Cosmic Chronicle: Brilliant Stars

Chapter 124 Critical Match ([-])

The next match is Maoshan Wang Xuan versus Kunlun Yunge.

Maoshan, who usually hunts ghosts everywhere, only relies on peach wood swords and talismans to walk in the extremely dangerous Tianci Continent. Because his cultivation is relatively simple and he spends a long time with the dead souls in the underworld, many disciples die before they can get through the golden elixir.

Wang Xuan was in the Nascent Soul stage, which was rare in Maoshan, but he had already failed twice this time. He couldn't help but feel extremely frustrated. When he saw that his opponent was Yunge who almost stabbed someone to death just now, he instantly lost his fighting spirit.

The monks at the bottom of the mountain are really amazing. No wonder the master asked him to go out more often to gain insights. He never thought that he would be on the ranking list.

There is still a need for formality. With a sad face, Wang Xuan stepped onto the competition stage with heavy steps, bowed and said: "Wang Xuan of Maoshan, please give me advice from the fairy."

Yun Ge looked at Wang Xuan, who looked like a middle-aged man, but was extremely depressed like a teenager, and couldn't help but chuckled, "Kunlun Yunge, she's not a fairy."

Qingci and Yunshen didn't have any worries about this scene, they just watched the glutinous rice balls attentively, their big eyes sparkling.

Wang Xuan took a deep breath, drew a talisman on the simple peach wood sword with his fingers, and used his spiritual power to stab Yun Ge with a little tip.

However, it flew over like a coercion in a costume fight scene, but in Yun Ge's eyes, it was like slow motion and had no lethality.

He didn't use the regular sword, but tapped lightly with his fair and delicate fingertips, and the pentagram defensive formation appeared where it was touched, and the pale golden gorgeous formation protected Yunge.

Then he charged up and struck out with a palm, and the dazzling formation pushed Wang Xuan who was holding the sword away as if it were real, and he withdrew his hand calmly.

Wang Xuan didn't expect that the formation diagram couldn't be poked at all, so he put away the peach wood sword, his expression became solemn, he was still in the Nascent Soul stage after all, and his aura changed.

Countless yellow spells surrounded Yun Ge, spinning rapidly, almost blinding Yun Ge's eyes, Yun Ge felt the control of the spells, and simply closed his eyes.

Concentrating his consciousness, he instantly mapped out the sacred area that had almost covered the entire competition arena. The spells instantly dispersed as dust. Wang Xuan was shocked and quickly held up his sword to resist subconsciously, but was thrown to the bottom of the competition arena by four pale golden threads. .

"boom!"

Wang Xuan was stunned for a moment: "..."

Is this the end?

Why is the outside world scarier than ghosts?
He hurriedly got up and looked desperately at the soldier on duty who drew a third cross on his number plate. This is all right, he will be out on the first day, and he doesn't even need to take the number plate.

Wang Xuan, whose self-confidence was greatly hit, squeezed away from the crowd dejectedly, looked back at the extremely dazzling Yun Ge, and sighed with the names of people neatly arranged on the sky.

"There are so many experts in Tianci Continent. If I didn't come out and take a look, I would really think that I am very powerful."

It was still early in the evening, and Yun Ge had to wait half an hour for the next match, so he concentrated on watching other people's matches. Those who lost arms and legs from time to time were much more vicious than hers.

Due to the arrangement of the competition system, there were very few fights between disciples from the same sect. They were almost all staggered, but it became increasingly unavoidable as time went on. Yun Ge was watching the soldiers of the Four Elephants Sect fight.

It is indeed the largest physical training sect in the entire Tianci Continent. Every disciple is extremely strong. Even the sect uniforms are as strong as battlefield armor. They are nearly two meters tall and their feet shake when they step on the competition platform.

"Brother, can this warrior's physical training help you grow taller?" Yun Ge leisurely looked at the fiercely fighting warrior with a long spear on the stage, and looked up at Qing Ci and Yun Shen, two people who were 1.9 meters tall.

Is it the wrong way to open it? Why is she less than 1.7 meters?

Yun Shen naturally knew what Yun Ge was thinking, and said with a gentle smile: "Physical training can naturally grow taller, but physical training is the hardest and most tiring of all trainings, and it is always on the front line in the battlefield, so big brother I still admire the Four Elephant Sect."

Qing Ci's height was already like this in the Ark of Creation, and so was Yunge's height, which was exactly the same as that of Shenhun. As a result, Yunge, who looked up at people every day, found out that he was only 1.6 meters tall and complained about the Qing Emperor.

"This Four Elephants Sect is pretty good. I wonder if we can meet it later." Yun Ge murmured, then looked at Tang Yuan lightly, holding it with him at all times, for fear of accidentally losing it. A fattening rabbit.

Half an hour passed quickly, and Yun Ge and his party came to channel 56. Unexpectedly, this time Yun Ge encountered only one person in the Folian Temple.

Kunlun Yunge expresses his heart to Folian Temple
Yun Ge teleported to the martial arts arena, and stood holding a sword, ethereal like a fairy.He raised his eyes and stared at the monk Shi Xin who was wearing a clean robe, and couldn't help but marvel at his evildoer.

Standing tall and straight, with a faint smile on his lips, coupled with his pair of peach blossom eyes that charm all living beings, and the iconic golden lotus of Buddha Lotus Temple between his eyebrows, he has a beauty that is even more delicate than that of a woman.

The voice was also very pleasant, as clear as spring water, and he saluted slowly, with extremely elegant movements, and said: "Folian Temple is relieved, please enlighten me."

Yun Ge felt that every move was like the relief of a nobleman's son, and his alluring face did not look like a monk at all.

At this moment, Qing Ci's spiritual consciousness came through, and his voice was extremely indifferent, "Folian Temple Shi Xin, his strength is unpredictable, but he has never participated in the critical competition in the past few years. I'm afraid you won't be able to defeat me, so don't force it."

Yunge was slightly surprised, but with a calm expression on his face, he returned the gift and said with a smile on his face: "Kunlun Yunge, please give me some advice, master!"

Inadvertently revealing her graceful neck and clearly visible collarbones, the pleats of her skirt flowed like snow and moonlight flowing to the ground, her three thousand blue silk hair was tied up with a hairband, and her pair of brilliant star eyes made everyone in the audience forget about her. Know where you are.

However, Shi Xin restrained all his emotions, and the vague smile on his face made it impossible to guess what this person was thinking.

Immediately, he moved directly in front of Yun Ge. The speed was so fast that the people in the audience thought he was teleporting, but his clean and slender hands carried overwhelming power and swatted at Yun Ge!

As soon as Yunge smelled the faint fragrance of lotus, she leaned back extremely hard, her slender and soft waist almost parallel to the ground, and dodged the palm at an incredible angle.

"Keng!"

When the regular sword came out, the sword blade flowing with starlight swept across Shi Xin's knee in an instant, Shi Xin leaped into the air and turned around like a dragon swimming to fight back. Before Yun Ge had time to stand up again, he knocked Yun Ge back with a palm.

Yun Ge's heart was shocked, his ribs were almost crushed by the powerful force, and he inserted the rule sword on the competition platform to slow down his retreating body, fortunately the astral force took part of it.

Even so, blood surged up, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. It was extremely abrupt on her skin as white as frost and snow, but it was still breathtakingly beautiful.

Shi Xin returned to the place where he first stood. The wind gently blew his dust-free cassock. The extremely evil monk with unfathomable strength frightened the female monk below.

Qing Ci's hand holding the sword was a little white, full of fighting spirit, and the strength of this heart-relieving strength made Tian Que Sword ready to move.

Yun Shen frowned and looked worriedly at the competition stage together with Tang Yuan. The Shi Xin of the Folian Temple was a big black horse rushing into the critical competition.

(End of this chapter)