The second battle has already begun, and Zhao Changhe faces a bearded man.
There are many types of Gu, including those that assist oneself, those that are used to attack like beasts, those that only take effect when entering the opponent's body, and those that produce various energy release effects.
At this moment, Zhao Changhe was faced with a strange kind of openness.
With a slap of the palm, the flames were blazing.
That's not a palm, it's a flame Gu.
For low martial arts, things like flames and thunder are very incomprehensible. It is not like losing a piece of health every time a fireball is fired in the game. Fire can directly burn people to death... Dibang Yanque does not dare to physically carry thunder.
The same goes for flames. Once ignited, you will at least be seriously injured.
Therefore, Suzaku's combat power is often overestimated. I always feel that Xuanwu is not as scary as Suzaku. In Maitreya's last battle, Suzaku's fire has little effect on Maitreya's body of a corpse demon. It is Suzaku.
This is the first situation she has encountered since she started practicing. Most of the time, her opponents do not dare to meet her flames head-on.
Zhao Changhe thinks that if this kind of Gu gets to China, it will at least be invincible on the battlefield... I wonder if there are many in number, and will it be difficult to cultivate?
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the sword was taken out, directly passing through the fire spurting from the front and reaching the palm of the opponent's hand.
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The Han people are stupid, why are you not afraid of fire?
He stopped his hand urgently, but the subtlety of his palm movements was far inferior to that of Meng Tai just now. How could he avoid Zhao Changhe's sword?
Hearing a "clang" sound, his palm suddenly became like gold and stone, blocking the sword!
Copper skin Gu!
But the next moment, the big man still screamed and retreated sharply. His palm was still scratched, and a fiery red Gu worm drilled his head out of his palm. It looked a little cute unexpectedly.
Gu insects can strengthen the skin's epidermis like gold, stone, copper and iron, but unfortunately, the ancient sword Dragon Emperor is a magic sword. Even if it does not exert special power, its material can cut through gold and jade.
The big man pushed the Gu insect's head back and bandaged his palms, still puzzled: "Why isn't Protector Si afraid of fire? You didn't use much powerful Qi to dispel the flames?"
Zhao Changhe smiled: "I told you that I also have Gu. My powerful Gu also has the resistance to fire Gu, so there is no conflict."
There is indeed no conflict, but everyone's voodoo has been cultivated for a long time. Not one person can possess countless voodoos. If you find one, just stuff it into your body. What about you, the oiran?
Are you really so lucky that the Gu worms you have cultivated since childhood are so accurate that they are just the right match for your opponent in this battle?
This time, even Sisi didn't understand, so she quietly asked Yue Hongling: "How did he avoid the fire?"
Yue Hongling was a little unconfident: "It feels like... he is close to flames and can disintegrate less strong flame energy... This person's flame Gu is just within his acceptable range. Strange, when did he practice it?"
Are there any fire related techniques?"
Sisi shook her head, I don’t know.
How could Zhao Changhe dare to tell them that this was the intention he and Huangfu Qing had when they kissed each other in the secret realm of Kunggang? That was a twenty-eight-winged fire snake, and this man's fire was the most powerful one. It's a pity that Huangfu Qing refused to practice dual cultivation, otherwise he would be afraid
It's not difficult to make him rewind the flames.
Zhao Changhe took a long breath, held his sword and asked again: "Who else wants to give me advice?"
"Whoosh!" An almost invisible Gu insect attacked from behind.
Zhao Changhe's ears twitched slightly, and on one side of his body, the Gu worm brushed past his neck, killing him directly in a sneak attack!
Zhao Changhe was not polite. He caught up with him with his sword and cut the Gu insect into two pieces.
The Gu insect flapped its wings and dodged the sword with great ease. It turned to the right and flew away, just as it was about to fall into the hands of a tall and thin man.
"Come back!" Zhao Changhe grabbed it with his left hand.
A whirlpool of energy surged forward, and the Gu insect seemed to be grabbed by invisible hands. It screamed, but could not fly even half an inch away.
Crane control skill!
The tall and thin man was shocked and reached out to pick up his invisibility Gu. However, the Gu screamed and rushed towards him. Its invisible wings scratched the fingers of the tall and thin man, dripping with blood.
The man withdrew his hand urgently. The sword light flashed in front of his eyes, and Zhao Changhe's sword was already directly at his throat!
"Stop!" Lei Zhentang suddenly took action, Miao Dao drew a strange arc, and stopped in front of Zhao Changhe's sword.
Zhao Changhe flicked his wrist, and the long sword exceeded the laws of physics. He moved half a minute faster and pierced the man's throat before Lei Zhentang could intercept it.
"Cang!" Miao Dao connected with the long sword at this moment. The powerful force shocked Zhao Changhe to withdraw his sword and retreat, but the man had already clutched his throat and fell to the sky.
There was an uproar in the hall.
Lei Zhentang pointed at Zhao Changhe and said sternly: "If you want to win a martial arts competition, who allows you to kill him?"
"He used the invisibility Gu to sneak attack on me. If I hadn't dodged, I would have been lying on the ground." Zhao Changhe's expression remained unchanged: "People respect me one foot, and I respect others ten feet. If anyone wants to kill me, then please
Go to hell first. I am always fair."
Lei Zhentang said calmly: "Who can be sure whether he just wants to press against your neck to make you admit defeat? In any case, whoever kills first will lose. Who has any opinion?"
Zhao Changhe laughed out loud: "The joint alliance has not yet been completed, but you have already made your statement."
He held his sword and asked again: "Who wants to fight!"
"I come!"
"I come!"
Several men jumped out and looked at each other for a while, all laughing.
Lei Zhentang's expression was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Regardless of the different cultures, the ethos of valuing heroes is common.
Others are willing to compete with this magical swordsman, but you have not yet joined forces, so what qualifications do you have to make a decision?
And many people in the field realized that this Si Laoye was facing a wheel battle, and he was not afraid, so heroic - if he could really win to the end, he would have nothing to say, he should be a seat, maybe many small tribes would be willing to listen to him
They listen to a little more than the other four tribes.
This is a hero.
Zhao Changhe looked at Lei Zhentang with a half-smile but said leisurely: "Clan Chief Lei is still standing here, does he mean to compete with me in person?"
Lei Zhentang said: "It seems to be all right?"
"Then Chief Lei has thought clearly. If you win, it's okay. If you accidentally lose in my hands, this Black Miao seat doesn't seem to be very secure..." Zhao Changhe pointed his long sword in the distance, and his smile suddenly faded.
: "Do you want a fight?"
Lei Zhentang's expression was gloomy and uncertain.
It's not that I think I will lose, but it's too ugly.
The patriarch of the most powerful ethnic group, recognized as the strongest in the field, came out to compete with a small tribe of several hundred people and an unknown guardian in the ring?
Do you feel proud when you win? If you are slightly injured, it will be something that people will talk about and ridicule for a year. Just think about what happened to Xue Canghai in the Central Plains.
What's more, Si Laoye fought many times in a row and was attrited. Can he really survive the wheel battle to the end? Let him be consumed, and someone else will have the final say in the end.
Thinking of this, Lei Zhentang winked at the group on the side and nodded slightly. Lei Zhentang finally smiled boldly: "How embarrassing is it for me to compete with a young man like you who is just starting out? This is your arena, continue.
Bar."
After saying that, he went back to his seat and continued to watch the competition calmly.
Zhao Changhe knew what he was thinking, and smiled nonchalantly. He suddenly took out a wine gourd and took a big sip: "The more you wear brocade clothes, the less heroes you have. It's a pity that a good friend is not here, so there are few people to drink with."
Pan Wan's eyes flashed with admiration, and she asked specifically: "You have fought three games in a row, do you want to rest?"
Zhao Changhe hung the gourd back on his waist, without looking back, and pointed his sword at the field: "It's a grand event, why bother to rest? The spirit clan comes out to test hundreds of clans with swords. If you have any special means, just come up!"
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PS: I’m late today, the reason why I’ve been away for a long time: I was reported, and I need to change some things. You still mess with me after such a clear book, tsk...
I also want to say something to the reporting dog. Your reporting is really useless, because this book is really clear, directional and chivalrous. No matter where you report it, you just change a few small words. It takes less than half an hour, and even my mentality is changed.
It won't have any impact...but it will cause tens of thousands of people to call your mother. Is it all worth it?
It’s been a long time since your peers have touched this book. After all, not everyone is so retarded. Wipe your red eyes and find another book, be good.
I recommend a book called "I practice more in the mysterious world", written by Gou Dao from both realms. If you are interested, you can read it~