Chapter 301

【time flies…】

As the notification sounded, the scene changed rapidly.

Soon, the time came five days later, one month after the last small comparison.

【Ninetieth day: The family competition begins...】

early morning.

While admiring the Fengling Valley shrouded in a faint white mist, the transversal body walked towards the place where Xiao Bi was held.

Before long, he came to the place.

Familiar voices, as well as a sea of ​​people, thousands of people gathered together to discuss, noisy voices continued to come.

In the sky, there were also dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators looking down.

The time-traveling body thought about it, and walked towards the place where the lottery was drawn.

Not long after, he came back with a bamboo stick, and the bamboo stick had Ring No. 13 written on it.

When this round of the competition on the thirteenth ring is completed, it will be his turn within a short time.

He glanced at ring No. 13, the competition that was going on at the moment, just as he was about to go there, a voice stopped him from afar.

"Brother Zhang Yun, wait!"

Um?

The transmigrator turned his head suspiciously, and then saw a burly and honest young man running from a distance, and after a closer look, it was Zhang Yong.

As soon as he ran over, Zhang Yong scratched the beard on his face with his hands, a little embarrassed, and asked curiously, "Brother Zhang Yun, are you going to have a small competition?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the bamboo stick in Zhang Yun's hand.

Seeing that it was him, the time-traveling body nodded.

The two rushed towards the ring No. 13 while talking.

Zhang Yong grinned, and said in a low voice, "Brother Zhang Yun, with your third-level qi training and Xiaocheng's spiritual skills, you should be able to win a few more games this time and get a good result."

Hearing the words through the time-traveling body, his face couldn't help but feel a little weird.

The two walked to the side of the ring on the 13th, when there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd not far away.

"It's Zhang Yan!"

Um?

The two turned their eyes and looked towards the ring not far away.

I saw a man in his early twenties standing on the ring, with a burly figure and bulging muscles.

"It's him! Zhang Yan!"

At this time, Zhang Yong next to him also let out an exclamation, just like the commotion crowd not far away.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Zhang Yong sighed all over his face, and explained, "This rock, like the Qingyang sword, is both at the seventh level of the late stage of Qi training, and they are also one of the top ten geniuses!"

"They all realized the powerful artistic conception!"

As he said that, a look of wonder and admiration appeared on his face, "Artistic conception, that's something only geniuses can comprehend!"

While they were talking, with Zhang Yan appearing in the ring, there was a commotion in the entire Xiaobi scene.

Even if other arenas are still competing, other people will be out of control, and they will turn their attention to this side, wanting to see the competition of Zhang Yan, one of the top ten talents.

Not only them, among the dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sky, a large part of them looked here.

This time, the traversing body who was on the sidelines was a little surprised, but Zhang Yong next to him seemed to be used to it.

This is the influence of the top ten geniuses of the younger generation!

When there was a lot of discussion on the scene, Zhang Yan's opponent in the ring also came on stage.

It was a young man who was equally tall but had a cute baby face.

"Brother Zhang Yan, please enlighten me."

As soon as he came to the stage, Zhang Le raised his hands and cupped his fists, with a cheerful smile on his face.

Under the arena, Zhang Yong said in surprise, "It's Zhang Le. I heard that he is only 22 years old, and he has also reached the seventh level of the late stage of Qi training!"

"This competition may not be so boring!"

In the arena.

"Zhang Le, is that you?" Zhang Yan was a little surprised, then smiled, "I hope you can make me happy!"

The middle-aged man who made the judgment glanced at them, and after confirming that they were all ready, he shouted, "The competition begins!"

After the words fell, Zhang Le on the ring moved his hands first.

He patted the storage bag on his waist and took out something in an instant.

Under the sunlight, the beautiful palm-sized small crystal sword shines brightly.

In the next second, he threw the small sword into the air, and then struck with his right hand.

"Object control!"

The small crystal sword that fell in the air trembled slightly, the falling figure stopped, and then the blade disappeared instantly, and appeared in front of Zhang Yan in the next second.

Under the arena, the onlookers were amazed.

"Come out, it's Zhang Le's famous object control technique!"

"It's so fast, it can't react at all, right?"

"With this hand-controlling swordsmanship, the general Qi training level 7 will not be the opponent of this music?"

However, the flying sword that surprised them stopped in front of Zhang Yan the next moment.

With a muffled bang, the flying sword was bounced away!

A layer of loess-colored armor appeared on Zhang Yan's body.

But this armor, which was not as thick as a fingernail, easily resisted the flying sword, and the flying sword only left a small trace on it.

"Rock Armor Technique!" The corner of Zhang Yan's mouth twitched slightly.

Zhang Le was stunned, "This Flying Crystal Sword is a middle-grade magical weapon, and it can only leave a little trace on your rock armor?!"

Not only was he surprised, but the thousands of onlookers were also surprised.

Although magic tools are only used by monks during the Qi training period, in the duel during the Qi training period, owning one can take a great advantage!

It's like colliding with spiritual spells, usually the magic weapon wins, but now...

"It's the artistic conception of earth!"

Soon someone noticed something.

Everyone took a closer look, and they all sensed something from Zhang Yan's rock armor technique.

Looking at it in a daze, they seemed to see various mysteries about the soil from the rock armor.

Thick soil, solid soil...

At this moment, they all understood.

"No wonder..."

With the blessing of the artistic conception of earth, it's no wonder that even magic weapons can't break through the defense of the rock armor technique!

"This is the artistic conception, the artistic conception that only geniuses can comprehend!"

"This is too strong!"

The eyes of a group of monks became complicated.

They looked at Zhang Yan with envy, envy, and admiration.

On the stage, Zhang Le was stunned, seeing the mysterious aura on Zhang Yan's soil armor, with a helpless wry smile on his face.

Unwilling, he tried to control the flying sword to stab at the rock armor again.

bang bang bang...

As a result, no matter how many times you tried, the flying crystal sword couldn't pierce the spiritual art with the blessing of artistic conception!

Even if he wanted to attack the gap in the rock armor, as long as Zhang Yan moved a little, he could easily block it with the rock armor.

"Damn it, how do you fight!"

Zhang Le cursed secretly.

"Damn it, those who have artistic conceptions are indeed cheating, they are all perverts!"

While complaining~lightnovelpub.net~ Seeing that Zhang Yan raised his hand as if he was about to release other spiritual spells, he was taken aback.

"I surrender!"

Without further ado, he yelled.

After the words fell, seeing Zhang Yan's movements stopped, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. If this was hit by the spiritual art blessed by the artistic conception, would he still have to live?

"Brother Zhang Le Clan, let me be humble!"

Zhang Yan removed the rock armor technique and smiled slightly.

"Perverted guy!"

After muttering something, Zhang Lefei jumped off the ring.

As they left the ring one after another, many monks sighed.

"Zhang Yan really deserves to be one of the top ten geniuses, and he won the competition so easily."

"Then what can be done, the artistic conception is really too strong."

"It's really something that only geniuses can comprehend, it's really powerful..."

"right…"

(end of this chapter)