Village Enrichment System

Chapter 248 Qingyun Sect Vs Hua Dao Sect

"How about it, Miss Ben is lucky."

Ouyang Na happily held the bye number plate she had drawn in her hand, and proudly displayed it in front of Zhang Rui, with a hint of arrogance on her small face.

"It turns out that you are the Emperor Ou!"

Even Zhang Rui had to sigh at Ouyang Na's luck at this time. In the first round, Ouyang Na drew a second-rate sect with mediocre strength for Tiandaozong. A bye!

Although Tiandaozong's strength does not require a bye to enter the next round, this kind of luck is really amazing.

Even Shi Zhong couldn't help complaining secretly in his heart, if he hadn't presided over the lottery ceremony himself, otherwise he probably would have wondered if Ouyang Chen had done something behind the scenes.

Compared to the relaxed atmosphere of the Tiandaozong disciples, the atmosphere of the Qingyunzong disciples seemed a little heavy.

"Isn't it just against Hua Daozong? Look at how you all look! Ah!"

Taoist Qingyun saw that his disciples looked a little sluggish and even fearful after seeing that his opponent in the next round turned out to be Hua Daozong. Scolded a bloody head.

"Cheer up, old man! It doesn't matter who they play, just beat me up!"

Hua Daozong Xueyun Sect had a bad relationship with Tiandao Sect Qingyun Sect, at this time the two sides collided head-on, and Qingyun Taoist naturally didn't like his disciples to be at a disadvantage before they played.

On the other hand, after hearing that the opponent was Qing Yunzong, the disciples of Hua Dao Sect all showed disdainful and provocative smiles at the disciples of Qing Yun Sect. They were almost so angry that Taoist Qing Yun flew into a rage on the spot. Fortunately, Ouyang Chen comforted him.

Zhang Rui looked at Hua Xuanzi's undisguised and weird smile on Hua Daozong's seat opposite the ring, and suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart, and he couldn't help frowning, "It seems that something is not right."

"It's okay. Although Hua Dao Sect's disciples are strong, Qingyun Sect's disciples are not all vegetarians. As long as Lin Tianchen doesn't make a move, the two sects can fight."

Ouyang Chen took a sip of tea and said after thinking about it.

He didn't really think that Lin Tianchen, whose cultivation base had reached the foundation-building stage, would enter the battle so soon. His eyes should be on Zhang Rui, who was on his side.

Zhang Rui nodded and didn't say anything more, but seeing the rather strange state of the disciples of Hua Dao Sect, Zhang Rui still frowned, but he could only sigh secretly in his heart.

Hope so.

"The second round of personal competition, the ring on the upper left, Hua Daozong, against Qingyunzong!"

"Also ask the two teams to send out test personnel!"

Hearing the heavy voice of the referee in the arena, Taoist Qingyun exhaled nervously. Facing Shanghua Daozong, even he, the suzerain, became a little nervous.

Taoist Qingyun frowned slightly, and was thinking about who should be the first to play, but before he could finish thinking, there was a burst of shocking uproar in the entire arena, interrupting out of his mind.

"Tiandaozong's last disciple... Lin Tianchen?"

"what?"

Seeing the young man in plain robe slowly walking up to the arena step by step, everyone in the audience seats couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and then their eyes turned to Hua Xuanzi, who was sitting firmly on the front seat of Hua Daozong, with a feeling of indifference in their hearts. Doubts burst out.

What is Hua Xuanzi trying to do?

Hearing this news, Taoist Qingyun's complexion immediately darkened, he cursed secretly, and looked at Hua Xuanzi coldly.

Hua Daozong, this is going to take Qing Yunzong's knife...

Ouyang Chen couldn't help but gloomy, "What is this old fox paying attention to?"

Seeing Lin Tianchen who was already standing on the ring with a face as calm as water, Zhang Rui sighed. Sure enough, Hua Xuanzi was waiting for Qing Yunzong here, and they couldn't say anything.

Although Lin Tianchen is already a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, he is only over 40 years old, and he is still a disciple. Participating in individual battles is completely within the rules.

"Why, Qing Yunzong can't do it without anyone playing?"

"Admit defeat early..."

Lin Tianchen's indifferent voice made Taoist Qingyun extremely furious, but at this time the situation was pressing, so he could only suppress his anger, and sent several disciples with the strongest cultivation bases in the sect to play.

Even if they lost, Qing Yunzong couldn't lose on their knees!

Zhao Kun, who was at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, was the first to step onto the competition arena. As the eldest disciple of Qingyun Sect, he naturally did his part.

At this time, his face looked extremely dignified, and Zhao Kun did not expect that Hua Daozong's method was so decisive, and he directly let Lin Tianchen play. This was definitely thinking of overthrowing the entire Qingyunzong by himself.

And to let him face Lin Tianchen, he was also 1 unwilling, but in the current situation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk up.

Zhang Rui looked at the big disciple of the Qingyun sect who was scared to pee by himself a few days ago, and frowned slightly.

Lin Tianchen's cultivation level on the bright face was a point higher than his own. Zhao Kun was so unbearable after feeling the aura he released that day, so facing Lin Tianchen...

"Brother Qingyun, listen to my elder brother's persuasion, admit defeat and keep the combat power of the disciples. Lin Tianchen probably won't keep his hands. If all the high-level combat power among the disciples of Qingyun Sect is lost, the subsequent group battles against Qingyun How can Zong fight?"

"This... let's see how this brat Zhao Kun will deal with it..." Taoist Qingyun couldn't help but change his face, but finally he sighed, his tone full of unwillingness.

It's no one's fault, if you want to blame, you can only blame them Qing Yunzong, there is no outstanding disciple like Lin Tianchen.

"you are?"

"Qing, Qing Yunzong's chief disciple, Zhao Kun." Facing Lin Tianchen's casual question, Zhao Kun seemed quite nervous, and sweat began to profuse on his forehead.

The three words Lin Tianchen have been deeply imprinted in the hearts of this generation of young disciples in the Chinese cultivation world, especially the young disciples from various sects in the south, who have been oppressed by Lin Tianchen for the past 20 years.

Now that Zhao Kun was facing Lin Tianchen head-on in the ring, the tension in Zhao Kun's heart was aggravated for a while.

"Zhao Kun?"

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it." Lin Tianchen grinned slightly in a nonchalant smile, and as soon as he finished speaking, the true aura on his body burst out suddenly, and he charged towards Zhao Kun head-on.

Competing with these disciples in the condensing period made Lin Tianchen feel a little boring.