Eternal Sacred King Chapter 125: Lingfeng No. 1
Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, a day passes.
The light of the array pattern of the ten towers is constantly shining throughout this day.
On the first row of the Shizhen Monument, there is no handwriting in the blank name.
When the last person of the Ten Array Tower was teleported out, the first row of the Ten Array Monument remained unchanged.
Not to mention the many trial disciples gathered in the formation, even the eyes of the head of the Four Peaks showed a trace of disappointment.
"Who is this person, why hasn't he shown up yet?"
"Does this person really take a false name as dust?"
The curiosity of many disciples about the mysterious intruder has reached its limit, and they panicked.
Xuan Yi stood up and said loudly: "The formation of the peak is over, this time the first person on the peak is the formation of the peak disciple Zhong Wen."
In the crowd, there was a sparse burst of cheers, not enthusiastic.
Everyone knows that the reason why Zhong Wen got the first place is only because the mysterious man who made the formation did not show up.
At this time, Zhong Wen smiled bitterly while looking at the ten monuments.
The title of No. 1 in the Array this year is probably the least convincing to fall on his head.
The first five peaks disperse first.
in mid-air, Wen Xuan was still unwilling, and then asked: "Xuan Yi, don't sell Guanzi, who is this one?"
Xuan Yi smiled without saying a word, pondered a little, turned the topic off, and asked: "After Wufeng competed in art, Su Zimo and Feng Haoyu fought, where are you going, what are your plans?"
"The location doesn't matter, the result is the same." Wen Xuan said lightly.
Xuan Yi shook his head and said: "This battle is highly anticipated. Among the sects, I am afraid that it is no less than Wufeng's better art, so let's be more cautious."
"Su Zimo is forbidden to step into Lingfeng, Lingfeng’s spiritual battlefield is no longer good. After all, Su Zimo is a Qifeng disciple, and it’s not appropriate to be on Qifeng. The rest are Fufeng, Jinfeng, Danfeng’s spirit battlefield is one of three choices,” said the young Hefa boy.
Xuan Yi suddenly said: "At the peak."
"OK." Wen Xuan nodded.
There are no objections to the other first seats, and the matter is settled.
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Every year, the Lingfeng competition is placed on the last day, and it is also the most important event of the sect, including all the monks.
No matter how strong the formation, talisman, alchemy, or refining is, the ultimate goal of these is to enhance the strength of the monks.
In the realm of comprehension, the weak and the strong eat the strong, and the strength is the respect!
is more cruel than the jungle mountains where ferocious beasts are rampant. This is exactly what Dieyue made Su Zimo's life in the Canglang Mountain Range for a year.
It’s just that Su Zimo has just stepped into the realm of comprehension, and hasn't really gone out to trespass, and he hasn’t experienced the dangers in the realm of comprehension.
On the fifth day, Lingfeng is more artistic.
Wufeng disciples almost all came to the scene. Among the inner gates, many disciples from closed doors also rushed, and some sect elders also came to watch.
The rules of Lingfeng's better art are very simple. The sect disciples stepped forward to draw lots, paired with each other, catching and killing each other, and the final winner was the first person of the Lingfeng!
Although he is better at Qifeng and Danfeng, Feng Haoyu lost two games in a row.
But in the Lingfeng competition, Feng Haoyu is still the loudest and the first disciple of Wufeng.
In the process of competing with his opponents, Feng Haoyu has indeed demonstrated his due strength.
from beginning to end, winning streak all the way, no one hindered him too much.
Many disciples in the trial have heard that Feng Haoyu has already practiced one of the three secret techniques of the sect, "Essential Sword", and wants to have a glimpse at Lingfeng Art.
But Feng Haoyu never used this secret technique.
In addition to Feng Haoyu, the cold and gentle performance really surprised everyone.
Although there is no inferior spirit weapon, Leng Rou, based on the skill of the imperial sword, cooperated with many talisman, and defeated many powerful enemies of Lingfeng.
The cold and soft flying sword carries a icy chill. If you are not careful, the flying sword will collide with it, it will be covered with a layer of frost, and your flexibility will be greatly reduced.
Of course, the most unexpected thing is the little fat man.
Little Fatty is only nine layers of Qi condensing, and he doesn't have much advantage in the art of swordsmanship.
, but with the help of the inferior giant axe spirit weapon gifted by Su Zimo, and with the powerful technique of refining the body, the little fat man succeeded in continuous leapfrog challenges and defeated many Dzogchen practitioners.
The final battle is still between Feng Haoyu and Leng Rou.
Although the soft and soft talisman emerges endlessly and ever-changing, Feng Haoyu's swordsmanship is even better.
With the aid of the aura of the wind attribute, the flying sword becomes more elegant and agile in Feng Haoyu's hands.
Before sunset, Lingfeng Competition ends.
Not surprisingly, Feng Haoyu won first place in Lingfeng!
Second, cold and soft.
Little Fatty won third place.
The first prize of Lingfeng is also the most generous. It not only rewards many spirit stones, sect contribution points, but also can go to the spirit pill pavilion to choose a pill, go to the spirit weapon pavilion to select a low-grade spiritual weapon, and then go to the talisman Ge chooses a first-order talisman.
"Hey, it seems that someone will be crushed in the battle between Senior Brother Feng and Su Zimo tomorrow."
"Yes, even Leng Rou and Senior Brother Li lost to Senior Brother Feng for such a condensed Qi. Su Zimo's eighth condensed Qi level is really not enough to see."
After Lingfeng competed in art, no one was optimistic about Su Zimo.
"This Feng Haoyu won the first place in Lingfeng. It's too easy, I didn't use all my strength." Hefa teenager laughed.
Wenxuan couldn't hide his pride, nodded and said: "I think people can't be wrong. If it weren't, I would not beg the lord to let Hao Yu practice the secret technique of the sect in advance."
"In all fairness, Feng Haoyu, who possesses Feng Ling's roots, is indeed the best candidate to practice "The Vague Sword"." Leng **ren nodded.
Wenxuan smiled and said: "Before this battle~IndoMTL.com~ I told Hao Yu, if you use the secret technique of the sect to defeat your brother, even if you win the first place in the spiritual peak, you I also lost, unable to convince the crowd."
"Hao Yu is good, it didn't disappoint me."
The old man didn't say a word, and there was a touch of worry between his eyebrows.
The stronger the Feng Haoyu, the more miserable Su Zimo will be defeated tomorrow.
As his wishful lover, he couldn't bear to see Su Zimo being hit like this.
"Wen Xuan, give me a face, or tell Feng Haoyu, let's forget the battle tomorrow." After hesitating for a long time, the old man suddenly said.
As a bad old man, interceding for a disciple, it is quite difficult to say such a thing.
Xuan Yi, Hefa young man, Leng** was silent.
It’s not easy for them to interrupt.
Wenxuan was silent for a while, then said: "The arrow has been wound and has to be sent. I can't come forward with this matter."
"But..."
The old man was about to continue to persuade, Wen Xuan frowned, and interrupted: "Su Zimo wins Hao Yu two games in a row. Hao Yu won't be allowed to win him one game! Your disciple is a disciple, mine is Isn't it?"
After speaking, Wen Xuan left first, leaving the other four people in place.
The old man was a little embarrassed and sighed.
Hefa Shaoyoung coughed, and said, "Don’t blame him, Wen Xuan put too much effort on Feng Haoyu. Feng Haoyu lost two games in a row. Although Wen Xuan didn’t say anything, My heart is definitely not happy, human nature."
Xuan Yi also patted the old man's shoulder, and comforted: "It's okay. It's okay to let Su Zimo suffer a little setback. In the future, his achievements may not be weaker than Feng Haoyu."
"The road... is still long." Xuan Yi's eyes flickered, and he said meaningfully.