Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 463 The thigh I just hugged is gone

"Because you are the only one who inherits Master's mantle, and you are the most like Master." Lu Qingli said seriously.

"..."

"Pretend I didn't say anything." With a dark face, Wen Ruyu looked at Lu Qingli for a while, then turned her head resolutely, and decided not to talk to her again.

On the competition stage, Yu Changan's roar became more and more frenzied, his beard seemed to stand on end, but his moves became more and more chaotic, slower and slower, and his steps gradually became vain.

With two low-level sword skills, he consumed no less real energy than Wenren Chuchen, and after this attack like a madman, his real energy was greatly damaged.

On the other hand, Wenren Chuchen on the opposite side became more and more relaxed. Even the lowest-level entry-level sword skills became countless changes in his hands.

"Crack!" Finally, Wenren Chuchen stepped forward, swung away Chang'an's slow and feeble giant axe, and slapped Chang'an's face again with the simple long sword.

The latter's true energy was almost exhausted, and the qi that protected his body was directly shattered by this sword, his body swayed a few times, and he almost staggered and fell to the ground.

"I can't stop, I can't stop, please forgive me." Wenren Chuchen cupped his hands, and once again showed a smile that Lu Qingli and his brothers and sisters thought were cheap.

"You, you..." Yu Chang'an pointed at Wenren Chuchen, a trail of blood slowly oozing from the corner of his mouth, and the hot blood in his chest was rushing towards Tianling like a flood that broke a bank, and finally his body shook. He fell flat on his back.

"Bang" until he fell heavily on the competition stage, he was still pointing his finger to the sky, his round eyes were full of grief and indignation.

Lost, Sect Master Yu actually lost, and the loss was so horrible.

If the first two stances of sword skills were quite impressive and eye-opening, then Yu Chang'an was completely messed up in the next competition, and he was played around like a monkey by Wen Renchuchen.

It even makes people wonder, is this really a duel between two Zifu powerhouses?

Looking at the familiar clear figure on the competition stage, Liang Mowen was so excited that tears filled his eyes, while Jiang Xianyun was more at a loss besides being excited.

Zong Ting'an was both excited and fortunate: Originally, he was only interested in the potential of Lu Qingli and Chu Qinghan, so he deliberately made friends with the Supreme Dao Sect, but he did not expect that the strength of Wenrenchuchen would be so unfathomable.

With the strength of these masters and apprentices, it may not take long for the Supreme Dao Sect to soar into the sky. By then, how rich should their Yuanzhen Immortal Sect be rewarded?
Shi Yunhe and his gang of cronies and friends looked ashen: the thigh that was just hugged just fell down like this.The Supreme Dao Sect, who was completely ignored by them, has such strength.

In order to hug the thigh of the Jinzhong Xianmen, they offended the Supreme Daozong a lot. If others are magnanimous and don't care about them, it's okay. If others are not so magnanimous and insist on embarrassing them, how should they deal with it?
Thinking of this, Shi Yunhe and the others felt chills in their hearts.

Kong Yiwen and He Xuanlin looked at each other in blank dismay, both with dull expressions, unable to speak for a while.

I thought that with Yu Chang'an playing, the Jinzhong Xianmen would be able to defeat the Supreme Dao Sect in one fell swoop, maybe there would be no more competitions in the future, who would have expected that Yu Chang'an would lose so badly, and he would have no power to fight back in front of Wenren Chuchen.

Maybe it's better if he doesn't play.

They suddenly wondered, did they make a huge mistake, did a huge stupid thing?

"In this competition, Supreme Dao Sect, Master Wenren Peak wins." Shocked, there was silence on and off the stage, but Hao Zhichuan was the first to recover and came to the center of the competition stage to announce the result.

When he spoke, his expression was extremely ugly.

When Kong Yiwen found him and asked him to change the rules of the competition, he didn't take Supreme Daozong seriously, and agreed without thinking.

Only then did he realize that the strength of the Supreme Dao Sect is not that simple at all.Although he is a member of the Immortal League, there is no need to offend a strong man in the Purple Mansion, not to mention that this Zifu is obviously not a star and a half stronger than the ordinary Zifu.

Looking at Kong Yiwen who was still in a daze in the auditorium, Hao Zhichuan felt regretful.

The disciples of Supreme Dao Sect in the audience finally woke up like a dream, and cheered loudly.

"My lord, my lord!" The disciples of the Jinzhong Xianmen also recovered from the shock, and the two elders set off first, carrying Yu Chang'an down.

Wenren Chuchen bowed his hands to Hao Zhichuan, and stepped on the flying sword to return to the auditorium.

Although he can fight one more time with his strength, the next battle of Jinzhong Xianmen must be a young disciple. If he wins, not only will he be ridiculed by others, but even the Supreme Dao Sect will be unable to hold his head up. God's unwritten rules.

Yu Chang'an was only in a hurry, but his injuries were not serious, and he woke up quickly under the treatment of the two elders.

"Master, how is your old man? Is your injury serious?" Several direct disciples hurried forward and asked worriedly.

It was the first time in Yu Chang'an's life that he had encountered such a shame and humiliation, and he wished he could die. When he woke up, he saw their concerned eyes, and he was even more ashamed and angry. His big rough face was as red as blood, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word come out.

"Master, don't worry, this disciple will avenge your blood and hatred!" Seeing this, several disciples were ashamed and indignant, and one of them stood up abruptly and jumped onto the competition stage.

"Qin Yuanhao, the chief disciple of Jinzhong Xianmen, who dares to fight me?" The young disciple looked in the direction of Lu Qingli and the others and roared angrily.

As the true essence circulated, that tall and majestic body like Yu Chang'an was instantly covered with a layer of protective energy, and there was a faint purple feeling in it.

Half step to Zifu!

Obviously, although the first disciple of the Jinzhong Immortal Sect has not really been promoted to the Zifu, he has surpassed the average Jindan peak, and is only one chance away from the Zifu.

This kind of cultivation is what people often call a half-step Zifu.

The excited moods of Liang Mowen, Jiang Xianyun and others quickly calmed down, and their expressions became dignified again.

But Shi Yunhe, Kong Yiwen and others were refreshed. Although Yu Chang'an was defeated, the disciples of the Jinzhong Immortal Sect were still no small matter.

It is not so easy for Supreme Daozong to win!

All eyes were on Lu Qingli and the others.

Wen Ruyu stared at Qin Yuanhao, took a deep breath, and was about to get up.

"I'll go." Chu Qinghan patted him on the shoulder, and walked towards the competition stage first, his expression as cold as ever.

There is no worry, no nervousness, and of course no arrogance, as if he is detached from everything in the world.

"Be careful." Wen Ruyu didn't argue with him, but said solemnly.

Chu Qinghan waved his hand, came to the competition stage, and said lightly: "Chu Qinghan."

"In the second round, Chu Qinghan, a disciple of the Supreme Dao Sect, faced Jin Zhongxian..." Hao Zhichuan announced loudly.

(End of this chapter)