Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

I am number one, you can be number two.

These words were extremely arrogant, and all the genius disciples of the eighteen sects looked at him with suspicion.

But it's a pity that Han Yang's right to be challenged twice has been used up. No matter how angry they are, they have no chance to challenge Han Yang.

Su Moyi paused, but still returned to Nanmen Wan'er calmly.

Nanmen Wan'er immediately said coquettishly: "Stupid idiot, are you stupid? Han Yang bullies people with the help of high-grade spiritual weapons, and you actually challenge him. You are really stupid."

Su Moyi kept a straight face and said nothing, and he didn't know if he heard her words.

Nanmen Wan'er was so angry.

on the square.

Han Yang looked at the examiner Gong Liangyu on the sidelines, "Senior, I have fought two games in a row. Can I take a short rest before choosing my opponent?"

The geniuses around him were a little stunned, and some couldn't understand why Han Yang didn't use this excuse to avoid the battle before. After winning two games in a row, when it was his turn to choose the weaker one, he backed down instead.

Gong Liangyu glanced at Han Yang meaningfully and said, "Yes!"

Han Yang nodded and retreated to the outside.

Others may not understand the profound meaning of Han Yang's move, but Mu Chengfeng's expression changed as he appeared for the fourth time.

Han Yang's move seemed to be giving in, but it actually took the initiative into his own hands.

At this point, Mu Chengfeng had to admit that he had underestimated Han Yang, and it was Aunt Qing, Gu Hongqing, who was more accurate in judging people.

This Han Yang, not only powerful, but also so cunning.

"Mu Chengfeng, it's your turn!"

Mu Chengfeng was distracted and did not appear for a long time. Gong Liangyu shouted with some vigor to wake him up.

This battle was uneventful.

Mu Chengfeng picked an opponent at random and won easily.

Soon, it was the turn of the fifth person, Ju Lingyin of the Beast Yuanmen.

Ju Lingyin's petite body moved slightly and appeared in the field.

She pointed the long whip forward in her hand, "The sound of the beast Yuan Men Ju's bells, challenge Yuan Men Yi's heavenly craftsmanship!"

Yuanmenyi Tiangong?

Hearing Ju Lingyin's words, the eighteen sect geniuses noticed that besides Han Yang, the Yuan sect had a second disciple who had qualified for the second round.

Yi Tiangong narrowed his eyes slightly, took off the bow and arrow from his back and prepared to appear.

At this time, Han Yang's indifferent voice sounded, "If you dare to hurt him, I will challenge you to kill you!"

A cold voice, like a cold wind, blew through everyone's ears.

Ju Lingyin's fingers trembled slightly and his eyes turned to the old man aside.

Han Yang's threat was obviously against the rules.

To her disappointment, the old man said nothing, as if he had not heard Han Yang's words.

"That's not fair!"

Ju Lingyin gritted her silver teeth.

She was indeed preparing to seriously injure or kill Yi Tiangong.

The sect had just sent word via flying pigeon that Zhai Yangyu was actually eliminated by Han Yang.

Such a shame and humiliation, she would naturally want to take revenge.

If you can't defeat Han Yang, you can always take it out on other Yuanmen disciples.

But now, Han Yang's threat made her extremely angry.

Gong Liangyu still squinted his eyes, smiled and said nothing, as if he didn't see anything.

Han Yang chuckled and said: "Fair? If we want to be fair, wouldn't it be more fair if the quota for the marrow washing pool is once a year and our eighteen sects rotate every year?"

Ju Lingyin was blocked and speechless.

The key is that as the examiner, Gong Liangyu is not on her side, and it is useless no matter how much she says.

"war!"

Ju Lingyin waved his whip in hatred and killed Yi Tiangong.

boom!

The moment she waved her long whip, the bowstring vibrated violently.

A feather arrow appeared at her feet in an instant.

If she hadn't dodged quickly, this arrow would have penetrated her abdomen!

What a fast arrow!

The eighteen geniuses looked at Yi Tiangong in surprise.

This unknown Yuanmen genius does not seem to be a weakling.

With this single hand archery skill, he definitely has the strength of the top twenty.

Ordinary warriors could not block his arrow.

Ju Lingyin was angered by this arrow.

The whip was swung violently, and he was about to attack again.

Bang bang bang!

The bowstring vibrated three times in succession.

The three feather arrows shot at Ju Lingyin's eyes, neck, and heart in no particular order.

There is no way to avoid it.

With Jin Gu's peak speed, he couldn't avoid these three arrows.

The long whip rolled inwards and rolled towards three feather arrows.

when!

A feather arrow was knocked off by the tip of the whip.

when!

The second feather arrow was blocked by the whip body.

Whoosh!

The third feather arrow flew past Ju Lingyin's body, leaving two transparent holes in her clothes.

It was just a little short of piercing her heart.

It made her break out in a cold sweat.

Before she could recover, the bowstring sounded again.

Like a frightened bird, she suddenly stepped on the ground and her body was ejected to the side.

However, she did not see any arrows coming from her eyes.

Fake?

Therefore, the suspicion array is established!

Ju Lingyin knew that he had been fooled, but it was already too late.

Bang bang bang!

The bow sounded.

The three feather arrows turned into meteors and shot at her three vital points.

People are in the air, there is no way to avoid them.

"asshole!"

The anger in Ju Lingyin's eyes flashed away.

Ouch!

A clear chirping sound sounded from Ju Lingyin.

Bang bang bang!

The three arrows that were shot exploded and shattered less than three inches in front of Ju Lingyin.

A palm-sized chaffinch with fiery red feathers flew in a circle and landed on Ju Lingyin's shoulder.

The monster bird cries!

Someone recognized this red monster.

This is a strange monster beast, its strength is only about seven or eight levels of golden bones, but its innate magical power is the sound of birdsong.

This sound can break gold and jade!

Even a low-grade spiritual weapon will be shattered if it directly hits the sound.

This kind of monster has a strong temperament. After being captured by humans, it will often starve to death, making it almost impossible to tame it.

Unexpectedly, Ju Lingyin could tame such a strange beast.

The Beast Yuan Sect does have some skills when it comes to taming beasts.

Seeing the monster beast appear with a crow, Yi Tiangong smiled slightly and said: "I admit defeat."

After that, he returned to the sidelines without looking back.

Ju Lingyin was filled with anger and had nowhere to vent it. He was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

It was obvious that she had won, but she even wished she had not won.

Yi Tiangong was as despicable and shameless as Han Yang when he immediately gave up when he saw the situation was not going well.

After Ju Lingyin reluctantly exited the venue, Yuan Fanbai prepared to enter.

As the ninth in last year's competition and the favorite to be number one this year, he seems to have been forgotten.

First there was Nanmen Wan'er, who was holding a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and then Han Yang, who was holding a high-grade spiritual weapon. This year's general sect martial arts competition was much more intense than before.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it happens once in fifty years.

Perhaps, only a hundred years ago, the year of Yuanmen's golden generation could be compared with this year's martial arts competition.

"Wait!"

Just when Yuan Fanbai was about to step into the arena, Han Yang spoke.

"If this senior brother doesn't mind, can I do this first?"

Han Yang looked at Yuan Fanbai with a smile.

This senior brother?

Yuan Fanbai's mouth twitched.

The other eighteen geniuses also looked weird.

Perhaps, only Han Yang, a "little guy" with only the eighth level of golden bones, would not recognize Yuan Fanbai.