Global reincarnation

"He should be able to win the championship this time!" Master Daoxuan was not angry at all, but said with a smile.

"Champion? How is it possible?" Tian Buyi couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this, "Headmaster, you are so boastful. If your results are not good when the time comes, don't be so embarrassed!"

Several other people agreed.

They have been brothers for hundreds of years, and they are harmonious with each other when no outsiders are present.

Afterwards, they went to the square to watch.

Jiang Chen is No. 8. He was there in the first game and was assigned to the No. 8 ring.

"Brother Jiang, come on!" Zhang Xiaofan was a little excited.

"Call me Senior Brother from now on!" Jiang Chen said, "Come on, try to fight until the end!"

"Okay senior brother!" Zhang Xiaofan left, followed by Lin Jingyu.

"Alas!" Chang Jian sighed, "I'm both looking forward to this martial arts competition but also uneasy!"

"Senior brother, why do you say that?" Jiang Chen asked strangely.

"Of course I'm looking forward to showing off in front of others and getting good results. As for being uneasy? With you, a monster junior brother, holding me down, and Lu Xueqi and other new disciples who are extremely talented, when the results are poor, where can I put my old face!"

"You are not old. In the secular world, you will definitely be regarded as a white-faced scholar of 17 or 18 years old. I don't know how many girls you will seduce!"

"Haha, come on, it's time for me to start too, come on, junior brother!"

"come on!"

Jiang Chen waved his hand and saw someone jumping up on the ring on his side, and he also jumped onto the ring.

"But Junior Brother Jiang?" The man opposite clasped his fists and raised his hands, "I am Chang Qing from Feng Huifeng!"

"Exactly!" Jiang Chen cupped his hands, "Senior Brother Chang!"

Chang Qing drew out his long sword, but when he saw that Jiang Chen had not drawn out the sword hanging from his waist, he couldn't help but frown: "Junior Brother Jiang, do you want to fight me with bare hands?"

"Please!" Jiang Chen signaled.

"Hey!" Chang Qing showed an angry look.

This clearly means that he is not taken seriously.

"Eight Directions Sword Slash!"

He took action directly, jumped into the air, and with one strike of his sword, eight rays of sword energy rolled in. The momentum was huge and very shocking. This was obviously inconsistent with the TV series Jiang Chen had watched. I still remember that movie, the fairy tale drama.

It's a martial arts drama, and it's not even as good as martial arts.

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to grab it, and saw the wind rising out of thin air on the stage, turning into eight whirlwinds. The wind blades inside swept across, tearing the sword energy to pieces.

In the blink of an eye, the vortex moved away and surrounded Changqing.

Ding ding ding!

Chang Qing's complexion changed, and his sword danced like the wind. He wanted to break through the whirlwind, but a wind blade shook him so hard that he almost vomited blood.

"Do you want to continue?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Senior Brother Jiang is so proficient in the art of wind control. He can control changes with one heart. I admire him. I am defeated!"

Chang Qing sighed helplessly, admitted failure, and even changed his title.

This situation shocked both the spectators and the leaders.

After all, Chang Qing's strength is not trivial. The fifth level of Yuqing is considered to be the upper level among many disciples, but he was defeated so easily.

"The method of controlling the wind is only a basic method, and almost everyone knows it. However, after it evolved, its power skyrocketed, and even the wind blade was added to it, increasing the lethality several times. It's amazing! Even I can't do it.

It must be possible to achieve this level!" Tian Buyi exclaimed.

Daoxuan smiled and said nothing.

In fact, he was a little surprised. After all, he knew better than anyone else that this disciple had basically been in seclusion for five years and had not practiced any magic at all.

How come you master it so skillfully as soon as you start it? You can change it as you wish and evolve at will.

It can only be attributed to genius!

Jiang Chen returned to his residence after falling off the ring. There was nothing interesting about these competitions, so it would be better to meditate quietly.

The spiritual energy of this world is richer than that of Feng Yun, and the order of the entire world is relatively active, making it relatively easy to enlighten.

There were more people competing on the first day, with sixty-four advancing to thirty-two.

The next day was thirty-two to advance to sixteen, and Jiang Chen still won easily.

On the third day, sixteen will be promoted to eight in the morning, and the first eight in the afternoon will be promoted to four.

"Alas!" Chang Jian lamented on the bed, "I finally defeated Song Daren, but I was also seriously injured and could only be ranked among the top eight. My opponent in the next level is Zhang Xiaofan. Junior Brother Zhang won very rarely last time.

It's weird, if I faced him, I had a 90% chance of winning, but in the end, I was seriously injured and couldn't fight, so I got an advantage over that kid!"

"Senior brother, this is not your fault!" Jiang Chen said with a smile, "Take good care of your injuries, and you will definitely win the first place in the next Seven Meridians Competition!"

In the ring, after he won, he found that Chang Jian was injured, so he helped him return.

"Next time?" Chang Jian shook his head, "I will be over a hundred years old by then, how can I still have the nerve to go on stage? Look at that kid Qi Hao, this time he wanted to lick his face and participate again, but ended up becoming the leader of Longshou Peak.

As the acting leader, I can only watch helplessly! But that boy is really lucky. He is only over a hundred years old, so he is temporarily acting as the acting leader!"

"Then you work hard, and after the headmaster abdicates, you can fight for the position of headmaster!" Jiang Chen said with enthusiasm.

"The position of headmaster?" Chang Jian pouted, "I have a senior brother above me, Xiao Yicai, who was the champion of the last Seven Meridians Competition. He is mature and prudent, has strong cultivation, and is deeply loved by the master. He is the next headmaster.

I am the perfect choice! But now that you have appeared, it’s hard to say what the future will be like!”

"I'm not interested!" Jiang Chen shook his head.

"Who can be sure of what will happen in the future? No matter who it is, haha, they are all my senior brothers. How can I be an elder in the future?" Chang Jian was very cheerful. He changed the subject and said, "This time the champion will be the winner.

The popular candidate is between Lu Xueqi, Zeng Shushu, and the three of you! But I am sure that the champion is none other than you! But Zhang Xiaofan is so lucky, and he is talented at the fourth level of cultivation, and he actually won it

Fourth place, alas! Lin Jingyu, who started with him, is said to be a genius that comes out once in a century or even a thousand years, but he is only in the top eight!"

Jiang Chen was also speechless.

With his disruption, Jiang Xiaofan reached the top four again.

The next day!

A large number of disciples gathered in the square.

Today's ranking of the top four is just three battles.

They didn't happen simultaneously, but started one after another.

In the first game, Lu Xueqi versus Zeng Shushu.

Needless to say, Lu Xueqi is a talented disciple of Xiaozhu Peak.

As for Zeng Shushu, he is the only son of Zeng Shuchang, the leader of Fenghuifeng. He is humorous, witty, popular, and loves rare and exotic animals. He is also extremely talented, has a good memory of erudite knowledge, and has loved reading various books and anecdotes since he was a child.

Strange things, searching for strange things, and extensive knowledge.

His cultivation level is also good, and he easily ranks among the top four.

Jiang Chen speculated that his cultivation should be at the seventh or eighth level of Yuqing Realm.

Zeng Shushu knew Lu Xueqi's temperament and was very competitive. Although he was not afraid of it, it would be very difficult to win. Instead of fighting in such a way that both sides would lose, he would be better off acting like a gentleman and thinking he was outmatched and defeated.

Lu Xueqi snorted and got off the ring.

"The next match is between Tongtian Peak Jiang Chen and Dazhu Peak Zhang Xiaofan!" The elders on the ring shouted loudly, "Come on stage!"

"Come on Xiaofan, defeat him, kill him!" Tian Linger's voice was particularly loud.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled bitterly and couldn't help but scratch his head.

Lin Jingyu stood expressionless. He had high hopes, but ended up in the top eight, not even as good as Zhang Xiaofan. Although he didn't say it, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in his heart.

"Just try your best!" Song Daren patted him on the shoulder!

"Well!" Zhang Xiaofan nodded and came to the stage, clasped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Jiang, you won the previous battles very easily, but you are invincible with just the wind control technique. I am no match for you!"

"Since we have met, we brothers will compete!" Jiang Chen said with a smile, "Let me see how far you have grown in the past few years?"

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath and held the fire stick, "Brother, please!"

"You strike first!" Jiang Chen held one hand behind his back and the other in front.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Zhang Xiaofan waved his stick and saw two ice picks shot towards Jiang Chen's shoulders.

Jiang Chen raised his palm and moved forward a little. A whirlwind suddenly rose up and swept two ice picks into it. At the same time, he smiled and said: "Xiao Fan, if you don't attack with all your strength, you will have no chance!"

"Hurricane Vortex!"

Jiang Chen shook his hand and a whirlwind gathered, roaring into the sky and covering the entire arena.

The terrifying suction force caused the disciples watching the battle to sway and fly over. They were all horrified and retreated one after another.

Buzz!

The fire stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand burst into cyan light, covering him, and he managed to stabilize his body. However, he saw the huge Xuan Wu, spinning and tearing, and the arena was faintly about to crack.

Moreover, there are a large number of wind blades in the vortex. Once they are sucked in, they will be cut into pieces if they are not torn to pieces.

Zhang Xiaofan looked timid, but he also shouted: "Open it for me!"