The road is vague

Chapter 84: Winning the Championship with One Sword (Tomorrow, please subscribe first)
"Li Mosheng!"

Following the referee's voice, Li Mo walked off the ring.

There were bursts of cheers coming from outside. Wang Feng came over excitedly and was amazed.

"What's the matter with your spirit beast? If I had such a spirit beast, I would just lie down all the way!"

"This is corpse puppetry."

Li Mo smiled and said, "Didn't you watch the new episode of 'Dragon and Tiger List'?"

"The new issue of 'Dragon and Tiger List'?"

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment and felt a little embarrassed.

"I bought ten copies at a discounted price and planned to give them to my relatives and friends after returning to Yuancheng. Do you mean there will be content updates?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but laugh.

"Those spirit stones of yours were really not wasted!"

Li Mo knew that Ye Xuan was referring to the reputation-enhancing service that Wang Feng had purchased, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Anyone who sees all the praises about Wang Feng in it will probably have doubts, thinking that this guy must have spent money.

Li Mo took out the latest issue of "Dragon and Tiger List" and gave it to Wang Feng.

After reading the introduction about Li Mo, Wang Feng finally understood. Then he thought of something and his expression changed slightly.

"Since it's a corpse puppet, then it means... you killed it?"

At this time.

The match between Jiang Sheng and Ye Fuhu also began.

The two can be considered old rivals. On the one hand, Ye Fuhu admires Jiang Sheng very much, but on the other hand, he also regards him as a target to catch up with.

Defeating Jiang Sheng has been Ye Fuhu's long-cherished wish.

The fighting between the two sides is still fierce.

Ye Fuhu pressed forward step by step, using almost all the means he used against Yang Zhiman. Jiang Sheng also became a little tired under his constant attacks and began to be exhausted from coping.

After the two sides fought for three quarters of an incense stick's time, Ye Fuhu actually took out the Fa Ling Dan again and fed it to King Biao.

King Biao spread his wings and flew into the air carrying Ye Fuhu, forming a perfect coordination with Ye Fuhu, constantly dispersing the surrounding fire crows and attacking Jiang Sheng from above.

Jiang Sheng defended himself with the Heart Protection Mirror magic weapon and frequently cast spells to counterattack, but even so, he couldn't help but blink when he saw that Ye Fuhu could actually take out a magic pill to feed the spirit beast.

He had used one when dealing with Yang Zhiman yesterday, and he still had one on him.

Jiang Sheng suddenly felt something was wrong!

He began to try to attack actively, and took out two talismans in succession and activated secret techniques.

However, although Ye Fuhu looked dangerous, he always stood firm. No matter how hard Jiang Sheng attacked, he could not take him down. He kept using his battle axe magic weapon that was full of ancient atmosphere.

then.

After a protracted battle between the two sides, their magic power gradually ran out and they were exhausted.

Ye Fuhu's eyes were filled with resentment.

If he had not consumed a spiritual magic pill in advance yesterday in order to deal with Yang Zhiman, who was at the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, or if he could break through the bottleneck of the tenth level of Qi training, he would definitely be the winner this time!

With Ye Fuhu's strength, it would have been almost a high probability for him to win the championship in the previous graduation examinations.

But among this batch of disciples, there were several guys who could be called monsters, and one who could be called a demon. He was really unwilling to accept this.

As his magic power became increasingly exhausted, even Jiang Sheng became somewhat desperate.

This is just the semi-finals!

At last.

As the two-headed firebird that swallowed the demon pill exploded, Ye Fuhu screamed and turned into white light and disappeared into the barrier. Jiang Sheng won a tragic victory.

"Jiang Shengsheng!"

Jiang Sheng panted, he did not get any joy from this.

At this moment, he almost couldn't stand steadily and almost collapsed to the ground. His hands were tightly holding the medium-grade spirit stone, and the veins in his hands were exposed. Then he took a deep breath, slowly turned his pale face, and looked at Li Mo who was walking towards the ring barrier.

Next up is the finals.

The crowd watching was cheering and enthusiastic.

Even the few Jindan stage cultivators on the high platform perked up their spirits and prepared to watch a fierce battle between dragons and tigers.

Amidst the overwhelming cheers, Li Mo calmly walked into the barrier, stepped onto the final stage of the graduation examination, and looked at Jiang Sheng, who was at his wit's end and could barely stand.

Jiang Sheng's eyes were red as he stared at Li Mo.

He was filled with resentment.

this year.

He practiced day and night, carefully forging the Zhenyang Ding magic weapon, and also practiced the Jiang family's secret fighting technique that was not passed on to others, and prepared many talismans, but he did not expect that the final result would be like this.

"This failure is God's fault."

Jiang Sheng gritted his teeth and howled to the sky.

"The sun shines on you but not on me!"

Li Mo could feel Jiang Sheng's inner resentment, grievance and unwillingness, which seemed like a hero in his twilight years whose ambitions could not be fulfilled, and was full of tragic heroic color.

Many spectators outside the stadium also expressed their sympathy and regret.

Li Mo vaguely remembered that he had experienced this scene before.

It was this time last year, and he had also exhausted his magic power. In the smaller year-end assessment barrier not far away, facing Ye Yimeng who was in her prime, he could only declare defeat with resentment, grievance, and unwillingness, which was regretted by the onlookers.

"Yeah."

Li Mo sighed softly, as if he was in a trance, but at the same time he had some understanding.

Techniques and methods, tools and skills are nothing but trifles.

In the face of the realm of the Great Dao, it is nothing but a passing cloud.

"Game start!"

Following the referee's command, Jiang Sheng let out a high-pitched roar, as if he was protesting against the injustice of fate.

"Let's have a good fight today!"

Jiang Sheng has made up his mind.

He once again took out the Zhenyang Baoding magic weapon that he had carefully imitated according to ancient methods.

Even if the final result is destined to be failure, he will show his talents on this graduation examination arena, and let out an unwilling roar on behalf of his resistance to the will of heaven, leaving behind a splendid and magnificent picture scroll and a touching and tragic music, which will be passed down from mouth to mouth by his fellow disciples, recorded in the thousand-year heritage of Lingmumen, and draw a final glorious and epic stroke for his academic career over the past three years!
The golden and brilliant treasure tripod, with the infusion of Jiang Sheng's magic power, began to show the spiritual power of the red sun, and contained mysterious and outstanding spiritual methods. The Taiyin Shengyang Fire Crow gradually took shape.

Muran.

A powerful ray of light flashed across the sky in a split second, appearing between the flashes of lightning and fire, like a flash of a flower. With the unstoppable force of thunder, it instantly overturned the mysterious and brilliant tripod and appeared in front of Jiang Sheng's chest, blocked by an inconspicuous talisman.

The refuge talisman was destroyed in an instant and turned into ashes.

Jiang Sheng felt that the scene before his eyes seemed to be frozen.

"Is this... a mid-grade magical weapon?"

As a weapon refiner, Jiang Sheng truly felt the mid-grade quality of the Thunder Sword in front of his chest. Compared with the top-grade True Yang Cauldron that he had carefully imitated, there was a world of difference between them. However, it exuded an unstoppable and indestructible power, and he immediately showed an expression of disbelief.

Then he felt the surroundings twist and his body appeared outside the barrier uncontrollably.

Li Mo stood on the other side of the barrier.

As a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, the range of his magic weapon far exceeded that of a cultivator in the Qi Condensation Stage. After he launched a mediocre attack with his Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation, he easily eliminated the exhausted Jiang Sheng. He could not help but slowly raise his head and look at the colorful leaves on the Qingling Divine Tree, revealing a hint of melancholy and reluctance.

"Three years of practice have come to an end." At the same time.

Several Jindan cultivators who were chatting and laughing on the high platform, ready to watch the fight between dragons and tigers, suddenly stood up.

"impossible!"

Han Mu blurted out.

Then he realized his loss of composure, took a deep breath, and sat back in his seat. He remained silent for a long time, his face gloomy and uncertain, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The faces of the three Jindan female cultivators, Ye Qing, Qin Yue, and Jiang Wencai, were also filled with shock.

Just now, after Li Mo sacrificed the magic weapon and activated it with all his strength, as his magic power reached its limit, it was clearly the spiritual pressure of the foundation-building period!
This person completed the foundation building after only three years of practice?
If this is true, it would be an extremely amazing achievement even in the history of Lingmu Sect. There is only one person recorded about him, and that is the Omniscient True Man who had died in Zhongshan Kingdom.

Even Shang Qianhu, whose face was covered with a layer of gray mist, seemed unable to conceal the waves in his heart.

"I need all the information about this disciple."

He suddenly said this.

Seeing that the Jindan stage cultivators of Lingmu Sect were looking at him with vigilance, he had to explain briefly.

"I need to confirm that his age and root bones are not falsified and are consistent with historical records. The military is not recruiting him, but to deal with the State of Lu. I believe that in some time, they will definitely demand an explanation. I must prepare in advance and submit the materials."

Upon hearing that the other party was preparing for an exchange meeting, several Jindan stage cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.

It is true that they are fighting among themselves, but they are not so crazy as to kill the geniuses of the other camp just because of their faction positions.

in contrast.

If it weren't for the fact that the third-generation leader, Master Qingling, was unable to reconcile the conflict between the two sides, each of them would have known that the best way to resolve their conflicts was to produce a new leader who was strong enough to suppress the disputes between the disciples from the aristocratic families and the independent disciples, and to develop together to face the outside world.

……

Jiang Sheng, who was teleported out of the arena's barrier by the refuge talisman, stood there in a daze.

In his hand was still the replica of the Zhenyang Ding that he had painstakingly refined over the past year, and he was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

At that moment, there was only one thought in his mind.

"Irresistible."

Jiang Sheng couldn't understand.

"A mid-grade magical weapon, irresistible, how could this be?"

He suddenly thought of a possibility!
When Jiang Sheng turned his head and looked at Li Mo who was slowly walking down from the stage, he seemed to see a mountain, a mountain that made him feel despair and that he would never be able to climb over in his lifetime. His right hand, which was holding the imitation Zhenyang Ding, could not help but tremble.

What's sad and funny is that he had just been shouting at this person that God is unfair and that the sun shines on you but not on me. He also acted like a hero in his twilight years whose ambitions could not be fulfilled and wanted to have a good fight with the other party.

At this moment, Jiang Sheng suddenly woke up, feeling ashamed. He finally understood that there are mountains beyond mountains and there are heavens beyond heavens.

He suddenly felt ashamed and almost fell down.

"Senior Brother Jiang!"

Chen Lan ran over quickly and offered to support him.

"what happened to you?"

Seeing Jiang Sheng covering his face with his left hand and tears streaming down his face, Chen Lan thought that he was unwilling to accept failure, so she immediately started crying anxiously and kept trying to comfort him.

"Brother, this is just the final examination of the Advanced Training Hall, not a life-and-death struggle. We are all disciples of the Lingmu Sect, so you must not take it seriously!"

"I know."

After a long time, Jiang Sheng stood up again, heartbroken.

"I simply hate my own arrogance, my own ignorance. My ancestors repeatedly told me to be virtuous, to be humble, to distinguish between love and hate, and to be open and honest. Yet, I have unknowingly become conceited, self-righteous, arrogant, ignorant, and insolent. I am guilty..."

Chen Lan heard this and looked for comfort.

"Brother, don't say that. You're already very good. You don't have to force yourself. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. You're just..."

"Senior Brother Jiang Sheng."

After hearing this, Chen Yu slowly approached.

Seeing this, Chen Lan quickly showed a pleading look.

"Xiaoyu, please persuade Senior Brother Jiang!"

Chen Yu took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Sheng.

"This isn't just your fault. We've all made the mistake of being arrogant, self-righteous, conceited, ignorant, and looking down on others. Now that Li Mo has shown his extraordinary talent, he's like a pearl that has been cleared of dust. He will surely spread his wings and soar into the sky! From today on, he will no longer be our senior brother, but... our uncle."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he felt lost and left in disappointment.

He has a very high opinion of himself and is confident that he is a man of great perseverance and has the ability to change his fate.

But only then did he realize that the life he wanted to change was standing in front of him, and he was a living person!

"Where's Brother Xunhuan?"

As a member of the loser group, Ye Fuhu looked at Lu Shun, Lu Tong, Lu Cuicui, Song Xiang and others who came to support him. He showed a hint of despair. The time was too short and he had no time to recover any magic power.

However, at this time, Ye Xunhuan was not there.

"do not know."

"He seemed to have left just now..."

Ye Fuhu gritted his teeth. This was his most vulnerable moment. He was totally at a loss and longed for Brother Xunhuan's help and comfort.

However, no one knew where Ye Xunhuan had run to.

As the competition for the top three in the loser group began, he was forced to go to the ring alone.

The moment he stepped into the barrier, the noise outside stopped abruptly. Ye Fuhu suddenly realized that he had grown up and was no longer the little tiger who needed to chase Ye Xunhuan to play with him every day.

He is Ye Fuhu!
……

After winning the championship, Li Mo returned to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng, Ye Xuan, and Zhu Yidan all looked at him with shocked and admiring eyes. Ma Ling, Niu Li, Yang Guang and others also ran over, and then more people approached this side, and everyone looked at Li Mo.

At this moment, Li Mo is undoubtedly the center of attention, the champion of this session of disciples, and the undisputed eldest brother!
Because Li Mo's performance just now was too exaggerated, although most of the disciples realized that Li Mo's strength was unfathomable, only a very few people could perceive his foundation-building stage cultivation.

Not all Qi training disciples can keenly detect the fleeting spiritual pressure.

The vast majority of students of the same grade are not even qualified to catch up with him.

"Big Brother!"

"Elder brother..."

Shi Yongjie from the loser group also started fighting against Ye Fuhu.

Just for a moment.

Because Ye Fuhu's previous battle with Jiang Sheng was too intense, his magic power was completely exhausted. He could only rely on martial arts to dodge continuously. He was soon cut down by Shi Yongjie's sword, turned into a white light, and disappeared in the barrier.

As the winner, Shi Yongjie stood on the ring in a daze, a little dazed for a moment.

Outside the ring, Ye Fuhu let out a long sigh, then left alone in loneliness.

"Shi Yongjie wins!"

The referee officially announced the result.

in this way.

The top three in the final examination of this year's Continuing Education Hall disciples have been decided. They are first-place Li Mo, second-place Jiang Sheng, and third-place Shi Yongjie.

some of.

As the third seat, Shi Yongjie is undoubtedly the most surprising one.

(End of this chapter)