My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 521 Defeat the late martial artist! The boy who was robbed!

   "Boom!"

   Zhou Boyue broke out his potential, and unexpectedly knocked out a disciple with mid-term martial artist cultivation, and won the first round.

  In the stands, Luo Changtian's eyes flashed, and he looked at him again.

  The competition has entered the final moment.

  Zhang Yuanshan won two games in a row.

   Zhou Boyue lost in the second round.

  The competition between the mid-term disciples of martial arts came to an end soon.

  The top ten results are out.

  Luo Qingzhou just won the fifth place, while Zhang Yuanshan won the sixth place.

  After the great elder Wu Youzi announced the result, he asked the ten of them whether they would continue to challenge.

  If you continue, the four disciples of the late martial artist will also join the draw with them, and they are likely to meet the disciples of the late martial artist.

  Of course, if they can win, their ranking will naturally go further, they will get more cultivation resources, and they will even be favored by a high-level sect.

  Zhang Yuanshan said without hesitation to continue the competition.

  The other six disciples also indicated that they would continue to participate.

   There are three remaining disciples, who seem to be still thinking and hesitating.

  Zhang Yuanshan walked to Luo Qingzhou's side, and said in a low voice: "Fourth Junior Brother, your grades are already good. If you were injured during the competition just now, go down, Master won't blame you."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "Brother, I'm fine, I thought about it, let's participate."

   After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and said, "Chu Feiyang, the disciple of the Kyoto branch, is willing to continue the competition."

  Great Elder Wu Youzi glanced at him and wrote down his name on the list.

  Zhang Yuanshan patted him on the shoulder, and said with concern: "Fourth Junior Brother, be careful, if you get those four late-stage martial artists, just admit defeat, no shame."

  Luo Qingzhou nodded.

  The remaining two disciples decided to quit after thinking for a while.

  Now, with the addition of the four disciples of the late stage of martial arts, a total of twelve disciples began to compete for the top few rankings.

  As long as you can rank among the top five, you will get the most generous points, honors, and rewards.

   The first game is still a lottery.

  Twelve disciples stepped onto the stone platform one by one, waiting for the lottery.

Luo Qingzhou happened to be standing next to Yun Wanrou from Shuicheng. Yun Wanrou smiled slightly, looked at the front and said, "Junior Brother Chu is really hiding his secrets, and even my senior brother lost to you. I hope you can do it later." We can meet, the little girl has to learn from Junior Brother Chu."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "I'm definitely not Senior Sister Yun's opponent. If I do meet, I hope Senior Sister Yun can give me some tricks."

  Yun Wanrou's eyebrows twitched a few times, thinking of the discussion last night, a cold light flashed in her eyes.

  Offstage.

  The bad breath in Sun Jiang's heart was finally cleared away. At this time, the spring breeze was on his face, and he looked at the two disciples on the stage with a smile on his face.

   Jin Song on the side sneered and said, "Brother Sun is too complacent. If you want to enter the top few, those two disciples of yours have no chance."

  Sun Jiang was very happy at this time, seeing his ridicule, he ignored him.

  He couldn't help raising his head, and looked towards the high stand. The suzerain and those respected peak masters were all sitting there, watching the competition seriously.

  Thinking of the announcement of the results later, he became more excited and looking forward to it.

  On the stone platform, under the auspices of Wu Youzi, the twelve disciples began to draw lots one by one, and those who were drawn by each other could directly go to the ring to compete.

  The rest of the disciples will continue to draw.

Because it is 12 to 6, the first round is very important. If you win, the worst is the sixth place. If you lose, you will go straight down and re-rank according to their respective scores. Both must draw each other to count.

  Luo Qingzhou actually won Zhang Yuanshan for the first time.

   Fortunately, the opponent did not draw him.

  If the two draw each other, Luo Qingzhou will definitely not have any hesitation, just admit defeat and give up.

  He has now been designated as a direct disciple by Linghu Qingzhu, so he doesn't care about the ranking. The reason why he insists on the competition is also for the sake of the entire team, and of course for himself and Linghu Qingzhu.

  If the ranking is too low, he and Linghu Qingzhu will definitely be gossiped about.

   He even guessed whether he had walked through the back door of Peak Master Linghu ahead of time.

   "Chu Feiyang!"

  When he was smoking for the third time, Yun Wanrou's voice suddenly came from beside him.

He picked up the bamboo stick and turned his head to see that Yun Wanrou was looking at him with the bamboo stick in her hand, and said with a slight smile: "Junior Brother Chu, I have drawn you twice, I hope you can draw me once. "

  Luo Qingzhou withdrew his gaze, looked at the bamboo stick in his hand, and did not speak.

  Wu Youzi took a look at the bamboo stick in his hand, and took a look at Yun Wanrou's bamboo stick, then looked at the two of them and said, "Both of you, go to the ring in the middle."

  As soon as these words came out, Yun Wanrou immediately smiled and said respectfully: "Yes, elder."

   Then he looked at the young man next to him and said, "Junior Brother Chu, let's go."

  Luo Qingzhou didn't speak, and walked down the stone platform with her.

  Wu Youzi announced in a loud voice: "Yun Wanrou, a disciple of the Shuicheng sub-rudder, and Chu Feiyang, a disciple of the Kyoto sub-rudder, will compete in the middle ring."

   Then added another sentence: "Yun Wanrou is a disciple of the late martial artist."

  As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the audience rushed to the ring in the middle.

  After Jin Song heard the news, he smiled all over his face, and directly pulled Sun Jiang beside him to laugh and said, "Senior Brother Sun, what a coincidence, let's go and watch the competition of our disciples together."

  Sun Jiang walked over calmly.

  Miss Chu Xiaoxiaodao and the others also hurriedly followed.

  Chu Xiaoxiao said in a low voice: "Senior Sister Dao, do you think that Senior Sister Yun will avenge her private revenge and take the opportunity to stab Brother Chu?"

  Sister Dao also frowned, and said: "That guy Chu Feiyang is smarter than you think. If he really can't beat him, he will definitely admit defeat in advance. He can't work hard for his ranking."

   After finishing speaking, she raised her head and looked around, and at a glance, she saw the slim figure standing closest to the ring in the middle.

  Nangong Meijiao was surrounded by all the guards in front of the ring in the middle, staring coldly at the two people who entered the ring.

   At this time, the gazes of the peak owners at the top of the stand were also fixed on the ring in the middle.

   "Brother Mo, do you think that kid has a chance?"

   "It can't be said, after all, that female disciple is in the late stage of martial arts. Judging from her competition just now, her body skills and sword skills are very exquisite, and swordsmanship will have some advantages..."

   Speaking of sword repairers, several old men suddenly realized that they turned their heads and looked at Linghu Qingzhu.

  Mo Jiufeng smiled and said, "Master Linghu, what do you think of that female disciple's sword skills?"

  Linghu Qingzhu said blankly: "It's not bad."

  Mo Jiufeng said again: "Then Master Linghu thinks, does that kid have hope?"

  Linghu Qingzhu looked at the figure on the ring, and the figure of him holding the ancient sword last night and practicing the ancient sword technique emerged in his mind. He paused and said, "I don't know."

  Mo Jiufeng smiled, turned around and said, "Then let's wait and see if that kid can still surprise us."

"here we go!"

  On the ring, Yun Wanrou didn't show any humility or carelessness any more, she just flashed her figure and stabbed her with a sword.

   Immediately, the sword in his hand slashed and slashed, and dense sword shadows danced in an instant, covering the opposite side.

  Luo Qingzhou unleashed Lingfeng Fist, fought while retreating, circled the ring, and defended firmly.

In the previous competition, he accidentally used the Benlei Fist and hit a thunderbolt. Fortunately, the thunderbolt only had a faint light, and it only appeared when the fist hit the opponent's chest. It was fleeting, and it should be Few people can see.

  So he didn't dare to use the Ben Lei Fist anymore.

  As for the Plum Blossom Flying Fist and the Bull Demon God Art, neither can be used.

  The former was stolen from Cheng Guo Mansion. Although it is only the most common exercise, if Luo Changtian recognizes it, he will be in trouble.

   As for the Bull Demon Divine Art, it was used in the assassination of Luo Yu, and it was also used in the battle against Luo Yannian, so it cannot be used in front of Luo Changtian.

  As for the flying sword, it is his ultimate move, and of course it cannot be exposed.

  So, now he can only use Lingfeng Fist and Shaking Mountain Baquan.

Shaking Mountain Baquan is a completely domineering attacking fist, but when faced with exquisite sword moves, it will be restrained. No matter how tough the skin, muscles, muscles and bones are refined, it is still a body of flesh and blood. How can it be the opponent of the sword, let alone the opponent? His cultivation base is one level higher than his, and the sword in his hand has a stronger penetrating power.

  So the Shaking Mountain Fist cannot be used yet.

  The opponent's attack is a continuous series of killing moves, so his best way is to defend first, slowly consume the opponent's vigor and internal strength, let the opponent's vigorous efforts have no effect, and then, decline again, exhausted three times...

   At that time, it was when he really did it.

   Competing internal strength and mental strength, the opponent is definitely not his opponent.

  So the longer the delay, the better for him.

   "Shua! Shua! Shua!"

  Yun Wanrou saw that he didn't dare to fight, she kept dodging, the sword move in her hand changed suddenly, she stopped paying attention to defense, and attacked even faster.

  Although Luo Qingzhou saw her flaws clearly, he still didn't attack, and continued to rely on his eyesight and body skills to evade.

Originally because of Chanchan's relationship, he was very familiar with sword moves and could easily dodge them. Last night, he saw the ancient sword moves on the jade bi and rehearsed them several times. At this time, his eyesight was naturally stronger. Arm, before the sword was thrust out, he seemed to know where the opponent's next sword was going to go.

  At the same time, in his eyes, the opponent's fastest sword move was much slower than yesterday.

  So, he can dodge easily.

  However, he deliberately slowed down his speed, making it look like he was avoiding danger. He was almost stabbed several times, and the clothes around his waist were also scratched.

   After all, he wants to hide his true strength.

  In the eyes of all the disciples in the audience, Yun Wanrou's swordsmanship is exquisite, and the speed of the sword is so fast that they can hardly see where the tip of the sword in her hand is. As for the boy on the other side, he was so beaten that he had no power to fight back. He only knew how to dodge and run away, and he was about to lose.

  Jin Song’s disciples were all cheering and cheering in the audience.

  Jin Song sneered from the side: "Brother Sun, does your disciple know how to escape? It seems that he wants to waste my disciple's physical strength, but do you think he will persist until that time?"

While talking, Yun Wanrou on the stage suddenly stabbed Luo Qingzhou's abdomen with a sword. Luo Qingzhou dodged sideways, but did not completely dodge. His clothes had a bloodstain on his abdomen.

  If he was one step later, the sword would have pierced his abdomen directly, which is dangerous and dangerous!

  Seeing this scene, all the disciples in the audience couldn't help but exclaimed.

  Nangong Meijiao's complexion also changed suddenly, and she couldn't help but clenched the handle of the whip around her waist.

  In the stands, those peak masters also had their hearts skip a beat.

"The female disciple's swordsmanship is really exquisite. It seems that she has good talent, but she seems to be a bit fierce. The sword just now can be lowered and stabbed at the boy's thigh. In this case, given that the boy just now speed, I'm afraid it's hard to dodge."

   "That kid obviously wants to consume the female disciple's physical strength and internal strength, but it seems that the opponent's internal strength is still long, and the sword is getting faster and faster. I'm afraid he won't last long if he does this again..."

   Linghu Qingzhu, who was sitting by the side, saw the two figures on the ring and did not speak.

Fairy Zixia beside    asked in a low voice: "Qing Zhu, you seem to have a different opinion?"

  Linghu Qingzhu paused for a moment, then said: "No."

   Fairy Zixia asked again: "Then who do you think will win?"

  Linghu Qingzhu looked at her, but didn't speak.

  Fairy Zixia looked at her, with a look of surprise on her face, and looked back at the figure on the ring, which was still avoiding.

   At this time, half an hour has passed.

   On the left and right sides of the ring, the first round of competition has long since ended.

   On the ring in the middle, Luo Qingzhou and Yun Wanrou were still entangled and fighting.

  Yun Wanrou's patience has been exhausted, and most of her physical strength has been exhausted. At this time, she is angry and anxious again, and her sword moves become more and more fierce.

  But in Luo Qingzhou's eyes, her speed was even slower.

  He knew that the opponent was already at the end of his battle, so at this time, he began to change from passive to active.

   "Boom!"

  He made a Lingfeng Fist, swung away the opponent's sword move, and then suddenly started to attack. His fist suddenly became bigger, and the strong wind howled, and he punched the opponent's face with a bang!

   "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

   Once the Shaking Mountain Baquan is cast, it will roll out like a violent storm. Each punch is fiercer and heavier than each punch, and the speed is getting faster and faster!

  The situation in the arena suddenly reversed!

  Yun Wanrou could only dodge with her sword at this moment, retreating repeatedly.

  The disciples who were scolding Luo Qingzhou for being a coward in the audience just now held their breath and watched silently.

   "Boom!"

  Luo Qingzhou saw the other party's sword stabbing out, so he didn't avoid it, and directly hit him with his fist.

   Suddenly turned into a huge fist, with a "ding", instantly opened the point of the stabbing sword, and then fell towards the opponent's chest!

   Yun Wanrou saw that she couldn't dodge, and she didn't have time to retract the sword in her hand, so she had to cut sideways, and followed her chest with her other arm to block.

"boom!"

The moment the sword in her hand slashed across Luo Qingzhou's arm, Luo Qingzhou punched her arm blocking her chest, and then a huge force moved forward and hit her again. chest!

  Yun Wanrou's body shook, and she was thrown flying.

   Before she landed, Luo Qingzhou flew up like lightning, and punched her up again with a "boom"!

  Yun Wanrou had no choice but to resist with a horizontal sword.

   "Crack!"

   Who knew that the huge fist directly bent the sword in her hand, and still brought her sword, and smashed it heavily on her chest!

   This time, she flew directly out of the ring, and fell heavily to the ground amidst the exclamation of everyone.

  The disciples around quickly backed away.

   "Junior Sister Wanrou!"

  Jin Song's other disciples all ran over, but they all stood beside them, not daring to step forward to help them. Their faces were still triumphant at the moment, but at this moment they were all extremely ugly.

  Jin Song's face was even more ugly, and the muscles on his face were twitching.

Yun Wanrou spat out a mouthful of blood, then clenched the sword in her hand, stood up from the ground, adjusted her breath a little, jumped up, jumped onto the ring again, gritted her teeth and said, "Good fist, you ..."

   "Boom!"

   Before she could finish speaking, Luo Qingzhou punched her again.

  Yun Wanrou immediately dodged to dodge, and slashed towards the fist fiercely with a "shua" sword.

  But that fist suddenly turned into a shadow of a fist, which was cut to pieces by her sword.

   "Boom!"

   One bang!

  A huge fist cut through the air suddenly, and hit her stomach heavily, with a "bang", it sent her flying again!

This time, Luo Qingzhou didn't give her any more chances, jumped up suddenly, jumped into the air, and then rushed straight down, hitting her chest again with a "boom", knocking her down from the air on the ground.

"boom!"

  Yun Wanrou fell heavily to the ground, her chest suddenly sank, her ribs snapped and all broke!

  She stared wide-eyed, and was about to raise her head when a mouthful of blood spewed out of her mouth, then her eyes went dark, and she passed out.

  The disciples all around were completely silent.

  Luo Qingzhou landed in front of her, still clenched his fists, and on both fists, the strong wind entangled and whirred.

  Wu Youzi immediately said beside him: "Since she has passed out, this round is over. In this round, Chu Feiyang, the disciple at the helm of the capital, wins!"

  Chu Xiaoxiao immediately cheered excitedly.

  Sun Jiang is also smiling.

On the other hand, Jin Song stood there with a gloomy face for a while, then suddenly sneered, and said, "Senior Brother Sun, you don't have to be too complacent, even if your disciple beats my disciple, so what? Unless he can enter Top three, otherwise, no matter how good he is at fighting, he won’t be able to enter the inner sect!”

   After finishing speaking, he quickly walked towards his unconscious disciple.

  Sun Jiang looked at his back, didn't speak, raised his head, and looked at the figures in the stands.

   "What a cunning boy, he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he won!"

   "Tsk tsk, this method seems to be trained by the old man. Brothers, this disciple is destined to be with the old man. Don't argue with the old man later."

   "Get out! Do you still want to have this old face? Why do you have a relationship with you? It's obviously a relationship with the old man. The old man looks mediocre, and that kid is also mediocre! It's obvious that I have a relationship with the old man!"

"Hey, you two old guys are really shameless! The old man thinks that the boy has a predestined relationship with the old man! The boy has one head, two eyes and two hands, and so does the old man. The boy has one mouth and two legs, and so does the old man. The old man thinks he is the seed of the old man!"

   "..."

   Several old men argued endlessly.

  Fairy Zixia looked at Linghu Qingzhu beside her, and asked in a low voice: "Qingzhu, is he destined for you?"

  Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a while, and said: "Yes, he actually knows swords."

  On the stone platform, Great Elder Wu Youzi took the list and began to announce the names of the top six. Two of the disciples had already finished the second round, so they ranked higher.

   Next, it is necessary to draw lots again to select the top three from the six disciples.

  Then the top three disciples will compete with each other for the first, second and third places.

  Luo Qingzhou directly raised his hand to withdraw, indicating that he was injured and could not play the next round.

   And Zhang Yuanshan has already lost in the first game just now.

Wu Youzi glanced at him, asked again, and said, "Chu Feiyang, do you really want to quit? If you quit now, you will only get the sixth place. Of course, the specific score needs to be discussed with the elders." score."

  Luo Qingzhou clasped his hands and said: "I am already very satisfied to be able to enter the top six. I really can't play the next round."

   Seeing this, Wu Youzi didn't say any more, but nodded and let him go down.

Although Luo Qingzhou withdrew voluntarily, when he went down, Sun Jiang was still full of excitement, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Feiyang, good job, it's already very good to be able to enter the top six in the general list. What’s more, it’s not bad for you to be in the top fifteen, I didn’t expect to be able to achieve such a dazzling result. Also, you defeated the disciple of the late martial artist, and now you must be famous in the sect.”

  Zhang Yuanshan and the others also congratulated with smiles on their faces.

  Sister Dao glanced at the wound on his abdomen, and said, "Chu Feiyang, is your stomach okay? Go and bandage it."

  Luo Qingzhou stretched out his hand to touch it, and let out a "hiss", it was indeed painful.

Chu Xiaoxiao said angrily from the side: "That Senior Sister Yun is so ruthless, if Senior Brother Chu was a little slower just now, she would have pierced her stomach with a sword. Hmph, she deserves her broken ribs by Senior Brother Chu, she asked for it of."

  Luo Qingzhou took out the ointment, applied it on his stomach, took out the gauze, and bandaged it briefly.

  At this time, I can't leave yet.

   There should be half an hour before the result will be announced.

  Although he only finished sixth, he might steal the limelight from the first place later.

   To be honest, he really didn't want to do this.

   But only in this way can everyone know that Ling Xiaozong attaches great importance to him, and that his identity has undergone a huge change.

   In this case, Luo Changtian and Jin Yiwei will be afraid in the future, and they will not dare to make trouble with him.

never mind.

  Anyway, he is Chu Feiyang, so if he is famous, he will be famous.

  While he was thinking about something, he suddenly felt a murderous aura attacking from the side, turned his head to look, and a pair of red eyes stared at him coldly like a ferocious beast.

Yun Wanrou, who was knocked unconscious by his punch just now, has woken up at this moment, and is being supported by that fat female disciple, standing there looking at him, the hypocritical gentleness and smile on her face have long since disappeared, replaced by Yes, it is hatred and ferocity.

  Her lofty dignity and face were trampled down by him yesterday in front of his senior brothers and sisters, but today, she was trampled down again in front of everyone in the sect.

   More importantly, she will soon be selected as an inner disciple.

  What will everyone think of her then?

  Will everyone suspect that she went through the back door?

  So at this moment, her heart is full of shame and hatred, as well as more anxiety.

  But she decided, as long as she can become an inner disciple, she can bear any kind of gossip.

   When the time comes, she will use her status as an inner disciple to avenge her shame!

   "Zheng—"

   On the arena, swords and swords began the final competition.

  (end of this chapter)