Chapter 1221 First Battle

After Han Li stood still, he glanced over and found that some of the people that Zhou Xianyang mentioned earlier had basically appeared on the stage.

This included Luo Yuanshan from Qinghuilin, Ziluo Fairy from Tianyou Lake, and others, and naturally Sikong Jian, who personally participated in the election regardless of his status as the leader, was indispensable.

The audience in the audience was quite disapproving of this person's behavior, and even felt a little shameless, booing all around the square for a while.

Sikong Jian saw this, but with a smile on his face, he opened the folding fan with a "snap", and shook it lightly on his own, with a calm expression on his face.

However, everyone was slandering and slandering, but they admired this person's shamelessness in their hearts. After all, once he successfully obtained the Bodhi Order, the benefits would be large enough to make people envious.

From this point of view, Sikong Jian is not considered insane for taking this gamble.

"Sect Master Zhou, if you are a member of Daoist Chang of the noble sect, you can win Sikong Jian, but you must defeat him. In this way, the reputation and prestige of Guyang Peak will fall to the bottom, which is just right to avenge your long-standing grievances." .” Zhao Yuanlai laughed.

"How can there be such a coincidence to draw lots?" Zhou Xianyang nodded with a smile, but he was sneering in his heart, hoping that Zhao Boluo would meet Si Kongjian.

As a matter of fact, Sikong Jianneng, as the master of a sect, already possessed strength, and besides, he already had a sinister reputation on the outside, so the rest of the people naturally hoped not to fight against him.

"I have ninety-six marking pills here, and you will each choose one later, and the number recorded on it is your selection number. After that, through selection number matching, number one will match number ninety-six, number two will match number ninety-five ... and so on, are you clear?" the presiding elder said slowly.

"Clear." All the candidates responded in unison.

"Start picking the number." The presiding elder said in one word, and threw it away casually.

I saw ninety-six balls shining with dazzling light flying into the sky, hanging above everyone's heads like stars.

All the candidates raised their hands immediately, and a ball fell like a shooting star and flew into their hands.

Han Li raised his hand to capture a round bead, and poured a ray of fairy power into it. The light of the round bead dimmed suddenly, and a number appeared on it.

"No. 91..." Han Li muttered to himself.

Everyone around also held round beads and saw their numbers.

The number in Sikong Jian's hand naturally became the focus of most people's attention, so they all turned their attention to him.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he didn't hide it, and he raised the ball in his hand generously, with two numbers "Nine Zero" written on it, and his number was exactly ninety.

"How come..." At this moment, a sigh came from the crowd.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a blue-skinned man with sharp horns and bulging cheeks, holding a round bead in his forehand, looking at Sikong Jian with a face full of despair.

While the rest of the people breathed a sigh of relief, they also secretly sympathized with this unlucky guy.

"Heh, you are really unlucky, Fellow Daoist Chang, what is your number?" At this time, Zhao Boluo suddenly came to Han Li and asked with a smile.

Han Li raised the round bead in his hand and showed it to him.

After the latter saw the number on it clearly, his face froze immediately, and he also raised his own bead.

Han Li frowned and looked, and saw that the number "Lu" was written on the round bead, which was exactly the number corresponding to the number ninety-one.

"This is really...fate..." Zhao Boluo said with a wry smile.

He looked bitter and full of regret, but the corners of his mouth trembled twice, apparently unable to hide his real smile.

When they communicated with Zhao Yuanlai before, the two of them had already decided that "Chang Qi" was an idiot who was neither fancy nor useful. Now that he picked up such a big deal, they were naturally overjoyed.

"This... Brother Shrike, please be merciful." Han Li's acting skills were superior to his, and he deliberately lowered his voice with a little uneasiness in regret.

"Chang Daoyou, each other..." Zhao Boluo's confidence soared when he heard this, but he still said politely.

"Everyone has chosen their number pills. Please invite the Taoist friends with the first 12 numbers and the last 12 numbers to board the twelve earthly branch martial arts platforms to start the competition. The rest of you are waiting for the stage to prepare." At this time, the voice of the presiding elder rang again.

Han Li and Zhao Boluo happened to belong to the first batch of monks participating in the battle. According to the division of the twelve earthly branches, they were arranged on the sixth martial arts stage, which is the Sizi stage.

The Meridian Terrace where Sikong Jian was located was right next to them, not more than a hundred feet away from their martial arts platform.

Amidst the cheers of the audience, the first twenty-four people to participate in the battle stepped onto the martial arts platform.

Before Zhou Xianyang and Zhao Yuanlai had time to rejoice that Han Li didn't win Sikong Jian, they saw the two of them appearing on the same martial arts stage.

"What a coincidence..." Almost at the same time, Zhao Yuanlai and Zhou Xianyang said in unison.

There was a bit of surprise in the tone of the two of them, and they both gloated a little.

"Sect Master Zhou, our two sects have always been close, no matter what the result of the battle today, we must not hurt our peace." Zhao Yuanlai turned his head to look at Zhou Xianyang, and said with a smile.

Zhao Yuanlai naturally thought that he had the chance to win, paving the way for Zhao Boluo to defeat Han Li.

"That's natural." Zhou Xianyang also laughed.

Don't say that Han Li pretended to be his junior brother to fight, even if the real Chang Qi fought against him, he also had confidence in his junior brother.

On the ring-shaped stone platform, the few people sitting in the center didn't care much about the battle on the martial arts platform, they just talked with each other, a small world was naturally isolated around them, and even other people sitting next to each other couldn't help it. Hearing what they were talking about, of course other people did not dare to snoop without authorization.

"Immortal Envoy Fengtian, I heard that there has been turmoil in the Real Immortal Realm recently. Not only is the Hall of Reincarnation unrest, but even the Gray Realm is in turmoil. What's going on?" Chun Jun asked.

"Northern Cold Immortal Territory, Green Mang Immortal Territory, and Heishan Immortal Territory, traces of gray world biological activities have appeared in many places, but they are all minor disturbances, not a big deal." Fengtian Immortal Envoy heard this and said with a smile.

Master Chunjun frowned slightly when he heard the words. If the heavenly courts all upheld this attitude, it would be a problem in itself.

"Didn't the Heavenly Court also make arrangements in the Gray Realm before? Could it be that something happened in the Gray Realm?" Master Chunjun asked.

"Changes have indeed taken place in the Gray Realm. The Black Rope Domain, which had always been neutral, began to join hands with the Samsara Domain. The Jiuyou Domain was also under pressure and cut off its connection with our Heavenly Court. In short, from the current point of view, they seem to be Once the opinions have been unified, they will invade the fairy world on a large scale." Hearing the words, the fairy envoy Fengtian had a look of hesitation on his face, and then he said through voice transmission.

Although Master Chunjun had already received some news, he was still a little surprised when he actually heard it from the envoy Fengtian.

As early as many years ago, the ancestor had analyzed the future situation of the Immortal Territory, and now it seems that it has been gradually fulfilled.

When the two were talking, there was a burst of warm cheers in the square. It turned out that the presiding elder saw that the twelve Earthly Branch martial arts platforms had already stood on the fighting monks, and immediately announced the start of the battle.

"I've offended you, Brother Shrike." On the stage, Han Li looked at Zhao Shrike, bowed his hands, and said.

"Fellow Daoist Chang, just shoot." Zhao Boluo bowed back and said with a smile.

After saying that, with a wave of his palm, a snow-white light curtain was born out of thin air, expanded, and enveloped the entire martial arts stage.

On the light curtain, crystal light flickered, and patterns of six-petal snow patterns vaguely appeared on the surface, densely packed and really beautiful.

"Brother Shrike's power of ice-attributed law is really strong, I have gained experience." Han Li laughed.

"I heard that Daoist Chang is good at cultivating the body, so I just wanted to ask for advice today." Zhao Boluo spoke very politely, but his actions were unequivocal.

With a wave of his hands, traces of blue cold air emerged from the ground around him, and there were bursts of "cracking" freezing sounds in the void, and a layer of blue ice crystals spread instantly, covering the entire martial arts platform.

Han Li lifted his foot and stomped on the ground, a burst of white qi expanded under his feet, and the surging blue ice crystal was instantly shattered into fine powder by a powerful force.

When Zhao Boluo saw this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a move with both hands, the cold air on the ground surged again, and ice cones rose from the ground layer by layer, piercing into the sky like spears.

Seeing this, Han Li's hundreds of profound orifices lit up one after another, and he leaped into the sky in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a figure disappeared behind him, and Zhao Boluo followed closely.

Holding a blue spear in his hand, he stabbed straight at Han Li's back.

With Han Li's speed, it would be very easy to dodge it, but he is currently participating in the battle as Chang Qi, if he really showed an unusual speed, it would only attract suspicion.

So, he just lowered his shoulders, dropped his body, and stood on the tips of the two ice picks with both feet, allowing his shoulders to be poked by the blue spear.

Zhao Boluo saw that Han Li avoided the vital point, and he felt a little regretful in his heart, and the fairy power from his hands suddenly surged out wildly.

The rune at the tip of the blue spear suddenly lit up, and an extremely cold breath seeped out. The blue light on the tip of the spear suddenly rose sharply, and a piece of blue ice flame gushed out from it, freezing half of Han Li's shoulder and his entire arm.

"Chang Daoyou, I'm sorry." Zhao Boluo couldn't suppress the smile on his face, and said.

With a flick of the spear in his hand, a powerful force penetrated in, and immediately scattered the ice crystals that had just frozen.

Han Li only felt his arm go numb, and the blue ice crystals covering it had already turned into a piece of light blue ground powder, which dissipated directly into the void.

"How can it be?"

The moment Zhao Boluo saw Han Li's arm clearly and did not disappear with the ice crystal, his expression instantly became very ugly.

"Brother Shrike, you may not understand our Xuanxiu. Body is the foundation. This bit of extreme cold power is really not enough. You'd better not keep your hands." Han Li said with a gentle smile on his face.

After saying that, the orifices on his arms lit up one after another, and he punched Zhao Boluo.

He imitated the characteristics of Chang Qi's kung fu, his strength came from his bones, and his arms were shrouded in white light, as if bathed in a starlight.