"It's very simple. I have a space gyroscope here that can measure the stability of space and the understanding of space. Whoever can keep this gyroscope standing longer will have a deeper understanding of space!"
Nangong Yuanfeng smiled faintly, pointed his finger forward, and a one-foot-long top appeared in front of everyone. It landed on the high platform and remained motionless. Although no power was released, there were still many subtle spatial cracks around the top. .
There are such cracks, which means that the space is unstable. If you want it to stand up, you must re-stabilize the surrounding space, or in other words, repair the broken places.
Although it is only the simplest, it also involves the fourth level of Yankong Tianshu, creation, which is indeed not that easy.
"this……"
Luo Ganzhen also noticed this, and his expression immediately became unsightly.
The other party said it was easy, but it was actually extremely difficult.
Although the children of the Luo family understand a lot about the laws of space and have special talents, it is not that easy to achieve this.
"Mo'er, come up first and demonstrate it to the strong men of the Luo family!"
Seeing his expression, Nangong Yuanfeng didn't say anything, just smiled lightly and said hello.
"yes……"
A young man named Mo'er, who looked to be twenty-seven or eight years old, walked out of the crowd with a sway of his body, came to the space gyro with a defiant expression, and grabbed it in the air with his palm.
Buzz!
The air made a sound, and special space forces spread straight towards the top.
The shattered space around the top was instantly repaired, and the things that fell on the ground gradually stood up. However, in less than three seconds, they shook twice again and fell to the ground again.
call!
After doing this, Mo'er, sweating on his head, took a few big breaths, held his fists, and retreated back to the crowd.
"Just to make the top stand like this, Mo'er is the weakest among the juniors like me, so it's a bit reluctant to do it, which makes everyone laugh..."
Nangong Yuanfeng smiled faintly and looked over: "Master Luo, let's get started!"
Luo Ganzhen's face was ashen.
It's obvious that the opponent is General.
Let your own people test it in front of so many people first, and then call the formation. Even if the Luo family doesn't want to join, they have no choice but to join.
"Master, let me try!"
A middle-aged man who came on stage before was doing Bao Quan Do.
"There is Elder Rolov!"
Luo Ganzhen nodded.
"Um!"
The Luofu elder didn't say much. He took a step forward, took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and grabbed the ball in the air just like Mo'er before.
Buzz!
The space around the top also made a sound, and the thing swayed like a drunkard, and finally did not stand up.
Sweat flowed from his head. After holding on for a moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out and he took a few steps back. Elder Luofu's face was as white as paper.
"I'm sorry, patriarch..."
His body kept shaking, and Elder Luofu was full of disappointment.
Seeing that a young man in his twenties could do it easily, I thought it was easy. Unexpectedly, he tried his best and couldn't succeed. It's no wonder that people from hundreds of schools of thought came to challenge him. They indeed have extraordinary abilities.
"I'll try it!"
The second elder also came forward, and a moment later the same blood spurted out. Like Elder Luofu, he could not get the top to stand up.
Without personal experience, I thought this thing was simple. Only when I really used the power of space did I realize that this small top is heavier than a big mountain. I don't understand space well enough, let alone standing up or moving. Disaster.
Seeing two consecutive tribesmen fail at the same time, Luo Ganzhen's face became even more ugly.
The other party wanted to take away the heavenly talisman handed down from their family. According to normal circumstances, the ancestors of the Luo family had to work hard to find it and it was impossible to give it to them. However... the other party took out the ancient sage's handwriting left by various schools of thought and moved it out. The rules set by Master Kong forced me to have no choice but to compete.
I thought that even if no one in my tribe understood the true solution to the ban, but with the understanding of space, it would not be difficult to remain undefeated. I never dreamed that losing would be so easy.
It's simply terrible.
"Haha, Chief Luo, is there anyone else who can make the top stand up? If not, we will be disrespectful!" As if he had expected this outcome, Nangong Yuanfeng stroked his beard and smiled lightly.
"Wait!"
Before he finished speaking, a shout rang out, and Luo Xuanqing took a step forward: "This treasure belongs to you. Who knows if there is any manipulation to deliberately prevent my people from completing it? I don't understand any space. To put it bluntly, I have to use it. It is most useful in battle! In this way, if you compete with us at the same level, you will be considered the winner if you can beat us. If you can't, it's all fake!"
"You mean a martial arts competition?" Nangong Yuanfeng looked over.
"good!"
Luo Xuanqing nodded.
The purpose of controlling space is to improve your cultivation, improve your combat effectiveness, and be able to speak with your fists. Why do you spend so much time and effort to spin a spinning top?
"Since you have such confidence, all of us are naturally happy to accompany you!"
Nangong Yuanfeng smiled softly, with strong confidence on his face.
Hundreds of schools of thought were personally passed down from Master Kong, and the inheritance has never been cut off. These juniors are all students of the Great Confucian Hall. With one against a hundred, the most fearless thing is fighting, and daring to challenge... is simply asking for boredom.
"Clan Chief Luo, can what he said count?"
Look over again.
"certainly!"
Luo Ganzhen nodded.
Looking at the current situation, if Gyro is asked to stand up, let alone a tribesman under a hundred years old, even if he takes action personally, he may not be able to do it. Instead of waiting to lose, it is better to compete.
Maybe there's still some chance of winning.
"In that case, Mo'er, go ahead and take action!"
Hearing his promise, Nangong Yuanfeng nodded: "Mo'er just drove the space gyroscope. Although he suffered some damage, he shouldn't be too forced to compete with your juniors!"
After hearing what the other party said, Luo Ganzhen's noodles almost fell to the ground and he was so angry that he almost exploded.
Naked contempt!
He was slapped in the face just once by the Zhang family, and hundreds of people came over and beat him again... Is it destined by God that the Luo family will decline from now on?
"Come on, let me see your trick!"
He was so angry that he was about to explode. Luo Xuanqing couldn't bear it any longer, and with a roar, he came to the middle of the high platform.
"hehe!"
The young man named Mo'er smiled faintly and came to the other party with a slight sway: "You are in the early stage of the eighth level of the Holy Domain. I will not bully you. Now I will suppress your cultivation to the same level!"
Wow!
After the words ended, the other party's strength dropped rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it was the same as Luo Xuanqing's.
"Let's get started!"
Seeing that he had suppressed his cultivation, Luo Xuanqing shook his body and slapped him with a palm.
Click!
The air thundered, and powerful energy spread immediately.
Compared with when the Saint Child Palace taught Zhang Xuan, his strength has improved again. Although he has not broken through, he is not far from the middle stage of Dongxu Realm.