Chapter 409 Is There No One in Asgard?

Yin Yijiu was soon beaten to the ground by the second disciple of Lingyun Sect.

His practice is so-so, and it hurt him to win a fight before, how can he stand up to the wheel battle?

The one who won didn't stop, and immediately shouted: "Brother Gongshu, please enlighten me!"

Gongshulu caught Yin Yizhong who had returned, saw that his body was covered with cuts and bruises, and hurriedly handed him over to Zhantang Medical School Xilingzi: "Brother, please take care of Junior Brother Yin."

Xilingzi hurriedly said, "It should."

Gongshu Lu looked up at the field, he was an honest man, and he couldn't help being a little annoyed at the moment.

Prior to this, everyone's competition was still a typical sparring nature. When Xianyun challenged Yin Yizhong, it smelled of gunpowder strangely, and it was far from the original intention of sparring.

But it's hard to say anything. In theory, when the fight is heated up, some anger will come out, so the elders need to protect and rescue at any time. You have no way to judge whether they are deliberately finding fault.

Turning his head to see the meaning of his elder Mo Wuzi, Mo Wuzi closed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "Let go and do it."

With confidence in his mind, Gongshu Lu stepped onto the field slowly.

The person in the arena was Tai Puzi's junior, Tai Lingzi, whom Qin Yi had met before. Back then he was polite, but now he looked indifferent. Gongshu Lu could clearly see the dissatisfaction hidden in the other's eyes.

How is this going?

Tai Lingzi said indifferently: "I think it's better for you to admit defeat, brother Gongshu. You are only on the second floor of Tengyun..."

Gongshu Lu didn't answer.

Master told me to let it go.

"Boom!"

A giant robot more than ten feet tall appeared next to Gongshulu, covered in gun barrels, exuding an aura that was incompatible with this place.

The ending of Tailingzi was cut off in the throat, and the audience was dumbfounded.

Qin Yi looked a little amused: "Anyone who really treats the people of the Artisan Sect as the second floor of Tengyun is a fool. I dare not provoke them in the sect."

Tai Lingzi's voice was fluttering: "Judge...referee, did he use a magic weapon beyond his own great realm?"

The old Taoist priest of Tianshu Shenque twirled his beard with a headache, and said after a long while: "This thing itself does not have the level of a magic weapon...it is the combination of magic weapon refining and mechanical craftsmanship... If it must be counted, it can be regarded as a natal magic weapon. "

"boom!"

Fire gushed out of the gun barrel, Tai Lingzi dodged in embarrassment, another gun barrel had already aimed at it, and a "bang" shot blasted him into the sky.

Qin Yi was overjoyed: "It's fun."

He is fun, others are not.

"The Promise Sect listens to the wind, please enlighten me, Brother Gongshu."

Gongshulu glanced at him, knowing that this Wuji sect seems to be good at combining magic techniques into close combat techniques, and long-range bombardment may suffer. So Gundam drew a long knife.

Tingfeng: "..."

"Wu Lintian Palace Chasing the Moon Taoist, please enlighten me, Brother Gongshu."

"Tai Yizong's ancient heart, please enlighten me, Brother Gongshu."

...

Even the Gundam couldn't bear this kind of wheel, and Gongshulu finally returned from defeat, feeling distressed as he touched the half-destroyed Gundam and sighed.

Gundam is cool for a while, but it is very troublesome to repair. This is the biggest weakness of the Craftsman Sect. They rely too much on foreign objects. Once they are destroyed, their own combat effectiveness is really not enough.

In fact, this is nothing. Gongshu Lu's Gundam is almost as famous as Li Qingjun, and he is famous enough to not lose the face of Wandao Immortal Palace. If that's all it takes, it's even a good thing.

Finally, the other sects on the stage began to compete with each other, but to everyone's surprise, almost everyone won, and the next step must be "please brother Yin and brother Gongshu from Wandao Immortal Palace for advice."

Being challenged by someone, and having to accept it, Yin Yizhong lost to Lu in turn, and even the backup Gundam was destroyed. In the end, he didn't win a few people. Instead, they each lost three games, becoming the first two out of the eight schools. personal.

Qin Yi frowned tightly and looked at Suanzong.

I thought that the Suanzong would make trouble, but in this wheel battle, the Suanzong stood still and did not make a move at all. Instead, Zheng Yunyi ran to comfort Yin Yizhong: "Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, don't be so stern, come on, this medicine works well, take it first."

Yin Yizhong glanced at him: "Thank you."

Someone in the field shouted: "Is there no one left in Myriad Dao Immortal Palace?"

Is there no one left in Myriad Dao Immortal Palace...

Zheng Yunyi also asked, "Isn't Qin Yi here?"

Gongshu Ludao: "We are indeed the only two people who meet the requirements, and with the addition of Junior Brother Qin, it happens to be three people. However, Junior Brother Qin is traveling in the clouds, so he may not be able to make it in time... anyway, it doesn't matter whether Junior Brother Qin comes or not, it's the same. If Myriad Dao Immortal Palace needs to rely on a specific person to support the scene, it would be a shame to us."

"Fool." Mo Wuzi said slowly: "I still can't see that this is someone else's malicious aim? Concentrate on the two of you in a round-to-face battle. It is not shameful to lose. You have won far more than two people. In normal times It’s enough to be famous, but how could it become a disgrace instead? This created a kind of momentum, making people think that you were the first to be eliminated, and Wan Dao Immortal Palace was the first to pack up, ignoring the fact that you actually won more games.”

Both of them froze for a moment, scratched their heads and said nothing.

"Wandao Immortal Palace is proud of you, and there is no shame at all. It is this time that Wandao Immortal Palace is the first to be eliminated. It is up to outsiders how to distort it. We know that you have not lost." Mo Wuzi slightly With a smile: "Nephew Zheng, if you want to say that the Suanzong sent someone to fight for us, then there is no need. Please go back and pass on Brother Tianji. We appreciate your kindness."

Zheng Yunyi didn't care about being rejected, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "If Master Uncle is interested, we are willing to do the work of dogs and horses."

After speaking, Shi Shiran went back.

I was also a little amazed in my heart - the seniors of Wan Dao Immortal Palace, just because they are obsessed with one thing and don't ask about it, they seem to have no sense of existence, but it's not because they have low IQ...

Mo Wuzi has already seen through at least the first link of Suanzong's serial strategy.

Lianzhong suppressed Wandao Immortal Palace, and when the people of Immortal Palace were in a slump, Suanzong played for them as "one of their own", winning favor and recognition from their own people.

This "good intention" was resolutely rejected by Mo Wuzi.

It is not surprising to be rejected, but Mo Wuzi may not be able to persist if he sees through. Because Wan Dao Immortal Palace would really be ashamed, he might not be as calm as his face, and the other disciples watching the battle would be even more depressed.

This kind of competition has a very important value, that is, the sect's reputation. One is to deter foreign enemies from daring to move lightly, the other is to build morale inside, and the third is to attract talents to join them. Immortal family cultivating Taoism should be calm for an individual, but for a group, these are very important things that cannot be ignored. The result of ignoring is that the sect will fall apart.

Whether it is for the sake of his disciples' hearts or for the reputation of the sect outside, Mo Wuzi may not be able to persist in not asking for foreign aid from the Suan sect. After all, he is a "person of his own" who has just been separated for less than three years. Thick.

"Is there no one left in Myriad Dao Immortal Palace?" Another provocative voice came from the arena.

Mo Wuzi frowned and looked towards the field, feeling quite puzzled.

Wan Dao Immortal Palace has nothing to do with the world, how can it offend so many comrades, and must make life difficult for Wan Dao Immortal Palace? How strange.

Just admitting that there is no one and withdrawing from the competition, he doesn't care what he said verbally, but of course he still cares in his heart. Turning his head to glance at the direction of Suanzong, Mo Wuzi shook his head, his eyes fell on Jingze, and he shook his head again. A genius is a genius, the time is too short, and it is still a gift.

"Is there no one left in Myriad Dao Immortal Palace?" The audience provoked three times.

"have."

The breeze blows.

Behind the crowd of Penglai Jiange, a blue shadow swayed and floated straight into the field.

Penglai Jiange disciple: "???"

Qin Yi really didn't want to appear on the stage at first, and there were obviously tricky follow-ups to this matter, but he could no longer watch from the sidelines behind.

Immortal Palace treats him very well, no matter what, he will not sit back and watch Immortal Palace disgrace himself in the crowd, and leave early in despair, nor will he sit idly by and watch Immortal Palace really have no choice but to invite foreign aid from the Suanzong. It's a very embarrassing thing, and there will be endless troubles.

No matter how much you want to watch the funeral, no matter how much the other party has plans, this battle must be fought!

The blue shadow passed by in a flash, and reached the middle of the field, Qin Yi lightly brushed off the corner of his clothes, and said calmly, "Qin Yi from Wan Dao Immortal Palace, I'm here to teach you."

A fruit gourd and a rotten duck egg were thrown from the formation of Wan Dao Immortal Palace: "Qin Yi, you are pretending to be your sister, beat him!"