1170: C1170 Competing Dao Wars

C1170 Competing Dao Wars

All of the Rankers watched closely to ensure that Chi Yazi did not have any chance to play tricks.

There were numerous experts present, and among them, there were a few that were not weaker than Chi Yazi. It was impossible for him to cheat on the spot.

However, Chi Yazi was not panicked, he had already expected this situation.

He opened the ball of light in public and saw two words floating out —

The Dao War.

"Dao battle?"

Upon seeing this sight, the eyes of many experts narrowed in surprise.

Feng Chen tightly furrowed his brows. This scene was something he had never expected.

In order to prove his innocence, Chi Yazi once again crushed the other two lumps of light. The first luster that he had grabbed, was shockingly a hunting match.

It could be considered to be the most advantageous choice for Chu Yun and Fang Han.

Some of the foreign talents also frowned upon this.

Unexpectedly, they were competing in something they weren't good at. This was going to be troublesome.

If they were competing in terms of fighting strength or the amount of demon beasts they killed, they could still compete. In this way, they could only watch from the sidelines.

"Hahaha, everyone is watching. I don't have any tricks up my sleeve."

Chi Yazi's heart was in joy, at the same time, he raised his head to look at Chen Jingxuan, only to realize that Chen Jingxuan's mood had always been calm, as if whatever happened to him had nothing to do with him.

To Chen Jingxuan, his dignity meant that he did not need any care. Even with his own strength, he would still be able to win the competition.

But Chi Yazi had to do everything in his power to eliminate all unfavorable factors.

Competing in dao battles, music, deduction, sword arts, pill refining, and engravings.

These five were all unique features of the sect. Only by being proficient in these would one be able to convince the masses.

This was the meaning of the Dao War.

And Zheng Bo Li and Chen Jingxuan, they belonged to the top of the group, so it was impossible for them to lose.

Chu Yun smiled indifferently, he said to Fang Han: "I can't extrapolate or concoct pills, my sword technique, sound technique and secret imprints should be fine, what about you?"

"All not bad."

Fang Han smiled, but didn't say anything.

Such strong confidence.

Chu Yun was shocked, but then again, since Fang Han was so confident, then the pressure on him would be alleviated a lot.

"How should we compare these five things?"

Some doubts were raised.

"It's very simple. In a two-on-two fight, there's a total of five items. Two people are the ten items. The one who wins the most will naturally be the one who wins."

Chi Yazi's eyes narrowed, his gaze sweeping across the twenty odd disciples fighting for the seat of Dao Child, and laughed: "From now on, we will draw lots!"

More than twenty people walked forward to draw lots together.

If it was two groups, there would just be one empty space.

The person that drew the empty lot revealed a smile on his face.

He was also a disciple of the Dao Lord, called Lin An, and amongst the ten disciples of the Dao Lord, his overall power was only second to Chen Jingxuan.

It was just that his limelight had been completely covered by Chen Jingxuan, which was why not many people thought highly of him.

Lin An was obviously very excited. He took a deep breath and took the initiative to move to the side.

It would be easy for him to enter the next round and also be able to observe the strength of his other opponents. His luck really was off the charts.

He was confident that if his eldest senior brother and Fang Han ran into each other earlier and both of them were defeated, then he would have an absolute chance.

Fang Han looked at his opponent, who was also a disciple of the sect and could be considered one of the last ten martial brothers. His name was Tang Yang.

"Shixiong Fang Han."

Tang Yang was a smiling fatty and did not panic when she saw that she had hit Fang Zhouhan.

His confidence lay in his ability to help.

Although Chu Yun, who was invited by Fang Han, had powerful fighting strength, he was not of Dao origin.

The helper that he had found came from a sect. He was a well-connected disciple and was similarly outstanding.

If it was the arena battle or killing demonic beasts, Song Yang would know that he was not Chu Yun's match, but if it was the sound waves, deductions, engravings, pills, or sword techniques, Chu Yun would not be able to win against the helpers that he had found.

In other words, in this situation, he would have a huge chance of winning.

Even if he was at a disadvantage due to the cold, it didn't matter.

This was because Junior Sister Liu would help him win it back.

"Junior Sister Liu, I'm counting on you."

Tang Yang reached out her hand to grab Junior Martial Sister Liu's jade hand and said in a low voice: "Although Chu Yun's name is resounding, you need to be confident that compared to all these, he is definitely not as good as you!"

Junior Sister Liu's face was flushed red as she softly gave a "hmm" sound.

At the start of the match, Fang Han gave a faint smile and immediately went up against Tang Yang.

Seeing Junior Sister Liu walking towards Chu Yun with confidence, Fang Han laughed softly.

Fang Han had heard of this Junior Sister Liu before. She had good results in the sect and her overall abilities were definitely ranked in the top 15.

Since Song Yang was able to find her, it showed that he must have put in a lot of effort.

What a joke, in the past, his music and chess skills had already surpassed me, and as for his swordsmanship, it was something that he was proficient in, if you wanted to defeat him, it would be equivalent to dreaming.

"What do we compete in?"

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows, he simply could not raise too much interest in Junior Sister Liu.

"Rhythm!"

Junior Sister Liu's expression was serious as she used her spirit energy to form a zither and placed it in front of her.

Although the other party was not proficient in music, Junior Sister Liu did not dare to underestimate him. After all, Chu Yun's reputation was there, and no one could ignore him.

Seeing that, Chu Yun laughed, his gaze sweeping across his surroundings, casually picking up a leaf from the ground: "I will use this."

"What?"

When the crowd saw this, their eyes were filled with disbelief.

Chu Yun was too exaggerated, he was actually looking at the leaves playing the music, what kind of joke was this?

Did he know the rules of the music, or was he just admitting defeat and surrendering?

Chi Yazi laughed softly, shook his head and said, "How arrogant!"

Wu Chengzi frowned. In his impression, although Chu Yun was arrogant, he had never did anything that he was not confident of. He just did not know why he would show his side today.

Junior Martial Sister Liu's expression was somewhat unsightly. From her point of view, the other party was looking down on her.

"Alright, then I'll make my move."

Junior Martial Sister Liu's face was somewhat cold. Her two fingers danced as she played on the surface.

The melodious sound of the melody was heard. It was as if it was a stream that was rising and falling in volume. It was deep and melodious, not losing in the slightest its passion.

"That's right, Junior Sister Liu is using all her skills."

When someone heard this, their eyes lit up.

Many of the disciples nodded their heads. They were very understanding of Junior Sister Liu's rhythm.

In the past, when the Dao Lord was still alive, he had repeatedly praised her.

"What, Chu Yun still hasn't made his move?"

"He isn't admitting defeat, is he?"

"I should give up as soon as I get here."

"…"

Everyone stared at Chu Yun, hoping that he would take action, that even a counterattack would be better than being in a daze.

Chu Yun smiled slightly, as though he was not in a hurry at all, and waited quietly.

Very quickly, Junior Sister Liu's music had reached its peak, and wave after wave rushed towards Chu Yun, as if they wanted to completely suppress him.

But Chu Yun still did not move, holding onto that leaf, no one knew what he was thinking about.

"Why hasn't Chu Yun made his move yet?"

Yi Lili was a little anxious. Even though she did not understand the sound pattern, she knew that Chu Yun was in a very disadvantageous situation.

"Look, we're not in a hurry."

The Great Sage smiled, "This brat has a lot of schemes, he's full of evil tricks. Who knows what sort of wicked ideas he's up to."

Mu Tu nodded his head: "Not bad, just these few people want to play with Chu Yun, they are too inexperienced."

Ninth Princess and the rest also revealed doubtful expressions, not understanding why Chu Yun had not retaliated.

"I think the victor of this round should be decided, right?"

One of the Monastery leaders lightly smiled and took the initiative to speak, "It is very obvious that under the effects of the sound, Chu Yun is not able to fight back at all …"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Yun had finally made his move.

He put the leaf next to his mouth, and his eyes suddenly became deep, as if they contained the universe.

In the next second, he made a sound.

The silver bottle broke through the surface, and the Steel Cavalry's spears and sabers clanged loudly.

It was as fast as an army of thousands of horses galloping. Sometimes it would be slow like the sound of flowing water, and sometimes it would lower its head and whisper in low tones. At other times it would be tall and straight like a towering mountain.

Wave after wave of dense spirit energy was mixed within, and it was as if a giant was continuously punching out at Junior Sister Liu's musical rhythm.

Junior Sister Liu's pupils contracted intensely, she did not expect that Chu Yun's counterattack would be so quick and violent.

She only felt that her ten fingers were somewhat out of control, and that the speed at which she played the zither had slowed by a lot.

His heart had been thrown into chaos.

In that instant, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

No one had expected that Chu Yun's sudden sound would be so terrifying.

Did he not understand the rhythm?

Maybe he didn't understand.

However, he could use the rich spiritual energy contained within the music to completely defeat you.

"Chi!"

With a light sound, the guzheng under Junior Martial Sister Liu instantly disintegrated, turning into spirit energy and dissipating.

Her face was also pale as she took a few steps back, as if even her mind had been affected.

Chu Yun put down the leaf and smiled indifferently: "Excuse me, under the sound of the music, who doesn't have the strength to retaliate?"

"You!"

The temple owner who had opened his mouth earlier immediately had an awkward expression. He wanted to reprimand Chu Yun, but was unable to say anything.

"Alright!"

On the side of the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi, with Cheng Bining in the lead, everyone burst out in cheers.

It was fine if he didn't make a move, but if he did, it would be shocking.

"He violated the rules!"

Tang Yang was a bit angry and loudly said: "He clearly wants to compete with music, but he actually injected spirit energy into it to forcefully crush it. If this is not a violation of the rules then what is?"

"Yoh, then according to what you said, what is a competition of notes?"

Chu Yun laughed. It was really interesting.

"The rhythm is …"

He was so angry that he was at a loss for words, unable to utter a word for a long time.2

"That's enough. Since you can't say why, then don't embarrass yourself here." If you don't accept it, why don't you come up and compete with me? "

Chu Yun laughed and crooked his finger at Tang Yang.

Although he was angry, his mouth was crooked, and there was nothing to criticize. After all, he could tell who would win with a single glance.

If he were to really go up, he wouldn't have the guts to do so.

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