Chapter 93 The first battle!

Chapter 93 The first battle!

"The best magic weapon, Lan Ximu!"

"This Ke Yue can surpass Bai Zhaoyun, and his reputation is definitely not in vain."

"Haha, just rely on the power of the magic weapon."

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Ke Yue ignored the various looks from the disciples in the audience, turned around and stepped onto the dead branches, flying straight back to the aperture of Xingfu Peak.

Tao Yuanbai pointed his finger, and the light curtain beside the giant turtle changed, and ten numbers reappeared.

"The eleventh to twentieth place in the preliminary competition, come on stage." Tao Yuanbai tapped the ten numbers with his finger, "No. 6545, No. 1360... ...You wait for ten people and come on stage to challenge."

The competition continues, and due to the huge disparity in strength in the early stages, there have been no casualties yet.

Most of the disciples immediately admitted defeat as soon as they came on stage. There were occasionally a few who wanted to try to compare with the people at the top, but without exception they were easily defeated.

The aperture where Chaolu Peak is located is closest to the fourth arena. At this moment, Xu Disheng watched more than ten competitions in succession, and almost all the disciples at the top were using high-quality spiritual weapons. There are even a few people who directly use their magic weapons to defeat their opponents with one move, which is really boring.

"No. 121, to No. 130, come on stage." Tao Yuanbai waved his hand, and several numbers appeared again on the light screen, "No. 1,456, No. 5,000 Six hundred and seventy-five...you and ten others will come up to the stage to challenge."

"Junior Brother Xu." Bai Zhehua tilted her head.

Xu Disheng nodded slightly, and with the eyes of everyone in Lufeng behind him, he rode the black spiritual cloud and flew to the second arena.

On the ten stages, one hundred and twenty competitions have been held, and without exception, the winners are all the first one hundred and twenty disciples who took the stage first.

Xu Disheng's opponent is the 122nd, wearing black clothes and looking frivolous. Flying onto the stage in a beam of red light, he happened to see Xu Disheng put away the black spiritual cloud, and said with a smile: "Why put away your dark cloud? Don't you admit defeat and fly down?"

Xu Disheng didn't look at him, but looked sideways at the deacon at the base level beside the ring, and said, "Deacon, can we start now?"

The Daoji Realm deacon glanced at him and said, "Yes."

Seeing that Xu Disheng ignored him, the disciple in black showed a hint of anger in his eyes and was about to speak.

With a thought in Xu Disheng's mind, the Ice Spirit Sword in the Yin and Yang Diagram of the Sea of ​​Consciousness instantly appeared in his hand. With a wave of his hand, a bone-chilling sword light flew out and slashed towards the disciple in black.

A black half-length armor appeared on the black-clothed disciple, and the brilliance circulated. It was obviously a high-quality spiritual weapon. A light shield appeared on top of the treasure armor, blocking the blue sword light, and said coldly: "Sneak attack? It's just that the attack power is a bit weak."

Before he finished speaking, a slight "sizzling" sound came from his ears.

When I turned around, I saw that the blue sword light did not disappear after it dissipated. Instead, it turned into blue light spots, tightly attached to the treasure armor mask, exuding a corrosive atmosphere, and was slowly corroding the mask. .

"Corrosive Curse

? This is Xiao Daoer. "The man in black didn't pay attention. He infused his profound energy slightly, and the light on his armor flashed, and the aura of the corrosive spell disappeared.

A red sword appeared in his hand. The man in black accelerated his steps, held the sword upside down, and rushed towards Xu Disheng.

Its speed is astonishing! In just three breaths, he appeared in front of Xu Disheng, raised the red sword, the red brilliance shone throughout the arena, and chopped it down on the head!

Xu Disheng activated the soul-suppressing robe, and a black light shield appeared around him. He held the Ice Spirit Sword in front of him and said, "Gather water."

Swords clash! Ice blue brilliance intertwined with red light, but the red light was even better.

The disciple in black did not show any expression of joy. He is a disciple who specializes in physical training. When this sword struck the Ice Spirit Sword, in his imagination, it should have directly knocked both the person and the sword away, causing serious injuries even if he didn't die.

But at this moment, even though he was slashed back a few steps, he didn't have much remaining power. The remaining sword light struck the black light mask around Xu Disheng, which only caused ripples. .

A disciple of the first level of Qi Sea, his protective power is so strong? The black-clothed disciple had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't think much about it. He used his footwork again, trying to move forward for another strike.

But suddenly he felt that his speed was extremely slow and his movements were a little sticky. Looking down, it turned out that his feet had fallen into a puddle at some point. There was a strong suction force in it, which firmly restricted his speed.

Xu Disheng put away the Ice Spirit Sword, a small seal appeared in his hand, and he threw it directly.

The small seal swelled in the wind, and in a moment it grew to the size of a house, and smashed down on the head of the disciple in black in the pool!

The finest spiritual weapon, the ultimate spiritual seal!

It took the black-clothed disciple two breaths to break free from the puddles at his feet before the Jueling Seal flew to the top of his head and it was too late to avoid it. Gritting his teeth, he poured in profound energy with all his strength and activated the treasure armor on his body to the extreme. The protective light shield on it became more solid, trying to resist this seal.

"boom!"

The Jueling Seal hit the ring hard, then gradually became smaller and flew back to Xu Disheng's hands.

The black-clothed disciple was a little embarrassed. He stood in the middle of the ring. The light shield on his armor was much thinner. He said bitterly: "Boy, I will let you know..."

However, once the opportunity is lost in the battle, it will be controlled at every step.

Before he finished speaking, three drops of cyan water exuding a strong corrosive smell dripped down from his head!

The corrosive spell on it is several times stronger than the first sword light that Xu Disheng fired!

The black-clothed disciple's complexion changed drastically. He took out a drum from his storage bag, quickly activated it, lifted it up and placed it on his head.

Three drops of cyan water instantly penetrated the thin armor mask and landed on the drum!

"Gather water into arrows."

The young man's faint voice, to the ears of the disciples in black, was no less than a reminder!

He was still busy dealing with the water droplets on his head, but the young man's words continued on the stage.

After saying this, he condensed dozens of water arrows, and the next moment, they rushed over quickly!

"I admit..." The disciple in black didn't know how many times he didn't say a complete sentence. Before I could finish saying "I admit defeat," I was hit hard by dozens of water arrows!

Although the protective power of the round drum was not bad, after barely blocking all three blue water droplets above the head, it was no longer able to block these water arrows.

The disciple in black vomited blood and flew far away from the ring. He fell into the crowd of Qinglian Dojo and passed out.

Thanks to the high-grade defensive spiritual weapon half-armor he wore, which blocked most of the power of the water arrows, the black-clothed disciple was saved from death. However, the powerful impact still knocked him away and he fell out of the ring.

The protective light shield on the arena is controlled by the Daoji Realm deacon in charge of each arena. It is not used to protect the people in the arena, but to prevent the aftermath of the battle from spreading to the outside. If someone is about to be knocked out of the ring, the light shield will fade away, allowing them to fly out, and then they will be judged to have failed.

"This... the 122nd vs. the 5675th, the 5675th place!" The Taoist Realm deacon in charge of this arena looked a little shocked. This was the first The top disciple standing on the stage lost for the first time! And he was still defeated by a Qihai first-level disciple who had competed with more than 5,000 people?

"What? Zhong Kang was defeated by the first level of Qihai?" The moment the words were spoken by the deacon of the Daoji level, the disciples from several nearby arenas gathered around and asked the disciples who had just watched the battle.

"what happened?"

"Zhong Kang has more than 120 elite disciples at the beginning, and he has several high-quality spiritual weapons! How could he lose to the first level of Qi Sea?"

"The initial stage of the Qi Sea..." The disciple who was just watching the battle in the second arena had a complicated look on his face.

Someone next to him said: "That Qihai first-level disciple has a very strong sense of fighting! First, he took advantage of Zhong Kang's mentality of underestimating the enemy and drew him close. After blocking Zhong Kang's explosive blow, he immediately cast a spell to temporarily restrain him in his original position. He took out the superior spiritual weapon to attack, and then cast two spells in succession, which can be said to be the advantage! Zhong Kang underestimated the enemy at the beginning, falling behind step by step, falling behind step by step, it is an embarrassing defeat!"

"As I see it, this Zhong Kang specializes in body training and is good at close combat. If he had been replaced by a disciple who was good at magic, the result would never be like this!"

"But don't forget, this disciple is only at the beginning of Qi Hai Hai!"

"What he just used...is it the He family's "Canghai"?"

"It's somewhat similar, but the details are different."

"This is the first time that a top-ranked disciple has lost! What is this disciple's name? Which peak is he on?"

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Tao Yuanbai stood on top of the giant turtle, looked at Xu Disheng who flew back to Chaolu Peak on a black spiritual cloud, and then looked sideways at the few real people above Luan Jia.

Seeing that Xingyuan Master He Wenshu was practicing with his eyes closed, as if he knew nothing about what was going on below, he didn't say much. He just silently remembered Xu Disheng's appearance, and then presided over the next round of competition.