"This competition is limited to one stick of incense. Everyone on the stage can choose their own opponents. Only one person will be left in this competition. If there is no winner within one stick of incense, the final decision will be made by the Saint of Qianqiu. Also, I would like to remind you not to

With luck in mind, this incense stick will burn for a long time, now the competition begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qingcheng felt a cold light flash beside him, and a silver chain flew past his eyes. Then three women dressed strangely surrounded Ye Qingcheng, and one of them said

"Miss Ye, I heard that there are six heroes in Yashan. Among the six heroes, you are the one with the highest martial arts skills, except for your senior brother who has self-proclaimed his own meridian. Today the three of us want to meet the girl for a while, and the girl won't refuse, right?"

Ye Qingcheng gave them a cold look, then pulled out the Taiyin Sword, played two sword flowers at will and said: "Come on!"

Wu Qi could see it clearly from the stands. As soon as the deacon started speaking, Ye Qingcheng was targeted by several waves of people. If these three people hadn't acted quickly, others would have swarmed up.

"These women are starting to become shameless. Why are they starting a group fight? The fourth child will chop them up!"

"Fourth Senior Sister is famous, and the other women must want to meet her for a while, but..." Before Kong Miaozhi finished speaking, changes had already occurred on the competition stage. The three women who besieged Ye Qingcheng all fell in one move.

The people in the stands didn't even see her move, they just felt a cold light flash around Ye Qingcheng, and then all three of them fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the deacon shouted: "The Lingnan Shao family has been eliminated."

This almost shook the competition stage that had just started to get heated. An old man from the Shao family in Lingnan turned pale and shouted loudly: "This girl is using the martial arts of the Tianji Sect. It violates the rules of the competition. How can it be counted!"

Saint Qianqiu didn't even move her eyelids. She looked at the martial arts arena and said in a calm voice: "What's going on today? There are voices questioning the justice of the state religion everywhere? Did I hear it wrong? Or do some people think that the state religion no longer distinguishes between right and wrong?

?”

After saying this, the old man's face instantly turned pale, and he sat back obediently, but his face was still ugly. The other people participating in the second competition could only sigh secretly, and did not dare to touch the saint's bad luck.

In this short period of time, the field changed again. Because Ye Qingcheng's swordsmanship was too sharp, after three or four waves of attacking people were repelled, everyone began to walk around her. Ye Qingcheng did not want to pursue her.

What they meant was that they held the hilt of the sword in their hands and remained motionless, as if waiting for the end elsewhere.

Taking Ye Qingcheng's position as the boundary, the fighting in other places was fierce and fierce, but Ye Qingcheng's side seemed to be watching the battle. No one came to fight. Even so, the fighting in other places was not very exciting. After all, it was a temporary martial arts that could not be learned at all.

What is the real thing? Several people secretly used the martial arts of the sect, but they were all immediately seen by the deacon and eliminated.

As more and more people were eliminated, there was even the previous princess named Yuehua. The butler of the palace in the audience looked extremely sad, but did not say anything, and just stepped forward to take the princess away.

return.

Seeing that the moment of burning incense was coming to an end, besides Ye Qingcheng, there were two women standing on the stage, one with a pale face, neither sad nor happy; the other with flowery features but full of murderous intent.

On the viewing platform, Zhen Shifang raised his eyebrows and said: "This girl is so amazing. In just a few hours, she mastered this mediocre martial arts and even evolved three moves on her own. It's really

Wizard, what kind of doll is this from?"

The person from the state religion next to him immediately replied: "The person wearing a long black skirt is the descendant of the three elders of Sichuan and Sichuan. His name is Jing Xin. This time he came to participate in the election of the state religion. None of the three elders came. And the one wearing a wide coat and long sleeves

The woman in the Taoist robe is a disciple of the saint, her name is Ming Yuan, and she is an abandoned baby adopted by Mr. Zhuge Wencai. The other one is Yashan Ye Qingcheng."

The people from the State Religion didn’t know which one Zhen Shifang was asking about, so they simply named all three.

Feng Wuhen nodded: "There are many talented people in the world, and the choice of the saint is truly worthy of being named the state religion."

Xiaoyaozi smiled and said: "Why don't you make a bet, old madman, let's see which one of these three can win the championship in the end."

Feng Wuhen took a deep look at the competition stage: "There's a chance of winning in the bet, are you attracted to something about me?"

Zhen Shifang laughed loudly: "I will also join in. In this way, I will bet that the descendants of the three elders of Sichuan and Sichuan will win in the end. What's the bet?" Zhen Shifang took out a light yellow stone from his hand.

"Amber Gallbladder, are you two interested?"

Xiaoyaozi was stunned for a moment. He originally just wanted to tease Feng Wuhen, but he didn't expect Zhen Shifang to take it seriously. Moreover, the amber gall actually just looks like amber, but has nothing to do with real amber. It is a kind of gall that can be easily

A marrow-washed wonder.

Feng Wuhen looked at the light yellow stone in a daze: "Old guy, you are so old and you have no apprentices, what are you doing with the amber gallbladder? I understand, you..." said Feng Wuhen without saying anything.

After thinking for a long time, he took out a piece of sheepskin from his arms and said, "Okay, since you took out the amber gallbladder, I'll take out the formation map of the Heaven and Earth Second Formation."

Zhen Shifang heard Feng Wuhen's words and looked at the sheepskin in his hand: "This is the formation diagram of the Second Formation of Heaven and Earth? Old madman, you are better than me. I got this amber gallbladder by chance some time ago.

As you said, I definitely don’t need it myself

It needs to be used, and there is no need for the younger generations. It must be left to the Immortal Lord in the end. Just to ask for something to be seen, you actually used the Heaven and Earth Formation. Come on, keep your word, old bastard, you will bear witness

, I didn’t force him to do this.”

After saying that, he threw the amber gall to Xiaoyaozi. Feng Wuhen smiled without saying anything and handed over the sheepskin.

Xiaoyaozi said with a bitter face: "I proposed this bet first. Now you ask me to be a witness and won't let me participate? Where can I go to reason with you? That's all. I just want to watch the fun this time.

Okay. But old guy, I don’t think the Jingxin you chose will make it to the end."

When Zhen Shifang heard this, he was furious: "Bah, bah, bah, you old thing that can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. You started cursing me as soon as I put the book down. If I lose, you won't get better either. That's right!"

After Zhen Shifang finished speaking, he touched Xiaoyaozi's sleeve and took an emerald green porcelain bottle into his hand: "The amber gallbladder is a bit insufficient, so I added this bottle of fortune elixir as a bet between me and the old bastard.

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Xiaoyaozi screamed after hearing this, but didn't say anything else. Zhen Shifang said proudly: "Old madman, come on, there are two female dolls left, which one do you choose?"

Feng Wuhen said without hesitation: "I choose the saint's disciple, Ming Yuan."

"Ming Yuan? This girl doesn't look like she can make it to the end. I thought you would choose a girl named Ye."

"Although Ye Qingcheng practiced the Drunken Fire Flying Flower well, he cannot use his internal strength on the competition stage. In terms of moves alone, although Ye Qingcheng gained an advantage, he also lost an opportunity."

Zhen Shifang was a little disapproving after hearing this. Just as Xiaoyaozi was about to say something, something changed on the competition stage.

The three people on the stage suddenly moved towards the middle, fought for four or five moves, and then quickly separated.

After they separated for a long time, the three of them made no further moves, but at this time Ming Yuan and Jing Xin looked at each other, and then Jing Xin said: "Miss Ye, with the help of the Great Luck Dao, it will be difficult for you and me to win, not as good as..."

Ming Yuan said calmly: "What if it's worse?"

"It would be nice if we just gave up, but I still want to compete between you and me. The three disciples of the Holy Lady are not ordinary people, but I don't agree with you."

After Ming Yuan heard this, she suddenly smiled. She turned around and took off her long sleeves, leaving behind a fiery red dress. The expression on her eyebrows immediately changed, becoming even more charming than when she was at Jinfeng Yulu Tower.

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"What do you think Miss Ye?"

At this time, Ye Qingcheng's face was very ugly, and he still looked at the two opponents coldly: "Are you ashamed of me?"

"Miss Ye's words are wrong." Ming Yuan sighed: "I have been in the state religion longer than both of you. There is no reason to say destiny. God's will allows Miss Ye to get the sword manual that she is already proficient in. Even if

The girl’s victory this time was God’s will. In life, destiny cannot be violated. But..."

"But what!?"

"But in terms of talent, you are not as good as Jing Xin, let alone me!" Ming Yuan said to Ye Qingcheng with a smile.

"If hard work is judged as a shortcoming during martial arts training, then the world will really change. As for Miss Jing..." Ming Yuan turned to look at Jing Xin who was still full of murderous intent.

"I'm afraid Miss Jing's wishful thinking will come to nothing."

Jing Xin frowned: "What do you mean? It's just a competition, there's so much nonsense."

Ming Yuan covered her mouth and laughed out loud: "Miss Jing thought she couldn't beat Miss Ye, so she thought of this way of retreating. If Miss Ye was really embarrassed and walked away, maybe there would be a chance."

I won this battle, am I right? Jingxin!"

Jing Xin's expression did not change at all after hearing this: "I didn't expect that a disciple of the saint of the state religion would make such assumptions about others, which is extremely ridiculous!"

"Yes or no. Just be optimistic about Ye Qingcheng. I will definitely defeat her within a hundred moves. By then I will have a better understanding of my fingering techniques. If I fight with you again, you will not be able to defeat me!"

People from all walks of life in the stands began to get a little commotion and started talking.

Ming Yuan didn't wait for Ye Qingcheng to say anything, and flew towards Jing Xin. The silk scarf Jing Xin got was a set of ordinary whipping techniques, but although the whipping technique was unremarkable, it was the most difficult to practice. Jingxin used it himself

It's the eyebrow thorn. It can be said that the two weapons have nothing in common, but Jingxin's talent is so high that he has evolved two more styles based on the original whip method.

What Ming Yuan got was a set of fingering techniques. I don't know if it was intentional or just one move. Ming Yuan's moves were almost exactly the same from beginning to end. If it weren't for his flexible body skills, he would have been defeated long ago, but even so,
Chapter completed!