Chapter 301: family bout starts
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[time flies...]
As the prompt sound appeared, the scene changed rapidly.
Soon, the time came five days later, and it was one month after the last time.
[Day 90: The family competition begins... ]
early morning.
While admiring the Fengling Valley shrouded in the faint white mist, he walked towards the place where Xiaobi was held.
Not long after, he arrived at the location.
Familiar voices, as well as a sea of people, thousands of people gathered together to discuss, and the noisy voice kept coming.
In the sky, there are also dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators looking down.
After thinking about it for a while, he walked towards the place where the lottery was drawn.
Not long after, he came back with a bamboo stick, and the bamboo stick was written on arena No. 13.
When this round of competition on the thirteenth ring is completed, it will be his turn soon.
Glancing at the ring No. 13, he was about to walk over there during the ongoing competition when a voice suddenly stopped him from a distance.
"Brother Zhang Yun, wait!"
Um?
Transmigrating body turned his head in doubt, and then saw a burly and honest young man running from a distance, and upon closer inspection, it was Zhang Yong.
As soon as he ran over, Zhang Yong grabbed the beard on his face with his hand, a little embarrassed, and asked curiously, "Brother Zhang Yun, are you preparing for a small competition?"
Saying that, he glanced at the bamboo stick in Zhang Yun's hand.
Seeing it was him, Transmigration Body nodded.
The two chatted while rushing towards the ring No. 13.
Zhang Yong grinned and whispered, "Brother Zhang Yun, with your third-level Qi practice and Xiaocheng's spiritual skills, you should be able to win a few more games this time and get a good result."
Hearing the words through the body, his face couldn't help but feel a little weird.
The two walked to the ring on the thirteenth, when there was a burst of exclamations from the crowd not far away.
"It's Zhang Yan!"
Um?
The two turned their eyes and looked towards the ring not far away.
I saw a burly man in his early twenties with bulging muscles on the ring.
"It's him! Zhang Yan!"
At this time, Zhang Yong next to him also let out an exclamation, just like the commotion not far away.
Seeing that he didn't understand, Zhang Yong sighed and explained, "Zhang Yan, like the Qingyang Sword, is a seventh-level cultivation base in the late stage of Qi training, and is also one of the top ten geniuses!"
"All of them have realized a powerful mood!"
As he spoke, a look of amazement and admiration appeared on his face, "Artistic conception, that's something only a genius can comprehend!"
When they were talking, with Zhang Yan appearing in the ring, there was a sensation in the whole Xiaobi scene.
Even if other arenas are still in competition, other people are out of control, and they all turn their attention to this side, wanting to see Zhang Yan, one of the top ten geniuses, in the competition.
Not only them, but among the dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sky, there are a large number of people looking here.
This time, the traversing body watching by the side was a little surprised, as for Zhang Yong next to him, he looked used to it.
This is the influence of the top ten geniuses of the younger generation!
When there was a lot of discussion on the scene, Zhang Yan's opponent in the ring also played.
It was a young man who was equally tall but had a cute baby face.
"Brother Zhang Yan, please enlighten me."
As soon as he took the stage, Zhang Le raised his hands and clasped his fists with a cheerful smile on his face.
Under the ring, Zhang Yong said in surprise, "It's Zhang Le. I heard that he is only twenty-two years old, and he has also reached the seventh level in the late stage of Qi training!"
"This competition may not be so boring!"
on the ring.
"Zhang Le, is that you?" Zhang Yan was a little surprised, then smiled, "I hope you can make me happy!"
The middle-aged man who made the verdict glanced at them, and after confirming that they were all ready, he shouted, "The competition begins!"
When the words fell, Zhang Le on the ring moved his hand first.
I saw him pat the storage bag on his waist and take out an item in an instant.
Under the sunlight, the beautiful small crystal sword the size of a palm shines brightly.
In the next second, he threw the small sword into the air, and then choked with his right hand.
"Object Control Technique!"
The small crystal sword that fell in the air trembled slightly, the falling figure stopped, and then the sword body disappeared instantly, and appeared in front of Zhang Yan in the next second.
Under the arena, the monks onlookers were amazed.
"Come out, it's Zhang Le's famous object control technique!"
"It's so fast, you can't react at all, right?"
"With this hand-controlling sword-fighting technique, ordinary Qi Qi-level seven-layers won't be Zhang Le's opponent, right?"
However, Feijian, who surprised them, stopped in front of Zhang Yan the next moment.
There was a muffled sound, and the flying sword was bounced away!
I saw a layer of loess-colored armor appearing on Zhang Yan's body.
And it was this armor that was not thick enough to cover a fingernail, but easily withstood Feijian, and Feijian only left a small trace on it.
"Rock Armor Technique!" Zhang Yan's mouth twitched slightly.
Zhang Le looked stunned, "This flying crystal sword is a medium-grade magic weapon, and it can only leave a trace on your rock armor?!"
Not only was he surprised, the thousands of onlookers off the field were also surprised.
Although the magic weapon is only used by monks during the Qi training period, in the duel during the Qi training period, having one can have a great advantage!
It's like colliding with spiritual arts, usually the magic weapon wins, but now...
"It's the mood of the earth!"
Soon someone noticed something.
Everyone looked closely, and they all sensed something from Zhang Yan's rock armor technique.
Looking at it in a trance, they seemed to see all kinds of mysteries about the soil from the rock armor.
Thick soil, solid soil...
At this moment, they all understand~www.mtlnovel.com~ No wonder..."
With the blessing of the artistic conception of the earth, it is no wonder that even the magic weapon cannot break the defense of the rock armor technique!
"This is the mood, only a genius can comprehend the mood!"
"This is too strong!"
The eyes of a bunch of monks became complicated.
They looked at Zhang Yan with jealousy, envy, and admiration.
On the ring, Zhang Le was startled, looking at the mysterious aura on Zhang Yantu armor, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.
Unwilling, he tried to control the flying sword to stab the rock armor again.
bang bang bang...
As a result, no matter how many times I tried, the flying crystal sword could not pierce the spiritual art with the blessing of artistic conception!
Even if he wanted to attack the crack of the rock armor, as long as Zhang Yan moved a little, he could easily block it with the rock armor.
"Fuck, what the hell!"
Zhang Le secretly cursed.
"Damn it, those who have artistic conception are all cheating, they are all perverts!"
While complaining and muttering, seeing Zhang Yan raised his hand and seemed to be about to release other spiritual arts, he was taken aback.
"I surrender!"
Without a word, he shouted.
When the words fell, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Yan's movement.
"Brother Zhang Le, be humble!"
Zhang Yan withdrew the rock armor technique and smiled slightly.
"Perverted guy!"
After muttering, Zhang Lefei jumped off the ring.
As they left the ring one after another, many monks sighed.
"Zhang Yan really deserves to be one of the top ten geniuses. He won the competition so easily."
"Then what can be done, the mood is too strong."
"As expected of something that only a genius can comprehend, it's really powerful..."
"right..."