you think?" Ji Mo suddenly turned his head and asked Jun Mo who was beside him.

Jun Mo was still expressionless, looking at the lively scene in mid-air below, he asked for a long time: "Then who do you want to win?"

Before Jiemo could answer, Zi Mo interjected and said with a smile: "Senior brother, haha, naturally, senior brother wants Qing Wu to win, right? At that time, the Tianling faction and Yingzhou faction will be on better terms. What's more, Qing Wu is also a disciple of Wuji's sect, we naturally have to give the face of Wuji God of War, don't you think?"

Jie Mo was noncommittal and suddenly said: "Jun Mo, what do you think of Qing Wu's child's qualifications?"

"Very good."

Jun Mo nodded, but his eyes were on Fu Xiaoqi.

Looking at Fu Xiaoqi's pale face, he couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling a little strange in his heart.

(End of this chapter)