msmithbooks Chapter 31 Marginal Youth, Unlimited Darkening Potential
Chapter 31 Marginal Youth, Unlimited Darkening Potential
This group summit test is very important. I also took this opportunity to bring out a few key people. Don't feel annoying.
A black-clothed man flew over the stage. He looked 27 or [-] years old. He was tall and straight, with long eyebrows and cold eyes, with a hint of aloofness in his expression.He lowered his beautiful eyes, looked down at He Ling from a high position, and said, "Let me experience the Si Mingfeng."
Li Shu called out in a low voice: "The first one is the peak master of Ba Zhan Peak, Shao Jun!"
Ku Jinping called secretly: "The one who established the foundation at the age of 19?"
"That's right, it's him!"
Shao Jun, 19 years old, whose age is unknown, only knows that his cultivation base is in the late stage of foundation establishment.
In Ba Zhan Peak, most of the children are from a family of cultivators, and Shao Jun is no exception.It's just that for some reason, his usual personality is a little unpredictable, and most of his disciples are afraid.
Wen Jing quietly opened Shao Jun's character value.
A green frame jumped out.
[Character value: 8.Marginal youths have unlimited potential for blackening. ]
Wen Jing was slightly taken aback.
Gu Jinping said: "What does he mean?"
Liu Qianmo said: "Master has penetrated the ninth level of the four dark winds to form alchemy. It is said that at that time, there was a strong wind for thousands of miles, and the color of the world changed. How many people were envious and curious. It is a pity that Master seldom goes out now, and he does not give advice. Others want to learn. No. He Ling is the only true biography of Master, if you don't take advantage of it now, when will you wait?"
Mo Shaoyan said slowly: "Master is originally a mutated spirit root of the wind element, the same as He Ling. If there is anyone among us who can comprehend Master's unique knowledge, he is the only one."
He Ling nodded and said, "Please enlighten Master Shao Feng", then he remained calm and only watched Shao Jun's every move.
Suddenly, his body suddenly sank, and an overwhelming pressure came, as if it wanted to crush his bones.
Around the arena, the disciples at the early stage of Qi training were all affected by the disaster. They felt that their bodies were about to be crushed, and they couldn't lift their heads.They all let out a cry of pain, and were dragged away by the brothers with higher cultivation levels.He Ling's body was motionless, but there was a trace of sweat oozing from his forehead.
Shao Jun laughed and said, "I'm quite tolerant."
After finishing speaking, a long sword flew in the air, and gorgeous flames ignited all over it, forming a red fire bird. Its hot wings stretched out, and the tongue of fire was two feet long, making a slight crackling sound.
The fire light shone on Shao Jun's face, dyeing his pupils a transparent orange.
"Shaoyang Sword!" Immediately someone around shouted, envious.
"This is the Shaoyang sword that burns for hundreds of miles without a blade of grass growing!"
"At least it can be worth eight thousand high-grade spirit stones..."
Wen Jing said softly: "You don't need to use the Shaoyang Sword to deal with a monk who is not in the middle stage of foundation establishment..."
Between the later stage of foundation establishment and the early stage of foundation establishment, there were decades or even hundreds of years of cultivation.It is only a matter of one move for a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment to deal with a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment.The purpose of this competition is to test, and the peak masters usually don't use unique moves, let alone magic weapons.
Jun Yanzhi stood beside him, but he didn't make a sound when he heard this, and just looked at Shao Jun indifferently.
Shao Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the red fire bird rushed towards He Ling.
This move is really vicious.
First, they forced each other with coercion, so that He Ling could not move, and then they used fire swords to kill each other.Even if the fire sword was stopped in time without hurting his life, it would set He Ling's whole body on fire.
This kind of move is overkill when dealing with He Ling. It clearly does not want him to escape, nor does it hurt him, it only forces him to use his special skills.
Suddenly, a strong whirlwind appeared around He Ling's body, surrounding him.
The wind was like a blade, and it immediately involved the fire of the giant bird.The Shaoyang sword was indestructible, and when it was submerged in the whirlwind, its speed seemed to slow down.The fire ball was entangled with the wind, spinning around He Ling, but he could not get close to him, but blocked He Ling's figure, making it difficult for people to see what was happening inside the whirlwind.
Shao Jun looked at him coldly and shouted, "Stop!"
The flame suddenly disappeared, and the Shaoyang sword flew out of the whirling wind, and landed in Shao Jun's hand again, motionless.
The wind around He Ling's body became weaker, and he reappeared in his original body, only to see that his white clothes were burned in several places, and a few holes with black edges were broken.The sword in his left arm dyed the clothes on his arm red.
Only the deacon disciple shouted: "He Ling blocks one move and gets five pebbles!"
Hui Shifeng and several people shouted at the same time, extremely excited: "Second Senior Brother!"
Peng Shao sighed: "Covering himself with wind and fire, Shao Jun couldn't see where he was, so he waited for an opportunity to dodge... The tricks are deadly, and sure enough, how to use them depends on one's understanding."
Liu Qianmo also said: "Being able to draw inferences from one instance and not messing around in times of crisis depends not only on understanding, but also on experience."
Shao Jun slowly put away the Shaoyang Sword, glanced at He Ling with a vague gaze, and flew back to the stage without saying a word.
A middle-aged woman in a khaki Taoist robe fluttered down from the stage. She was short, rich with a smile, slightly fat, and looked very kind."I'll try it," she said gently.
Liu Qianmo said with a smile, "Master Qin Xiaofeng of Huanghua Peak."
Peng Shao also said with a smile: "It must be that Master Shao was too ruthless just now, she couldn't see it, so I came to comfort the young disciple."
Wen Jing said with a smile: "She is the peak master with the best temper."
The Taoist nun had a friendly face, and her attack was really light, she only used a simple light stabbing technique.The spiritual blade was as thin as a needle, and everyone saw a steel needle-like spiritual energy streaking across the air. The young disciple showed admiration, and lamented the proficiency of this person's light stabbing technique.
He Lingfei dodged it, fell to the ground and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Master Qin Feng, for your instruction."
The deacon disciple shouted: "If He Ling blocks another move, he will get five pebbles!"
Hui Shifeng's young disciples cheered again.
The Taoist nun nodded with a smile, and flew back to the stage in a friendly manner.
Immediately afterwards, Peak Master Hu from Xizhu Peak stepped forward to try a move, but was also avoided by He Ling, who was slightly injured, and received a total of fifteen small stones.
Liu Qianmo was so excited that he couldn't close his mouth: "Fifteen, should be able to enter the top forty..."
Gui Xinbi said: "Don't be too happy, if the second senior brother can block three moves, the Golden Core cultivator will be on the stage."
At this moment, a strong aura surged in the air, and a middle-aged man slowly fell from the air, the belt of his Taoist robe fluttering lightly, his eyes were like a torch.
Ku Jinping said in a low voice: "Peak Master Lu of Tianheng Peak!"
Lu Changqing, whose age is unknown, is one of the five Golden Core cultivators of the Qingxu Sword Sect.
Thousands of years ago, the Kumu Taoist who unified the Qingxu Sword Sect was the peak master of Tianheng Peak, and all of them were prosperous. Tianheng Peak has been prosperous for thousands of years.Among the Jindan monks, Xi Fang ranked first, and Lu Changqing ranked second.
He Ling nodded slightly: "Please enlighten Master Lu Feng."
With a respectful posture, he watched Lu Changqing's every move closely, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
Lu Changqing looked at him indifferently, and raised his long sleeves.
He Ling was startled, and flew up suddenly, with a whirlwind around him, but it was already too late.
A bolt of lightning fell, accompanied by the sound of thunder, the sky suddenly changed, and the strong light blinded people's eyes.The lightning pierced straight into the whirlwind, and He Ling held a white spiritual shield with both hands, blocking the lightning above his head.
The field was quiet.
The arena was shrouded in strong light, and the aura was surging, and everyone couldn't see anything clearly. They could only hear the crackling sound of aura, and He Ling's figure was getting lower and lower.
Jun Yanzhi said softly: "He will not be able to stand it anymore."
Liu Qianmo said anxiously: "Lord Lu Feng is a Jindan cultivator, how many people can stand up to it?"
Peng Shao sighed: "He just resorted to the simplest trick."
Liu Qianmo said: "He is a monk in the golden core period, if he uses a high-level spell, won't he force He Ling to death?"
The deacon's disciple was also afraid of causing death, so he hurriedly shouted: "If you can't hold on, you should immediately admit defeat!"
Gu Jinping yelled: "Second senior brother admit defeat!"
He Ling didn't answer, and there was no movement, the electric light became lower and lower.
Liu Qianmo was dumbfounded for a while: "This bastard! He doesn't even want to admit defeat!"
Jun Yanzhi pursed his lips and remained silent.
Even though Wen Jing knew the result of this match, she couldn't help but feel cold sweat for He Ling at this moment.
Liu Qianmo shouted to the ring: "He Ling! Admit defeat immediately! Fifteen pebbles are enough!"
I was so anxious that I didn't know why, I only heard a loud cracking sound, the spiritual shield was pierced by the lightning, and the fragments scattered around. Immediately afterwards, the people on the stage flew up quickly and let out a painful groan.
The lightning finally landed on the ring, and pieces of wood flew in all directions, piercing through a hole the size of a washbasin, and charred green smoke came out.
"Second Senior Brother!" Everyone in Huishi Peak shouted.
The man in white fell from the sky, his shoulders were bright red, but his face remained unchanged, panting lightly.
Appreciative eyes appeared in Lu Changqing's eyes, he nodded slightly, turned around and flew back to the stage.
The deacon disciple breathed a sigh of relief: "He Ling blocks one more move, and gets five pebbles! Do you want to take another move?"
With a cold face, He Ling wanted to say "yes", then turned to look at the angry Hui Shifeng people in the audience, was agitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "No."
The deacon disciple said loudly: "He Ling got 20 pebbles in total!"
Everyone in Huishi Peak cheered, while the disciples from other peaks looked at each other coldly.The number of people in Huishi Peak was originally small, but the noise at this moment was especially ear-piercing and abrupt, making people look sideways.They didn't care, and happily followed He Ling down: "Second Senior Brother!"
Several disciples of Tianheng Peak disagreed.
"Didn't you just go in one? I haven't seen the world."
"How many years have you been suppressed and beaten? How can you not celebrate when you finally get a point of success?"
"No promise."
Mo Shaoyan stood beside them, and said slowly, "Only a few of you out of two hundred are capable, and one out of ten of us is highly capable. I don't think you are promising."
Those disciples darkened their faces: "What are you talking about? If it weren't for the fact that each peak can only produce ten people, let's see if we don't crush you all to death!"
"Hahahahaha... Don't tell me, remind me. If you have the ability, you can advance to the top ten. At least I participated in the first round of competition... Hahahaha..."
"Damn!"
Several people were talking about fighting, Peng Shao hurriedly pulled Mo Shaoyan away: "A few peak masters fought before, do you want to be punished?"
Tianheng Peak also had an elder disciple admonishing him, "Don't make any noise!"
Only then did the few people calm down, still dissatisfied.
Liu Qianmo was still angry, and said to He Ling with a sullen face, "What kind of hero did you play just now?"
He Ling gave him a cold look: "I have already planned the way to escape."
Gui Xinbi said: "...If you are beaten to death in the arena, you will be the first."
Xi Fang looked at Hui Shifeng and the group, and remained silent.
The deacon disciple shouted loudly: "Mr. Huishifeng Yanzhi, come on stage!"
Wen Jing was a little excited: "Senior Brother Jun is here for you."
Jun Yanzhi glanced at him indifferently, took off the bag containing small fruits from his waist, put it in Wen Jing's hand, and flew up.
The whole audience was silent, only to see a man in green shirt flying slowly from the air, his movements were unobtrusive, as light as a breeze, his face was brilliant, and he landed gently on the ring.