Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 410: Senior Brother Liu sends his regards to you

"Hurry, hurry, the competition is about to begin, and this time we're selecting the top ten."

“I wonder who will be in the top ten?”

"It's not you anyway."

"Nonsense, I'm talking like you."

As the bell rang, all the outer disciples of Tianjian City rushed towards Tianjian Peak frantically.

This time, the location of the arena was moved again towards the top of the mountain and was located at the top of the mountain.

The top of the entire Tianjian Peak was cut off by someone with great supernatural powers, leaving behind a huge platform, which was extremely vast and just right to serve as the arena.

"Yingju, long time no see. Why are you suddenly so interested in the outer sect competition?"

A true disciple in the stands asked Yingju.

This true disciple was dressed in a bright red robe. Although he was obviously a man, he gave off an air of boundless nobility when he wore it, making people feel ashamed when standing in front of him.

"Wu Hong, isn't that the case with you?"

Yingju smiled slightly and asked instead of answering.

The Heavenly Sword Holy Land has hundreds of thousands of outer disciples, but only a few thousand inner disciples. As for true disciples, there are even fewer, barely a hundred.

Therefore, these true disciples have extremely high status, even much higher than ordinary elders, and are the real pillars of the sect. After all, elders are mostly warriors who have reached the end of their potential, while true disciples are like the rising sun, with infinite potential. No one knows how far they can go in the end.

Therefore, true disciples address each other by their names and Taoist titles, and do not call each other senior brothers or junior sisters. However, they do not dare to do so to the Five Holy Sons, and they still respect them when they should.

You should know that the title of Holy Son is not just granted by the sect, but is earned through hard work.

The Holy Son is the face of the sect and is also the one with the greatest chance of becoming king.

The title of king here is not an ordinary title, but the king realm in martial arts.

"I'm different from you. Senior Brother Wan sent me here. Why haven't you given up struggling yet? Do you really think Lou Yue can win the first place in this competition?" Wu Hong said with a smile.

"Then how can you be sure that Sikong Yan will definitely win first place?"

"Sikong Yan has been trained by Senior Brother Wan, and he has powerful mysterious weapons on him, maybe even more than one. Although the others are also good, they are still not comparable to Sikong Yan. He must be the first in this competition." Wu Hong said slowly.

"Mysterious weapon? More than one?"

Ying Ju was slightly taken aback: "Senior Brother Wan is determined to help Sikong Yan win first place in the competition."

"Originally, Senior Brother Wan wasn't interested in such matters, but I never expected the sect to offer the Nirvana Fruit as a reward for first place. This is a treasure that even the True Disciples covet! Sikong Yan possesses a Nine Heavens Star Body and has achieved a second-grade elixir. With the help of the Nirvana Fruit, he can rebuild his foundation and elevate his Xuan Dan to an Immortal Golden Dan. With such potential, it's no wonder Senior Brother Wan would personally take action."

"So you really think Sikong Yan will definitely win the championship?"

"That's natural."

"How about a bet?"

Wu Hong turned his gaze to Yingju, and the corners of his mouth twitched especially when he saw Yingju's fanatical eyes.

Come again?

How much of a gambler is Yingju?
"What, you don't dare anymore?"

As she spoke, Yingju took out a silver-white stone the size of a human head from her storage bracelet.

"How about using this piece of Nine-Aperture Wind God Iron as a bet?"

Wu Hong was also shocked by Ying Ju's generosity for a moment: "Nine-aperture Wind God Iron, this is the Wind God's most precious treasure. How dare you use this thing as a bet? Aren't you afraid that Ying He will beat you to death?"

As soon as Wu Hong mentioned his sister Yinghe's name, Yingju trembled all over and looked around subconsciously.

After finding no one around, he heaved a sigh of relief and shouted, "I found this thing, why should I be afraid of her? Wu Hong, do you want to gamble or not?"

Wu Hong looked greedily at the piece of Nine-Aperture Wind God Iron in Ying Ju's hand.

This item is a rare treasure, only found in places where extreme yin and yang converge. In such extreme regions, influenced by these two extreme forces, the void vibrates endlessly, winds howl, and vital energy oscillates. In this way, there is a slight chance that a treasure like the Nine-Aperture Wind God Iron will be born.

This iron body has nine orifices, and contains endless creation within the nine heavens. It can emit innate wind and blow through the nine heavens. It can be said that it is condensed from the essence of the wind between heaven and earth and has infinite divine power.

Whether it is used to practice martial arts, comprehend the artistic conception of wind, or integrate into one's natal weapon, it is a rare treasure.

"Okay, let's bet."

As he spoke, Wu Hong also took out a blood-red stone.

"How about using this Destiny Crystal as a bet?"

"Destiny Crystal? Where did you get it?" Yingju asked in surprise.

The Destiny Crystal is also an extremely rare treasure. It has only one function, which is to nourish the spirituality of the natal weapon and accelerate the growth of the natal weapon. Its value is no less than that of the Nine-Aperture Divine Wind Iron.

"Why do you care where I got it? How about using it as a bet?"

"That's a good deal, it's settled."

Yingju laughed.

At this time, with the ringing of the bell, the battle for the top ten finally began.

Zhong Lin also heard his name and flew towards the No. 5 ring.

A burly man was already standing on the ring. Before he even got close, a wild and domineering aura came towards him.

Fist intention!

Zhong Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt a vast fist power from this strong man, which was no weaker than his own.

But think about it, anyone who can reach this point must be an expert among experts.

"Zhong Lin, Senior Brother Liu asked me to give you his regards."

Suo Yu opened his lips slightly, and a series of subtle words exploded in Zhong Lin's ears.

The next moment, Suo Yu took a step forward.

boom!
The air waves were so strong that the ground shook violently.

His body roared, and his blood surged like a mighty river. The violent airflow blew up the dust on the entire ground.

The fist's force vibrated, faintly blocking layers of void.

"Spiritual essence, fist intention, blood and energy, good boxing."

Zhong Lin's heart moved and his feet moved slightly.

As Zhong Lin spoke lightly, an air mass as big as a wheel suddenly exploded from his mouth, and the rolling air flow spread out into boundless space.

The two men punched at the same time, fighting head-on without any dodging.

boom!
With a low, thunderous sound, the two men's fists collided with each other.

Layers of ripples spread out from the sides of the two men, setting off a huge wave, and blood and energy scattered everywhere. Even the people who were a hundred feet away were sent flying like scarecrows blown by the wind.

"Retreat quickly, retreat quickly."

"This... such a strong body, such a domineering fist spirit. If this wasn't the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, I would have thought they came from the Battlefield."

Everyone was in a state of panic and horror. They never expected that the aftermath of just one move between the two would be so terrifying.

Boom boom boom!
In a flash, the two men exchanged hundreds of moves.

Blood and energy surged, air currents surged, and explosions sounded one after another. With the battle between the two men as the center, the ground in all directions collapsed and trees were broken.

(End of this chapter)