Chapter 227: Struggle within the inner sect
The two men had a fierce battle that lasted for a long time, and they fought fiercely with each other.
On the contrary, many disciples outside the magic circle were addicted to it.
"Hiss..." Shu Chitu took a breath of air and said, "Brother, these two have really gained a lot from their practice in the past few years."
"This is much better than when we expanded the mountain together. Much more powerful.”
Lu Ye nodded.
Back then, Kuoshan and the two had not yet mastered the true form of the Blood Demon, so they both used their own spells.
Even on the night of the black market arrest a few years ago, Zhu Jian could only rely on the Fire Crow Fan to show off his power. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for several years, his strength had greatly increased.
However, he had countless dealings with the blood demon summoned by the Ascension Talisman, and his vision became vicious.
The battle between these two people just now seemed fierce, but the blood and fire on their bodies dispersed but did not condense, and most of them were actually wasted.
His own white bone Yaksha body is stronger than the two of them.
"Senior brother..." Zhu Jian came out of the magic circle, but Yuan Qing'er pounced on him regardless of what others were looking at.
"Junior sister..." Seeing Yuan Qing'er's enthusiasm, Zhu Jian pulled away awkwardly and did not dare to say another word. He turned around and left, standing back in front of his Taoist companion Qian Jinjin.
Qian Jinjin gave him a hard look and said nothing more.
Yuan Qing'er found herself bored and stood aside sadly.
Kang Shu coughed up blood and walked by, looked at Yuan Qing'er indifferently, and returned to the queue of inner disciples silently, taking the elixir and seizing the time to heal his injuries.
Then the other inner disciples will appear in the order of drawing lots.
Among them, there are also those who use the blood devil's true form to attack, but they are not as crazy as Zhu Jian and Kang Shu. They lack the crazy energy and it is not very enjoyable to watch.
There are also people who use the Xiexin Knife spell. The knife is just a vague shadow, but when it is slashed out, there will be endless screams following it.
Everyone outside the magic circle felt that their souls were not solid, as if they were about to be sucked away by the knife.
Among the many inner disciples, only a few used the blood handprint, and among them was Zhu Jian's Taoist companion Qian Jinjin.
Qian Jinjin was facing an inner sect female disciple, so he slapped the back of his head, and the magic power on his body spun wildly, forming a big bloody palm on top of his head.
This blood palm is naturally far inferior to what Wu Feng used before. It is only about ten feet in size, and none of the fingerprints, palm prints, pores, etc. are visible on it.
However, it is enough to be used in the battle between disciples in the middle stage of Qi training.
Qian Jinjin commanded the blood palm, crushing the opponent's evil heart knife with one palm, breaking the opponent's blood demon's true body with the second palm, and grabbing the opponent's body with just a slight squeeze with the third palm.
The opponent's female disciple screamed and was almost crushed to death, and she hurriedly shouted for mercy.
When Qian Jinjin released his bloody palm, he saw that the female disciple's hair, eyebrows and robe had been burned to pieces, revealing her naked body, and she was almost pinched by a palm to reach nirvana.
Originally a slender girl, now she not only had her hair removed, but also had burn marks on her body from head to toe, and her skin was completely ruined.
Wang Hu smacked his lips and kept talking about sin, what has become of a good woman.
Zhang Cunyi looked at him with a strange look and said, Second brother, if I remember correctly, your opponent was seduced by your poisonous steamed buns, causing the beauty bee to switch sides, and his skin was ulcerated and his face was swollen like a melon. It may not be much better.
Wang Hu shook his head and said no, no, at least I didn't take off her clothes. The swelling on the woman's face looked scary, but in fact, she must be poisoned by the poisonous bees she raised, and she can always recover.
Zhang Cunyi sneered and said, "This is a fallacy. If you take fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps, it will cause the same poisonous damage."
Lu Ye ignored the two people's arguments and only looked carefully at the bloody palm made by Qian Jinjin outside the magic circle.
Among the inner disciples, the most powerful one is Qian Jinjin.
I am afraid that my cultivation has reached the sixth level of Qi training, and I may break through to the later stage of Qi training at any time.
If a fifth elder really appears in Xuanmo Sect, it will most likely be this female cultivator who was born as a merchant's concubine.
Lu Zhiyi was thinking that if he used the Six Soul Swallowing Dragon Path or the White Bone Yaksha Body, he didn't know if he would be able to fight this guy to a draw.
The competition among the inner disciples continues on the field.
However, after seeing Zhu Jian’s blood demon body and Qian Jinjin’s bloody handprints, Lu Ye closed his eyes and stopped paying attention.
During this period, Yuan Qing'er also took her turn in the ring, but she used her own big fan magic weapon. She has also made great progress in the past few years, and she can make bushes of ghost fire every time she strikes.
In addition, there were hurricane bursts while the fan was waving. The fire took advantage of the wind, and the wind assisted the fire. Balls of white ghost fire completely ignited the magic circle.
Although this ghost fire is called fire, it is extremely cold. The disciples outside the magic circle felt bitingly cold and hurriedly used their magic power to drive away the cold.
She also won a battle with this skill, but in another battle, she was unlucky. The disciple opposite was someone who practiced the Xiexin Sword. He used a big flag to protect his left and right sides, and then The mana boiled and condensed into an illusory sword in the air.
With just a slash forward, Yuan Qing'er's soul was stabbed. The sea of consciousness seemed to be torn apart, and the whole person was fascinated.
I don’t know what scenes she saw or what sweet dreams she had in her ecstasy.
She dumbly called "Senior Brother" with a weird smile on her face. She didn't care about the fight and left the magic circle and ran towards Zhu Jian.
While walking, he took off his clothes, and after a few steps, only his bellyband was left to cover his body. The spring scenery was so graceful that Zhu Jian was so frightened that he hid behind Qian Jinjin.
Qian Jinjin is still decisive, just scold him!
A slap on Yuan Qing'er's face woke her up. Yuan Qing'er was so ashamed that she covered her face, choked, dressed and ran away. Naturally, she lost this round.
About half an hour passed before the inner disciples finished their competition.
Mo Ruyan and Wu Feng discussed for a while and decided that a few inner disciples who had lost all the battles would be among the dead.
The three inner disciples including Qian Jinjin were selected as the top three. After the outer disciples competed for the top four places, they would be rewarded together.
Wu Feng took action as usual, killing the inner disciple like he was trampling an ant. Everyone watched with sadness.
Outer sect disciples always want to become inner sect disciples, but becoming inner sect disciples cannot escape the ten-year competition. If they are at the bottom, they will still die.
The morale of the inner disciples is not high. Even if they are lucky enough to pass this time, can they survive the next ten years?
Seeing the morale of all the disciples drop visibly.
Mo Ruyan stood up and coughed.
"Disciples, the first round of the competition has ended."
"Congratulations to all of you for successfully passing."
"Now, there is only one final test left. This assessment is for those who are willing to take the bait and is not forced.”
"It is to give four places to the outstanding disciples of the outer sect to become inner sect disciples."
"Whoever has the courage to give it a try, please come forward!" All the outer sect disciples looked at each other and finally walked out of the crowd. Ten people come.
Xiao Huanxi has the most disciples, including Qi Fangfang, Lu Ye, and two other male cultivators.
The other elders each had two or three disciples, but as for Elder Tang, not a single one came forward.
Those who stood up were those who had broken through to the middle stage of Qi training. Lu Ye estimated that most of them were at the fourth level of Qi training, and there were probably some at the fifth level.
Xiao Huanxi looked coldly at Qi Fangfang and Lu Ye, but did not expect that these two people would dare to stand up.
In the battle just now, the performance of the two could only be considered acceptable. She sneered, but was prepared to watch their jokes.
"Okay!" Wu Feng said with a smile, "We can stand up to ten people, but it's not a lot."
He had an extra bamboo tube in his hand, and he held a handful in his hand. The bamboo stick is turned upside down, with the head at the bottom, depicting a snake, scorpion, centipede, toad, and gecko.
"My lots are ten and five pairs, and the heads of each pair are shaped like the same monster."
"Come up and draw lots. Those who draw a pair will fight each other."
"Just come up and draw lots."
"Just come up and draw lots." Let’s fight according to the order of the five demons above!”
“The five winners will compete for the top four! It doesn’t matter if you lose the five, you can choose a winner to challenge, and if you win, you can take his place. ”
“Until the last four, no one challenged each other, and they decided against each other. ”
"The sect has also prepared corresponding rewards. I hope all the disciples will work hard!"
As soon as he let go, there was a crackling sound, and the bamboo stick fell into the bamboo tube. Ten disciples went up to draw lots.
Lu Ye drew the lottery and took a look, but it was a gecko, ranked at the bottom of the first round. Looking left and right, he found Qi Fangfang looking at him with bitterness in her eyes.
It turns out that she also has an extra tiger sign in her hand.
"Junior Brother Lu..." Qi Fangfang smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that we would be fighting."
"You have to be careful, junior sister, I will not give up easily."
Lu Ye said with a smile.
“Even if Senior Sister Qi fights with all her strength, Junior Brother, I will not show mercy.”
At this time Wu Feng coughed on the stone platform.
“The one who wins the snake lottery comes forward to fight!”
Two of the ten people walked out and entered the magic circle. However, one used the poison technique and the other used the sound technique. They were the disciples of Du Tutuo and Bu Laotong, and they started fighting fiercely.
Lu Ye, Qi Fangfang and other disciples who did not take their turn retreated into the crowd.
He was wondering, Qi Fangfang knew that the elders of the sect masters were wary of her, so why did she still fight so actively?
"Senior Brother," Shu Chitu whispered from the side, "You have to be careful later, Senior Sister Qi's flying sword is very sharp!"
"Hers The Swift Wind Sword is a long sword with wind attributes. It is very fast and uses the method of attacking enemies quickly.”
Lu Ye nodded and said softly.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Shu, for reminding me. I've seen it before, so it's okay."
While the two were talking, the winner had been decided, causing the disciple of the poison technique to release the flying poisonous scorpion. , even though the Yin Gong disciple shot most of them, he was still bitten on the neck by a poisonous scorpion.
On the spot, his whole body was as stiff as a tree, and he fell down like a wooden stake, losing the first game.
The following matches were quickly completed. Everyone had seen the top disciples of the inner sect fighting each other. The battles between the best disciples of the outer sect were only at the average level of the inner sect, and were not as fierce and eye-catching.
Soon, it was Lu Ye and Qi Fangfang's turn.
After the two saluted.
Qi Fangfang stopped being polite and shouted!
The flying sword in her hand was unsheathed, and it immediately shook in the air and pulled out an afterimage, heading straight for Lu Ye!
Qi Fangfang's sword only moves one quick word. It is not as differentiated as Gu Changqing's before. It is numerous and confusing, making the enemy focus on one thing and miss another.
Lu Ye's eyes flashed, and the flying sword had disappeared.
However, despite his keen martial mind, he was least afraid of such a single sword attack. Before the sword came, the skin on the back of his head felt bitingly cold, predicting in advance where the opponent's sword was going to land.
"Defense!"
Lu Ye put his fingers together, flew out the bone sword, and stabbed out fiercely.
Ding……
There was a crisp sound, but two flying swords collided together, sparks flying!
"Huh..."
Lu Ye and his own magical weapon, the Bone Sword, had a connection, and immediately discovered that a random word was broken on the sword's head.
My own bone sword is a first-class medium-grade magical weapon obtained by Shu Chitu from the black market, and Qi Fangfang's blast sword is at least a first-class high-grade magical weapon.
The two collided. Although the bone sword blocked the opponent's thrust, he himself was injured and the sword head was broken.
Qi Fangfang screamed sharply.
"Junior brother, the quality of my sword is better than your bone sword, be careful!"
She made a quick gesture on the opposite side, and a swift wind sword left phantoms in the air, stabbing Xiang Luye.
"Senior sister, high-grade magic weapons may not be able to withstand me!"
Lu Ye laughed loudly, simply put away the bone sword, slapped the back of his head, and used his magic power to fly into the air, forming a black A lacquered bone claw.
"Bone Claw Big Capture!"
He shouted, using his big claws in four directions, even with defense, to capture the Swift Wind Sword.
(End of this chapter)