Taoist Master Bo is not only proud of taking out a high-quality elixir.
In fact, it hurts a lot, this is his precious medicine.
As Zuo Guoshi, three of them have been refined out of the materials that have been saved for several years. Can it be said that they are not precious
With two remaining, he planned to eat one when he was helping his apprentice climb a star, and one when he was on the verge of breaking through a new realm.
Now he actually has seven or eight stars of armor and weapons on him, but seeing that his apprentice is about to compete, he didn't dare to give it away because he was worried that his apprentice would suffer a disadvantage.
Although he hoped to use the hands of others to teach his apprentice a lesson, he never imagined that Wu Zhe would be so powerful that he could see through moves.
Especially now that the prince is here, this makes the problem of face even more prominent. In front of the son of another country, how could he, as the Zuo Guoshi of the Jin Kingdom, lose face on his apprentice
This is not because Taoist Master Bo has a fickle mind, but because of his love for his disciples and his sophistication.
So his current plan is not to say to help his apprentice, at least not to bend his elbows out to support his opponent.
So what should you give away
The head of the Bo channel reluctantly took out the Tiantian Pill.
He felt that this elixir was precious, and taking it out could not only take care of the importance of his old friend's apprenticeship, but also not lose face, and he could secretly not support the apprentice's opponent.
Because the medicine is very strong, it is difficult to digest it without retreating for a few hours. And with her 3-star profound energy level, it would take at least a few days of retreat to consume this elixir, so there is no need to worry about the impact of the scene on the battle situation.
He didn't know that Wu Zhe could absorb the medicinal properties except for some side effects, and he thought that although his elixir was expensive, it would not be a disadvantage to give it away at this moment.
In this way, he was secretly happy, but he didn't know that he had given Wu Zhe great support.
Seeing that Wu Zhe had collected the Tiantian Pill, the suzerain said leisurely, "Okay, you guys are ready to compete."
ah? Comparing Xiao Ruoyao from Samsung with horses from Seven Star? Everyone panicked when they heard this.
This is a huge gap in profound energy!
"Is it a rule that one cannot use profound energy in this exchange?" Wu Zhe asked cautiously.
The suzerain turned his face: "Of course not."
ah? Can I use mystic energy
"Master, if you don't like my disciple, I can draw my sword and wipe my neck." Wu Zhe cupped his hands sadly, his tone full of inexplicable sadness: "However, let this disciple face the disciple whose profound energy is four times higher than this?" Stars, four stars, this is the level where one slap can kill you... "
The suzerain rolled his eyes, wishing he could slap her. You really have the nerve to say it, the ghosts will believe that you are willing to wipe your neck.
But facing a female disciple, how can he deal with it? The suzerain asked helplessly: "You ask Brother Ma, will he use all his strength to deal with you?"
Wu Zhe immediately turned to Ma Zhuan: "Excuse me, brother, will you use your full strength in the discussion later?"
"This..." Ma Zhuan hesitated instead.
Although he is competitive and arrogant, he doesn't like to lie. I wanted to do my best in my heart, but when I faced Jiao Didi's little junior sister... Uh... Although it didn't look like Jiao Didi's little junior sister, but a little fat junior sister...
Judging by the face, Ma Zhuan thinks that this junior sister is quite suitable.
It's just that I really don't like this kind of fat figure.
The woman he likes must be slim and bulging. Of course, this kind is extremely rare, so he has few tempted people.
Just to add a word, many Taoist sects can get married, marry wives and have children, so it's not surprising that he has such considerations, and he can't be regarded as a perverted Taoist.
Now that the junior sister asked herself this way, she really didn't want to lie to her. In fact, if she wasn't so fat, it would be voluntary for me to let her be a little bit. But she happens to be a fat junior sister, a fat junior sister who doesn't suit her taste...
At this time, Wu Zhe asked again: "Wang Shige, tell me, will you do your best?"
Ma Zhuan was a little absent-minded, and said casually: "Fat Junior Sister, I..."
As soon as the words came out, everyone was stunned.
How dare you speak like that
Even if a woman is really a bit fat, she can't be called that...
Fat Junior Sister...
Many people grinned secretly.
This is scolding the bald man in front of the monk!
No, this is nakedly scolding women for being fat!
And in front of so many people...
Miserable, this feud has grown.
As a benefactor, the head of the Bo channel almost stuck his head in the ground. This apprentice bear is too shameful! How could anyone speak like that
Ma Zhuan also realized the words in an instant, and choked on the spot, almost biting his own tongue.
What did you call this? God! I accidentally spoke my mind.
"Ah, no, I didn't mean to call you fat junior sister, that, junior sister, you are just a little fat, no, you are not fat..." Ma Zhuan tried to explain clumsily, but no matter how he heard it, the words were even more exaggerated.
"Brother, you don't need to explain." Wu Zhe looked at him with a smile, the smile on his face was bright and sincere: "An explanation is a cover up."
Ma Zhuan felt a chill rushing from his back to the back of his head.
He was not the only one who felt this way, even the suzerain and the others felt that Wu Zhe's smile was a bit creepy.
There are many high-level masters present, even a super-level master like the Suzerain, who will feel so vigilant, which shows how strong someone's resentment is...
Ma Zhuan didn't know what to say, so he could only say in panic: "Uh... I'll use half of my strength, no, just suppress and use the three-star profound energy."
"Okay, then let's play a game." Wu Zhe kept smiling, his two big eyes still bent into crescents, and walked towards the weapon rack.
Another weapon rack with real knives and guns is not a safety weapon rack without a sharp edge.
I saw her walking straight over, stretching out her hand to...
mace...
Hammerhead…
Hook Sickle…
Desperate shovel…
My mother! What kind of weapons did she take? ! Ma Zhuan almost cried.
Wu Zhe grabbed several large weapons in his hands at once, and walked to the field with a bundle in his arm pocket.
The back handles of the multiple weapons rubbed against the bluestone ground and made a rattling and dragging sound, which made people feel a little shuddering.
But Wu Zhe still kept a smile on his face, as if what he held in his arms was not a murderous weapon, but a splendid spring flower.
"Don't see the blood." Bo channel leader couldn't help but whispered to the suzerain.
The suzerain thought that apprentice Xiong really cared, and hurriedly stopped and said: "Ruoyao! Don't use heavy weapons or sharp weapons in the sparring, or fight with bare hands!"
"Oh? Master, don't worry!" Wu Zhe didn't stop walking, turned his head and explained backwards: "I have excellent medical skills, even if my brother is injured, I won't be afraid."
"Injured? His head may have been smashed!" Bo channel leader worried about his apprentice, and shouted first.
"It's okay, brother's head was knocked off, I promise I can sew it back with a needle and thread." Wu Zhe shouted confidently: "I guarantee that the craftsmanship is absolutely good, just like when I was alive." (To be continued.)