The God of Medicine Without Appeal

Chapter 262

"Purple Lighting Azure Frost!"

The Platform No. 1, Tian Yu shouted low, and his opponent was defeated.

In the third round, the announcement of No. 1 victory finally became the first heard. Except, no one had noticed such things.

Even Tian Yu himself was in no mood to listen to this voice. He walked down the platform directly and towards the platform where Ye Yuan and Zhang Jing were facing off.

"Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens!"

The Platform No. 2, Tang Yu-er also shouted, the red silk in her hand tied up her opponent in a strange way, hitting him easily.

The same thing happened to the many disciples who entered the top 10. They all wanted to rush to watch the platform that No. 52 was on. What kind of a God is NOT this mysterious one. 52 ?!

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At this moment, the competition for elite disciples had also reached the hot-hot stage!

The number of elite disciples was forever set like core disciples. Except, there were only 20 elite disciples at any time!

These 20 people could be said to be the future hope of this sect!

The competition for elite disciples was different from core disciples. Every major competition, they were all fighting in a spinning battle!

20 People, it also meant that everyone had to experience 19 revolving battles!

Whoever wins the most games at the end will be ranked number one. And the people in the bottom three had to go through the final match with the top three core disciples to determine who stayed and who left.

On Platform No. 3, a young man dressed in martial attire unleashed a flurry of fist silhouettes, defeating his opponent until he could only ward off blows and without the slightest bit of strength to retaliate!

Just to see him pull the momentum of his fist and shout low, "Fist Tyrant Without Borders!"

Just to hear the explosion, his opponent was sent flying out of the platform.

"Senior disciple Brother Wujiu, your fist art has truly become more and more powerful! It's absolutely perfect!" the defeated youth grumbled.

When he was on the platform earlier, Senior Disciple Brother Wujiu was extremely tyrannical with an aura that belittled all life.

But at this moment, Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu was as meek as the boy next door.

Before and after are very big. It is hard for others to believe that they are the same person.

This Senior Disciple Brother Wujiu is called Ti Wujiu, the leader of the elite disciples who are indeed worthy!

This person is usually very sociable. He's not on senior airs. The disciples who did not know him at all could not imagine that he was the leader of the elite disciples.

But once the battle started, it felt like Ti Wujiu was possessed by a war god, rampaging at his opponent until they could not catch their breath.

From the start of the great competition until now, over half the matches for the elite disciples had passed. Ti Wujiu was number one in terms of battle results with complete victory.

In reality, this was like a normal occurrence to him.

The person who fought with him just now was called Cheng Wu. His strength was somewhat lacking among the elite disciples. Now that he had lost the battle repeatedly today, without any accidents, he should be one of the bottom three placements.

Seeing Cheng Wu grumbling, Ti Wujiu smiled warmly and said, "How could there be a perfect fist? It's just that you didn't find them. If it were Senior Apprentice Brother Mo or Senior Apprentice Brother Xin, this fist art of mine, would be fraught with flaws. "

The corner of Cheng Wu's mouth twitched slightly as he said, "The two of them are private disciples who entered the sect much earlier than Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu. In the future, Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu's achievements will definitely not be below theirs! Next, Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu stomped on the Dao using fist art. To have such a feat was really hard to come by! "

Mo Yuntian, Xin Lie, these people were accepted as private disciples by the hall master. Although they were still disciples in the title, they actually did not need to participate in the inter-disciple competition.

What private disciples had to do was follow their master to cultivate, and they would often be sent to do some missions.

Ti Wujiu chuckled softly and did not continue on this topic. Instead, he laughed and said, "Little Wu, you seem to have just slacked off. You actually lost so many matches in this grand competition."

Cheng Wu had a bitter face when he heard that and said, "Sigh! Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu, it's actually not because I'm lazy, but because all of you are improving too fast! I can't follow in your footsteps! I'm not gonna talk about that anymore. Senior disciple Brother Wujiu, there just so happens to be a time for us now; can I make it difficult for you to accompany me to the core disciple area to see and scout the enemy? I want to see to what extent Tian Yu the boy is improving. "

Ti Wujiu had a gentle temperament and did not resist. He nodded and went with Cheng Wu to the core disciple area.

"En? What was? Don't tell me it's over? Where's everybody going?"

Cheng Wu came to see him. All platforms are empty, leaving only one platform full of people under it.

It really gives people the feeling of empty alleys!

"En? Kinda weird. Who is fighting on that platform? Why are there so many spectators?" Ti Wujiu was also curious.

"Come, let's go and see too!" Cheng Wu said.

As the two approached, Ti Wujiu's gaze involuntarily turned sharp!

On the platform, sword light radiated as sword qi ran wild!

A very foreign-looking young man was locked in a battle with Earth Jing Barracks Zhang!

The scariest thing was that the young man was actually only at the Fourth Level Condensation Realm! But his achievements in sword arts were so great that it only astonished people in astonishment!

To be able to fight so fiercely as a Fourth Level Spirit Condensation Realm against the peak of the Ninth Level Spirit Condensation Realm showed the strength of this young man!

When did such a strange young man appear in the Tranquil Cloud Sect?

"Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu, quickly look, Tian Yu is also there watching the fights! Tang Yu-er and Luo Chengfeng too! They were all actually watching this youth competition!" Cheng Wu exclaimed in shock like he discovered a new continent.

Ti Wujiu nodded and said, "I wonder who this young man is. The Fourth Level Condensation Realm actually possessed such combat power!"

The people below the stage had long been fascinated from watching.

Ye Yuan and Zhang Jing had already fought for over a hundred rounds and had yet to determine the winner!

Ye Yuan's understanding of sword intent made everyone feel extremely embarrassed by their incompetence.

No matter how unexpectedly the sword unleashed Zhang Jing, Ye Yuan could easily finish it.

However, Zhang Jing's strength was also extremely strong. Ye Yuan grabbed the chance between the two to display the Nine Swords Position.

Except, it was too rushed back then. The power of the Nine Swords Position did not achieve the most ideal result.

Zhang Jing had actually barely evaded the nine lines of sword light!

After which, Zhang Jing broke out in cold sweat all over his body. From then on, he had been very careful and had not given Ye Yuan any chance to display the Nine Swords Position at all.

Right now, Zhang Jing's strong performance was displayed overall. Ye Yuan could not find any chance at all!

Just like this, both sides were immersed in a fierce exchange. All of Zhang Jing's attacks had absolutely no effect, but he did not give Ye Yuan the opportunity to attack either. The two people had really struggled until now like this!

All matches are over, leaving only this match!

However, the audience below the stage was not upset at all. The majority of them developed the Azure Dipper Purple Yang Sword Art and were extremely sensitive to sword intent.

From the start of the battle until now, witnessing Ye Yuan's incredible sword intent within, the crowd all felt that they were reaping the benefits not the least!

Ye Yuan's sword intent originally contained the Azure Dipper Purple Yang Sword Intent within it. Although these disciples felt that it was extremely abstruse, they could more or less understand some things.