"Daughter Yurou, why didn't you see Xiaoxuan show up on TV?" He Lingyu didn't know Chen Xuan's current situation.
Gu Yurou naturally knew that. She was sad inside, but she still managed to force a smile: "Auntie, Chen Xuan, he might not have to play, because we only need to win five games."
"But if Xiaoxuan goes first, wouldn't it be a sure win?" Chen Zhan was a little puzzled.
Fortunately, Gu Yurou thought quickly: "Chen Xuan means that we China can win without him playing. This further proves that our Chinese masters are better than Western masters..."
After listening to Gu Yurou's explanation, Chen Zhan and his wife still didn't understand. They were really looking forward to their son playing and defeating the foreign masters.
Seeing the anticipation on the faces of the two elders, Gu Yurou could only feel sad secretly.
"Now I announce that the martial arts competition has officially begun. Please send a martial arts master from both sides to the stage!"
Following the host's loud announcement, Lu Qitian was the first to step onto the stage.
The leader of the Tianmen Sect, who was once a leader in Nanyang, is now just a puppet controlled by the Witch King and Long Po's head-lowering technique.
However, in this way, Lu Qitian became much stronger than before.
There was only one emotion left in his mind, and that was hatred for Chen Xuan.
The sect leaders and ancestors cannot tell the depth of Lu Qitian's strength, but since God sent him to play first, he must have great confidence in this person.
"I'll fight him." Lu Wuji stood up and walked to the field.
The host held up the microphone and said loudly and excitedly: "The first battle will be between Lu Qitian, the leader of the Tianmen Sect, and Lu Wuji, the leader of the Mingluo Sect of the ancient martial arts world! Let us wait and see what the outcome of this battle between the two continents will be!"
Seeing Lu Wuji walking up, Lu Qitian's scarlet eyes stared at Lu Wuji, and then he roared, taking the lead, and the black lines on his body exuded a strange black aura.
The inner demon falls!
This is a powerful head-dropping technique that Chen Xuan has seen before. However, the power of ordinary head-dropping masters cannot be compared with those of the level of the Witch King and Dragon Po.
The Witch King and Long Po are powerful cultivators in Nanyang, and the cultivation system in Nanyang is different from that in China. Regardless of Qi refining or foundation building, the more people who are lowered by the lowering master, the more powerful the cultivation system of this lowering master will be.
It becomes more and more profound.
Especially lowering your head to a martial arts master like Lu Qitian can improve your cultivation.
Blessed by the surrender of inner demons, the true energy in Lu Qitian's body mutated and was no longer weaker than the ancient martial arts' true energy.
In addition, his speed and defense have also been greatly improved.
Seeing that Lu Qitian's inner demon was aroused, he moved his body and brought up the strong wind. The power was astonishing. Lu Wuji did not panic and concentrated the extremely pure ancient martial arts energy into his hands.
"The Great Dharma of Dark Luo Tun Sun" is activated!
This is the supreme secret skill of Ming Luo Sect. If you practice it to the extreme, you can achieve the powerful power of "when Ming Luo comes out, the sun and moon will lose light".
As soon as Lu Wuji activated this unique skill, Lu Qitian rushed in front of him and punched out. More than a dozen air vortexes exploded around him, enveloping him with violent black energy, completely covering Lu Wuji.
Lu Wuji's face was as heavy as water, and his right palm came forward first, catching Lu Qitian's fist move, and there was a loud bang, and a circle of air ripples spread out in all directions.
What followed was a series of fist exchanges and the sound of the air bursting. The audience in the stands could no longer see how many moves Lu Wuji and Lu Qitian had passed. They could only see two phantoms raging across the field like a storm. It was very thrilling.
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The first battle was so intense that audiences all over the world saw the battle between the top players. The scene was so sensational. It's just a pity that the latest models of cameras couldn't capture the fighting actions of the two.
The battle between the two continents lasted for about a minute. The Witch King Long Po suddenly frowned slightly. Then the thick black clouds in the field dissipated, and a figure flew out and fell in front of the two major surrender masters. It was the defeated Lu Qitian.
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Lu Wuji stood in the middle of the field, unscathed, with a look of pride on his face.
"Wow!" The Chinese people watching the battle let out loud cheers.
The sect leaders and ancestors each breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Wuji is indeed a formidable person. Not counting Chen Xuan and Shang Bohuai, Lu Wuji is the youngest person in the ancient martial arts world who is in the absolute martial arts realm. Being the first to fight did not disappoint them.
In the second scene, God sent the Witch King.
The Witch King and Long Po are both practitioners. If China wants to gain a chance to win, it is best to send out a practitioner.
So all the ancestors and clan heads all looked towards Yin Chonghua.
Yin Chonghua was about to come on the stage, but was overtaken by Shang Bohuai: "Queen Yin, you should deal with that old woman. I think the Witch King will go up first, so the Dragon Po's cultivation level may be higher than the Witch King."
Regarding Shang Bohuai's analysis, Yin Chonghua said nothing. It made no difference to her which cultivator she dealt with.
Seeing Shang Bohuai come on the stage and take out an erhu, a look of disdain appeared on the Witch King's face, and then the Nanyang Dharma practitioner took out a "necklace" from his wide-sleeved robe.
Seeing this necklace, all the spectators gasped.
It turns out that this necklace is wearing scary-looking skulls, and judging from the size of the skulls, they are actually those of a baby!
It is said that the most powerful spell-casting prop of the head-dropping master is the Gumantong. The so-called Gumantong is made from the corpse of an abandoned baby. The upper body is wrapped in cloth filled with scriptures and roasted on the fire until the baby's corpse is completely transformed.
Small and dry.
During this process, the head-dropping master continues to recite scriptures. When the ceremony is over, an evil soul is born in the body of the dead baby that can communicate with the head-turning master. After that, the head-turning master goes through various sacrifices to give Gumantong various possessions.
A special ability.
Shang Bohuai knew something about Nanyang Gumantong, but he had never seen the Witch King making Gumantong like this.
Now Shang Bohuai was glad that he was the one to play. It would have been very difficult for any other ancient warrior to deal with the Witch King's head-lowering technique.
"Children, go ahead." The Witch King grinned and shook the skull necklace in his hand.
The next moment, layers of black death aura emerged from the necklace, and ugly babies with strange smiles, sharp teeth and claws, and black pupils emerged from the death aura, and they rushed towards Shang Bohuai with a thick black mist.
Shang Bohuai's expression did not change, he plucked the erhu strings, his face showed a sad look, and he slowly recited an ancient poem: "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is springy with deep vegetation..."
His sound killing method not only requires the use of ancient martial arts energy, but also uses emotions to mobilize the changes in sound waves.
The more you can integrate your emotions into the sound of the erhu, the more powerful the sound killing method will be.
Therefore, every time Shang Bohuai used the sound-killing method, he would recite ancient poems that matched the sound of the piano.
The invisible sound waves turned into a steel horse visible to the naked eye and rushed towards the rushing Gumantong.
This scene was eye-opening for everyone who saw it. They were scared and reluctant to look away.
