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The 171st chapter is a small test (1)

"When will Shenjun Hall change the rules randomly? I remember that if a group of fire camels lost a group, wouldn't it be fined at most 200,000 gold and shortage? As soon as you open your mouth, you will be 500,000. Of course, Shifang has the right not to enforce such wrong punishment!"

One is in charge of Tianyuan Pavilion and the other is in charge of Shenjun Hall. The ancient and Kue are of the same level as the academy, but in fact they have very different statuses.

The former is Qinggui, and one-third of the academy's who held this position in history eventually became the dean;

The latter is complicated and is generally used to provide retirement positions for veteran talented teachers in Qiantu Limited.

In addition, the two are of the same generation, so ancient people are not polite to Kuwei at all.

After Gu Lao finished speaking, he turned his head and looked into the field, ignoring Kue, which was about to refute, made Kue who was half angry.

"What awesome! I heard that Luo Bing has made great progress. I want to see if this kid is as powerful as you brag about!"

A quarter of an hour before the competition officially started, several deans stepped in together, soared in shape, and fell into the main position of the high platform.

According to management, a dean can only watch the battle at the end of the year. However, this year, it may be because of the many outstanding disciples of the inner sect and the Dragon Carp Banquet next year, four deans have arrived together.

Except for the most mysterious and difficult-to-find Dean Sheng Yong, the other four deans appeared in a public place, which has been a long time since.

All the virtuous masters on the high platform stood up to salute, and more than a hundred inner disciples were on the court, but many people were a little worried when they saw so many deans for the first time.

The ancient and innocent exchanged a glance with Shirashi. Looking at his expression, he knew that the conversation between the few people just now had not reached a consensus.

Among Wanluo Academy, Sheng Yong has a unique status and the strongest strength. He is the oldest. If he is in the Leader Academy, he will never have any factional disputes. However, Sheng Yong is determined to be martial arts and refuses to waste his time on earthly affairs in the academy. He travels abroad all year round and may not come back once every three or five years.

The remaining four deans, Bai Shi has the highest cultivation level, but it is not enough to overwhelm the other three.

Li Yanfu and Xun Yuanheng had similar scents and had the same branches and spirits. They have always been helping each other. As for Jun Henshui, Bai Shi failed to win over several times and has always remained neutral.

Most of the four people gathered in this competition, mostly for the famous Jing Shifang. Even Li Yanfu and Xun Yuanheng, who supported Hua Xinghe, were very curious about it.

"Xinghe told me the day before yesterday. He was sure to break through to the Tianyuan Realm before next year's Dragon Carp Banquet. Even if this kid is as powerful as Bai Shi boasted, he would never be able to overcome the Xinghe."

Li Yanfu's lips moved slightly and said in a voice to Xun Yuanheng.

Hua Xinghe was a genius who was personally discovered and sent to the academy. Although he did not become a disciple, he actually had the friendship of half a teacher.

Xun Yuanheng nodded slightly and said in the same voice: "Since that's the case, I will open the furnace to refine a gourd and repair the sky pill tomorrow to increase my confidence in the galaxy."

“So best.”

The Heaven-Buying Pill is not the highest-level middle-level spiritual pill that Xun Yuanheng can refine spiritual pills, but it is definitely the most valuable, requiring more than 30 precious spiritual herbs. Especially the essence and blood of the two-headed Lei Peng, Xun Yuanheng himself has not much left.

If it weren't for the Huaxinghe that once entered the Tianyuan Realm, it represented a great significance, and he would never be willing to take it out and refine it.

As the name suggests, the Heaven-Booning Pill has the ability to replenish the sky, but it is the Heaven of the warrior's body - eliminating hidden dangers in the body, refining the impurities of true essence, and improving the user's state to the peak perfection.

According to the different conditions of different warriors, the number of Tianfu Pills required to upgrade to the peak state ranges from five to twenty.

This pill can at least give the user a 30% chance of successfully advancing to the Tianyuan Realm.

Even the core disciples of the seven major sects are only a few who can take the Butian Pill before hitting the bottleneck.

The two agreed and turned their attention back to the off-field stage.

In comparison, Jun Henshui is more inclined toward Huaxinghe. Although the two of them are a little worried, they are full of confidence.

…………

On the east corner, a giant dragon-headed copper pot fell down from the carving, making a crisp and melodious sound, rippling layer by layer.

The time has arrived and the competition has begun.

Jing Shifang looked at the token in his hand, and he happened to get a bye in the first round - more than a hundred inner disciples fought against each other. Except for the previous quarterfinals who would not encounter it in the first two rounds, the others rely on their own luck to see what opponent they would draw.

With his strength, it doesn’t matter if he is bye or not. It’s not his luck to get bye, but the good luck of other inner disciples.

There was a bitter look on the north side of Song Zhen, and the first opponent he drew was Wang Lianhua. He was not good at close combat, and he suffered a great loss when fighting on the ring. He met Wang Lianhua, a master in the previous semi-finals, and it was basically a little bit of luck.

Sure enough, Song Zhenbei was at an absolute disadvantage as soon as he got on the field. Wang Lianhua whistled with a long stick, and he couldn't even shoot a long arrow. After struggling for a few moves, he fell off the ring in a mess by the side of the stick.

"Wang Lianhua has made progress and has already broken through to the Earth Yuan realm."

Jing Shifang saw that Wang Lianhua's cultivation level changed, and it was normal for Song Zhenbei to lose, but it was unexpected that he could not even pass a round.

"Don't worry, your archery technique must be matched with the appropriate body skills to exert its power. I will definitely help you find a door in the future." Jing Shifang patted Song Zhenbei's shoulder and comforted him, "And the power of bows and arrows is not good for you to show off your power on the ring. In actual combat, it is your world."

Song Zhenbei nodded barely, but his expression was dim and his fighting spirit dissipated a lot.

Not to mention Wanluo Academy, even from the entire Great Wilderness Dynasty, there has been no high-level powerful man with bows and arrows for a long time.

This type of warrior often loses his life in the process of climbing to the peak of martial arts, and is lonely and nameless all his life, acting as a foil for others, and will not succeed in the sect and family.

"There is no tradition of cultivating archers in the academy. I ask the master for a set of archer martial arts so that Zhenbei can truly take the bow and arrow..."

Jing Shifang secretly replied, lying in his heart, but did not say it out.

Many of the first round of competition ended, nearly half of the inner disciples were eliminated, leaving only 64 people. All the strong ones among the inner disciples passed the level safely, such as Luo Bing, Gao Yun and others, easily defeated their opponents.

In the second round, when Jing Shifang came on the field, he smiled faintly and stepped onto the ring.

All the inner disciples who were not in the competition turned their eyes, and the ground was filled with crowds.

Jing Shifang's reputation has been rumored to be very popular during this period. Whether it is contempt or recognition, few people have really seen him take action, and most of them have seen him for the first time.

The dean of the high platform also focused on this and whispered.

"So you are Jing Shifang, so famous. I thought you had two heads and four hands. The inner disciple Lu..."

Before the man on the other side could finish his words, a sword light passed by, his eyes turned black and he lay down straight.

"Who is your last name? I'm too lazy to listen..."

Qingluan had already returned to the sheath, as if she had done something inconspicuous, turned around and walked off the arena.

Jing Shifang is no longer on the same level as the same year ago, and ordinary inner disciples will not take it seriously. You don’t have to be polite when you come up and say sarcastic things, you can just laugh at me in one move.

Two wise masters who were responsible for supervising the competition process hurriedly ran to the ring and checked, and found that there were two sword wounds as thin as needle holes on the chest of the inner disciple. His fingers brushed by, and there was a slight sting, as if he was stabbed by the tip of the needle.

The pinhole sword injury only had red dots, and no blood was seen to seep out, but the man's face was pale and he was as angry as a fucking spring. It was obviously a fatal and serious injury.

"What is this? Is there poison on the sword?"

"It is absolutely forbidden to fight poisoning in the Internet Academy competition. If this happens, Jing Shifang's qualification to participate in the competition will be stripped of."

The two of them checked for a moment but couldn't find any clues. They carried the unconscious inner door and went up to the platform.

Therefore, Jing Shifang was not declared as the winner on the ring, nor did he conduct the next competition, which made the onlookers whisper and discuss it secretly. Could it be that some change has occurred?

"Senior Brother Jing, is it okay?" Song Zhenbei tried hard to open his eyes wide, only seeing a green light, and the next thing was the opponent falling to the ground.

What happened in the middle and how to defeat the enemy? Not to mention him, I believe that other inner disciples are also confused.

"What can I do?" Jing Shifang waved his hand indifferently. He grasped the strength of his actions just right and would not let his opponent worry about his life.

It is probably because the two wise masters could not understand the method of sealing the sword energy, so they went to the dean for help.

He didn't expect that the two wise masters did not knock out the mystery of the sword's injury at all. He thought that the opponent had been infected with a strange poison and was unconscious.

Two wise masters went to the high platform to talk about their opinions. Xun Yuanheng's face darkened and he stepped forward to diagnose.

He is a master of alchemy. If he is really poisoned, he will definitely not be able to escape his glasses.

Bai Shi signaled that Gu Lao should not be impatient. He believed that Jing Shifang would not be so unwise. Everyone's focus was on him, and he was still trying to poison the weapons in the competition.

Xun Yuanheng moved his fingers between the two sword wounds, and he didn't say a word for a long time, his face was as deep as water. He walked back to his position and said in a low voice. Li Yanfu showed shock and also stepped forward to check.

In a moment, Li Yanfu brushed his left hand gently on the chest of his inner disciple, like playing a pipa, and made a sound of golden swords and iron horses, making a clanging sound.

Scream! Scream!

Two invisible and colorless air arrows shot out from the human body and hit the floor of the platform, forming two shallow pits of about an inch.

Li Yanfu waved his hand and asked someone to take the injured inner disciple down to take care of the wounded. Yan Ming had nothing to do with the poison, so the competition continued.

Li Yanfu and Xun Yuanheng looked unhappy. Jing Shifang's swordsmanship was still above their imagination. It seemed that what Bai Shi said was not all boasting.

Such sharp sword energy and such exquisite means have not appeared among the academy disciples for many years.
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