Chapter 152 Please bring out Brother Chu’s natal sword!
Kui Muquan, who had been barking, was now lying on the ground like a bereaved dog.
Since the surrounding audience were basically either Taoists or non-sect members, no one came forward out of disgust for his bad behavior.
Weren’t you crazy before?
Why don’t dogs bark now?
It’s good that we didn’t beat up the drowned dog.
In the end, the remaining disciples of Chunqiu Mountain squeezed out from the crowd, stepped forward to check his injuries, and helped Kui Muquan to the other side.
On the high platform, Teng Lingyi looked at Mei Chuxue and asked, "Don't you care about his injury?"
“It’s okay, it’s just a lesson.” Mei Chuxue said.
She continued: "Kui Muquan entered the Tao with madness, and his life in Chunqiu Mountain was too smooth."
"Now, it would be good to have some setbacks, it depends on whether he will never recover from it, or whether he can continue to maintain his arrogance." Mei Chuxue said.
The seeded players have all been eliminated, and she was a bit shabby.
Why not put your mind at ease and just regard it as an experience. What if you fail and then stand up?
At this moment, she and Teng Lingyi felt somewhat sympathetic to each other.
Among the talented disciples of these three sects, Geng Tianhe is the only one left.
Therefore, Mei Chuxue and Teng Lingyi naturally... hope he loses!
This must not be won.
If we lose face, our three major sects will lose face together.
What's more, these two major cultivators of the Eighth Realm appreciate Chu Huaixu even more.
Mei Chuxue was just looking at his face, while Teng Lingyi was curious about his skills. However, Geng Tianhe had not shown up until now, and was still racing against time to retreat.
Xiang Yan and others couldn't help but think: "I'm afraid that as Situ Cheng said, he won't show up until the competition is about to begin."
Han Shuangjiang walked down slowly on the ring.
She has returned to her original appearance.
It's just that every time at this time, she would feel a little uncomfortable and feel slightly dizzy.
Happily, this uncomfortable feeling will dissipate after a while.
In her eyes, the black and white world has returned to its original state.
Chu Huaixu is no longer the only one alive, the whole world has regained its color.
But, so what?
She already understood how special he was.
For Han Shuangjiang, once she entered that artistic conception, she felt like she was overlooking all the reincarnations of all things in the world from a high place.
But the order of Chu Huai is different.
He spent a reincarnation with her in the secret realm of the annual rings.
"Winning beautifully, neatly." Chu Huaixu turned to look at her and praised softly.
He actually knows very well that the psychological oppression caused by the Reincarnation Sword Intent is actually very strong.
You will feel that the person in front of you is really like a heavenly being!
That expression of neither joy nor sorrow, that extreme indifference, is full of oppression.
But the good thing is that he is [unafraid].
Han Shuangjiang listened to his praise, but he was not too proud, but said softly: "You know, like the sword just now, it is actually difficult for me to swing the second sword."
"It doesn't matter, they can't block your sword anyway, right?" Chu Huaixu said.
He has actually realized a long time ago that Da Bingbao, the guy who got the script of the heroine, will always feel that he is not enough, and will always keep writing secretly.
Unlike him, he can keep pretending for a long time.
"It's not fun to pretend to be cool!" He was simply shocked.
This is so damn against nature...
The competitions continued one after another, but it was a pity that the excitement was not as good as Han Shuangjiang's.
When it was almost Xiao Xu's turn to take the stage, he arrived belatedly, carrying the huge sword box on his back, and came to the martial arts arena alone.
As soon as he appeared, many people couldn't help but look at his left hand.
"It's as good as before so quickly?"
"It seems like there is no hidden disease left behind."
Everyone has already begun to mourn his opponent.
As long as Xu Ziqing has the bronze sword in his hand, as long as he can strike with a sword that destroys his left arm, how can his opponent stop it?
Many people are already comparing his sword with Han Shuangjiang's sword just now, "I don't know who of the two can win?" Everyone is thinking about it, but no matter what, for the Taoist disciples, when they think that this year's East Continent Competition may end up becoming a civil war in the Taoist sect, they can't help but puff up their chests in front of the outer sect members.
Since being the host of this competition and achieving such results, everyone must feel proud and feel bright in their faces!
As soon as Xu Ziqing arrived at the martial arts arena, he began to look for his senior brother.
After seeing Chu Huaixu, he kept saying, "Let me borrow it for a while."
“Senior brother.” He saluted respectfully.
Then, he said to Han Shuangjiang: "Senior Sister Han."
Chu Huaixu looked at the young man and said, "Xiao Xu, how is your recovery from your injury?"
"Thanks to the elixir given by Senior Situ that day, it is completely healed without leaving any hidden diseases." He replied carefully.
Chu Huaixu nodded and said: "If conditions permit, it is better not to use the sword too often."
In his opinion, even if he is practicing body training, he cannot repeatedly toss his left hand with such high frequency in such a short period of time.
Are you really using it as a unicorn arm?
"Okay, I understand." The handsome young man said immediately, as if he had received an imperial edict.
The competition officially began and Xu Ziqing stepped onto the stage.
The disciple who was competing with him looked at the opponent's sword box when they handed each other over, and already felt that he had lost.
This man has been distracted. During the duel, he kept staring at the huge sword box.
It seems like you have been waiting for Xu Ziqing to use the sword, and then you close your eyes and accept your fate and wait for death. How can you fight with others?
As a result, the Luo Tiangu female cultivator named Feng Qiu Shui was always full of loopholes, and the handsome young man repeatedly caught them. In the end, she won the competition without even using a bronze sword.
Under the ring, if the audience wasn't of such high quality, there would have been waves of boos.
"It's not exciting! It's not exciting at all!"
"I really want to force him to open the sword case!"
"I feel like I have already resigned myself to my fate. I might as well give up. What else is there to fight for?"
Feng Qiushui, who was defeated, was also a little red-faced. He did not expect that he would end up like this.
On the high platform, Teng Lingyi looked embarrassed. This was the only seedling left in Luotian Valley.
You can lose, but you cannot lose in this way!
On the contrary, the young man on the stage remained extremely sincere after winning the competition.
He held up his hands and said, "Senior Sister Feng, you seem to be worried and have not tried your best. Ziqing won with no force."
“If I have the chance, I’d like to ask you for advice,” he said.
Feng Qiushui couldn't help but look at him deeply when he heard this.
She only felt that although this junior brother looked a bit prettier than herself, he was indeed very graceful.
Time passes, and the competition proceeds one after another.
Soon, it was the turn of Chu Huaixu and Geng Tianhe to face off.
This is the highlight that countless people are looking forward to today.
It's just that Geng Tianhe has not shown up until now.
The time is almost up and Chu Huaixu steps onto the ring.
He stood alone on the stage and looked around.
If the opponent does not show up at the specified time, then he will win without fighting.
On the high platform, even Xiang Yan couldn't help but ask: "Fellow Daoist Situ, has your junior not passed the test yet?"
Situ Cheng frowned: "I don't know, maybe something went wrong?"
"Then why don't you take a look?" Xiang Yan said the gentlest words in the most unpleasant voice.
This sword cultivator, who ranks second among the four divine swords, spreads his spiritual consciousness.
Then, he said: "No need, he is already here."
I saw someone performing martial arts in the distance, almost stepping on the spot to the martial arts field.
Today's Geng Tianhe looks very different from the past.
He couldn't be said to be particularly disheveled, but his collar was indeed a bit messy.
His hair was disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot.
What's more important is that the aura exuding from his body is extremely chaotic.
A talented person like him should usually be restrained.
However, at this moment, Geng Tianhe's energy seemed to have a big problem.
It is conceivable that the spiritual power in his body is probably a bit violent.
Chu Huaixu looked at him and asked directly: "What's going on with you?"
Geng Tianhe raised his head, stared at him, and said, "Brother Chu, I wanted to fully understand the sword intention of Dahe before this competition."
"But I'm always close to the goal, and I can't get there after all!"
"I forcefully break through the barrier now just to fight you!"
"I can tell you directly, my purpose is to use your sword power to let me take this final step!"
"I wonder if Brother Chu can make it happen!" He raised his fists and raised his hands forcefully towards Chu Huaixu.
Chhu Huaixu smiled nonchalantly and said, "This competition is going to be fought after all. There is no question of success or failure."
If you want to use me as a sharpening stone, then come.
Unexpectedly, Geng Tianhe saw that he meant to agree, so he handed over his hand again, with an extremely sincere attitude. However, his bloodshot eyes were raised to stare at Chu Huaixu, and he said loudly:
"Then, please let Brother Chu use your sword!"
Him He took the risk of going crazy and forced his way out, which was actually a bit extreme.
In this case, he wanted to see Chu Huaixu's sword!
If he competes with the opponent in this East Continent Competition and does not even see the opponent's sword, then he will not give in!
Even if he would lose miserably by the sword later, or even be crushed along the way, he would still be willing to do so.
Under the arena, a commotion instantly broke out.
In fact, for the spectators, they naturally want to see Chu Huaixu's natal sword with their own eyes!
There is no way, this guy has too many heads on his body.
His ability to pass through all the obstacles was thought to be pure physical cultivation at first, but later it turned into a dual cultivation of sword and body.
But from beginning to end, no one has seen his sword.
Everyone's curiosity was obsessed with him, and their appetites had long been whetted by him.
Even on the high platform, Situ Cheng and others were staring at the young man in black robes.
They were also curious, what kind of sword would Chu Huaixu have?
Geng Tianhe saw that the other party was stunned for a moment and had no response, so he couldn't help but hand over his hand again, his attitude became more sincere, and he said loudly:
"Geng Tianhe...asked Brother Chu for a sword!"
Chu Huaixu heard this and looked at him for a long time. Finally, he sighed helplessly.
In front of everyone, he raised his hand and patted the storage token on his waist, and took out something from it.
As everyone looked at him expectantly, a simple black scabbard appeared in his hand.
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