On hundreds of competition platforms, Primal Energy rays of light rose and fell one after another, and the roar of the collision of martial arts intertwined with the cheers of the disciples, resounding through the sky.
Luo Heng stood on the edge of Platform A8, looking around casually.
His opponent has not yet arrived.
Platform numbers are assigned according to cultivation level, and platforms with the A-number are prepared for the top disciples of each temple.
There are not many disciples of Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage, the mainstream is still Seven Yuan Nirvana Realm, and there are quite a lot of six yuan.
After a while, a figure landed on the platform.
He was a burly young man, wearing the dark red disciple uniform of the Vast Hall, with a resolute face and a powerful aura.
Seven Yuan Peak Nirvana Stage.
"Vast Hall disciple Su Yuan, I have met senior brother Luo Heng!" The young man saluted with clasped fists, his voice was loud, but there was obviously a trace of nervousness in his eyes.
Luo Heng looked at him, smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, let go and attack."
Su Yuan took a deep breath, a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.
He knew that he could not win, but being able to fight against senior brother Luo Heng was a rare experience in itself.
"I'm offended!"
Su Yuan shouted low, Primal Energy surged around his body crazily, above his fists, earthy yellow light condensed, and he punched out!
The fist wind howls like the top of a mountain!
Vast Hall's martial arts follows a fierce and domineering approach. Although this punch is not as powerful as Mu Li's Primordial Fist, it is still quite intense.
Luo Heng did not hide.
He raised his right hand, clenched his fingers, and punched out with the same punch.
Primal Energy was not used, just pure physical strength.
The two fists collided, making a dull loud noise.
Su Yuan felt an irresistible force coming from his fist, and his whole body was shaken back a few steps, his arms were numb, and his heart was horrified.
Luo Heng remained motionless, retracted his fist, and said calmly, "The punch is strong enough, but the force is too scattered, and the power is not concentrated at one point. Please practice again."
Su Yuan was stunned for a moment, then a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Luo Heng Senior Brother is giving him instructions!
"Thank you, senior brother Luo Heng!" He cupped his fists and thanked him, his eyes full of gratitude.
Luo Heng nodded and said, "Come again."
Su Yuan gritted his teeth and took action again.
This time, he followed Luo Heng's instructions and focused his strength on the edge of his fist. His fist was more concentrated and more powerful than before.
Luo Heng still didn't hide and punched him.
This time, Su Yuan took five steps back.
"There is progress." Luo Heng nodded and continued, "But it is not enough. Your footwork and boxing are not coordinated smoothly enough, and your lower body is unstable when exerting force. Go back and practice more."
Su Yuan nodded repeatedly, as if he had found a treasure.
Luo Heng looked at him and said, "Do you want to continue?"
Su Yuan shook his head quickly and said with a smile, "If I don't fight, I won't fight. If Brother Luo Heng continues to fight me, I'm afraid my arm will become useless."
Luo Heng smiled and said, "Go down."
Su Yuan clasped his fists, turned around and jumped off the platform, with unconcealable excitement on his face.
The surrounding disciples looked at this scene with envy in their eyes.
Brother Luo Heng is not only strong, but also willing to give them guidance. This is the true style of Senior Brother.
Luo Heng stood on the platform, looking around, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of every disciple.
"Whoever admits defeat or fails, I will give him extra training in private."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
The disciples looked at each other, and then shuddered in unison.
Senior Brother Luo Heng will train in person?
Then you can't train people to death?
"Got it!" I don't know who shouted first, and then all the disciples responded in unison, "Luo Heng, don't worry, we will go all out!"
Luo Heng nodded with satisfaction.
The first round of competition went very quickly.
Hundreds of platforms started fighting at the same time, and most of the disciples with lower cultivation levels decided the winner within a few moves.
Seven Yuan Nirvana Realm's duel is a little longer, but it's only a matter of dozens of moves.
What really catches the eye are those disciples above Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage.
Over there Heavenly Hall, Ying Xiaoxiao stood on the No. 1 platform, dressed in black clothes, with green silk like a waterfall, and Azure Luan Sword turned into a stream of cyan light in his hand.
Her opponent was a top seven-yuan disciple of the Earthly Hall. That man didn't even survive three moves in front of her before he was knocked away by a sword.
Ying Xiaoxiao put away his sword, his face was cold, his eyes swept around him lightly, and then fell on Luo Heng in the distance.
Luo Heng smiled at her, Ying Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, and then looked away.
Platform A3.
Ying Huanhuan stood in the center of the platform, wearing a red dress that was particularly dazzling in the sun, and her black ponytail swaying gently in the wind.
Her opponent was a disciple of the Heavenly Hall who was new to Eight Yuan Nirvana. The man stood opposite with a grimace, looking as if he had no love left.
"Huanhuan, little senior sister, please be gentle..." the disciple whispered.
Ying Huanhuan blinked and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will be very gentle."
As soon as she finished speaking, she moved and appeared in front of the disciple, slapping out a palm.
Five Elements Creation Palm!
Five-colored rays of light flowed in her palm, and with one palm shot, the five-colored rays of light intertwined into a gorgeous palm print. The disciple didn't even have a chance to react, and was sent flying out, landing on the edge of the platform.
The disciple got up, checked his body, and found that he was unharmed. He was a little surprised that Ying Huanhuan was under Primal Energy control.
"Thank you, little senior sister Huanhuan, for showing mercy!"
Ying Huanhuan clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Go down."
The disciple quickly jumped off the platform and ran faster than a rabbit.
The disciples watching the battle burst into laughter.
"Huanhuan Senior Sister's palm is so beautiful!"
"What kind of martial arts is that? The five-color light is so gorgeous!"
"I don't know, but it's really powerful. Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage's senior brother can't even catch a single move!"
Ying Huanhuan Listening to those discussions, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and his eyes unconsciously looked in the direction outside Platform A8.
There, Luo Heng was standing with his hands behind his back, watching the battle on the platform with a calm expression.
He seemed to sense something, turned his head, and met Ying Huanhuan's eyes in the air.
Ying Huanhuan blushed slightly, turned his head away, and his ponytail drew a beautiful arc in the air.
The first round of competition ended soon.
The winning disciples stood on their respective platforms, waiting for the second round of drawing lots.
Qi Lei stood up, waved his palm, and light spots scattered from the sky, fell into the hands of each winning disciple, and turned into a new jade piece.
Luo Heng reached out to catch it, opened it and looked at it, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
A number three.
Luo Heng raised his head, looked through the crowd, and looked at the red figure in the distance.
Ying Huanhuan was also looking at the jade piece in his hand, and the expression on his face changed from surprise to joy. Then he raised his head, met Luo Heng's eyes, and waved to him.
Luo Heng smiled and walked towards her.
Platform A3.
Luo Heng and Ying Huanhuan stand opposite each other, no more than ten feet apart.
The surrounding disciples watching the battle had already exploded.
"Meet each other in the second round? This is so lucky..."
"Senior brother Luo Heng versus senior sister Huanhuan? How to fight?"
"Who do you think will win?"
"Nonsense, of course it's Senior Brother Luo Heng. Although Senior Sister Huanhuan is great, she is still far behind compared to Senior Brother Luo Heng."
"That's not necessarily true. Senior sister Huanhuan has made great progress recently, and senior brother Luo Heng will definitely not do anything harsh."
"Isn't this nonsense? Senior Brother Luo Heng is willing to do something serious to Senior Sister Huanhuan?"
Discussions arose one after another, and everyone was speculating on the outcome of this competition.
On the high platform, the senior executives of the Dao Sect also expressed interest.
Chen Zhen stroked his beard and smiled, "It's interesting, we met in the second round, and I don't know who arranged it."
Wu Dao twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "The drawing is random, it can only be said to be God's will."
Qi Lei looked at the two figures on the platform, then looked at Ying Xuanzi beside him, and found that Sect Master's face was calm, with no emotion visible, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly curved.
Wei Sen came over and whispered, "Brother, how do you think Luo Heng will beat that kid?"
Qi Lei glanced at him and said, "You don't care how he fights? He will win anyway."
Wei Sen It was right once I thought about it, so I didn't ask any more questions.
on the platform.
Ying Huanhuan put his hands on his hips, looked at Luo Heng, raised his chin slightly, and said, "Brother Heng, I will not show mercy."
Luo Heng smiled and said, "Come anyway, I want to see how much progress you have made recently."
Ying Huanhuan snorted and said, "Then you should keep an eye on it!"
She took a deep breath, Primal Energy surged around her body, and Peak Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage's breath exploded without reservation.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze a bit.
The expressions of the disciples watching the battle changed slightly, and Senior Sister Huanhuan's aura was much stronger than before.
Ying Huanhuan did not rush to take action, but reached out and took out a guqin from Spatial Pouch.
The body of the piano is completely white and as warm as jade. The lines of the mythical beast Bai Ze can be vaguely seen flowing on the surface of the piano. The strings are made of Nine Heavens Divine Silkworm Silk and glow with a faint silver light in the sunlight.
The body of the piano trembled slightly, and a blur of white light rose from the piano, transforming into a small white beast the size of a palm. It was all white and looked like Bai Ze. It had a pair of lively eyes and squatted on the head of the piano, looking around curiously.
Nine Heavens Ringing Qin.
Top Grade Pure Yuan Treasure.
The whole place fell silent instantly.
The disciples looked at the guqin with astonishment in their eyes, but most of them just thought that the guqin was beautiful and had a strong aura, but they didn't know what level it was, Spirit Treasure.
After all, Pure Yuan Treasure is too far away for them.
But the expressions of the senior officials on the high platform completely changed at this moment.
Chen Zhen stood up suddenly, his eyes widened, staring at the guqin, his voice trembling. "This is...Pure Yuan Treasure? And... top grade?!"
Wu Dao also looked shocked and murmured, "How is it possible? There are only a few Spirit Treasures of this level, and there are only a few Eastern Xuan Regions..."
Qi Lei looked solemn, and he could feel the terrifying power contained in that guqin. That kind of power was stronger than any Spirit Treasure he had ever seen.
Wei Sen stood up directly, opening his mouth wide enough to fit an egg.
Earthly Hall Master, Vast Hall Master, and the elders all looked shocked, their eyes fixed on the guqin.
"Top Grade Pure Yuan Treasure... also comes with its own weapon spirit..." an elder's voice was harsh.
"Where did you get this girl?" Another elder looked incredulous.
Ying Xuanzi was sitting in the center with a calm expression, but his eyes fell on the guqin, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.
Of course he can tell that the grade of this guqin, Top Grade Pure Yuan Treasure, is more precious than Dao Sect, except for Great Desolation Monument, any other palace treasure.
In the entire Eastern Xuan Region, there are only a handful of people who can produce this level of Spirit Treasure.
And there are even fewer people who are willing to give Spirit Treasure of this level to Huanhuan.
Ying Xuanzi's eyes slowly turned to the slender figure on the opposite side of the platform. He was silent for a moment, then looked back and sighed softly in his heart.
Luo Heng This guy...
On the platform, Ying Huanhuan placed Nine Heavens Ringing Qin across his knees, and his slender jade fingers gently brushed the strings.
"Brother Heng, I'm going to do it for real."
Luo Heng smiled and said, "Come on."
Ying Huanhuan took a deep breath and plucked the strings with her jade fingers.
"Ding--"
The crisp sound of the piano sounded, and an arc of green light shot out from the body of the piano, heading straight for Luo Heng!
Emerald Light Arc!
This is the basic move of the Heavenly Hall's sonic martial arts. It condenses Primal Energy with the sound of the piano and turns it into a sharp light blade to attack the opponent.
The arc of light was extremely fast and arrived in front of Luo Heng in the blink of an eye.
Luo Heng raised his hand and waved lightly, and a soft Primal Energy surged out, shattering the arc of light.
"Too slow." Luo Heng laughed.
Ying Huanhuan snorted and twirled his jade fingers, and streams of Emerald Light Arc poured out like a heavy rain!
Each arc of light is as sharp as a knife, enough to drive an ordinary Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage expert into panic.
But Luo Heng just stood there and with a wave of his hand, all those light arcs were shattered.
Ying Huanhuan was not discouraged, his fingers were beating rapidly on the strings, and the sound was getting faster and denser.
The Primal Energy in her body surged crazily, pouring into Nine Heavens Ringing Qin, and mysterious lines began to appear on the piano body.
Formless Bodhi Sound!
This is one of the Hall-Suppressing Sound Wave Martial Art of the Heavenly Hall. It uses the sound of the piano to create the illusion of a clone and disturb the opponent's mind.
The sound of the piano changed, and illusory figures began to appear behind Ying Huanhuan.
Those figures are exactly the same as Ying Huanhuan, some are playing the piano, some are dancing swords, some are smiling, and some are whispering.
They flocked to Luo Heng from all directions, trying to disrupt his perception.
Luo Heng squinted his eyes.
This trick is somewhat interesting.
If it were anyone else, faced with this kind of phantom attack, they might not be able to tell the difference between east, west and north.
But Spiritual Power of Luo Heng is Nine-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master, and the quality is comparable to the peak of Lesser Immortal Talisman Master. An illusion of this level is just a piece of cake for him.
He closed his eyes, and with a gentle sweep of Spiritual Power, those illusions shattered like bubbles.
Ying Huanhuan's eyes widened.
"You... how did you break it so quickly?"
Luo Heng opened his eyes and smiled, "Although you have many illusions, each one lacks a soul. As long as Spiritual Power is strong enough, you can see through them at a glance."
Ying Huanhuan bit his lip and said, "Come again!"
She took a deep breath, pressed her jade fingers on the strings, and made a light stroke.
"Zheng--"
A sharp piano sound sounded, like a sharp sword unsheathed, piercing the soul!
Demon-Suppressing Melody!
This is the killer move of the Sonic God. It directly impacts the opponent's spirit with the sound of the piano, shocking the soul and imprisoning the action.
Wherever the sound of the piano passed, the air seemed to freeze.
Luo Heng stood there, letting the music of the piano penetrate into his mind.
Among the Niwan Palace, Myriad Law Seal glowed slightly, and the sound of the piano that was enough to drive an ordinary Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage expert insane did not stir up even a trace of ripples.
Ying Huanhuan looked at Luo Heng's motionless figure and was completely speechless.
"Brother Heng, how strong is your Spiritual Power?" she couldn't help but ask.
Luo Heng thought for a while and said, "Nine-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master, the quality is comparable to the peak of Lesser Immortal Talisman Master."
Ying Huanhuan: "..."
Lesser Immortal Talisman Master peak?
What is that concept?
That is equivalent to Life Xuan Stage Perfection or even stronger in Primal Energy's cultivation!
This guy is simply not human!
"I won't fight!" Ying Huanhuan put down the piano angrily and said, "I can't beat you at all!"
Luo Heng smiled and said, "Where are you now? You still have so many useless moves, come again."
Ying Huanhuan glared at him, but still hugged Qin again.
She knew that Brother Heng was practicing with her to familiarize her with the power of Nine Heavens Ringing Qin.
There are usually not many such opportunities. Since Brother Heng said so, let's continue.
Ying Huanhuan took a deep breath, Primal Energy surged wildly in his body, pouring into Nine Heavens Ringing Qin.
On the piano body, the Bai Ze Artifact Spirit seemed to have sensed the owner's thoughts and hummed happily. White rays of light poured out from the piano body and merged into Ying Huanhuan's body.
Her Spiritual Power skyrocketed at this moment.
Three Seal Rune Master's Spiritual Power, with the increase of Nine Heavens Ringing Qin, actually faintly touched the threshold of four seals.
Ying Huanhuan's eyes lit up, and his jade fingers quickly plucked the strings.
"Ding ding dong dong -"
The sound of the piano is no longer as sharp as before, but becomes melodious and sweet, like a clear spring flowing in a mountain stream, or like a spring breeze blowing on a willow branch.
But the melodious sound of the piano contains an indescribable power.
That's Nine Heavens Ringing Qin's second magical power, Heavenly Sound Suppressing Demon!
The sound of the piano turns into a blade, directly striking the soul!
The surrounding disciples watching the battle felt dizzy in their minds, as if something was knocking on their souls.
Those disciples with lower cultivation levels turned pale and quickly retreated.
The expressions of the senior officials on the high platform also changed slightly, and they quickly helped the disciples to isolate themselves from sonic attacks.
"What a powerful sonic attack!" Qi Lei said in a deep voice.
"The sound waves of this piano can actually attack the soul directly, ignoring Primal Energy's defense..." Wei Sen took a breath of cold air.
Chen Zhen looked at Luo Heng and secretly sighed in his heart, how many good things did this boy give Huanhuan?