Cannon fodder's counterattack

Chapter 72 4 Sect Competition (1)

This day was a rare good day. Although the sun was still fierce, the gentle breeze blew away the heat in the air, making the mood more peaceful and peaceful.

More than a hundred disciples participating in the competition have lined up neatly in the center of Fengyuan Sect's huge square, and the square is surrounded by Fengyuan Sect disciples watching the fun. On the high platform, in addition to the four sect masters, there are also other sects accompanying them. Several elders came.

"Boom!"

The low bell fell, and Lord Jinghui, the master of Fengyuan Sect, stepped forward slowly, "The four sects' competition has now officially begun. There are a total of [-] disciples participating in the competition this time. The rules remain unchanged and the method is to draw lots. The method is a two-by-two showdown, the winner advances, and the loser is directly eliminated. If you get a bye, you can also advance directly."

"Now, please come forward and draw lots to determine your opponent." Daojun Jinghui waved his hand, and a huge light curtain appeared in front of him. After the disciples drew lots, their names and numbers would appear on the screen. On the light curtain.

Yuan Yihuan looked at the signature in his hand, No. [-], which corresponded to a disciple of Taiqing Sect named Shen Zhenghao who was in the early stage of Jindan.

Good luck!

"Ah Huan!"

A gentle voice sounded. Yuan Yihuan turned around and saw Shi Yuyao walking over gracefully. She couldn't help but smile and said: "Put it on again."

"Why didn't you come to me? I also want to take you to visit Fengyuan Sect." Shi Yuyao complained.

"Aren't I afraid that you will be too busy?" Yuan Yi said with a smile: "After all, we, Fairy Yuyao, are still responsible for entertaining guests, so I can't cause any trouble for you."

"You're still laughing at me!" Shi Yuyao glared at her angrily and complained in a low voice, "I've been laughing so hard for the past few days, and I've been waiting for you to save me, but in the end you're doing well and enjoying yourself."

"Okay!" She patted Shi Yuyao's shoulder comfortingly, "You will say you want to receive me from now on. Anyway, they all think that I am inhumane and very cold, so I can help you block it."

"Hey, I'm just waiting for you to say this!"

The two murmured quietly, while others looked at them in surprise, wondering how these two people with completely different personalities got together.

What the disciples of Xuanji Sect were thinking was that they didn't expect that the cold little junior sister from Bishuifeng to have such a gentle and lively side. The disciples of Fengyuan Sect sighed, it turns out that the gentle and dignified senior sister Yuyao can also joke.

On the other side, Han Lu wanted to come to Yuan Yihuan, but when he saw them chatting happily, he could only leave with a helpless smile.

Tong Yan also accidentally caught a glimpse of Shi Yuyao. She subconsciously looked at Yu Tianze and saw him looking in the direction of Shi Yuyao.

The woman who was following Tong Yan noticed the eyes of these people, and immediately leaned into her ear with a smile, and asked curiously: "Who are those two people? Why does Senior Brother Yu keep looking at them?"

Hearing this, Tong Yan's calm heart rippled again, and she said disdainfully: "Two insignificant people!"

After saying that, she quickly left here.

The woman did not follow, but looked at Yu Tianze again, with a glint in her eyes, "That's it!"

Xiang Ziyu kept following behind. Although he didn't know what the woman said to Tong Yan, when he saw Tong Yan's hurried back, he knew that something was wrong.

He walked forward and looked at the woman with cold eyes, "Junior sister has a simple heart. It is best for Junior Sister Tong Shan to stay away from her."

"Why did Senior Brother Xiang say this? Shan'er just cares about Xiaoyan." Tong Shan twisted her hair around her ears and frowned slightly, "Don't Xiaoyan like Senior Brother Yu?"

"Hmph, I understand what you are thinking. I don't care how you seduce Junior Brother Yu, but don't provoke Junior Sister again in the future. This is the last reminder. You'd better keep it in mind!"

At this moment, the approachable and spring-like Xiang Ziyu seemed to have disappeared. Although there was still a warm smile on his face, there was a cold warning in his eyes.

Tong Shan's heart tightened and she quickly lowered her eyes, "Senior Brother Xiang is joking, Xiaoyan is my sister, I will not harm her."

"younger sister?"

"You're not worthy!"

Hearing this, a trace of hatred flashed in Tong Shan's eyes. She watched Xiang Ziyu quickly catch up, ignoring the coldness around Tong Yan, gently teasing the arrogant and willful woman, and clenched her fists instantly.

Tong Yan!

I want you to die!

She glanced at Yuan Yihuan and Shi Yuyao again, and then walked towards Yu Tianze.

Yuan Yihuan and Shi Yuyao, who were joking and joking, suddenly noticed a cold gaze. They quickly looked at each other and looked around casually, and saw a woman not far away talking to Yu Tianze.

However, the woman's face was filled with a soft smile, while Yu Tianze still looked like a cold immortal, with his handsome eyebrows lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he seemed to be aware of the two people's gaze. He quickly turned around and saw only their backs.

He frowned, why didn't Ayao reply to his summons?

Just as a few people were talking, all the disciples had finished drawing lots, and Daojun Jinghui said loudly: "Next, let's start the first round of competition."

As soon as he finished speaking, ten arenas instantly appeared around the square, and the disciples who had drawn the top ten lots jumped onto the arena.

The competition is in full swing.

Among the few people, Han Lu entered the ring first. Sword cultivator focused on strength. Although his fighting methods were not as many as Fa cultivator's, his combat power was extremely strong.

He practiced Futian Kendo, and all his cultivation was based on his natal spiritual sword, Fusheng Sword. He casually shot out a sword technique, and the surging sword intent instantly covered half of the arena. No matter how hard the monks on the opposite side broke through, they could not break through. His sword intention formation.

After just a few moves, the sword light that filled the sky shrank smaller and smaller, and the disciple who was in the middle stage of Jindan was forced off the ring.

Several lively shouts immediately rang out from the audience. Han Lu jumped off the stage, and the disciples of Tianyi Sword Sect quickly gathered around him, chattering non-stop.

Yuan Yihuan looked at this scene, his head lowered, the corners of his mouth subconsciously raised, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

In this life, the light on him should be even stronger.

After that, Shi Yuyao and several others also advanced one after another. Among them, the one who surprised Yuan Yihuan the most was Tong Yan.

Tong Yan's natal spiritual weapon is a long whip. Countless green vines will sometimes grow out of thin air on the long whip. The green vines will also emit a psychedelic aura. As long as the monk is caught up by the green vines, he will definitely be caught in the next moment. Throw off the ring.

In her last life, all she saw was Tong Yan stalking Yu Tianze. Now it seems that although Tong Yan is arrogant and willful, her cultivation is indeed impressive.

After several rounds, it was Yuan Yihuan's turn soon. She jumped lightly and flew onto the ring.

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