My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 1010

Chapter 1010

Signed.

After Xu Xinghe carefully checked everyone's identities, he announced the start of the competition.

Contestants, there are five countries, and three sects.

Among them is Misty Immortal Sect.

After seeing Misty Immortal Sect also sign the life-and-death contract, everyone was surprised.

On the spot, three countries and one sect voluntarily withdrew from the competition.

The remaining two countries are Dayan and Jin.

The remaining two sects are Misty Immortal Sect and Tianxiong Sect who just participated in the competition.

At this time, the practitioners in the audience had already started to discuss in low voices.

"Didn't it mean that the three major immortal sects would only compete for the two Great Spirit Mine? Why is Misty Immortal Sect coming to power now? Isn't this bullying?"

"Someone should need that Yishoudan."

"Hmph, I guess it was aimed at Dayan. At the border of Dayan, Misty Immortal Sect lost all face..."

"Which one is Great Flame?"

"It's over there, do you see that the one in the red dress who is protected in the middle is the queen of Dayan..."

"Tsk tsk, in such a small country, it was able to kill so many talented disciples of Misty Immortal Sect on the stage back then, and they are still safe and sound. It seems that this Great Flame is not easy."

At this time, Xu Xinghe had already had people draw lots.

The four teams happened to draw lots to determine each other's opponents, and the two winning teams entered the final competition.

In this case, you can save a lot of time.

The four teams draw lots in turn.

Xu Xinghe and the two gray-robed elders took the lottery in their hands and started to check it directly.

It so happened that Dayan and Tianxiongzong caught each other and became rivals.

And the rest of the battle was naturally Jin Guo vs Misty Immortal Sect.

A blond-haired old man from the Kingdom of Jin let out a "bah" immediately, said bad luck, and then turned his head to discuss with the others in a low voice.

Then, one of the old men left the crowd and walked towards Jiutian Yaotai.

The reason why they are not afraid of Misty Immortal Sect is because they are a subsidiary country of Jiutian Yaotai, and its old master has amazing talent in cultivation. After abdicating, he became the elder of Jiutian Yaotai.

They were also extremely interested in the Yishou Pill.

But now the first opponent is Misty Immortal Sect, they immediately hesitated, so they sent someone to ask Jiutian Yaotai for their opinion.

Soon.

The old man came back, whispered a few words with the others, and then went up to the stage to inform Xu Xinghe that he would withdraw from the competition.

In this way, Misty Immortal Sect will have a bye.

Dayan and Tianxiong Zong will have a decisive battle, and the winner will continue to face Misty Immortal Zong.

Seeing this, all the cultivators in the audience began to discuss again in dissatisfaction.

At this moment, Yueyang Tower of Misty Immortal Sect suddenly stepped onto the battle stage, cupped his hands to the audience and said: "The fight for this Yishou Pill is what our disciples need, not because our sect is greedy and bullying. I will discuss with you all The elders discussed that in this competition for the Yishou Pill, my Misty Immortal Sect will only fight with three people at most, and no matter whether we win or lose, there will be no more people on the stage."

These words suppressed those arguments a little.

After Yueyang Tower finished speaking, he cupped his hands to Xu Xinghe who was at the side, and walked off the battle platform.

In fact, with their status as the Misty Immortal Sect, they naturally don't need to go on stage to explain to everyone.

Naturally, these explanations are not all explained to other sects and countries, but to the other two great immortal sects, for fear of causing dissatisfaction on the other side.

After all, they will still compete for the spirit mine in the future.

And everyone knows that their Misty Immortal Sect has enmity with Dayan, so naturally they can't make it too obvious.

Xu Xinghe glanced at the audience before announcing the formal start of the competition.

The first person in Tianxiongzong to come to power was a young man named Jia Cong.

The young man had long taupe hair and was nearly two meters tall. His arms were bare and his muscles were bulging. He carried a nine-foot-long golden broad knife on his shoulder. His pupils were also golden, and his aura was particularly fierce.

And his cultivation base is the initial stage of the great master.

Seeing this, everyone in Dayan was discussing who would go up first, Fairy Zixia said: "This person seems to be born with supernatural power, and his sword skills should be wide open and close, extremely fierce. It just so happens that I haven't had a fist for a long time. Having fought such a tough battle, let me go up in this competition."

All eyes were on her.

Bai Yishan thought for a while, nodded and said: "Sect Master Zixia is just right to go up, young people are just right for young people. But be careful, this person's pupils are golden, and there is a faint golden light on his skin, his explosive power and defensive power should be very good." Strong, Sect Master Zixia must not be careless."

Fairy Zixia nodded and stepped onto the battle platform.

Zhuang Zhiyan turned his head, looked at Linghu Qingzhu next to him, and asked in confusion: "Qingzhu, why did you go up to sign the autograph just now?"

Ordinarily, with this girl's character, it is impossible to take the initiative to do such a thing.

Linghu Qingzhu's eyes crossed the battle stage, looked at the crowd of Misty Immortal Sect on the opposite side, fell silent for a moment, and said, "Revenge."

"revenge?"

Zhuang Zhiyan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then remembered that she was conspired and almost died because of her soft heart in the competition at the border of Dayan.

"Revenge indeed."

Zhuang Zhiyan nodded and said: "However, don't be careless. By the way, Qing Zhu, what is your cultivation level now? Last time I asked Zixia, Zixia hesitated and didn't tell me."

Linghu Qingzhu paused, and said calmly, "In the early stage of Guiyi, in the late stage of Grand Master."

As soon as these words came out, Zhuang Zhiyan's body trembled and his mouth opened wide.

Luo Ling and Luo Shang from Xianyun Pavilion next to him, Master Ning Yuan and others from Jinchan Temple, and even Bai Yishan, all had stunned expressions on their faces.

"Return...return to one realm?"

"Great Grandmaster...late stage?"

For a moment, everyone froze in place, their faces dull.

One must know that Luo Ling, the ancestor of Xianyun Pavilion, was also at the late stage of Transforming God Realm.

And Ling Xiaozong's old ancestor, Zhuang Zhiyan, is also the realm of the great master in the middle stage...

"You... are you higher than your ancestor's realm...?"

"And it's a body-soul dual cultivation..."

"This... How did you practice this?"

"Amitabha, evildoer, evildoer!"

As soon as the news came out, everyone in Dayan was stunned.

Zhuang Zhiyan was even tongue-tied.

"Peak Lord Linghu, you... how did you cultivate? Last time I saw you, you were only at the early stages of the God Realm..."

"Pindao remembers that a year ago, when Master Linghu went to Qingyun Temple, he was only at the late stage of a great martial artist and at the level of refining gods..."

The more people talked, the more shocked and unbelievable they became.

And Linghu Qingzhu still had a calm expression on his face, but he just glanced at someone in front of him secretly.

"boom!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise on the stage.

The practitioners around the audience gasped.

On the battle stage, Fairy Zixia, who was dressed in a red dress, was waving her huge fist with gleaming fists, and bumped head-on with the sword of the young man named Jia Cong.

The air wave is rolling.

Both figures startled and stepped back.

Jia Cong stood firm, immediately held the knife in both hands, roared angrily, and swung the knife instantly to create a storm of sword light, and swept away again.

The tall and burly figure and the fierce golden knife in his hand formed a stark contrast with the tall and slender figure in a red dress on the opposite side.

However, to everyone's astonishment, the woman who looked slender and delicate turned her fist into an extremely huge fist, like a hammer, pounding on those blades with a "rumble".

The two men faced swords against fists, fierce against fierce, and their moves were fierce and violent, like a violent storm. In the blink of an eye, they made hundreds of moves, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became.

"Zixia is so strong! I really didn't expect that at such a young age, she would break through to the grand master."

"That girl was born with supernatural powers since she was a child, and her cultivation methods have always been fierce, but her temper is not hot at all."

"Senior Zhuang, the generation of Ling Xiaozong, is really full of talents, which is enviable."

Although Zhuang Zhiyan was a little embarrassed, he was also very pleased and proud, and sighed: "No wonder people say that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead, and each wave is higher than the previous wave. This old man can be regarded as worthy of the ancestors of the Lingxiao Sect."

The two on the stage fought fiercely for another half an hour, but they were still tied.

After a short pause, Jia Cong held the knife in both hands, grinned and said, "Very good! I, Jia Cong, haven't fought so happily in many years! Miss Zixia, I won't be merciful anymore!"

Fairy Zixia clenched her fists and said coldly and arrogantly: "Me too."

After all, the two fought together again.

The sword light and the fist light collided violently at an extremely fast speed, and there was a continuous and loud sound of air blasts on the stage.

Another half an hour later.

The two separated in the explosion's air waves, landed on the ground, and retreated a certain distance before stopping.

At this time, both of them were sweating profusely, panting, and exhausted.

The moves of the two were ferocious and powerful, but they also consumed the energy in their bodies extremely. After more than an hour of fierce fighting, they were already at the end of their strength.

Jia Cong gasped, looked at the opposite side with a full face of appreciation and said: "Miss Zixia, you and I are facing each other. It's hard to tell the winner, so don't waste time. Why don't you shake hands and make peace, count it as a draw, how about it?"

Fairy Zixia raised her chin slightly, and said: "Sorry, I must win this round. My Dayan is a mere small country, and I can't compare to your Tianxiong Sect, and I can't afford to lose in a round. We are determined to win that Yishou Pill."

Jia Cong's eyes flickered, and he stared at her for a few more times, then suddenly put away the golden knife in his hand, cupped his hands and said, "In this case, then Jia must admit defeat in this round. No one can fight against my 72 knives, but Miss Zixia resisted with her fists, and Jia is extremely impressed. In this round, Jia feels ashamed and just admits defeat."

Fairy Zixia clenched her fists, without relaxing her vigilance, and said coldly, "Then you go down first."

Jia Cong smiled slightly, his eyes became brighter, and said: "Miss Zixia is so cute."

Immediately, he cupped his hands to Xu Xinghe who was in the corner: "Senior, this round, this junior admits defeat."

Xu Xinghe nodded, and announced: "In the first round, Dayan wins!"

Only then did Fairy Zixia slowly put away her skills, and her two huge fists quickly changed back to the original small pink fists, and the ferocious aura on her body also quickly subsided.

She saluted Xu Xinghe respectfully, then turned around and walked down the battle platform.

Jia Cong suddenly said again: "Fairy Zixia, may I ask, are you married?"

Fairy Zixia was taken aback when she heard the words, then turned her head and smiled, her bright eyes and teeth were as delicate as a flower: "Of course we are married, and we have several children."

After finishing speaking, the red dress fluttered down the battle stage like a charming sunset glow in the sky.

Jia Cong stayed on the stage with a stiff face.

"Brother Jia, come down quickly, I will fight the second round!"

The burly young man named Shi Potian suddenly jumped onto the stone platform with the hammer he had just won before, and looked at the people of Dayan under the stage with unruly eyes, and said, "You Dayan, who will fight?"

Everyone in Dayan looked at him and the hammer on his shoulders with solemn expressions.

"This person is a mid-stage Grandmaster, and his defense and explosive power are stronger than that of Jia Cong. He was injured in the previous competition, and he recovered so quickly."

"The power of his warhammer is at the Lingbao level. Coupled with his own strength, even if he is a great master in the late stage of cultivation, it will be difficult to defeat him."

When everyone was discussing in low voices, Zhuang Zhiyan sighed and said: "It seems that this game can only be played by the old man. Although it is not good to bully the young by the old, but I am Da Yan, and I can't compare with other big sects. .”

"I go."

At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded beside him.

(End of this chapter)