After Yin Ningxuan left and had a cup of tea, Ma Long complained to himself in the room. But it was too late to say anything afterwards, even if he pointed at Yin Ningxuan's nose and cursed her now, it would be useless.
It didn't help, and besides, he didn't dare to do it.
The good impression Yin Ningxuan had left before was gone. I never expected that she would turn out to be a female gangster dressed in innocence!
But complaining is complaining, and life has to go on. Today is Saturday again, and it is time for the sect disciples to compete. The sect stipulates that no disciple is allowed to be absent without excuse, so Ma Long has to bite the bullet and go to participate, and his opponent
There is only one, and that is Yin Zhangqiu.
On the way to the central square, Ma Long sighed in his heart: The big sect is really not easy to get along with. If you don't have the strength, you will not only be bullied and ostracized by your brothers, but you will also be subject to unspoken rules by your sisters. How can you explain this!? Last time
Under the protection of the senior sister, my life was saved, but I lost my virginity again last night. As expected, there is no free lunch in the world...
When they arrived at the square, people were already sparring on the surrounding stone platforms. Ma Long still couldn't figure out the names of most of the people, but he only saw two disciples with somewhat impressive faces fighting on the stage, going back and forth.
The fight was evenly matched.
Seeing Ma Long's appearance, Yin Zhangqiu sneered: "I thought you were pretending to be sick and didn't dare to come. I won't be merciful this time, so be prepared!"
Ma Long was in a low mood now, so he still had time to argue with him, so he simply ignored his provocation and was still thinking about everything that had just happened.
Being ignored by Ma Long, Yin Zhangqiu was furious and said harshly, "Pretending to be mute now? I'll make you mute later!"
Each group of disciples in the classroom only had one platform to compete, so everyone else waited patiently. After about twenty minutes, the winner was finally determined in the fight on the stone platform. After the two people above came down, Yin Zhangqiu
Without stopping, he pushed aside the crowd and jumped onto the high platform.
He pointed condescendingly at Ma Long below: "Uncle Taishi, please! If I lose to you again today, I will kowtow to you!" He said through gritted teeth, vowing in his heart to repay the humiliation last time.
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Ma Long thought disdainfully, even if you kowtow to me until death, can you get my chastity back? Until now, Ma Long still can't let go of his loss of chastity.
But in the face of this provocation, he still bravely went on stage, thinking that it would be a good time to vent his depressed mood. Even if he was beaten, it might make him feel better.
The two stood on the stage, saluted each other, and the discussion began again. Because of Ma Long's appearance, it naturally attracted a lot of attention. Everyone still vividly remembered the discussion that happened last week. A week later,
Time, everyone wants to see if Ma Long, who has just entered the sect, will surprise everyone again?
Yin Zhangqiu no longer warmed up. As soon as the sparring began, he worked hard to release the immortal energy and gathered a ball of fire in his body. As the immortal energy gathered, the flame gradually grew larger at his heart. The entire high platform
, seemed to be enveloped by an invisible flame, and the temperature rose sharply.
Ma Long was unhurried, standing aside as if he were a bystander and watching coldly as he gathered the flames, without any reaction.
The people watching in the audience were surprised by Ma Long's indifference this time. Last time, Ma Long always took the lead and repeatedly attacked Yin Zhangqiu with magical spells that overwhelmed Yin Zhangqiu. But this time, Yin Zhang Qiu started to fight as soon as he came up, which was unfair.
Is this a good opportunity for a sneak attack and destruction? But this time Ma Long was uncharacteristically motionless, as if he was a wooden man.
Everyone was surprised by Ma Long's non-resistance attitude, and they couldn't guess what was going on in Ma Long's mind, so they all waited quietly to see how Ma Long would respond to the ensuing fire.
After about five minutes, a flame of about the same size finally gathered and took shape on Yin Zhangqiu's chest. The violent burning flames, with the fire that could devour everything, roasted the bricks on the ground black. It can be seen that
How hot it is.
Yin Zhangqiu held the ball of fire in the palm of his hand. Looking at the indifferent Ma Long in front of him, he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he could gather and shape the flame so smoothly without being harassed. In order to be able to smoothly turn the flame
After gathering together, he was fully prepared for how to deal with it if he was attacked by surprise. However, none of these plans were used, and the tactics he spent all night thinking about last night were in vain.
He glared at Ma Long with a hint of annoyance, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, and then said coldly: "Uncle Taishi, are you going to give up the competition without resistance? If you admit defeat, we will fulfill our bet.
Come on, kneel down and kowtow to me, and I can spare you and not use this ball of flames. Otherwise, swords and guns have no eyesight, and fire and water are ruthless, so I can’t guarantee that I won’t be able to hurt you at all!”
Ma Long smiled coldly: "How ruthless can a flame of this level be? It's not as hot as when I have a fever."
"What are you talking about!" Yin Zhangqiu was furious. Even though he had been ignored just now, he now compared the flames he had worked so hard to form to the temperature of his fever. This was obviously a roundabout way of mocking the low temperature of his flames.
"Then I'll let you taste the burning fire! This time the flames are not something ordinary water can resist!"
Ma Long originally wanted to use the water-generating technique to resist, but Yin Zhangqiu's last words reminded him that the intensity of the flames this time was indeed beyond what ordinary water could withstand. So he suddenly remembered the new ability he had just awakened - prayer.
Rain Technique!
Why not try the power of this new ability? Ma Long was eager to give it a try and focused all his attention on this competition. The golden elixir in his body began to release immortal energy, and the rain prayer technique began to operate.
As Ma Long opened his hands, the entire sky was instantly filled with dark clouds, and the gathering black clouds enveloped the entire stone platform.
The sudden change in the weather shocked everyone around, and their eyes were all attracted by the dark clouds above their heads. What's even more strange is that only the stone platform where Ma Long was sitting had layers of black clouds rolling around, while the others
The sun is still shining brightly!
This strange sight made everyone exclaim at the same time. Everyone's eyes in the entire square were attracted by the sudden black cloud. Even some disciples who were sparring on other stone platforms stopped and quietly looked towards this place.
While watching.
Without any lightning or thunder, and without any warning, the dark cloud suddenly began to rain heavily, pouring down. The huge raindrops were like dense bullets, falling on the stone platform unscrupulously, almost instantly.
Get Ma Long and Yin Zhangqiu wet all over.
Yin Zhangqiu was still shocked by the spectacle in front of him. When he saw the flames in his hands again, they were no longer as hot as before. And following the guidance in Ma Long's hands, the stone platform
The dark clouds above continued to overlap, and the area of falling rain gradually decreased. Finally, it was reduced to less than one meter of falling rain space, all concentrated on the position of the flame in Yin Zhangqiu's hand.
All the raindrops were concentrated in one place, falling faster and louder. After a while, the flames in Yin Zhangqiu's hands were like eggplants beaten by frost, wilting...
Divine magic!
Ma Long's figure was like a ghost, and he came to Yin Zhangqiu's eyes in the blink of an eye.
Powerful technique!
Ma Long's fist hit the stunned Yin Zhangqiu's chest hard with a powerful blow. With a muffled bang, Yin Zhangqiu's body fell to the bottom of the stone platform like a kite with its string broken.
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Silence, the entire square was silent except for the dense raindrops falling.
Another move, just like last time, another move, and Yin Zhangqiu was instantly killed.
Seeing the shocked Yin Zhangqiu getting up from the ground, Ma Long said to him coldly: "I know you are still dissatisfied!"
Ma Long's eyes scanned the faces of everyone around him one by one, and then he slowly pointed his hand at each disciple studying in the same class as him.
"I know you are not convinced either... Come!" Ma Long raised his fingers at all of them and said contemptuously, "Today, you all come together!"
