"boom!"

Zhou Boyue exploded with his potential and knocked a disciple with a mid-level warrior cultivation level off the ring, winning the first round.

In the stands, Luo Changtian's eyes flashed and he looked at him again.

The competition has entered the final moment.

Zhang Yuanshan won two games in a row.

Zhou Boyue lost in the second game.

The competition between middle-term martial arts disciples came to an end quickly.

The top ten results are out.

Luo Qingzhou happened to get fifth place, while Zhang Yuanshan got sixth place.

After the great elder Wu Youzi announced the result, he asked the ten of them if they would continue to challenge.

If it continues, the four late-stage warrior disciples will also join in drawing lots with them, and they are likely to meet late-stage warrior disciples.

Of course, if they can win, their ranking will naturally be further improved, they will receive more training resources, and they may even be favored by a senior member of the sect.

Zhang Yuanshan said without hesitation that he would continue the competition.

The other six disciples also expressed their intention to continue participating.

There are three disciples left, who seem to be still thinking and hesitating.

Zhang Yuanshan walked to Luo Qingzhou and whispered: "Fourth Junior Brother, your results are already good. If you were injured during the competition just now, just go down. Master will not blame you."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Senior Brother, I'm fine. I thought about it and decided to participate."

After speaking, he raised his hand and said: "Chu Feiyang, the disciple of the Kyoto helmsman, is willing to continue the competition."

The Great Elder Wu Youzi glanced at him and wrote down his name on the list.

Zhang Yuanshan patted him on the shoulder and said with concern: "Fourth Junior Brother, be careful. If you draw the four late martial arts masters, just admit defeat. There is no shame."

Luo Qingzhou nodded.

The remaining two disciples decided to quit after thinking for a while.

Now, including the four late-stage martial arts disciples, a total of twelve disciples began to compete for the top few positions.

As long as you can rank in the top five, the scores, honors, and rewards you get will be the most generous.

In the first game, it was still a drawing of lots.

Twelve disciples walked onto the stone platform one after another, waiting for the draw of lots.

Luo Qingzhou happened to be standing together with Yun Wanrou from Shuicheng. Yun Wanrou smiled slightly, looked in front of her and said: "Junior brother Chu is really hiding his secrets. Even my senior brother has lost to you. I hope you will see me later.

We may meet, and the little girl should ask Junior Brother Chu for advice."

Luo Qingzhou said: "I am definitely no match for Senior Sister Yun. If we do encounter one, I hope Senior Sister Yun can give me a few more moves."

The tip of Yun Wanrou's eyebrows twitched a few times. Thinking of the sparring session last night, a cold light suddenly flashed in her eyes.

Off stage.

The evil spirit in Sun Jiang's heart was finally cleared away. At this time, his face was full of spring breeze, and he looked at the two disciples on the stage with a smile on his face.

Jin Song on the side sneered: "Senior Brother Sun is too proud too early. If you want to be among the top few, your two disciples have no chance."

Sun Jiang was very happy at this time, but when he saw his sarcasm, he ignored him.

He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the stands high up. The sect master and the respected peak masters were all sitting there, watching the competition carefully.

Thinking that the results would be announced later, he became more and more excited and expectant.

On the stone platform, under the auspices of Wu Youzi, the twelve disciples began to draw lots one by one. Those who won each other's draws could directly go to the ring to compete.

The remaining disciples continued to smoke.

Because it is twelve to six, the first game is very important. If you win, you will be ranked sixth. If you lose, you will go directly and be re-ranked according to their scores. So in order to make everyone speechless, the draw of the first game,

Both people must draw each other for it to count.

Luo Qingzhou actually drew Zhang Yuanshan for the first time.

Fortunately, the opponent did not draw him.

If the two of them were drawn by each other, Luo Qingzhou would definitely give up without any hesitation.

He has now been designated as Linghu Qingzhu's direct disciple, so he doesn't care about the ranking. The reason why he insists on competing is for the consideration of the entire team, and of course for himself and Linghu Qingzhu.

If the ranking is too low, both he and Linghu Qingzhu will definitely be gossiped about.

They would even guess whether he had taken the Linghu Peak Master's back door in advance.

"Chu Feiyang!"

When he was taking the third stroke, Yun Wanrou's voice suddenly came from beside him.

He picked up the bamboo stick and turned around to see that Yun Wanrou was looking at him with the bamboo stick in her hand and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Chu, I have drawn you twice, I hope you can draw me once.

"

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze and looked at the bamboo stick in his hand without saying anything.

Wu Youzi took the bamboo stick in his hand and looked at it, then took Yun Wanrou's bamboo stick and looked at it, then looked at the two of them and said, "You two, go to the ring in the middle."

As soon as these words came out, Yun Wanrou suddenly smiled and said respectfully: "Yes, elder."

Then he looked at the young man next to him and said, "Junior Brother Chu, let's go."

Luo Qingzhou said nothing and walked down the stone platform with her.

Wu Youzi announced loudly: "Yun Wanrou, a disciple of the Shuicheng branch, and Chu Feiyang, a disciple of the Kyoto branch, are competing in the middle arena."

Then he added: "Yun Wanrou is a disciple of the late martial arts master."

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the audience immediately rushed to the middle stage.

After Jin Song heard the news, he immediately smiled. He pulled Sun Jiang beside him and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Sun, what a coincidence. Let's go and watch our disciples compete together."

Sun Jiang walked over calmly.

Sister Chu Xiaoxiaodao and others also quickly followed.

Chu Xiaoxiao whispered: "Senior Sister Dao, do you think that Senior Sister Yun will avenge her private life and take the opportunity to stab Senior Brother Chu?"

Sister Dao also frowned and said: "That guy Chu Feiyang is smarter than you think. If he really can't beat him, he will definitely give up in advance. He can't fight for the ranking."

After saying that, she raised her head and looked around, and at a glance she saw the slim figure standing closest to the middle stage.

Nangong Meijiao was surrounded by guards in front of the ring in the middle, staring coldly at the two people who walked onto the ring.

At this time, the eyes of the peak masters at the highest point of the stand were also staring at the ring in the middle.

"Senior Brother Mo, do you think that boy has a chance?"

"It's impossible to say that. After all, the female disciple is in the late stage of martial arts. Judging from the competition she just had, her body skills and sword skills are both exquisite, and she has some advantages in sword practice..."

Speaking of sword cultivators, several old men suddenly reacted, turned their heads and looked at Linghu Qingzhu.

Mo Jiufeng smiled and said: "Master Linghu Peak, what do you think of that female disciple's swordsmanship?"

Linghu Qingzhu said expressionlessly: "It's okay."

Mo Jiufeng said again: "Does Master Linghu think there is hope for that boy?"

Linghu Qingzhu looked at the figure on the ring, and thought of him holding that ancient sword and practicing ancient swordsmanship last night. He paused and said, "I don't know."

Mo Jiufeng smiled, turned around and said, "Then let's wait and see if that kid can surprise us again."

"here we go!"

On the ring, Yun Wanrou did not show any humility or carelessness anymore. She just flashed her figure and stabbed him with a sword.

Immediately, the sword in his hand stabbed and thrust, slashing and sweeping, and in an instant, dense sword shadows danced towards the opposite side.

Luo Qingzhou used Lingfeng Fist, fighting and then retreating, circling around the ring and maintaining a solid defense.

During the previous competition, he accidentally used the Thunder Fist and fired a line of thunder and lightning. Fortunately, the thunder and lightning only had a faint light, and it only appeared when the fist hit the opponent's chest. It was fleeting and should have disappeared.

Few people can see it.

So he didn't dare to use Thunder Fist anymore.

As for the Plum Blossom Flying Fist and the Bull Demon Magic Kung Fu, they cannot be used.

The former was stolen from Chengguo Mansion. Although it was just the most common technique, Luo Changtian would be in trouble if he recognized it.

As for the Bull Demon Magic Skill, it was used when assassinating Luo Yu and also when fighting Luo Yannian, so it cannot be used in front of Luo Changtian.

As for the flying sword, it is his ultimate move and of course cannot be exposed.

Therefore, he can only use Lingfeng Fist and Mountain-shaking Fist now.

The Mountain-Shaking Fist is a completely domineering attacking punch, but when faced with subtle sword moves, it will be restrained. No matter how strong the skin, flesh, muscles and bones are, it is still flesh and blood, so how can it be the opponent of the sword, let alone the opponent?

His cultivation level is one level higher than his, and the sword in his hand has stronger penetrating power.
To be continued...