Choose Wanjie from Douluo

After the show.

Zhang Xiaofan clasped his fists in supplication and directly pulled Li Changsheng, still in the same place, on the mountain behind Dazhu Peak.

This is an uninhabited land, with few people coming from all over Qingyun. It is a good place for secret cultivation.

"Junior Brother Changsheng, you helped me suppress the magic bead last time, but my cultivation was still very slow. What's going on?"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't doubt the other party, he just couldn't figure out the reason.

Others don't know.

Li Changsheng knew very well that it was simply the conflict between the Tianyin Temple Buddhist skills left by Pu Zhi and the Taoism of the Qingyun lineage, and the two offset each other, which led to such a result.

However, this cannot be said.

"Junior Brother Changsheng, your talent is as enviable as your luck, and you will be promoted directly.

My master has high hopes for me, but I always make them sad. Qimai Huiwu, do you have any good ideas? I don’t need to win the championship, I just need to last a few more rounds. "

Nowadays, Zhang Xiaofan's mind is filled with the images of Tian Buyi and Suru, and he feels very regretful when he thinks of their teachings.

“It’s easy to hold on for a few more rounds.

If you want to learn to sword, I'll teach you. "

"Sunflower Collection" is a very powerful and extremely yang method that does not require high qualifications of the practitioner. One year can be worth ten years of hard work.

"Dugu Nine Swords" is divided into the final form, the sword-breaking form, the knife-breaking form, the spear-breaking form, the whip-breaking form, the rope-breaking form, the palm-breaking form, the arrow-breaking form, the qi-breaking form...

Li Changsheng didn't hide his secrets at all, he wrote for him openly and let the other party choose.

"If you want to practice magical skills, you must first leave the palace?"

After seeing this Sunflower Book, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt a chill in his lower body and shook his head repeatedly.

Seeing his ghostly expression, Li Changsheng couldn't help but think of Huo Yuhao, who practiced this skill, and wondered how he was doing in Peerless Tang Clan?

"The Dugu Nine Swords can defeat all the swords in the world. This is not bad!"

Zhang Xiaofan is not a fool, so this is his first choice. After all, happiness in the second half of life cannot be one-size-fits-all.

"Xiao Fan, tomorrow is the first battle of the Seven Meridians Competition. I congratulate you on being victorious."

Li Changsheng did not take back the Sunflower Book, but packaged it with Dugu Nine Swords and gave it to the other party.

Whether you practice or not depends entirely on Zhang Xiaofan.

Whether they can seize a chance of survival depends entirely on the other party.

He remembered very clearly that the first page of the improved version said that if you want to practice this skill, you must first commit suicide.

However, I added a sentence on the last page.

If you want to practice strong, you don’t have to go to the palace!

After finishing the matter, he brushed off his clothes and hid his identity and reputation. Li Changsheng left from the back mountain of Dazhu Peak in a low-key manner.

On the second day, the important day finally began.

When disciples of various peaks pass by the Hongqiao, they can see the sacred and majestic water unicorn in the lake next to it.

Along the way, Lingzun suddenly stared at Li Changsheng and looked around for a while, but found nothing unusual after all.

In front of the martial arts hall.

The leaders had already gathered. Daoxuan, the leader, walked out slowly and cleared his throat in public.

"Everyone who comes here is the best of the younger generation of Qingyun. In the future, the head elders of each peak will be selected from among you. Even the head of the entire Qingyun may be one of you... "

The leader Daoxuan looked at the disciples meaningfully, then took a deep breath, his face full of true feelings.

"I... the future... elder..."

"My...first seat in the future..."

"We...may be...the future...heads..."

In an instant, the dozens of selected disciples went crazy. This is a great future waving to everyone.

"Tch, you're already making cakes to satisfy your hunger, and getting blood from chickens are the same old tricks again?"

Li Changsheng was not interested in these methods at all. He only used the rest for his own purposes.

"Today I have another piece of good news for you. The top four selected by the Seven Meridians Competition will get a chance to go down the mountain to practice."

Taoist Cangsong added on the side, which was refreshing to hear.

"Let me tell you another exciting news. The top four in this Seven Meridians Competition will successively obtain the supreme treasure of our sect - the Qiankun Jiuyi Ding."

As the leader Daoxuan took out a small cauldron, everyone present went crazy. Even the leaders seemed a little surprised and wanted to dissuade him.

"As long as Junior Brother Changsheng doesn't take action, I will definitely win the title."

Lu Xueqi was very confident that with her own cultivation, she could defeat any disciple of the younger generation of Qingyun Sect.

"Junior Brother Changsheng's Dugu Nine Swords is difficult to understand. It requires too much understanding. My Breaking Sword Style makes me dizzy. What should I do?"

Zhang Xiaofan's head was about to grow. He felt that he was so incompetent that he couldn't even learn the sword-breaking style in a whole day.

"Low-key life, high-profile work."

Li Changsheng is also determined to win the first place this time.

This is the only way to lift the curse on yourself, so you can't let go of the opportunity.

"I declare that the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition has officially begun!"

With Taoist Cangsong giving an order, everything kicked off.

first battle.

Chaoyang Peak disciple: Liu Yishou.

Duel

Disciple of Dazhu Peak: Tian Linger.

A man and a woman quickly took their places and climbed directly onto the fighting stage.

Liu Yishou's Qingyun Sword Technique was as fast as lightning, and he launched eight attacks in a row. His skill was obviously not weak among his peers.

"Amber Zhu Ling..."

Tian Linger directly showed the red magic weapon. This thing was handed down by Suru personally. The magic power it contained was very terrifying, and it instantly suppressed the opponent.

Less than thirty rounds.

On the spot, Liu Yishou was defeated cleanly.

"Haha, Junior Sister Ling'er won."

The disciples of Dazhu Peak were overjoyed, and they were all happy and proud of her.

"Senior Sister Ling'er, you are really amazing."

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were filled with stars, looking like he was in admiration.

"Humph, it's just relying on external objects."

Everyone on Chaoyang Peak was dejected. Many people were not angry about this, but they were afraid of Tian Buyi and did not speak out.

Second battle.

Disciple of Dazhu Peak: Zhang Xiaofan.

Duel

Xiaozhufeng disciple: Wen Min.

For a time, the disciples of the two peaks met head-on and were hostile to each other.

"Tian Buyi, your luck is really bad. Why don't you just admit defeat!"

Among all Qingyun, Shuiyue disliked this fat man the most and laughed in public.

"Admit defeat?

You, Xiaozhufeng, are all prostitutes. I'm afraid that Xiaofan will be too strong and beat your good disciple until he calls his father and mother. "

Tian Buyi confronted him, and then with a look he signaled Zhang Xiaofan to get on the ring and help him regain his place.

"Junior Brother Xiaofan, I'm offended!"

Wen Min slowly walked up to the fighting stage and nodded, then pulled out the long sword in his hand and slashed out three sword shadows that combined virtuality and reality at once.

"A dead horse is a living doctor. If this guy practices the Sunflower Book, he should be able to withstand it."

As for learning the Dugu Nine Swords, according to Zhang Xiaofan's stupid head, Li Changsheng is not optimistic about him.

"what do I do?

Senior Sister Wenmin has been practicing Taoism for many years, and her skills should not be underestimated. It is impossible to resist the three fierce sword shadows..."

Zhang Xiaofan felt panicked. At the critical moment, the high hopes his master and his wife had placed on him flashed through his mind, so he froze in place for some reason.

"Done.

I, Dazhufeng, will lose all my centuries-old face to this guy! "

Tian Buyi's heart felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he closed his eyes directly, unable to bear to look directly.

"Broken Sword Style!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan looking like a fool, Li Changsheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and warn everyone.