Maoshan Ghost King

Ge Yu was not surprised when the head teacher of Long Hua said that Yu Ling's little Master Tai and Longhushan's Tongtian Daoist, when he discussed with Wu Jiuyin and others before, he mentioned these two people, indeed It needs to be guarded, but the head teacher Long Hua suddenly mentioned what the **** is Shao Xiaolong, a family of Nanhai practitioners?

For a long time, this man named Shao Xiaolong has nothing too glaring about fighting with others. Ge Yu has also seen him fight with others. The methods are very ordinary, but his cultivation base is more vigorous.

In Ge Yu's opinion, this man named Shao Xiaolong is even worse than Wang Shida of the Tang Sect of Xichuan, and even less than Liu Yuchan of Zhongnanshan. How could he become his own rival?

Thinking of this, Ge Yu said: "Brother Master, I know the first two people you mentioned, but this person named Shao Xiaolong should not be as good as you said?"

"Sometimes what the eyes see is not necessarily true, maybe it is covered with a illusion, Shao Xiaolong's fight, I saw the end of the whole process, this person is also hidden, his name is Nanhai The Shao family is neither a large sect nor a family of spiritual practitioners. It seems to have emerged out of thin air. Therefore, brother, I think this person is a bit strange, so let you guard against him, and be careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years. Yes, I also hope that I feel wrong."

After a pause, Master Long Hua said again: "Even if you can't compete for the top leader, it's okay to get the top three. Brother, I still believe in your strength."

Master Longhua smiled at Ge Yu, waved his hand, and left here.

Ge Yu was depressed, this old slicker, he said in his heart that he didn't care, but in fact he still wanted to fight for the leader.

Seeing Master Long Hua was about to leave the house, Ge Yu suddenly said from behind: "Brother Master, stay."

"What's the matter?" Headmaster Long Hua looked back at Ge Yu.

"Do you have any news from Master? Hasn't he been back to Maoshan for so long?" Ge Yu asked.

Master Long Hua's face sank, he shook his head, and said, "No, since his old man left, there has been no news, and Mao Shan has never come back. No one knows where his old man has gone. Maybe he has his own. We don’t have to worry about doing things. With his old man’s cultivation skills, we don’t have to worry about his safety."

Ge Yu nodded, feeling stunned. When he looked up again, Master Long Hua had already left here quietly.

Tossing around all night, thinking about all kinds of messy things, at the dawn of day, Ge Yu sat cross-legged to meditate for an hour or two, and immediately recovered the state, full of energy, and full of energy. Early in the morning, Ge Yu was awakened by Zhong Jinliang, went to the dining hall of Hengshan Pie for breakfast, and then rushed to the competition arena.

Today is a crucial day. The thirteen disciples of the younger generation will fight each other and win the first prize.

Most of the disciples of the various major sects that have already been defeated have not left, and there are still a steady stream of people coming to the Hengshan Sect to watch today's competition.

In the middle arena, many arrangements were made. The ten elders of the Tiandao League, including the real Huaqing, sat around the arena, escorting the young disciples in the competition, so as not to let the two sides of the competition because His eyes were red and life was hurt.

And the surroundings of the ring are already crowded with people, and the surrounding water can't leak.

There are still many people standing on the empty arena not far away, watching from a distance, because there is really no empty place next to them.

All the practitioners from all walks of life who came to the Hengshan School to watch, add up to at least five to six hundred people, which is very spectacular.

After everything was prepared, according to the previous rules, under the supervision of several elders, a black box was placed on a table with a note in it, from one to thirteen.

After the lottery, the order of the competition is one-to-two, three-to-four...all the way, but since the winner is thirteen, there will be one bye.

After such a fight, there will be six people left.

These six people will start the lottery again and fight three-on-three, and there will be three people left. At this time, the person who has bye will go up and compete in two-on-two.

Therefore, the bye was very lucky and could escape the first two very important matches.

Soon, the young disciples who participated in the competition were all drawn.

After the note was revealed, it was discovered that the bye was actually Shao Xiaolong from the South China Sea.

Last night, the real master of the teacher gave a reminder, so Ge ​​Yu deliberately observed this Shao Xiaolong for a while, and found that this man was in his twenties, had a face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows, and a very energetic head. It's not a Taoist robe or a monk's uniform. It's just ordinary white shirts and black trousers. People who don't know thought it was a civil servant from which unit, but this person was a bit bad at speech and was not surprised, even if it was good luck, he touched that bye. On the 13th, neither sad nor happy, there is not much expression on his face.

The only thing that made everyone depressed was that the first competition was a bit unacceptable.

Because the person who touched No. 1 was the stronger brother Yue Yang, and his opponent turned out to be the Taoist Master of Longhushan.

In Yue Yang's test yesterday, his spiritual power was greatly depleted. Although he recovered a little after one night of recuperation, the whole person still looked a little weak.

And that Longhushan's Tongtian Daoist, everyone thought that he could compete for the top leader, Yue Yang met this person, and there was little hope of winning.

Moreover, this Daoist Master Tongtian started very harshly, and he didn't stop without seeing blood. Yue Qiang was worried that his brother would be injured by the Daoist Master Tongtian, so he persuaded him to give up the fight.

The young people have the enthusiasm to refuse to admit defeat, and Yue Yang is obviously the same. It is obviously impossible for him to surrender without fighting.

Although several people persuaded him to give up, this kid still stepped onto the ring.

When both of them stood on the ring, with the sound of a gong, the game officially started.

Yue Yang drew the Qingfeng Sword from his body, arched his hand towards the Tongtian Road of Longhu Mountain, and said politely: "Yue Yang, the disciple of Qingcheng Mountain Yun Qingzhen, please enlighten me."

But the Taoist Master on the opposite side stood motionless, holding a sword in his arms, pressing the brim of his hat very low, and suddenly said coldly: "You can roll off the stage now. I won't hurt you. You are not worthy of doing it. My opponent."

Yue Yang suddenly became angry, no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't bear such sarcasm.