These two people are naturally Liang Yan and Miao Suwen.
At this time, eight temporary arenas have been set up in Zhuque Square, and on each arena there are two people fighting each other.
Among these people, there are Buddhist "eminent monks" wearing cassocks, and there are also mountain hermits who look like immortals. Some people are spitting fireworks in their mouths, like people who are doing business in the market; there are also people with big snakes coiled around their waists, looking fierce and evil.
appearance.
Liang Yan only took a cursory glance and knew that most of the people in this arena were only at the second or third level of Qi Refining. Almost all of these people were casual cultivators from side sects. They did not have the sect's true secret method and no resource supply. Even if they practiced
It will be difficult to make any progress until old age and death.
Therefore, such people come here for the purpose of worldly enjoyment. Just when the Emperor of the Liu family is convening the "Water and Land Dharma Conference", they plan to use their own methods to deceive and have a free future.
The fights in various arenas may seem exciting, but in Liang Yan's eyes, they are just tricks. Not to mention him, even some accomplished martial arts masters like Lu Hongfei can defeat him.
There are many of these people.
It's just that Miao Suwen saw too little of the world. As soon as he entered the Zhuque Square, he couldn't help but look around, as if he had discovered a new world, and asked Liang Yan a few questions from time to time.
"Sir, sir, look at that monk from the Western Regions. He can breathe fire from his mouth. Is this some kind of profound internal skill?" Miao Suwen asked curiously.
Liang Yan felt a little impatient. He couldn't say that this was the most superficial Five Elements spell "Fireball", right?
"It's not that he has profound mental skills. If you were to meet this Western Region monk in the field, how should you respond?" Liang Yan asked lightly.
Miao Suwen knew that this was Liang Yan's intention to test himself, so he immediately stopped and thought about it carefully before replying: "Looking at the power of his flames, the outer flames are purple and the inner flames are yellow. Suwen thinks it should be
The 'spreading force method' first disperses the outer flame force, and then uses the 'circle turning method' to deflect the inner fire force, so that it can be broken."
"well said!"
Liang Yan clapped his hands and said with a smile: "How about you go up and sign with him?"
Miao Suwen looked shocked when he heard this, and quickly waved his hands and said: "How can this happen? Suwen has only studied with Mr. Master for a month. How can he go on stage to compete with these masters?"
Liang Yan had a strange look on his face and said with a half-smile, "Do you think they are masters?"
Miao Suwen was stunned for a moment and said timidly: "This. Suwen can't say for sure, but I think these extraordinary skills of swallowing fire and handling big snakes must be extraordinary."
Liang Yan smiled noncommittally and said, "Do you think you are weak?"
Miao Suwen was stunned by his question. Before she could react, she suddenly felt herself being picked up by someone, followed by a sudden spin. When she came to her senses, she was already standing on the ring.
Miao Su was really shocked when she asked this, and thought to herself: "Sir is crazy. He actually threw me on stage. Doesn't he know that being on stage means a challenge?"
The "Water and Land Dharma Meeting" is different from the "Tea Tasting Party" because there are so many people attending, including Buddhists, Taoists, and various sects. Therefore, there is no list of names prepared, and the rules of challenging on stage are directly adopted.
Anyone who comes here to watch the battle, as long as they step on the ring, is deemed to be challenging the ring master. After a day of fighting, the person standing at the end will be promoted.
Under this rule, some powerful people will generally avoid each other's respective arenas, and the remaining people who are not strong enough and lack vision will naturally become stepping stones for others.
The flame-breathing monk from the Western Regions was obviously the master of this arena. He had defeated seven people just now and even killed two of them. He was in the limelight for a while and showed off his power on the stage.
Miao Suwen was thrown onto the stage by Liang Yan. Everyone's eyes were blurred and they didn't see clearly what was going on. The monk turned around and was slightly stunned, but when he saw clearly that the person coming was just a fifteen-year-old man.
The six-year-old boy couldn't help laughing and said:
"Where did the little kid with a yellow mouth come from? His hair hasn't even grown yet, and he imitates others' beatings! If Lord Buddha's men don't kill Shuzi, you'd better go home and nurse him!"
When Fan Seng said these words, everyone in the audience burst into laughter. Some people pointed at Miao Suwen, laughing at her for overestimating her abilities.
Miao Suwen's face was also red from holding back. Although she had a wild temper, she had grown up in a scholarly family and had never learned these curse words. When she heard the monk's dirty words, she couldn't help but feel angry in her heart.
She glanced at Liang Yan in the audience and thought to herself: "Since Mr. let me come on stage, I have my reasons. I can't let Mr. look down on me."
Thinking of this, Miao Suwen immediately calmed down and silently practiced the "Heart without Determination Method".
Once this Confucian skill was put into use, Miao Suwen felt that the noise around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. The world around him was quiet, as if he was the only one left.
Looking at the red-robed monk again, I felt that this man was full of flaws. I couldn't help but secretly thought: "How dare he stand there with such a prickly look?"
Miao Su asked herself not to notice the change in her mentality. She stepped forward and first made a clasped fist gesture towards the monk in red. Then without saying a word, she bent forward and slashed the area with her sword.
Face gate.
The red-robed monk couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Miao Suwen taking action directly, and shouted:
“Little thief, look at Buddha’s ‘Buddha’s Angry Red Lotus’!”
He waved his hand, as if throwing something into his mouth, and his cheeks suddenly bulged high, like a giant toad. Then he opened his mouth, and a cloud of fire spurted out of his mouth.
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Miao Suwen was the first to bear the brunt and suddenly felt an overwhelming heat wave rolling in.
In the past, she would have been so frightened that her legs were weak. But at this moment, the "mind without determination method" was running in her body, and Miao Suwen felt calm, without a trace of distracting thoughts, let alone a trace of timidity.
Miao Suwen retracted her palm knife and moved her hands left and right. A faint blue spiritual light wandered in the palm of her hand. The red flames sprayed in front of her seemed to have been blown out of thin air. The fire was greatly reduced until it was extinguished.
The red outer flame subsided, and the inner yellow flame immediately surged out. Miao Suwen was completely in the state at this moment. He was not in a hurry at all. He twisted his body and drew circles back and forth with his hands.
Those yellow flames were deflected by her hands, and the fire spread out and burned towards the edge of the ring. The faces of the people watching around her changed drastically, and they all screamed and backed away.
In just two moves, Miao Suwen had already neutralized the monk's famous stunt, leaving his opponent stunned.
The next moment, Miao Suwen moved and rushed in front of Fan Monk. At the same time, he stretched out a palm and struck the man's heart directly.
The monk reacted and hurriedly raised his hands to block him, but found that there was a fierce aura in this man, which made his hands and feet weak under pressure, and he couldn't even resist.
Under the influence of Miao Suwen's "Shengshen Law", the red-robed monk was unable to exert even 30% of his strength, and could only watch as Miao Suwen stamped his palm on his chest.
boom!
After a muffled sound, the huge body of the red-robed monk flew out of the ring.
Unfortunately, he is also a monk at the peak of the third level of Qi refining. He is usually arrogant and domineering, and is considered a man of influence in some remote cities. But today, in the ring battle, he was defeated in a confused way. He didn't even think about it until he fainted.