Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 400: Sect Competition (Part )

When Kang Changyi stepped onto the stage again, he saw a skinny little woman in front of him. She looked frail and of average complexion, not very eye-catching.

But don't underestimate her, she is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but she is already an inner sect disciple, and her cultivation is not much worse than that of old cultivators like Mo Ku. After seeing this girl, Kang Changyi's eyes also focused slightly, and then he clasped his fists and bowed: "Hello, Junior Sister Qi."

The little girl opposite also showed a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then she said crisply: "Hello, Senior Brother."

It was not without reason that Kang Changyi recognized the thin girl in front of him, because Qi Ke was an outstanding person who had lasted nearly thirty breaths in the Heart-Searching Array to verify the character of an entry-level immortal.

This record has not been broken so far.

I remember that after this girl entered the sect, many elders including Ye Zhengwen came to examine her. Most of them wanted to accept her as an inner disciple after she passed the test.

But now it seems that Qi Ke's cultivation speed is not as outstanding as the sect leaders thought.

After ten years of practice, he broke through to the fourth level of Qi training and was promoted to an inner sect disciple. This was just the normal practice speed of an ordinary three-spiritual-root immortal seedling after entering the sect, and there was nothing outstanding about it.

Kang Changyi would never take such an opponent seriously.

After greeting each other, Kang Changyi was about to move when Jiang Qing waved a flag to signal him. His eyes moved for a while, but his body suddenly stopped.

Although Qi Ke was a little confused, his hands did not slow down at all.

After a light rebuke, a palm-sized Yellowstone magic sword slipped out from his right sleeve, and then it was suspended in the air, growing to the size of a door panel.

It was not until the heavy sword cut through the sky and smashed down towards the vital point above his head that a glimmer of light appeared on the tip of the trident in Kang Changyi's hand.

After only a few breaths, a large green light flew out from the tip of the halberd unreasonably. After knocking the heavy blade above his head away, it did not stop and flowed towards Qi Kegai in an endless stream, almost drowning this short girl.

Qi Ke did not show any panic because of this, but her cultivation had just advanced to the fourth level of Qi training. Even if she used a well-preserved low-grade jade token to block the green light for a while, she was still no match for Kang Changyi who had not yet exerted his strength.

After only a cup of tea, Qi Ke's spiritual power was exhausted. No matter how unwilling she was, she had to salute with a gloomy look before landing on the stage.

"You are thoughtful, but Senior Brother Ye has already told us some time ago that he wants to take this girl as his disciple. Changyi, you don't have to hide your shortcomings on purpose. We can see clearly whether you hide it or not."

Jiang Qing only said this, not caring about how Kang Changyi would respond. He waved his hands repeatedly, urging the latter to leave the stage.

After Kang Changyi stepped down from the ring, he showed no sign of excitement. He just continued talking to Zhang Le who was in the same ring with him.

Although the latter's aptitude was not good, thanks to Zhou Yixiu's unremitting efforts in investing resources, he still managed to break through to the middle stage of Qi training before the age of twenty and was listed as an inner disciple.

We will not mention for now the fact that Zhang Le later tamed bees, made honey and sold it.

Zhang Qingran, the descendant of the founder of the Chongming Sect, had to pay more attention to Zhang Le, the descendant of the Zhang family, after moving into the backyard of Master Kangda.

Therefore, although Zhang Le has never been considered a prominent figure among her peers, she is only slightly away from becoming a true disciple.

Also because of the relationship between Zhang Le and Zhang Qingran, Kang Changyi can be considered familiar with them.

Compared with the latter, Zhang Le was much older, but she was not good at fighting. Most of her fighting experiences in her life took place when the Chongming clan's entire family went out several times.

Moreover, not counting the days when he was beaten, even when things were going well for him, Zhang Le didn't achieve anything over the years.

It just so happened that in recent years, Chongmingzong's life could be barely considered stable, and Zhang Yue had not been on the battlefield for quite some time, so he was naturally not very good at it.

Seeing that the prizes for good deeds were really coveted, Zhang Yue signed up for the competition. However, she could not help but feel uneasy.

Kang Changyi was indeed different from his father who was not very good at reading women's minds. He saw Zhang Le's dilemma with just a casual glance and advised: "Senior sister is the elder's disciple. She has listened to the teachings of many teachers since she was a child. She can keep up the good work."

"Thank you for your good words, Junior Brother." Zhang Le's smile was not very relaxed. He was about to say something to Kang Changyi to ease the tension, but he saw Jin Shilun, who was watching the fight on the side, also came over.

"Junior brother won quite beautifully earlier. Junior sister Qi practices earth-moving skills and is best at long fights. The last time I went to Jin County, I brought Junior sister Qi with me.

Although her yellow stone sword and green jade tablet are only low-grade magic weapons, they complement each other in attack and defense, and they are also very well-refined, which is somewhat rare. Half a year ago in Jin County, there was an evil cultivator in the late stage of Qi training who attacked her, but she held out for an hour and still couldn't defeat her. "

Kang Changyi knew that the things Fei Shuhe had bought for him would make even ordinary true cultivators covet them. Therefore, it was only natural that this ordinary evil cultivator could not compare with him.

So after hearing Jin Shilun's words, he just smiled a few times and hardly felt complacent.

Seeing this, Jin Shilun knew that his prepared words of advice were useless, and he smiled with relief for a while before turning to Zhang Leyan and said, "My wife has been complaining all day that the amount of Su Xue honey that Junior Sister Zhang provided to Chongming Xiaolou was too small, and it was sold out in just three days for blending wine.

I would like to ask you to think of a solution. After all, this is a sparkling spiritual stone that fell from the doorway and could not be picked up. If Master knew about this, he would definitely be distressed. "

After hearing Jin Shilun's exaggerated words, Zhang Yue also smiled bitterly:

"Brother, what you said doesn't make sense. I asked Brother Kang to double the scale of Su Xuerui a long time ago, but he and Master have been living in Hong County for many years and have not returned. I am worried that the Su Xuerui seeds will be taken away by other families, cutting off my family's source of income. This is helpless."

Jin Shilun was stunned when he heard the voice, and then he said: "I just thought that my junior sister was at a critical moment in her cultivation and was unable to split herself. I didn't expect it to be such a thing?!"

"The matter of Su Xuerui is actually easy to deal with. After I ask Master, I may let Senior Brother Mo Ku take the lead and go to the Good Deeds Hall to write a task and lead the younger generations of the Yulin Hall to complete this task. However,"

Zhang Yue didn't keep this secret for too long, and the bitter smile on his face deepened:
"But can Senior Brother Jin talk to Junior Sister Ye and ask her to speak more about Junior Sister Ye's insect control in Yulin Hall? If the Su Xuerui is planted in the future, Junior Sister Ye's spiritual bees will be hard to eat, so we should make a reserve early."

Jin Shilun felt that what Zhang Yue said made sense, but these words should not be said in such a noisy time.

But this was probably because Zhang Yue was really anxious, because compared to the Hundred Arts that sounded so unique, Zhang Yue's practice of controlling insects was not very respectable. If you look at it seriously, the appeal of this Hundred Arts is probably the same as that of his teacher Zhou Yixiu's practice of Jiashi, and it is difficult to attract the disciples of Yulin Hall to choose and learn it.

However, this matter was not something Jin Shilun could control, so he just shook his head. Just as he was about to say something else to Zhang Le, the latter had already straightened his clothes and stepped onto the stage.

As soon as Zhang Yuefu stepped onto the ring, he recognized his opponent. His heart sank, and he just bowed and greeted him in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Liu, it's been a long time since we last met."

The plain-looking, short and stocky disciple on the opposite side smiled after hearing what Zhang Le said, and looked a bit silly and cute.

But he clasped his fists respectfully in return and said, "Liu Ya greets Senior Sister Zhang."

Zhang Yue frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "After Senior Brother He passed away, it was quite difficult for Junior Brother Ming to lead the caravan alone, so Senior Uncle Ye sent Junior Brother Liu Ya to help.

Because of his father's early death, Junior Brother Liu is well-known in the sect for his hard work in cultivation. Therefore, although he has four spiritual roots, he has already reached the sixth level of Qi training at a young age, which is almost comparable to the speed of a cultivator with three spiritual roots. I am afraid that I will have little chance of winning in a fight with him."

As soon as the fight started, Zhang Yue knew that his prediction was correct.

Although her cultivation level was similar to that of Liu Ya, the latter not only had rich experience in fighting, but also practiced a Hong-level martial arts technique. It was naturally difficult for Zhang Le to defeat her.

After fighting for only a dozen rounds, Liu Ya had already gained the upper hand.

Zhang Le dangerously avoided the golden mace thrown by Liu Ya, subconsciously touched his waist, but let it go. After thinking for a while, he moved to the edge of the ring and jumped down.

"Sister, if you are willing to call out the spirit bees to fight the enemy, you should still have a good chance of winning." Kang Changyi, who had watched the entire competition, went to Zhang Lezhi who was resting and said words of comfort.

After hearing this, the latter just smiled again and did not answer. Jin Shilun was also annoyed when he saw Kang Changyi's "Why not eat meat porridge" look, and smiled lightly with Zhang Yue for a while, which was considered an apology.

It was a rare occasion for the small Chongming Sect to be lively. Even though Zhang Le had lost the competition, he was not in a hurry to leave and started watching the third round of the competition.

This time, Jin Shilun and other Chongming disciples could no longer sit on the sidelines and had to participate in the competition. Kang Changyi could take a break for a round, as he drew a bye.

Jin Shilun stood on the stage with a relaxed mood. After greeting the referee Yuan Xiyue, he looked at his opponent.

"It's actually Junior Brother Song," Jin Shilun thought to himself that his luck was much worse than Kang Changyi's. It was only the third round, but he actually met Song Cheng, who was also a true disciple.

This guy is no weakling. He is the second disciple with three spiritual roots among the current generation of Chongming disciples after Kang Rongquan.

In addition, among the sect's teachers, Ye Zhengwen is considered to be able to teach his disciples. Therefore, although Song Cheng is less than 30 years old, his cultivation level has almost caught up with Jin Shilun. This is considered to be an astonishing speed, and he is not much worse than Jiang Qing of the same age.

"Hello, Senior Brother Jin," Song Cheng's expression did not seem good. Apparently, he had never thought that he would be so unlucky as to meet Jin Shilun, who had always been ranked at the top of the small competitions, in the third round.

In the last sect competition, he was just unlucky. If he hadn't met Ye Yaoling, who was the runner-up in the competition, in the first round, he would have lost after a hard fight. He would still be a strong opponent who could compete for the top five.

Jin Shilun did not dare to be negligent, and even took the initiative after Yuan Xiyue gave the order.

The slender scimitar in his hand had an extra layer of black runes on the blade compared to before. This was the change that occurred after he used the spiritual object he obtained after assisting the Jin County Lieutenant in killing the evil cultivator and found a skilled weapon master to recast it.

Jin Shilun held his sword horizontally in front of the green jade arena, and the sword energy gushed out like a tide. Song Cheng's face froze, and he sacrificed a blue jade ruyi with green ripples flowing all over it. This was the top-grade magic weapon Canglang Ruyi that Ye Zhengwen bestowed on him after he became a true disciple.

The latter held the Ruyi in his hand and waved it slightly. A water curtain appeared out of thin air and blocked the endless sword energy outside.

"Senior Brother Jin's "Selection of Spiritual Sword Techniques" is so powerful!" Although Song Cheng knew that Jin Shilun was quite capable before, he never thought that after the latter practiced an ordinary, low-grade sword technique to perfection, it would be so powerful.

After removing all of Jin Shilun's sword energy, Song Cheng did not feel complacent. He stretched out his fingertips to touch the Ruyi Cloud Head, and three bright transparent water guns suddenly condensed in front of him, "Please also tell me if I am using the magic weapon correctly!"

Jin Shilun smiled faintly and said loudly: "Let's not talk about the magic weapon for now. Junior brother, you talk too much during the battle, which is not good!"

But the scimitar in his hand glowed black, cutting the water gun fired by Song Cheng through Ruyi into two pieces, and water splashed all over the stage.

Jin Shilun was taking advantage of the situation and was about to press on to pursue the victory, but he saw Song Cheng muttering something, and the blue jade ruyi in his arms floated in front of his chest, and then shook gently for a while, and the water splashing in the sky instantly formed thousands of murderous ice spikes, aiming at the vital points of Jin Shilun's body and trying to pierce them.

This sudden change happened so quickly that even the referee Yuan Xiyue looked a little surprised.

The strength of the opponents in the third round of competition was mostly uneven, and it was rare for both sides to be true disciples like this. Therefore, Yuan Xiyue was not the only one who noticed the changes here.

As soon as Song Cheng changed his decision, the head of Kangda, who was on the stage and had an overview of the situation, sighed: "Song Cheng's move was indeed good."

Ye Zhengwen's competition ended early, so he took some time out to talk to Kang Dabao.

Although he was a very strict master, he did not mind praising his apprentice in front of Kang Dabao: "The last time he lost to Yao Ling in the small competition, this kid still remembers it, and he is trying his best to win back the first place in this big competition."

Upon hearing this, the head of Kangda also shook his head: "This kid's luck is really bad. He has the strength to be in the top ten of the competition, but this time he met Shilun again. I think he will probably not be able to defeat Shilun."

Ye Zhengwen's face turned red at this moment, and his tone was a little annoyed: "I won't argue with you, just wait and see."

The two of them turned their gaze back and saw that most of the countless crystal ice spikes in the field had been chopped off by Jin Shilun's sword.

However, it was a deliberate plot after all, and Jin Shilun had not made full preparations beforehand, so it was difficult for him to dodge all the ice spikes, and he was hit all over his body by several of them.

The injury was not life-threatening, and Jin Shilun wanted to fight again, so referee Yuan Xiyue ignored it. The head of Kangda frowned and paid more attention to his apprentice's movements.

The competition here was in full swing, but the two people on the platform did not cast their eyes over here, only whispering their final goodbyes.

(End of this chapter)