Chapter 209 The First Game

"Uncle, Brother Shaoqing is only in the early stage of the Jindan stage. How can he fight those late stage real people in the Jindan stage? How do you agree to let him participate in this Jindan competition? What if the opponent is serious?"

Thinking of this, Ji Yunzhu felt a little nervous, "Or why don't my uncle send someone to replace him!"

She is still waiting to get married to Brother Shaoqing. Brother Shaoqing can't have any trouble. Besides, the person named Ni is also on the stage, and she doesn't want Brother Shaoqing to meet her.

This woman has already confused her elder brother, so she can't let her brother be confused by her too.

After running out of the Ji family villa, Ji Yunzhu lived in her grandfather Pei family. This time she also sat down to the main seat with her uncle Pei Muhai, the head of the Pei family.

"Shaoqing has always had his own ideas, and he has already had a golden elixir. This time he went on stage to practice will also be beneficial to him, so that he can see his own shortcomings and other people's strengths more clearly."

Pei Muhai shook his head, and the Golden Pill Competition began soon. He replaced his son at this time. What do others think?

We will definitely question the fairness of the Golden Pill Competition.

As for the danger, although there are one or two Jindan real people who have lost their lives for this in each session, Shaoqing has the low-grade spiritual treasure battle suit he gave him.

Saving your life is no problem at all.

Fifty Jindan real people drew their own numbers in turn.

Zhuzhu scored third place, but it was quite high. He should be the third one on the field, but I don’t know which Jindan real person is No. 48.

However, what Zhuzhu didn't expect was that Jiang Yiyi would draw number one, which was quite consistent with her name.

The No.50 who fought with her was a middle-aged young man from the Huang family.

The two claimed their lives and fought together.

Jiang Yiyi, who looks slender, is actually a female cultivator who majors in gold-type martial arts. Her magical tools are her palms and nails.

A set of golden palm-palm-plate-opters' long sword sounded "ding ding dangdang".

Moreover, Jiang Yiyi's light golden nails suddenly stretched out and cut the man's clothes opposite, and once he almost penetrated into his throat.

If this man hadn't been good at it and had a ghostly body technique, he would have lost to Jiang Yiyi's golden armor.

One relies on a set of superb palm techniques, and the other relies on a ghostly and ethereal body technique.

The two of them fought in the ring for more than an hour.

"This Jiang Yiyi..." Chen Xuejiao and Zhuzhu stood not far away to watch the battle.

"It's not simple, I think her strength is far more than that." Zhuzhu took over Jiaojiao's words.

But this is understandable. After all, the Golden Pill Competition has just begun, and Jiang Yiyi is the first to play again, so he will naturally attract the attention of everyone.

She definitely didn't want to expose her trump card too early, so she was the leader of the first arena.

This is also what dozens of other Jindan real people think in their minds. No one wants to expose their trump cards and powerful killing moves too early.

The man who fought with Jiang Yiyi also had the same mentality, but when he realized that a female cultivator who was in the early stage of the Golden Elixir had eaten himself with a set of palm techniques, he began to worry.

Although his outstanding body skills helped him escape crises again and again, this was not a long-term solution after all.

Especially in the first battle, he was suppressed and beaten, and the opponent was only in the early stage of the Golden Pill.

When he started to go on stage, he felt that he had hit the lucky draw and was the early opponent of the Jindan stage. Until now, he was chased and beaten by Jiang Yiyi.

No matter what sword moves he used, they were easily resolved by the opponent, and their offensive against him became more and more fierce.

He was in danger several times.

The young man who was originally trying to hide his strength suddenly changed his aura and used his strongest sword move to attack Jiang Yiyi, trying to peel off the golden armor on Jiang Yiyi's finger.

Jiang Yiyi's expression remained unchanged, but her eyes lit up. All she was waiting for was to fight with the other party head-on.

But before, this man was slim and asked him to slip away from his hands again and again.

This time, Jiang Yiyi clasped his palms into fists, and dazzling white light emerged from his fists to condense into a huge white tiger phantom.

After the White Tiger Phantom was formed, as Jiang Yi punched, he rushed to the man opposite to him for a long sword, swallowing the strong sword intent released by the other party in one bite, and then another deafening tiger roar scared the man who was already in a terrifying state to fall from the ring.

Although the first competition was not seen, the audience was still excited and excited.

"Awesome!"

Zhuzhu exclaimed sincerely, and didn't know how many trump cards Jiang Yiyi had in his hand. Anyway, Zhuzhu felt that it should be more than just this palm and punch.

"It's actually the long-lost [Tiger Soul Fist]."

On the high platform in the city lord's mansion, one of the elders of the five major families said excitedly that this is the top-grade Xuantian skill. It is said that when you practice it to the ninth level, you can replace the clone of the White Tiger, one of the four-simile beasts.

Don’t underestimate it’s just a clone, because as one of the four-simile divine beasts, the White Tiger is already stronger than other divine beasts, and even the clone is comparable to other divine beasts.

Unfortunately, this set of exercises has disappeared from the Tianyuan Continent and the Kong Realm Continent. After the last Mahayana Taoist Lord who practiced this fist ascended, everyone thought that the [Tiger Soul Fist] technique was brought to the upper realm by the ascended Mahayana Taoist Lord.

Unexpectedly, I would be earned by the girl from the Jiang family.

"Brother Jiang, congratulations, the Jiang family has this girl, and she will surely soar into the sky in the future!"

The Nascent Soul Elder who recognized the boxing technique congratulated the Nascent Soul Elder of the Jiang family.

"Brother Zhou has been awarded. No matter how good his skills are, they depend on qualifications. He has learned a little bit of fur one by one. His wings have not yet grown, so how can he soar into the sky!"

The elder of the Jiang family’s Nascent Soul was not content with it. He understood the principle of holding high and falling. He only hoped that the Jiang family’s juniors could go steadily with one step at a time so that they could go a longer journey of cultivation.

The second person to play is the late stage real person of the Zhou family's Jindan against the Pei family's Jindan.

The two of them went in unison in this game, fighting for more than two hours.

Although the process is also very exciting, compared with Jiang Yiyi's first game, there is less sense of gap.

After a long period of tug-of-war, many monks who came to watch lost their patience.

The main reason is that neither of the people on the ring wants to expose their trump card too early, and it gradually turns into playing Tai Chi.

"You two are playing chess here, and you are going back and forth, so just play until next year!"

"That's right, it's not as straightforward as the female cultivator in the first game, and I'm drowsy when I watch it."

"I think these two people should be able to fight until tomorrow, why don't we come back tomorrow?"

The audience members expressed their dissatisfaction.

When the two monks on the stage heard these voices, the late-stage monk of the Pei family, who was thin-skinned and turned red, his breath was unknowingly messed up.

Another monk silently curled the corners of his lips. He knew that the other party was in a mess and would affect the moves he made next. He carefully observed the other party's moves and quickly found the other party's loopholes. Finally, a ruthless and accurate move knocked the late-stage real person of the Pei family's Jindan from the ring with a ruthless and accurate move.

Zhuzhu admired the real person in the late stage of the Zhou family Jindan who won the second competition.

It was time for her to play next, and she decided to learn from the man who is thick-skinned and seek victory in a steady manner, and she didn't have to reveal her trump card in the first game.

But unfortunately, I didn’t have the good luck of Jiang Yiyi. I didn’t expect that No. 48, who was fighting against her, was a real person in the late stage of the Jindan.

He is also a thin and dry old man in Jindan.

Such people have lived at least three or four hundred years old and have become human spirits.

I'm afraid that seeking victory in a steady way will be useless to him, and maybe the other party wants to polish her.

"I'm the next surname Ni, and I'm a monk from the Ji family's helping me. I wonder what the old man calls me?"

Adhering to the traditional virtue of respecting the elderly and loving the young, Zhuzhu took the lead in reporting his surname.

"My husband's surname is Tong, and the Jiang family invited him to help the monks."

Mr. Tong replied indifferently, although his attitude was average, he did not express a look of happiness, contempt and disdain because of the huge difference between him and Zhuzhu.

In short, it is like a formal attitude of using money to do business.

The more this old man was like this, the more cautious Zhuzhu was with him.

The cultivators who can be invited to help the game are the best among the monks of the same realm. Otherwise, the five hidden families would not give up their disciples and would have to spend a lot of money to hire outside monks.

Of course, these monks hired are indeed much stronger than those of the same level.

"Let's start!"

After saying that, Mr. Tong took the lead in summoning a meteor hammer that looked larger than a millstone and should weigh at least a thousand pounds.

Zhuzhu:...

What should I do if I feel that her Sky-Breaking Axe is a little small?

Moreover, the old man of Tong felt thin and could blow him away with a gust of sea breeze. He didn't expect the magic weapon he used was so... so unique.

It's even more cute than her using the Sky-Breaking Axe...the contrast is big.

Zhuzhu was shocked, but when she saw Mr. Tong wielding the meteor hammer to smash towards her, she quickly summoned the Sky-Breaking Axe, carried the axe and slashed the meteor hammer in a row.

Dishes!

Dong!

Bang!

pound!

Snap!

One of them smashed and the other cut, and the other hit the sky.
To be continued...