????As a faction known for its combat, there is no other explanation. Naturally, whoever is stronger will be the leader, and in the end, Lian Zhen and Wu Bu went up to the platform to fight.
In front of the open square on the top of the mountain, many disciples of the sect gathered together and looked at the two people standing in the center. Then Loran Hill raised his arm slightly, and the wind wall separating the two people suddenly dissipated, and then the competition began.
????As soon as the battle started, the two men disappeared from the ground. Then, afterimages of intertwined battles were heard in the air. The sound of metal clashing like firecrackers came from everywhere. Then, with a loud bang, Lian Zhen was smashed to the ground by Wu Bu, leaving a big hole.
????Striving to stand up on the cracked and broken ground, Lian Zhen rubbed his bleeding shoulder, where there was a cut half a finger deep, with dark red fluid flowing out.
"Not bad." He looked up at Wu Bu who was standing high in the sky. In his hand, he held a sharp and heavy Miao Dao, which was shaped like a seedling and suitable for holding with both hands. Made of dark-refined tungsten steel, although it looked narrow, it was still heavy and sharp, and had less wind resistance, making it more flexible than a broadsword.
????In comparison, Lian Zhen suffered from insufficient attack range. Although his pair of thunder fists were not weak, when the strength was similar, facing an opponent with the advantage of swords and knives, this gap was greatly magnified.
Wu Bu looked at Lian Zhen below in the air, shook his head slightly without answering, and continued to attack in silence. The figures of the two crossed each other in the air again. For a moment, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the thick red lightning split the sky, and the lingering sound continued.
????Finally, after repeated fights, Lian Zhen was finally defeated and fell to the ground, unable to stand up.
"Ubu wins this time." Loran Hill looked at the two people and announced the result, and then cheers rang out in the square.
In fact, the gap between Lian Zhen and Wu Bu is not that big, and everyone can accept whoever wins. However, some people feel a little regretful. If Lian Zhen had changed to an advantageous extraordinary weapon, he might have a chance of winning.
"Thank you." Wu Bu bowed, then faced the crowd, his bright eyes slowly sweeping over them, a sense of pride rising from his heart.
From today on, he is the head of the Tiger Roaring Nine Desolate Mountain. He will inherit the will of Senior Brother Huai Chang and take on the responsibility of leading everyone.
????After that, Loran Hill made way and let the new leader sit on the top throne to receive greetings from fellow disciples.
????The lively ceremonies and celebrations began and continued until the next day.
The next afternoon, after a nap, Loran Hill was in a good mood and walked briskly into the shade of the trees under a mountain.
The tall treetops were nearly a hundred meters high, and in the light green shade below stood a huge birdcage, with a white exotic bird lying inside.
????Today, Loran Hill was also wearing a white dress. It was not the kind of complicated and solemn dress, but a lighter dress suitable for summer. Her light-colored shoes made a slight sound as they stepped on the dead leaves and broken shadows in the forest.
Because it was early afternoon, the woods were quite quiet. I could occasionally hear birdsong in the distance, and the cheerful chirping of cicadas. The breeze from the forest brought a coolness to my nose and chest, a particularly pleasant feeling on a summer day.
???? His slender fingers brushed lightly across the bark covered with a little moss, giving him a fine, fluffy touch. The rough and hard part of the bark also came into his mind. Loran Hill walked past the tall trees in the forest and came to the cage of the strange bird.
????It’s very big. The girl raised her head and looked at the monster that was several heads taller than her. She thought for a while, then jumped lightly and came to the branch beside her. Only then could she look at the crouching head of the strange bird at eye level.
How to wake it up? Loran Hill sat in the tree branches, feeling the cool summer breeze blowing across his body, his fingers gently turning in the air. Soon a gust of wind blew up the feathers of the white bird, revealing the fluffy white down under the hard feathers.
????At this time, the white bird, which was even sleepier than Loran Hill, opened its eyes and looked around.
"Hello, you should be able to understand what I am saying." Loran Hill said.
"yue——" The white bird made a strange long sound, which had several changes and was very pleasant to the ear.
"It seems to be a positive answer." Seeing that the other party was in a good mood, Loran Hill nodded slightly.
"Were you practicing in the secret realm and just ran out recently?" she continued to ask.
The white bird tilted its head and thought for a moment, then nodded, its neck stretching and shrinking, making the girl next to it feel like laughing.
"Okay, let's continue."
"How did you learn your current class/sequence, or system?" After all, angel-sequence monsters are really rare.
The white bird thought for a while, as if trying to analyze and understand what Loran Hill meant. It seemed that although it could understand, it didn't quite understand it, and it needed a while to figure it out.
The bird then stood up slightly, and began to draw on the ground with the hooks on its toes. Soon, a picture with a soulful style appeared in front of the girl.
Fortunately, Loran Hill was also a person with a strong ability to understand, and he quickly understood the general course of events from the paintings of the little people.
It seems that this strange bird was not born in Baimanzhou by itself, but was brought in by someone many years ago. Let's call that person the owner of the white bird.
This ancient man with the white bird was a cultivator without any sect or school. It was not easy for a lone ranger to be outside. In addition, he did not know any healing methods, so he asked someone to buy the white bird with good potential. At that time, the white bird was only at the third level.
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