My ancestor who served with my ability

"Wow!" Wu Huaizhi sat up straight in amazement, "Little Tang Yu practiced well." He touched his chin, "That's the style of painting..."

Everyone in the stands answered in their hearts: they resemble someone.

Someone hooked his lips, not hiding the satisfaction on his face.

Wu Huaizhi looked at Shen Tukun, and asked in confirmation: "Master, did you teach this?"

Shen Tukun sneered: "Isn't this nonsense? One or two rely on their identities, and they have to pretend to be immortals in a fight. How can they teach such a domineering style of fighting?"

Wu Huaizhi: ...

The people who lay guns for no reason: ...

Wu Huaizhi wiped his face, and said helplessly: "Master, we are not exaggerating like that, you just label us as virtuous just because of the state of this little disciple."

"Let you punch someone with your fists, do you dare?"

dare not.Everyone thought, they have magic tools and spells, why use fists?

Shen Tukun glanced at the crowd in disdain, and turned his attention back to Tang Yu with a soft snort.

The elders suddenly felt a little itchy in their hands, looked at each other's cultivation, and silently suppressed their thoughts.

Having said that, originally when Tang Yu came on stage, except for Mu Ange who was more familiar with him and paid a little attention to him, the rest of them just glanced at it, after all, this talent...

Tsk, I don't think there will be any climate in the future.

Unexpectedly, this Tang Yu was taught by the ancestor?How is he different?

Then turn to the square.

With Tang Yu's punch, a single stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone was in an uproar.

The scene suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Sudden--

"puff--"

The crowd looked up.

Senior brother Heshan in mid-air hurriedly covered his mouth: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you guys go on, go on."

Xie Xiucheng came back to his senses, got up in embarrassment, felt the heat slowly flowing out of his nose, and raised his hand in disbelief, his hand was covered with blood.He was frightened and angry: "Tang Yu, are you cheating?!"

"En?" Tang Yu took a step forward, "How did I cheat?"

Xie Xiucheng couldn't help taking a step back: "You, you——" He glanced at the brown-shirted brother in mid-air, and was speechless.After all, no one said that this competition cannot...fight like this, right?

Tang Yu glanced around the stunned crowd, and slowly asked: "The rules of the competition say that spells and spiritual power are needed." He raised his arm, and tapped the stone sleeve outside his arm with the other hand, "Have I used it?" ?”

Everyone nodded silly.

Tang Yu asked again: "There is no rule in the competition..." He paused, and looked at the brown-shirted brother in mid-air, "Shouldn't you fight in close quarters?"

Senior Brother Brown Shirt suppressed a smile and nodded: "Of course."

Crowd: ...

No!This is not the point!The crux of the problem is... everyone is casting spells in a proper manner, and he is so...

Fan Chengping looked worriedly at Tang Yu and at the crowd, for fear that he would offend everyone, but he didn't know what to say.

As if knowing what they were thinking, Tang Yu smiled: "Do you think my way is rude and ugly? Is it not worthy of the status of a cultivator?"

That's right, that's the reason.Everyone nodded in unison.

Tang Yu shook his head: "This is just a competition, it doesn't matter how you fight. If you meet a monster outside, don't you just stand like this and wait to die?" He raised his eyebrows, imitating Shen Tukun, "Anyway, I I like to fight like this."

Everyone: ...that's right...but why do you want to beat him up so much?

Tang Yu ignored them, and turned back to look at Xie Xiucheng: "Brother Xie, do you want to continue?"

Thinking of the fist that was punched on the face just now, Xie Xiucheng flinched, and then said sharply: "Of course." He didn't believe that this useless Tang Yu could block his spells with these unrefined body skills.After finishing speaking, he wiped away the dripping nosebleed again, "Come again."

As soon as the words fell, he directly activated the spiritual power of the fire element and locked himself firmly behind the fire wall.Hmph, let's see how Tang Yu beats him now.

Seeing that Xie Xiucheng was firmly protecting himself, everyone looked at Tang Yu in unison, waiting to see how he would deal with it.

Tang Yu unconsciously imitated Shen Tukun's usual pre-event demeanor, raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his lips, the earth and rock elements on his hands faded, and with a movement of his fingers, a row of fine silver needles appeared in midair.

Immediately after he waved his hand, the silver needle flew directly towards Xie Xiucheng.

Xie Xiucheng was startled, and hurriedly ran away from his position.In astonishment, the wall of fire around him was thinned by more than half.

Before he could stand still, the next moment, Tang Yu's fist wearing a stone mask appeared behind him—this time, he covered not only his arms, but even his face with a stone mask, blocking Xie Xiucheng's fire from outside .

boom--

Xie Xiucheng flew out again.

Everyone was in an uproar.Such a quick movement... This Tang Yu, did he attach spiritual power to his feet at the same time?Can be distracted to control two kinds of spiritual power transmission?

However, it looks like this...it's really interesting...it's more stylish than standing and throwing spells stupidly...

Tang Yu's domineering side leaked, as for the other side - everyone turned their sympathetic eyes to Xie Xiucheng who was lying on the ground without moving for a long time - it was a bit miserable.

Seeing that Xie Xiucheng had fallen, Tang Yu didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but stopped his hands and stood there waiting in a very gentlemanly manner.

The competitions in the other three fields could not be carried out at all, and everyone was staring at this field.

Brother Brown Shirt descended a little, approached Xie Xiucheng and asked, "How about it, do you want to admit defeat?"

Both he and Tang Yu knew that Tang Yu didn't use much strength, and that Xie Xiucheng had a skin injury. He didn't move, but he couldn't save face.

Everyone on the field remained silent, waiting for Xie Xiucheng's answer.

Wu Chen, who was on good terms with Xie Xiucheng, raised his voice to cheer him up: "Xiucheng, get up! He is only relying on his physical skills to be flexible. In terms of cultivation, he is not as good as you, and in terms of spiritual strength, he is not as good as you. How can you give up so lightly? "

When Xie Xiucheng heard this, his depressed and annoyed heart suddenly cheered up.Yes, the road to practice is long, how could he be defeated by such a face problem?If Tang Yu can do it, so can he!

Thinking of this, Xie Xiucheng gritted his teeth and got up.

This time, he stared at Tang Yu for a long time, and imitated Tang Yu by transporting spiritual energy to his feet-this is the most familiar technique for low-level disciples like them-and then sacrificed fire snakes directly wrapped around his arms- —Although the fire snake appeared and disappeared due to lack of proficiency, it was enough.

With a movement of his feet, Xie Xiucheng rushed directly to Tang Yu—since he wanted to fight hand-to-hand, he had to see whether his fire fist was stronger or Tang Yu's rock was harder.

After all, Xie Xiucheng is the best among this year's disciples.He held his breath and punched Tang Yu a few times, and he quickly became proficient.Although he has no rules, he can occasionally find time to fight back.

Tang Yu's clothes were burned several times.Fortunately, his body was covered with a thin layer of stones, and he was not injured.

For a moment, the two figures on the field came and went like the wind, and everyone in the field was dazzled, but it was enjoyable.Compared to the competition just now, this kind of hand-to-hand combat mixed with spells is more exciting!

After all, Tang Yu had practiced for three years. No matter how talented Xie Xiucheng was, his control over spiritual power and body skills were far inferior to Tang Yu's. Therefore, although he rose up for a while, he was finally beaten up and lay down with a bruised nose and a swollen face. .

However, it is glorious to lose.

The crowd cheered.

Xie Xiucheng, who was lying on the ground, cupped Tang Yuchao's hands: "Thank you for your advice, brother."

Xie Xiucheng grinned relaxedly: "I should be thanking you, I gained a lot today." He struggled to get up half way, and cupped his hands back, and then cupped his hands to the brothers who gathered around the stage to applaud him, When it was over, he collapsed to the ground again.Huh - it hurts!This Tang Yu, he remembered!If you have a chance in the future, you must beat him back!

Brother Brown Shirt nodded secretly, and then raised his voice to announce that Tang Yu had won.

Immediately afterwards, busts of Tang Yu and Xie Xiucheng appeared on the cliff.

One with a solemn face, clenched right fist and wearing a stone cover across his chest; the other with a dignified expression, dancing fire snakes with both hands.

At first glance, it looks very manly, especially burning!It is completely different from the previous groups of lifeless tombstone photos.

The eyes of those who haven't competed yet are brightened, and those who have already competed are beating their chests and stamping their feet.

Immediately afterwards, Brother Brown Shirt stared at him: "You three groups, what's the matter? Are you still in a hurry?"

The people in the other three groups quickly let go of their hands holding on to the railing of the competition field, and returned to the field in despair to continue the competition.

Of course, the style of the next competition suddenly changed.

Whether it's for the tombstone photo, oh no, the hero list photo, or for winning, in short, everyone is holding back their energy and starting to devote themselves to developing various combinations of spiritual power and military aesthetics.

This one was punched in the front and tried to wrap his head with fire power, but his hair was burnt.

The one who disliked the fact that beating people with Shui Lingli doesn't hurt, so he simply used Shui Lingli into a rope, directly tied up his opponent and started beating him up, just like that scene.

There is also a wood-type spiritual force that spawned a big tree branch, holding the tree branch, covering the head and face, and then slapped the person opposite.

And the guy with earth-type spiritual power failed to imitate Tang Yu, so he simply buried himself with a mound of earth-type spiritual power, only his head, face and hands were exposed, and when the opponent approached, he would throw stones suddenly.

……

For a while, the stage was fighting wits and courage, and the audience burst into laughter.

Wu Huaizhi Lao Huai comforted: "This year's disciples are really good."

Yueqing nodded, and joked with a smile: "I, who came to join in the fun, want to pick up some good seedlings and go back."

Wu Huaizhi turned to Shen Tukun: "How is it? Does Master have any fancy?"

Shen Tukun snorted softly: "The little boy who doesn't even have hair. I don't have the time to take care of the children."

"Oh?" Wu Huaizhi said meaningfully, "Then I think Tang Yu is good, why don't you accept it under my name?"

The other elders, especially the elders of Jiange, had burning eyes.Although the roots are a bit weak, but the calm and relaxed attitude when fighting is very good, sword practice should be a good seed!

Shen Tukun paused, glanced at the Jiange elder who was about to move, his fists were clenched, and he asked Wu Huaizhi: "Want to take Tang Yu? How about you go with me first?"

Wu Huaizhi: ... See you in debt.

The elder Jiange understood, sighed and turned his gaze back to the field.

Shen Tukun scanned the elders present one by one: "Who else wants to accept Tang Yu?"

Everyone quickly shook their heads and waved their hands.Just kidding, looking at the posture of the ancestor, it is clear that Tang Yu is very concerned about this, how dare they snatch it?Aren't you afraid of being beaten up?

Although you can gain a lot of understanding through a few tricks with the master of the fit period, there are still so many disciples. As teachers, don't they want to lose face?

For Shen Tukun's threatening words, Wu Huaizhi was speechless, and even Wu Yushu made a gesture of supporting his forehead - it was so blatant and shameless.

Naturally, Tang Yu didn't know what happened to the bosses in the stands. He was busy watching other people's competitions.

This competition is an elimination promotion system.If you win, you can continue to the next level, if you lose, you will stop at the present.All competitions will be completed within today.

Therefore, this competition not only tests the use of spiritual power, force, and intelligence, but also the storage and durability of spiritual power in the body.

With rich combat experience, Tang Yu, who was able to fight non-stop in the back mountain and cook with spiritual power for two days and two nights, lived up to everyone's expectations—wrong, but he just lived up to the expectations of his ancestors and took the lead.

Everyone envied and envied, but Tang Yu was actually defeated, and they had nothing to say.In the final analysis, they were just depressed that Tang Yu, who had the worst qualifications, took the first place.

Ke Wanxian couldn't help feeling sour, and muttered, "Hmph, I just hugged my ancestor's thigh and learned a lot more than us, so what's there to show off." After that, he said, "Shameless."

The voice was a bit loud, and the few people who were standing near Ke Wanxian frowned upon hearing this, and moved away from him without any trace.

Tang Yu and the others who were not far away naturally heard it too.

Fan Chengping was so angry that he turned around and planned to reason with him. Tang Yu grabbed him and shook his head with a smile on his face, but what he said was so angry that no one would pay for his life: "Don't talk to him. The upper thigh is also a competition to win by ability, if he refuses to accept himself, what's the use of muttering here? Right?"

Everyone who listened to the gossip with their ears up: ...

Ke Wanxian was stunned by these words and choked in his throat.

Shen Zijin gave a thumbs up: "Tang Yu, I didn't expect you to be such a brazen person, I, Shen Zijin, are convinced!"

Tang Yu: ...Thank you for your compliment, big brother!

Naturally, it was a tense time to choose apprentices.

Wu Huaizhi didn't choose this time, the elders, except Wu Yushu, Yueqing and the demon cultivators, all chose one, and Mu Ange even chose two - Fan Chengping and Ke Wanxian.

The others are Wu Chen, Wei Chongguang, Xie Xiucheng and other familiar faces.

The few people who were named were ecstatic—even though they were only the registered disciples of the elders, it was enough for them to be happy.

Tang Yu frowned when he saw the result.Well, it seems that I have to deal with Ke Wanxian in the future.

Further down, everyone with a high level of cultivation will select candidates for the senior brothers, then the high level of cultivation will be in charge, and the rest will be classified into the peaks and officially become inner sect disciples.

After being selected from the beginning to the end, although some are happy and some are sad, everyone has a belonging—no!

When the list was read all the way down, everyone's eyes kept sweeping over Tang Yu, who was standing calmly in the crowd—how could Tang Yu, who won the first place, not be recruited by the elders?Not even a peak claim?

Think again about Tang Yu's relationship with Patriarch—is this going to be Patriarch's disciple?

In the future, wouldn't they want to call Tang Yu... uncle?

Thinking about it this way, everyone's eyes were so red that they were about to bleed...

However, no one mentioned Tang Yu's whereabouts until the list was finished and the brown-shirted brother who was hosting took the paper and left.

Everyone looked at each other.

Tang Yu's face remained motionless, and his heart was also uneasy.

At this time, Wu Huaizhi, the head of the sect, jumped out, hehe twice, gave a few words of speech, and then waved his hand, like giving away a big gift, and directly distributed a token to all the disciples present - more than 100 people, the same as just now The arrangement read out by Brother Brown Shirt is exactly the same, it must be that the disciples of Jiange definitely did not send the wrong brand of Dan Pavilion.

Then what?Tang Yu was at a loss.

He was in a panic when a familiar aura suddenly approached, and a distinctive black token was handed to him.

Tang Yu quickly raised his eyes.

Shen Tukun stared straight at him, with a solemn expression, as if swearing: "There are many hardships in the misty journey of immortality, I hope you live up to your original intentions and are not afraid of hardships and dangers." Immediately afterwards, he changed the subject and added arrogantly, "If someone who doesn't have eyesight comes to cause trouble, feel free to call back. With me here, I'll make a fuss as you please."

Although the words spoken were extremely arrogant, they were powerful.

The golden sunlight hit Shen Tukun's body, and the thin gold thread embroidered on the black robe shone brightly.The tough facial features are as sharp as a knife and an axe.Those deep black eyes that were supposed to look down on the world were full of tenderness.

There was a soft snap.Tang Yu seemed to hear the sound of a flower blooming in his heart.