"Fellow Taoist Yixu misunderstood, this Taoist Ning Chenning is the tenth person." Kong Zengpeng answered with a smile.
Yixu frowned when he heard this, his eyes flickered, he stared at Ning Chen, and lectured, "Everyone here is your senior, what are you doing, showing off how good you are at holding breath?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Ning Chen's lips, and he ignored him at all. Instead, he asked Kong Zengpeng, "By the way, I haven't asked what kind of communication method this is, one person per game, or a competition?"
"It's a one-man game. Everyone has a chance to take action. It doesn't matter which game you want to fight." Kong Zengpeng said hurriedly.
Seeing that Ning Chen ignored him, the Japanese side became even more angry. A young monk suddenly jumped into the arena and yelled at Ning Chen in Japanese!
Ning Chen didn't know Japanese, but he could still understand some simple words, so he smiled and said, "It seems that this first scene is mine?"
"Senior Bu Laoning appears, let me take care of this monk." Among the nine young monks who had been silent before, a young monk in gray robes took a step forward with a low eyebrow and slowly came to
In front of the young monk.
"This is the monk from Mount Putuo." Fang Zhen said on the side, "The monks from Mount Putuo and Japan can be said to have a feud. As for the reason, it is said that they were almost exterminated back then."
"Understood." Ning Chen said.
Seeing the appearance, the monk over there was not surprised. He just glanced at Ning Chen with disdain, took out a piece of wooden fish, and started banging it with a "clang clang".
The sound of wooden fish came out one after another, and Zhou Mengyao felt her brain shake, and then she began to feel dizzy and a little nauseous, but then a cool energy came from Ning Chen's palm, which was holding her hand.
After turning around in his body, the dizzy feeling disappeared instantly.
Smiling sweetly at Ning Chen, Zhou Mengyao asked in a low voice, "Is this a sonic attack?"
"Absolutely. Infuriating energy is accompanied by sound waves, which are as powerful as ultrasonic waves." Ning Chen replied in a low voice.
Zhou Mengyao looked around and saw that the other party was not close to her. When the sound wave arrived, except for her own cultivation, which was too weak to resist, the others' expressions did not change.
The monk in the field also used sound waves to sound waves, but he did not use any magic weapon. Instead, he directly put his hands together and started chanting sutras. Because he was facing the young monk, most of the power was borne by him.
"This is the Zhengfahua Sutra, which can clarify the mind and nature, and can also destroy demons and exorcise evil spirits. After reading and reciting it for decades, it has already entered the hall and can be used to fight the enemy." Monk Datong of Qixia Temple on the side praised.
Ning Chen smiled and said nothing. The sonic attack was a tangible and weakened version of the spiritual attack. It seemed to be unique to the earth, at least he had never seen it in Bilan Continent.
Liao Jian and the young monk exchanged sound waves, and the sound waves rushed to everyone. Zhou Mengyao of China was protected by Ning Chen's true essence, but Takeuchi Ryusheng did not have such a good life. He seemed to be brought to the world by some big boss.
At this time, he was hiding behind a middle-aged Onmyoji, covering his ears with all his strength. Even so, he still frowned and felt uncomfortable.
"Can Master Luo Jian win?" Zhou Mengyao asked worriedly.
"No problem, it will be soon. The monk's cultivation is not as good as him, and Muyu's rhythm has been messed up." Ning Chen replied.
Sure enough, less than a minute after Ning Chen finished speaking, even Zhou Mengyao could tell that something was wrong with the sound of the monk knocking on the wooden fish. Yixu's face changed. Just as he was about to speak to the monk, he heard the monk shouting, "
Hey!"
"Poof!" The young monk spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly became weak.
"Access." He Shi said when he saw it.
The young monk suppressed the taste of rust in his throat, bowed with an expressionless face, then forcibly swallowed another mouthful of blood, turned around and returned to the Japanese camp.
"Okay!" Hua Guo cheered loudly.
"True words." Kong Zengpeng looked back and said.
"Yes, Grandpa." A young man with glasses, a strong figure and casual clothes came out.
The disciples of the Confucius family are mixed in the world of cultivation, and they prefer to practice martial arts. You must know that the six arts of a gentleman since ancient times are the comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, body, art, and labor. Although they do not know magic, with the Confucian scholars’ decades of cultivation of Qi, ordinary magic cannot hurt them.
And if they actually take action, their awe-inspiring aura will not be weaker than ordinary cultivation methods.
Apparently the Japanese knew this situation very well, so they sent a samurai to attack the enemy with evil spirit. Because of his experience, although Kong Zhenyan was better in cultivation, he had less hands-on experience, and was finally wounded by the opponent's sword.
Left arm, defeated.
…
The competition continued, and everyone did not take the stage in order based on their level of cultivation. They just looked at their mood, and then arranged the manpower according to the candidates sent by the opponent, or those who had old grievances before would also quarrel with each other.
Everyone's cultivation level is not high, and each game does not take long. Before lunch, Ning Chen has already finished the previous nine games. Hua Guo won five games, but it was at least a draw that was locked in advance.
Ning Chen looked at the last monk on the opposite side. He was an Onmyoji and a girl. Although he was good-looking, his face was expressionless and there was a deathly air in his eyes. It made people not want to see the next one after just one glance.
Eryan is a proper villain, completely different from the cute characters in Japanese comics.
At this moment, Akutagawa Kaede turned around and whispered a few words to the woman. Others could not hear it, and Ning Chen could not understand it. Only Fang Zhen frowned and said, "This woman's name is Eri Chika, and she is a very talented Onmyoji."
, It was quite sunny before, why has it become like this now?"
"It's just that he's too talented, so he provoked beings he couldn't afford to offend." Ning Chen shook his head. Others couldn't tell, but he could feel the strong death energy in Eri Qianxiang's body, slowly wearing away her
Vitality, according to her current cultivation level, I am afraid that she will not live to be thirty years old.
"The legendary Onmyoji's exclusive pet, the Shikigami?" Ning Chen thought secretly in his heart.
I saw Eri Qianxiang slowly walking out and facing Ning Chen without saying a word. Zhou Mengyao looked so frightened that she even sweated nervously while holding Ning Chen's hand.
Ning Chen slowly patted the back of Zhou Mengyao's hand to express comfort, and then walked out leisurely.
"Admit defeat, or die." Eri Chika said indifferently.
"I have a little question." Standing in front of Eri Qianxiang, Ning Chen asked with a smile, "If I kill your shikigami, will you die directly? This is an exchange meeting after all, dead people
That’s not going to be good.”
Eri Qianxiang's face was still expressionless, but her hands had begun to form seals, "Let's see who of you kills whom!"
Ning Chen waited quietly, and saw Eri Qianxiang's fingers and wrists constantly changing. It took more than ten seconds before the last seal was formed.
The aura of death suddenly became strong, a black mist condensed behind her, and a translucent figure loomed in the black mist!