Song of Adolescence - z1Chapter 6

“There are a total of 16 Taoist schools and 32 disciples who are here to participate in the conference. The four winners will compete against each other in twos, and the final result will be the winner.” The chief officer of the Qingjingyuan came forward to Lan. Yue Hou et al. reported.

“Okay, proceed soon.” Lan Yuehou yawned.

The chief officer nodded: “There is still no adjudicating officer left. The Taoist method is full of mysteries. There is no adjudicating officer present, I am afraid that there will be a loss.”

“The adjudicator, didn’t you let Honghe Temple send someone? What about their people?” Lan Yuehou asked in confusion.

“Here.” A monk with a huge Buddhist bead stood in the middle of the dojo. Although he shaved his hair and changed his monk clothes, Lan Yuehou could still see his identity at a glance. He was taken aback: “Jin Yan .”

“There is no Jinyan in the world.” The adjudicator bowed his head.

Lan Yuehou put away the astonishment and nodded: “It is Benhou who admitted the wrong person. Now that everyone has arrived, then… let’s start.”

“Master Hou thinks, who can win this time?” Lei Wujie felt more at ease when he saw Feixuan arrive, and smiled and turned his head to ask Lan Yuehou.

Lan Yuehou calmly drank the tea: “The Taoist schools in the world, the famous ones are already present, but there are still so many that can win the first prize. Three mountains and two forests, Longhu Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain, Maoshan, endless forests, return to the market. Lin and the leader of Taoism-Wudang.”

“No one in Wudang has been in the Apocalypse for many years.” Tan Ze said suddenly.

“Yes, Wudang was hit hard during the Eastern Expedition of the Demon Cult, and there was no sound for a long time. However, the leader of the Dao Sect is still the leader of the Dao Sect. Look at the list just handed over.” Lan Yue Hou Jiangna The piece of paper was handed to Tan Ze.

Tan Ze held the piece of paper in his hand and raised his head to look at the young Taoist man in the field with loose long hair and a lazy face: “Wudang, Luofei?”

“In the first round, Longhushan Zhao Tuo vs. Wudang Luo Fei!”

“Wudang Luofei, win!”

However, with the effort of raising his hand, Zhao Tuo of Longhushan knelt on the ground, and Luo Fei yawned with a casual look.

“The deputy supervisor, can you see clearly?” Huang Kunlun asked in a low voice.

Tan Ze nodded: “It’s that person’s closed disciple.”

“So strong,” Huang Kunlun said.

“Yes.” Tan Ze frowned.

“Wudang Luofei, win!”

“Wudang Luofei, win!”

“Wudang falls to fly, enter the next round.” The adjudicator said loudly.

Lei Wujie was sweaty: “How come there is such a powerful person again!”

Lan Yuehou’s face was not pretty, too: “Yes, do I have some crow mouths today? What do you say?”

“Isn’t he the person arranged by Xiao Chong?” Lei Wujie glared at Lan Yuehou.

Lan Yuehou sighed: “You are quite clever. Your Majesty did arrange a person, but the person arranged is not Wudang Luofei, but…”

“Longhushan Xuanze, win!”

“Longhushan Xuanze, win!”

“Longhushan Xuanze, win!”

“Longhushan Xuanze, enter the next round.”

Lan Yue Hou Shu breathed a sigh of relief: “Fortunately, this can be considered a little skill.”

Longhushan Xuanze, dressed in a purple robe, looked serious. He was originally ranked second among the Longhushan Taoist priests who entered Beijing this time, but the younger brother called “Yiyiqingxiang” left without saying goodbye. He was a little annoyed, but the younger brother only said to him: Win the Orthodox Conference.

“But they are all ignorant people.” Xuan Ze snorted coldly, and glanced at Feixuan in the corner. “There is still such a nasty little Taoist boy.”

“Qingcheng Mountain Feixuan Luo Xu against Maoshan.”

“Go ahead, don’t make it too heavy.” Xie Xuan said with a smile.

Feixuan walked to the room and bowed to Luo Xu: “Please advise.”

Luo Xu smiled: “Why a little Taoist boy also comes to participate in the Orthodox Convention, your master is really relieved, I don’t want to hurt you, so let me accompany you in a play…”

Feixuan stepped on the ground with his right foot and waved his right palm: “Drink!”

Luo Xu only felt a supreme power against his face. Before he recovered, he heard a “hiss” sound, and the entire coat was torn to pieces under the infuriating energy. He was stunned, only feeling blushing, turned and walked on.

“Awesome, Xiao Feixuan.” Lei Wujie clapped vigorously.

The three celestial masters looked at each other a few times, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.

“Qingcheng Mountain Feixuan, win!”

“Qingcheng Mountain Feixuan, win!”

“Qingcheng Mountain Feixuan, enter the next round.”

There was a sensation in the audience. Although the name of this little heavenly master had already resounded throughout the Taoist school, most people still believed that he was nothing more than Zhao Yuzhen’s blessing, and he happened to worship under the gate of the national teacher, at most a little talented. , But winning three games in a row and winning in an instant is indeed somewhat unexpected.

“If you hadn’t driven away some young masters from Taoism, otherwise, winning these three rounds would not have been so easy.” Lan Yuehou sighed lightly.

Lei Wujie shrugged: “But those people are indeed inferior to Feixuan.”

“Hou Ye has something wrong.” Tan Ze said suddenly.

Lan Yue Hou lowered his head slightly: “But I heard the details.”

“Even if Brother Lei didn’t drive away those people, in front of this person, there was still an extra trick.” Tan Ze stretched out a finger and pointed at the person standing in the corner who was dozing off.

Wudang, Luofei.

“He is indeed a powerful guy. What kind of martial arts does he practice? I don’t feel like there are any moves, and he uses pure Qi to confront the enemy.” Lei Wujie said in confusion.

Tan Ze said in a deep voice: “It is Wudang Pure Yang Wuji Gong, the supreme inner power of Taoism, which is enough to match the power of the big dragon elephant.”

The remaining fourth group did not appear to be the first three groups, and it took a long time to decide the victory or defeat. The first three groups played together in less than one hour, but this fourth group was enough. It took two hours to end.

“That’s just the meaning of tactics.” Lan Yuehou smiled, “What do you think of Brother Lei?”

“The winner of them will face the winner of the first group, right?” Lei Wujie asked.

“It should be.” Lan Yuehou nodded.

“Lin Zuo Tianxuan won without stopping and enter the next round.”

The young Taoist priest standing there was completely shredded, gasping for breath, apparently exhausted.

“I also expected him to consume some of Wudang Luofei’s physical strength for Feixuan, but just like this, I’m afraid Luo Fei can beat him with a flick of his finger.” Lei Wujie sighed.

“Take a rest, half an hour later, proceed to the next round of competition.” The adjudicator said loudly.

Zuo Tianxuan walked back to the camp of endless forest. Feixuan was there and talked to Xie Xuan in a low voice, while Xuanzai explained something to the children of Longhumen. Only the lonely landing flying continued in the corner. Dozing ecstatically.

“Strange, where did Li Fansong go?” Lei Wujie suddenly remembered that the little uncle who has been inseparable from Feixuan has never appeared…