1534: C1534 Jing Yao's Strength

C1534 Jing Yao's Strength

Article 1534. Jingyao's strength

"This is indeed very difficult to be fair. In a real fight, will the opponent be fair to them? What we need are the disciples who can survive among the opponents. And not just the strong disciples. Strength is the factor. However, it is more important to survive in the hands of the opponents." Lu Shaoyou said in a low voice.

"I have learned from you." Kou Feiyan said softly.

"Even if it is not fair this time, as long as they have the strength. They will be able to start all over again. This is also a form of training for them. However, if it's a life and death battle, they'll never have the chance to do it again. " Lu Shaoyou said, "Tomorrow, the top ten disciples will be chosen. Let them draw lots to fight against each other. Those who had the ability to enter the top ten would be unlucky enough to meet stronger ones. It's also luck. If they can't afford to lose, they won't be qualified to enter the top ten disciples. " Lu Shaoyou said in a light tone.

"I will make the arrangements." Ghost Fairy said softly.

"There are many people with extraordinary talent and strength." Lu Shaoyou said softly as he watched the chaotic battle. He already knew which disciples had the strength to enter.

"The most important thing is to go through trial and error." Dong Wuming said. When he first saw Lu Shaoyou in Misty Mountains, Lu Shaoyou was still training alone in the Misty Mountains, which was why he had the current Spirit Martial War Sovereign.

"Ms Ying, all the major mountain gates should be here soon, right?" Lu Shaoyou looked at the competition in the pro disciple and asked Ghost Fairy.

"It should be almost the next two days, and the sect is ready." Ghost Fairy said.

A chaotic battle in the pro disciple on the square had ended four hours later. However, it immediately caused quite a commotion in the Flying Spirit Sect. This commotion was because of Nie Feng.

Everyone had already determined that Nie Feng was an ordinary person. However, he had become famous today. In this chaotic battle, everyone would only find the weak to make the first move. Nie Feng was undoubtedly the target that everyone would think of.

Just as someone was about to attack Nie Feng, Nie Feng threw a few punches and palms. Nearly ten people were knocked down to the ground without any hesitation. This attack had shocked everyone. Those disciples who had wanted to attack Nie Feng earlier... All of them were stunned. It turned out that Nie Feng had been hiding his true strength all this time. How could he dare to attack?

Once Nie Feng entered the arena, it was as if he had changed into another person. In this kind of chaotic battle, he knew very well that he could only display his strength. Otherwise, he would be surrounded and attacked by the crowd. It was the same for hunting in the forest. The weaker the hunter... He would be hunted by the wild beasts instead. The stronger he was, the more powerful he would be. When the wild beasts smelled the scent, they would immediately dodge.

Once again, there were a few powerful Martial Master disciples from the pro disciple. They hesitated for a moment. They continued to attack Nie Feng, but the result was as expected. With a wave of his hand, Nie Feng knocked them to the ground one by one, and unleashed the Qi from his body. Only now did people realize that Nie Feng had actually broken through to the Martial Psyche.

Among the young generation, every single Martial Psyche Level disciple had peerless talent, and there were only a few of them who could be counted on one's fingers. Nie Feng breaking through to the Martial Psyche was a huge shock to the young generation.

Some of the disciples were even guessing. It seemed like Nie Feng had been hiding his true strength in the past. Otherwise, how could he have improved so quickly in just two months and reached the Martial Psyche in one go?

After the competition ended, there were only twenty people left, Huang Jingyao and Duanmu Hongzhi. Yang Linghao, Zheng Shengjie, and Nie Feng were all among them. The other fifteen people were also very strong. Many of them had high hopes of entering the top twenty. However, they had lost because of a mistake. This could only be blamed on their bad luck.

Night fell. Under the night sky, the clouds were bright and the moonlight sprinkled on the ground.

In the Flying Spirit Sect, most of the young disciples were still talking about today's competition. Some of them were also looking forward to which ten of them would be able to enter the top ten tomorrow.

Under the night sky, in the quiet courtyard, Lan Ling's curvy figure stood facing the moon. Her long and slender wheat-colored legs supported her round and perky butt. Looking from afar, her exquisite figure drew an extremely alluring arc. It looked like it was a kind of visual teasing.

Standing facing the moon, Lan Ling's bright eyes looked at the bright moon. The corners of her eyes revealed some moisture. This was the decision of the sect. Although she was considering it, how could she not know? She had no choice. As a member of the Myriad Beast Sect... She was now the bargaining chip of the two sects.

She knew that this was the case, but she had no choice. What else could she do? She could only accept all of this. However, in her heart, she could not let go of a single person. Perhaps she would gladly accept it if she did not have this person in her heart. This was the path she wanted to take. She had put in a lot of effort to become the number one disciple in the younger generation of the Myriad Beast Sect. She had even done all kinds of unscrupulous things. Everyone could only see her meteoric rise. However, no one saw what she had done behind her back.

She knew that everything she had done all this time was for the sake of making a name for herself in the Myriad Beast Sect. However, now that there was an even better opportunity in front of her, she began to hesitate. She didn't know why she was doing this. Was it really because of that person?

"What's the point of thinking about it? I can only think about it." Lan Ling lightly sighed and an exquisite short sword appeared in her hand. The short sword was half sheathed and the sharp sword qi immediately spread out.

"Do I still have a choice? Everything is destined." Lan Ling smiled bitterly and retracted her gaze, once again revealing that wild and arrogant aura.

The next day, in the Flying Spirit Sect, the sky had just turned bright. The competition between the top ten disciples had officially begun. There were even more onlookers. This time, they were competing separately. First, the twenty disciples would draw lots to compete with each other. The ones who won would naturally be the top ten disciples.

This kind of competition. This kind of competition also required luck. Comparatively speaking, their strength was not that great. If he met someone with even worse strength, then the consequences could be imagined. But if a stronger person met someone stronger, then it could only be said that their luck was bad.

It was the bearded big man from the Martial Hall who announced the rules and chose the top ten disciples first. There were already disciples on the square who brought out their Jade Plate and let the twenty of them draw lots. Those who picked the same number would fight directly.

After the drawing of lots was completed, the ten people each found their opponent. At this moment, these twenty people looked at their opponent. Some were happy, some were helpless, and some did not even have the courage to fight.

One. There was a yellow-robed young man who looked to be nineteen or twenty years old. He was also a fourth grade martial master. A fourth grade martial master was in the pro disciple. His strength was already not weak, and he could be considered an extremely talented person. However, the yellow-robed young man had an ugly expression as he looked at his opponent.

His opponent was wearing a red robe and had a beautiful face. It was Huang Jingyao, the rumored number one amongst the young generation. She had long broken through to the Martial Psyche, and he knew that she was no match for her.1

Twenty people stood in the middle of the arena, and they were all attacking at the same time. Zheng Shengjie was facing a Second Layer Martial Master, and all of them were from the pro disciple. Everyone knew each other's strength. Basically, they all knew some of it. They looked at the disciples of the Second Martial Commander. A disdainful smile appeared on Zheng Shengjie's face. The difference in strength was too great. He could totally ravage his opponent.

The expression of this young man who was facing Zheng Shengjie wasn't good either. Almost all the disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect knew that Zheng Shengjie wasn't someone to be trifled with. He wouldn't show any mercy when he attacked. It seemed like he didn't have the strength to fight back.

Duanmu Hongzhi stood there quietly with his eyes closed. His opponent was only at the Spirit Master. This shouldn't be a problem for him.

Currently, Nie Feng's opponent was a Fifth Layer Martial Master with extraordinary strength. A Fifth Layer Martial Master was definitely the strongest amongst these twenty people. However, this young man's facial expression didn't look good either. Nie Feng had already revealed his Martial Psyche cultivation yesterday. This had caused him to have no confidence in himself today.

"You all can start now. You are not allowed to kill anyone. Those who violate this rule will be severely punished." The bearded man's words caused the entire square to become tense. A tense atmosphere spread in the air as the twenty people looked at their opponents vigilantly.

"Bang!"

It was unknown who started the attack first, but it immediately caused a chain reaction. The tense atmosphere was broken and the twenty of them attacked one after another.

Huang Jingyao's opponent, the yellow-robed youth, looked at Huang Jingyao. Her opponent was not weak but he was not someone who would lose without fighting. He looked at Huang Jingyao and said, "Junior sister, senior brother will not be polite."

As soon as he finished speaking, the yellow-robed youth was not ordinary and immediately became calm. The hand seal in his hand changed and a pale yellow earth attribute Spirit appeared. The Spirit condensed into a fist seal, and it carried an indomitable and fierce aura. It directly smashed towards Huang Jingyao.

"Swoosh!"

The attack of this punch was not ordinary. It carried a series of low and deep sonic booms. The spatial ripples in front of the fist shook slightly. An earth attribute Martial Artist was considered the strongest amongst the five types of Martial Artist in terms of attack power.

This punch arrived in front of Huang Jingyao in the blink of an eye. Huang Jingyao's beautiful eyes slightly raised. She did not seem to be worried about this punch.

"Senior brother, you can attack as you wish." As Huang Jingyao's voice fell, this fist print also instantly arrived less than a meter in front of her. The heavy force made the red dress flutter.

At the same time, Huang Jingyao's hand seal formed. The hand seal in her hand changed. Suddenly, her delicate hand stretched out. In a flash, her five fingers bent into claws. A Claw Print was formed. The flames in front of the Claw Print condensed and the Claw Print rushed out in an instant.

"Swoosh!"

A scorching sound was heard. The Claw Print collided with the yellow-robed young man's fist. When the two forces collided, the flaming Claw Print immediately incinerated the yellow-robed young man's fist.

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