Wen's sect's scumbag junior brother is back

After Xu Chaoqi finished the big competition that day, his brother cooked a table of dishes for him.

In the evening, he raised his neck proudly and asked his brother to rub his waist for him.On the narrow bed, he pressed the pillow and squinted, looking comfortable.

Senior brother is worthy of being a swordsman, he can hold his hand really well, the scorching palm makes him warm.

Accompanied by the swaying sound of the leaves outside the window, the thick eyelashes slowly rolled down, and he gradually fell asleep.

With a thick quilt covering him, Wen Zhaoxi's eyes were gentle, and he gently helped Xu Chao lift up the broken hair sticking to his face.

On the second day, more disciples came from the southern region of Sendai.Especially in the two lines of the talisman array, the monks in the first two rows were more or less white in their Taoist robes, and many well-known figures were shocked out, just to watch the blue smoke of "Xu Chengyao".

Xu Chaoqi lived up to expectations, and he stepped onto the stage in full view.

There were whispers below.

"Do you think Xu Chengyao can win this round? The opponent is a powerful character, and he has cut through countless monsters with a big knife!"

"Xu Chengyao is also very powerful. He broke the sword move of Master Wen yesterday! He may not lose."

Someone smiled: "Yesterday I saw him throwing the talisman away. Who knows if he hit it right? Not today, Zhang Daoyou is full of brute force. If Xu Chengyao doesn't have real skills, I'm afraid he will end up today!"

Everyone speculated about his strength, and some even compared him with Yu Chengzhou.

"Just now, Yu Shaozong defeated his opponent within three moves. A talisman can be adapted to the situation. I'm afraid it will take at least five moves?"

However, when the competition started, everyone focused their eyes on the stage and put down the discussion.

The two stood at a corner of the fighting platform, and the two auras brought up the wind to fight against each other in the air.

Daoxiu shouted angrily first, raised his saber and made a heavy slash in the air, the saber light raised smoke and dust towards Xu Chao.

Xu Chaoqi's expression didn't change, he raised his right hand and began to draw in the air, every stroke condensed into a red light in the air.

The audience was shocked: "What is Xu Chengyao doing?!"

"Is this... a symbol drawn on the spot?"

"Why aren't the talismans drawn on the talisman paper?"

The Fu Dao elders in the audience also stood up instantly, their pupils shrank, and then excitement filled their eyes.

"This! This has never happened before!"

"Fu Dao is going to change a lot in the future! It's really the blessing of the Patriarch, the Patriarch descends to earth!"

The first talisman drawn by Xu Chaoqi took shape, and when the light of the saber flew towards him, the two collided, and the white light and red light soared into the sky. The dazzling light made it difficult for the audience to see clearly.

Xu Chaoqi quickly drew the second talisman.The moment the talisman paper was formed, it was glowing with golden light, and it slammed into it with lightning speed.

Dao Guangxu caught it, but Xu Chaoqi couldn't catch the talisman on the opposite side.

With just one move, the opponent was knocked off the stage and fell heavily to the ground.

The sound of the audience disappeared suddenly, everyone was stunned, and the movements in their hands were still maintained at the previous moment.

Two tricks, two tricks were used in total.

It seemed that something was being suppressed under Nan Jing Xiantai, and a sense of restlessness was squeezed into a ball and stuffed in everyone's hearts, and they kept rampaging and couldn't get out.

Everyone wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to say it.

They had an idea, that is, when Xu Chengyao and Yu Chengzhou met, who would win?

Yes, when they saw this scene, they also understood in their hearts the gap between them like a catastrophe.

Xu Chengyao will definitely enter the last round of the big competition, and he will compete with Yu Chengzhou, either the leader or the second.

Xu Chaoqi's capital has captured the hearts of many people at once, who doesn't love the strong?What's more, he walked through the most difficult talisman formation, which undoubtedly gave him a halo.

In the next two competitions, he also solved it within two moves, and his voice became louder and louder, and many people began to call him a genius.

But Yu Chengzhou's supporters are still stubborn: "Yu Shaozong is the young sect. Since he took the position of the young sect, it means that he is the No. 1 young disciple. His talent is unrivaled. Xu Chengyao is just opportunistic. He will see it in the competition." True chapter!"

"Although Xu Chengyao is powerful, he should not be able to compare with Yu Shaozong."

More than half of the disciples trust Yu Chengzhou inexplicably because of the name of the young sect.Since ancient times, Shaozong has been a great creator, so naturally he will not be replaced by a random kid.

However, it was said that he appeared suddenly, and Xu Chaoqi's identity was further uncovered.However, no matter how they pick it up, they can't get it out.

Many people scratched their heads: "Who is this Xu Chengyao? I think his name is hung under Fumo Mountain."

"I asked Fu Moshan's disciples. Although everyone worships Fu Moshan now, there are still disciples who say they have never seen this person."

"Strange, could it be that it appeared out of thin air?"

These words naturally reached Yu Chengzhou's ears.

Falling flowers are colorful, and Yu Chengzhou chopped countless petals.He put away the sword, frowned, raised his eyes and said: "There has never been such a person?"

"Yes, Shaozong."

Yu Chengzhou pursed his lips, he came to the lake and squatted down to stroke the water surface, the water rippled.

He thought of the person who accidentally fell into the mud pit that day, and a smile floated on his lips.

"Shaozong...the final big competition?" the disciple asked anxiously.

Yu Chengzhou restrained his smile, held the sword at his waist, his black eyes swaying.

"He can enter the last game, I believe him."

The disciple said with a smile: "Shaozong will definitely win the leader!"

Yu Chengzhou shook his head and said in a low voice, "I don't know."

The disciple was startled.

Although Yu Chengzhou said so, there was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

Fast forward to the last day.

It was still dark on this day, and the bells rang in the southern border, and the ancient sound echoed on the sea, as if echoing the history that had been sleeping for many years.

The ancient clock rang 82 times, which means that the Centennial Competition has been held for 82 times.

The disciples of each school got up early, put on their school uniforms and rushed to Nanjing Xiantai.

In the morning, when Xu Chao got up, his senior brother adjusted his belt again.Today, he is not wearing a disciple's uniform, but a red one.

Xu Chaoqi stroked the tied hair, and asked nervously, "Will it be too flamboyant to wear it like this?"

The senior brother smiled slightly: "Xiao Yao is a bright and flamboyant person."

Xu Chao's eyes flickered, and he turned his head uncomfortably, but his brother saw through his thoughts.

As the sun rose, all the disciples came.

The powerful people abandoned the clouds and stood on the high platform, bowing to the high position in front of the stage with their hands clasped.

The man in white with black tail took his seat, and all the disciples in the southern region stood up, shouted loudly for the master, and saluted together.

Wen Zhaoxi pressed his hands down, and everyone sat down.

Nanjing Xiantai was solemn and majestic, no one dared to whisper.

The time has come, Fu Xuandao asked the remaining four disciples on each floor to compete.

It took Yu Chengzhou a little more time this time, and it took eight moves to deal with his opponent, but this was already an eye-catching presence for the audience.

When Xu Chaoqi arrived, he quietly walked onto the stage. When everyone saw the red dress on his body, he was suffocating, and secretly communicated with his thoughts: "This Xu Chengyao is too bold. Head Wen is on top, and he dares to wear private clothes. Or Such bright colors!"

"Tsk, head Wen has always been a respectful person, I'm afraid he doesn't like Xu Chengyao this time."

"Xu Chengyao really cut his own way."

The disciple beside Fu Xuandao obviously also noticed this, he pointed to Xu Chaoqi under the stage, and whispered to Fu Xuandao to remind him.

Fu Xuandao's eyelids twitched: "It's nothing."

The disciple was surprised: "Didn't you say that the head of the sect doesn't like people who don't obey the etiquette?"

Fu Xuan said: ...

He couldn't say that the clothes were all sewn by the master?

"This...is harmless."

And the powerful people also had different expressions when they saw Xu Chaoqi, and they were not too surprised to see the other party wearing red clothes. This is the benefit of status.

It's just that some people's eyebrows still twitch.

Is this Xu Chengyao too arrogant?

Big compared to——

On the opposite side is Yijian Xiu.

The ability of sword repair is extraordinary, besides Yu Chengzhou, he is the most famous in these years.

Jianxiu stirred up the situation with his silver sword, and all the fallen leaves of Nanjing Xiantai were blown into the sky, flying all over the sky.

This scene is very beautiful, but he condensed his sword intent on each leaf, so that it was like ten thousand swords falling from the sky, the sword is extraordinary.

The mighty ones grasped the handle of the chair tightly, if the sword had a higher level of cultivation, they might not be able to resist it.

The wind lifted Xu Chaoqi's red dress, and the broken hair around his ears flew up.

He took a few steps forward, and a large formation spread out under his feet.

The formation was like a scorching sun, and he himself seemed to be illuminated by the sun, his face covered with orange-gold light.

Today, all the disciples have been told by the elders of the mountains not to make noise.

However, when this scene came out, there was an uncontrollable uproar from the audience.

They were stupefied, this formation was impossible to be cast by Jindan disciples, even Nascent Soul.

The elders of Zhenling Mountain stood up suddenly, the light in their eyes was brighter than that of the elders of Fu Mo Mountain a few days ago.

They thought that Xu Chengyao was just a fake name, and their own talisman followed suit, but they didn't expect that the other party's attainment in formation was not inferior to that of talisman!

The elders of Lingshan Mountain and the peak master couldn't breathe, they saw a rare genius of Zhen Dao!

Originally, Xu Chaoqi's facial features were very delicate, but after being blown by the wind and illuminated by the light, they were so bright that he almost fainted.

The frightening momentum from the formation under his feet shocked all the disciples, and Xu Chaoqi's figure instantly grew taller.

Wan Jian fell with a fierce force.

Standing in the formation, Xu Chaoqi waved his sleeves, the formation was brightly illuminated, red light soared into the sky, a phoenix flew out of the formation, and the fallen leaves burned wherever it went.

It screamed in the air, flew towards Jianxiu, and crashed into the audience in an instant, Jianxiu's eyes were dull.

Not only the disciples under the stage were stunned, but also the masters above were stunned.

"This... Where did Head Wen find this genius?!"

"Such a graceful appearance is unique in the world!"

"Boy Yu is afraid that he will lose."

In the fifth match, there were only two Jindanqi players left.

Offstage, Yu Chengzhou's eyes were in a trance.Naturally, he could see that what Xu Chaoqi was doing was a blindfold, but the scene was too grand, anyone would be confused.

His gaze was confused at first, and then gradually became firm.

He wasn't unstoppable with that move just now, and it's still unknown who will win.If he wins, it will be a happy event, but if he loses...

He closed his eyes, he had never been defeated in a century-old contest by serving as the young sect of Yingtianzong.

Throat is dry and hoarse, but there is a stone in my heart that is slowly put down.

If you lose, it will be considered a calamity.

The last competition, start!

There was a drumbeat from the audience, and he and Xu Chaoqi went to the stage, one from the south and the other from the north.

The two of them suddenly bowed and saluted at the place where there was only half a zhang left, their voices could be heard by everyone in Nanjing Xiantai.

Yu Chengzhou first reported his family background: "Yu Chengzhou, the young sect of the seventeenth generation of Yingtianzong!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xu Chaoqi. He knew that the other party's name was fake, and he was prepared for the other party's false report.

But this time Xu Chaoqi reported his real name, he bowed down and said humbly.

"The young sect of Yingtianzong——Xu Chaoqi!"

Yu Chengzhou clenched his palms tightly, his pupils constricted.