Chapter 1096 Tired and Paralyzed!
"boom……"
"boom……"
"boom……"
"Congratulations to the host..."
"Congratulations to the host..."
"Congratulations to the host..."
Tang Seng used mana again and again, and the figures scattered and flew backwards.
No matter what tricks the disciples of the six major sects use, they still cannot change the fate of being thrown away by Tang Seng again and again.
In the same way, Tang Seng's mind kept sending system notifications, and his merit points were increasing crazily.
The battle situation has entered a fierce battle from the very beginning.
After a period of rest and reflection, the disciples of the six major sects had completely let go of their defenses and put all their mana and energy on offense.
But, no use!
The disciples of those six sects are still being brutally abused by Tang Seng.
In the competition field, the originally very flat grass field is no longer as smooth as before after a long period of competition.
There are potholes everywhere, some are big and some are small, some are deep and some are shallow. Those are the holes made by the disciples of the six major sects after they landed.
It is densely packed, everywhere, and the pits will be connected to the pits in the future, and the pits will collapse. It is unknown how many disciples were thrown into the pit by Tang Seng.
Such a scene, the onlookers just watched quietly, their hearts were full of shock.
Unexpectedly, after adjusting the breath, the disciples of the six major sects are still so unbearable.
off the field.
One side of the six sects.
The senior leaders of those sects had mixed feelings in their hearts at this time, and their moods were extremely complicated.
Some people even regretted the suspension of the competition just now. They thought there would be some hope, but now it seems that the little monk Sanzang still completely controls the initiative of the competition.
Those disciples of the six major sects had no room to fight back.
The gap between the two sides is really too far.
They wanted to stop this competition and admit defeat directly, but the shame has already been lost for this sake, even if they admit defeat at this point, it is still a shame that can never be washed away.
Moreover, if you don't even have the courage to fight, you might as well be defeated by Tang Seng directly.
After continuing to wait and see for a while, they felt that if the fight continued like this, the disciples of the six major sects would have no chance of winning. The six high-level leaders all had pale faces and gathered together to discuss the next step.
The focus of the discussion was mainly on whether to use the secret method to improve the skill.
Using this secret method will definitely cause irreversible damage to those disciples, whether it hurts the enemy one thousand and self-damages eight hundred, or just forget it.
The six sects began to have different opinions.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, I think we should use the secret method of improving cultivation. After all, the little monk Sanzang did not take the pill to restore his mana. Maybe if he insists on a little longer, he can overthrow the little monk Sanzang?" said the senior of Qingyun Sect.
Ling Xiao shook his head when he heard the words: "Don't be fooled by superficial phenomena, and don't think that Monk Sanzang has lost his mana. There is no sign that he has reached this level. Even if you use the secret method to improve your cultivation, you may not be able to win. , this Sanzang does not seem to be human! He is too perverted and powerful, why is his mana so powerful?"
"Then what should I do? If you use the secret method, it may not work. If you continue to fight like this, you will definitely fail in the end. If Tianlong Temple takes the position of leader, not only will a large amount of resources fall to Tianlong Temple, but the next Our plan is going to fail."
The senior officials of Qingyun Sect continued.
Ling Xiao sneered and said: "Don't be so pessimistic, things are not as bad as you imagined, don't be rash, our six major sects have the power to change the rules of the competition. In order not to be taken away by Tianlong Temple, we have to change it again One rule!"
"Change the rules? How?"
The senior leaders of the other sects didn't expect Ling Xiao to say this, and they all asked in surprise through voice transmission.
Ling Xiao looked serious, and said something to everyone through voice transmission.
"Can this work? Can Tianlong Temple agree?" After listening, someone raised an objection.
Ling Xiao snorted coldly and said through voice transmission: "If you agree, you have to agree, and if you don't agree, you have to agree. We now occupy six of the eight major sects. If Tianlong Temple refuses to agree, then we will withdraw from the Wild Demon Realm and stop meddling with the human race and the world." The battle between the monster races. Let them choose what to do."
"Okay, let's get ready..."
The rest of the world, Ling Xiao, spoke so forcefully, after a moment of pondering, he agreed.
Although they secretly discussed conspiracies and tricks, the competition in the field continued, and it was not interrupted because the six families reached some ulterior agreement.
Time passed bit by bit.
The frantic fighting continued, and Tang Seng was no longer as indifferent as before.
He began to move around, dodging part of the attacks, piercing through the crowd, and constantly knocking his opponents into the air.
Such a situation shows that his magic power has declined, and it is no longer as easy as before.
That's right, this is exactly the tactic Tang Seng used to use suspicion. Although it is not clever, it can create a false appearance for the disciples of the six major sects.
In case the other party completely loses confidence and admits defeat, they withdraw from the competition.
This trick really worked. After seeing Tang Seng's changes, the foundation-building disciples of the six major sects launched an even more frenzied attack.
Infinite anger gathered in everyone's heart, wishing to tear Tang Seng to pieces and eat him.
I can't wait to chop Tang Seng into ten thousand pieces, and destroy my bones and ashes.
The boundless anger turned into fierce means, but Tang Seng was still mercilessly blown away.
Repeatedly, even if Tang Seng's battle strategy has changed, the disciples of the six major sects still cannot change the fate of being thrown away again and again.
"Congratulations to the host..."
"Congratulations to the host..."
"Congratulations to the host..."
The beeps sounded one after another!
670,000 points!
680,000 points!
690,000 points!
Finally, at dusk, Tang Seng's merit points reached as many as 710,000 points.
At this time, the offensive of the disciples of the six sects had slowed down.
After such a long attack, their mana was once again on the verge of being exhausted, and Tang Seng seemed to be a little weaker.
But it's just a little weaker.
Still in the process of dodging constantly, the monks of the six major sects were constantly thrown away.
At this stage of the competition, many spectators outside the arena already looked at each other in blank dismay.
This competition is not like a competition at all, it seems to be a performance, more like a child's play.
No one expected that a contest to decide the lordship would evolve to such an extent.
Obviously little master Sanzang can end this competition at any time, as long as he strikes harder, the result of this competition will be seen long ago.
However, the fact is just the opposite. Little Master Sanzang just blindly defends, no matter how vicious the opponent uses, he is still defending.
And as if he was afraid that the other party would be injured, he shot very well.
In the competition where the rhythm gradually slowed down, finally, the disciples of the six major sects finally ended the competition with practical actions.
Because, they finally got their wish and got tired and paralyzed.