Chapter 594: The registered disciple of the Qijue Sword Emperor (second update)

An hour later, Wang Qingshan came on the stage. His opponent was a young woman in a red dress who was on the fourth floor of the foundation.

Wang Qingshan did not use his sword control skills, but instead sacrificed three golden metal balls, which turned into a golden armored guard more than ten feet tall, a giant cyan eagle more than ten feet long, and a red giant sword more than ten feet long. Giant pythons, they are all second-level high-grade puppet beasts.

With a pinch of his magic technique, three second-order high-grade puppet beasts pounced on the young woman in the red dress.

The young woman in the red dress was only on the fourth level of foundation building. Faced with the attack of three second-level high-grade puppet beasts, she was a little confused.

She released a spell to attack the puppet beast, but it failed to cause much harm to the puppet beast. On the contrary, the spell released by the puppet beast almost killed her.

"Young man, admit defeat obediently, I don't want to kill you." Wang Qingshan said coldly.

Although it is not necessary to sign a life and death certificate, Wang Qingshan does not want to kill anyone. If he kills his opponent, he will definitely offend his family.

The young woman in the red dress rolled her eyes and nodded. Her sleeves suddenly shook, and two black balls flew out and hit Wang Qingshan.

"Stubborn." Wang Qingshan shook his head and pointed his right hand towards the void.

A large piece of cyan sword energy flew out and slashed at the two black beads.

Boom!

There was a huge roar, and a dazzling black thunder light lit up, covering an area dozens of feet in radius.

Not long after, the black lightning dissipated, leaving Wang Qingshan unscathed.

The young woman in the red dress wanted to take other measures, but a strong gravity suddenly appeared on the ground, making it difficult for her to move even one step.

A giant cyan eagle fell from the sky, grabbing her Tianling Cap with its claws.

Keng!

Her body-protecting spirit shield blocked the claws of the giant cyan eagle, but soon, a huge mace hit the body-protecting spirit shield.

With a "click" sound, her protective spirit shield shattered, and the mace hit her body.

The young woman in the red dress flew backwards immediately, vomiting blood without stopping.

The clothes on her body were torn by the mace, revealing her tight-fitting pink bellyband, and most of her breasts were exposed, which attracted people's imagination.

A huge red python rushed towards her with its mouth open, its fangs extremely sharp. A huge green eagle swooped down from the sky, and a guard in golden armor rushed towards her from the front.

"Stop, I give up, stop it." The young woman in the red dress was startled and shouted hurriedly.

She was only at the fourth level of foundation building, and was no match for the three second-level high-grade puppet beasts.

"Wang Qingshan wins." The referee announced loudly.

Wang Qingshan looked indifferent, put away the puppet beast, and walked towards the audience.

The first round of competition ended, with 160 winners, and the draw of lots continued.

This time, Wang Qingshan drew number 1, and his opponent was Han Yuexin.

Wang Qingshan was a little surprised: "Fairy Han, why is it you?"

Han Yuexin smiled brightly and said: "You can participate in the fight, and so can I. However, I admit that I am not your opponent, and I will admit defeat."

She sent a message to Wang Qingshan: "Fellow Daoist Wang, come on, I believe you can win the first place, don't expose too many ways to fight the enemy."

After saying this, Han Yuexin jumped off the ring in front of everyone's surprised eyes.

Wang Qingshan was a little dumbfounded. He sighed softly and walked off the ring.

The second round of competition was very fierce, with more than a dozen people killed and injured. The five foundation-building monks that Wang Qingshan paid attention to all won.

The young man in red clasped his hands together and directed a batch of flaming red sword energy toward the opposite side, flying out and slashing down head-on.

A shrill scream sounded, and the opponent was split in half with his protective spirit shield. The body was wrapped in rolling flames. After a while, the flames dissipated and the body disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"What a powerful sword spirit!"

Wang Qingshan's face was solemn. The young man in red could destroy the enemy by releasing his sword energy without using any magic weapon. He was too strong.

It seems that the young man in red must have a background and be ruthless.

Taoist Ziyang looked at the young man in red with a thoughtful look on his face. He asked Princess Yong'an: "Princess Yong'an, what do you call your nephew? What do you think of the sword skills he used?" Is it the shadow of the Qi Jue Sword Emperor?"

"Qi Jue Sword Emperor? But the Qi Jue Sword Emperor, the master of the Qi Jue Sect? It is said that the Qi Jue Sword Emperor's sword skills are profound and have reached the realm of harmony between heaven and man. It is rare that Yuanying monks are his opponents. He once fought one against two, and one of the opponents died and the other was seriously injured. , doesn’t it mean that he is obsessed with swordsmanship and doesn’t want to accept disciples?” Leng Rumei said in surprise, with a solemn look on her face.

Princess Yong'an smiled sweetly and said: "He is my nephew Zhou Yunxiao. Because of the relationship between our royal family and the Qijue Sect, the Qijue Sword Emperor accepted him as a registered disciple. He taught him sword skills for a few days, and the child learned some Fei Mao has always thought very highly of himself, so I just took this opportunity to let him know that there is heaven outside the world and there are people outside the world."

Fellow Daoist Ziyang and Leng Rumei looked at each other with solemn expressions. How could they not see that Princess Yong'an wanted Zhou Yunxiao to shine.

They also brought a few elite disciples with them on this trip, but they were not the best disciples and may not be Zhou Yunxiao's opponents.

There is no way, the reputation of the Qi Jue Sword Emperor is too loud. It is widely rumored in the Central Plains Cultivation World that the Qi Jue Sword Emperor is the first person below the Transformation God, and he is invincible in the Central Plains Cultivation World.

Even if he is a registered disciple of the Qijue Sword Emperor, his strength is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary foundation-building monks.

The second round of competition ended, and the eighty foundation-building monks advanced to the next round, where they were drawn again to compete.

This time, Wang Qingshan’s opponent was a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a fifth-level foundation.

Wang Qingshan still did not use sword control, and defeated his opponent with three second-level high-grade puppet beasts.

Like the previous two rounds, Zhou Yunxiao did not use any magic weapon. He released a large red sword energy from both hands, easily breaking through the opponent's defense and killing the opponent.

In the next three rounds of competition, Zhou Yunxiao was unstoppable with his superb sword skills, and all his opponents died in his hands.

Wang Qingshan relied on three second-level high-grade puppet beasts and sword control skills to defeat many opponents and advance to the finals.

Among the ten foundation-building monks, except Wang Qingshan and Zhou Yunxiao, the other eight are from Chongyang Academy, Qianjimen, Wanhua Palace and Taiyi Immortal Sect. The lowest is six levels of foundation building, and the highest is eight levels.

According to the regulations, they will draw lots and compete for the top spot.

"Don't draw lots to compete. It's too troublesome. The first place belongs to me. If you have any opinions, just compete with me. If you can't get the first place, there is no difference between being ranked second and tenth."

Zhou Yunxiao's expression was indifferent, his eyes full of pride.

"Zhou Daoyou said in a loud tone, my younger sister Li Yuan from Wanhua Palace wants to learn Zhou Daoyou's sword skills."

A woman in a green skirt with delicate features and delicate features stepped forward with a calm expression, holding a lotus lantern in her hand.

"I hope you can last a little longer and don't die so quickly."

Zhou Yunxiao sneered and agreed, his face full of pride.

Before that, he didn't even use magic weapons. He relied solely on his sword energy and defeated his opponent with one sword. No one could make him use a second sword.