Lu Tianyu smiled faintly, the strong are inferior to each other, and the grudges between the top ten sects have been around for a long time. His words were just a little more intensifying their conflicts. If we really want to say how much it can play, Lu Tianyu wouldn't believe it.

These sects are all major sects of the Western Land. If they can develop to this point, they are not a brainless person who can't guess Lu Tianyu's intention? The reason why they cooperate with Lu Tianyu in targeting each other is just to numb Lu Tianyu.

It is naturally the best if you can get the tenth-level fairy fruit in Lu Tianyu's hand without any effort.

The disciples of the Shen Zhan Sect and the disciples of the Midao Sect in the field fought fiercely together. After all, they were disciples of the major sects. They took different actions. They showed their style in each move. They were completely different from other sects. They were like headless flies when they came up, and they threw their fighting skills to their opponents.

Li Yunxiao and others kept nodding beside each other.

They were a little dissatisfied before, thinking that the strength of the disciples of the top ten sects was a bit exaggerated, but after several competitions, they had to admit that they were still far behind in terms of strength.

If they are in the game, it would be good for them to defeat the two sects among the ten sects. As for the three recognized strongest sects among the ten sects such as the Shen Zhan Sect and the Dao Sect, among the Tiancang Sect, they have no certainty to win.

The disciples of these three sects are much better than them in terms of combat skills and cultivation.

Seeing what they were thinking, Lu Tianyu comforted: "The disciples of these major sects are very knowledgeable and have high cultivation. You don't have to belittle yourself. I suggest that after the competition, go out for a walk and see, it's better than the strength you have cultivated in the sect."

The so-called cultivation is to cultivate combat skills, combat energy, and mind.

Lu Tianyu's cultivation can improve so quickly, to a large extent, that he can maintain his mind in various environments. If his mind is not lost, his cultivation will not be lost.

This is also because Yuan Yi and Li Yunxiao's cultivation level are higher than others among the group.

Li Yunxiao has been trying hard to improve these two people for many years and has expanded their knowledge. Yuan Yi has a naturally dull personality. Neither of these two people has any flaws in their personality, so they are much stronger than others at the same level.

As for the others, Fatty Yao is the best person. Although he is careless all day long, he is actually very detailed. After experiencing the process of becoming a genius to a waste, the huge change has not made him decadent, and this alone can be seen.

On the contrary, Yang Tianhuo is very happy and enthusiastic, but he does not have the delicate thoughts of Fatty Yao, so he is much worse than Fatty Yao in terms of cultivation.

The competition in the city has reached a white-hot stage. After two rounds of competition, there are only seven disciples left on the field. Among them, one disciple of each of the four major academies stands on the stage, and one disciple of Tiancang Sect, Shen Zhan Sect and Midao Sect also stands on the stage.

Judging from the results of the competition, the four major academies are indeed very strong. The disciples they sent have sharp combat skills and pure cultivation. If nothing unexpected happens, the first place in the competition should be produced in the four major academies.

The three schools of Tiancang Sect, the Dao Sect, and the Shen Zhan Sect are not worthy of the five sects that have been determined. Although the overall strength of the four major academies is not comparable to that of the four major academies, in some places, in Lu Tianyu's view, the disciples of the three major academies are much better than those of the four major academies, and it will only take a while later.

As for other sects, except for the disciples of Wuyang Sect and Baishui Palace at the beginning, the disciples of other sects are not too weak. Even if they lose, they will only lose with one or half moves.

This is just a game. If it is a life-and-death battle, it may not be necessary who loses and who wins.

This is not just the difference between cultivation and combat skills, but the strength of momentum.

For example, if Lu Tianyu fights with his life and holds the Destruction Sword, even the acquired saint will have the power to fight. He can even kill the ancient gods.

However, when the cultivation level reaches their level, no one will fight life and death unless necessary.

The ruins of the ancient sage are no different from outside the realm. The cultivation here will die if you die, and there is no chance to come again.

Soon, the last big game was held.

Of the seven people, five were quickly eliminated, leaving only Zhang Yaoxing, a disciple of Emperor Star Academy and Leng Qingyan, a Leng Qingyan, a Ziwei Academy, in the field.

Among the four major academies of Di Xing, Ziwei, Qisha and Pojun, the grudge between Di Xing and Ziwei has been around for a long time.

In fact, the two academies were created by one person, and that was the most likely emperor after the Qing Emperor, the Emperor Ziwei.

Emperor Ziwei had a great cultivation level, and had a cultivation level of more than 36,000 years, and then he had seen through the divine path and triggered the imperial catastrophe. Unfortunately, at the last moment, he was exhausted and was killed by the heavenly catastrophe and failed to be called emperor.

But his final impression was also left between heaven and earth, becoming a human-shaped thunder tribulation.

Unlike other extreme saints, Ziwei Emperor founded the Emperor Star Academy during his lifetime, leaving behind traditions, and made great contributions to the monks in the ruins of the Ancient Saint. But ten thousand years ago, two deans of the Emperor Star Academy had a conflict, resulting in the division of Emperor Star Academy into two, namely the Emperor Star Academy and Ziwei Academy today.

Over the years, the two colleges have been in constant conflict in order to compete for orthodoxy.

Whenever there are competitions like sects, the two colleges are even more reluctant to give in to each other, becoming a joke in serious sect competitions.

This year's competition is no exception. The two disciples, Zhang Yaoxing and Leng Qingyan, are both famous genius disciples in Xilu for a long time. They are only at the peak of the century-old Void Saint, but they are said to have the strength to fight with the ancient gods. As for the truth or falsehood, no one knows.

After all, all the four major academies are strong, and even the ancient gods will not easily provoke them.

"Tsk tsk, this Leng Qingyan looks like a fairy, not much worse than Saint Yulan. Unexpectedly, she was so fierce when fighting. Judging from her combat skills and cultivation, I am afraid that even Senior Brother Yunxiao can't compare with her."

Yang Tianhuo's eyes were staring at Leng Qingyan.

Not to mention him, in fact, the eyes of most monks present were concentrated on Leng Qingyan.

There are four flowers in the western land, the Saint of Yulan, Nangong Wan'er, Yaojiao and Leng Qingyan.

The first three people were either sect leaders or ladies from a wealthy family. The saints of the Demon Sect were all noble people. Only Leng Qingyan, who had an ordinary background, naturally became the ones who ordinary monks wanted to become Taoist couples the most.

However, Leng Qingyan's powerful cultivation made many monks retreat. But this still could not stop everyone's appreciation of her.

Li Yunxiao was also staring at Leng Qingyan, but there was no other look in his eyes except admiration. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "If I really want to compete, I am not as good as Leng Qingyan. Although his cultivation time is shorter than mine, his strength is more than one point higher than mine!"

Li Yunxiao is not as good as a person, and there is nothing to deny. Fatty Yao shouted dissatisfiedly: "Just a woman, she is not just a man who is a Taoist partner. My younger brother Yushu is in the wind and is handsome. Maybe Leng Qingyan will fall in love with it at a glance. On the contrary, some people still don't even have a Taoist partner, and I don't know if there is any flaw."

Yang Tianhuo knew that Fatty Yao was sarcasticizing him, and he was not angry when he heard this, and said, "I don't deny the Fengzi of Senior Brother Yunxiao. But I can't see it all. Didn't you notice that Leng Qingyan's eyes when he looked at Tianyu after he came on stage?"

Yang Tianhuo said, looking at Lu Tianyu and smirked, "Tianyu, honestly, do you know Leng Qingyan? Otherwise, after she came on stage, she would not look at you, and she would just look at you?"

After Leng Qingyan came on stage, he did look at Lu Tianyu. At that time, the monks in the entire square noticed, and the eyes were all turned to Lu Tianyu. If it were someone else, he would have been frightened by the hatred eyes of so many monks, so he would have been scared to death. However, Lu Tianyu's face did not change and even smiled at Leng Qingyan, which attracted even more hatred eyes.

However, Lu Tianyu did not see any "love" in Leng Qingyan's eyes, but instead had a lot of provocation.

"I don't know." Lu Tianyu shook his head and said honestly.

"If you don't know me, will Leng Qingyan look at you? Why doesn't he look at me?" Fatty Yao curled his lips, obviously not believing Lu Tianyu's words.

Lu Tianyu was too lazy to explain, just looking at Leng Qingyan and Zhang Yaoguang in the field.

It is obvious that Zhang Yaoguang is slightly better than Leng Qingyan in terms of cultivation, but he is not as smooth and natural as Leng Qingyan in terms of combat skills. Both of them have their own advantages and their own shortcomings. Whoever loses wins and wins, can't be seen for the time being.

However, one thing is certain that neither of these two is Lu Tianyu's opponent.

If he came to power, Lu Tianyu would be sure to repel any of them, or even two of them.

However, people like Li Yunxiao are afraid they are not so lucky.

The first place in the sect has been confirmed, and the Emperor Star Academy wins. In other words, Li Yunxiao and the others will face the ten cultivators at the peak of the Imperial Star Academy.

These ten monks from the Emperor Star Academy are all powerful.

With the cultivation of Li Yunxiao and others, plus Lu Tianyu, there is no possibility of winning.

Li Yunxiao and others also thought of this, hesitated for a while, and said, "Junior Brother Tianyu, we should not participate in the sect competition later, right? You just need to participate in the personal competition."

They are not cowardly, they just don’t want to drag Lu Tianyu down.

After all, they directly challenged the first place, and if they win, they will get double praise.

But if you lose, you will definitely be overestimated.

They don't care, but they can't let Lu Tianyu be ridiculed.

Lu Tianyu thought for a while and said, "It depends on the situation. The personal competition will start first. If there is no accident, you will participate in the sect competition. It doesn't matter if you lose, just take it as accumulating experience."

"Okay!" Everyone had to nod.

The competition in the field was over. With Leng Qingyan's whisper, her fair palms exerted endless fighting spirit, and the huge force turned into a huge wind, sweeping towards Zhang Yaoxing.

Zhang Yaoxing fought back with a backhand, and a huge black iron shield appeared, turning into a city wall, protecting him in it.

However, there was still a hint of panic on his face, and he was beaten to no avail.

"Bang!" The huge wind slammed Zhang Yaoxing's black iron shield. With a "click", a crack appeared on the black iron shield, followed by the second and third...

After a few breaths, the black iron shield was filled with cracks like a turtle shell, and then "boomed" into pieces of Xuantian pieces and flew into the sky.
Chapter completed!