Chapter 37: The First Disciple of Three Generations at the End of the Battle! 1/2(2/2)
Just now, the two of them used their strongest moves to fight each other. The powerful fluctuations in their energy made it impossible for their spiritual senses to observe within the battlefield.
Only he and the dirty master know what happened.
It turns out that after the two of them fought, the black and white roulette and the waves formed by each manipulating the flying sword exploded, and each other's souls were shaken.
But in his previous life, Xia Mangqian was, after all, a strong man in the world of Yangshen with the ninth level of thunder tribulation.
Although when he died, all his thoughts were swallowed up, and only his true spirit remained. He was reborn in this wild world with the help of the "initial chaotic universe".
However, he was conceived for seventeen years in his mother's womb, and then he understood the true meaning of the five great avenues and mastered two small 'paths'... His soul was continuously nurtured by the way of heaven and earth, making Xia Mangqian's current soul strength truly comparable to that of his return. Comparable to the Immortal of the Immortal Realm.
This kind of soul is slightly better than the sloppy real person who has practiced for two hundred years.
Therefore, when each other's souls were shaken and temporarily unable to launch attacks, Xia Mangqian was the first to recover.
So he immediately controlled a flying sword that was thrown away and fell, and pierced the protective layer of the Thousand Swords Puppet he controlled just one ten thousandth of a second before the Sloppy Master recovered.
If it were a real life-and-death fight, such attacks would not even be able to pierce the protective energy of the Qi Refiner and Immortal Cultivator, let alone damage the divine body of a powerful person in the God and Demon Body Refining style.
I'm afraid even the intensity of scratching the itch is too small.
But under the rules of Lun Dao Palace, it is this small gap that determines the final victory or defeat.
…
I heard Xia Mangqian say that in a real fight, it is still unclear who will win and who will lose.
The sloppy real man smiled.
[When the real fight begins, I will use my great magical power and the secret technique of overlapping waves. I’m afraid you won’t even be able to take three moves.]
Of course, he only thought about this in his heart and did not say it out loud.
After all, how long has he been practicing and how long has Xia Mangqian been practicing?
In the view of Mr. Sloppy, if he can match his own level of enlightenment without falling behind, this young junior brother estimates that it will not take him more than a few decades to reach a point where his strength is truly equal to his own, and he can be regarded as a good opponent.
Therefore, feeling sympathy for each other, he just laughed and walked to the sidelines.
"Big brother."
"Sloppy senior brother."
The old disciples looked at the sloppy master with mixed feelings in their hearts.
There was a battle between the old and new camps, and in the end, even the position of 'the number one disciple of the third generation' was taken away by a junior who had just started.
This time, their old disciple camp has completely lost!
suddenly--
A burst of light lit up in the corner of the Lundao Hall.
After the light dissipated, more than twenty figures appeared together.
"Uncle Master."
"Uncle Headmaster."
All three generations of disciples all saluted.
The Yuanshen Taoists, who turned out to be the second generation disciples of the Academy, withdrew their hidden immortal magic. Under the leadership of the headmaster, 'Taoist Bihai', they walked out from the corner.
"I am here to announce something..."
Taoist Bihai glanced around and landed on Beishan Xuantang among the group of old disciples.
"Beishan Xuantang, do you know your guilt?"
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