Chapter 1225

After Han Li stood still, he glanced around and found that some of the people that Zhou Xianyang had mentioned to pay attention to had basically appeared on the stage.

Among them were Luo Yuanshan of Green Regret Forest and Zi Luo Fairy of Heavenly Remote Lake. Naturally, there was also Si Kongjian, who disregarded his position as the Sect Leader and personally participated in the competition.

The audience below the stage was somewhat disapproving of this person's behavior, and even felt that it was somewhat shameless. For a moment, the square was filled with boos.

Seeing this, Si Kongjian, however, wore a smile on his face. With a snap, he opened his folding fan and waved it lightly. He looked calm and unmoved.

However, although the crowd criticized in their hearts, they still somewhat admired this person's shamelessness. After all, once he successfully obtained the Bodhi Token, the benefits would be great enough to make people envious.

From this point of view, Si Kongjian's gamble was not considered to be a loss of wisdom.

"Sect Leader Zhou, if your sect's Fellow Chang is able to draw Si Kongjian, you must defeat him. This way, the prestige of Solitary Sun Peak will fall to the bottom of the valley, and you can take revenge for the grudge you've had for years," Zhao Yuanlai said with a smile.

"Drawing lots to decide? How can there be such a coincidence?"

Zhou Xianyang smiled and nodded, but he was sneering in his heart, hoping that Elder Zhao would be able to meet Si Kongjian.

In reality, Si Kongjian's strength as a Sect Leader was already there. Moreover, he already had a reputation for being sinister, so the others naturally hoped that they would not have to fight with him.

"I have ninety-six marked pills here. In a moment, each of you will choose one, and the number recorded on it will be your number.

After that, through the number selection, number one will fight against number 96, number two against number 95 … and so on. Is everyone clear? "The hosting elder said slowly.

"Clear," the participants replied in unison.

"Begin to choose your number." After saying this, the hosting elder casually tossed a pill.

Ninety-six shining round beads flew into the sky, like a cluster of stars, and hung above the participants' heads.

The participants then raised their hands and waved, and a round bead flew like a meteor into their hands.

Han Li raised his hand to grab a round bead and transferred a strand of Celestial Qi into it. The round bead immediately dimmed, and a number appeared on it.

"Number 91 …" Han Li murmured to himself.

The surrounding people also held the round beads in their hands and saw their number.

The number in Si Kongjian's hand naturally became the focus of most people, so they all turned to look at him.

When he saw that everyone was looking at him, he didn't try to hide it. He raised the bead in his hand, which had two numbers written on it, "Ninety and Zero." His number was exactly ninety.

"How …" At this time, a sigh came from the crowd.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a green-skinned man with a horn on his head and bulging cheeks. He was holding a bead in his hand and looking at Sikong Jian with despair written all over his face.

While the others were, they were, they also felt, Si Kongjian, and, Si Kongjian, Kongjian.

At that moment, Elder Zhao suddenly arrived at Han Li's side and asked with a smile, "Heh, how unlucky. Fellow Daoist Chang, what is your number?"

"Kongjian" to Kun Li, and for Han Li. at.

When the latter saw the number on it, his face suddenly stiffened, and he also raised his round bead.

Han Li frowned and saw the number "Lu" written on the round bead, which corresponded to the number 91.

"This is really … fate …" Zhao Kongjian said with a wry smile.

His expression was bitter and full of regret, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble twice. It was obvious that he couldn't hide his real smile.

When they transmitted their voices to Zhao Yuanlai, the two of them had already determined that "Chang Qi" was a good-for-nothing idiot. Now that he had picked up this big bargain, it was natural that he was overjoyed.

"This … Brother Zhao Kongjian, please be lenient."

Han Li's acting skills were better than his, and he deliberately lowered his voice with regret and some uneasiness.

"Fellow Kongjian, same to you …" Hearing this, Zhao Kongjian's confidence soared, but his mouth was still polite.

At this time, the presiding elder's voice sounded again, "Fellow Kongjian, the first twelve and the last twelve please ascend the twelve Earth Branch martial arts platforms to begin the competition. The rest of you, please wait for the stage to be ready."

Han Li and Zhao Kongjian happened to belong to the first batch of participants. According to the division of the twelve Earth Branches, they were arranged to be on the sixth martial arts platform, which was the "Si" platform.

Sikong Jian's "Wu" platform was next to them, less than a hundred feet away from their martial arts platform.

Amidst the cheers of the onlookers, the first twenty-four participants ascended the martial arts platform.

Before Zhou Xianyang and Zhao Yuanlai could rejoice that Han Li and Zhao Kongjian didn't draw Sikong Jian, they saw the two of them appear on the same martial arts platform.

"What a coincidence …" Almost at the same time, Zhao Yuanlai and Zhou Xianyang said in unison.

Both of them sounded a little surprised, but also a little gloating.

Zhao Yuanlai turned to Zhou Xianyang and said with a smile, "Sect Leader Zhou, our two sects have always been close. No matter what the result of today's competition is, we must not harm our friendship."

Zhao Yuanlai naturally thought that victory was in his grasp and paved the way for Zhao Kongjian to defeat Han Li.

"That's natural." Zhou Xianyang also smiled.

Let alone Han Li pretending to be his junior brother, even if it was the real Chang Qi, Zhao Yuanlai would still have confidence in his junior brother.

On the ring-shaped stone platform, the few people sitting in the center were not very concerned about the competition on the martial arts platform. They were just talking to each other. Naturally, a small space was isolated around them. Even the people sitting next to them couldn't hear what they were talking about. Of course, the others didn't dare to pry without permission.

"Immortal Envoy Feng Tian, I heard that the World of True Immortals is in turmoil recently. Not only the Samsara Temple, but also the Dust World. What's going on?" Chun Jun Zhenren asked.

"Traces of the Dust World's creatures have appeared in many places in the North Frost Immortal Realm, Green Mang Immortal Realm, and Black Mountain Immortal Realm. However, they are just small skirmishes and nothing serious." Immortal Envoy Feng Tian smiled.

Chun Jun Zhenren frowned slightly. If the Heavenly Court maintained such an attitude, it would be a big problem in itself.

"Didn't the Heavenly Court make arrangements in the Dust World before? Did something happen in the Dust World?" Chun Jun Zhenren asked.

"There has indeed been a change in the Dust World. The Black Rope Domain that had always been neutral has begun to ally with the Samsara Domain. The Abysmal Domain has also cut off contact with the Heavenly Court under pressure. In short, they seem to have reached a consensus. That's why they are invading the World of Immortals." Immortal Envoy Feng Tian transmitted her voice to Chun Jun Zhenren with a hint of hesitation.

Although Chun Jun Zhenren had already received some information, he was still surprised when he heard it from Immortal Envoy Feng Tian.

His ancestor had analyzed the future situation of the Immortal Realm many years ago, and it seemed that his analysis was gradually coming true.

As the two were talking, a burst of cheers rang out in the square. It turned out that the hosting elder had seen the cultivators standing on the twelve Earth Branch Martial Arts Platforms and immediately announced the start of the battles.

On the Si Platform, Han Li looked at Elder Zhao and cupped his hands in salute. "Excuse me, Elder Zhao."

Elder Zhao returned the salute with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Chang, please go ahead."

With that, he waved his hand and a snow-white light screen appeared out of thin air. It expanded and enveloped the entire martial arts platform.

On the light screen, crystal light flickered. Faint six-petal snowflake patterns appeared on its surface. They were densely packed and looked very beautiful.

Han Li smiled and said, "Brother Shrike's ice-attribute laws are truly profound. My horizons have been broadened."

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Chang is proficient in Body Refining. Today, I'd like to learn from you." Elder Zhao's words were very polite, but his attacks were not the slightest bit careless.

With a wave of his hands, traces of blue cold air emerged from the ground around him. Bursts of "ka ka" sounds of freezing rang out in the void. A layer of blue ice crystals instantly spread and covered the entire martial arts platform.

Han Li lifted his foot and heavily stamped the ground. A burst of white aura expanded under his feet. The layer of blue ice crystals was instantly impacted by a powerful force and directly shattered into powder.

Seeing this, the corners of Elder Zhao's mouth curved into a smile. With a wave of his hands, the cold air on the ground once again surged. Ice spikes emerged from the ground layer by layer and pierced into the sky like spears.

Seeing this, Han Li's hundreds of Mysterious Apertures lit up one after another. His figure leaped up and instantly leaped high into the sky.

Immediately after, a figure blurred behind him, and Elder Zhao caught up to him.

Holding a blue spear in his hand, he thrust it straight at Han Li's back.

With Han Li's speed, it was naturally very easy to avoid it. However, he was now participating in the battle with the identity of Chang Qi. If he really showed extraordinary speed, it would only arouse suspicious gazes.

Therefore, he just lowered his shoulders and his body fell down. His feet stood on the tip of the two ice spikes, allowing the blue spear to pierce his shoulder.

Seeing that Han Li had avoided his vital points, Elder Zhao felt a little regret in his heart. Immortal spiritual power suddenly surged out of his hands.

The runes on the tip of the blue spear suddenly lit up, and an extremely cold aura seeped out. The blue light at the tip of the spear suddenly soared, and a blue ice flame gushed out from it, freezing half of Han Li's shoulder and the entire arm.

"Fellow Daoist Chang, I'm sorry." Elder Zhao couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

With a shake of the spear in his hand, a powerful force seeped in and immediately scattered the ice crystals that had just been frozen.

Han Li only felt his arm go numb. The blue ice crystals wrapped around it had already turned into light blue powder and directly dissipated in the void.

"How is this possible?"

When Elder Zhao saw that Han Li's arm did not disappear along with the ice crystals, his expression instantly became very unsightly.

"Brother Elder, you may not understand us Mystical cultivators, but the physique is the foundation. This kind of extreme cold power is really not enough. It's better if you don't hold back," Han Li said with a gentle smile on his face.

After saying that, the Mysterious Apertures on his arm lit up and he punched at Elder Zhao.

He imitated the characteristics of Chang Qi's cultivation technique. The power came from his bones, and his arm was shrouded in white light, as if bathed in starlight.