Chapter 153

As the bald youth opened and closed his eyes, his clear eyes seemed as pure as water, but there was an unspeakable attraction, which seemed to suck people and gods into his eyes, making people confused.

Even there will be an illusion, as if the other party's body emits light, like a God, which makes people worship. This feeling makes Wang Baole's heart shake, and the cultivation in his body moves instantly. The bite of the seed turns slightly at this moment. When it flows around the whole body, Wang Baole himself did not find that there was a purple flash in the depths of his pupils!

This purple light is the strange light formed by him after absorbing the purple light and merging with the bite seed in Lingxi township. At the moment of appearance, the bald youth who sat cross legged suddenly gave a light sigh. His originally calm and elegant expression also changed at this moment, slightly moved, and showed interest when he looked at Wang Baole.

With the change of his expression, the power of shock and awe formed before also immediately became unstable and dissipated, making his body tremble. Lu Zihao, who seemed unable to control his steps to move forward, shivered all over, as if he had just woken up from a dream, his expression was startled, and his breath was short.

"What kind of magic is this!" Lu Zihao lost his voice, and his eyes showed vigilance and shock.

Without paying attention to Lu Zihao's reaction, the baldheaded youth slightly tilted his head, and his posture seemed to have a kind of dignity in his bones. The guard beside him was obviously the contestant of Zhanwu Pavilion this time. He immediately bent down to listen, nodded for a moment, got up and walked towards Lu Zihao, until he stood in the center of the convergence point, raised his arm, waved to Lu Zihao, as if inviting war!

Lu Zihao's face changed. He looked at the bald youth with fear, and then looked at Wang Baole. His eyes showed the intention of solicitation. No matter how proud he was, he immediately put it away at the moment. He knew that this war was extremely difficult, and the other side was too strong. In his heart, Wang Baole was as strong, so he instinctively asked for help at the moment.

"And guards? What big tailed wolf!" Wang Baole frowned and snorted coldly. He couldn't stand the posture of the bald young man. At the same time, he also felt the pressure on him. He was the strongest opponent in the same situation he met. So he sat down cross legged and spoke faintly.

"Zi Hao, but it doesn't matter to fight. This is your big match! One fight, one win or one lose is your business, but two fight, one, ask me if wangbaole agrees!"

Hearing Wang Baole's words, Lu Zihao breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't deal with Wang Baole and didn't like it, at this moment, Wang Baole's words suddenly stabilized his heart. At this moment, looking up at the purple friar waving to him, Lu Zihao burst out of his eyes, roared and rushed suddenly.

He was fast. When the moment approached, five flying frost swords immediately broke through the air around him, and more runes were waved by him, turning into a roar of magic. While the purple armor friar, with a sneer on his mouth, stepped on his right foot, and suddenly his aura burst out like a storm from his feet, straight to Lu Zihao.

Lu Zihao obviously has more advantages in flexibility and speed. At the moment, he dodged and shot again.

For a moment, the two men directly fought together in the middle of this junction.

Even if Wang Baole did not release fireworks in this war, it still attracted the attention and gaze of federal officials, the military and the ethereal Taoist temple on the high-altitude stands.

"Is he the disciple of that man?" On the military stand, general Zhou's eyes narrowed slightly and his eyes fell on the bald youth.

"This person's name is Li Wuchen, and he is the only personal disciple of the supreme elder of the dimiao Taoist Academy. His origin and files can't be seen by my authority." Zhou Lu whispered aside.

"Of course you can't see it... He's 20 years old..." general Zhou's eyes showed deep, and gradually his pupils had a cold light, but he was soon forced down, and he silently recited the name of the bald Youth several times in his heart, silent.

At the same time, federal officials also looked at the baldheaded youth, obviously knowing the other party's apprenticeship, but there were not as many strange changes as general Zhou, and at most they were only more concerned.

But in the ethereal Taoist temple, all the elders looked complex when they saw the bald young man, even the middle-aged man in red robe. In the depths of his eyes, where outsiders could not see, there was a cold flash.

At the moment, the roar of the convergence point echoed. Wang Baole and the bald young man sat cross legged and looked at each other as if they were facing each other. After a long time, Wang Baole felt a little bored and coughed.

"Elder martial brother, why do you always look at me?"

"I'm looking at your past and present lives." The bald youth spoke faintly.

Hearing this sentence, Wang Baole looked strange and felt that this person was ill.

At this moment, at the confluence point, the fight between Lu Zihao and Friar Zijia is more intense, and it is obvious that Lu Zihao is at a disadvantage. After all, he is obviously not as deep and rich as friar Zijia in both cultivation and actual combat experience.

Seeing that he was about to fall, but at this time, the purple armor friar suddenly retreated, his body shook, and suddenly returned to the side of the bald youth, hugging his fist to Lu Zihao.

"You and I are tied!"

Lu Zihao was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, the bald youth sitting there with his knees crossed suddenly showed a strange color in his eyes, slightly raised his chin, looked at Wang Baole, and whispered.

"Now, let's compare!"

Lu Zihao was breathless. He looked at the baldheaded youth and Wang Baole. No matter how slow his reaction was, he understood that the goal of the other two people was not himself at all, but Wang Baole!

He even suspected that the other party probably knew in some way that Wang Baole helped him, so he came to the war. There is no doubt that his background must be good, so that he can finally meet Wang Baole and fight this war!

Thinking of this, Lu Zihao's eyes were complex, but he didn't say much. Instead, he returned to Wang Baole and remained silent.

Wang Baole looked up at the baldheaded youth. In fact, he had this feeling when he saw each other before. It seemed that the other party was sitting there just to wait for himself.

It's just that this matter is a little puzzling, so Wang Baole didn't think much, but now the other party's so obvious actions and words made him couldn't help but speak.

"Do we know each other?"

"Master said that there are several people with great potential. Let me ask them to help move forward together. You are one of them, but I think it's average, but considering giving you a chance, I come to you for a test!" The baldheaded youth looked up and said faintly, as if there was a momentum that appeared from him when he opened his mouth.

"Can you talk well? Can you not pretend to be forced?" Wang Baole seemed speechless, raising his hand to pat his forehead, but at the moment when his hand was raised, he did not pat his forehead, but suddenly turned over and slapped the earth.

With a bang, his figure rose like a cunning rabbit with the help of slapping, like an arrow leaving the string, and instantly seemed to be close to the ground, straight to the bald youth.

All this went smoothly, and unexpectedly, it was even cleaner. At this moment, the speed was also unreservedly carried out by Wang Baole, making him seem to fly, and his cultivation broke out in an all-round way. There was a Reiki storm around his body. From a distance, the momentum was amazing, blinking and approaching, and he grabbed it.

All this was too fast, and the bald youth was stunned. Obviously, he didn't react, but the guard around him, the purple armor friar, seemed that the meaning of life was to protect Li Wuchen. He was good at actual combat, and always paid attention to Wang Baole's actions. Unexpectedly, in this minute, his face changed, he stepped out and directly blocked.

The roar suddenly rose, and the purple armor Friar's whole body shook violently, his expression showed horror, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, decadent and backward, but his blocking still played a role, making Wang Baole's speed slower.

The baldheaded youth breathed quickly. With the help of this minute, at the moment when Wang Baole was approaching, his body retreated rapidly, avoiding Wang Baole's grasp whistling in front of him. His right hand was raised and pressed against Wang Baole across the air.

Suddenly, there was a roar between them, and a powerful force suddenly broke out, making Wang Baole's figure who wanted to rush away again had to retreat for a few steps, revealing regret in his eyes.

"The reaction is very fast, but two dozen and one, not a hero."

"You are shameless, you sneak attack!" The baldheaded youth angrily said that he could not calm down at the moment and quickly regressed.

"Finally don't pretend to be forced?" Wangbaole stared.

All the people who saw this scene on the sky stand, especially general Zhou and the red robed friar, showed great brilliance in their eyes.

"Good!"

But Zhou Lu seemed very dissatisfied and muttered.

"This is a sneak attack, which is disgraceful!"

"Bad brain learning in Bailu Taoist school? Pedantic!" General Zhou frowned and gave a rare reprimand.