The next morning, accompanied by the melodious sound of bells and drums, Yang Yang walked into the Great Buddha Hall with the crowd. The spacious palace was crowded. Yang Yang was looking for Winnie in the crowd.
At this moment, the sect leaders of the seven great sects were already seated in the main hall. All of them looked like immortals and sanctimonious. An old monk stood up and said to the people standing in the hall with a kind expression,"Amitabha. Is everyone here?”
Everyone bowed and greeted the sect masters.
The Shaolin Sect Master smiled and said," Everyone, you are all outstanding figures of the younger generation. Since the establishment of our Shaolin Sect, it has been more than four thousand years. We are all orthodox sects. In recent years, demons and ghosts have rarely appeared. Everyone is focused on cultivation. However, the ancients had a saying: industry thrives on diligence, leisure on play. In order to serve as a warning to our descendants and to guide our young disciples, the Seven Sect Martial Competition has been passed down for nearly a hundred years.”
The crowd began to discuss animatedly. The twenty-eighth session had a history of more than one hundred and forty years.
The Shaolin Temple Master seemed to enjoy everyone's reaction and said,"Today, under the leadership of our righteous path, we are prosperous and the people live and work in peace, it is all thanks to everyone. Now, there were many outstanding talents among the younger generation. Thus, after discussing with the sect leaders, we specially invited you young geniuses here on the Martial Arts Stage. Firstly, it was to let everyone know that there was always someone better, so they could not neglect their cultivation. Secondly, there was something to be announced after the martial arts practice.”
Upon hearing this, Yang Yang glanced at the Buddha statue and saw that it was lifelike. It had a smile on its face as if it was staring at Yang Yang. Yang Yang felt a chill down his spine.
? The Shaolin Temple Sect Master continued," This martial arts practice is the same as usual. One person has one arena. Whoever defeats one person will win the preliminary round, and so on." The top ten can go to the Sutra Depository to read books for three days, and the first place winner this time is an item that I happened to get. It's a top grade spiritual artifact-Water Breaking Blade.
He heard the people below jump in joy, as if this saber was prepared for him.
At this moment, Yang Yang took a few glances at the Emei Sect's Nun Jinghui. She was about forty years old. Her hair was in a bun, her small face was round, her eyebrows were like moons, and her nose was delicate. She had a pair of phoenix eyes that were full of vigor. She wore a grey-white Taoist robe and looked very charming. Behind her stood a female disciple who was around 18 or 19 years old. She was extremely beautiful and was dressed in an eye-catching blue dress. He carried a white sword on his back. The scabbard was glowing with white light. It was completely translucent and faintly emitted a cold aura. One look and one could tell that it was a Daoist magic treasure.
Just as Yang Yang was lost in his thoughts, the woman seemed to have sensed something. She shot a cold glance at Yang Yang in the crowd, her eyes filled with disdain. Yang Yang could not help but feel shocked, as if he had been electrocuted, and he hurriedly lowered his head in fear. At this moment, someone suddenly patted Yang Yang's back and Winnie said,""Brother Yang, you've made me look for you. Am I staring at a beauty?”
Yang Yang blushed. Let's go find the arena!"
"Brother Yang, I will cheer for you.”Winnie said excitedly.
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Many young men rubbed their fists and came to the martial arts hall in front of the temple. At a glance, it was really a vast sea of people. It was obvious that there were many people coming.
Winnie looked at the ring and said to Yang Yang,""Brother Yang, you don't have much experience in competitions, so don't go up first. You have to pay attention to the competition between them.”
Yang Yang nodded and walked to the audience seats with Winnie.
The large training field in the middle was divided into twenty-one small training halls. The seven sect leaders slowly walked over, and everyone fell silent. At this moment, the Shaolin Temple Master said in a clear voice,""Let the competition begin."
After he finished speaking, he heard the bell and drum chime once again." Dang…dang…dang…" It shook the clouds, causing the young men present to feel a wave of excitement and eagerness.
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On Yang Yang's side, there was already a man standing on the stage. He had a dignified appearance and a muscular face. He held a large saber in his hand and shouted,"I am Zhao Deming of the Five Lakes Sect. Who wants to fight me?”
There was a lot of discussion below the stage, but no one caught up. At this moment, a person leaped up and stood on the stage. His figure was as elegant as the wind, and the audience cheered.
"I'm Lin Feng, a disciple of the Wudang Sect. Senior Brother Zhao, please enlighten me.”The narrow sword was the person who had been beaten up by Wudang's Xingkong Zhenren.
Yang Yang looked to his side and saw that there were more than a hundred people sitting there dressed in the same attire. A portion of them were dressed in the same attire as Lin Feng, who was on the same stage. They were disciples of Wudang Sect, while the others were disciples of the Five Lakes Sect. Even Reverend Xing Kong and Reverend Ren Hu, the sect master of the Five Lakes Sect, were watching. They both had faint smiles on their faces. It was obvious that they valued these two very much.
As they spoke, the two of them got into position and were about to begin.
With the sound of a drum, Lin Feng was fearless. He immediately stabbed out with his sword. The sword flashed faintly and split into three swords that rushed towards Zhao Deming.
Zhao Deming's reaction was a little slow. When he saw the sword approaching, he quickly took a step back and raised his saber with both hands to meet it.
A saber and a sword collided in the middle of the arena. With a sword hum and a saber roar, the two of them trembled and stood firm for a moment.
The audience cheered. "Zhao Deming's cultivation isn't simple," Yang Yang said to Winnie.”At the same time, everyone applauded.
A moment later, Zhao Deming's saber was like a violent wind, forcing Lin Feng to retreat. However, Lin Feng didn't panic. He placed his sword in his left hand and took out a talisman with his right hand, instantly forming an earth-colored barrier.
Zhao Deming was forced to retreat in vain. He shifted his steps back lightly, but Lin Feng didn't stop at all. He raised his sword with his right hand and stabbed it towards Zhao Deming's chest.
At this moment, Zhao Deming mumbled something. With a flash of his saber, the length and width of his saber tripled. With a loud shout, the gigantic saber slashed towards Lin Feng.
At this moment, everyone was in an uproar, and gasps of surprise could be heard endlessly.
Lin Feng had a solemn expression on his face as he frowned. After a moment, he pulled out his sword to block. He gritted his teeth and pulled out his talisman. Just as the huge saber was about to slash down, the originally smooth ground instantly bulged as four large rocks blocked in front of him.
Immortal Ren Hu frowned while Immortal Xing Kong nodded slightly.
Clang! The giant saber hit the boulder, causing Zhao Deming's body to go numb. He held the saber and panted slowly.
How could Lin Feng allow Zhao Deming to be so free? He turned around and stabbed his sword at Zhao Deming. This sword flashed with lightning and fire.
Of course, Zhao Deming had to make a move. He drew his saber and cut off the water. Lin Feng was very alert. He leaped up and reached a height of two meters. He mumbled something and a small sword appeared out of thin air. This sword was not a real sword. It was an illusion. Zhao Deming was caught off guard and was stabbed in the abdomen. His legs went limp and he fell to the ground. He spat out blood. It was obvious that he had suffered a serious internal injury.
The Sect Master of the Five Lakes, Perfected Ren Hu, took out a pill and said to his disciple beside him,""Hurry up and help your senior brother up and take this pill.
After Zhao Deming consumed it, his condition immediately improved. He said to Lin Feng,"Thank you for showing mercy, Senior Brother Lin."
Lin Feng clasped his hands behind his back and said,""Senior Brother Zhao, your strength is extraordinary. If I didn't have a talisman, I would have been defeated long ago.”
Immortal Ren Hu said to Immortal Xing Kong,""Adept Xingkong, Junior Nephew Lin's talent is extraordinary, and with a great teacher like you teaching him, you've already learned seventy to eighty percent of your techniques.”
The Starry Sky Immortal's face was filled with a spring breeze as he returned the greeting,""Dao brother is too polite. Martial Nephew Zhao is also very outstanding.”
Yang Yang, who was watching from the side, was also very envious.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted," Go to the sixth ring quickly. It's Yuan Se, the disciple of the Shaolin Temple's leader. He's having a martial arts competition with someone."
Hearing this, everyone ran over. Yang Yang said to Winnie,""Let's go and take a look. We didn't see his strength last time.”
Winnie nodded and followed Yang Yang.
Regardless of whether it was the spectator seats or the surroundings of the arena, it had already been surrounded by a crowd. In front of the arena, there was a group of women dressed in white. The most eye-catching one was the woman in blue with a white sword. In front of them were the Emei Sect Master, Nun Jinghui, and the Shaolin Sect Master.
"Luan Xiaoqi of the Emei Sect asks Senior Brother Yuan Se for advice.”She was dressed in white and had a green longsword. She had delicate features and was very beautiful. She spoke to the tall monk opposite her.
The round monk smiled and said to Luan Xiaoqi,""Senior Sister is pretty and has an excellent temperament. Senior Brother really can't bear to attack.”
Luan Xiaoqi blushed and lowered her head."Thank you for your praise, Senior Brother."
As soon as Yuan Se finished speaking, a furious curse came from below the stage,"This monk flirted with a girl. He's really bringing shame to Shaolin Temple!”
The Shaolin Temple Master blushed and whispered to Yuan Se,""Yuan Se, why aren't you competing?”
"Junior Sister, please make the first move." Yuan Se said seriously.”
"Thank you, Senior Brother." Luan Xiaoqi murmured. This sword is called Blue Water. Please enlighten me, Senior Brother!”
As Luan Xiaoqi spoke, she drew the sword on her back. A green light flashed on the sword, making people feel strange. They might feel that the earth was rejuvenated and the spring breeze was warm, but they also felt that there was a hidden killing intent.
Yuan Se also took out his staff and said,"Magic Staff, Demon Subduing. Senior Sister, don't be polite. Make your move!"
A fierce battle was about to begin…
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