Chapter 300: The Family Competition Begins
[Time passes...]
As the prompt sounded, the scene changed rapidly.
Soon, five days passed and it was a month since the last competition.
[Day 90: Family competition begins...]
early morning.
The time traveler admired the Maple Valley shrouded in a light white mist while walking towards the place where the competition was held.
Not long after, he arrived at the location.
Familiar voices, huge crowds of people, thousands of people gathered together talking, and noisy sounds continued to be heard.
In the sky, there were also dozens of foundation-building monks looking down and watching.
The time-traveling body thought about it and walked towards the place where the lottery was drawn.
Not long after, he came back with a bamboo stick with Ring Number 13 written on it.
When this round of competition on ring No. 13 is finished, it will be his turn soon.
He glanced at Arena No. 13, where a competition was taking place. Just as he was about to walk over there, a voice suddenly called him from afar.
"Little brother Zhang Yun, wait!"
Um?
The time traveler turned his head with a little confusion, and then saw a burly and honest young man running from a distance. Upon closer inspection, it was Zhang Yong.
As soon as he ran over, Zhang Yong scratched his beard with his hand, a little embarrassed , and asked curiously, "Brother Zhang Yun, are you preparing for the competition?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the bamboo stick in Zhang Yun's hand.
Seeing that it was him, the time traveler nodded.
The two of them talked as they rushed towards the No. 13 ring.
Zhang Yong grinned and whispered, "With your third-level Qi training skills and your minor spiritual skills, you should be able to win a few more games this time and achieve a good result."
Upon hearing this, the time-traveling entity's expression became a little strange.
The two men walked to the No. 13 ring, and at this time there was a burst of exclamations from the crowd not far away.
"It's Zhang Yan!"
Um?
The two of them turned their eyes and looked towards the arena not far away.
Standing on the ring was a burly man in his early twenties with bulging muscles, looking very strong.
"It's him! Zhang Yan!"
At this moment, Zhang Yong next to him also let out a cry of surprise, just like the agitated crowd not far away.
Seeing that he didn't understand, Zhang Yong explained with a sigh on his face, "Zhang Yan is the same as Qingyang Sword. Both of them are at the seventh level of Qi training. They are also among the top ten geniuses!"
"They all realized a powerful state of mind!"
As he spoke, a look of amazement and admiration appeared on his face, "Artistic conception, that's something only a genius can comprehend!"
While they were talking, Zhang Yan's appearance on the ring caused a sensation in the entire competition venue.
Even though competitions were still going on in other arenas, everyone else couldn't help but turn their attention over here, wanting to see the competition of Zhang Yan, .
It wasn't just them. Among the dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sky, a large number of them were looking here.
This time, the time traveler who was watching was a little surprised, but Zhang Yong next to him looked as if he was used to it.
This is the influence of the top ten geniuses of the younger generation!
While everyone was discussing at the scene, Zhang Yan's opponent also came on the stage.
He was a young man who was also tall but had a cute baby face.
"Brother Zhang Yan, please teach me."
As soon as he came on stage, Zhang Le raised his hands and clasped his fists, with a happy smile on his face.
Below the stage, Zhang Yong said in surprise, "It's Zhang Le. I heard that he is only 22 years old, and he has also reached the seventh level of the late Qi training stage!"
"This competition may not be so boring!"
On the ring.
"Zhang Le, is that you?" Zhang Yan was a little surprised, then smiled, "I hope you can make me happy!"
The middle-aged man who made the decision took a look at them and confirmed that they were all ready, then he shouted, "The competition begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Le on the ring took the first step to start fighting.
He just slapped the storage bag on his waist and took out something in an instant.
In the sunlight, the beautiful palm-sized crystal sword shines brightly.
The next second, he threw the small sword into the air and then made a hand gesture with his right hand.
"Object Control Technique!"
The small crystal sword falling from the air trembled slightly, stopped falling, and then the sword body disappeared instantly, and appeared in front of Zhang Yan the next second.
Below the stage, the monks watching were amazed.
"It's out! It's Zhang Le's famous object control technique!"
"Such a fast speed, it's impossible to react in time, right?"
"With this hand-controlling sword technique, an average Qi training level 7 person wouldn't be a match for Zhang Le, right?"
However, to their surprise, the flying sword stopped in front of Zhang Yan the next moment.
With a dull bang, the flying sword was bounced away!
I saw a layer of loess-colored armor appearing on Zhang Yan's body.
However, this armor, which was less than the thickness of a fingernail, easily blocked the flying sword, and the flying sword only left a small mark on it.
"Rock Armor Technique!" Zhang Yan's mouth curled slightly.
Zhang Le was stunned. "This flying crystal sword is a mid-grade magic weapon, but it can only leave a little mark on your rock armor?!"
Not only was he surprised, but the thousands of monks watching in the audience were also very surprised.
Although magic weapons are only used by monks in the Qi training stage, in a Qi training stage duel, possessing one can give you a great advantage!
For example, when fighting against spiritual arts, the magic weapon should usually win, but now...
“It’s the artistic conception of earth!”
Soon someone noticed something.
Everyone looked carefully and sensed something from Zhang Yan's rock armor technique.
Looking over there vaguely, they seemed to see all kinds of mysteries about earth from the rock armor.
Thick soil, solid soil...
At this moment, they understood everything.
“No wonder…”
With the blessing of the earth's artistic conception, it is no wonder that even magic weapons cannot break the defense of the Rock Armor Technique!
"This is the artistic conception, the artistic conception that only a genius can comprehend!"
“This is too strong!”
A group of monks looked at each other with complicated expressions.
They looked at Zhang Yan with jealousy, envy and admiration.
On the ring, Zhang Le was stunned. Looking at the mysterious aura on Zhang Yan's earth armor, a helpless smile appeared on his face.
Reluctantly, he tried to control the flying sword and stab it towards the rock armor.
Bang, bang, bang…
As a result, no matter how many times it tried, the flying crystal sword could not penetrate the spiritual technique blessed by the artistic conception!
Even if he wanted to attack the gaps in the rock armor, as long as Zhang Yan moved slightly, he could easily block it with the rock armor.
"Damn it, how do I fight this!"
Zhang Le cursed inwardly.
"Damn it, those who have artistic conception are really cheating, they are all perverts!"
While he was complaining, he was startled when he saw Zhang Yan raise his hand as if preparing to release other spiritual arts.
"I give up!"
Without saying a word, he shouted.
After he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Yan pause and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. If he was hit by the spiritual technique blessed by the artistic conception, would he still be alive?
"Brother Zhang Le, thank you for your modesty!"
Zhang Yan removed the Rock Armor Technique and smiled slightly.
"Perverted guy!"
After muttering something, Zhang Le jumped off the stage.
As they left the arena one after another, many monks sighed.
"Zhang Yan really deserves to be one of the top ten geniuses. He won the competition so easily."
"What can I do? The artistic conception is just too strong."
"It's really something that only a genius can comprehend. It's really powerful ..."
"right……"
