Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Seeing that Xu Shan was silent, Zhao Ji continued to say coldly:

"Let's just say you and I. We are students in the same class, right?"

"!!!"

These words not only shocked the students present, but also shocked many teachers on the mountain.

These teachers all came later, so they didn’t know much about the past events of the college.

No one has ever mentioned that Zhao Ji and Xu Shanhui were students of the same class.

They thought that Zhao Ji's class had either been sent abroad or eliminated...

"When we entered Xuanhui Academy, my teacher was not the guardian teacher."

Zhao Ji said lightly:

"At that time, I was not as good as you in everything. I fought with you nineteen times and lost every time!"

"There's such a thing as this!?"

The eyes of many teachers looking at Xu Shan suddenly changed.

Even Qin Wushen's eyes flashed with surprise.

Because he knew how talented Zhao Ji was.

The other party was qualified to practice in Danling Academy, but it was only because of his inferior background that he finally committed himself to Xuanhui Academy.

"You were so high-spirited at that time, maybe just like your current disciple Fang Chen."

Zhao Ji glanced at Fang Chen.

Fang Chen was also digesting the news. Seeing Zhao Ji looking at him, he smiled and signaled.

Zhao Ji looked away coldly and said calmly:

"But you chose to worship at the Mercy Mountain at that time. Although you did advance to the early stage of Qi collection within a thousand years, every step you took from then on was weaker than others.

At that time, even several people who were not as good as me had already been promoted to the second level of the Great World.

But you are still wasting your time in the first realm of the world.

Even in a martial arts fight with my two incompetent juniors, I could barely beat one move. "

He pointed at the two brothers Wei Lianyuan.

The two brothers didn't seem to expect that Zhao Ji would mention them. A flash of astonishment suddenly flashed in their eyes, and then they fell silent.

"Do you still think Mercy Mountain's teaching policy is correct?"

Zhao Ji looked directly at Xu Shan:

"You are doing the same wrong thing that your teacher did.

You are constantly consuming our human race’s heritage and wasting our human race’s talents.

For a saint, only fighting to support fighting is the kingly way!

Taking care of yourself alone is a crooked way and not worth mentioning! "

Ruan BuTong, Cai Sixiu and Lu Jiuwan were a little excited when they said this.

They couldn't agree more with this statement, and it was because they left the Mercy Mountain in time that they had the opportunity to attain the holy position of Qi gathering today.

Therefore, they looked at Zhao Ji with a hint of reverence.

Xu Shan was silent for a while, then suddenly curled his lips and said:

"This is the way of my Mercy Mountain. If you don't want to go, you can't veto it at will."

Zhao Ji was extremely angry and laughed back: "Well, after today's fighting meeting, your Mercy Mountain will be gone. Then I will see who is willing to waste energy to veto you.

And this one. "

He pointed at Fang Chen: "This disciple of yours cut off the path to sainthood for a semi-saint in Jiuji Mountain.

When Wei Lianyuan applied for this fighting competition, he proposed that if you lose at Mercy Mountain, he will be expelled from Xuanhui Academy.

The higher-ups of the school and the old dean have already agreed to this matter.

In addition, after your defeat at Mercy Mountain, it proves that your teaching policy at Mercy Mountain is not good enough. The Human College will directly withdraw from Mercy Mountain, and the remaining disciples will be dispersed and merged into other mountains! "

"It's as if we at Mercy Mountain will lose."

Xu Shandao.

Seeing that Xu Shan was not getting enough, Zhao Ji didn't want to say anything else.

"Okay, there are some things that need to be fought over to achieve results. Today's battle of wits is just a good opportunity."

Aofeng smiled lightly and said:

“According to the rules, you decide who will play.

In terms of candidates, the weak side takes precedence. "

The weaker side comes first, this is the rule of the fighting game.

The weaker side first decides on the candidates and their cultivation levels, and then the strong side selects candidates with similar cultivation levels. Only in this way can the battle of skills begin.

It's just that for Jiuji Mountain, you can easily guess the candidates for Mercy Mountain and have already made arrangements.

"In this case, we from Mercy Mountain will send four people to fight."

Xu Shan said calmly:

"Wang Chongsong, Ling Feng, Wanyan, Zhang Daoyue, the four of you will appear in this fighting competition."

"What!?"

"Didn't let Fang Chen appear!?"

"The Fighting Tournament is such an important thing, why don't Mercy Mountain win one first before talking about it?"

Everyone was a little shocked.

Even here in Jiuji Mountain, there was a look of surprise.

If Fang Chen appears on the stage, at least Mercy Mountain can win a semi-saint duel first.

They also admitted that with Fang Chen's strength, it would be difficult for Jiuji Mountain to send out a Half-Saint who could defeat him.

Therefore, Jiuji Mountain will only make a fuss about the three battles of the Qi-gathering Saint, the Void-Life Saint, and the World-Determining Saint.

"Xu Shan, are you sure you don't want this kid to appear?"

Wei Lianyuan glanced at Fang Chen, and his eyes wandered over Wang Chongsong, as if he suspected Xu Shan had some special arrangement.

Unexpectedly, Xu Shan smiled frankly and said:

"Fang Chen may be promoted to the Qi-gathering Sainthood, so before that, the inner scene cannot be damaged and his path to the Outer Saint and Inner King cannot be interrupted."

"Still the Outer Saint and the Inner King? With him?"

Wei Lianyuan glanced sideways at Fang Chen, then smiled lightly and said:

"Since you have arranged it this way, I, Jiuji Mountain, will also cooperate with you."

After saying this, he selected four people to challenge.

They are a new half-sage, in the same class as Wang Chongsong.

The opponent was also a half-saint who was less than 500 years old, and his talent was not weaker than Wang Chongsong.

Now that he has experienced two five-day battlefields, his aura is more powerful and majestic.

Compared with this, Wang Chongsong appears to be slightly inferior. Two hundred years of training in the cave have not improved him too much.

Among the candidates for the Qi-gathering Saint, Jiuji Mountain sent Wei Zhuan.

"If Taishi Wenzhang hadn't been promoted to the middle stage of Qi collection, he should have been allowed to fight this time."

"Taishi Wenzhang has been promoted to the middle stage of gas collection?"

"You just knew?"

"However, Wei Zhuan's strength is not weak. Although he has not been promoted to Qi Collection for a long time, his performance in the five-day battlefield is also very dazzling. At least he can be ranked among the same level in our human academy."

There were whispers from all sides.

Wei Zhuo walked out, looked through the void, and looked at Ling Feng, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Later, Jiuji Mountain selected another holy man with false destiny to deal with Wanyan.

The cultivation level of this Xuming Saint is similar to that of Wanyan, both of them are in the early stage of Xuming.

Finally, as expected, Xuan Xing, the senior sister of Jiuji Mountain, walked out.

She and Zhang Daoyue were already acquaintances, and their eyes met in the air. Although they did not speak, both parties understood what the other meant at the moment.

"I'll beat you to death today."

"You will die today!"

"Senior Brother Fang, this is my first time participating in such a fighting competition. Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

Wang Chongsong suddenly became nervous at this moment.

"Do you have any bone physiognomy techniques that you can use?"

Fang Chen asked casually.

"?"

Wang Chongsong looked confused.

"Save your life."

Fang Chen gently patted Wang Chongsong's shoulder and warned. (End of chapter)