Under the eyes of everyone, the Huaxu people and the four bald-headed monks have already entered the mountain. Although they entered the mountain in different directions, their final destination seems to be the same , all running towards the top of the mountain... Compared with the big monks who did not carry any luggage, the team members of Huaxu descent obviously climbed the mountain at a much slower speed, but fortunately, the eastern mountain area is far away from their initial entry The location is relatively close, so when the group of big monks climbed halfway up the mountain, they had already arrived at the top of the mountain with large and small bags of luggage.
The scenery here is very good.
it's very windy.
It is a good place to fight a protracted war as a camp.
"Second and third, you two help me set up the formation. The fourth, fifth, and sixth, you three go to find the location of Kai, Xiu, Sheng, and Sanji Gate. After confirming the location, put the formation flag, and leave the rest to me. to deal with."
"clear!"
If regardless of the level of strength, if only the tacit understanding in the cooperative battle is concerned, perhaps these people of Huaxu descent can be regarded as first-class or top-notch existences, and their tacit cooperation with each other has reached the extreme. People were also getting busy, and within half a minute, all the elements needed for Hua Yi's formation were prepared for Hua Yi.
When everyone stood in a circle around Hua Yi, Qi Ping'an's four juniors also rushed to the top of the mountain. Seeing that their faces remained unchanged, it seemed that the few minutes of the mountain marathon was nothing to them. did not affect their status.
"Where's your captain?" Seeing that only these four monks came, Hua Yi fell into confusion, because his initial thought was very simple and logical.
The round of 16 is no better than the 32, and there is no weak team that can break into this circle, so no matter how arrogant Qi Pingan is, he can't be alone like in the last match... ... Taking a ten thousand step back, Hua Yi can understand even if he is the only one who is arrogant and arrogant.
But Hua Yi never imagined that Qi Ping'an would give up this match directly, he would not play at all, and only sent these four big monks here... Isn't this too contemptuous? !
"Our captain and our junior brother both have diarrhea, so we are the only ones coming to this game. I hope you don't mind."
Monk Wuxin is the only one among the four monks who speaks. It seems that his face is thinner than the other brothers. When he said this, he was a little embarrassed. He didn't hesitate to give out such inconsequential reasons as Qi Ping'an and Yu Nianchan had diarrhea and diarrhea.
Of course, it would be better if he didn't say anything. After he pulled out this reason, Hua Yi and the others were trembling with anger.
"Fuck! Who are you fooling! Who in our realm can have diarrhea!"
"That's right! You just look down on us!"
"As the saying goes, family members don't tell lies, you monk is really..."
Hearing these people of Hua Xu descent start to complain about themselves, Monk Wu Xin was so embarrassed that his toes almost broke the soles of his shoes... How should I say this
Obviously what you said is a well-known fact, but if I really give a true and objective answer that you want, you still have to take my skin off? Not to mention whether you will be half-dead with anger, those spectators watching the game will definitely think that we are too arrogant and not a good bird.
"It's really hard to be a good person." Monk Wuku sighed.
"Brother is right." Monk Wuqing nodded.
"If you want me to tell you, don't talk nonsense with them. Didn't the senior brother tell us? Let us directly control that person named Hua Yi when we meet..." Monk Wujing said carelessly, They exposed their battle plan directly in front of everyone present (including more than a dozen live broadcasts), "Brother Wu Xin! Are the four of us going up together or what?"
"..."
In an instant, Hua Xu's team members surrounded Hua Yi in the center one after another, and the few who held the magic weapon were even more nervous.
What Qi Pingan planned for them was beheading?
Could it be that they have great confidence to say these words in front of us... It must be! Do these thieves and bald donkeys look down on people like this! Just saying the battle plan like this is really taking us for nothing!
"Brother, what should we do now?"
"Don't talk, let me think..."
Hua Yi is a smart man, although he was also very angry at the words of these monks before, but at this moment he has suppressed those violent emotions, and in an extremely calm state, he began to think rationally... . Are you going to fight these monks directly? Or delay them for a while according to the original plan
Facts have proved that Hua Yi is very smart and rational.
Although Qi Pingan, a terrifying enemy, did not participate in this competition, Hua Yi would not underestimate these monks... In his opinion, Qi Pingan is not a fool, and he should have a lot of thoughts about the championship. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to abandon the game at the risk of losing a game. After all, this is the Kunlun Club without a rematch. If you lose, you will really lose.
Then why did he only let these four monks play
There should be only one answer.
The strength of these four monks has surpassed the imagination of most of the contestants. In Qi Ping'an's eyes, they are enough to deal with people like himself... At least 90% sure to win this game, even 100%!
Can't risk it.
Now that all the preparations have been made...
Thinking of this, Hua Yi seemed to have made a decision, and suddenly waved the black metal stick-shaped magic weapon in his hand.
"Hold your breath, I'm going to fight."
As Hua Yi's voice fell, his brothers and sisters also held their breath, and then began to beat some palm-sized leather drums with a certain rhythm.
Seeing this scene, Monk Wuxin didn't say any more, and gave his brothers a look.
"superior!"
Monk Wuxin was the first person to rush forward with the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle, and he was also the first one to suffer... Before the other three juniors could make a move, he saw the monk Wuxin who had just rushed up. Bounced back by some invisible force, it seems that there is an invisible energy shield around the Huaxu descendants, as long as they are half a meter away from their physical bodies, they will be blocked... The power of the collision The bigger it is, the harder it will be to be bounced back. Monk Wuxin is a living negative teaching material.
Don't look at his thin skin and say a few words, he will be blushed with embarrassment, he is more decisive than anyone else when he makes a move. Seeing his posture of rushing forward like a tiger out of the gate, it is obvious that he is rushing to knock Hua Yi down with one move. I went, but it's a pity... He miscalculated!
Being bounced more than 20 meters away in an instant, the feeling of forcibly hitting the ground is not good. No matter how strong the physical fitness of Monk Wuxin is, he was still suffering from chest tightness for a long time due to the rebounding force. The pale appearance is also really scary.
"Second Senior Brother, are you alright?!"
"Second senior brother, how did you fly out just now?!"
"Second Division..."
When Monk Wuxin heard those juniors caring about him, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot, because what he hates the most in his life... is when others call him Second Senior Brother!
When he was young, he felt that the title "Second Senior Brother" was very prestigious, but it was second only to Qi Pingan, the senior senior brother. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is under one person and above five people, but since Yu Nianchan let him see After the series called "Journey to the West", he had a lot of unnecessary associations with the name "Second Senior Brother", so that he fell to the root of the disease. Whenever he heard someone calling himself Second Senior Brother, he felt hairy and always wanted to find something. Beat up.
"Shut up, all of you!"
Monk Wuxin gave a loud shout, then got up from the ground three times, five times, two times, and said to all the juniors while patting the folds on the monk's robe.
"It's just that I missed just now... Third junior brother, you go with me, fourth and fifth, you go around to the back to block their back!"
"Good second senior brother!"
"What the hell, you..."
Monk Wuxin glared at Monk Wujing, but halfway through the scolding, it seemed that he realized that he was still a monk, so he hurriedly put his hands together and recited a Buddha's name, pretending that the person who scolded the street before was not himself.
"Amitabha, Amitabha... Fifth Junior Brother, you actually caused me to have oral karma... You have to bear half of the karma debt..."
"???"
Without waiting for monk Wujing to argue, monk Wuxin twirled the Jue with his hand, and suddenly waved his hand, and saw bursts of golden gaseous substances like Buddha's light emanating from the magic subduing pestle in his hand, and among those holy substances, However, some incompatible scarlet blood light gradually appeared.
"Junior Brother Wuku, follow me."