Decisive Battle Day!

The drums and horns sounded, and the entire Bailu Academy seemed to be in full swing. This was a crucial battle. This battle would determine the only chief disciple of the Bailu Palace. This chief's position in the academy will be second only to the saint Lin Muzhao, and is still above the two chiefs Dongfang Lin'er and Dan Tai Yao. They will also participate in the implementation and plan some major matters in the academy and become powerful.

I, who was wearing a white robe, carried the Immortal Bone Sword and walked into the viewing table side by side with Lin Muzhao, immediately attracted many gazes. As my cultivation level improved, a person's temperament was very likely to change. At this time, my temperament was far from being in the lower realm, so every time I looked in the mirror, I felt that I became more handsome and free.

Lin Muzhao was still full of fairy charm, wearing a snow-white dress, looking spotless, and his whole body seemed quiet and holy. He held the Muzhao sword and was immediately considered a couple by everyone. Every day, he appeared in pairs in the holy palace. Rumors about me and Lin Muzhao had already flown all over the sky, but he was not afraid of the shadow slanting, so he didn't have to care.

"Boss, come on!"

"Brother Xuan, strive for the chief!"

In the stands, Zhao Hao, Song Qian, Tong Zhuo, Mo Li, Bai Tianhua and others waved their fists and shouted loudly, very passionately, attracting everyone's attention, while I smiled and nodded, unable to respond to them one by one, and tried to calm down my mind. Today's battle would inevitably be a hard battle. If my mood was shaken, the result might be different.

...

On the battle stage, a familiar figure appeared. It was Uncle Zhou who was holding a crutch in his hand. He looked like he would die at any time. He leaned on the crutch in his right hand and the book in his left hand. He stepped onto the battle stage step by step in the void. He looked shaky, but his momentum was steady. His trembling palm opened the book and said: "The final battle of the chief White Deer Palace is about to begin. Please ask all candidates to go on stage to draw lots."

Another deacon elder flew onto the stage, holding a jar in his hand, and there were wisps of inscriptions around the jar, so that my sword-do divine eyes could not see through it.

Everyone came to the stage one after another. There were a total of nineteen small balls in the jar, marked from No. 1 to No. 19, and then they will be caught and competed.

He reached into the jar, took out the ball and took a look. No. 1, it was really good, and he actually got the first game.

Long Xun drew No. 9, smiled faintly, and returned the ball back.

Zhang Xiuping No. 4, Mu Zhengping No. 8, and Dongfang Chen, who I pay most attention to the most, is No. 19. He is lucky. The number No. 19 was a bye in the first round, but obviously Dongfang Chen did not take it seriously, shook his head and smiled, and returned the ball back.

"Ahem..."

Uncle Zhou coughed tremblingly, and his old bones seemed to be about to fall apart at any time. He lay on his crutch and said, "The draw is over. The first game between the two sides will stay. No. 1 Bu Yixuan vs. No. 2 Baili Jun!"

Everyone flew off the battlefield one after another, and soon there were only two people left.

I slowly shook my palms gently, the Immortal Bone Sword was unsheathed, the sword sheath returned to the space bone ring, the sword edge burst out with a strong light, and even did not use the sword heart to combine, but just sacrificed the six sword auras. Although Baili Jun is an old man among the disciples of the Holy Palace, his strength is the weakest and he has never been very eye-catching. In the early stage of the Yuanling Realm, he is vulnerable.

Baili Jun smiled bitterly and said, "Junior Brother Bu, Senior Brother is so lucky!"

I smiled and said, "Senior Brother Baili, do you want to admit defeat?"

"No, I want to give it a try!"

At this moment, Baili Jun's fighting spirit suddenly surged, and the holy soul burst out and rushed out of his head. A sword broke into the air. The sword light was burning, as if it was about to burn the rules of the space melted. The burning feeling made people feel quite touched.

But this sword is almost full of flaws, and the fusion of power and swordsmanship is also sloppy and still vulnerable.

"Clam!"

The Immortal Bone Sword directly attacked, and when it touched the slanted, it knocked open the opponent's sword. The sword intent attacked Baili Jun's neck like thunder. His eyes immediately became dull and shocked. He seemed to have never thought that the gap was so big, nor did he expect that the speed of my sword would be so fast and decisive. He almost closed his eyes and waited to die.

Just as the Immortal Bone Sword was about to pierce his neck, I suddenly hung my wrist upside down, turned to the hilt of the sword and gently touched Baili Jun's neck, and immediately hit the protective Tiangang.

"Peng—"

Baili Jun was shocked and then opened his eyes and said gratefully: "Thank you for showing mercy, Junior Brother Bu!"

"You don't have to be polite, you should."

"I lost, congratulations."

"Take it."

The two flew off the battlefield, and the uncle in charge of the record put a hook behind my name. In this way, I went directly to the top ten of the Holy Palace. This is an improvement, because I have been in the Holy Palace for a short time and the Holy Palace has not been re-ranked, and it still maintains the tenth ranking of the White Deer Palace. Now, in the battle, I have ranked in the top ten of the 19 Holy Palace disciples. This has made progress and no countdown.

Next, Zhang Xiuping fought a new disciple of the Saint Palace. With just seven moves, the young disciple was defeated by Zhang Xiuping, and he was convinced. Jiang was still the old man. After all, Zhang Xiuping was a person who accepted the inheritance of the Sword Saint. The difference between the disciples in the inner courtyard was not a little bit.

The competition was in full swing.

Mu Zhengping also won the first round and soon entered the next game, Long Xun vs. Han Jianyuan.

Han Jianyuan ranked fifth in the original Holy Palace, second only to Zhang Fushui, and was also one of the master's favorite disciples. However, his talent and understanding were limited and he never broke through the Yuanling Realm and entered the semi-saint realm. His battle with Long Xun was obviously not optimistic.

Just as I expected, Long Xun showed no mercy and shocked Han Jianyuan in just three moves to spit out blood.

...

"This Long Xun..."

Lin Muzhao frowned slightly and said, "I really need a lesson, I'm so arrogant!"

"yes!"

I nodded, and then remained silent.

Then, the battle in the lower half began, almost all of them were overwhelmed. Zhang Fushui, Jiang Yuling, Yunyang, Lu Qingshu and other old Holy Palace disciples won one by one. They had at least received guidance from masters and had the secrets of the rules between offense and defense. The mystery of the rules between offense and defense cannot be compared with the disciples of the inner courtyard, and it would be natural to win.

Dongfang Chen was disappointed. As the only bye, he would have a fight in the next game.

"Dongdongdongdongdong~~~"

With a rapid drumbeat, the second round of showdown began.

The first battle was the battle between me and Zhang Xiuping.

"Swish--"

I rushed to the battle stage with a quick step. The Immortal Bone Sword Storm trembled, and wisps of sword intent surrounded me, and my clothes were undulating. I squinted my eyes and looked at this long-lost opponent. I had long wanted to fight Xiuping with the Young Master of the Feather Clan, but I had no chance. Today I can finally fight openly.

Zhang Xiuping stepped onto the battle stage step by step, with feather light lingering around him, and a pair of white light wings suddenly opened from behind, holding a sharp sword in his hand, with extraordinary momentum, and an instant shock of a holy aura erupted from his body. He had just stepped into the semi-saint realm and was in the limelight. Obviously, he wanted to decide the victory and defeat with me, and his fighting spirit was extremely high.

"Bu Yixuan, let's fight!" He sneered: "Do the new and old accounts together!"

"No need?"

I pointed the fairy bone sword in my hand gently, smiled slightly and said, "Zhang Xiuping, you are not on my opponent list at all, just you? You actually want to settle the score with me..."

Zhang Xiuping was so angry that he almost got angry. The sword trembled with a strong flame and rushed towards him. He almost got into the fire. He walked in the sea of ​​fire with great momentum. With his steps, thousands of sword energy soared into the sky. After entering the semi-saint realm, Zhang Xiuping's strength has indeed been essentially improved, and the sword path has also entered the initial stage of sword heart brightness.

However, as the young master of a family as big as the Feather Clan, he just had just realized the clear mind of swords, which was still not enough!

As he raised his hand, Zhang Xiuping directly launched a wave of sword intent to crush him. The rumbling sound on the battlefield made a sound, and the sword aura lingered, which shocked the disciples watching the battle and exclaimed in surprise.

"Is this the true strength of the disciples of the Holy Palace?"

"The strong Zhang Xiuping is indeed worthy of being the number one genius of the Feather Clan. I am afraid I will never evolve this kind of sword art in my life."

"Zhang Xiuping has entered the semi-saint realm and can use the power of the holy path, but Senior Brother Bu is only at the peak of the Yuanling Realm. A realm is separated by a distance, just like a distance of one heaven. If some fights in this battle, it may be a hard battle."

...

Amid the discussions of the crowd, I took a step forward, and the colorful holy soul rushed out of my head, but only fought against Zhang Xiuping with the power of the clear sword heart. The nine-level sword aura lingered around, and a sword slashed out, turning into a sharp air ray, cutting the sword tide evolved by Zhang Xiuping, and shattering it. In a blink of an eye, the wave turned into pieces of sword intent and broke the sea, with no lethality at all.

"Che"

Zhang Xiuping roared angrily, and a sword stabbed at a very fast speed. The sword edge surrounded the blazing white flames. This sword actually accompanied the sword power of some space rules. The blazing white flame was the power of the boundary-breaking force evolved from the space rules. The lethality increased sharply, much stronger than the ordinary assassination offensive.

“Too weak!”

I shouted softly, and a trace of blazing white light ignited from the Fairy Bone Sword, and a sword that collided head-on.

"Clam~~~~"

Mars burst, and the pros and cons were judged. Zhang Xiuping was shocked and his sword intention dissipated. He slipped out along the battle platform. I stood still on the battle platform. At the beginning of the peak of the Yuanling Realm, it was still very relaxed. After all, Zhang Xiuping could only be regarded as a genius, not a demon-level king.

"you……"

Zhang Xiuping's face was full of viciousness. With a roar, a piece of true feather appeared behind him, and it instantly burned violently, which immediately increased Zhang Xiuping's power by a huge increase. He actually used the means of burning true feathers to increase his strength. Could it be that the feather tribe could only use this trick?

I couldn't help but smile and took the initiative!

"Buzz~~~"

The Immortal Bone Sword wrapped in the power of heaven and earth, and created a rumble of heaven. It swept countless spatial rules and slashed above Zhang Xiuping's head with one sword, and fell down with the force of a mountain. The nine-level sword aura flowed vigorously and had an astonishing lethality. At the same time, a sword pillar rushed out of the top of his head, directly using the power of the sword heart unity!

"you!"

Zhang Xiuping's face turned pale and hurriedly waved his sword to block it, but he could not block it. When a sharp sword flew out of his hand, his palm was even more bleeded. Once I was serious, he would not even have the power to fight back.

"Go down!"

The sword that was stinging suddenly rose up and turned into a heavy blow to Zhang Xiuping's chest with a fist. He immediately knocked him away from the battle stage with a "bang".

...

"Three moves..."

"Zhang Xiuping is so strong that he actually lost in three moves!"

"Then... that's a half-saint genius. How did Senior Brother Bu do it? Can a Yuanling Realm easily defeat the half-saint genius? Is Senior Brother Zhang Xiuping that weak?"
Chapter completed!