Lao Cai was a little distracted. He knew that what this sword cultivator said made sense, but he was lucky enough to hope that these young monks would retreat when they saw the difficulties. With such a complicated mentality, he waited with fear for the situation in the field to change.
Fortunately, it doesn't seem that bad?
Fengweizhu won the first victory with difficulty, but it was only at the level of performance. As far as the result was concerned, no one was harmed by both sides, and the competition was lonely.
This process, in the eyes of the tour group members, gave them wrong information. They did not see the ferocity of the pirates, nor did they see their specialness in combat. As far as the application of magic is concerned, for them, who are often in the master's position, For those who are used to seeing exquisite magic duels, it seems rough and simple.
This gave the team members tremendous confidence.
In such an optimistic atmosphere, a monk from the Zhou Sect appeared on the scene. He was a member of the Kestrel Expeditionary Group. He came to Lizhihai just to meet different characters, Sirens. For him, such a battle would never happen again. It is appropriate and an indispensable part of the spiritual practice experience.
He intends to take the lead and make the first contribution to the Zhudao side, which is also the responsibility that a giant from the southeastern sect should have.
His opponent was a majestic man with a fierce look in his eyes.
"The monks of the Zhou sect, the whale-killers across the sea, Wanyifeng of the Zhou sect, are here to ask for advice from the heroes of the sea."
There was a sneer on the lips of the big man, "The vast ocean is as heavy as the mountains. The unknown people, the rough people, the teachers are shabby, so I won't show them to the public."
Hou Zi felt Lao Cai tense up next to him, so he asked, "Do you know this person? He is very famous?"
Lao Cai smiled bitterly, "How do I know these vicious people? But I have heard of the name. He is one of the leaders of the Cang Pirates. If he comes out so early, I think something bad will happen!"
While they were talking, the two people in the field were already fighting.
Wan Yifeng is worthy of being a teacher, and his one-hand wind technique can make the wind and water rise. It is especially effective in an environment like the sky above the sea.
This is also the reason why he took the lead in the tour group. At this time, the hunting wind was blowing on the sea, so he just took advantage of the wind and became powerful.
Continuous wind blades and shearing wind fields can be used easily in his hands. It is obvious that he has controlled the wind method to a certain extent. After all, he is a monk of a great sect. Even though he has been in the Xuan Dynasty for less than ten years, he has a calm demeanor when he acts. Condensate, advance and retreat freely.
It was clear that You Zhongshan's escape technique couldn't keep up with the speed of his wind technique. After only a few back and forth, his black robe had been cut into pieces, making him very embarrassed.
Wan Feng's spells were performed smoothly and he was high-spirited. Seeing that low-level spells could not damage his roots, he decided to use his best small forbidden spell to bring his first battle to a successful conclusion.
There was a loud laugh, fingerprints flew, and a tornado was generated out of thin air. Zhengzheng trapped You Zhongshan in the tornado and kept rotating. The wind blade inside was like a steel knife, rotating and cutting.
In order to increase his momentum, he closed the distance between the two sides by half, which was also the range within which he could exert the maximum power of the tornado.
I saw that the tornado was getting bigger and bigger, and its speed was getting faster and faster. Even a stone would be torn into pieces in it.
Just when everyone thought the ending was set, a sudden change happened!
The tornado suddenly floated towards Wan Yifeng himself, which surprised him; he realized that this might be a law-following technique used by his opponent, following his wind magic power, and he was a little hesitant.
Should we give up mana output to keep the distance? Or should we continue to increase mana output and try to cut the opponent into pieces when he gets close?
He was a little unwilling to lose the opportunity of the tornado to wrap up his opponent, so he gave up this time. Once the opponent was mentally prepared, it would be difficult to wrap him up again.
In such a moment of hesitation, the distance between him and his own tornado had reached a very dangerous level. For Taoist monks, they were more accustomed to control and did not like to bet on life and death. With this concept, he finally decided
Give up casting, retreat to a safe distance first and then decide based on the situation.
But he was too slow to make a decision.
Suddenly, a huge force of attraction came from the tornado, making him unable to escape for a moment. Then, a pair of giant hands stretched out from the tornado and firmly grasped his feet. Everyone was horrified.
In his eyes, he was torn into two pieces...
Because the aftermath of the wind was not over, the blood flowing out of Wanyifeng was thrown into the sky, like a huge red flower blooming.
This scene was like a basin of ice water in the pocket, which chilled the members of the tour group.
They finally saw the ferocity of pirates and the real tragedy of life and death. When their opponents became murderous, they didn't even have room to struggle.
All the previous advantages now seemed to be just deliberate traps. They were individual cultivators. When the tornado dissipated and his vision returned to clarity, he discovered that almost all of the big man's blue robe was torn and fell with the wind, leaving streaks on his bronze skin.
White seals crisscrossed the area, but none of them could break through his defense, leaving no trace of blood behind.
The tornado blade collided with Tai Xiu's body strengthening technique, and Tai Xiu won completely.
You Zhongshan glanced disdainfully in the direction of the tour group and left proudly; he was here to show off his power and make these newbies feel timid and fearful.
In a real battle, once a monk has a mental block, it will be more difficult to exert his strength, and he will worry about gains and losses in the battle. This is where the sophistication of pirates lies. Even if they are facing these immature novices, they will still take every step and do nothing.
Don't go to extremes.
The most obvious thing is that the third monk who came on stage was obviously hesitant. Although he concealed his worries well, time does not lie.
There is a gap in my heart, and this battle will be difficult.
"How many leaders are there in the Cang Pirates? Are they all here?" Hou Zi was very curious.
Lao Cai sighed, "Anyway, I don't know any of them. I only know their names from Li Hai, poster Shen Yu Daoguang, Black Star Yuan Xizhi, Fenghou Luo Guanyu, Jinfan Huang Qigong, Giant Spirit You Zhongshan."
We have met You Zhongshan, one of them is well-deserved, but the other four are still unknown. Are they all here? Which ones are here? We will wait and see."
He stared at the battlefield with his eyes fixed on the battlefield, "This battle is difficult. Unless one person is killed, morale will not recover; even if it becomes a stalemate, it will not help. If one more person is killed..."
Hou Zi said quietly from the side: "Isn't that what you want? Maybe you can persuade them to close the team."
Lao Cai was speechless. Only now did he realize that the plan was the plan and the reality was the reality. As the sword cultivator said, if one or two more were killed, their entire plan would change.
There are no ordinary mortals here, they are all arrogant practitioners. As each of them grows up, they are burdened with heavy pressure. They may be young, but they are also full of potential. They are not dead wood, let alone support.
Mud that doesn't go up the wall.
If you don’t die in silence, you will explode in silence.
