Master is still thoughtful.
Indeed, the ten needles thrown by Yuan Wei were thrown by Jun Mohuang, and the ones behind them were thrown by Yue Rong.
Being able to throw hidden weapons and injure people under the eyes of the sect leader, Elder Yu, and Elder Chu, three Yuan Zong realm powerhouses, was the result of Jun Mohuang's practice of holding needles in water.
To achieve this effect, she didn't even have to use supernatural powers.
Clamping needles in water is a micro-manipulation martial skill, which directly triples the speed of Jun Mohuang's attacks.
The spiritual energy fluctuations generated when the hand is released, and the fluctuations caused by the silver needle moving forward in the air, are suppressed to a minimum.
So from the moment she took action to hitting Yuan Wei's mouth, it only took a split second.
The time was too short, and even the sect leader, Elder Chu and Elder Yu could not detect it.
They can only perceive a general direction.
It is a true hidden weapon attack that can make even the strong Yuanzong realm unable to react immediately.
"Junior sister, could it be that you were able to do what you did just now because you practiced holding needles in water?"
The third senior brother quietly asked Jun Mohuang through a message.
Jun Mohuang: "Yes."
"It's amazing. I thought Master's needle clip in the water was just for improving hand speed, but I didn't expect it to have such an effect."
The third senior brother looked surprised.
No, Master's skill looks so powerful, he must learn it!
"Hmph, Yue Rong, don't be complacent here. This peak master tells you that your precious little disciple will definitely lose the bet she made with my peak master today! She will soon fall into my peak master's hands! "
Yuan Ba pulled out the ten silver needles for Yuan Wei, and looked at the ten mung bean-sized rice grain holes on Yuan Wei's upper and lower lips, his face turned from green to black.
The people in the second peak are too vicious.
This is not an ordinary silver needle at all, but a three-edged needle, the kind with built-in barbs and bleeding slots.
It looked as big as an embroidery needle, and it was extremely painful to take it out.
Anyone who dares to use such insidious things to deal with his Yuanba, once Jun Mohuang falls into his hands, he will use even more vicious methods to torture her!
When Yuanba thought of this, his sinister eyes shot straight at Jun Mohuang.
"Master Yuan Peak, it is good to be optimistic and confident. Unfortunately, excessive optimism and confidence is not a good thing."
The corner of Jun Mohuang's lips showed Yuanba's fearless look, his eyes were like a clear spring, and he looked at Yuanba calmly.
Yuanba: "Jun Mohuang, what do you mean?"
Jun Mohuang smiled softly and said: "What I mean is that you lost the bet between you and me."
"Hmph, that's impossible, little girl. It's obviously you who loses. Don't think that when you see that you're going to lose, you'll turn things upside down and try to get away with it!"
Yuanba's sinister eyes were full of mockery, and he looked at Jun Mohuang as if he were looking at a fool.
"Jun Mohuang, the Shui Jing Spiritual Root is clearly under the care of your second peak. Not only has there been no increase in production, there has been no growth at all in the past half month. How can you find the shame and courage to say that you have defeated this peak master!"
When he came today, Elder Yu winked at him.
Elder Yu's meaning is very clear. In the past half month, under the care of Second Peak, not only did the Shui Jing Spirit Root not increase in production, but there was no growth at all.
The other four peak masters and disciples heard the conversation between the two and turned their attention from taking the needle to the two.
The thoughts in their hearts were exactly the same as Yuanba's.
With people like this at the Second Peak, how could they possibly increase the production of Shui Jing Spiritual Roots? This is simply ridiculous.
(End of chapter)