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Chapter 54

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The pursuit, hunting, traps, and madness that happened in Maplewood City seemed to have nothing to do with the martial arts practice field.

The battle here was normal.

The three winners who entered the round were Zhang Linchuan, Lin Zhengren, and Fu Baosong from Wangjiang City.

This was a tall, thin man with a clear face. He had defeated the fifth year student of Maplewood City with difficulty and won the last spot.

The two fifth year students of Wangjiang City had entered the round of round battles, and the situation was very good.

In fact, the battle between the fifth year students was the most important part. Only the champion of the Three Cities Dao Discussion had the qualifications to enter the National Academy.

Similar Dao Discussion competitions had some such spots, but there were more or less of them. For example, there were two spots in the "Northern Wind Plays Snow". Although it was a Five Cities Dao Discussion, in fact, only two out of ten were needed. The probability was higher than the "Three Cities Dao Discussion".

These spots were also a kind of resource allocation. It often depended on the strength of the Dao Academies in each city. And what reflected the strength of the Dao Academies was the cultivators they nurtured. Therefore, once a cultivator grew, the Dao Academy in the city he came from would also rise.

With more spots in the National Academy, the cultivators would grow faster, forming a virtuous cycle.

In Three-Mountain City, there was a shortage of elites. If they could not win the Dao Discussion, the resources would be reduced, and the cultivation conditions of the disciples would be more difficult … This was a vicious cycle.

Only by understanding the Dao Academy system of the Zhuang Country could one understand why the cultivators of Three-Mountain City were so desperate.

Back in the competition, the first round of the Dao Discussion of the Three Cities Dao Discussion was a civil war.

Lin Zhengren versus Fu Baosong.

There was almost nothing to see in this battle. Everyone knew that the current situation was Maplewood City versus Wangjiang City. The highlight of the entire round was whether Zhang Linchuan could consecutively defeat opponents from Wangjiang City. Now, it seemed that there was no hope.

As for the civil war, it was just a formality.

Obviously, Lin Zhengren thought so too. Therefore, when he saw Fu Baosong walking in front of him, he just said casually, "Just admit defeat. I will injure Zhang Linchuan heavily later. Then, you can defeat him and get second place. "

It was as if he had already arranged the rankings.

"Hey!" Zhang Linchuan covered his nose with a handkerchief and looked very disgusted. "Don't treat me as if I don't exist!"

Lin Zhengren turned to look at Zhang Linchuan, who was waiting for his turn, and smiled. "Why don't you quit now? You can save yourself from physical pain."

After revealing his sixth-rank cultivation, his entire temperament seemed to have been liberated, and he no longer cared much about appearances.

At this moment …

"I won't."

He heard a voice say.

Lin Zhengren abruptly turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. The tall and thin Fu Baosong, who had been silent all day, spoke his first sentence of the day.

"You're not? Nothing? "Lin Zhengren felt incredulous.

Lin Zhengli even started cursing, "Fu Baosong, are you out of your mind? Don't you know who you are? "

Fu Baosong turned a deaf ear to him. He only looked at Lin Zhengren. His gaze was calm and equal, no different from how he looked at the others.

He said, "I will do my best, no matter who my opponent is. This is the meaning of Dao Debate. "

Lin Zhengren was so angry that he laughed. "Okay, then you can try."

There were twists and turns.

The onlookers of Maplewood City were shocked. The two cultivators of Wangjiang City were serious. Didn't that mean that their Maplewood City's Zhang Linchuan had a chance?

Although Lin Zhengren's cultivation was sixth-rank, if Fu Baosong could injure him before he was defeated … Zhang Linchuan was not without hope!

"Good job, Fu Baosong!"

"Upright and outspoken, strong and unyielding, the model of a cultivator!"

"That's right! Why should he admit defeat? Lin Zhengren doesn't have an extra head. Beat him down, and you'll be the champion! "

The audience outside the venue spoke up one after another. Looking at their excited expressions, it was as if they really liked Fu Baosong.

In particular, Jiang Wang faintly felt that the last voice was very familiar.

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Huang Azhan sneaking around in the crowd.

Jiang Wang turned his head, his expression stupefied.

He really didn't know what "specialty" this guy who had walked into this small circle because of Du Yehu had. He was a bootlicker, lustful, and now even knew how to incite public opinion.

But it was very strange. This guy was full of flaws, but he was actually not annoying.

… …

On the field, Lin Zhengren was clearly really angry. He raised his hand and used the Green Python Twist.

The giant python broke through the ground and twisted into a ball.

Bang!

The green python twisted into the vine wall.

The intertwining snake vines formed a circle, protecting Fu Baosong in the center. It was the Vine Snake Twisting Wall that Lin Zhengren had used before.

But the Vine Snake Twisting Wall of B-class middle class could not stop the Vine Snake Twisting Wall of A-class low class no matter what.

In less than three breaths, the Vine Snake Twisting Wall had collapsed.

The giant green python tried to contract, but in the next moment, it suddenly withered.

A green hand with a dry feeling pressed against the python's body. On the green python's giant body, rotten grey and green colors intertwined.

B-class high class dao technique, Rotten Wood Technique!

Although it did not collapse the green python with one hand like Dong Ah, it still made the green python wither.

Fu Baosong took this opportunity to leap out.

But how could Lin Zhengren give him the chance? He stretched out his hand, and the prepared Water Dragon Wave roared out!

However, behind the translucent body of the water dragon, his handsome face was extremely gloomy.

Some dao techniques required talent, and some dao techniques required compatibility. It did not mean that one would be able to cultivate dao techniques of the corresponding grade when one's cultivation level was high enough.

For example, although this Rotten Wood Technique was only B-class high class, it was the unique secret technique of the dean of the Wangjiang City Dao Academy. Even he, Lin Zhengren, had never inherited it! The reason was that it was not compatible enough?

Could it be that this poor brat and the smelly stone in the latrine were compatible enough?

The conceited Lin Zhengren had long had enough of those dignified and hypocritical excuses. For example, the compatibility was not enough. For example, the meaning of the so-called Dao discussion!

Facing the Water Dragon Wave that was waiting for him. The waves under Fu Baosong's feet rolled and he was about to dodge. Coming from the Wangjiang City Dao Academy, he was naturally familiar with the Three Layered Waves.

However, Lin Zhengren only pressed down with his left hand, and waves surged and mixed with the waves under Fu Baosong's feet, making this dodge a fantasy.

A simple Daoist technique, Raging Waves, was able to break the Triple Layered Waves, which had the effect of three teleportation, with just the right timing and position.

The Water Dragon Wave mercilessly blasted Fu Baosong, sending him high into the air and causing him to fall heavily.

The waves under Lin Zhengren's feet moved continuously as he stepped on Fu Baosong's head.

He lowered his head slightly and said in a very deliberate and disdainful tone, "Do you think you can beat me?"

Fu Baosong turned his head with difficulty under Lin Zhengren's foot. He looked at Lin Zhengren. There was no anger in his eyes, but a puzzling stubbornness. "You can't beat me, but I can't … lose without a fight!"

This person was really … smelly and stubborn.

He was so smelly that it made one frown. He was so stubborn that it made one respect him.

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