Among the crowd, a man who had never spoken before, looked very elegant, and held a folding fan in his hand, like a scholar, sighed in a low voice: "He is indeed a human being like us. I have watched his martial arts competition before, and later I even specially I have inquired about him, but this person is very mysterious. He seems to have no sect inheritance.
It was even more impossible for the Shui Tribe to pass down their unique skills to an outsider like him, but he was terrifyingly powerful. The strength he displayed was not inferior to the godson of any religion.
And his flame technique is even more terrifying, and he himself calls himself the Flame God. "
Several members of the Shui Tribe, headed by Mu Wudi, walked forward. Everyone seemed to have a kind of superior self-confidence, looking at the people around them as if they were looking at a swarm of ants.
Suddenly, several people's eyes fell on Zheng Shiyi and others opposite.
Zheng Shiyi felt the gaze from the other side, and also raised his head and looked toward the other side from a distance.
Everyone around felt the eye contact between the two sides, and everyone stepped aside, while looking at each other expectantly.
Both of these parties are people who have been promoted in the Shenhou Conference, and they are both people who are in the limelight in the Shenhou Conference.
Mu Wudi looked at Zheng Shiyi, and then at the fantasy world between Zheng Shiyi and Peng Junyue. The corner of his mouth was slightly crooked, revealing a deep look of disdain, and he slowly stretched out a hand, with his four fingers together and his thumb. Stretch out, reach down.
He is provoking Zheng Shiyi!
Everyone suddenly became interested and looked at Zheng Shiyi expectantly. Mu Wudi was obviously saying that Zheng Shiyi and the others were not good enough. They didn't know how Zheng Shiyi would respond.
Zheng Shiyi smiled softly, tilted his head, and looked at King Fudo not far away. Although he did not speak, his meaning was very obvious. He had the courage to provoke King Fudo.
Everyone around was stunned. Shouldn't Zheng Shiyi respond strongly? Shouldn't we be tough? Somehow, the target was shifted to King Fudo.
It would be normal for Peng Junyue to do such a thing. After all, Peng Junyue is a wretched guy with no limits, but Zheng Shiyi is not normal.
The disdain on the corner of Mu Wudi's mouth became more and more obvious. He extended his thumb towards the Fudo King and then pointed downwards.
King Fudo looked at Mu Wudi who was provoking him, and laughed softly. His smile was full of arrogance, and he ignored Mu Wudi, as if he didn't even take Mu Wudi in his eyes. He turned around and walked away.
On this day of the Shenhou Conference, everyone just had a competition and then went back separately. The Shenhou Conference also had to rest for three days again.
For three days, Zheng Shiyi has been studying how to perfectly become possessed and how to break the shackles in his own body through being possessed, but after three days, he still has not succeeded.
As for Huanshi, everyone has seen his injuries. As long as he can recover without leaving any sequelae, it is the best result. As for continuing to participate in the Shenhou Conference, that is no longer possible.
He was injured too seriously before!
"Senior brother, do you want to continue to participate in the Shenhou Conference?"
On the morning of the fourth day, Zheng Shiyi looked at Huanshi who appeared in front of him in a powerful outfit with a worried look on his face. Although Brother Huanshi won the previous battle, he used secret techniques to absorb everyone's inner demons and absorbed them. Inner demons that were far beyond his reach.
Although the inner demon old man later helped him take the elixir and helped him heal his wounds, the backlash of the inner demon that directly targeted the soul could not be repaired in just three days.
Moreover, Senior Brother Huanshi had a Buddha thorn inserted into his body, and he continued to fight Guiyuan with the Buddha thorn, which made the senior brother even more injured.
Even if he possesses the Dragon Grass Martial Spirit, if he is so seriously injured, he may not be able to recover much in three days, let alone his senior brother.
"We have reached this point, how can we give up? Besides, I may not lose?" Huanshi smiled freely and walked out.
Zheng Shiyi looked at Huanshi's back with confusion and said to himself in confusion: "It's really weird. In his current state, senior brother, I'm afraid he can't release his spiritual energy. But even if I don't become a demon and my spiritual energy is affected, I can still Released. Senior brother, how can he win in his current state?"
"Since Old Huanshi is going, he must have his plans. We'll know after we take a look." Peng Junyue patted Zheng Shiyi on the shoulder and followed Huanshi.
The group of four people quickly left Ling Jiaohou and came to the venue of the Shenhou Conference again.
The waiting time was not long, and the Shenhou Conference began again.
"Arena No. 1, Huanshi vs. Xiang Kong, both sides appear." The referee's voice sounded.
Huan Shi stood up and walked towards the ring. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that his steps were much slower than before.
Zheng Shiyi looked at the position opposite Huanshi with worry.
There are two steps for the competition. On the steps opposite the fantasy world, a thin man who looks much thinner than ordinary people and who seems to be blown away by a gust of wind slowly climbs the steps. , I don’t know whether it’s because his original skin color is like that, or because the injury has not healed, but his face looks as pale as the fantasy world.
Huanshi and Xiang Kong stepped onto the ring almost at the same time. When they saw their opponents, they both had a look of surprise in their eyes.
He didn't abstain!
Huan Shi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xiang Kong from a distance, shook his head slightly and said: "In your situation, why bother to get on the ring again? Just give up."
"Give up? In this fantasy world, you should be the one who should give up. You are more seriously injured. There are so many inner demons that can't be repaired in just a few months.
It would be better for you to give up as soon as possible. Otherwise, if you forcefully fight, if it hurts your origin, it will affect your future development. "Xiang Kong also looked at Huanshi and shook his head. He seemed to be thinking about Huanshi, and he spoke with unusual sincerity.
Zheng Shiyi came back to his senses after listening to the conversation between the two, and asked Peng Junyue in a low voice: "Senior brother's opponent was also seriously injured before?"
"It can't be said to be a serious injury, it should be said to be a fatal injury." Peng Junyue said in a low voice: "Xiang Kong's opponent in the last match was a talented disciple of the Piao Miao Sect. Although he cannot compare with Ling Yan, he can be compared with the young disciple of the Everlasting Sect. They are all very famous geniuses in their generation.
That battle was almost as brutal as the battle between Fantasy World and Return, except that no one was crazy. In the end, both men fell to the ground at the same time and couldn't get up, and the referee even had to wait.
In the end, Xiang Kong used his martial arts treasure to support the ground, and it took him almost half a stick of incense to get up. This was the victory. However, after standing up, he immediately fell down.
Therefore, whether it was Lao Huanshi or Xiang Kong, the injuries they suffered were so serious that they would not be able to recover in these three days. Ordinarily, they should all give up. They probably thought so too, they all thought the other party would abstain, but they didn't expect that either of them would abstain, or they were all waiting for the other party to abstain. "
On the ring, Huan Shi also looked at Xiang Kong as if he was thinking about his opponent, "Why do you bother? In your current state, I'm afraid you can't even lift your spiritual energy. Why don't you give up?"
"Can you bring up the spiritual energy?" Xiang Kong looked at Huanshi unmoved and said: "Based on your injuries that day, I think you can barely get on the ring now.
Not only are you unable to bring up your spiritual energy, but your martial soul should not have the strength to use it, so don't force yourself.
Since he is destined to be eliminated, why leave in a disgraceful way? "
Huan Shi just looked at Xiang Kong with a faint smile, feeling the firmness in Xiang Kong's eyes. He sighed softly and said: "It seems that you will not give up, so we can only start."
"I think so too." Xiang Kong suppressed his smile, with a strong fighting spirit on his pale face. He raised his legs and kicked on the ground. His thin body gave people an unusually majestic feeling, like a fierce tiger. Rushing towards the fantasy world.
Huanshi also kicked hard on the ground and jumped out suddenly.
The Shenhou Conference has progressed to this point. There is no need for the referee below to say the start before both sides can take action. As long as both parties have a tacit understanding and take action at the same time, the competition will begin.
And experts like them don't need the referee to announce the start.
The two people rushed forward. Each of them had no spiritual energy fluctuations, and no martial soul was released. They looked like two ordinary people who had not cultivated spiritual energy dueling in an arena.
In the center of the ring, the two people quickly came into contact.
A rare ferocious look flashed across Huanshi's eyes, and the muscles all over his body tensed up tightly. His right arm waved, and his fists came out horizontally.
Although there was no spiritual energy fluctuation, the punch was so powerful and fast that it still caused dust on the ground to fly up.
Xiang Kong pushed out his hands horizontally. Although there was no burst of spiritual energy, it was just a pair of ordinary-looking palms, which gave people the feeling of a huge mountain lying in front of him.
Huan Shi punched down, hitting Xiang Kong's fist.
The two fists were not protected by any spiritual energy, and they collided head-on, making a muffled sound like a boulder cracking.
The two people's bodies shook at the same time, and they took half a step back.
Huan Shi took advantage of the moment when his body retreated, and suddenly twisted his waist, and struck out with his elbow. The tip of his elbow was as powerful as a knife, and as sharp as a spear, and it hit Xiang Kong's chest.
When there was no time to react, Xiang Kong crossed his arms and stood his forearms side by side in front of him.
Huanshi's elbow hit hard, and the pair of small arms were like shields, blocking the blow. However, under the impact, Xiang Kong's originally joined arms opened to both sides, revealing A gap.
On the left arm that Huanshi had not attacked just now, the muscles were tensed up tightly, his fingers were clenched, and he punched out suddenly, passing through the gap between Xiang Kong's arms.
There's no way to avoid it!
A ferocious look flashed across Xiang Kong's face, and his arms that bounced out closed and hit him in the middle.
Before his arms could fall down, Huanshi's fist had already hit his chest hard. Without any protection from spiritual energy, his chest completely withstood the impact of the blow.
(End of chapter)