Volume 1: Lingxi seeks the Tao

Chapter 017 Intra-Door Competition (3)

Yao Ze smiled, "It's just a fluke." Is Senior Brother going back, or is he here to observe?"

Yuan Qiu thought for a while, "Let's take a look here and learn." ”

Yao Ze also had this intention, and the two of them watched from another place. Not everyone is as fast as Yao Ze, there are two chess opponents, for three hours, each other's mana is exhausted, and in the end, the sitting one wins the one lying down, and the referee falls asleep and wakes up.

After a day like this, Yao Ze's eyes were wide open, and he didn't feel tired at all.

The next day, he continued to watch, although these are all low-level battles, and there is no life and death crisis, but these are exactly what Yao Ze needs at present, through observing these battles, he has some feelings, after all, closed-door penance is far less than the understanding in the battle, of course, the understanding in the life and death battle is deeper, but what he needs now is to accumulate combat experience.

The first round of direct elimination was finally over, and Master Wu Yan's six disciples passed four, originally Wu Yan was not optimistic about Yao Ze, after all, the fourth level of the Qi refining period was too weak, and when he saw him pass, he thought that Yao Ze met a third level of the Qi refining period, so he told him that if he met a senior monk in the next round, admit defeat in time to avoid injury.

Yao Ze hurriedly nodded in agreement, and his heart was moved.

The blank scroll appeared in the air again, and the names on it were much rarer. Yao Ze's divine sense swept to his name, the second platform, and the opponent Ishii board. He just felt that there was something special about the name, and he didn't think much of it. That Yuan Qiu was excited, "Senior Brother Yao, beat him up for me, his master can't recognize him." ”

Yao Ze glanced at him strangely, "Senior Brother Yuan, do you have a grudge against him?"

"Senior brother, he is the horse face, the horse face that stopped us on the road to ask for spirit stones. ”

Only then did Yao Ze understand that it was the clown, and Yuan Qiu would not let him go if he didn't say anything. He patted Yuan Qiu on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's go to the second platform." ”

The two of them happened to see the horse-faced monk in front of the No. 2 stage, and the horse-faced monk had a playful look on his face, "Boy, you haven't shown up for a few months, isn't it a turtle shrinkage method that you practice?"

Yao Ze ignored him, and just quietly watched the competition on the stage. Several monks who came with the horse-faced monk all sneered at Yao Ze, and Yuan Qiu's fat face was flushed, wanting to scold them, but he didn't have that confidence.

Yao Ze didn't wait long, and the third game was his competition with the horse-faced monk.

The referee waited for the two of them to stand still and shouted, "Go!"

The horse-faced monk pulled out his posture, waved his hand and sacrificed his flying sword, pointed forward with his right hand, but kept taunting in his mouth: "Boy, if you admit defeat, I won't hit you in the face......"

He chattered endlessly, and he didn't care when he saw Yao Ze offering a mirror, and then saw that the mirror was getting bigger and bigger, Yao Ze followed behind the mirror, directly approached the side of the horse-faced monk, and shouted.

I saw that the horse-faced monk hadn't finished speaking, and as soon as his head was covered, his neck was grabbed by Yao Ze's left hand. The horse-faced monk was startled and shouted, "Stay ......."

Yao Ze didn't let him shout out at all, and his right hand "snap, snap ......" began to practice.

The referee next to him was also surprised, he had never seen such direct violence, and the horse-faced monk did not admit defeat, and the referee did not intervene directly.

The sound of "pop, pop" could be heard all over the audience, and Yao Ze said while fighting: "Still don't admit defeat?"

The horse-faced monk was full of grievances, "I admit defeat, you let me speak, I admit defeat!"

Yao Ze's left hand grabbed his neck, not to mention the magic power, it was difficult to even breathe, let alone admit defeat.

The people outside the light curtain were stunned, and no one thought that this was the ending. Yuan Qiu was so excited that his facial features couldn't be distinguished at all, and he only heard him shouting hoarsely, "Fight, fight well......"

In the end, the horse-faced monk's mouth, nose and ears began to bleed, and the referee saw that it was not good, so he hurriedly came over to stop Yao Ze, Yao Ze said: "Senior, look, this guy has not admitted defeat until now." ”

The referee glanced at him speechlessly, you knocked people unconscious, how can you open your mouth to admit defeat.

He let go of the horse-faced monk, who was lying on the ground like mud, bleeding from his seven orifices, but he could not move. The referee put his hand on the horse-faced monk's neck, paused for a moment, and announced, "Yao Zesheng!"

Yao Ze glanced down at the horse-faced monk, and let out an inaudible cold snort, and a divine sense drilled into his mind like a needle. Although this competition scene can't kill him, no one will find out if he becomes an idiot.

That Yuan Qiu pulled him, only caring about "hehe" Zhile. Yao Ze doesn't feel anything special, I'll kill you, and if I can't kill you, I won't let you feel at ease.

The horse-faced monk and his accomplice took the person away, and he didn't dare to look at Yao Ze more. Yao Ze's name slowly became known to many people, but he didn't care, and he still watched and studied one after another.

Halfway through the second round of competition, there were three people who caught his attention, one was an acquaintance Zheng Gongzi, who was still so sassy, the magic weapon seemed to be like the bamboo of Qingyue Pavilion, it was worthless at all, and it blew itself up at every turn, and his opponent did not have messy hair and a black face. But Zheng Gongzi's hair is still shiny, and the long shirt on his body does not have a little dust.

The other is Wang Batian, this person has arrogant capital, his own strength is the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Period, and he has a superb magic weapon Seven Treasures Fanyin Pagoda in his hand, as long as the opponent is covered, he basically admits defeat directly. He also had a blood cloak on his body, and Yao Ze saw that the sword cultivator had obviously stabbed him, but somehow it slipped away from the side.

The last place is a sword cultivator, it should be the eighth level of the qi refining period, but it gives him a very strong feeling. As soon as that person stood on the stage, the opponent couldn't stand the suppression, the bloodthirsty suppression, and could only bow his head and admit defeat.

Yuan Qiu introduced to Yao Ze in a low voice beside him, this sword cultivator's name is Feng Liang, and after entering the mountain gate, he changed his name to Feng Jian, a famous sword maniac, who began to wander in the Heihe Forest at the third level during the Qi refining period, and came back to participate in the competition this time. The Black River Forest is a famous killing place in Lingxi, there are many demon beasts, and there are many opportunities, many monks go there to find opportunities, but those who can survive are strong.

At the end of the second round, Wu Yan's disciples were only Yao Ze and the senior brother of the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Period, Wu Yan felt that she was becoming more and more unable to see through her as a newly accepted disciple, and she only passed the second round at the fourth level of the Qi Refining Period, which was too lucky.

"Yao Ze, they said that you defeated all the seventh-level Qi refining period players, did you hide your strength?"

Yao Ze touched his nose, revealing the aura of the sixth level of the Qi Refining Period.

"Master, look, I'm not just getting started, so I'm going to keep a low profile. ”

Wu Yan said in surprise: "Good boy, even your ancestor has been hidden, why do you want to keep a low profile? The more high-profile you are, the happier your ancestor will be." You fight well, as long as you pass the third round, I will teach you to start alchemy. ”

He nodded yes, and the picture scroll in the sky appeared again, and he saw his name, the fifth station, and the opponent was called Xia Pingzhen.

Yuan Qiu said beside him: "I know this person, the eighth level of the Qi refining period, he is a very famous array mage, junior brother should be careful." ”

Wu Yan also nodded and said, "Array mages are generally more difficult, I'll accompany you to take a look." ”

A few people came to the fifth station, Yao Ze is also a little well-known now, many people point fingers at him, he doesn't care, he focuses on the game in the mask.

When Yao Ze came on the court, Wu Yan nodded, "Just do your best." ”

After he stood still, he looked at his opponent, a young man with a pale face and dark eyes looked at him, Yao Ze smiled toothily, and arched his hand towards Xia Pingzhen, who did not show hostility, and also bowed to him.

Waiting for the referee to say "start!" Yao Ze quickly retreated, he already had some plans in his heart, he wanted to see how this array of mages attacked, this is also Yao Zeyi's boldness, it can also be said that the ignorant are fearless, and generally monks are the first to strike against mages, because it always takes a little time for the formation mages to set up.

Outside the mask, Wu Yan saw Yao Ze retreating, and there was no weapon in his hand, so he couldn't help but frown a little rough short eyebrows, "What is this kid doing? Why don't you have any combat experience?"

That Xia Pingzhen was very happy to see Yao Ze retreating, his right hand shook, and the four-pole small flag first laid a defensive array beside him, and then threw out a few small flags and jade slips in front of Yao Ze, and there were words in his mouth.

Yao Ze's eyes changed, he was in the boundless desert, the air was hot and dry, and there was no trace of wind. He didn't act rashly, his divine sense was released, this was obviously a phantom array, and he was waiting for the killing array to appear. In the underground cave mansion, the illusion formation passed down by the mirage beast was much more clever than this, although Yao Ze did not participate in the enlightenment, but he still had the vision.

Seeing that Yao Ze didn't move, Xia Pingzhen's eyes showed a little surprise, and the mantra changed, and suddenly several tall werewolves appeared in the desert, as well as a big purple and red scorpion, they opened their blood basins and pounced viciously at Yao Ze, he didn't move, let the werewolf pounce, and then passed through like a shadow, and when the scorpion got close, he turned sideways and smashed the big scorpion with one punch. The scene in front of me flickered, and then it turned into a test mask scene.

The people outside the light mask couldn't feel the changes in the phantom array, but when they saw that the mages in the array were busy arranging the formation, Yao Ze didn't move, and then punched out of thin air. That Xia Pingzhen was very shocked in his heart, the attacks in his phantom array were both virtual and real, and it was the first time he had seen someone see through the virtual attack and directly shatter the actual attack and break the formation.

Xia Pingzhen was a little anxious, and a few pieces of jade slips and small flags flew out, Yao Ze only felt that he was in a sea of fire, and the scorching hurricane carried the skin roasted by the flames and hurt slightly.

Yao Ze also looked cautious, his mana formed a circle outside his body, and his divine sense searched cautiously in the sea of fire. He only felt that the mana was consumed relatively quickly, and secretly sighed that he was a little too much.

That Xia Pingzhen was even more depressed, he was reluctant to lay down this Brahma Fire Array, and it was very difficult to maintain it.

Yao Ze suddenly patted his head, he was still inexperienced in dealing with the enemy, he was in the underground cave, and the fire jade that the seventh-level demon beast double-headed Jiao gave him was still in his storage bag.

As soon as he patted the storage bag, the jade pendant was held in his hand, and immediately formed a protective shield by his side. He breathed a sigh of relief, if he could save his mana, he could slowly break through the formation.