Chapter 49 Fighting (Last Part)

And when all the black thorns were slashed away, the blue mantis puppet made a "whoosh" sound and appeared in front of Xiao Feng like a ghost. With the movement of its forelimbs, two rays of cold light slashed from the left and right like a dragon.

Xiao Feng was shocked. He didn't have time to use other means of defense, so he could only sigh in his heart, and his arms flashed green light and went straight to the sides.

"Stop, your wood dagger has just reached the second level, so you can't attack directly with your physical body."

"Dang" and "Dang" twice!

Zhu Chi appeared in front of Xiao Feng with a gloomy expression, and flicked a finger to the left and right to disperse the two cold rays of light.

Not only that, even the puppet puppet took a few steps back after being shocked by a huge force.

Jin Yu saw this situation, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the two forelimbs of the blue-light mantis rubbed again, and he wanted to bully him again.

But right here, the figure next to him flickered, and Dazhi also appeared there, and patted him on the shoulder to stop it from continuing to urge the puppet beast, while smiling at the opposite Zhu Chi and said.

"In this round, we also admit defeat. The multi-purpose talent is really suitable for your puppet art. With his performance, I am afraid that you will control this blue light mantis puppet yourself, but that's just it. You really found the most suitable successor. ." Zhu Chi looked at the gloomy boy again, and said with a deep breath.

The Daoist surname Zhong outside the circle also sighed when he saw this situation.

Xiao Feng's performance just now can't be said to be bad, but the mantis puppet manipulated by the gloomy young man is really amazing. With its speed, if he takes the initiative to attack first, I am afraid that ordinary opponents will not even have time to cast spells.

Could it be that in this competition, their Jiuyingshan lineage is really going to be wiped out!

Daoist surname Zhong thought of this, and smiled bitterly in her heart, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Liu Ming, who was on the side, and then came a little surprised.

At this time, Liu Ming was not as uneasy or frightened as she imagined, but just stood there calmly, as if the defeats in the previous two rounds had no effect on him at all.

"That's right, it's rare to be able to keep your mood intact now. In the last game, don't use too much pressure, just do your best!" After Zhu Chi returned with an unwilling look on his face, Xiao Feng, Seeing Liu Ming's calmness, he praised Liu Ming for a while.

"Yes, Master Zhu, I will try my best." Liu Ming bowed and replied respectfully.

At this time, a sturdy boy of fifteen or sixteen years old also walked out from the crowd of Jiuqiao Mountain opposite. There was a long blood-red scar on his forehead, and two long swords were on his back. After standing in the circle, he was given a A very ferocious feeling.

"This breath... No, it's body repair. Dazhi Dashang, is he really your disciple?" Daoist surname Zhong sensed the breath coming from the strong young man, and her face changed suddenly.

"Don't worry, Fairy Zhong, Wu Fei was personally accepted by me at the Spirit Opening Ceremony, and is also one of the disciples who could endure the pain of Spirit Opening by relying on the tyrannical body without being overwhelmed. Although this sect is famous for its puppet art, But it seems to be a very common thing for some of the disciples to choose a body repair." After the white-haired old man touched his beard, he said with a smile on his face, but the smug look in his eyes could be seen by anyone.

Physical cultivation is not a path that ordinary spiritual disciples can choose. All of them are more tyrannical than ordinary people, and can endure the pain that ordinary people cannot bear. Only after all kinds of tempering of the body can such a person be born.

Moreover, for the spiritual disciples, the same-level physical cultivation is a kind of existence that is close to the nemesis. Even at the spiritual master stage, physical cultivation can exert special powers that ordinary spiritual masters do not have on some special occasions. Therefore, even if physical cultivation is extremely difficult to cultivate, the major sects will try to select a few people in each class of disciples to go to specialize. Build roads.

Although Dazhi Dashang and Dashang selected the test disciples this time, although they are all new disciples who have not started for a long time, each of them has a great background, otherwise, how dare they ask for a fight to determine the spiritual fruit.

In this situation, Zhu Chi can only smile bitterly and say nothing more.

If he and Daoist Zhong surnamed originally saw Liu Ming's calm appearance, there was still a little bit of hope, but now it has fallen directly to the last trace.

Liu Ming frowned as soon as he sensed the fierce aura of the strong young man, but after he opened it up, he walked up without haste.

When the strong young man saw Liu Ming stepping into the circle with his feet, his face flashed fiercely. With the movement of his arms, he pulled out the two long swords from his back. After blurring, he was more than half taller than before, and his hands and feet were also more than a circle thicker. At first glance, it was somewhat similar to Liu Ming's secret technique for stimulating potential.

Seeing this situation, Liu Ming's eyes flashed, and he began to choke with words in his mouth. At the same time, strands of black energy flew out of his body.

The sturdy young man let out a low drink, and the two long swords danced wildly in his hands like a wheel, and then stomped on the ground with one foot, and it turned into a cold and strong wind.

"Puff.

A circle of fireballs larger than ordinary fireballs bounced out from the opposite side, and instantly hit the gust of wind that could not be avoided at all.

Most of the mana in Liu Ming's body is pure, even with the same fire bomb technique, the power is obviously stronger than that of ordinary spiritual disciples.

After a roar, the flames rolled, and the strong wind trembled slightly.

However, after the strong young man snorted coldly, the sharp blade gust of wind blew up all the flames, and still rushed straight to Liu Ming's side, and rushed to within ten feet in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Chi and Daoist Zhong surnamed outside the circle saw the sturdy young man's performance so sturdy, they couldn't help but glance at each other and smiled again.

At this moment, the two of them really no longer have the slightest hope for Liu Ming to win.

"Pfft" "Pfft", two more crimson fireballs bounced out of Liu Ming's hands and hit the wind again.

At such a close distance, even though the sturdy young man's body is far more tyrannical than most people imagine, after the flames rolled away in front of his eyes, he felt the two arms that were dancing the long sword sink, and he was a little overwhelmed.

The young man was startled, but he also knew that he could only advance but not retreat at this time. After shouting loudly, his two arms used all their strength to split the flames in front of him again, and at the same time, his body suddenly changed. Leap, turned into a phantom and flew straight towards Liu Ming.

In his imagination, an opponent who released so many fireballs in such a short period of time would naturally have no time to cast any spells, and for Taixiu, once he got close, the battle would naturally end.

When the sturdy young man really went up and down, and when he rushed to Liu Ming's front, he didn't see Ren Ren's panicked expression on the other side's face. Instead, the corner of his opponent's mouth was raised, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his smile.

"wrong……"

The sturdy young man noticed something was wrong almost immediately, but it was too late when he wanted to take a protective posture.

Liu Ming's lips moved slightly with his hands again, and two more red fireballs flashed out.

After two "Boom" and "Boom", the strong young man's two long swords flew out, and his body also flew away with a forcible blow, and was swept away by the rolling fire waves.

"Xiaocheng of Fire Bullets, no, it seems that it has taken a long time to enter the realm of Xiaocheng with such a fast casting speed."

This sudden turn of events caused Dazhi, who was watching from the outside of the circle, to cry out, but the old man with the wooden crown next to him had already rushed directly into the circle.

But the superposition of the power of two fire bombs is so simple, even if the Da Shang shot was considered timely, but the strong young man was lying on the ground in a coma.

"Okay, very good. I didn't expect that a mere new disciple could master the fireball technique to such a level. It's not wrong to lose this game. The mana in his body has also been purified, otherwise it's normal. It is impossible for the spirit disciple fireball technique to have such great power. Fellow Daoist Zhu, Fairy Zhong, you still have a hand." The old man with the wooden crown glanced at the young man on the ground with a look of regret in his eyes, and then turned his head again. When looking at Liu Ming, his eyes turned cold.

"Haha, my fellow Daoists have wronged both of me. When did this disciple cultivate fireball to such a level, I didn't even know beforehand?" The figure beside Liu Ming flickered, and Zhu Chi was also confused. In a flash, he raised his hand and patted Liu Ming on the shoulder, his face full of joy.

Daoist Zhong surnamed Zhong, who looked over from behind, also had an unusually surprised expression.

It was beyond their expectations that Liu Ming could win this game so unexpectedly, and as a result, their group finally did not return empty-handed, otherwise not only would they not be able to get a single spiritual fruit, but in the future, Jiuyingshan Yi Mai was unable to raise his head in front of Dazhi Dashang.

As for Liu Ming's practice of fire bombing to a small degree, the matter of whether the mana in his body is purer or not is a trivial matter in comparison.

The eyes they looked at Liu Ming at the moment were also full of expressions of approval and relief.

"Okay, two wins in three rounds, you can pick up one-third of the spiritual fruit. However, the old man has another suggestion. I wonder if the two fellow Daoists are interested in another round." Holding out the circle, after suggesting to give medicine to heal the wound, after looking at Liu Ming again, he suddenly opened his mouth and said another sentence.

"What do you mean by that?" Zhu Chi's face sank with joy.

Daoist surname Zhong walked up without saying a word, standing side by side with the man with drab hair and staring at each other.

"It's very simple. I think your disciple's strength is not bad, why not let him and Yu'er fight one more time! If Yu'er wins, your spiritual fruit will be left. And if your disciple wins, our hands Two-thirds of the spiritual fruit is all yours, what do you two fellow Taoists think? What do you think about this matter, you are taking advantage of it!" After Dazhi and Dashang looked at each other, the white-haired old man slowly tacitly agreed. said.

"What, using two-thirds of the spiritual fruit to bet one-third of our spiritual fruit!" Zhu Chi's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, and his heart skipped a beat.

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