Spiritualist

Chapter 578: Do you say I have no brains?

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In the Palace of Hades that day, Judge Cui's words about the rules came to mind.

How clear is what they said, you can't kill each other between the backup cruisers, or you will be punished.

There is a big pit hidden in these words.

In the Underworld City competition, you can't kill your opponents, but you can do endless damage. This has not been forbidden at all.

There are a lot of ways to disrupt the completion of the tasks of other substitute tour patrols flashed in my mind, provided that there are no restrictions, for example, the rules of not killing innocents.

Without these restrictions, it would be terrible.

Take me as an example. I currently protect hundreds of people from evil spirits, right? So, before the time limit of the competition, the opponent may only protect dozens of people, what should I do if I want to overtake me

Very easy to handle, the easiest way is to shoot at hundreds of people protected by me in a flash of lightning!

Assuming that the person who shot is Jian Raksha, then, in just a few minutes, she can kill the hundreds of people I protect.

Of course, this means that she can only complete the lore if my protection is not good and there is negligence. If I increase my vigilance and do not give my opponents a chance, it will be difficult for them to complete such a large-scale slaughter.

This is a means of reversing the situation immediately, and there are many other means.

Just like me dealing with Sword Rakshasa, it is also a very advantageous method to interfere with the success of the branch mission.

All in all, due to the existence of flaws in the rules, the direction of the competition can be confusing, and it is becoming more and more unpredictable. Less than the last second of the five-day time limit, there may be a reversal change at any time.

This is not a loophole in the rules caused by negligence, but a flaw left deliberately.

Its heart is punishable!

My heart scolded billions.

However, if you participate in the competition in other people's realm, the initiative is completely out of your own hands, so you can only adapt to changes.

Two thousand gold and Jiang Qiba slid from one side, my body resting on the two thousand gold back.

I just want to go to Qipu.

"Wait, it's not right."

Niu Hong suddenly said this, I was shocked, stopped the movement of Qipu return to the body, and looked at Niu Hong suspiciously.

I saw him approaching the Jingmang Hotel defensive array barrier and reached out to touch it.

Peng!

After a soft sound, the golden light splashed, and the cow screamed, and the palm of his hand retreated backward with smoke.

Go out ten meters away.

"What's happening here?"

My heart shook, staring at the barrier.

I saw the location of the shining golden light waved like a water wave a few times, and then slowly returned to calm, but the feeling of refusing to coax the cow into the room was too obvious.

I ordered the opening of the door to the magic circle in my heart, and then approached cautiously.

Peng!

The golden light flashed again, even if the wooden puppet was a powerful body, it was beaten backwards to withdraw seven or eight meters away. This is still in the case of preparation.

The magic circle barrier I personally set up, unexpectedly out of control? Don't listen to my command at all.

"Something happened." Niu Hong and I looked at each other, and these words popped up in their hearts. The question is, what is the change

"Isn't it the magic circle you set up? Why doesn't it work?"

Niu Huan asked inexplicably.

I spread my palms and replied in a condensed voice: "You ask me, who shall I ask?"

Before we continued to try to break the formation, several figures appeared in front of us, to be precise, six figures.

Four mages with extremely weird expressions stood there, behind the magic circle barrier, looking straight at me, their eyes were sorry.

Sun Kun, Juezi nun, Jin Lingzi and female profligate teacher Yue, the four opened their mouths and said in unison: "Master Jiang, I'm sorry, we can't help but please don't resent us."

These words are very uniform, as if they have been rehearsed.

I swept across the faces of the four of them, and I understood that the magic circle here was originally arranged by them and me. Once the four of them worked together, they would cover up my control, so I couldn't get in.

But when setting up, I clearly remembered that I was the main one. This shows that at that time, some people moved their hands and feet.

In other words, some of them are undercover agents who have mixed into my team.

My eyes fell on the fifth person, it was Xu Fulong.

He was almost unable to stand there anymore, but he opened his mouth and couldn't speak, because he was restrained by a powerful force. To put it bluntly, he became a hostage threatening me.

I am the image of a wooden puppet, and I can't show my emotions, but in fact, my heart is almost blown up by anger.

The eyes fell on the last person, and it was him who cast a spell to squeeze Xu Fulong.

This person is not tall, with a bald head, a blue-faced pheasant, and a monk's posture.

It is the little novice monk who hangs the mediocre.

See me looking at him,

Xuanyong smiled slightly and joined the eleventh ceremony. He spoke with the Amitabha Buddha I am very familiar with. Then, he narrowed his smile and said in a condensed voice: "Poor monk, Dachan Brahma Temple, round bowl, one of the substitutes, I have seen Jiang Donor and Cattle Donor. Thank you again for saving the poor monk from the clutches of the clutches, but the so-called sending the Buddha to the west, the hundreds of strangers in the Jingmang Hotel were sent to the poor monks. Such an opportunity is really blessed by the Buddha, the poor The monk had no choice but to laugh, good, good."

I almost ran away, pointing at him and shouting: "You are Yuanbo, the one who died in Xitai Ling...?"

"He is the poor monk's little disciple. When in the Palace of the King of the Kings, the poor monk ordered the little disciple to replace his identity, because he has a profound way of doing things, so he will not be seen through. The most important thing is that the poor monk has never been too long. With the big figure here, who would have thought that the true age of the poor monk would have passed thirty years ago?"

"In the past, many enemies had relaxed their vigilance because of the poor monk’s appearance, so most of them went to see the Buddha, but it was a pity that the poor monk’s lover was suspended. He died a bit too miserably. In fact, the poor monk back then The monks were planning to release the seal and use the forbidden technique to escape, but doing so would damage the soul. Fortunately, the benefactors saved the lives of the poor monks with kind heart."

"Okay, that's great, this is how you repay your savior? Take my painstaking'harvest' as your own?"

I was going crazy by such a brazen man.

"Donor Jiang, this is too boring to say. In this Netherworld City, this is the place where you and I can display their skills and compete with supernatural powers. You wouldn't think it's just a simple fighting method, higher-level fighting is here."

Yuanbo pointed to his bald head.

"Are you saying I have no brains?" I clenched my wooden fist, trying to hammer him to death.

"No, no, the donor Jiang is one of the few young wizards that the poor monk has seen. Both the strength and the ability to analyze the situation are among the best. But the problem is that the poor monk is a little better than you. My son, and the poor monk doesn’t have as many restrictions as you. For example, if you don’t kill the innocent, you’re soft-hearted, and so on, it can be even stronger."

"Warning you, don't try to crack the magic circle here, otherwise, Xu Fulong will die."

Yuanbo pointed to Xu Fulong, who had a pale face and a cold sweat on his forehead but could not speak.

This is a threat on the bright side.

(End of this chapter)