"Jie Yexian, I want to see your Japanese soul-summoning magic and learn how many layers of fur we have in China." Mr. Bancheng said proudly.
His attitude was calm and confident.
Moreover, it is also a very smart way to challenge Yuyexian by half-sen.
Yuyexian, the Japanese Onmyoji, was originally unwilling to their Xiangdao practice circle.
Mr. Bancheng was the first to stand up to challenge Yuyexian. As long as he defeated Yuyexian, his reputation would reach a new height.
It can be said that it is a matter of gaining fame and fortune.
The other masters regretted not being the first to play just now.
As Mr. Bancheng came on the stage to challenge Yuyexian, a burst of cheers broke out from the center of Xiaoqingzhou Island.
The juniors in Xiangdao practice circle who were watching the game were so excited.
Unexpectedly, in the first battle, we can see the long-famous lay Buddhist in Xiangdao against the Japanese Onmyoji who everyone hates on the scene.
"Mr. Luo, I want to congratulate you in advance for defeating the Japanese Onmyoji tonight, which has added luster to our Chinese cultivation circle!" A young man said flatteringly.
He also directly expanded the scope of the impact of this battle from Xiangdao to the whole of China.
Luo Xun was very helpful to hear it.
"With my master taking action, Yuyexian will go back to Japan in the first battle!"
"Maybe I can't go back, haha!" The juniors couldn't help laughing.
However, Chen Xuan shook his head secretly when he heard this.
All these practitioners on Xiangdao have underestimated the cultivation level of Yexian.
If you are so arrogant, I am afraid that after tonight, the Xiangdao practice circle will become a shame.
Of course, Chen Xuan did not intend to kindly remind these people.
Let these frogs in the well recognize the reality.
Moreover, even if Chen Xuan spoke to remind Yuyesheng that his strength should not be underestimated, no one at the scene would believe him.
"Yue Yexian, do you dare to face the challenge?" Mr. Bancheng was suddenly angry when he saw that Yuye Xian was silent.
A mere Japanese Onmyoji came from afar, and he still dared to pretend to be a master in front of more than a dozen of their Xiangdao masters?
On Yuye's slightly pale face, his eyes moved slightly, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He said in Chinese, which was not smooth, "Sorry, I won't agree to your invitation to fight."
The scene suddenly became an uproar.
Many practitioners were stunned for a second or two when they heard Yuye Xian's challenge from rejecting the lay Buddhist half-sen.
Immediately, a strong burst of ridicule burst out around, mostly from the younger generations.
"Haha, the so-called famous Japanese Onmyoji is just like this. I don't dare to take on the first battle. It's too unsuccessful!"
"I think it's just that my strength is low and I dare not take it!"
"Since you don't even dare to take on the first battle, hurry up and go back to Japan!"
Hearing these sarcasms, Yuno Sheng always kept a calm smile. He shook his head and said, "Mr. Bancheng, you are not my opponent, so we don't need to waste our time."
"What?" Mr. Bancheng glared at his eyes and climbed up his old face in anger.
"You Japanese monks have learned about my Chinese Yahui from ancient times to the present, and they still dare to speak out loud here?"
Only then did everyone realize that Yuye Xian was not shrinking, but looked down on their masters of Xiangdao!
This made the practitioners of Xiangdao unable to bear it and all started to scold.
"Mr. Bancheng, if you can beat my student Hasegawa, I will agree to compete with you." Yui Yexian closed her eyelids slightly and said lightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man wearing a black Onmyoji hunting suit walked out behind him, looking quite restrained.
When Mr. Bancheng saw it, he became even more angry. Yuyexian actually asked his disciple to fight him, which was completely despised him.
"Okay, since you look down on my Chinese magic, don't blame me for being ruthless to your disciple!"
From this moment on, Mr. Bancheng decided not to abide by the rules of the meeting point for the practice of the Dharma.
Because there is nothing to keep up with Japanese practitioners.
Master Xuanyin and other master Xiangdao all accused the words of Mr. Bancheng.
"Since you Xiangdao takes the initiative to break the rules, my students will not hold back. Please be careful by Mr. Bancheng." Yuyexian chuckled, as if she wished these Xiangdao masters would not abide by the rules.
Mr. Banseki was almost furious by Yunoxian's words. He shouted in a deep voice: "Hassegawa, right? Come out quickly and pick me up the magic!"
"Add to the on-young master Hasegawa, please give me advice." Hasegawa walked into the scene. At this moment, he was no longer reserved, but a hint of pride appeared.
This actually made the practitioners of Xiangdao even more disdainful.
A mere intern Onmyoji, who is equivalent to a casual cultivator like Chen Xuan, is a poor practitioner. How could he be a rival to a half-chuang lay Buddhist?
"Mr. Luo, this Hasegawa looks too weak. I'm afraid your master doesn't need to take action. Mr. Luo can defeat Hasegawa with just one small trick!"
Luo Xun said proudly: "If it weren't for the theme of fighting tonight's battle, I would have taken the stage instead of the master and teach a lesson to Yuyexian's disciples."
Spirit-summoning is a relatively advanced magic for the world's practice circles.
Even the best of the younger generation like Li Cha and Luo Xun cannot control them stably.
Otherwise Luo Xun would have rushed to the field long ago.
The rules that were finally reached were broken, but Mr. Bansei decided to defeat Hasegawa with his soul-summoning technique, and then forced Yuno to face the battle.
He took out a straw man wearing ancient soldiers' clothes, and then muttered something and began to do it.
On the other hand, Hasegawa took out a white paper cut into a human shape from his sleeves in a gentle manner.
Unlike the lay Buddhists who recite the magic formula and cast the magic tricks, Hasegawa's right index finger and middle finger are put together, and a faint light emits a trace of the paper man holding the left hand, and marks the void.
"Master, Hasegawa also used the soul-summoning technique?" Li Cha asked in confusion.
Huang Wenchu's lips moved and said, "That's right, the Japanese Onmyoji is good at sealing ghosts on special talisman paper, and then casting spells to summon it. The paper man is called Shikigami."
The practitioners around him were very knowledgeable when they heard Huang Wenchu’s speech, and thought that they were worthy of being the number one master of magic in Xiangdao, and they were indeed very knowledgeable.
On the other side, Bai Yuaner also looked at her master Yan Linggu.
"Master, Mr. Bansheng should be able to beat Hasegawa steadily?"
"Mr. Bancheng has been practicing Taoism in Xiangdao for decades, and is the same generation as me. It is natural that there is no problem to fight against that intern Onmyoji." Yan Linggu's voice was a little cold and erratic. Ordinary people didn't know if she was a human being when they heard something.
ghost.
In the first battle, everyone felt that there was no suspense.
Yan Linggu seemed to have inadvertently glanced at Chen Xuan behind the group of juniors.
She noticed Chen Xuan's arrival from the beginning.
But Chen Xuan did not bring Shen Binglan, which surprised Yan Linggu a little.
If Shen Binglan was present, Yan Linggu would use the excuse that she knew the cause of Shen Binglan and tricked Shen Binglan from Chen Xuan.
With Shen Binglan as the psychic medium, Yan Linggu knew that she would win tonight.
However, with a powerful relic and his disciple Bai Yuaner is also a good psychic, Yan Linggu is also very confident in the fight tonight.