Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 105
According to the rules of fighting on Qingyu Terrace, the loser will be turned away by Mangmang vigorously and return to the small stone platform where he is, while the winner will stay where he is.

Meng Zixia won.

Zhou Qing stood quietly, his eyes were like quiet water, and he could not see the bottom.

For this, it is not surprising.

This Meng Zixia of the Zuoqiu Meng family dared to go against the norm and make a big appearance on Qingyu Terrace, assuming a posture of competing for true inheritance, he must have his own confidence.

How could it be possible to fail at the beginning of the teacher, and to smash the halberd and sink to the sand when you come up?

Zhou Qing remained silent, clusters of sparkles burst out from his pupils, staring at Meng Zixia who had won a round.

In the reflection of his eyes, Meng Zixia's Zhou Za, I do not know when, there is a burst of redness, like the morning sun reflecting the bright light after the morning glow, filled with a kind of high-spirited vitality, which makes people intoxicated .

Even if the distance is not close, you can still feel the charm from the crimson air, which seems to have an incredible fragrance, refreshing your nose.

It's just that this qi stayed in the sky above Meng Zixia, and it didn't fall for a long time.

"really."

When Zhou Qing saw this scene, the light in his eyes flourished, reflecting the crimson red, and a look of great interest appeared on his face.

For the fighting skills on the Qingyu Terrace, once young people who really have an impact on the true inheritance fight, they will definitely win or lose, which will affect their start of the competition for the true inheritance.

But the winner takes all, after the victory, not only can you become famous and have a good start, but you can also get the Jingwen Ruiqi contained in Qingyu Terrace.

"Jing Wenrui is angry."

Zhou Qing's gaze changed as he looked at the crimson aura flying into the sky. This is a good thing, and it is helpful for cultivation.

At this time, another sound was heard, like a chime, a stream of pure power gushed out from the word "Qingyu" at Meng Zixia's feet, and it entered his body with only one turn, and within two or three One breath, he has replenished the consumption of fighting skills just now.

Fighting on the Qingyu Terrace does not allow wheel fighting.

Looking away from the suspended Jing Wenrui, Zhou Qing thought about the fight between Meng Zixia and the boy in white just now, and his thoughts kept turning.

Although I can't watch the battle with my own eyes, I don't know the details of the two people's fighting skills, and I can't see the reality of Meng Zixia, but it is still possible to calculate to a certain extent based on the length of time the fighting skills will end.

After all, in Qingyu Terrace, if you want to challenge someone standing on Qingyu Terrace, you must at least have the same cultivation level as the opponent.Meng Zixia entered the second small realm of qi refining, and the boy in white who challenged him also entered the realm.

The next challenger can be Acupoints or Ming Qi, but they must not be those who have cultivated in the realm of Soul Condensation or above.

"The fighting skills of two enlightened monks."

Zhou Qing thought for a while, and made a judgment. The time for the end of the fighting method seems to be a little longer than the general fighting method.

Two people evenly matched?
Zhou Qing shook his head secretly, in his intuition, this would not be the case.

"Look again."

Zhou Qing didn't do anything immediately and continued to watch.

The people present were all smart people, and many of them calculated the time of the fight, and decided that Meng Zixia was only slightly better, and did not show a crushing attitude.

So soon, a small stone platform radiated light again, and countless precious colors rose up, like butterflies in the sky, with lifelike whiskers and wings, and vivid shapes.

The small stone platform approached the shore, and a heroic young girl walked out from it. She was wearing a ponytail, a phoenix hairpin was inserted obliquely on it, and a pair of peach blossom eyes, but when the eyes rolled around, there was no charm, only a kind of coolness.

After the two met, there was nothing else to say, covered in clouds of smoke and colorful clouds, they fought on the big stone platform.

Zhou Qing watched without saying a word.

On the big stone platform, the vision faded away, leaving only Meng Zixia standing in place, and then Jing Wenrui's Qi came again, meeting with the first time, hanging in the air.

The heroic woman who fought just now, like the boy in white, disappeared without a trace.

"time."

Zhou Qing counted the fighting time, and frowned. This time the fighting time was longer than the average two master monks fighting, and it was also longer than the last time.

It is very anxious again, evenly matched, can't close the gap?

Zhou Qing faintly had an idea, this Meng Zixia deserved to dare to announce with great fanfare that he came to Qingyu Terrace to make an appearance, he was really bold.

After a while, the third person came to the stage and fought against Meng Zixia.

As a result, Meng Zixia won again, and the fighting time was longer. It seemed that the opponent was stronger this time, and it was hard to win.

However, after three rounds, the big stone platform finally became quiet, only smoke and clouds lingered, dancing like a crane, and the faint sound of Qingyue.

On the one hand, there are not a few of the Zhenyi sect who have the ambition to pass on the truth, and there are definitely not many who plan to use Meng Zixia as a stepping stone to make their debut.Now there are three on the stage, and it's almost the same.

On the other hand, the discerning people present also saw that Meng Zixia and the three of them seemed to be fighting evenly, and the situation was tense, and there was something tricky about it.

Meng Zixia was a little cunning, and controlled the field?
"Cunning, really cunning." The young girl who was keen to watch the excitement beamed in her flying pavilion, and said, "Meng Zixia must be deliberately showing weakness to attract more people to the stage."

In this way, winning a few more games will not only make your appearance more impressive and spread widely, but also gain more Jing Wenrui spirit.

It's just that to do this, you not only need to be scheming and good at acting, but you also need to have a lot of strength beyond your opponent.

The strength is not more than a cut, how can you be so precise?
"Meng Zixia really came prepared."

Even the happy girl, seeing this, has to admire Meng Zixia's whimsy and her own tyrannical strength.

The Qingyu Terrace, where a disciple from the sect who usually impacted the true biography, appeared, and he was about to let him play.

The happy girl looked at the Qingyu Terrace, quietly. Could it be that this time, she came by herself just to see Mengzi Xia Zhizhu holding the big win?

Involuntarily, she turned her gaze to a nearby small stone platform, with hidden expectations.

"it's time."

Zhou Qing waited for a while, and seeing that no one was really on stage, he turned his zhenqi on the door and penetrated into the small stone platform below him. The next moment, the small stone platform rose with dazzling water, and pearls and jade were raised. The weather is so great, he jumped out of other small stone platforms and rushed straight to the big stone platform.

When he arrived at Dashitai, Zhou Qing walked down, and his aura kept rising as he approached step by step.

When he got to the opposite side of Meng Zixia, Zhou Qing stared at him with sparkling eyes, paused every word, and said, "Zhou Qing, Zhou family of Luochuan, come here to learn."

"Students of the Luochuan Zhou family." Meng Zixia looked at Zhou Qing, with a smile on his face for the first time, and said, "I just thought, you will not be absent at such a scene."

"Looking at it now, I didn't make me wait in vain."

(End of this chapter)