Chapter 1042

Qin Shiyue caught Zhang Xiaohua to interrogate her about the pill furnace, which Sakra and the others didn't know about. If Qin Shiyue could get her hands on it, it would be a great achievement. Even if she couldn't get her hands on it, she would have other relics of the Way of Immortality. Therefore, when she saw Zhang Xiaohua fall into the water, she knew that Zhang Xiaohua wouldn't survive, so she left and didn't mention this matter again!

Of course, the power behind Zhang Xiaohua didn't show up later, and there were no clues, which made Qin Shiyue quite sad. As for Xu Jiaotong, when Qin Shiyue returned to the Tenryū Sect, she also went with her. The flood dragon of the four seas was a subordinate of the Tenryū Sect, so Qin Shiyue took Xu Jiaotong with her. As for the status, who cared about it?

Xu Jiaotong saw Qin Shiyue scolding her, so she stole a glance at Garuda, who was resting on the high platform with his eyes closed, and said in a low voice, "Little Yueyue, I know the disciples of the Tenryū Sect don't lack this, but … but this cultivation method sounds very powerful, and it can be practiced to the Way of Immortality. Even if … you don't mind, if you can get it and give it to my father … it won't be a waste of me serving you for so many years!"

Qin Shiyue frowned, "Jiao, if … if you want it, I'll ask the Heavenly King for it. We have no reason to mess up the Heavenly King's plan!"

"So … then, who do you think the Heavenly King will send?"

"This …" Qin Shiyue looked at the crowd and said in a low voice, "This cultivation method is meaningless to the disciples of the Tenryū Sect. Who will fight for this useless thing?

I guess … the Heavenly King doesn't plan to let the disciples fight at all! "

"Really?" Xu Jiaotong's face lit up, and she said, "Then … isn't this a good opportunity?

If you volunteer to fight, you can make the Tenryū Sect famous, and you can also get this secret manual for me. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone? "

"This …"

"Are you going or not?" Xu Jiaotong really acted like a spoiled child!

Qin Shiyue was helpless. She looked around and got up and went to the high platform. As Qin Shiyue said, Garuda didn't take this matter seriously, and didn't plan to let the disciples fight. But since Qin Shiyue volunteered and had nothing to do, she nodded slightly.......

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It seemed like Dalin Temple and Dragon Sect had the same idea.

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They had to give face to the Tenryū Sect, so they nodded.

When Qin Shiyue put the slip of paper with her name into the small hole in the arena, Abbess Xue Zhen patted the arena, and the small hole immediately disappeared. After a while, the eight arenas were covered by a faint light screen.

Nun Xuezhen said loudly, "662 disciples will be assigned to the eight platforms. For the sake of fairness, disciples of the same sect will not appear in the same platform."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a buzzing sound. Two lines of words appeared on the light screens of the eight platforms. They were the names of the two people who were going to fight in the arena.

The platforms looked very fair. Qin Shiyue, who had just put his name in, was arranged to fight in the first round. When he saw his name, he frowned. When he saw his opponent, he became even more impatient. His opponent was an extremely young disciple from the Tenryū Sect.

When the disciple saw his opponent's name, he was stunned. He didn't expect to be so unlucky as to meet the Tenryū Sect as soon as he got on the platform. Qin Shiyue looked at him impatiently. It was as if he was a fly. If he didn't fly away, he might be swatted to death.

Therefore, even though the disciple knew that injuries were prohibited on the platform, he still bowed and said with a smile, "I was very lucky to be able to pass the first round. To be able to meet … Senior Brother Qin on the platform is a kind of fate. I know I'm not Senior Brother Qin's opponent, so I admit defeat!"

After he finished speaking, he jumped down from the platform.

"Well, you're from the Tenryū Sect. Not bad!" Qin Shiyue commented casually and jumped down from the platform.

"Little Yue Yue, you … are so awe-inspiring!" Xu Jiaotong pulled Qin Shiyue and whispered with a smile.

"Shh, you're not afraid of being laughed at. I'm not awe-inspiring. It's the Tenryū Sect's awe-inspiring!" Qin Shiyue said proudly.

There were several more rounds, but they were all very boring. Whenever a disciple from the other sects met a disciple from one of the five major sects, they would all jump down from the platform and admit defeat. The only one who did so was a disciple from the Floating Mountain Village. When he met Hu Ben, he saw Hu Ben's tall figure and thought he was clumsy. He wanted to use his superior Qinggong to fight him. If he could gain something, he might become famous in Jianghu.

Who would have thought that when Hu Ben swung his copper staff, he would be mesmerized by the sound of the Soul Devouring Rod. When he regained his senses, the thick copper staff was already on his forehead. He almost collapsed on the platform. His legs went soft and he couldn't even walk. It was the Floating Mountain Village's Head who went up to the platform and carried him down.

This disciple from the Floating Mountain Village could be considered a lesson for those who came after him. Those who originally had some thoughts of being careful had long since given up. No one dared to challenge the dignity of the five major sects. The disciples of the five major sects had a smooth journey until the Righteous Alliance's Li Feng met the Dalin Temple's Yuan Wu.

Li Feng was a tall man in his thirties. His weapon was different from the others. He used a white wax spear. When he saw his name appear at the same time as the Dalin Temple's name, he couldn't help but frown. He jumped onto the platform.

Among the Dalin Temple's group, a short and thin disciple also jumped onto the platform. He held a very ordinary looking wooden staff in his hand. Looking at his age, he seemed to be in his twenties.

The two got on the platform and saluted each other. Li Feng waved his spear and the red tasseled spear tip exploded. He called out: "Young Master Yuan Wu, I'm older. I'll let you have one move!"

Yuan Wu waved the wooden staff in a circle in front of him. He raised one hand and nodded: "Many thanks, Benefactor Li, for letting me win!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Wu didn't hold back and swung the wooden staff towards Li Feng's waist. Yuan Wu was originally a lower generation disciple of the Dalin Temple. He was lucky enough to be chosen to come to the Incense Cult. Elder Changgeng made it clear that it was a matter of experience and experience. If he really cared about face, Kong Chan, Kong Jian and the other disciples behind him would have been chosen long ago.

Before the wooden staff could get close to Li Feng's body, the sound of the wind could be heard. "Good move!"

Li Feng shouted and leaped up like a sparrow hawk. Looking at his Qing Gong, it was obvious that his Qing Gong was better than Yuan Wu's Qing Gong!

Yuan Wu's attack was obviously meant to test Li Feng's strength. When he saw that Li Feng's Qing Gong was good, he immediately retracted his staff. He was afraid that Li Feng would have more powerful moves waiting for him.

Li Feng was disappointed when he saw that Yuan Wu didn't chase after him. Yuan Wu's move was indeed a bait. Once Yuan Wu chased after him, Li Feng would give him a thunderous strike. Unfortunately … he could only land on the ground, turn his spear, and stab with all his heart!

There were very few people who used spears in Jianghu. Those who used such a weapon would have extraordinary moves. Sure enough, Li Feng's spear was like a dragon that came out of the sea. It circled around Yuan Wu's body. As long as there was a slight opening, he would be able to break through the door!

Unfortunately, Yuan Wu's performance disappointed Li Feng once again. When Yuan Wu saw that he was inferior to Li Feng, he immediately brandished his wooden stick and countered Li Feng's every move. He was not greedy and did not attack recklessly.

The saying that the world's martial arts originated from the Dalin Temple might be an exaggeration, but there was some truth to it. Other than the widely spread Arhat Fist and Liuhe Fist, they all originated from the Dalin Temple. Even the Qi Mei Staff Technique originated from the Dalin Temple.

As for the monks of Dalin Temple, their martial arts might not reach the pinnacle, but all of them had excellent fundamentals. This was the same for Yuan Wu. Since he had accepted his position, Li Feng really didn't have any good ideas. If it was under normal circumstances, Li Feng would know that as long as he attacked for a while, this monk would definitely show an opening. However, this was the Sword Discourse Arena, and there was only an incense stick's worth of time left. More than half of the time had already passed, and there were no signs of an opening. Li Feng couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Thinking about Alliance Master Zhang San's warning and his deep gaze, Li Feng clenched his teeth and circulated his energy, thrusting his spear forward. "Whoosh!" It actually caused the sound of the wind as it pierced straight towards Yuan Wu's face. Yuan Wu didn't dare to be careless. He held his wooden stick horizontally, blocking Li Feng's spear, and lifted it up, raising the spearhead above his head. At this moment, Yuan Wu's eyes slightly looked up at the spearhead. With a slight movement of his hand, Li Feng's hand cracked into three parts. Li Feng strode forward and raised the end of the spear with his right hand, as if he was using a three-part stick. With a whoosh, his wooden stick smashed onto Yuan Wu's wooden stick. "Bang!

"Bam!" The two sticks collided. A wave of pain came from the area between Monk Yuan Wu's thumb and forefinger. Monk Yuan Wu had received several heavy blows from Li Feng and his hand was already cracked. This time, Li Feng used all his strength. How could his hands not bleed?

Feeling the huge force from Li Feng's three-section staff, Monk Yuan Wu felt bitter. However, he still forcefully channeled his inner energy and raised his arms to withstand the force. Then, he spun his left leg and kicked towards Li Feng's lower body. "Hehe." Seeing that Monk Kong Wu had the intention of attacking Li Feng's weak point to save his weak point, Li Feng understood. He used the momentum to dodge and pulled out his left hand. With a slight movement of his fingers, a flash of light came out from his sleeve. It was a sharp dagger.

Li Feng held the dagger in his left hand and bent his body. He channeled his inner energy and stabbed it towards Monk Yuan Wu's chest!

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