Painting of the Nine Immortals

Is this gone?

Come and pick up the reward later?

Everyone was amazed at the scene, looking at Ling Xian who suddenly disappeared, his face full of doubts.

The Lord of Zhentang is also puzzled. He has served as the Lord of the Church for hundreds of years. He has experienced dozens of battles and has scored dozens of times. He has never seen a champion like Lingxian.

I won't say anything about being late, but it's not a big deal, but I have already won the championship, but I will deposit the reward. What medicine is sold in this gourd?

Is it so urgent that there is no time to receive the reward?

The master of Zhentang was suspicious, and suddenly remembered Lingxian's recognized nickname, and he couldn't help whispering, "This boy, isn't it going to participate in Qitang."

But soon, he rejected the speculation.

Because he knew that Ling Xian himself was a disciple of Qitang, and the four-tangible contest had already begun for a long time, and the Qitang contest had ended.

In other words, if he goes to the big game, the next place is either Dantang or Sifeng.

"At this time, Dantang might have ended long ago. After all, the group of alchemists is very simple."

The Lord of Zhentang groaned and said: "Looking at this boy in a hurry, he should be planning to participate in the four-chapter contest, and the Danqi two-chapter contest should have ended. In other words, his next place should be four peak."

With that said, he shook his head with a smile and felt a little absurd.

Although in the past four sessions, there are many people who participated in the two sessions and even more. But very few people can achieve results in more than two classes at the same time.

Therefore, he did not think Lingxian would be so boring.

However, although he felt absurd, he was somewhat convinced of this speculation, which made him laugh out of nowhere.

"Do you think your guess is correct? Xianling really intends to participate in the Four Peaks Competition?"

The Lord of Zhentang frowned, and then chuckled: "Well, don't you know if you go to see it? Just by the way, look at the generation of Sifeng, what kind of arrogance happened."

Then he flickered and disappeared into the clouds.

As he left, everyone present flew towards the direction of Sifeng.

Because every time there are four lessons, Sifeng always ends last. This means that if they rush right away, they should be able to see the most exciting championship fight.

At the same time, the people in Qidan Ertang also rushed to Sifeng, intending to witness the most exciting finale battle.

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The Shang Qingzong had four peaks and three churches. The former are Daofeng, Shenfeng, Zhanfeng, and the last holy peak.

Among them, Daofeng has the strongest strength and Shengfeng has the worst. Of course, this is only a relative term. Any peak strength can be regarded as a first-class force when it is released to the outside world.

Therefore, the Shang Qing sect would be one of the three sects.

As one of the foundations of the Shang Qing Sect, Sifeng is naturally the top priority. Apart from that, there are tens of thousands of disciples alone. Even the disciples of Yifeng are far more than the sum of the three churches.

There is no way, in such a world of respect for strength, cultivation is always the most important. Moreover, compared to the three sub-professionals, the threshold for practice is lower, so most beginners will choose to join Sifeng.

In this way, the Sifeng contest has become the highlight.

Because there are too many participants, from the morning to the present, the Sifeng competition has not ended, and it is still in full swing.

At this moment in the afternoon, the round of indomitable sun tilted westward, and the light emitted was not so dazzling.

On the open space, there are ten cymbals, made of strange stones that can absorb mana.

There are two figures standing on each ring, or they have just begun a showdown or have already started a war, and are fiercely competing.

The impressive momentum spread, shaking the platform to tremble, and the whole wild was shocked.

Fortunately, Yantai can absorb mana and set up a matrix method to isolate mana. Otherwise, presumably the ten cricket platforms have been completely destroyed.

Above the platform, four figures sit in the void, thick like mountains, exuding a sea-like atmosphere.

It is the Lord of the Four Peaks.

Below the ring platform, there are dense crowds of people. Looking at the black crowd, even if it is called a crowd, it is no exaggeration.

Among these people are disciples of Sifeng, disciples of Jindan Santang, and many of the eliminated contestants. They all came to witness the championship.

Ling Xian is among them.

He had already arrived here half an hour ago. The reason why he didn't participate immediately was because it was too much trouble.

After all, if he were on stage now, it would have to go through many battles. Therefore, he intends to participate in the competition at the final.

Anyway, the four lessons are not limited to the competition time, as long as the conditions are met, the participation time is the same.

"Be patient, wait till the final winner is identified, and I will go up to challenge again."

Ling Xian calmly stood in the crowd, watching the battle on the ring, while waiting for the finals.

At this moment, after a pair of duels, a lot of screening. The original tens of thousands of contestants have been sharply reduced to hundreds of people in this brutal elimination.

There is no doubt that these people are elites, and being able to support each other in pair-to-two matches is enough to prove their strength. Maybe the Shang Qingzong with talented people is nothing, but it is definitely a little genius when it comes to the outside world.

This is not that genius is worthless, but that the population base is too large.

For a simple example, an ordinary genius is probably one out of 10,000 people, and how many people are there in Yuezhou? No one has calculated it, but to say the least, there must be a billion!

Given such a large population base, naturally it is considered normal.

Among these little geniuses, four people are the most dazzling, and that is the best disciple in Sifeng for ten years.

Each of these people has the practice of building the peak of the foundation, and the combat power is far beyond the same level, even if it is not invincible in the same level, it is not far behind.

Every time they face each other, either the opponent voluntarily confesses to losing, or it is a blow to the opponent, which can be said to be powerful and outrageous.

In particular, Dao Feng passed down the cold front, which was extremely powerful and considered to be the most powerful contender for the championship.

As time passed, as more and more people were defeated, his power became more intuitively exposed. It also makes everyone more and more recognized that he is the final champion!

No way, he is too powerful.

Although its cultivation is only to build the peak of the foundation, it has initially developed an invincible trend, raising its hands and throwing its feet, and has its own grandeur.

In comparison, the successors of the other three peaks are much inferior.

Although the three of them are quite powerful, looking at the entire Shang Qingzong, it is difficult to find rivals in the same stage. However, compared with the invincible cold front, it is inferior.

This makes those who look lively more and more determined, except for the cold front, no one can win the highest honor of the four peaks.

And when the competition reached the final stage, the winning rate of this person became more and more obvious, only the last battle, you can win the championship!

In the last battle, his opponent was the strongest disciple of Shenfeng for ten years, and he was very powerful. However, this person was a bit inferior after all, after being confronted with dozens of moves, he was shot down by the cold front.

This made the Lord of the Gods Peak sigh gently, and also made the scene boil completely.

"Haha, surely Leng Feng won, and I said he would win the championship!"

"Fart, that's what you said? Does anyone here think otherwise?"

"Yeah, although I'm a Zhan Feng disciple, I was optimistic about Leng Feng from the beginning. After all, he is too powerful."

"No, it's really outrageous! In addition, Sanfeng's successor is also powerful, but it is undoubtedly inferior to him."

Everyone at the scene spoke, admiring Leng Feng's strength.

The four big men in the air also praised him.

"Dao Feng, it took a good disciple, seeing his combat strength, I'm afraid it is not far from the invincible." The Lord of the Holy Peak sighed.

The master of Zhan Feng showed his appreciation and said, "Yeah, this man is really good in combat and has initially developed invincibility. Even if I come back then, it is not much worse."

"Are you exaggerating the cold front, or are you raising yourself?"

The Lord of the Gods Peak gave him a slight glance, and turned his gaze towards the cold front on the ring, admiring: "This son is really strong, and he still has potential in building the foundation. If you tap it, you may reach the extreme.

Although the descendants of Sanfeng were all defeated by Leng Feng, but what kind of heart are they, how can they complain about this little thing?

"It's still far from being invincible. As for the extremes, he might be able to reach it." The master of Dao Feng said lightly, although his tone was flat, but it was difficult to hide his joy.

It can be seen that he is very satisfied with the disciple Leng Feng.

"This is typical of being cheap and selling well."

The owner of Shengfeng joked, and laughed, "Well, since it is your Daofeng disciple who won the championship, then you should announce it."

"it is good."

The Lord of Daofeng smiled lightly, and then he rose up like a giant with a straight backbone, tall and powerful. And as he stood up, a mighty mighty majesty overwhelmed the audience.

Those who were still excited about the discussion suddenly closed their mouths, but felt that there was a huge peak on their backs, and it was difficult to breathe.

"quiet."

The master of Dao Feng said faintly, with magnificent eyes glanced at the audience, everyone bowed his head unconsciously, and did not dare to look at him.

One is because of his horrible strength, and the other is because he is second only to the elders and teaches the real person.

Seeing that the scene gradually quieted down, the owner of Dao Feng smiled with satisfaction and said loudly: "Now I announce that the champion of the Four Peaks Competition is ..."

His words were not finished, but a clear laugh came from the crowd below, making everyone at the scene stunned.

"Please wait. I haven't entered yet."

The voice fell, and immediately let everyone in the room hold back, and then looked around.

I saw that the person who spoke was a man in white. It looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old. His appearance was very ordinary, but his temperament was particularly good.

It is Lingxian.

Since there is only one last person left, then he is naturally going to participate, otherwise, the champion will miss him.

And when everyone at the scene saw his appearance clearly, he fell into a dull state. Immediately, they started a very fierce quarrel over Ling Xian's identity.