Whether human or demon, no one is born with original sin. The world is about to fall into chaos. If Xu Beixuan can withstand this test, he may become the future leader of this world.
While I was thinking, I heard cheers.
The disciples of the Five Thunder Sword Temple, both men and women, put aside their past grudges and worked together to cheer for their fellow disciples.
Thus, the competition officially begins!
First, the disciples of various sects walked up the steps, saluted with their fists, and then pointed their swords.
This is a matter of courtesy before force, and to the point.
Soon, the disciples of the nine major sects stood on the ring, and the disciples of other sects walked around the ring with high spirits and focused expressions.
Both sides gently drew out the wooden swords behind them and slowly stepped forward, interweaving beautiful sword energy in the air. This scene was like a beautiful painting, intoxicating.
Bang!
"good!"
“Good job!”
With the shouts of the onlookers, the Taoist competition was going on fiercely. Almost all the disciples wanted to stand out here, become famous in one fell swoop, obtain a high status, and lead the trend!
They mobilized their internal energy, flew up, and attacked their opponents directly. The sword energy surged and the sword light splashed everywhere, causing everyone to exclaim in amazement.
Zhang Ling focused his attention on the defensive stage of Wu Lei Jian Temple.
The disciple sent by the Five Thunder Sword Temple this time was a female disciple. Zhang Ling recognized her. She was the one who had blocked the door of Huangyuan and said that she wanted to ask for an explanation from her master Qingxuan, and asked Zhang Ling not to be a coward and not to be a man.
Although this woman has a hot temper, her body is also hot and she is also very delicate and beautiful.
She brandished her sword, releasing a brilliant sword energy. Two bangs pierced the air and struck the bluestone not far away. More and more disciples or elders from other Taoist temples were watching and paying attention to this.
"I recognize this woman! She is Ying Caixia, the chief disciple of the North Pavilion of the Five Thunder Sword Temple!"
"Ying Caixia! Is that the Ying Caixia who is as famous as Xu Beixuan?"
"Indeed, it seems there's nothing unfounded in this world. It's been rumored for a long time that Ying Caixia's strength is on par with Xu Beixuan's. I originally thought it was exaggerated, or that the Five Thunder Sword Temple had released false news to confuse us and disrupt our disciples' Daoist minds during the Daoist sect competition. Now it seems to be true!"
Several elders from other Taoist sects chatted with each other, and all of them praised Ying Caixia with admiration.
Reflecting the colorful clouds?
Zhang Ling looked at the girl, but shook his head. It seemed that Ying Caixia was Qingxuan's last disciple. She had spread the word earlier that after the competition was over, she would definitely ask him about the scandal surrounding her master Qingxuan.
Zhang Ling didn't understand at the time. He was like a dragon that was hard to find, giving people a feeling of being unpredictable and mysterious.
However, no one dared to interfere in Zhang Ling's affairs. After all, this matter involved Qingxuan, the person in charge of the North Pavilion. Even the elders of the South Garden turned a blind eye. They did not dare to interfere even when Zhang Ling fell asleep while listening to the Taoist scriptures.
However, as the competition progressed, the spectators became more and more nervous, because such a competition was related to the future ranking of their own Taoist sect, and the Taoist sect that failed would be further and further away from the road of revitalization and development, and might even be on the verge of dissolution, reorganization or merger.
To this end, every disciple of each sect tried their best to perform at their best, and the original words of "stopping when necessary" were gradually forgotten. At this moment, they fought for honor, for themselves and for the sect behind them.
Bang!
Bang!
Ying Caixia knocked down the disciples who came to challenge her one after another. In the eyes of everyone, she seemed to have superb swordsmanship, agile body, and even ease. She did not feel any effort in this round-robin battle, but rather became a little bored.
"No, if this continues, the Five Thunder Sword Temple will probably be in trouble!"
"We must put aside our prejudices and join forces!"
Some high-ranking Taoist leaders gathered together and began to discuss. They decided not to give Ying Caixia a chance to breathe and to fight her no matter what!
Now that Xu Beixuan has missed the Taoist competition held once every three hundred years for no reason, there is no better opportunity than this one. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he may be able to rise to the top and become the leader of the Taoist sect in one step. If he misses this opportunity, I am afraid there will be no hope in the future.
"If we can defeat Ying Caixia, our hope will be great!"
Thus, almost by tacit agreement, the number of attackers from the Five Thunder Sword Temple increased sharply in the nine arenas.
There were many powerful disciples who made Ying Caixia feel a little overwhelmed.
Among them, there was a male disciple with amazing sword skills. His sword skills were like a tide gathering and attacking in all directions. Even so, Ying Caixia still won in the final fierce battle, but she was also sweating profusely and her face was flushed.
But the challengers did not give him a chance to breathe, and they kept coming into battle one after another. As the competition progressed, the swordsmanship became more and more fierce, and everyone's attacks became more and more sharp.
The battle lasted for three days and three nights. Finally, a blindfolded male disciple stepped onto the stage and launched a final attack on Ying Caixia.
He was confident, holding his sword, and roared to the sky. Although he was blindfolded, his mind was clear and he seemed to be able to see clearly in all directions. As the dragon roared, his momentum gradually soared, making everyone break out in a cold sweat.
"This is the Dragon Roar Sword Technique!"
"It's actually the Dragon Roar Sword Technique!"
The Taoist elders and leaders were astonished. It turned out to be the long-lost Dragon Roar Sword Technique. Which Taoist sect's ultimate skill was this? It had been hidden until now, and it had been revealed to the public.
Dragon Roar Sword Technique?
Zhang Ling looked carefully, shook his head and said nothing.
This sword technique does not involve the essence of dragon roar, but the sound made by a giant python when it transforms into a python dragon and undergoes tribulation. It has a hint of the charm of a dragon, but it is far inferior to that of a dragon!
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