You are such a master

The competition stage occupies a huge area, surrounded by a layer of transparent barrier protection, and the spectators crowded under the stage, excited for the upcoming first competition.

Chu Shaoqing was wearing a red dress, which set off his handsome facial features, adding a bit of arrogance and sharpness to his brows and eyes.His natal spirit sword has been sacrificed, the blade is fire-loving, looks radiant and scorching, as if it can burn people.

Qing Zichu was standing opposite him, dressed in an ink-colored satin green robe, holding a jade fan, he looked like a gentleman like jade, but it was a pity that his expression was gloomy, wasting such an appearance for nothing.

"Qingzichu Daoist friend please." Chu Shaoqing's voice was flat, but the sword energy around him was flamboyant, and the aura dyed half of the test stage red, and there was no doubt about his fighting spirit.

"Short...friend Chu Daoist, you should invite first." Qing Zichu looked at Chu Shaoqing's face and hesitated to speak, but he couldn't say the intimate words because of the public.

"Okay." Chu Shaoqing didn't bother to pretend to be humble, and started early and finished early, and there were still many disciples waiting to take the stage.

The blazing blade surged towards Qing Zichu directly, without any water release, and the merciless attack of the sword cultivator at Jindan stage made Qing Zichu almost gnaw his teeth secretly, if after that, just like this Ban and Shaoqing are on the opposite side, he is not reconciled.

Throwing the jade fan into the air, a bright light formed by spiritual power instantly covered Qing Zichu, like a protective shell.

"Bump!" The sound of two spiritual forces colliding with each other clanged loudly.

But when people look carefully, Qing Zichu's protective shell is sunken, and one can tell whether his strength is strong or weak. , There is no way to stop Chu Shaoqing's second attack.

The sword energy is like a rainbow.Chu Shaoqing's every move revealed dangerous murderous intent. If Qing Zichu was a little careless, it would not be surprising that half of his life would be cut off by a sword.

"Fire." Chu Shaoqing spat out two words of spells from his light-colored thin lips. In an instant, the space in the barrier changed color, and the tongue of flame ignited from the tip of the sword quickly surrounded the entire competition platform.

"It turned out to be a spell! Sword skills plus spells!"

"Isn't Chu Shaoqing a sword cultivator? How could he know how to spell!"

"Oh my god, it looks like Qing Zichu is going to be in danger!"

"It's amazing, you can actually integrate spells into swordsmanship!"

"..."

Ever since Chu Shaoqing used the spell, everyone watching the battle was in an uproar.Most people are in a state of surprise. The few people who know Chu Shaoqing's identity know that most of the Chu family's aristocratic family is based on spells. As a son, how can Chu Shaoqing not be proficient in spells?

Especially with the incantation integrated into the sword technique, the power of the natal spirit sword in his hands can be doubled.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Qing Zichu was forced to a corner of the barrier by the blazing anger, which was the corner of the competition platform.His lungs seemed to be infected with the smell of rust, Qing Zichu coughed violently, his dark eyes reflected the scorching fire, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he looked surprisingly calm.

Could it be that Qing Zichu hasn't exerted his full strength yet, so he has a backup?Everyone in the audience couldn't help but bring some anticipation.

Chu Shaoqing had no other thoughts in his heart. This feeling of dominance made him walk on the edge of the knife every second, and he had to be precise and deadly.

"Fire." There seemed to be as many as a million sword lights, suddenly rising from the fire, wrapping Qing Zichu in the corner tightly, and then forming a sword light that penetrated Qing Zichu's body.

The scene was so real that Gu Ran forgot to speak for a moment.I saw Qing Zichu's figure being thrown out like a broken kite by the strength of the sword energy, from one end of the barrier to the other end of the barrier, and there was no sound for a while.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

How powerful should Chu Shaoqing's sword be just now, so that Qing Zichu, who is also at the Golden Core stage, was injured before he had time to react?

Could this be the strength of sword cultivators?

"This... the first battle between Chu Shaoqing, a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect, and Qingzichu, a disciple of the Qingxiao Sect, was won by Chu Shaoqing, a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect!" After recovering from the initial surprise, the referee took the lead in deciding Chu Shaoqing's victory.

Everyone in the competition stage came back to their senses one after another, and applauded the new winner for the first time.

The one with the most smiles is naturally the Xuanjianzong clan, while the faces of the Qingxiao sect are not so good-looking, colorful like a palette, some are gradually disappointed with Qing Zichu, and some are still worried Due to Qing Zichu's injury, the rest of the people continued to watch the battle with an attitude that it had nothing to do with them.

"Elder Zhang, Qing Zichu lost the first battle." The cabinet of the Qingxiao faction, the disciples of the Qingxiao faction who are in charge of observing the competition, are reporting the situation to Elder Zhang.

"Oh? Let someone carry him down, and then ask the doctor to take a look." Elder Zhang looked a little surprised, but soon regained his composure.Xuanjianzong is indeed a tough nut to crack. The strength of sword cultivator disciples is getting stronger and stronger. It is difficult to find someone to infiltrate. The whole sect is as solid as gold.

"Yes, disciple is resigning." The disciple who was in charge of the announcement retreated, not seeing the eyes of the respected elder, which had already been covered with a thick layer of calculation.

In fact, it's not that there is no chance, if Zhang Ziyu plays against Gu Ran of Xuanjianzong in the eighth game.After passing the ghoul spirit over, they can have one more puppet in Xuanjianzong.

Elder Zhang had exhausted all his tricks, he only knew that he needed to act faster, to settle the situation before the head of the Qingxiao sect went out, he never thought that this pawn would fall on Gu Ran's body, which would make the All his calculations fell into the dust net.

After Chu Shaoqing won the first battle, the next few competitions were fierce, even the female disciples of Suyue Palace tried their best to fight.The splendor is wonderful, but it doesn't have that kind of thrilling momentum. The foundation and foundation cultivation are pecking at each other, and there is really no rapid change of a high-level monk.

Until the eighth scene, the host shouted——

"The eighth round, Gu Ran, a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect, will face off against Zhang Ziyu, a disciple of the Qingxiao Sect!"

Who is Gu Ran?The disciples of Qingxiao Sect and Suyue Palace are all at a loss.

Most of the disciples present knew who Zhang Ziyu was.After all, Zhang Ziyu's reputation among the younger generation of monks is not small, and there is a faint saying that he is the young master of the current Qingxiao sect. All kinds of halos add to him, which is very enviable.

But Gu Ran, everyone looked at the stage with curious and probing eyes.Some sharp-eyed people naturally recognized that Gu Ran was the one who walked Li Lang shoulders with the young master of the Xuanjian Sect, so he must have a high status.As for the other ones that have not been guessed yet, they are amazed at their demeanor.

The black and white Taoist robes were originally worn by Xuan Jianzong's direct disciples. The ones worn on Gu Ran's body were a little more delicate and different, and there was a kind of "when the white crane returns, the clouds are light, and the breeze sings in the sword." "like a picture scroll.

On the other hand, Zhang Ziyu's facial features are more than handsome, but his temperament is not a little bit bad.Even when he smiled, his facial expression was a little stiff.With such a comparison, everyone paid more attention to Gu Ran.

"I don't know which of these two is stronger and who is weaker. I heard that some time ago, Zhang Ziyu made a breakthrough in his cultivation. This fellow Daoist Gu Ran is probably in danger."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you don't know the inside story. Gu Ran is a genius who was conceived with a weak crown from the Xuanjian sect some time ago. His master is the No. 1 real person Xuanlan in the Lingchuan world. What do you say? In the end, who is more evil than good?"

"What?! This Gu Ran's identity is actually like this, so we have to call him senior."

"Yes, according to the rules of etiquette. Then the situation must be one-sided. No matter how hard Zhang Ziyu breaks through, it is impossible for Zhang Ziyu to conceive a baby. With his talent, how is it possible... huh??!!"

The disciples watching the battle who were chattering endlessly were talking, but one of the disciples was so surprised that he didn't dare to speak out in the middle of speaking.

They did not expect that some time ago, Zhang Ziyu made another breakthrough.He even forcibly crossed the hurdle of the Nascent Soul Stage! !

"Hiss—!" When the air was quiet, people gasped.

The disciples of the Qingxiao sect were a little curious about Zhang Ziyu's promotion. It seemed that Zhang Ziyu's Yuanying cultivation base suddenly appeared, and they didn't even have the impression of the momentum of crossing the thunder tribulation?Everyone has to rack their brains and always feel puzzled.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, please." Zhang Ziyu's voice was a little hoarse, not quite the same as usual, it sounded a little weird.The disciples who had a deep friendship with Zhang Ziyu couldn't help frowning, and at the same time looked at each other in dismay.

"Okay." There was never a word of humility on the competition stage. This clean and neat personality seemed to be the case for everyone in Xuanjianzong.

Gu Ran sacrificed the Yunshuang sword, and a layer of misty water spiritual power quickly spread on the competition platform, forming an aura.The air quality seemed to be aggravated, it was so dull that it was hard to breathe.

The disciples under the stage couldn't feel the aura of the water spirit force on the stage because of the isolation of the barrier, but they could just look at the thin blue layer, for laymen to watch the excitement, and for experts to see the way.

Isn't this similar to Chu Shaoqing's aura field in the first scene before?Thinking of this, everyone looked at the gentle thin blue layer with serious expressions.

In fact it turns out to be the case.

Sword Qi overflowed from the blade of Yunshuang Sword, fine frost covered the tip of the sword, and the water droplets condensed into ice were really beautiful, but it was so cold——Zhang Ziyu suddenly raised his neck back to avoid the blow The sword, the sword energy swept across the face, and the murderous intent could be clearly felt in the throat.

Zhang Ziyu's pupils constricted, and he quickly mobilized his spiritual power to back off, not daring to let Gu Ran get close to him easily.

I really didn't expect that this Gu Ran's talent was so terrifying. When he was in Beicheng, he was still in the early stage of Yuanying, and now he is in the middle stage of Yuanying.

Zhang Ziyu didn't dare to be negligent, and stared fiercely at Gu Ran's every move with his squinted eyes, and the dead air flowing deep in his eyes was hard to detect.

It's too obvious to use death energy in public, now is not the time to reveal your identity, what should you do?

Just when Zhang Ziyu was thinking about how to invade Gu Ran's soul sea, the two of them had fought for dozens of rounds, and neither of them got any benefits, but Gu Ran's fighting spirit was triggered to become more courageous, and Zhang Ziyu's side But gradually tired.

It can't go on like this.