"Call the stars in Xiawudang. Please give me more advice."
Even across the distance, I could also see two flames in Luo Ming's eyes.
Chapter 97
My eyes and Luo Ming's eyes collided in the air, almost hitting a little spark. Luo Ming was silent and his body didn't move, but it gave people a sense of sight that the wind and rain were about to come, and the dark clouds covered the sun. It can be seen that his internal injuries have suddenly recovered, and his internal strength has not only recovered, but also has been especially diligent.
Tsk, if it really starts to fight... Interesting.
I licked my lips, a little looking forward to a fight with him later.
"Hold on! Please hold back, the two of you will hold back. It's still the first match, and everything is going according to the normal process. Duels other than the Divine Refinement Casting Club, please do it outside the conference. Don't forget."
Jin Caitan didn't know when he saw that I was competing with Luo Ming in the air, and immediately spoke out to stop it.
But he was more of stopping me. Because he naturally knew that Luo Ming was not eligible for the competition at all, so how could he be canceled.
"At present, although Brother Demon Eye Shura and Master Mianhua have retired respectively, the Demon Eye Sect and Hanshan Temple do not mean that they have surrendered. You must know that each sect has two chances to fight, so you may not give up. Han Sheng dares to ask. The two, are you admitting defeat?"
Monk Mianhua returned to his pavilion, clasped his hands in a dignified manner, and said, "The little monk did his best just now, but he couldn't get in touch with the younger brother.
Then he raised his hand, and his sleeves swelled as if filled with the wind. Under the influence of internal force, the remaining nine weapons behind him all flew down onto the stage. Signed to surrender voluntarily and surrender the weapons he possessed. But looking at his skillful and light-lifting, it is clear that he is full of energy. I wondered if it really hurt him just now. And his willingness to admit defeat also made many people look at him differently. Some could not help but cheer.
... I really won the fight just now
Jin Cai sighed, "I've seen a lot of Han Sheng who can't be a stalker on the rivers and lakes. Master Mianhua wishes to be less broad-minded and lose the brilliance that Han Sheng admires."
In fact, judging from the form of the martial arts competition of the Refining God Casting Club, if Mianhua wants to harm others and not herself, she can always consume my physical strength, and then send people to the second round to do the wheel battle. Even if I win, according to normal people's thinking, I will definitely not be able to get back in the second round of the battle. He was able to let go of his obsession with victory and defeat, and he really deserved to be a disciple of the Monarch.
"Master Mianhua has already expressed his position, I don't know how the devil-eyed young brother is?"
"No more beating." Magic Eye Shura's tall and burly body suddenly fell on the chair, and the solid wood chair made a sound that seemed to be unbearable, and Magic Eye Shura waved his hands repeatedly: "Even I haven't beaten him before. Hanshan Temple doesn't like to lose this person, could it be that we love to lose? Are our Demon Eye Sect shameless?"
Jin Caitan smiled and said, "Young Brother Devil Eyes, please speak quickly." Seeing Devil Eye Shura rubbing his shoulders and beating his back for a while, he didn't seem to have any intention of throwing a weapon like Mianhua. Take over the sword."
At this time, the magic eye Shura suddenly came to the spirit.
"Wait. Who said we can take our weapons?"
Jin Cai sighed for a moment and asked, "But the young brother with the devil's eye said that he won't fight. Did Han Sheng hear it wrong?"
"It's true that you heard it right, but who said that we have to take out the sword if we don't fight?"
When Jin Cai sighed, Demon Eye Shura showed a wicked smile: "Master Jin, when you explained the rules just now, you said that each sect has sixteen weapons, and each player throws seven in. But you I never told you what to do if you don’t play. We really just sent one person to admit defeat. If you don’t play, why do you want to give them weapons?”
The Divine Refinement Casting Club of Luojian Villa has long stated that it is to use these weapons to cast a sword gallbladder. He chose the word and held the weapon, which is equivalent to openly opposing the Luo family. Provoked a lot of discussion.
This devil-eyed Shura has a wicked and heroic style from beginning to end, but this way of showing the inappropriate Luo's name unexpectedly makes people feel happy, and there are even many people who support him.
… I repeat, did I really win just now
Jin Caitan pondered for a while, then said loudly: "This matter is not within the jurisdiction of Han Sheng. Everything will be explained face-to-face by Young Brother Demon Eye and Lord Luo Zhuang."
Demon Eye Shura said: "Go and go, I'm afraid you won't succeed."
Congratulations on your success in courting death.
Luo Ming wants to take nine weapons from you, it's not like playing...
"Although there have been some twists and turns, the first round of the Refining God Casting Club has finally emerged."
Jin Caitan turned around, shook hands with me, and announced loudly again.
"Wudang's summoning of young heroes shocked the four, and should be the first."
At this time, the audience under the stage was stunned, and the applause gradually sounded like raindrops. I close my eyes with honor and enjoy the honor until someone shouts out the first sound.
"Devil Eye Shura is very good. I will serve a hero like you!"
"Master Mianhua doesn't compete with others, he really deserves the admiration of the old man!"
Then the applause came rushing up like a wave, Master Mianhua and Demon Eye Shura bowed their hands while thanking them, but they were quite busy.
I was left standing alone on the stage, neither thank you nor applaud.
In order to avoid my embarrassment, Jin Caitan gestured towards me in a small arc with the hand behind his back, motioning me to quietly step down while the applause was heard, and not to disturb others.
... You might as well just let me lose! ! For Mao, winning is even more humiliating than losing, in the pavilion of the Daluoshan camp in the distance.
The sprite snorted indifferently.
"Winning is the same as losing. I don't even know what to do on stage." Although Ming Feizhen only told Shen Yi and Hong Jiu about it, in Song Ou's eyes, Ming Feizhen just ended up with a stomachache. But sprite knew how Ming Feizhen was in martial arts, and he was an expert in disguising art, so he could see at a glance that this Wudang Summoning Star, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, was made by Mingfeizhen in disguise.
Hearing this, Hong Jiu squinted at the sprite, and said with a smile: "It's ruthless, but you didn't come over to watch my senior brother perform. You still care about him." Luo Ming fought when he was captured. Standing in the same camp at this time, it is still indispensable to fight a few words when you have time.
Qi Xing originally wanted to kick the old boy down with a flying leg, but thinking about martial arts might not be up to the mark, and she should not attract attention from outsiders at this time. Grit your teeth.
"You don't care, if you don't care if he wins or loses, would you come to see him?"
"Can my family lose? It means that I don't care if you are a female or a dead dwarf. Otherwise, just this sentence will cause you to splatter ten feet with blood."
"Ten zhang?" Ji Ji said angrily: "That's not all made into meat sauce!"
Hong Jiu smiled and said, "Oh, it's meat sauce."
"You have a kind. Let me see where Mingfei really loses your second-skinned face?"
Hong Jiu looked at Ji Ji with a look of caring for mentally handicapped children, and then he didn't speak too often, and sneered between his teeth.
The sprite was almost blown up, and wow wow: "Do you dare to bet?"
"I bet 100,000 Snowflake Silver with you, I can't lose."
It's not good for sprites to be arched by fire. She also didn't think that Ming Fei's loss would not benefit her at all, she gritted her teeth.
"You son of a turtle is quite kind. Okay, I'll bet with you. What basis do you have that he can't lose."
Hong Jiu folded his arms and didn't care about the tunnel.
"When I saw this arena, I was relieved."
Then he looked at the senior brother on the stage and said leisurely.
"One day you will understand, and you will all understand. As long as he is on stage, my senior brother has no option of 'lose'."
"My senior brother, but the arena is invincible."
Chapter 98 He is...