The Villain's White Lotus Halo

The school's coaching whip was exposed, and many people saw the implied meaning.

Wang Zhen on the stage couldn't dodge in time, he had already received five sticks, and felt severe pain like all his bones were broken.Luo Mingchuan shot too fast, and he didn't even have time to speak. If this continues, he will be seriously injured... He gritted his teeth fiercely, not caring about his face and the majesty of the sect, he was about to shout and admit defeat.

Suddenly his complexion turned pale and he was dripping with cold sweat.

He found himself... speechless!

His mind was confused, and he was hit on the back again, which was burning and painful.

The audience can only see that Luo Mingchuan's shots are getting faster and faster, and the shadows of heavy sticks are woven into a big net, completely covering the opponent in it.

Wang Zhen was terrified, but his eyes widened, but he couldn't say a word.He didn't have a sword in his hand, and his true energy had been exhausted in resisting the stick, so he could only dodge in embarrassment.

Luo Mingchuan didn't use his true energy anymore, and he couldn't dodge it just by relying on his body skills.

Yin Biyue felt strange.

It doesn't make sense for Wang Zhen not to admit defeat.

He soon realized that in order to prevent the punished students from yelling and disturbing the order, the coaching whip was used to seal the airflow in the throat.Similar to a 'gag order'.

It's just that this trick was abolished as early as 300 years ago, and no one uses it anymore.If he hadn't read thousands of classics in the Yeshulou, among which there were academic origins, he wouldn't have known about coaching whips.

And Luo Mingchuan's coaching whip is more powerful, stricter, and more true than the ones used by schools to restrain students.

No one in the audience saw the clue.

In addition to lamenting that Luo Mingchuan has extensive knowledge, he deserves to have studied in an academy, and he knows such kung fu moves, and some people noticed Wang Zhen, "I didn't expect this person to have such backbone, and he will not admit defeat after being injured like this!"

As soon as the words fell, the older disciple reprimanded him,

"What kind of backbone, stupid! If a temporary conflict of spirits hurts the root of the spiritual vein, how will you go on the road of practice in the future?! You must not learn from him!"

The others nodded in agreement.

Luo Mingchuan, as the senior brother of Cangya Mountain, many disciples of the sect knew him and had a good impression of him.

"It would have been nice for that person to admit defeat earlier! If he doesn't admit defeat, Brother Luo still has to fight all the time, how tiring he is!"

"Senior Brother Luo is really magnanimous. Knowing that the opponent is powerless to fight any more, he doesn't even need real energy to make a move now."

Occasionally, a sentence or two reached the ears of Bao Puzong's people, and they felt incredible even when they were angry.

The arena has a protective array to prevent the true energy from spilling out and harm the audience, and an isolation array is also set up to prevent the intervention of the strong in the audience and affect the competition on the stage.Only the Qinglu Sword Sect who is the host can control the formation in the event of an unexpected situation, so as to avoid heavy casualties.

In the current situation, Luo Mingchuan didn't use his true energy anymore, Wang Zhen only suffered flesh and blood injuries, obviously it wouldn't hurt anyone's life.

Wang Zhen himself did not admit defeat, and the elder who presided over the formation naturally had no intention of calling for a stop.Anyway, there is a time limit for the first round of competition, and it's good to announce the winner when the time comes.

He Lai vaguely felt that something was wrong, and it was clear that Wang Zhen had already discussed it with him before he came to the stage.He carefully looked at Wang Zhen's expression, and suddenly thought of a possibility, maybe...he couldn't admit defeat at all!

He Lai's face suddenly changed.

In fact, Yin Biyue also found it strange that according to common sense, this approach was not open enough, and seemed to be contrary to the way of a gentleman.

Then, he suddenly heard Duan Huachao's laughter.

Yin Biyue looked puzzled, and chattered closer and said in a low voice, "Fourth senior brother, the rumors that you went crazy and your cultivation base was greatly damaged were first spread by this Wang Zhen..."

After this journey, Duan Chongxuan no longer has any hostility towards Luo Mingchuan.

"He couldn't control his mouth before, but Brother Luo made him unable to speak now."

Yin Biyue suddenly remembered that on Panlong Ridge, Luo Mingchuan once said that practitioners of my generation always have the time to draw their swords.

Luo Mingchuan is not an absolute saint.

He has principles and methods, he will not bully others, and he will not allow others to bully him. It is precisely "a gentleman will do something and not do something."

Yin Biyue felt that his previous understanding of Luo Mingchuan was too biased.

At this time, Wang Zhen on the ring seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and hissed, "I admit defeat!..."

Almost at the same time, the bell rang, and the deacon disciple of the Qinglu Sword Sect said loudly, "It's time... the match is over, Cangya Mountain Luo Mingchuan wins."

Luo Mingchuan Shi Shiran withdrew his hand and jumped off the ring.

Immediately, a disciple of Bao Pu Zong went up to carry Wang Zhen, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, down.

The match began in an unexpected way and ended in the same way.

The disciples of Cangya Mountain did not cheer anymore, perhaps because the other party looked too miserable, or perhaps because they were influenced by Luo Mingchuan's bearing, they all showed the respectful manners of the big sect and were not surprised by favor or humiliation.

But each of them has a reserved and proud smile, looking proud.

On the contrary, it was the natural way of winning like this, which made Baopu Zong feel more embarrassed and annoyed than cheering loudly.

He Lai had already calmed down, because he thought that he would meet Yin Biyue in the arena tomorrow.

This is very good, from the time he entered Yecheng to the last two days of fighting, no matter whether it was Duan Chongxuan or Luo Mingchuan, he had accumulated overflowing anger, as if a fire was burning in his heart, and if he didn't vent it, he would burn It's like dying yourself.

There was a sudden commotion at the Qinglu Sword Sect because Zhong Shan was about to play.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

The one who fought Zhong Shan was a disciple who was born in the borderlands of the southern land and had no reputation.Apart from being annoyed by his bad luck, he seemed to have accepted the arrangement of fate, and he was more discouraged than nervous.

People are more concerned about Zhong Shan's performance than his reaction.

At this time, the room became quiet, and few people whispered, as if they were worried that if they were distracted, they would miss Zhong Shan's shot.

In the southern land, not many people have seen Zhong Shan with their own eyes, let alone the other four continents.

However, this well-known young man does not have eye-catching facial features.

Perhaps it was because the sword on his waist was so dazzling that it overwhelmed his own brilliance.

Yin Biyue glanced at him, and only noticed the other party's eyebrows that were as straight as black lines, and his very pale and thin lips.

But he will never forget the sharp eyes that shot straight like lightning in the early morning.

This is a very dangerous person.

As soon as the two of them stood on the ring, the disciple met Zhong Shan's eyes and suddenly screamed, "I believe..."

"boom!……"

A loud bang!

A figure flew high and hit the edge of the ring directly, raising a cloud of smoke and blood!

The smoke and dust were aroused when he fell, and the blood mist was ejected from the abdominal cavity by the scabbard, but they appeared almost at the same time.

The Fengfeng sword was not out of its sheath, and it had already hurt people.

Too fast.

When everyone came back to their senses, Zhong Shan had stepped down and walked away.He was not going in the direction of the Qinglu Sword Sect, but back to the city.

But no one called him.

There was silence on and off the stage.

Yin Biyue's expression became serious.

Because he saw that what hit the opponent first was not the real essence on the scabbard, but the overflowing sword energy.

That sword seems to be extremely random, only relying on the realm higher than the opponent and the violent real energy to hurt people.But what made him more vigilant was Zhong Shan's swordsmanship.

With a thunderous blow, it can be retracted freely.

Before the two sides of the other three arenas met, it was over for Zhong Shan.

So the deacon disciples of the Qinglu Sword Sect began to arrange for the two sides to compete in the next arena.

"Ruan Xiaolian in Cangya Mountain confronts Pu Zong and Zhou Yue..."

Ruan Xiaolian smiled at He Yanyun, signaling her not to worry.Then he lifted the hem of his skirt and walked onto the stage.

When she stood on the stage, many people just recovered from Zhong Shan's shock.

Ruan Xiaolian's white dress is silver with frost-colored shoes, and she is not equipped with a single weapon. She looks like a white lotus flower that cannot withstand the cool breeze.

Compared with the bright and unrestrained style of the female cultivators of the Lianjian Sect, this kind of pitiful temperament obviously caught the eyes of many male disciples.

Even the Qinglu Sword Sect, who was the least calm, whispered in a low voice for a while.

The man standing across from her laughed.

Originally, Zhou Yue was a little worried about the draw against Cangya Mountain, especially when he heard that the other party was in a similar state to him.

But seeing such a weak girl today, it is obviously my luck.

After the two met, Zhou Yue wanted to tease each other, "This junior sister..."

I saw the opponent punch me!Bringing the majestic true energy to hit the door directly!

In the blink of an eye, the fist is close at hand!

Shocked, Zhou Yue drew his sword up and retreated quickly!

Many people think that the two sides in this competition are in similar realms, and there should be a stalemate for a long time.

Then they watched helplessly as the weak Bai Lian beat the eight-foot man to the flesh with her bare hands.But under the shadow of her fist, Zhou Yue's sword could not be unleashed!

He Yanyun said proudly, "Xiao Lian practiced Daoshan Fist, how could she be fooled by his gaudy sword!"

Duan Chongxuan coughed and explained, "This kind of exercise is similar to Second Senior Sister's Wind and Thunder Fist..."

Yin Biyue also noticed that Ruan Xiaolian might have no advantage against others, but this Zhou Yue's sword moves were tricky, and the moves he practiced were really exquisite, but it's a pity that he was not proficient.

It just so happens that someone like Ruan Xiaolian who "reduces ten meetings with one force" can only be beaten.

Some disciples of the Qinglu Sword Sect already turned their heads away, and they couldn't bear to look at it anymore, not because they thought Zhou Yue was too miserable, but because they didn't know how to face Ruan Xiaolian, who was slapping and rolling up his sleeves.

Yin Biyue sympathized with them, the blow of disillusionment of the goddess was comparable to going crazy.

The shadow of the sun is slanting to the west, the faint sound of evening drums can be heard from the drum tower in the city, and tired crows return to their nests in the distance.

Another day of folding flowers will be over.

Some of the younger generation in the practice world laughed and talked with the people around them, talking about the gains from watching the battle today, and some were worried about tomorrow's game, and listened to the words of encouragement from their classmates.

They scattered in different directions.They are all equally smug, full of anxiety and anticipation for the future.

The setting sun stretched their shadows obliquely, but they did not add to the stagnation at all, instead they showed vitality.

******

Each sect has joys and sorrows.As of today, Cangya Mountain's promotion rate is not bad.Ranked firmly in the first place of 'one mountain and three factions'.

As for the two battles between Luo Mingchuan and Zhong Shan, ordinary people in Yecheng couldn't understand them, and even regretted that they weren't exciting enough.But for practitioners, it means a lot.

Zhong Shan lived up to his reputation, and the wind and rain sword was still in its sheath.

But another matter is clearly more talkative.

The news of the flower-folding meeting always spread quickly, so everyone from Yecheng to the whole southern land knew that the disciples of Baopuzong had been taught how to behave by the first disciple of Cangya, Luo Mingchuan.

Hearing such remarks, Baopuzong disciples would say that Cangya Mountain has always been unreasonable and domineering, but do you really think there is no one from me?Tomorrow, Senior Brother He will fight the Juggernaut Disciple!Let them see what is the demeanor of the martial arts.

There are 28 people from Baopuzong, and five of them have been eliminated in the first round.Compared with other small sects, this promotion rate is already very high.

But Baopu Zong has always regarded himself as being indistinguishable from Cangya Mountain, this time he is not as good in comparison, and more importantly, what happened in the past two days made them very angry.

Therefore, where will the competition between Yin Biyue and Yin Biyue tomorrow become particularly important.

Not only He Lai, but everyone in Baopu Zong felt that there was a burst of anger in their chests that wanted to be vented.

The closer to the competition, the calmer He Lai's expression became, on the contrary, the more excited he was inside.

Tomorrow he will become famous for defeating the disciple of Juggernaut, how can we not let people look forward to it?

In the small courtyard by the autumn lake, Yin Biyue under the Guang Yulan also became calm.

Tomorrow will be his first battle in the WTO. Maybe many people will watch it, but he doesn't think it has any special significance.

He has watched many battles from the sidelines, and his fighting spirit is in full swing. He needs a confrontation with the enemy to verify his recent insights.

That's it.