sinovels Chapter 1047 Peak Master
Chapter 1047 Peak Master
Chapter 1047 Peak Master
"Your Highness, you want to seize the position of the master of Chunyang Peak, but I'm afraid you have no chance." At this moment, the gravekeeper came behind Liu Bang.
Liu Bang was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes were filled with astonishment: "How could this be?"
Before Liu Bang could turn his head, he suddenly felt a pain at the back of his head, then he felt dizzy and passed out.
Looking at Liu Bang lying on the ground, the gravekeeper's eyes revealed a trace of pain and struggle, but unfortunately he was unable to break free from Cui Yu's puppet strings.
A bell rang, and figures flashed in the air, gathering in the square in front of Chunyang Peak.
At this time, Cui Laohu, as the headmaster of Zhenwu Mountain, was responsible for the selection of the master of Chunyang Peak.
Glancing at the Grand Elder of Chunyang Peak, Cui Yu, and the other peak masters, Cui Lao Hu said, "Sacrifice to the ancestor."
A huge set of procedures went through, and then Cui Lao Hu said: "Today, the selection of the leader of Chunyang Peak officially begins."
As Cui Lao Hu was speaking, he looked across the field, but saw no sign of Liu Bang. He began to feel anxious.
Liu Bang was the main force he used to suppress Cui Yu. The two sides had already made plans yesterday, but there was no trace of Liu Bang at this time. Isn't that a trap?
Cui Lao Hu winked at Cui Cancan in the audience, and the next moment Cui Cancan quietly disappeared in the crowd and rushed all the way to Liu Bang's residence. But where was the trace of Liu Bang at this time?
Cui Cancan walked through every corner of Liu Bang's palace, but did not detect any trace of Liu Bang. Even if he was stupid at this time, he should know that things were in big trouble and a big problem had occurred!
Cui Cancan quickly returned to the ring, only to see Cui Lao Hu on the ring still delaying time. When Cui Lao Hu on the ring saw that only Cui Cancan came back, his heart sank. He knew in his heart that the thing he least wanted to see had happened. After all, something went wrong, and it was a big problem.
Cui Cancan and Cui Laohu, father and son, looked at each other, as if they had a telepathic connection. Cui Laohu's eyes narrowed for a moment, and then countless thoughts flashed through his mind. When his eyes turned, his gaze fell on Cui Yu, but he saw Cui Yu standing in the crowd at this time, with his hands in his sleeves, a playful expression on his face, as if he was watching a good show.
"It's related to him! Liu Bang's disappearance is definitely related to him! But how did he do it?" Cui Lao Hu on the stage showed a hint of contemplation in his eyes, and then his gaze fell on the great elder of Chunyang Peak and Fan Zeng who was rubbing his hands ready to fight.
“Fortunately, there is a backup plan! As long as Cui Yu’s innate spiritual treasure is restricted, he will never be a match for the Great Elder. The Great Elder can still touch the mysterious power of the ‘tribulation’ realm, and his magical powers are enough to suppress Cui Yu.” Seeing that there was still a backup plan, Cui Lao Hu felt a little relieved.
"The rules of this year's competition have changed. All disciples, elders, and deacons of Chunyang Peak can go on stage to compete as long as they feel that their magical powers are sufficient. This time, Chunyang Peak will only select the strongest. Whoever can finally stand under the ring will become the master of Chunyang Peak. Of course, there are restrictions. You are not allowed to use external forces such as treasures. You can only rely on your own magical powers to fight the enemy. Moreover, you can only use the magical powers of our Zhenwu Mountain. The magical powers and bloodline power learned from the outside world do not count. After all, if you compete for the master of our Zhenwu Mountain, it will not count if you do not use the magical powers of our Zhenwu Mountain!"
Cui Lao Hu saw that the biggest backup plan he had prepared had disappeared, and the rules he had prepared before were directly changed. Not only were external forces such as innate spiritual treasures not allowed to be used, even the power of blood was not allowed to be used.
He was afraid that if Cui Yu inherited the bloodline of the Saint of Seven Emotions, it would be difficult to deal with him. Besides, no matter whether it was the Grand Elder of Chunyang Peak or Fan Zeng, their most powerful strengths were the magical powers and Taoist methods they had cultivated for many years, while their bloodline power was just average.
All of Cui Yu's skills were learned from the magical powers of the outside world. If they were restricted, Cui Yu would be like a disabled person with his limbs cut off, and would be completely unable to compete with the Great Elder.
Cui Yu below raised the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, revealing a unique arc, which was a bit sarcastic and a bit bitter.
The father of one son is trying his best to restrict and suppress another son for the sake of one son. No one would be happy about it.
"The competition begins now. If you think you have the ability, feel free to come on stage and offer your suggestions." After Cui Lao Hu finished speaking, he used his magical powers to fly down.
After Cui Lao Hu landed, everyone in Chunyang Peak turned their eyes to the Great Elder. They felt that the Great Elder was qualified to take the position of Peak Master. The Great Elder was the popular choice, and before the Great Elder expressed his opinion, who would dare to speak carelessly?
Unlike in novels, not just anyone is qualified to jump onto the stage.
Seeing everyone's eyes focused on him, the elder took a deep breath, then turned his head to look at Cui Yu, and then looked at Cui Lao Hu who was looking forward to it not far away, and sighed: "I give up the fight for the position of Peak Master! I feel that my magical powers are not perfect enough, and I still need to spend a lot of time in seclusion to polish them. I don't have time to continue to be distracted, so I don't want the position of Peak Master anymore, and I'll give the qualification to the young man."
After the elder finished speaking, Cui Lao Hu's pupils shrank, and he stared at Cui Yu with a look of shock in his eyes. His heart was filled with turmoil: "How could it be? How could he give up? He and Cui Yu have a deep hatred, how could he suddenly give up? Hmm? Something is wrong! Did Cui Yu threaten him?"
Cui Lao Hu cursed inwardly: "I miscalculated! I should have thought of this earlier!"
He originally thought that Cui Yu would fight to the death and would never allow the opponent to recover from his injuries, but who knew that he would know how to adapt?
"It's over! There is only one Fan Zeng left. Can he stop him?" Cui Laohu was unsure.
Just as Cui Lao Hu was mumbling in his heart, Fan Zeng, who was standing beside him, used his magical power to fly out and landed lightly on the high platform: "I am overestimating my own abilities. I am somewhat confident in my magical powers and Taoist methods. I would like to ask for your guidance, brothers and elders."
Seeing the Great Elder withdraw from the battle, the elders who were watching secretly became excited. The next moment, an old man with white hair and beard flew out and said, "Young man, let me experience your magical powers."
A green light appeared in the elder's hand, and that light turned into a streak of silk, which attacked Fan Zeng with tremendous power. However, a ball of red light appeared around Fan Zeng, like a dark sun covered by mist, or like a dying charcoal fire, flashing a dim luster. In an instant, the area around Fan Zeng turned into a sea of fire, and all the silk was burned into pieces.
Although Fan Zeng had not been in Zhenwu Mountain for a long time, he had the care of Cui Cancan and the various resources provided by the main peak. In addition, he had received good fortune from Kunlun Mountain in the past. As a result, his cultivation had already reached the level of disaster, far surpassing Cui Cancan.
The elder was defeated in an instant, but at this time the entire platform was shrouded in red light. The terrifying power flowed between heaven and earth, shocking all the cultivators on Chunyang Peak.
Several elders came forward to challenge one after another, but before they could land on the platform, the red pill flashed and all the elders were knocked off the platform. Then the entire Chunyang Peak fell silent and no one dared to come up to challenge again.
"Cui Yu, I heard that you became Yuwen Haojie's disciple and wanted to get your hands on the position of the master of Chunyang Peak. Is that true?" Fan Zeng was very proud at this time. After defeating several elders one after another, he was full of confidence.
You should know that the competition for the position of the master of Chunyang Peak is divided into generations. Only the current disciples and elders are eligible. The elders of the previous generation have all gone into seclusion, and the old people in the sect have all retreated behind the scenes.
The elders of the current generation have only just entered the realm of disaster. As for the disciples of the same generation, they have only supernatural powers and souls. You should know that Cui Cancan has only reached the perfection of his soul. It is almost a pipe dream for the other disciples of the same generation to be able to practice faster than Cui Cancan, who has been carefully cultivated by the main peak and cultivated with countless resources. Cui Cancan is like this, let alone the other disciples? How high can their cultivation be? He Fan Zeng entered the realm of disaster as a disciple, which can be called a true genius.
Of course, his current level of cultivation and fortune is closely related to the blessings of Kunlun Mountain in his soul.
At this moment, everyone on Chunyang Peak looked at Cui Yu and whispered to each other. To be honest, Cui Yu was not well-known in Chunyang Peak. Many elders and disciples did not know Cui Yu. Looking at that unfamiliar face, they all showed curiosity.
Seeing Fan Zeng actually took the initiative to provoke him, Cui Yu smiled, his eyes full of teasing: "Since you want to see my ability, how can I not help you?"
After he finished speaking, Cui Yu's figure twisted and flickered, and when he reappeared, he was already on the stage.
The light emitted by Fan Zeng's red pill did not cause any harm to Cui Yu. The space where Cui Yu was standing seemed to be twisted and stretched, and the three-foot space-time around him seemed to be split apart, forming the end of the world. The flames could not reach Cui Yu's body at all.
Looking at Cui Yu who was on the stage, Fan Zeng's eyes were filled with deep hatred:
"Cui Yu, this is not the first time we have met! I almost died in your hands in the past. If it weren't for Senior Brother Cui Cancan and Senior Brother Liu Bang, I would have died long ago..."
"Whoosh~"
Without waiting for Fan Zeng to finish speaking, Cui Yu raised his hand and shot out the Great Sun Divine Needle. Fan Zeng fell directly under the stage without any resistance and was knocked off the stage by the powerful force.
"Too much nonsense!" Cui Yu snorted coldly, and hundreds of Great Sun Needles burst out. The red pills floating in the air were directly blown into red light and dissipated into the air.
"Cui Yu, the headmaster said that you can only use the magical powers of our sect. Where did you learn these magical powers?" Cui Cancan shouted excitedly after seeing Cui Yu's magical powers. He thought that he had caught Cui Yu and could bring him down.
Cui Yu ignored Cui Cancan's shouting, and looked at Cui Lao Hu. Cui Lao Hu had no expression on his face, as if he had not seen Cui Yu's Great Sun Needle. Cui Lao Hu was also confused at this time: "This shouldn't be the case! I have said before that you cannot use magical powers outside of your own sect in the competition. How could Cui Yu reveal such a big flaw for me to catch? What's wrong? What went wrong? This magical power is very similar to the great magical power of Chunyang Peak: Great Sun Needle, but it doesn't look like it after it is displayed. "
Aside from the color, everything else is similar!
Cui Lao Hu also fell into silence at this time. He was unsure for a moment and was afraid of making a fool of himself, so he didn't say anything.
After all, there were countless magical powers in the seven peaks of Zhenwu Mountain, and it was impossible for him to know them all. If he called out the wrong name and was slapped in the face by Cui Yu, his reputation would be damaged.
When Cui Yu saw that Cui Lao Hu did not react, he said slowly: "The magical power I displayed is the Great Sun Divine Needle from my Chunyang Peak. How dare you, a boy with no knowledge, shout and scream like that?"
Cui Cancan was speechless when he heard this, and looked at Cui Lao Hu. Before Cui Lao Hu could answer, Song Zhi stepped forward and said, "It is indeed the Great Sun Divine Needle from Chunyang Peak."
"Nonsense, I've heard of the reputation of the Great Sun Needle, and it's not like this at all. Have you been bribed by Cui Yu and are deliberately confusing right and wrong to speak for him?" Cui Cancan retorted.
The mountain god of Zhenwu Mountain also spoke: "Yes, that is the Great Sun Divine Needle condensed with the power of the sun. It's just that his cultivation realm is much higher than the ancestors of Chunyang Peak, so it's not surprising that you can't recognize it."
"What do you think, Master?" The mountain god of Zhenwu Mountain looked at Cui Lao Hu and threw the problem to him. If Cui Lao Hu couldn't explain the solution, the blow to Cui Lao Hu's prestige today could be imagined. Or if Cui Lao Hu was wrong, it would also damage the other party's reputation.
Seeing that the mountain god of Zhenwu Mountain gave him a difficult problem, Cui Laohu's pupils shrank, and a trace of caution appeared in his eyes. He opened his Dharma Eyes and carefully identified it. After a moment, he said: "This is the Great Sun Divine Needle cultivated with the true fire of the sun, so it is normal that you can't recognize it. If an ordinary Qigong practitioner can cultivate the Great Sun Divine Needle with the sun's energy, he can already dominate the world. I didn't expect you to have such a blessing and good fortune that you can cultivate the Great Sun Divine Needle with the true fire of the sun. I'm afraid that even a Jinzhi strongman would have to retreat when seeing your Great Sun Divine Needle."
The Great Sun Needle is truly terrifying!
Cui Laohu's heart sank to the bottom at this moment. Looking at Fan Zeng lying on the ground, his life or death unknown, his eyes were filled with anger.
Ever since he recognized that Cui Yu used the Great Sun True Fire to cultivate the Great Sun Divine Needle, he knew that the game was over, unless someone obtained the Innate Divine Water and used the Innate Divine Water to cultivate supernatural powers in order to fight back. For example, Zhu Wuneng of Laoshan, after transforming into Tianpeng, directly mastered the Innate Weak Water and even various Innate Divine Waters.
But how could the elders and disciples of Chunyang Peak have such incredible abilities?
"The general trend is over! If Liu Bang were here, he would be able to restrain him with the Sun's True Fire. What a pity... What a pity... He was just one step behind!" Cui Laohu muttered to himself.
"Master, that's a good idea." Cui Yu raised his hand and saluted.
(End of this chapter)