Chapter 195 The weird third round
Yuan Fanbai was very magnanimous and made a gesture of invitation to Han Yang.
Han Yang didn't move, just stood there and said, "I challenge Yuan Menyi Tiangong and admit defeat."
"..."
Everyone felt speechless.
This guy Han Yang really doesn't let anyone take advantage of any loopholes.
After Yi Tiangong's last challenged spot was used up, others who wanted to target Yi Tiangong had no chance.
Only Yi Tiangong can challenge others, and others cannot challenge him.
This made several guys who were ready to use up the number of challenges first to avoid Han Yang's revenge and then challenge Yi Tiangong completely at their wits' end.
Even Yuan Fanbai took another look at Han Yang.
Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters.
Han Yang did not care about personal success or reputation, and tried his best to protect his fellow disciples, which he admired.
Talented elites, who are not arrogant?
Many people knew that defeat would be beneficial to the sect, and for the sake of their personal future and to show their strength in front of Yuan Zong, they would not do so.
Han Yang did it without hesitation.
Based on this alone, Yuan Fanbai looked highly at Han Yang.
Yi Tiangong tightened his hand on the bow and arrow, and then looked at Han Yang suspiciously.
He and Han Yang were not familiar with each other, so there was absolutely no need for Han Yang to do this.
For some reason, he saw the shadow of someone in Han Yang.
Senior brother of Yuanmen, Blood Lotus Swordsman.
At this moment, Han Yang's image overlapped with that of the Blood Lotus Swordsman. Both of them "loved the sect" and "sacrificed themselves for others."
"No way...are they two the same person?"
Yi Tiangong inexplicably thought that Han Yang's figure holding the Tianyuan Sword just now was very similar to the Blood Lotus Swordsman.
The Blood Lotus Swordsman, the senior brother of Yuanmen, is the same person as Han Yang?
This is a big joke!
Yi Tiangong could imagine how many people's jaws would be shocked if this news broke out.
Because Han Yang "occupied" the spot in the Blood Lotus Swordsman ruins, there were many disputes between the two fans.
If the two are the same person, then...
After all the qualifications to be challenged were exhausted, Yuanmen was like a bystander in the second round of martial arts competition.
Watching other sects fight to the death.
The main sect's martial arts competition was not just a competition of martial arts in silence. Soon, there were casualties on the field.
The upper three sects almost defeated the other sects in a crushing manner.
Any disciples from the fifteen sects who were somewhat bloody and wanted to challenge the authority of the upper three sects were brutally suppressed by the upper three sects.
Even if you win once, you will immediately face challenges from three top talents.
In just one hour, seven or eight fifteen disciples had been seriously injured or even died tragically.
The main sect showed its ferocious side by showing off its martial arts.
Not every sect is as lucky as the Yuan Sect and has the protection of a strong and protective person like Han Yang.
At the end of the second round, sixty-three people passed the test!
There were not enough sixty-four people.
Except for Han Yang and Yi Tiangong, there were only thirteen geniuses from the fifteen disciplines who were lucky enough to pass.
The remaining forty-eight people turned out to be people from the third sect.
"Haha, the little guys are doing well... Now let's start the third round..."
Gong Liangyu's face was full of smiles, and the corpses on the square seemed not to be in his eyes at all.
Even within the sect, competition is so cruel.
For countless years, Gongliang Yu has been used to it.
The third round of martial arts competition begins!
Han Yang found that except for him, the expressions of all the geniuses became quite complicated.
Some are afraid, frustrated, some are indignant, and some are eager to try.
Only then did he remember that for some unknown reason, that guy Xu Ziran didn't mention the third round of the General Sect's martial arts competition to him.
Is there something fishy about this third round of martial arts?
Gong Liangyu led the way, and sixty-three geniuses from the eighteen sects moved forward towards the Yuanzong Mountain Gate.
After a stick of incense, the huge mountain gate of Yuanzong appeared in everyone's sight.
The first thing Han Yang noticed was the couplets on the huge stone tablets that were ten feet high on both sides of the stone archway in front of the mountain gate.
The first couplet is: There is no door to all the wonders, which is the master of Yuan.
The second line is: Sweeping away all the demons is the truth of martial arts.
The two couplets of text, with iron paintings and silver hooks, have a unique Taoist charm. The person who wrote them should be at least the level of Emperor Wu.
It seems that the Yuan Zong sect also had its glory days.
Under the couplets and in front of the stone archway, there are several rows of eye-catching seats.
In the first row, there is only one luxurious stone chair inlaid with gold and jade.
The second row, with two seats, has slightly lower specifications.
The third row, with five seats, is another step behind.
In the fourth row, the remaining fifty-six seats are just ordinary golden nanmu.
In front of these seats, stood a young man with his hands behind his back and long silver hair.
This young man's jade-like face revealed a touch of arrogance, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked at everyone as if he were looking down at all living beings like ants.
Except for a few Su Moyi, Mu Chengfeng, and Yuan Fanbai, the other eighteen genius disciples involuntarily lowered their heads when they were stared at. No one dared to look at this person.
Gong Liangyu looked at this scene with a smile, showing no emotion or anger.
It wasn't until there were only seven or eight people left who dared to look in front of them that the old man smiled and spoke.
"The rules of the third round are still the same as before. You can sit on whichever seat you think you can occupy! As long as you can sit on the corresponding seat, that will be your ranking..."
The rules Gong Liangyu mentioned made Han Yang slightly surprised.
Whichever chair you want to sit in?
Could it be that they are fighting each other?
What's the difference between that and the second round? It's completely unnecessary.
However, judging from how obvious it is to others, there seems to be something fishy going on inside.
After announcing the rules, Gong Liangyu stepped aside and watched the show with a smile.
"I'll go first!"
What Han Yang didn't expect was that the first one to step forward would be Yi Tiangong!
What’s even weirder is that none of the other seventeen disciples have any intention of stopping him.
Han Yang didn't understand what he meant, so he didn't act rashly and decided to wait and see first.
Yi Tiangong came to the young man in front of the chair, cupped his hands and said: "Yuanmen Yi Tiangong, please teach me!"
The young man remained unmoved and did not even take out his hands behind his back.
Yi Tiangong took a deep breath, then suddenly bent his bow and shot an arrow.
Bang bang bang!
The bowstring trembled, and three arrows shot at the young man.
Ten feet!
Five feet!
Three feet!
The young man still had his hands behind his back, motionless.
Whoosh whoosh!
Feather Arrow has arrived!
Facing the three feather arrows in his eyes, neck, and heart, the young man's body was shaken without moving.
The muscles of the body vibrate at an incredible frequency.
Puff puff!
The three feather arrows stopped abruptly on the young man's skin as if they were hitting leather, and then fell to the ground.
Just the strength of skin, flesh, muscles and bones was enough to knock down Yi Tiangong's arrows. This young man's skills were much stronger than Nanmen Wan'er's.
Bang bang bang!
The bows and strings sounded again.
After firing his bow and arrow, Yi Tiangong stepped on the ground and shot out like a sharp arrow, heading straight to the first seat in the fourth row!
At this time, the young man finally stretched out his fingers behind his back.
when!
The young man flicked his finger, and an arrow turned around and headed straight for Yi Tiangong.
The speed is twice as fast as when Yi Tiangong shoots with his spiritual weapon long bow!
The meteor-like feather arrows went straight to Yi Tiangong's heart.
