Chapter 49

When all the black thorns were cut off, the blue Mantis puppet "whoosh" appeared in front of Xiao Feng as if it were a ghost. His forelimb moved and two cold lights came from the left and right.

Xiao Feng was so surprised that he didn't have time to use other means of defense, so he could only cross his heart, and his two arms flashed green and went directly to the two sides.

"Stop, your mandrill skill has just become the second level. You can't attack directly with your body."

"Dang" and "Dang"!

Zhu Chi appeared in front of Xiao Feng with a gloomy face. A finger flicked left and right and scattered the two cold lights.

Not only that, but even the puppet stepped back after the earthquake.

Seeing this, Jin Yu saw a flash of fierce light in his eyes. The blue Mantis wiped its two forelimbs again, and tried to bully him.

But just here, the figure next to him flickered, Dazhi also appeared there, and patted him on the shoulder to stop him from continuing to urge the puppet beast. At the same time, he looked at the opposite Zhu Chi with a smile and said.

"In this game, we also admit defeat. The talent of multitasking is really suitable for your puppet skill. I'm afraid you can control this green Mantis Puppet by yourself. You have found the most suitable successor. " Zhu Chi looked at the gloomy boy again, and then said with a deep breath.

Outside the circle, the Taoist surnamed Zhong sighed.

Xiao Feng's performance just now can't be said to be bad. It's just that the mantis puppet manipulated by a gloomy boy is really amazing. With its speed, if he takes the initiative to attack first, I'm afraid most opponents don't even have time to cast.

Is it true that the whole army of jiuying mountain will be destroyed in this contest!

When Taoist aunt Zhong thought of this, she gave a bitter smile in her heart. She turned her head and took a look at Liu Ming. Then she felt a little strange.

At this time, Liu Ming didn't feel uneasy or frightened as she imagined. She just stood there with a calm face, as if the defeat of the previous two games had no effect on her.

"Yes, it's rare for us to keep our mood in order now. In the last game, don't use too much pressure, just try your best Zhu Chi comes back with Xiao Feng, who is full of unwilling color. When he sees that Liu Ming is so calm, he praises Liu Ming.

"Yes, martial uncle Zhu, I will try my best." Liu Mingyi bowed and returned respectfully.

At this time, a 15-or-6-year-old boy came out of the crowd in Jiuqiao mountain. He had a long blood red scar on his forehead and two long swords on his back. After standing in the circle, he felt extremely fierce.

"This breath... No, it's physical training. Da Zhi Da Shang, is he really your disciple? " Taoist aunt Zhong's face changed as soon as she sensed the breath of the young man.

"Zhong Xian Zi, although you can rest assured that Wu Fei was personally accepted by me at the Kailing ceremony. He was also one of the disciples who could bear the pain of Kailing by relying on his physical strength, but was not overpowered. Although our school is famous for its puppet skills, it seems that it is common for some of its disciples to choose to practice physical education. " After touching his beard, the old man with white hair said with a smile, but the glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes can be seen by anyone.

Physical cultivation is not the path that ordinary spiritualists can choose. All of them are stronger than ordinary people and can endure the pain that ordinary people can't bear. Only after a variety of physical training can such a person be born.

Moreover, for the spiritual disciples, the same level physical training is a kind of existence similar to the nemesis. Even at the stage of spiritual cultivation, physical cultivation can exert its special power on some special occasions. Even though physical cultivation is extremely difficult to cultivate, the major schools will try their best to select a few of their disciples to take the path of physical cultivation.

Although the competition disciples selected by Dazhi Dashang and Dazhi are really new ones who have not been in the competition for a long time, each of them has a great history. Otherwise, how dare they ask for the determination of lingguo by fighting.

In this case, Zhu Chijia could only smile bitterly and said nothing more.

If he and Taoist aunt Zhong saw Liu Ming calm at first, and they still had some hope, now they will fall to the last trace.

Liu Mingyi felt the fierce breath of the strong young man and frowned, but immediately he went up.

As soon as Liu Ming stepped into the circle, his face flashed fiercely and his arms moved, he pulled out the two swords behind him. At the same time, after reciting some words, his body was covered with metallic luster. After a blur, his head was more than half bigger than before, and his hands and feet were thicker than before, It's similar to Liu Ming's secret technique of stimulating potential.

Seeing this, Liu Ming's eyes flashed, and he began to pick up the pithy formula. At the same time, a continuous stream of black gas flew out of his body.

With a low drink, the young man's two swords danced wildly in his hands like wheels. Then he stepped on the ground with one foot, and it turned into a chilly wind.

"Poof.

A fireball bigger than the ordinary fireball was ejected from the opposite side, and hit on the strong wind.

Most of the mana in Liu Ming's body is pure. Even with the same fire bomb technique, his power is obviously better than that of ordinary spirit players.

After a roar, the flame rolled, the wind was hit by a slight tremor.

However, after the young man's cold hum, the sharp blade and strong wind put out all the flames. He still rushed straight to Liu Ming's side and rushed to within ten feet in an instant.

Outside the circle, Zhu Chi and Taoist aunt Zhong could not help looking at each other and laughing bitterly again when they saw the valiant performance of the young elite.

At the moment, they really don't hold the slightest hope for Liu Ming to win.

"Poof" and "poof", two red fireballs bounced out of Liu Ming's hands and hit the wind again.

At such a close distance, even though the strong young man's body is far stronger than ordinary people's imagination, when the flames roll away in front of his eyes, he feels that his two arms, which are dancing with the long sword, sink and feel a little overwhelmed.

The young man was shocked, but he knew that he could only enter but could not retreat at this time. After a loud drink, his arms used up all his strength to split the flame in front of him. At the same time, his body suddenly leaped and turned into a virtual shadow and rushed to Liu Mingfei.

In his imagination, it is impossible for an opponent who releases so many fireballs in such a short period of time to cast any magic. For physical training, once he is close to his back, the battle will be over.

After two ups and downs, Zhen rushes to the front of Liu Ming, but he doesn't see Ren Ren's panic on his opponent's face. On the contrary, his opponent's mouth turns up with a sneer.

"No..."

It was almost the first time that the young man noticed something wrong. He just wanted to make a protective posture, but it was too late.

Liu Ming's lips moved his hands again, and two red fireballs flashed out.

After "boom" and "boom", the two swords of the young man flew out, and his body also flew with a hard blow, and was involved in the rolling fire wave.

"The fire bullet technique is Xiaocheng. It's not right. It seems that it's not a short time since it has entered the Xiaocheng realm with such a fast casting speed."

This sudden scene made Dazhi, who was watching outside the circle, cry out, but the old man with wooden crown beside him had already rushed into the circle in a flash. After the big sleeve shook, the flame on the young man was extinguished.

But how can the superposed power of two fire bombs be so simple? Even though the Da Shang's hand is also in time, the strong young man has been lying on the ground in a daze.

"Good, good. I didn't expect that a new disciple could master the fire bomb technique to such an extent. It's not wrong to lose this game. The mana in his body has also been refined. Otherwise, the ordinary fire bullet skill of spirit apprentice can't have such great power. Zhu Daoyou, Zhong Xianzi, you really have a hand. " The old man looked at the boy on the ground with a look of pity. When he turned to look at Liu Ming, his eyes were chilly.

"Ha ha, Daoyou wronged me. When did this disciple practice fire bomb technique to such a level? I didn't know for a moment." the figure beside Liu Ming flashed, and Zhu Chi flashed out. He raised his hand and patted Liu Ming on the shoulder. His face was full of joy.

Looking back, the Taoist priest surnamed Zhong also had an expression of surprise.

Liu Ming's unexpected victory in this game was beyond their expectation. In this way, they did not return empty handed. Otherwise, not only lingguo could not be obtained, but also jiuyingshan could not raise his head in front of Dazhi Dashang.

As for Liu Ming's practice of fire bomb, it's a small matter whether his internal mana is pure or not.

At the moment, they look at Liu Ming's eyes, full of praise and gratification.

"Well, two wins in three games, you can take one third of the fruit. However, I have another suggestion. I don't know if the two Taoist friends are interested in the last game. " Dazhi and his disciples took the young man out of the circle and suggested that he should take some medicine to cure his wounds. After looking at Liu Ming again, they suddenly said something.

"What does that mean?" Zhu Chi's face brightened and sank.

The middle surname Taoist nun also did not speak of walked up, and the hair man stood side by side, together of the gaze to each other.

"It's very simple. I think your disciple's strength is also good. How about another fight between him and yu'er! If yu'er wins, your spirit will stay. If your disciples win, two-thirds of the fruits in our hands will belong to you. What do you think of them? What do you think of this matter? It's also your advantage! " After Dazhi and Dashang looked at each other, the white haired old man said slowly with tacit understanding.

"What, bet two-thirds of the fruit on one-third of our fruit!" Zhu Chi's heart jumped when he heard the words, and his heart was pounded.

(ha ha, magic heaven has already been on Sanjiang, everyone who has Sanjiang tickets will vote for it!)