Counterattack of Infinite Supporting Characters

Seeing that all the three generations of Quanzhen Sect disciples had arrived, Ma Yu, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, looked at the many disciples in front of him with satisfaction, and spoke slowly.

You are all the mainstays of my Quanzhen Sect, and your achievements in the future will be limitless. Today, when you compete with each other, remember that peace is the most important thing among the brothers in the sect. Don't rely on courage to fight fiercely. Once I find out that someone is taking advantage of the martial arts competition During the period, if you suffer a lot, don't blame me for not being sympathetic, the family rules will deal with it!

Ma Yu's voice was not very loud, but many disciples standing tens of meters away could hear it clearly. When he said the last few words, his voice exploded like a thunderbolt. Everyone was dizzy for a while.

Qiu Chuji couldn't help admiring: Senior brother's cultivation has become more and more profound, and it can be seen from this hand alone that his internal strength is probably already higher than mine.

The other five sons all nodded in agreement, feeling ashamed.

Ma Yu looked around and saw that everyone was obedient and obedient. He nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand. Dao Tong brought up a big box.

I declare, martial art contest ~ start!

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Ma Yu reached out and took out two lists from the box, took a closer look, and then read: Yu Zhicheng vs. Liu Zhixuan! Two disciples come out.

Two third-generation disciples came out slowly, saluted the Quanzhen Seven Masters one by one, and then put on a posture, ready to discuss.

Ma Yu stroked his beard and said loudly: Start!

The two moved at the same time, the long swords in their hands were out of the sheath, the tip of the sword was hanging down, and their bodies were slightly leaning, each using a stance in the Quanzhen swordsmanship, Youfeng Laiyi, against the other!

Youfeng Laiyi is the weakest stance in Quanzhen swordsmanship, because its posture is similar to saluting, so it is used as a starting stance in the martial arts to show the harmony of the same clan.

After the etiquette was done, the two of them fought together. Their internal strength was equal, and they all practiced Quanzhen swordsmanship. In addition, they practiced swords together on weekdays, so they were very familiar with each other. This kind of sparring It should be that they have fought a lot, I saw the sword shadows of these two people flickering, their movements are light and agile, you come and I go back and forth, the fight is evenly matched...

Su Yi looked at it carefully for a moment, then turned his head away in disdain.

And Ma Yu and the others also showed dissatisfied eyes. The swordsmanship of these two people is beautiful at first glance, but unfortunately, their movements are flashy. In order to pursue magnificence, they gave up power, not to mention, and even some sword moves were slightly changed. It looks a lot more chic, but its power has also been weakened a lot, the typical two eyes are high and hands are low.

After fighting for a stick of incense, Yu Zhicheng finally narrowly defeated Liu Zhixuan by one move and won!

Facing Yu Zhicheng who was saluting to him full of excitement, Ma Yu shook his head and sighed: Zhicheng, you have a very good understanding, and you have made great progress over the years, but you have neglected the path of martial arts. You must be down-to-earth and step by step. Now You pay too much attention to chicness and neatness, ignoring the essence of swordsmanship, if you abandon those flashy things, you should have won more easily in this competition!

The pungent comments hit the key point, Yu Zhicheng was sweating profusely, bowed and said: My disciple, thank you for your teaching, I will never dare to do it again in the future!

After speaking, he bowed and stepped back.

Ma Yu said again: This competition, Yu Zhicheng wins! The next one, Zhao Zhijing vs. Liu Zhiyi!

Su Yi's expression was shocked, he poked Yin Zhiping, and said in a low voice, He's here so soon, just in time to see how his strength compares to yours.

Yin Zhiping shook his head, and also said in a low voice: I can't tell, this Liu Zhiyi is Zhao Zhijing's younger brother, and he has always been the only one to lead the way. This competition is just a formality.

Sure enough, according to Yin Zhiping's words, after the two entered the field, they only fought for a while, and Zhao Zhijing easily defeated Liu Zhiyi without even drawing his sword.

Su Yi couldn't help curling his lips, The fights are so fake, you can't even act, Brother Yin, you have been suppressed by such a funny comparison for several years, it is really useless.

Yin Zhiping's eyes were so shocked by his words, he thought to himself, what can I do with their numbers?

Afterwards, there were several competitions, and the people on the field were all from the same sect that Su Yi had never seen before, and their martial arts were really not that high. Su Yi yawned straight away, and the six Quanzhen disciples who were sitting were all busy with themselves. Individually, some held a cup of tea and sipped it by themselves, some closed their eyes and rested their minds, and the only female elder, Sun Buer, was already whispering to the female disciples standing behind.

Next time, Yin Zhiping vs. Wang Zhiyuan!

Su Yi's bewildered spirit suddenly cheered up.

Yin Zhiping said in a low voice with an ugly face: This Wang Zhiyuan is also Zhao Zhijing's younger brother. This guy will definitely use up my energy. The reason why I was no match for Zhao Zhijing in the past was because I spent too much energy in advance. and internal strength.

After speaking, he smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, and walked forward slowly.

After the two saluted each other, Wang Zhiyuan shouted loudly, stamped on his footsteps, and attacked Yin Zhiping straight as if he had been spat with chicken blood.

Yin Zhiping lifted his scabbard slightly, and blocked the opponent's stabbing sword, the long sword whined softly, and cut the opponent's hem straight out of the sheath.

Seeing that Yin Zhiping was attacking, Wang Zhiyuan hurriedly retracted his sword to defend, using the Quanzhen swordsmanship, splashing the water for his own protection, as if he did not seek meritorious deeds, but wished to be innocent.

Facing Wang Zhiyuan who was defending desperately, Yin Zhiping was like a mouse biting a tortoise, with nowhere to speak. After fighting for two sticks of incense, Yin Zhiping found a gap, knocked Wang Zhiyuan down with one move, and then took a rough breath. Out of breath, he stood where he was, at this moment his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

Ma Yu nodded approvingly, and said loudly, Yin Zhiping wins!

Yin Zhiping walked down slowly, and whispered to Su Yi: A small half of these people are Zhao Zhijing's juniors. In every big competition, most of the opponents I meet are from them, so the one who meets Zhao Zhijing At that time, I was already tired and exhausted, and I couldn't exert my full strength at all. Naturally, I was easily defeated. But this year, I have one more you. I hope I will be lucky and let you help me share some opponents. Okay, let's not say much Now, I'm going to take advantage of the time to recover my strength.

After finishing speaking, Yin Zhiping closed his eyes and began to slowly recover his physical strength.

Next time, Gao Zhili vs. Lu Zhiyao!

Next match, Liang Zhihua vs. Chen Zhipeng!

Next match, Sun Zhijie vs. Zhou Zhirong!

Next time, Li Zhibin vs. Liu Zhichao!

As the sun goes west, the number of eliminated people gradually increases. The rules of the big competition are very simple. It is not like resurrection games in later generations. If you lose, you will be eliminated. If you win, you will be promoted. Eliminate half of the people at a time until there are only four left!

Soon, the first competition will come to an end.

Ma Yu took out a piece of paper from the box and read aloud: Next time, Yang Kang is right...huh?

He reached out and groped in the cardboard box for a while, then he showed a surprised and speechless wry smile on his face, and said helplessly, Yang Kang, bye, automatic promotion!

Huh???!!!

There was a tidy sound of surprise, and hundreds of voices even resonated, making people's ears numb, even more deafening than Ma Yu's before the competition.

And Qiu Chuji, who was drinking tea, also spewed out a mouthful of tea, and couldn't help coughing again and again.