Chapter 3211

"Forget it ~" Mo Jianli shook his head and whispered something to Zhu Junfeng.

"Hehe," Zhu Junfeng stood up and stepped on his flying sword and rushed into the arena. He smiled and said, "My Changsheng Academy is here to make up the numbers. We can't be compared to Xiao Jin Temple and Jiang Chao Temple. However, in order to let everyone see an exciting performance, my Changsheng Academy has also arranged a simple lineup. We will fight with Xiao Jin Temple and Jiang Chao Temple later!"

Zhu Junfeng announced the name list of Changsheng Academy. It was Zhang Chunyang, Liu Chun, Ji Ming, Fan Xiang, Du Yuechen, Tai 'an, Qiu Jian, Li Mo Ming, Ji Dong, and Mo Jianli.

"Amitabha, the names of the three sects have been decided!"

Monk Ming Yue smiled and said, "Dean Zhu and I will be the judges. The benefactors below the arena are also the judges!

Let us wait and see which Fellow Immortal will have the last laugh! "

"Good …" The audience below the arena seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Now, they were clapping crazily, urging the Buddhist, Taoist, and Confucian sects to start the competition.

"You can go!"

Xiao Hua clapped his hands and handed the magic wand back to Yuanya. "Let this old man see how many tricks you have!"

"Yes …" Yuan Ya jumped down from the donkey cart and caught the magic wand in the air. When he landed, he left a deep footprint on the ground!

Yuan Ya naturally didn't need to use the ladder. With the magic wand in his hand, he jumped up and stepped on the pillar of the arena. His body borrowed the momentum and easily entered the arena!

"Clang!"

Yuan Ya put the magic wand on the arena and said indifferently, "Which bald donkey wants to die …"

"Wow …" The audience below the arena was in an uproar.

At this time, a slightly muscular monk also held a Buddhist staff in his hand. He was a little afraid and hesitant as he walked out from behind the arena. He was Xiao Jin Temple's monk, Jian Zheng.

This monk often fought with Yuan Ya, but because he had more people, he didn't suffer too much. Today, he saw himself facing this demon alone, and this demon had a black magic wand in his hand!

"Haha, you are Jian Zheng!"

When Yuan Ya saw this monk, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. "I don't know how many times I've beaten you up, but you actually caught up with me!"

Jianzheng shrunk his neck in fear. However, when he saw Zen Master Bright Moon's sharp gaze, Jianzheng could only raise the Zen staff in his hand and shout, "Yuanya, This Penniless Monk usually doesn't want to lower himself to your level, but today is different. I want to show you I's true cultivation!

If you're scared, just admit defeat and … "

Before Jian Zheng could finish, Yuanya roared and flew into the air. He raised his magic wand and shouted, "Bald donkey, eat this!"

"How dare you!"

At this time, Jian Zheng no longer had the time to be afraid. He waved his Buddhist staff with both hands, and with a loud roar, he charged forward.

"Peng!" The monk's staff inevitably collided with the magic wand.

Although Jian Zheng's skills were not inferior to Yuanya's, Yuanya's strength was greater than Jian Zheng's. With just one hit, Jian Zheng's body immediately lost his balance and involuntarily flew out of the arena …

Zen Master Bright Moon watched without any expression. He knew that even if Ming Cheng and Ming Fa were on the arena, they might not be Yuan Ya's match. For Jian Zheng to be easily sent flying by Yuan Ya … that was very normal!

"Amitabha …" Zen Master Bright Moon looked at Zhu Junfeng and said, "Principal Zhu, my Xiao Jin Temple has lost the first round. Students from Changsheng Academy, please come up!"

"Okay!"

Zhu Junfeng nodded. He looked below the arena and said, "Zhang Chunyang, come and experience the skills of Jiang Chao Temple's Daoist disciples!"

"Yes!" A thin scholar answered and ran up the ladder to the arena.

That scholar was dressed like a Confucian scholar. He held a clear sword in his hand and looked extremely refined. He won the cheers of the crowd below the arena.

"Fellow Immortal Yuan Ya, please?" Zhang Chunyang very politely cupped his fists and bowed. Then, he raised his sword and was about to raise his hand!

"Please, please, please!" Yuan Ya would not be polite with him. After bowing, he shouted three times and waved his magic wand three times in a row!

The magic wand blew wind in his face. Zhang Chunyang activated the meager amount of Genuine Qi in his Dantian. His body barely floated in mid-air. As his sword danced, he began to fight with Yuan Ya.

Zhang Chunyang's strategy was not wrong. His skills were much better than Jian Zheng's. However, Yuan Ya's methods originated from the jungle and he had fought for his life in the Gladiator Arena. Every move he made was a battle of life and death. After a few moves, Zhang Chunyang was forced to the edge of the arena again. He had nowhere to run.

"I am not Fellow Immortal Yuan Ya's opponent. Thank you for your guidance!"

Looking at the empty space behind him, Zhang Chunyang did not hesitate and flew out of the arena. He looked very leisurely. He even waved his sword in mid-air, making several sword flowers. After somersaulting a few times, he landed on the ground and cupped his fists towards the crowd.

Facing Yuan Ya, not only were Jian Ping and Jian Shan of the Small Gold Temple easily knocked off the arena, even Liu Chun and Ji Ming of the Longevity Academy were forced off the arena. Even Ming Fa of the Small Gold Temple, who stepped onto the arena later, was not Yuan Ya's opponent. After fighting for a while, he sent his Buddhist weapon flying. He had no choice but to admit defeat.

Today, Jiang Chao Temple was really showing his might. He alone defeated seven people from the Small Gold Temple and the Longevity Academy!

Xiao Jian was not the only one who was beaming with joy. Even the crowd below the arena was shocked.

These people did not know about the arrangement of the Small Gold Temple and the Longevity Academy. They only saw Yuan Ya's bravery and were all stupefied. They felt that they had really underestimated Jiang Chao Temple.

Seeing that Yuan Ya had defeated Ming Fa and was already exhausted, Zhu Junfeng walked to the center of the arena and said with a smile, "Martial nephew Yuan Ya's strength is extremely high. It is really beyond this Zhu's imagination!

However, Fellow Immortal Xiao, your rules … are really strange!

Martial Nephew Yuan Ya fought one against seven, not having any chance to rest. Isn't this just my Long Life Academy and Small Gold Temple bullying him with numbers? "

"Hahaha …" Xiao Jian stood up from the donkey cart and laughed loudly, "My Jiang Chao Temple only has three people!

You all are bullying him with numbers! "

"How about this, Fellow Immortal Xiao, let Yuan Ya rest for a while!"

Zhu Junfeng said again, "After my Longevity Academy and the Small Gold Temple fight a few rounds, how about we let Martial nephew Yuan Ya come up?"

"This isn't appropriate, right?"

Monk Ming Yue was very clear about Ming Fa and Ming Cheng's cultivation. Ming Fa used his strength to fight against Yuan Ya and exhausted his strength. Afterwards, no matter how bad Longevity Academy was, they would still be able to hold off Yuan Ya for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. Then, if Yuan Ya was not defeated, he would definitely be defeated by Ming Cheng. How could Monk Ming Yue let go of such a good opportunity? Moreover, if Yuan Ya rested, Ming Cheng would definitely fight against Fan Xiang from Longevity Academy. This was very unfavorable for the Small Gold Temple. Thus, he hurriedly shouted, "This rule was personally proposed by Daoist Xiao from Jiang Chao Temple and witnessed by over a thousand benefactors. How could you change it?"

"It's fine …" Yuan Ya took a breath and forced a smile, "This little one can still hold on …"

"Forget it!"

Xiao Hua laughed coldly. He originally wanted to leave some face for the Small Gold Temple, but after seeing these so-called buddhist disciples scheme like this, he did not feel like holding back anymore. He floated down from the donkey cart and said loudly, "Yuan Ya, just admit defeat!"

"Yes ~" Towards Xiao Hua's words, Yuan Ya did not have any rebuttal. He replied in a low voice and immediately floated down from the stage without any hesitation.

Zhu Junfeng was naturally stunned. However, he looked at Xiao Hua with interest as he slowly walked over. He smiled and said, "It seems like Immortal friend Xiao is thinking of making a move after a long period of silence. Your next opponent is my Longevity Academy's Fan Xiang. Please show mercy!"

"Haha, no problem!" Xiao Hua smiled faintly and still slowly walked down from the stage.

Longevity Academy's Fan Xiang was already waiting behind the stage. When he heard Zhu Junfeng say his name, he immediately activated his flying sword and forcefully flew up from below the stage!

"Good …" Fan Xiang's appearance immediately won everyone's cheers. Everyone's gaze unconsciously gathered on Xiao Hua's unhurried pace. They wanted to see how Xiao Hua would ascend the stage.

Seeing that the stage was getting closer, Xiao Hua quietly placed a yellow talisman on his body. Soon after, he activated what little magic power he had left. His figure slowly floated up. As if he was walking on an invisible flight of stairs, he walked up to the stage step by step in midair!

"Si …" Below the stage, all of Longevity Town's villagers were stunned. They could not imagine that a person could actually walk in midair!

This was even more inconceivable than a sword ray or a cloud.

"You are not this old man's opponent!"

Xiao Hua's figure walked up from below the stage. He looked at Fan Xiang and said indifferently, "Let him come!"

As he spoke, Xiao Hua pointed at Xing Chen.

"Senior Xiao!"

Seeing Xiao Hua's cultivation level, Fan Xiang knew that he was not his opponent. However, he still said respectfully, "Right now, it is this junior who is going up the stage. You want this junior to admit defeat without even making a move? This junior will not accept defeat!

The rules of this challenge were set by the Tidal River Temple. How about senior defeat this junior first? "

"Haha, that's right!"

Xiao Hua laughed loudly. He waved his hand and took out the Heaven Leveling Staff. He said, "Confucian cultivators would rather break than bend. If you admit defeat like this, how can you become a scholar?

Since that is the case, then this old man will let you know what is called … powerful! "

As he spoke, Xiao Hua calmly stepped on the stage …

Fan Xiang's eyebrows twitched. Just as he was about to bow and salute, the entire stage shook. Fan Xiang was unable to stand still.

He saw the faint Buddhist light on the stage violently flickering. Zen Master Bright Moon cried out in alarm, "Aiyo, not good!" The staff in his hand stopped and he immediately activated his telekinesis to fly into the air.

Zhu Junfeng was naturally faster than Zen Master Bright Moon. He was already standing in midair on his flying sword. He was looking at Xiao Hua with a shocked expression on his face!

Fan Xiang was a bit slower. Seeing that the entire ring was about to collapse, he activated his True Qi and flew out of the ring.

Xiao Hua's Heaven Leveling Staff was extremely heavy. Even if this simple stage was supported by a Buddhist formation, how could it withstand it?

Xiao Hua stepped on the stage. He did not even make a move and the entire stage collapsed!