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- "Since when can Shenjun Hall change the rules at will? I remember that if you lose a group of Fiery Camels, isn't the maximum penalty of 200,000 gold and silver? It's 500,000 as soon as you ask. Shifang certainly has the right not to implement such wrong punishments. !¡±
One is in charge of Tianyuan Pavilion, and the other is in charge of Shenjun Hall. Gu Gu and Ku He have the same rank in the academy, but in fact their status is very different.
The former is noble, and one-third of those who have held this position in the history of the academy eventually became the dean;
The latter is complicated and is generally used to provide retirement positions for veteran teachers with limited prospects.
Since the two of them are of equal seniority, Gu Gu is not polite to Ku He at all.
After Gu Gu finished speaking, he turned his head and looked towards the field, ignoring Ku E, which made Ku E, who was about to refute, feel half dead.
"What's the air! I heard that Luo Bing has made great progress. I want to see if this kid is as good as you brag!"
A quarter of an hour before the competition officially started, several deans arrived hand in hand, and with graceful figures, they fell into the main seat on the high platform.
According to management, only one dean can attend the year-end competition to watch the competition in person, but this year, perhaps due to the large number of outstanding disciples in the inner sect and the dragon and carp banquet next year, four deans actually came together.
Except for the most mysterious and elusive Dean Sheng Yong, it has been a long time since the other four deans appeared together in a public place.
All the wise masters on the high platform stood up and saluted, and the more than a hundred inner disciples in the audience did the same. However, many of them were seeing so many deans for the first time, and they felt a little uneasy.
Gu Jiu exchanged glances with Bai Shi without leaving a trace. Judging from his expression, it was clear that the conversation between the few people just now failed to reach a consensus.
In Wanluo Academy. Sheng Yong has a transcendent status and is the strongest. He has the oldest qualifications. If he were to lead the academy, there would be no factional disputes. However, Sheng Yong was devoted to martial arts and refused to waste his time in the academy for worldly matters. He traveled abroad all year round and might not come back once in three to five years.
There are four deans left. Baishi has the highest cultivation level, but it is not enough to overwhelm the other three.
Li Yanfu and Xun Yuanheng have the same spirit and are connected with each other. They have always been helping each other. As for Jun Henshui, Baishi has failed to win over him several times and has always remained neutral.
This time, the four people gathered together for the competition, mostly because of Jing Shifang, who has risen to fame. Even Li Yanfu and Xun Yuanheng, who are the strongest supporters of Hua Xinghe, are also very curious about him.
"Xinghe told me the day before yesterday. He is sure to break through to the Tianyuan realm before the dragon and carp banquet next year. Even if this kid is as powerful as Baishi boasts, there is no way he can beat Xinghe."
Li Yanfu moved his lips slightly and said to Xun Yuanheng.
Hua Xinghe was a genius whom he personally discovered and sent to the academy. Although he did not become a disciple, he was essentially a half-teacher.
Xun Yuanheng nodded slightly. He also sent a message: "In this case, I will start a furnace to refine a gourd of Heaven-Building Pills tomorrow to increase the certainty of the galaxy."
"This is the best."
The Heaven-Building Pill is not the highest-ranking elixir that Xun Yuanheng can refine, but it is definitely the most valuable and requires more than thirty kinds of precious spiritual herbs. Especially the essence and blood of the double-headed Lei Peng, Xun Yuanheng himself didn't have much left.
If it weren¡¯t for Hua Xinghe once he entered the Tianyuan realm. It represented so much significance that he was absolutely reluctant to take it out and refine it.
As the name suggests, Tianbu Dan has the ability to mend the sky, but it mends the heaven of the warrior's physical body - eliminating hidden dangers of hidden injuries in the body, refining impurities of true energy, and raising the user's state to peak perfection.
??According to the different conditions of different warriors, the number of Heaven-Building Pills required to reach the peak state ranges from five to twenty.
" And this elixir can at least increase the user's chance of successfully advancing to the Tianyuan realm by 30%.
Even among the core disciples of the seven major sects, there are only a few who can take the Heaven-Building Pill before hitting the bottleneck.
After the two parties reached an agreement, they returned their attention to the arena.
In comparison, Jun Henshui is more inclined to Hua Xinghe. Although the two of them are a little worried, they are full of confidence.
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On the east corner, a silver arrow fell from the drain of a giant copper pot with a dragon head, making a crisp and melodious sound that rippled through the layers.
The time has come and the competition has begun.
Jing Shifang looked at the token in his hand and saw that he got a bye in the first round - more than a hundred inner disciples fought against each other. Except for the top eight from the previous session who would not meet in the first two rounds, everyone else was Just rely on your luck and see what opponent you get.
With his strength, it doesn¡¯t matter whether he gets a bye or not. Getting a bye is not his luck, but the good luck of other inner disciples.
There is a bitter color in the north of Song Town, and the first opponent drawn is Wang Lianhua. heHe was not good at close combat, so he suffered a lot when fighting in the ring. Meeting a master like Wang Lianhua, one of the last four semi-finals, was basically a disaster.
Sure enough, Song Zhenbei was at an absolute disadvantage as soon as he came on the field. Wang Lianhua's long stick roared, but he couldn't even shoot a long arrow. After struggling to hold on for a few moves, he was caught in the wind and fell off the ring in embarrassment.
"Wang Lianhua has made progress, and has already broken through to the Earth Element Realm."
Jing Shifang could see the change in Wang Lianhua's cultivation. It was normal for Song Zhenbei to lose, but it was really unexpected that he could not pass one round.
"Don't worry, your archery skills must be matched with suitable body skills to be powerful. I will definitely help you find one in the future." Jing Shifang patted Song Zhenbei on the shoulder and said consolingly, "And bows and arrows It¡¯s not easy to show off your power in the ring, it¡¯s your world in actual combat.¡±
Song Zhenbei nodded reluctantly, but his expression was gloomy and his fighting spirit had dissipated a lot.
Not to mention Wanluo Academy, even from the perspective of the entire Great Wilderness Dynasty, it has been a long time since there has been a high-level strong man with bows and arrows.
"This kind of warriors often fail in the process of climbing to the peak of martial arts. They live a lonely and unknown life, acting as a foil for others, and they will not succeed in the sect family.
¡°There is no tradition of cultivating archers in the academy. I asked the master for a set of archer martial arts so that Zhenbei can truly start practicing archery¡±
Jing Shifang secretly said, keeping this matter in his heart, but did not say it out loud.
The first round of the competition was over. Nearly half of the inner disciples were eliminated, leaving only sixty-four people. The strong ones among the inner disciples all passed the test safely, and people like Luo Bing, Gao Yun and others easily defeated their opponents.
In the second round, when Jing Shifang came on the stage, he smiled lightly and stepped onto the ring.
All the inner disciples who were not in the competition cast their gazes over, and the floor below the arena was crowded.
Jing Shifang's reputation has been widely circulated during this period. Whether it is contempt or recognition, few people have actually seen him take action, and most people have seen his competition for the first time.
The dean and wise teacher on the high platform also focused on this and whispered to each other.
"So you are Jing Shifang. You are so famous. I thought you had two heads and four hands. Inner disciple Lu"
Before the man on the other side finished speaking, a sword light passed by, his vision went dark, and he lay down straight.
"Whose last name is yours? I'm too lazy to listen"
Qingluan has already returned to her sheath. As if she had done something inconspicuous, she turned around and walked off the ring.
The current Jing Shifang is no longer on the same level as he was a year ago. Ordinary inner disciples will not pay attention to him. You don't have to be polite to ridicule him when he comes up. It can be done with one move.
The two wise masters who were in charge of supervising the progress of the competition hurriedly ran to the ring. Upon inspection, they found that there were two sword wounds as thin as pinholes on the chest of this inner disciple. When your fingers brushed against it, there was a slight sting, as if being pricked hard by the tip of a needle.
There were only red dots from the pinhole sword wound, and no trace of blood seeped out. However, the man's complexion was green and white, and his energy was as thin as a thread. It was obviously a fatal injury.
"What kind of method is this? Is there poison on the sword?"
"Quickly Xiangwang Academy competition is strictly prohibited from poison quenching. If this really happens, Jing Shifang will be deprived of his qualifications to participate in the competition."
The two men checked for a while but found no clues, so they carried the unconscious inner doorman to the high platform.
Therefore, Jing Shifang was not announced as the winner in the arena, nor was the next competition held. The inner disciples who were watching were all whispering and secretly discussing whether something had changed.
"Senior Brother Jing, are you okay?" Song Zhenbei tried his best to open his eyes wide just now, but he only saw a green light, and then his opponent fell to the ground.
What happened in the middle and how to defeat the enemy? Let alone him, I believe other inner disciples are also confused.
"What can I do?" Jing Shifang waved his hand nonchalantly. He controlled the strength of his attack just right and would not put his opponent's life in danger.
It is estimated that the two wise masters could not figure out the method of sealing the sword energy, so they went to the dean for help.
He didn¡¯t expect that the two wise masters didn¡¯t figure out the mystery of the sword wound at all, thinking that their opponent had been poisoned by a strange poison and fell into a coma.
The two wise masters went to the high platform and expressed 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.
Baishi signaled to Gu Gu to be calm. He believed that Jing Shifang would not be so unwise. The focus of everyone's attention was on him wisely, and he even took the risk of quenching poison on the weapons in the competition arena.
?Xun Yuanheng moved his fingers between the two sword wounds. He didn't say a word for a long time, his face as dark as water. After walking back to his seat and whispering something, Li Yanfu looked shocked and also stepped forward to check.
"A moment later, Li Yanfu flicked his left hand on the chest of the inner disciple, like playing a pipa, and it made a clanging sound like gold and iron.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? laugh!
Two invisible and colorless air arrows shot out from the human body and hit the floor of the high platform, forming two shallow pits about an inch apart.
Li Yanfu waved his hand and asked someone to take the injured inner disciple down to take care of him. Yan Ming had nothing to do with the poison, and the competition continued.
Li Yanfu and Xun Yuanheng looked hesitant. Jing Shifang's swordsmanship was still beyond their imagination. It seemed that Baishi's words were not all bragging.
Such sharp sword energy and exquisite methods have not been seen among the academy disciples for many years.
But the more outstanding it is, the more trouble it will be for them. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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