Chapter 833 Unity is strength
“How are you, little sister, have you learned it?” Meng Jingzhou jumped onto the tree crown and drank the juice that Meng Jingyu was going to drink in one gulp.
Meng Jingyu looked at her brother with a resentful expression, and after a while she said, "Then why don't we open an underground casino and bet that Ning Fan will win?"
Meng Jingzhou waved his hand: "We in the Meng family collude with government officials and businessmen, but we cannot do anything illegal or disciplined."
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Little Puppet's sword skills are extremely superb. Sun Chuanxian has seen many sword cultivators, but he has never seen any sword cultivator with such skills.
"Ice dragons go out to sea!" Sun Chuanxian shouted and transformed into two ice dragons. The ice dragons breathed dragon breath from their mouths. The ground was frozen, and the leaves above their heads were also covered with a layer of frost.
The little puppet is still waving the small wooden sword hey and haha, forming a rough kendo field around it. No matter the dragon's breath or the extreme cold, it can't hurt it!
"Ning Fan, I never thought you could hide such a skill!" Sun Chuanxian's impression of Ning Fan has changed. He and Ning Fan have fought so many times, but Ning Fan has never revealed his identity as a puppet master. When he got to the ring, he even used puppets His cute appearance confuses him, so scheming!
Ning Fan was also surprised. He didn't expect the little puppet to be so good at playing. The five hundred thousand dollars was worth it.
"It seems that my biggest competitor in this competition is you! With this skill, I'm afraid Lu Yang will have a hard fight if he meets you!"
The second round of competition was held at the same time. Sun Chuanxian noticed that Lu Yang, who was tied to the chair, had been paying attention to this side, indicating that he was also very optimistic about Ning Fan's puppetry skills!
Lu Yang has always believed that you get what you pay for. Since Ning Fan paid 500,000 spirit stones, his services must be worthy of the 500,000 yuan fee, so he was very serious about controlling the puppet clones.
“Cut!”
The little puppet let out a light chirp and beheaded two frost dragons. Like a small hammer, it knocked Sun Chuanxian out of the field.
“Ning Fan wins!”
“You really won?” Ning Fan beamed with joy.
He was about to take back the puppet when he saw the little puppet running into the crowd and was nowhere to be found.
So much for half a million worth of services.
Another game in the second game is equally eye-catching, involving An Nan'er, the granddaughter of the Duke of Zhen, and Luo Wushuang, the son of the Minister of War.
"Fellow Daoist An, I didn't expect you and I to meet here." Luo Wushuang was wearing armor and holding a halberd. He looked majestic like a young general who was cutting through the battlefield.
"It's a pity that I can't give in to you this time. My father ordered me to defeat Lu Yang to wash away the shame of his previous defeat by Taoist Buyu!"
Annan'er's expression was dull. The two jade bracelets on her wrists grew in size and turned into two jade rings, buzzing in the air.
“What a coincidence, my grandpa also told me that I must accept Lu Yang as my brother. I am bound to win this battle!”
When Lu Yang, the prize, heard this, he was about to shout, "If you recognize your brother, you don't have to participate in the battle." Meng Jingzhou seemed to have anticipated what Lu Yang was going to say. He rushed over and blocked Lu Yang's throat with a rag. Mouth.
Just kidding, can you take advantage of all the good things?
This is an unequal battle. Luo Wushuang has the early stage of divine transformation, while Annan'er only has the peak of Nascent Soul. One is an unparalleled genius in fighting, and the other is a strange man born with visions. If they are in the same realm, the two sides can fight equally well. There are back and forth, but if they are separated by a realm, then there is nothing to fight.
The two of them looked at each other and seemed to have made some determination, and said at the same time.
"Friend Dao An, if I suppress you with my realm, I will win. I'm afraid you won't be convinced either. Now I lower my realm so that if you lose, you will be convinced." As he spoke, Luo Wushuang formed seals with his hands to restrain himself. , lowered to the peak of Nascent Soul.
Luo Wushuang: “…”
Annan’er: “…”
The scene fell into deathly silence, and Annan'er spoke first to break the situation.
“Why don’t you return to the state of transformation?”
Luo Wushuang was silent for a moment and said: "... Then we have to wait for an hour, how about you continue to seal your cultivation?"
“After the cultivation is unlocked, you have to wait two hours before the seal can be continued.”
The two sides fell into a long silence again. They couldn't let everyone wait here dryly for an hour.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, I'm offended!" Annan'er made up her mind. Although it was not in line with her intention to pressure others with her realm, this was the only way she could do it now.
"Fuck, wait a minute..." Luo Wushuang didn't expect An Nan'er to be so bold in doing things. Before he could react, two jade rings behind An Nan'er flew towards him and knocked him away.
“Annan’er wins!”
On the other side, Zhongyi, the son of Zhongshu Ling, who also had high hopes, encountered a very difficult enemy.
“Who is this? He’s so good at fighting. It looks like Zhongyi is going to lose.”
"Probably someone's illegitimate child, hiding it and not wanting to see anyone."
Zhong Yi was knocked away by his opponent and took several steps back to stabilize his body. He panted and stared at his opponent: "I didn't expect that there are masters like you in the Imperial City. You are so well hidden. Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?"
The opponent seemed to be a young man about the same age as Zhong Yi. Hearing Zhong Yi's question, the young man looked obviously embarrassed and explained slowly.
"Actually, I'm just a monk from out of town. I heard that the Luotian Forest in the Imperial City is quite famous, so I came over to take a look. Then you guys showed up and squeezed me into the crowd. I saw that I couldn't walk very well at this time. If it’s suitable, I don’t have the nerve to leave. The man named Meng insisted on asking me to draw lots. After the draw, I started fighting in a daze, and then I met you. "
“By the way, I am in the combined stage.”
Zhongyi: “…”
How on earth do you have the nerve to fight against a group of young people like me as a fusion stage person? Do you want to lose face?
The young man in the fusion stage slapped the back of his head and laughed: "You can't cultivate to the fusion stage even if you want to lose face, right?"
Then he left the scene without even leaving a name.
“Zhongyi wins!”
Zhong Yiqiang was terrifying. He passed all the way and met Annan'er in the final. After 300 rounds, he finally defeated Annan'er.
“Congratulations to fellow Taoist Zhong Yi for winning.” Meng Jingzhou smiled and clapped, then made a way out of the way, revealing the strong Lu Yang **** behind him.
“Now, whether Taoist friend Zhongyi wants to challenge Lu Yang or become a sworn sworn sworn brother, you can do it.”
In fact, there is no need to ask. Meng Jingzhou could see the burning fighting spirit in Zhong Yi's eyes, and he definitely wanted to challenge Lu Yang.
But can he defeat Lu Yang in the early stage of becoming a god?
Zhong Yi did not answer directly, but said in a deep voice: "The ancestors fought hard and passed down from generation to generation to create a cultivation system for future generations. At the end of Dayu, the Jiang family rose up, led thousands of troops, and founded the Great Xia Dynasty. This It shows that some things cannot be accomplished by one person alone, and unity is strength.”
Zhong Yi pointed at Lu Yang and said loudly: "I choose to gang up on Lu Yang!"
(End of this chapter)