Eight hundred and fortieth chapters Qinglian show power
As a person with a hostile stance, Yang Tianxuan certainly did not want Zongyuan to continue to win and obtain a quota. So when Zongyuan proposed such a condition, he immediately thought, should he accept it? The opposite of interest is risk, and the holy religion
There was only one quota for one side. If he lost, he would have no way to explain it to the Holy Lord, but if he didn't agree, he would feel unwilling to do so.
After several thoughts passed through his mind, he seemed to have made up his mind. He glanced deeply at the divine child with twinkling eyes. The latter understood what he meant, his face suddenly turned pale, and he nodded imperceptibly. Then he
Staring at Zong Yuan resentfully, he said sternly: "Okay, I accept your challenge. The loser will be a servant for life and give up the competition for the quota in this genius conference!"
Zong Yuan was slightly surprised. What he just said was just to undermine the other party's confidence, but he didn't expect him to accept it. This made him wary. If the other party dared to take such a big risk, then there must be a very high chance of winning, but
What does he rely on?
In the audience, Zhang Jun also had a worried look on his face. He kept observing the spiritual child with Buddha eyes, but found nothing unusual. He had the same doubt as Zong Yuan in his heart. What was he relying on?
Although he couldn't figure it out, Zhang Jun didn't dare to be careless. He glanced in the direction of Qinglian and saw that she had just finished a battle and was preparing for the next round of battle. He immediately waved to Qinglian, and she nodded slightly and walked quickly.
As they came forward, the master and apprentice murmured a few words in a low voice, and within a moment Qinglian walked towards Zongyuan.
At this moment, Zong Yuan was confronting someone. He suddenly saw Qing Lian coming up. He seemed to understand something and said with a smile: "Honey, are you worried that I can't beat this loser?"
Qinglian smiled shyly, suddenly came closer, and kissed Zongyuan on the lips. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a powerful life force entered Zongyuan's body through her lips and lurked.
Qinglian's magical power is called "The Magical Power of Life", which she possesses after refining the Life Gem. This magical power can instantly increase a person's combat effectiveness and can quickly heal a person's injuries. She was previously instructed by Zhang Jun to secretly
Apply magical powers to Zong Yuan to help him secure victory in the next battle.
"Kiss me more often, because you are about to become a dead person!" the child of the divine warrior said viciously.
After Qinglian stepped down, Zongyuan turned around and smiled, saying: "I know you have a trump card, but it's a pity that it's useless to me!"
"Kill!" The child of the divine warrior shouted, and his body crashed into Zong Yuan like a cannonball. Bright brilliance erupted from his body, and wind and thunder rose together with fierce power. A gust of wind swept over, and his palms transformed into dozens of shapes.
Dao Fist Shadow, each fist shadow has the lethality of breaking gold and cracking rocks.
"Awesome! His speed is too fast and his strength is too strong, making each of his fists extremely powerful. Even an adult with half-step magical power may not be able to catch it!" someone exclaimed.
Zhang Jun had been looking through the Buddha's eyes. At this moment, he saw that a violent energy suddenly erupted from the body of the child of the divine warrior. It happened to spurt out along with his punches. The power of each punch attack was extremely powerful.
, more than doubled all of a sudden. In this case, if Zong Yuan resisted rashly, he would definitely suffer a loud noise, or even be seriously injured.
"Go all out!" Zhang Jun shouted softly.
Zongyuan's heart moved, and the magical power that Qinglian entered his body began to explode. In an instant, he felt that his body was full of energy, and his combat power increased by 30%. What was even more incredible was that his spiritual power increased by at least
Twice as much! When the opponent's fist was about to hit, he suddenly activated his mind-panning technique to interfere with the opponent's mind.
The advantage of the divine warriors is that they are physically powerful and genetically powerful, but their mental power is weak. This disadvantage can be seen from the fact that another child of the divine warriors failed in the first level of the mental power test. And Zongyuan's mind disk technique is also
Not inferior to Zhang Jun, he was even better than his master. As if a bolt of lightning pierced into his consciousness, the child of the divine warrior staggered, and his infinitely powerful move came to an abrupt end, leaving him unable to follow up.
Zhang Jun's mind-reading technique came from the Yuan family in Nanyang. The Yuan family inherited it from Yuan Tiangang. This mind-reading technique is extremely mysterious and is good at controlling people's hearts. Especially after Xiao Longnu passed away, she repeatedly calculated this technique, and in the original
It has been sublimated on the basis of . Now the Heart Pan Technique used by Zong Yuan is very different from the one used by Zhang Jun in the past, and its power has been greatly improved.
No matter how powerful he was, this child of the divine warrior could not use it because his consciousness went blank for a moment. Zongyuan seized this moment and blasted out his iron fist, hitting the opponent's chest hard.
"Crack!"
The child of the divine warrior had his sternum exploded and his internal organs damaged. He grunted and fell off the stage like a kite with its string cut off. After struggling for a few times, he could not stand up again. At this time, his face was full of despair. He couldn't stand at all.
He didn't dare to look in the direction of Yang Tianxuan. Yang Tianxuan trembled all over, his face was as gloomy as if it was about to rain, and he clenched his fists fiercely.
"You were defeated before you could explode. Damn it, damn it!" He roared in his heart, wishing he could rush forward immediately and beat Zong Yuan to death with one palm.
After defeating his opponent, Zong Yuan glanced in the direction of Yang Tianxuan, with a harmless smile on his face, and then said to Zhang Jun: "Dad, don't let me beat him to death, and I want to accept him as a servant."
Zhang Jun smiled and walked over happily. First, he patted the child's head bit by bit, and then the biochip hidden in the nerves shattered with a "click". Without the biochip, the Holy Cult will not be able to use it again in the future.
He controlled him. Then, he called Qinglian and used his magical power of life and his supreme medical skills to quickly stabilize the child's injury.
Zongyuan stood aside and said to him with a smile: "From now on, you will be mine and will no longer have anything to do with the Holy Religion. Don't worry, the chip in your body has expired, and the Holy Religion will no longer be able to control you."
The child of the spirit was stunned. The main reason why he was loyal to the Holy Religion was the function of the biochip. The biochip could not only monitor their thoughts and status, but also affect their minds, having a brainwashing influence.
Under this influence, every divine warrior is fearless and loyal. Now that there is no chip, his mind suddenly becomes clear.
With thousands of thoughts in his mind, he nodded gently, but still did not dare to look in the direction of Yang Tianxuan. Zong Yuan said lightly: "Don't be afraid, follow me to the popular drinker, the man named Yang Tianxuan
To me, it’s just like shit.”
When Yang Tianxuan saw this scene from a distance, he was absolutely furious. In order to cultivate such a ninth-level god under the age of ten, the Holy Religion spent so much money that it was unimaginable, and yet he was defeated like this. He was so worried
He snorted and shouted: "The bet cannot count!"
"Don't count?" Zhang Jun's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at Yang Tianxuan coldly, "Yang Tianxuan, although I know that you members of the Holy Cult are shameless, I didn't expect you to be so shameless! If you didn't acquiesce,
This child dares to accept a gamble? If you can’t afford to lose, then don’t gamble. Now that you’ve gambled, you must be willing to accept defeat!”
"Hmph!" Yang Tianxuan didn't flinch, "Such a big matter, related to the fairness of the competition, requires twelve seniors to judge!"
The twelve saintly masters had been watching silently. After listening to Yang Tianxuan's words, a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a green shirt and a wide robe with long sleeves said calmly: "Once a word is spoken, it is difficult for a horse to chase it."
Li Daojun nodded slightly and said, "There is no need to say more if a person has no faith."
A skinny old monk opened his eyes slightly. He didn't say anything, just sighed softly. But everyone could understand what he meant. The old Zen master obviously still leaned toward Zhang Junfang. Shengjiao and Zhang
They all belong to the three religions, so it is difficult for other religions to interfere in their fight, so the other nine great masters cooperated and said nothing. After all, it is a good thing for them to lose one competitor.
The three big bears of Middle-earth all expressed their opinions. No matter how brave Yang Tianxuan was, he did not dare to object anymore. He could only glare at Zhang Jun with a bitter look. And the child of the divine warrior was also smart. Seeing that the situation was decided, he ignored it.
After feeling injured, he stood up and bowed to Zongyuan: "See you, Master!"
Zongyuan grinned: "Yes, you won't regret following me. I think you have good qualifications, and you may be able to go further on the road of spiritual practice in the future."
After this battle, there were several more battles, and Qinglian on the other side finally faced off against the tall white kid, who was a Roman Catholic and very powerful.
This tall white kid had a malicious look on his face. He touched his chin and said with a strange smile: "Little girl, are you that kid's wife?"
This white child's Chinese is very poor and sounds very blunt. Although these children are all born with geniuses and high intelligence, it is troublesome to learn a language. Therefore, although they all master multiple languages, they are only proficient in it and their pronunciation is not the same.
standard.
Listening to the other party's weird accent, Qinglian responded in standard Italian: "Your Chinese is terrible, so just speak your mother tongue."
The white child felt very humiliated, his face darkened, and he said, "Now, it's our turn to fight. How do you think I should deal with you?"
"I should be the one to ask this question. You have been playing tricks on Brother Zongyuan, and I will not agree." Qinglian said calmly, "If you choose to admit defeat now, I can make you step down with dignity."
"Joke!" The white kid showed the tattoo on his arm, which was a series of complex runes. "I only have three moves to defeat you!"
Qinglian was not angry and said calmly: "I will not lose."
As soon as her mind moved, her nine consciousnesses began to move. Due to her reaching half-step of supernatural power, her seventh consciousness, Mana consciousness, had been completely transformed into the wisdom of equality, and the first six consciousnesses had also been transformed into wisdom, and wisdom is also a kind of spiritual power.
, possessing great power.
In a daze, the tall white child was suddenly cut off from his five senses and six consciousnesses. His eye consciousness, ear consciousness, nose consciousness, tongue consciousness, body consciousness, and consciousness were all cut off at once. He could not see or hear.
He cannot be seen, smelled, tasted, touched, and even has no will of his own. He suddenly becomes a walking zombie.
As soon as this technique was performed, even Zhang Jun was shocked. His eyes suddenly opened and he said: "The power of six senses!"
Heibalang's eyes also shone with wonder, and he praised: "It's amazing! Qinglian just learned the Yuan family's mind-disc technique, and can use it on the spot to bring out the wisdom of the six senses in the form of mind-disc technique."
"Amitabha!"
The whole body was bathed in golden light, and Zen Master Huankong had lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes. He announced the Buddha's name and said to Li Daojun, "You are born with nine consciousnesses. If you enter my Buddhist door, you will definitely be able to magnify the Buddha's Dharma."
Li Daojun smiled slightly: "Monk, just give up on this idea. She is my Taoist disciple."
Zen Master Huankong also smiled slightly: "This girl has the root of wisdom. Once she opens the eighth consciousness, she can ignite the karma of others. At that time, no one under Da Luo can subdue her."
Li Daojun's eyes turned cold and he said coldly: "Monk, you'd better not make any plans, otherwise I will demolish your ruined temple."
"Amitabha, fellow Taoist, you are worrying too much!" the monk quickly expressed his stance.
The tall white boy was cut off from his six senses, his channel for contact with the outside world was closed, and he suddenly fell into boundless fear. Qinglian walked up to him calmly, took out her lipstick and slapped a big smear on his face.
Red cross. When she stepped away, the white child's six senses were reconnected. He suddenly yelled and wanted to attack Qinglian viciously.
At this moment, the verdict came out: Xuanhuang Little World, Qinglian wins, and gets two points; Roman Catholic, Binli loses, and loses two points.
The white boy Binli shook his fist fiercely, and then walked off the stage dejectedly. But he was lucky. Just after fighting Qinglian, his next opponent turned out to be Zongyuan. Zongyuan and Qinglian were in the same group, so they just accumulated
All his anger was transferred to the former, and he shouted at Zongyuan: "I'm going to kill you!"