Dou Po: I can upgrade everything

Chapter 5 The First Battle
Qing Yazi walked up to the four elders happily and started joking.

After seeing the old man in green robe, the elders quickly saluted.

Chief Feng Situ Yu said with a smile: "The Sect Master is fine. It is really a blessing for the Aoki Sect."

"Forget it, old man, I was almost torn apart in order to get that quota." Qing Yazi joked, then thought about the approaching election time, and immediately changed the subject and reminded Chu Wei: "Put aside the small talk, Elder Chu , announce the start of the competition!"

Elder Chu nodded, turned to face the sect square, and used his fighting spirit to spread his voice: "The election for the inner disciples begins now!"

After Elder Chu's announcement, virtual secret realm arenas rose into the sky. Then all the outer sect disciples will demonstrate their talents on the arena and strive for the qualifications to enter the inner sect.

Yang Shou stared at these secret arenas with fiery eyes, and the blood in his heart that had been dormant for a long time began to boil again. He clenched his fists tightly, and the fighting energy in his meridians began to flow rapidly.

In the stands, the five senior officials of the Qingmu Sect were all seated.

Then the invited forces came to the table, including the Jin Yan Sect, Steel Bone Sect, Luo Yan Empire Royal Family, Canaan College, etc.

Among them, Canaan College has the strongest background.

Canaan College sent an elder of Dou Huang level to observe, which was quite impressive.

On the one hand, the sect leader Qing Yazi and the deputy dean of the outer academy, Hu Qiannai, are old friends and have a close personal relationship. On the other hand, many talented inner disciples of the Qingmu Sect have gone to Canaan College to exchange and study, and the two major forces have a lot of contacts. .

On the day when inner disciples are selected, Canaan Academy will naturally send strong people to support them.

Of course, these superpowers are still too far away from Yang Shou of the Great Fighter, so we won’t mention them for now.

Yang Shou stood above the square, waiting for the deacon to call his name.

Many disciples from the outer sect have already appeared on the stage to compete, displaying various fighting skills that are dazzling.

He roughly scanned it and found that most of the outer sect disciples were one-star fighting masters, and a very few geniuses had the strength of two-star fighting masters. Based on his estimate of his own strength, Yang Shou felt that defeating a two-star fighting master was not a problem. Down.

In fact, as early as when he was a nine-star fighting master, with Tai Chi, he could fight back and forth with a one-star fighting master without falling behind.

After all, without a foundation of strength, no matter how popular he is, he can't become the senior brother of the outer sect.

Yang Shou, who realized that he was distracted, woke up and focused his eyes on a ring in the sky.

In the center of the ring, Zhao Kuo was already fighting against a one-star great fighter.

After just a few glances, Yang Shou lost interest. The unlucky junior fellow student couldn't even force Zhao Kuo's Barbaric Bear Transformation. The result is self-evident.

Sure enough, the unlucky junior brother was knocked unconscious by Zhao Kuo's iron fist and was disqualified from fighting.

After the duel, the arena will automatically land. The loser will be taken off the stage by the invigilator, while the winning disciple will stay in the arena to wait for the next competition.

Yang Shou was among the crowd, listening to the cheers and comments from time to time, and looking forward to his appearance.

A sudden laugh interrupted his thoughts.

"Let's see who it is. It's Senior Senior Brother. Senior Brother, you have been here for so many years. Since you can't enter the inner sect, you might as well leave the sect honestly."

The strange words made Yang Shou frown slightly, and he looked around and understood immediately when he saw the other party.

"Chen Jing, it doesn't matter to you whether I come or not. Instead of meddling in other people's business, you should think about how to advance to the inner sect." Yang Shou said sarcastically: "When did my defeated general come to talk nonsense?"

Chen Jing snorted coldly and said with a slightly ferocious expression: "I have broken through to the level of a two-star fighting master. Defeating you now is as easy as squeezing an ant to death."

As he spoke, Chen Jing released his fighting spirit without any scruples, which was so majestic.

On the other side, Yang Shou looked at Chen Jing jokingly. He found that although the former's fighting spirit was strong, his foundation was very shallow. He was probably a two-star great fighter who used pills to stack up. Such a fool who would rather be a saint in front of others than the future is not enough. attract attention.Chen Jing, who was looked down upon by Yang Shou, was furious. His face was terrifyingly gloomy, and he said harsh words: "When you are sent down by the sect, who else will be able to protect you?"

Faced with Chen Jing's threat, Yang Shou also suppressed his smile and looked indifferent.

Just now.

"Yang Shou."

"Chen Jing."

It was just luck, Yang Shou sighed to himself.

At this time, he was also convinced that what he had picked up was a useless script, and Chen Jing was a stepping stone.

After Chen Jing heard that he was about to face off against Yang Shou, he couldn't hide the smile on his face. He walked straight into the ring and looked down from a high position, as if he had already won.

Yang Shou ignored the opponent's provocation, tapped his toes, and landed in the center of the ring at a strange speed, while bursting out with the momentum of a great fighter.

Many disciples in the audience were surprised. They did not expect Senior Brother Yang, who had been practicing hard for 15 years, to cross that barrier.

"Do you think Senior Brother Yang is better, or Senior Brother Chen can win?"

"Senior Brother Chen has already broken through to the level of a two-star fighting master. Senior Brother Yang is only a one-star fighter. He is strong and weak. Even a fool can see that."

"Senior Brother Yang will probably have a hard time winning!"

Although Chen Jing's talent is not top-notch among the outer disciples, more people are willing to be optimistic about the former than Yang Shou.

"Chen Jing, you couldn't beat me when you were a Dou Shi. Now that you are a Dou Master, do you think you still have a chance of winning?" Yang Shou joked with a smile.

Chen Jing looked embarrassed. At this time, he was also a little unsure, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "It's useless to talk more, take the move!"

In an instant, Chen Jing moved. He practiced fire attribute fighting skills and was good at attacking. He raised his hands and released scarlet fighting spirit, slowly condensing into a fierce lion's head, roaring towards Yang Shou with a beast's roar.

"It's Senior Brother Chen's Wild Lion Flame Fist, a low-level fighting skill at the Xuan level. He used his killing move as soon as he started, without giving Senior Brother Yang a chance." Some sharp-eyed disciples in the audience recognized Chen Jing's fighting skills and exclaimed. .

"It's over, Senior Brother Yang is in trouble!"

On the field, Chen Jing started with a big move, and Yang Shou naturally would not take it lightly. The muscles all over his body tensed quietly, and the gray wood attribute fighting energy in his body surged out and condensed into a fighting spirit armor.

Yang Shou's body sank, pretending to take on Chen Jing's offensive in a defensive posture, secretly accumulating strength to use the Yang Fist of Tai Chi Liang Yi Fist, and even the strong and hidden soft method, while receiving the Mad Lion Flame Fist, he also gathered The opponent's fighting spirit is turned into one's own use.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Jing's Wild Lion Flame Fist was close at hand and was about to seriously injure Yang Shou.

The scorching heat enveloped Yang Shou, and even the air smelled of anxiety.

"Why hasn't Senior Brother Yang responded yet?"

"It won't be scary."

Many outer disciples were talking about it.

At this time, Yang Shou was concentrating on observing Chen Jing's punches and finding the weakest point to attack.

Finally, when the lion's head filled with raging fighting spirit was about to devour him, Yang Shou responded by drooping his arms and slumping his shoulders and elbows.

With a bang!
The lion's head fell and smoke rose.

(End of this chapter)