The Villain Has Something to Say

Luo Jianqing's first match was over in just one stick of incense.

Mu Tianxin focuses on alchemy. Although he is one of the seven disciples of Taihua, he is the ninth alchemy disciple in this generation, and his strength is not high.No one in the Zongmen Dabi could put water on it. This time, Mu Tianxin happened to meet Luo Jianqing. Even though he tried his best and tried all kinds of magic weapons and pills, he couldn't do any harm to Luo Jianqing.

Among the seven sons of Taihua, the gap is so big.

After this scene was over, Mu Tianxin pulled Luo Jianqing's sleeve, and hummed softly, "Senior brother, don't even let me go."

Luo Jianqing said helplessly: "Junior Sister, I have already given you time to throw your magic weapon, Thunderbolt, what do you want me to do to you?" The implication is that Luo Jianqing can end the competition in a shorter time. Dou, for the sake of his little junior sister's face, has worked very hard to get Mu Tianxin to make a move.

Mu Tianxin pursed her mouth depressedly, turned her head and stopped looking at Luo Jianqing, as if she was really angry.But when Luo Jianqing came to the stage for the second time, she still took out a bottle of pills from her ring and stuffed them into Luo Jianqing's hands, and said in a low voice, "Anyway... Anyway, I don't need it anymore , Brother, you can use it."

Luo Jianqing couldn't laugh or cry.

The disciples that Luo Jianqing met on stage this time were not the Seven Sons of Taihua.

Ninth Junior Brother has just entered the Golden Core Stage for less than a year. Now that he saw Luo Jianqing, he saluted cautiously. Before Luo Jianqing could do anything to him, the Ninth Junior Brother stepped back timidly. One mistake, and he fell down the competition stage by himself.

Xie Zizhuo was stunned: "It turns out that you are so lucky, senior brother! No wonder you are not jealous anymore!"

Luo Jianqing: "..."

In front of Lingyun Hall, the disciples who followed their elders to watch the battle were also shocked by the scenes before them.

In the first round against Mu Tianxin, they only saw Luo Jianqing dodge for a long time, and finally used a sword energy to force Mu Tianxin back.And in the second round, Luo Jianqing just stood firm and didn't even say a word, the opponent fell down by himself!

"This elder brother of Mount Taihua...is he really as powerful as in the legend?"

"My master has always said that luck is also a kind of strength. Look at their second senior brother from Taihua Mountain, isn't he just a bye?"

"I was ready to watch a fierce and exciting competition, why now..."

After the two rounds, only Luo Jianqing, Wei Qiongyin and Zuo Yunmo, who had a lucky bye, were left on the field.

The random order of Taihua Mountain this time is really bad. Every time the strength gap between the two sides is very large, not to mention the monks outside, even the disciples of Taihua Mountain are at a loss, and they decided after a few glances. win or lose.

Seeing the discussion of outside monks getting louder and louder, the disciples of Mount Taihua snorted dissatisfiedly, and began to cheer for their brothers and sisters.

"Senior Sister Wei, come on! Sister Wei, quickly draw out your sword and show them!"

"Brother Zuo will definitely win!"

That's right, Luo Jianqing actually got a bye in the semifinals.

Luo Jianqing walked down the stage helplessly, waiting for the round between Zuo Yunmo and Wei Qiongyin to finish.The eyes of the expatriate disciples were always looking at Luo Jianqing. Apart from the admiration and astonishment at the beginning, there was an inexplicable meaning in these eyes.

Luo Jianqing didn't care, he looked up at the competition platform.

This round was really turbulent, and it was very different from the previous competitions.

Wei Qiongyin drew out the sword for the first time, but Zuo Yunmo still sealed the sword in the scabbard and looked at Wei Qiongyin with a smile.The figures of the two turned into nothingness in the fighting arena. After fighting for half an hour, Wei Qiongyin's mouth was bleeding, and he was truly defeated.

Zuo Yunmo cupped his hands and smiled, "Junior Sister, I'm sorry."

Wei Qiongyin also bowed her hands, and stepped off the stage with a cold face to heal her injuries.

This moment finally silenced the outside disciples, holding their breath as they looked at Zuo Yunmo on the stage and Luo Jianqing on the stage.Not disappointing them, Luo Jianqing quickly tiptoed to the ground, floated lightly onto the competition stage, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, in the hearts of junior brothers and sisters, you are now a great hero."

A shameful smile appeared on Zuo Yunmo's delicate face. While shaking his head, he slowly pulled out the long sword from the scabbard, and said, "Senior Brother, I have been preparing for this battle for seven years. Do you want to take it?" alright."

As soon as the words fell, the overwhelming sword shadows slashed at Luo Jianqing.The sword shadow densely blocked every exit of Luo Jianqing, and exclamations came from the audience, but Luo Jianqing, who was standing in the center of the sword shadow, still curled his lips calmly, without a trace of fear.

"The first form of Qingyang Sword Art, Scorching Sun Sword!"

Zuo Yunmo kept pinching his hand formula, and the Qingyun sword in his hand stabbed at Luo Jianqing quickly.Behind him, a round of fiery red sun rose slowly, scorching the land scorching hotly, and shining with radiance.

Luo Jianqing dodged to avoid the monstrous sword shadow, as if he had no time to care about the terrifying sword move.

The round sun finally rose completely from the horizon, and instantly turned into a fireball, rushing towards Luo Jianqing who kept dodging.

Outside the arena, the disciples felt the temperature in the air rise sharply, and many of them were so hot that they began to sweat.In front of the Lingyun Hall, Venerable Hao Xingzi stroked his beard in satisfaction, and raised his hand to strengthen the barrier on the fighting platform by another layer. Immediately, the temperature dropped again.

Seeing that the round sun was already pressing down on Luo Jianqing's body, it seemed that it was about to be burnt into coke, but Luo Jianqing's brows were bluish, and in an instant, a three-foot-seven-inch long sword appeared in his hand.The color of glaze was shining on the sword, Luo Jianqing held the sword and raised his hand, without any moves, he just blocked the round sun.

boom!

A sword blocked Yuan Ri's attack, and in an instant, the scorching sun vanished into nothingness.

However, the next moment, Luo Jianqing suddenly dodged to the side, and a sword pierced into the position where he was just now.

Zuo Yunmo held his sword and smiled, and said: "Brother, you have to be careful, don't underestimate the enemy."

Luo Jianqing said calmly: "Junior brother, you have to be careful."

After the words fell, the clank of metal impact suddenly sounded.The figures of the two have almost turned into phantoms, colliding constantly on the fighting stage, even Wei Qiongyin couldn't see their movements clearly, and the other disciples who came to watch the battle were also confused, except in front of Lingyun Hall. The elders all exclaimed in unison.

"Is this actually a contest between Golden Core stage monks?"

"The seven sons of Taihua are well-deserved! They really deserve to be Luo Jianqing who made Luoshui gradually clear!"

On the competition stage, Luo Jianqing tapped his toes to the ground, and calmly dealt with every attack from Zuo Yunmo. He behaved very chicly, just like Venerable Xuan Lingzi said the night before, and he did not lose Yu Xiaofeng's face .However, when Luo Jianqing swung his sword upward again, Zuo Yunmo smiled softly.

When Luo Jianqing opened his eyes, he suddenly felt something was wrong, but before he had time to retreat, he heard Zuo Yunmo whisper: "Brother, you are still careless."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, a vast blue sky appeared on the competition platform.

Hao Xingzi exclaimed in a low voice: "Yun Mo has cultivated to such a level?"

The sky was getting wider and wider, filling the entire competition arena with a majestic and domineering momentum, and the mighty Ling Ran righteousness was scattered from the sky.Originally, Zuo Yunmo had consumed a lot of spiritual power in the competition just now, but now he has replenished it all.I saw him standing under the blue sky, his clothes fluttering, and the Qingyun sword released vast spiritual power.

"The second form of Qingyang Sword Art, Qingyun Sword!"

Following Zuo Yunmo's words, the sky hit Luo Jianqing directly.This offensive made the barrier tremble slightly, even Luo Jianqing squinted his eyes, and quickly picked up the hand formula, and the Frost Floating Sword floated in front of him excitedly.

The momentum suppressed by the sky caused a wave of air in the arena, and Luo Jianqing couldn't help but take two steps back to stabilize his figure.

At the moment when the blue sky was about to be suppressed, the Frost Floating Sword suddenly changed into a nine-handled sword, spinning and piercing towards the sky.

"One sword transforms nine lotuses!"

Suddenly a large piece of dark cloud floated in the sky, covering the blue sky, the cloud was heavy, and thick thunderbolts descended, followed the Frost Floating Sword, and met the Qingyun Sword in mid-air.

For a moment, thunder and lightning flashed, and the sky collided with the thunder!

Hao Xingzi quickly waved his sleeves and strengthened the barrier again.

There was a puff of smoke on the fighting stage, and everyone looked nervously at the fighting stage, but saw blood dripping from the fingertips of the handsome elder brother in white robes, panting non-stop.But in front of him, Zuo Yunmo, who had been talking and laughing at Yanyan just now, spurted out a big mouthful of blood, and staggered back a dozen steps. Fortunately, he didn't fall down with the support of Qingyun Sword.

Luo Jianqing clenched his fingers tightly, blood dripping down, and said, "Junior brother, admit defeat."

Zuo Yunmo smiled and raised the corners of his lips, looked tenderly at the young man in white in front of him, and murmured: "How can you just admit defeat like this?"

As soon as the words fell, a piece of sky rose again. Luo Jianqing looked at this scene in horror, and said anxiously: "Junior brother, you will exhaust your spiritual power like this, why do you do this..."

"Senior brother, we will spare no effort while we are competing. And... Jianqing, didn't you say that you will definitely do your best?"

Looking at Zuo Yunmo's smile, Luo Jianqing was suddenly stunned.

Luo Jianqing looked up at the vast blue sky and narrowed his eyes.He suddenly pointed five fingers, and an illusory power condensed from his palm.That power pierced through the barrier of Bidoutai with an irresistible force, and when facing the elders in front of the Lingyun Hall, he shy away to avoid it, but directly penetrated through those disciples.

This power crazily seized all the vegetation and spring and autumn within a radius of one mile from the top of Cangshuang Peak.

Countless stars, invisible to ordinary people, flew up from the sky and gathered on Luo Jianqing's body.These forces arrogantly flew past Venerable Hao Xingzi with starlight, but the latter didn't know it at all, and still watched the scene on the competition stage with bated breath.

next moment!Luo Jianqing's aura began to increase, [-]%, [-]%, [-]%... When he returned to his heyday, the soaring aura did not stop there, but continued to pile up crazily!

The elder Du Jieqi of the Broken Soul Sect said in shock: "What kind of exercise is this?"

Hao Xingzi frowned, and said: "Jianqing practiced the supreme method of my Taihua Mountain "Nine Lotus Original Heart Record"."

Everyone immediately realized: "It turned out to be the rumored "Nine Lotus Original Heart Record", no wonder it is so!"

Luo Jianqing hit the ground with his palm, and a ten-meter-long handprint appeared on the competition platform.

"Seize the Spring and Autumn!"

"One sword transforms nine lotuses!"

Luo Jianqing's sword turned into a green lotus, piercing the sky at high speed.

boom! boom! boom!

The dazzling sword light pierced the sky, piercing the blue sky powerfully and domineeringly, turning it into countless fragments.That aura exploded, hitting the barrier next to the competition stage, everything changed completely in the blink of an eye, the barrier suddenly broke, and the vast sword energy went directly towards the auditorium.

Hao Xingzi narrowed his eyes, stomped his foot on the ground, and the barrier appeared outside the arena again, just in time to stop the sword energy from escaping.

After the loud rumbling noise, Luo Jianqing's face turned pale in Bi Arena, while Zuo Yunmo flew upside down, his whole body passed out, covered in blood.

Luo Jianqing immediately stepped forward to check, and the little junior sister quickly took the pill and fed it into Zuo Yunmo's mouth. After a while, the people from Qinglan Peak carried Zuo Yunmo out.

The audience was silent.

The foreign disciples and Taihua Mountain disciples all stared at the elegant monk in white with horrified eyes.

After a long time, the referee elder woke up like a dream and shouted: "The winner of the Golden Core stage, Luo Jianqing, is in the middle stage of the Golden Core stage!"

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The final result of the Zongmen Dabi spread throughout Mount Taihua within a day. When the dispatched elders took people away, there were still many disciples who were dispatched cautiously looking at the elegant and handsome senior brother of Mount Taihua. I believe that such a good-looking person has such terrible lethality.

Although Luo Jianqing also suffered some injuries, compared to Zuo Yunmo, it was only a minor injury.After seeing off all the guests, he was summoned to Lingyun Hall by Venerable Hao Xingzi, and told him to cultivate well, and set off for Liuyan Valley after seven days.

After Luo Jianqing answered everything, he flew back to Yuxiao Peak.

This time, Xuan Lingzi did not continue to retreat, he was wearing a white dress very similar to Luo Jianqing, with intricate golden patterns embroidered on the sleeves, with his hands behind his back, he stood on the edge of the cliff and looked up at the sky.

Seeing this, Luo Jianqing was slightly taken aback, and said respectfully, "Master."

Xuan Lingzi was still standing on the edge of the cliff, the strong wind rolled up his robe and made a hunting sound.

Luo Jianqing had been standing behind Xuan Lingzi, and after an unknown amount of time, he heard an indifferent voice softly: "Jianqing, how did you beat your second junior brother in the sect competition today?" Severely injured?"