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The attack is stopped.

The winter sun is soft, and the afternoon sun is especially drowsy, but at this moment, on the martial arts arena in the outer courtyard of Tianzhu Peak, the disciples of the six courtyards are all very excited, their eyes are burning, and they can't wait to replace each other.

The distorted air calmed down, and the winter wind was able to penetrate into it, and the wind on the Chenyou platform suddenly hunted, and it seemed to stand on the top of the mountain dome.

Su Qi'er!

In all directions of Chenyoutai, nearly ninety percent of the eyes converged on a figure.

A fifteen-year-old boy, in a dark blue robe, he stood alone on the Chenyou platform, his black hair was lightly raised, and his eyes were warm and peaceful.

Qingyang Peak, Su Qi Nian!

Many disciples of the Sixth Academy muttered that they were still accustomed to the name of beggar that had been circulated at the beginning, but now this young man had reached a situation in a short period of time that they needed to face up, and even some ordinary disciples needed to look up to.

The name of the beggar, it is difficult for them to say it, and at this moment, the three words of Su Qiannian made many disciples feel extremely awkward.

A deep sense of frustration!

After three or four years of martial arts training, or even five or six years, he was surpassed by a teenager who had only been in contact with martial arts for more than a year.

In addition, in Qingyang Peak, many disciples also have a strong curiosity, what kind of past is the one vein that was cut off five hundred years ago, and those who practice martial arts also need to read and reason, be able to distinguish between right and wrong, and introspect themselves, so many disciples also understand that the top lineage is stronger. It may make one person, two people. It is impossible to create three people in a row, if so. As long as there is a top-notch martial art, wouldn't it be able to create countless top-notch primordial god figures.

There is no strongest martial art, only peerless figures, who can suppress the Heavenly Mandate Grandmaster of an era.

On the stage.

Except for Su Qinian, there are only nine people left, only Luo Qingjiang of Baiyun Peak, Tu Qingfeng of Tianzhu Peak has a slight gaze, but he is still calm, and the rest are Wei Qinghu of Lei Shi Peak. also showed a dignified color.

There are also six disciples, their faces are very ugly, although they are not weak, they also understand that compared to Wei Qinghu and the three of them, they are much worse, if it weren't for the young man in front of them suddenly withdrew, most of them would not have a chance to stand here safely.

However, all kinds of fiction and reality in this are unknown to the disciples of the six academies under Chen You's stage. This embarrassed them, but they couldn't say it clearly.

Boom! Boom!

In the next moment, the five stone platforms of Zichou, Maoxu, Yinhai, Sishen, and Wuwei, all the disciples shot together.

Air distortions. blurred everyone's vision again, which made many disciples of the Six Academies very dissatisfied, but they also understood that their skills were not enough. You can't see through the real and the false.

Walking down Chenyoutai, where Su Qinian passed. Naturally, the crowd moved out of the way, and no one spoke. But the gaze that looked at him was a little unnatural.

I didn't care, Su Qiannian was a little stunned when he saw Zichou and Mao on the platform, on these two stone platforms, there were also well-known outstanding disciples in the outer courtyard, no one dared to provoke easily, but Qing Yu and the fat man, two people, standing alone, were really standing there alone at this time, the disciples fought each other, and their energy was overflowing, but no one shot at them.

On the platform, Qing Yu thought about it for a while, and he understood the cause and effect, he stood still and didn't say a word.

And on the ugly stage, the fat man scratched his head, his eyes rolled, and he had some difficult choices, should he make a move? or a shot?

In the end, he chose to close his eyes and not stir up the troubled waters.

Sitting down in the corner again, Su Qinian quietly watched the melee on the five-sided stone platform.

However, it was obvious that even if only ten people could be left, there were still some outstanding disciples who no one dared to provoke, so they all avoided them, and then fought hard to compete for the few remaining places.

Thanks to him, no one dared to touch Qing Yu and the fat man, because they couldn't understand the truth in advance, so no one wanted to take the lead, they all had the same idea, in case the two of them were as cruel as Su Qinian, then they would suffer a big loss.

One by one, figures flew sideways, through the twisted air, and fell down the stone platform, as if they were dumplings.

But after half a cup of tea, the dust settled on the five-square stone platform.

Liuhe Shitai, a total of 432 people, at this time there are only 60 people left.

As Su Qinian expected, until the last moment, no one had the courage to fight Qingyu and the two, and the two won without a fight, ranking among the top 60 in the annual festival.

The fat man walked down the Zichou platform leisurely, squeezing his eyes at Qing Yu, who also walked down the Mao platform, but in exchange for two white eyes.

"The fat man is very tired. ”

Back in the corner, the fat man grabbed a cup of Taihe tea and gurgled his stomach, chewing peonies, he was simply spoiling good things, he muttered: "Listen to the rumors in the market, in Chang'an City, the concubines in the palace are talking like this, if you have a chance, you have to ask, don't you bother to work?"

Su Qiannian glanced at him, a little speechless, the fat man didn't read the truth, it is estimated that he had seen too much of the wild history, although his Su family was only eight products, but when he was in Chang'an City, he still knew a little bit about many things, as far as Su Qiannian knew, the palace was like an abyss, and the concubines in the harem were not as weak as the fat man imagined, and there were countless masters among them, so there was a very widely circulated sentence in Chang'an City.

The concubine of the palace and the housekeeper of the Demon King's Mansion!

It is a group of women who cannot be despised , not to mention that the emperors of the Han Dynasty have worked hard to govern the country, emphasizing military force and ignoring literature, advocating that all the people are soldiers, how can it be possible to tolerate the weakness of the harem, if there is an accident, wouldn't it be slaughtered by others, let alone ordinary women, it is impossible to enter the vision of the true dragon emperor, most of them are from extraordinary backgrounds, which also causes the palace to be in the palace, various forces are intertwined, cut constantly, and the reason is chaotic.

"The rest are all masters. ”

Su Qiannian looked at the dozens of disciples who came down, most of them were full of muscles and flesh, and their divine light was contained, even if they did not practice spiritual power like second-rate figures, but the kind of spiritual energy that came out of their gestures was far from being comparable to ordinary disciples.

If you don't practice spiritual power, it doesn't mean that you don't have spiritual power, but you are just a second-rate person, it is difficult to set foot in the spiritual realm, and you don't know how to condense and use it.

In fact, since people are born, they have the first idea when they are born and have their first thoughts, and they naturally give birth to the prototype of spiritual power, but they are not rational and cannot be controlled, and once they encounter danger, they will become a help in the underworld, otherwise how can the people who practice martial arts build the foundation at the beginning, and how can they withstand the impact of the heart ape driving the horse.

These truths were also gradually comprehended with the deepening of Su Qiannian's cultivation of "Ecstasy Dafa", and now he is about to enter the fourth level of cultivation of "Ecstasy Dafa", and his spiritual power is so strong that he has reached the verge of interfering in the present world.

The more this is the case, the more he is in awe of martial arts, and as his practice deepens step by step, he feels more and more that the road to martial arts is long, the road ahead is vast and unpredictable, and there are too many mysteries and mysteries.

Syllable!

When the disciples stepped down from the stone platform, the six huge Liuhe stone platforms began to move again, and this time they could be merged, and the secret buckles were concluded, turning into a huge stone platform with a square circle of about 150 abbots.

"One is renewed, and everything is renewed. ”

Su Qiannian opened his mouth and sighed a little, every detail of this year's sacrifice competition reflects the heritage of Wudang as a great sect of the town.

Half an hour passed, and when all the sixty disciples had recuperated and recovered, the last reincarnation of the year's festival Dabi had finally begun.

Su Qinian and the three of them glanced at each other, the fat man also took away his unruliness, his eyes became solemn, the three of them slowly got up, and fell into the eyes of some people with a heart, as if the three sleeping ancient beasts had awakened from the long years, and the three invisible qi began to rise, and they slowly merged into one strand, turning the land into an invisible field, and the feng shui did not enter, and the dust could not be raised.

In the outer courtyard of the six directions, the remaining fifty-seven disciples also got up one after another, and a stream of qi rose, this was the last battle, even some outstanding disciples who had never made a move, calm as water, no longer hidden, and began to initially release their own edge.

For a time, the entire Tianzhu Peak Outer Courtyard Martial Arts Arena was surging.

The formation of invisible fields one by one, and the invisible spiritual oppression, made some of the disciples of the Six Academies who were close couldn't help but retreat.

However, the most striking of these is the three people of Qingyang Peak, compared to the promotion of eight to ten disciples in each branch, only three people in Qingyang Peak have entered the last reincarnation.

But from beginning to end, there were only three people.

The three people's breaths are intertwined, turning into an invisible field, which is not inferior to the Hexagon Outer Courtyard.

Thundered!

There was thunder in mid-air, and the winter sun hung high, without the slightest warning.

This is the initial temptation of the Qi and Machines of the Seven Directions disciples colliding and silently clashing.

On a high platform.

Some of the deacons looked at each other and were moved, but this year, there were a lot of young powerhouses in this outer courtyard, and the collision of the invisible qi and machine actually caused the void to thunder, showing a vision that only the spiritual power is extraordinary, and it is so deep that it is about to interfere with the martial arts masters of the present world.

"Wudang weather, it should be so. ”

The Jingshan Daoist of Huixian Peak brushed his beard, and the old man's eyes were gentle, overlooking the entire martial arts arena.

There are also some Dharma protectors who frown, wanting to speak but stopping.

A moment later.

On this huge black iron stone platform, known as one yuan, Su Qinian and the three of them stood still.

Compared to before, at this moment, even if they were disciples of the same outer court, none of them chose to join forces, and they all faintly distanced themselves, but they were a little less guarded against each other, and they obviously had plans to clear the obstacles first.

And in the four corners of this Yuantai, there are thirty-six deacons supervising the Quartet, all of whom are very cautious, because in front of them are the strongest sixty disciples in the entire outer courtyard at the moment, the weakest in cultivation, and the cultivation of the eighth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong", plus the comprehension of martial arts is not good, put in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, ordinary third-rate masters who have just built a foundation, I am afraid that they are not opponents. (Ask for a monthly pass, ask for genuine subscription support, it's the third day of the Lunar New Year, and I don't feel like I was happy when I was a child.) (To be continued.) )