"There is also no rule that poison cannot be used in the competition!" Just after Mao Lanshan's voice fell, Monk Yuan Zhen said: "If Mao Tie could be more careful, how could he be poisoned?"
"Yuan Zhen, what do you mean by this? Is it deliberately trying to pull our Mao family to provide you with a cushion for the White Horse Temple?"
"Mao Lanshan, don't be silent, I'm just talking about things."
"Yuanzhen, don't be in front of me..."
Before Mao Lanshan could finish speaking, Hong Yu shook his hand and said: "Okay, stop arguing between you two. He has his own sense of how to break this fight. Even if the two of you are arguing. Can't decide anything."
Hearing the words of real person Hongyu, Mao Lanshan and Yuan Zhen looked at each other, hummed each other, and closed their mouths.
Everyone looked at Qiu Chuji's body. Qiu Chuji looked at Hou Shexue, and then at Mao Tie lying on the ground. Finally, he whispered: "In this Wubi, Hou Shexue won, and Mao Tie gave up his position as the leader. However, Mao Tie still has two opportunities to challenge. If you are not convinced, you can ask Hou Shexue to fight again."
"Yeah!" Hou Shexue cheered, humming a small song and left the ring, jumping to the high platform.
"Cousin, how was my performance just now?"
"Don't be proud, Mao Tie still has two chances. Be careful where he falls and where he gets up. This time you poisoned him and lost the position of the master. Next time he comes to you again, he will definitely Be careful, I'm afraid it's impossible to poison him anymore."
"Cousin, don't worry, I can poison him once, and I can poison him a second time. Besides, my spells are just enough to restrain Mao Tie, even without poison, I have the confidence to defeat Mao Tie. He won't come to find him. I’m okay. If he comes to me, I will be able to succeed in the promotion at a glance like a fat man."
Seeing Hou Shexue's confident look, I nodded lightly and cast my gaze aside.
"Next, who will challenge?"
As Qiu Chuji's voice fell, a Maoshan disciple stood up.
"I am Pu Jiang, a disciple of Maoshan. I want to challenge the Golden Crow of Longhu Mountain."
"The Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Golden Crow challenge."
Pu Jiang and Jin Wu stepped onto the ring, and then a fierce battle broke out between the two.
The battle was very fierce and lasted for nearly twenty minutes. Both of them had hundreds of battles.
In the round, the winner was determined.
In the end, the Golden Crow of Longhushan narrowly won after paying a certain price.
"I am Dongsong from the Maoshan School, and I also want to challenge the Golden Crow of Longhushan." Just after Wubi was over, another student from the Maoshan School stood up and said loudly.
Both Dongsong and Pu Jiang are from the Maoshan School. I even doubt now that Dongsong and Pu Jiang have already negotiated. The two deliberately used wheels to fight, wanting to defeat the Dragon Tiger Mountain Golden Crow.
"The Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Golden Crow challenge."
Jin Crow took a step forward, and said loudly with an urn sound.
"Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I prefer to travel to the mountains. The Golden Crows of the Longhu Mountain are somewhat heroic."
"Cousin, you are mistaken. The Golden Crow has to fight because of the rules of the game. He is not heroic. Otherwise, if you look at it from another place, if the Golden Crow dares to fight, I will slap myself twice."
When I heard Hou Shexue's words, I opened my mouth, not knowing how to refute it next.
"If the Golden Crow wins the game, only eight of the ten champions will remain. Then those who sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight should panic in their hearts. In the end, if there is only one trick left, I see how they choose. !"
I nodded gently, the method Qiu Chuji came up with was indeed good. Not only can it be fair and just, but it can also prevent speculation.
In the arena, the Golden Crow and Maoshan School's Dongsong fought together. However, due to the injury of the Golden Crow, this Wubi only lasted for five minutes and was declared over. Dongsong won the victory and took the seat of the ring master who should have belonged to the Golden Crow.
"For more than a year, I am most uncomfortable with bullying the younger generation with more. When I see such a person, I can't wait to walk over and slap him twice."
Dongsong won the victory, and before he had time to step down the ring, the voice of more than a year rang in everyone's ears.
"I have more than a year of casual cultivation. I want to avenge the Golden Crow on the Dragon Tiger Mountain. I want to challenge you. Can you dare to fight?"
"More than a year. Your wishful thinking was wrong. I can tell you clearly that I am still in full bloom. I was not injured in the previous battle."
"I don't care if you are in a heyday, if you meet me for more than a year, you will undoubtedly lose!"
"After more than a year, you should be mad and proud, aren't you just good at space power? I don't believe you can avoid all my attacks. I will beat you once and I promise to eliminate you.
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"Dong Song, you have a lot of words, I will ask you now, do you dare to accept my challenge."
"I don't dare to do anything, I want to defeat you easily for more than a few years."
Dong Song and Nian Youyu hadn't started the war, and the two sides became angry with each other, so when the battle began, the two sides quickly entered the white-hot.
For more than a year, we have once again seen the power of space, and Dongsong’s offensive power is not weak. But in the face of more than a year, all of Fuyongmatsu's attacks hit the empty space.
Although Nian Youyu's attack was not strong, as time passed, taking advantage of Dongsong's carelessness, Nian Youyu held a red dagger, and had cut several small holes in Dongsong's body.
The red dagger that Nian Youyu held in his hand was a bit magical, and this red dagger could even swallow blood.
The red dagger was constantly slashing through Dongsong's body, making Dongsong annoyed and angered, while the blood and power on Dongsong's body were also fast flowing.
This game lasted for nearly an hour, and it was not over until noon.
Nian Youyu finally won the victory by relying on Lapi's style of play.
"Quanzhen teaches Zhao Huarong to challenge for more than a year, and for more than a year, can you dare to challenge?"
As Zhao Huarong's voice fell, the remaining Taoist priests who needed to fight at the same time let out a cold snort.
For more than a year, he fought for nearly an hour, although he was not injured. But one hour is enough to consume more than half of the mana in a year. Zhao Huarong challenged for more than a year at this time, and undoubtedly seized a good opportunity.
This opportunity is needed by everyone, and everyone wants it. In the end, Zhao Huarong was taken the first step, and everyone was uncomfortable and could fully understand it.
"If you challenge me, you won't be afraid of getting dozens of cuts out of your body with a glance like Dong Song?"
"Hahaha!" Zhao Huarong laughed a few times after hearing the words of Yu Nian: "Can you still have such a great ability?"
"Don't underestimate me!"
"I don't underestimate you. After nearly an hour of battle, how much mana is left in your body? Is there one third of it?"
"No matter how much is left, it should be enough to get you done."
"So, have you accepted the challenge?"
"The rules are so, can I still refuse?"
(End of this chapter)