Chapter 83: 83
If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again
Half a month passed quietly.
"Sir, today is the day of the battle for the quota of the blood spirit pool. The king is ready to go."
On this day, there was a knock outside the door. Then came the voice of the servant.
"I see. I'll be right there."
Zhang Yi said, and finally operated Xiao Zhoutian's skill to turn Reiki into real yuan. Then he finished his work and got up.
Although the spiritual stone is the big head to improve the practice point, the daily practice can not be abandoned.
Practicing day after day is an essential part of the road to the strong.
Even in the relaxation time after completing the task, Zhang Yi maintained a daily routine.
After finishing up, Zhang Yi got up and joined Zheng Jian and others.
"Zhang offered."
Seeing Zhang Yi, Zheng Jian said hello.
"There is too much noise for the local martial arts to fight with each other. We need to go to the wasteland autumn plain. After deciding the victory or defeat there, we can allocate disciples according to the number of places to go to the blood spirit pool for baptism."
Zhang Yi nodded.
"Then let's start at once."
Seeing that Zhang Yi has arrived, Zheng Jian said.
Then the three turned into a rainbow and disappeared in the sky.
Two hours later, Wang Du was on the barren autumn plain in the East.
The three of Zhang Yi have arrived.
Looking from below, Zhang Yi found that many people had gathered on the wasteland at this time.
Among them, the largest force has three sides, showing a state of dependence.
Wangdu, dayanzong, Lingjian gate.
All the three forces of Beiling Kingdom gathered here.
Although the spirit sword sect does not need to compete for places, it is still very interested in watching the confrontation between the other two forces in the North spirit kingdom.
"Zheng Jian, you're too slow..."
After Zhang Yi and others landed, a cold voice came from the front.
Someone came to find fault so soon?
Zhang Yi thought to himself and looked up in the direction of the sound.
I saw a group of disciples in uniform in front of the king's capital on the left.
In front of the many disciples, there are three local martial arts masters standing in the front.
"That's dayanzong."
Zhang Yi thought and looked at the first of the three.
That is a middle-aged man.
He was wearing short sleeves and a strong body. There were symmetrical muscle lines on his exposed arms. The words just came from his mouth.
Zhao Wushuang, the great elder of dayanzong.
The cultivation reached the middle stage of the territory, and he was proficient in the martial arts of fire. Few people competed with it. In Beiling Kingdom, he was second only to the elder of lingjianmen, and tied for the second place with Zheng Yuan, the king's capital.
"Is this the character I'm going to fight later?"
Zhang Yi looked calm and observed.
Zhao Wushuang's body does not have a particularly strong surge of Zhenyuan.
But he just stood there at random, so people didn't dare to underestimate it at all.
Like a sleeping volcano.
If it doesn't erupt, it will be earth shaking!
"The square faced man standing in the front is the elder of dayanzong, Zhao Wushuang." aside, Zheng Jian whispered.
Zhang Yi nodded gently.
In his insight, he had collected all the information of the three local martial artists in the opposite area.
Zhao Wushuang may be at the top level in Beiling country, but for Zhang Yi.
It's just a waste of time to beat.
There are days outside the sky and people outside the people. That's all I said.
"It's not noon yet. It's not the appointed time. Elder Zhao is too impatient."
After reminding Zhang Yi, Zheng Jian smiled and retorted.
Zhao Wuji snorted coldly.
"You can show off your tongue now."
"Wait until the competition, I don't know if your men's Kung Fu is worthy of oral Kung Fu."
Speaking of this, Zhao Wushuang took his eyes away from Zheng Jian. He first stayed on Fang Lin for a moment, and then looked at Zhang Yi, with some doubts on his face.
"He is..."
"Zhang Yi."
Zhang Yi's mouth turned up and looked back at Zhao Wushuang's prying eyes.
"Oh..."
Zhao Wushuang showed a suddenly enlightened expression and smiled.
"This is the helper you're looking for."
"I almost forgot that Zheng Yuan was seriously injured not long ago and had to miss this quota competition."
"You have one less person and have to ask the outside world for help. It seems that it is this person."
Zhao Wushuang shook his head and said sadly:
"In the previous war, Zheng Yuan had a small victory over me. I also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make a new comparison. As a result, the news of serious injuries came out. It's really regrettable."
"I don't know who you are against me this time. I just hope you can make me have fun."
"Hey, Zheng Yuan is not here. Not even one person forced me to do my best."
In the end, Zhao Wushuang was a pity, with a lonely state of seeking defeat.
When Zhang Yi heard the other party's request, his face remained unchanged. He just said in his heart, and it will be as you want right away.
……
At this time, a man in the jade sword door came out.
This man, with his clothes floating and his actions like the wind, came to the central open space where the three parties gathered.
And everyone's eyes are looking.
"Since Wang Du and Da Yanzong have arrived together, the quota competition will begin."
"This time, according to the original rules, my spirit sword gate will preside over it."
With these words, the man looked at dayanzong and Wangdu, "two, please choose the first person to fight."
When the man finished speaking, Zheng Jian looked left and right. When he saw Zhang Yihe with a calm face, he clenched his hands and stared at Fang Lin, the third elder of dayanzong opposite.
He sighed and walked out of the crowd first.
Zhao Wushuang looked at Zheng Jian, who took the lead in the war. A different color flashed in his eyes, but he didn't think much. Zheng Yuan was absent. There was no king's share in the dispute over the blood spirit pool!
Zheng Jian went to the center of the open space and looked in the direction of dayanzong. Lang said, "commander Chen, I beat you in the last fight. Can you dare to fight again?"
Next to Zhao Wushuang, a tall and thin man heard this, his eyes flashed a shadow and looked at Zhao Wushuang.
"Are you sure?" Zhao Wushuang whispered.
"This time, I won't lose."
The tall and thin man replied.
Zhao Wushuang nodded gently, and then the tall and thin man jumped out and came to the opposite of Zheng Jian. He said coldly, "hum, you were lucky last time, but not this time."
"Well, I'm afraid I'll lose again. At that time, I don't know how you can explain it?"
Zheng Jian said sarcastically.
Wang Du and Da Yanzong have fought many times because of the quota of blood spirit pool, and the relationship is not harmonious. In addition, they already have a festival. Naturally, the battle is between the tip of a needle and Mai mang.
"If everything is ready, the dispute over the quota of the blood spirit pool will begin!"
As soon as the host's voice fell, the rest of the people around him also retreated quickly, leaving room for the confrontation between the martial arts of the two lands.
"Hum!"
Just as the sound fell, the vigorous Zhenyuan fluctuation almost burst out from the two people's bodies.
The powerful momentum, like a strong wind, spread towards the four fields.
The mysterious force spread in Zhang Yi's eyes, and the details of the fight between the two people in the field immediately came into Zhang Yi's eyes.
The first battle was full of fire and medicine from the beginning.
As the first person in both camps, they both want to go to the next city first and return triumphantly.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
Half a month passed quietly.
"Sir, today is the day of the battle for the quota of the blood spirit pool. The king is ready to go."
On this day, there was a knock outside the door. Then came the voice of the servant.
"I see. I'll be right there."
Zhang Yi said, and finally operated Xiao Zhoutian's skill to turn Reiki into real yuan. Then he finished his work and got up.
Although the spiritual stone is the big head to improve the practice point, the daily practice can not be abandoned.
Practicing day after day is an essential part of the road to the strong.
Even in the relaxation time after completing the task, Zhang Yi maintained a daily routine.
After finishing up, Zhang Yi got up and joined Zheng Jian and others.
"Zhang offered."
Seeing Zhang Yi, Zheng Jian said hello.
"There is too much noise for the local martial arts to fight with each other. We need to go to the wasteland autumn plain. After deciding the victory or defeat there, we can allocate disciples according to the number of places to go to the blood spirit pool for baptism."
Zhang Yi nodded.
"Then let's start at once."
Seeing that Zhang Yi has arrived, Zheng Jian said.
Then the three turned into a rainbow and disappeared in the sky.
Two hours later, Wang Du was on the barren autumn plain in the East.
The three of Zhang Yi have arrived.
Looking from below, Zhang Yi found that many people had gathered on the wasteland at this time.
Among them, the largest force has three sides, showing a state of dependence.
Wangdu, dayanzong, Lingjian gate.
All the three forces of Beiling Kingdom gathered here.
Although the spirit sword sect does not need to compete for places, it is still very interested in watching the confrontation between the other two forces in the North spirit kingdom.
"Zheng Jian, you're too slow..."
After Zhang Yi and others landed, a cold voice came from the front.
Someone came to find fault so soon?
Zhang Yi thought to himself and looked up in the direction of the sound.
I saw a group of disciples in uniform in front of the king's capital on the left.
In front of the many disciples, there are three local martial arts masters standing in the front.
"That's dayanzong."
Zhang Yi thought and looked at the first of the three.
That is a middle-aged man.
He was wearing short sleeves and a strong body. There were symmetrical muscle lines on his exposed arms. The words just came from his mouth.
Zhao Wushuang, the great elder of dayanzong.
The cultivation reached the middle stage of the territory, and he was proficient in the martial arts of fire. Few people competed with it. In Beiling Kingdom, he was second only to the elder of lingjianmen, and tied for the second place with Zheng Yuan, the king's capital.
"Is this the character I'm going to fight later?"
Zhang Yi looked calm and observed.
Zhao Wushuang's body does not have a particularly strong surge of Zhenyuan.
But he just stood there at random, so people didn't dare to underestimate it at all.
Like a sleeping volcano.
If it doesn't erupt, it will be earth shaking!
"The square faced man standing in the front is the elder of dayanzong, Zhao Wushuang." aside, Zheng Jian whispered.
Zhang Yi nodded gently.
In his insight, he had collected all the information of the three local martial artists in the opposite area.
Zhao Wushuang may be at the top level in Beiling country, but for Zhang Yi.
It's just a waste of time to beat.
There are days outside the sky and people outside the people. That's all I said.
"It's not noon yet. It's not the appointed time. Elder Zhao is too impatient."
After reminding Zhang Yi, Zheng Jian smiled and retorted.
Zhao Wuji snorted coldly.
"You can show off your tongue now."
"Wait until the competition, I don't know if your men's Kung Fu is worthy of oral Kung Fu."
Speaking of this, Zhao Wushuang took his eyes away from Zheng Jian. He first stayed on Fang Lin for a moment, and then looked at Zhang Yi, with some doubts on his face.
"He is..."
"Zhang Yi."
Zhang Yi's mouth turned up and looked back at Zhao Wushuang's prying eyes.
"Oh..."
Zhao Wushuang showed a suddenly enlightened expression and smiled.
"This is the helper you're looking for."
"I almost forgot that Zheng Yuan was seriously injured not long ago and had to miss this quota competition."
"You have one less person and have to ask the outside world for help. It seems that it is this person."
Zhao Wushuang shook his head and said sadly:
"In the previous war, Zheng Yuan had a small victory over me. I also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make a new comparison. As a result, the news of serious injuries came out. It's really regrettable."
"I don't know who you are against me this time. I just hope you can make me have fun."
"Hey, Zheng Yuan is not here. Not even one person forced me to do my best."
In the end, Zhao Wushuang was a pity, with a lonely state of seeking defeat.
When Zhang Yi heard the other party's request, his face remained unchanged. He just said in his heart, and it will be as you want right away.
……
At this time, a man in the jade sword door came out.
This man, with his clothes floating and his actions like the wind, came to the central open space where the three parties gathered.
And everyone's eyes are looking.
"Since Wang Du and Da Yanzong have arrived together, the quota competition will begin."
"This time, according to the original rules, my spirit sword gate will preside over it."
With these words, the man looked at dayanzong and Wangdu, "two, please choose the first person to fight."
When the man finished speaking, Zheng Jian looked left and right. When he saw Zhang Yihe with a calm face, he clenched his hands and stared at Fang Lin, the third elder of dayanzong opposite.
He sighed and walked out of the crowd first.
Zhao Wushuang looked at Zheng Jian, who took the lead in the war. A different color flashed in his eyes, but he didn't think much. Zheng Yuan was absent. There was no king's share in the dispute over the blood spirit pool!
Zheng Jian went to the center of the open space and looked in the direction of dayanzong. Lang said, "commander Chen, I beat you in the last fight. Can you dare to fight again?"
Next to Zhao Wushuang, a tall and thin man heard this, his eyes flashed a shadow and looked at Zhao Wushuang.
"Are you sure?" Zhao Wushuang whispered.
"This time, I won't lose."
The tall and thin man replied.
Zhao Wushuang nodded gently, and then the tall and thin man jumped out and came to the opposite of Zheng Jian. He said coldly, "hum, you were lucky last time, but not this time."
"Well, I'm afraid I'll lose again. At that time, I don't know how you can explain it?"
Zheng Jian said sarcastically.
Wang Du and Da Yanzong have fought many times because of the quota of blood spirit pool, and the relationship is not harmonious. In addition, they already have a festival. Naturally, the battle is between the tip of a needle and Mai mang.
"If everything is ready, the dispute over the quota of the blood spirit pool will begin!"
As soon as the host's voice fell, the rest of the people around him also retreated quickly, leaving room for the confrontation between the martial arts of the two lands.
"Hum!"
Just as the sound fell, the vigorous Zhenyuan fluctuation almost burst out from the two people's bodies.
The powerful momentum, like a strong wind, spread towards the four fields.
The mysterious force spread in Zhang Yi's eyes, and the details of the fight between the two people in the field immediately came into Zhang Yi's eyes.
The first battle was full of fire and medicine from the beginning.
As the first person in both camps, they both want to go to the next city first and return triumphantly.
Half a month passed quietly."Sir, today is the day of the battle for the quota of the blood spirit pool. The king is ready to go."On this day, there was a knock outside the door. Then came the voice of the servant."I see. I'll be right there."Zhang Yi said, and finally operated Xiao Zhoutian's skill to turn Reiki into real yuan. Then he finished his work and got up.Although the spiritual stone is the big head to improve the practice point, the daily practice can not be abandoned.Practicing day after day is an essential part of the road to the strong.Even in the relaxation time after completing the task, Zhang Yi maintained a daily routine.After finishing up, Zhang Yi got up and joined Zheng Jian and others."Zhang offered."Seeing Zhang Yi, Zheng Jian said hello."There is too much noise for the local martial arts to fight with each other. We need to go to the wasteland autumn plain. After deciding the victory or defeat there, we can allocate disciples according to the number of places to go to the blood spirit pool for baptism."Zhang Yi nodded."Then let's start at once."Seeing that Zhang Yi has arrived, Zheng Jian said.Then the three turned into a rainbow and disappeared in the sky.Two hours later, Wang Du was on the barren autumn plain in the East.The three of Zhang Yi have arrived.Looking from below, Zhang Yi found that many people had gathered on the wasteland at this time.Among them, the largest force has three sides, showing a state of dependence.Wangdu, dayanzong, Lingjian gate.All the three forces of Beiling Kingdom gathered here.Although the spirit sword sect does not need to compete for places, it is still very interested in watching the confrontation between the other two forces in the North spirit kingdom."Zheng Jian, you're too slow..."After Zhang Yi and others landed, a cold voice came from the front.Someone came to find fault so soon?Zhang Yi thought to himself and looked up in the direction of the sound.I saw a group of disciples in uniform in front of the king's capital on the left.In front of the many disciples, there are three local martial arts masters standing in the front."That's dayanzong."Zhang Yi thought and looked at the first of the three.That is a middle-aged man.He was wearing short sleeves and a strong body. There were symmetrical muscle lines on his exposed arms. The words just came from his mouth.Zhao Wushuang, the great elder of dayanzong.The cultivation reached the middle stage of the territory, and he was proficient in the martial arts of fire. Few people competed with it. In Beiling Kingdom, he was second only to the elder of lingjianmen, and tied for the second place with Zheng Yuan, the king's capital."Is this the character I'm going to fight later?"Zhang Yi looked calm and observed.Zhao Wushuang's body does not have a particularly strong surge of Zhenyuan.But he just stood there at random, so people didn't dare to underestimate it at all.Like a sleeping volcano.If it doesn't erupt, it will be earth shaking!"The square faced man standing in the front is the elder of dayanzong, Zhao Wushuang." aside, Zheng Jian whispered.Zhang Yi nodded gently.In his insight, he had collected all the information of the three local martial artists in the opposite area.Zhao Wushuang may be at the top level in Beiling country, but for Zhang Yi.It's just a waste of time to beat.There are days outside the sky and people outside the people. That's all I said."It's not noon yet. It's not the appointed time. Elder Zhao is too impatient."After reminding Zhang Yi, Zheng Jian smiled and retorted.Zhao Wuji snorted coldly."You can show off your tongue now.""Wait until the competition, I don't know if your men's Kung Fu is worthy of oral Kung Fu."Speaking of this, Zhao Wushuang took his eyes away from Zheng Jian. He first stayed on Fang Lin for a moment, and then looked at Zhang Yi, with some doubts on his face."He is...""Zhang Yi."Zhang Yi's mouth turned up and looked back at Zhao Wushuang's prying eyes."Oh..."Zhao Wushuang showed a suddenly enlightened expression and smiled."This is the helper you're looking for.""I almost forgot that Zheng Yuan was seriously injured not long ago and had to miss this quota competition.""You have one less person and have to ask the outside world for help. It seems that it is this person."Zhao Wushuang shook his head and said sadly:"In the previous war, Zheng Yuan had a small victory over me. I also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make a new comparison. As a result, the news of serious injuries came out. It's really regrettable.""I don't know who you are against me this time. I just hope you can make me have fun.""Hey, Zheng Yuan is not here. Not even one person forced me to do my best."In the end, Zhao Wushuang was a pity, with a lonely state of seeking defeat.When Zhang Yi heard the other party's request, his face remained unchanged. He just said in his heart, and it will be as you want right away.At this time, a man in the jade sword door came out.This man, with his clothes floating and his actions like the wind, came to the central open space where the three parties gathered.And everyone's eyes are looking."Since Wang Du and Da Yanzong have arrived together, the quota competition will begin.""This time, according to the original rules, my spirit sword gate will preside over it."With these words, the man looked at dayanzong and Wangdu, "two, please choose the first person to fight."When the man finished speaking, Zheng Jian looked left and right. When he saw Zhang Yihe with a calm face, he clenched his hands and stared at Fang Lin, the third elder of dayanzong opposite.He sighed and walked out of the crowd first.Zhao Wushuang looked at Zheng Jian, who took the lead in the war. A different color flashed in his eyes, but he didn't think much. Zheng Yuan was absent. There was no king's share in the dispute over the blood spirit pool!Zheng Jian went to the center of the open space and looked in the direction of dayanzong. Lang said, "commander Chen, I beat you in the last fight. Can you dare to fight again?"Next to Zhao Wushuang, a tall and thin man heard this, his eyes flashed a shadow and looked at Zhao Wushuang."Are you sure?" Zhao Wushuang whispered."This time, I won't lose."The tall and thin man replied.Zhao Wushuang nodded gently, and then the tall and thin man jumped out and came to the opposite of Zheng Jian. He said coldly, "hum, you were lucky last time, but not this time.""Well, I'm afraid I'll lose again. At that time, I don't know how you can explain it?"Zheng Jian said sarcastically.Wang Du and Da Yanzong have fought many times because of the quota of blood spirit pool, and the relationship is not harmonious. In addition, they already have a festival. Naturally, the battle is between the tip of a needle and Mai mang."If everything is ready, the dispute over the quota of the blood spirit pool will begin!"As soon as the host's voice fell, the rest of the people around him also retreated quickly, leaving room for the confrontation between the martial arts of the two lands."Hum!"Just as the sound fell, the vigorous Zhenyuan fluctuation almost burst out from the two people's bodies.The powerful momentum, like a strong wind, spread towards the four fields.The mysterious force spread in Zhang Yi's eyes, and the details of the fight between the two people in the field immediately came into Zhang Yi's eyes.The first battle was full of fire and medicine from the beginning.As the first person in both camps, they both want to go to the next city first and return triumphantly.
