Wang Dalu's smiling face looked so vicious in the eyes of Du Chun and most of the Dao Chi Sect's elders and disciples.
Even after Du Chun apologized to everyone in Nanshan City, he still had no intention of leaving.
He looked back at Qin Lang's position, as if he had made a difficult decision, and bowed to Wang Dalu.
This made all the monks present confused and did not understand the purpose of Du Chun doing this.
Just listen to Du Chun speak.
"I also ask the prince to spare my scoundrel disciple. I promise that my disciple will never step out of the Dao Chi Sect's mountain gate from now on."
Qin Lang burst into tears after hearing this. He knelt there and kept chanting the word "master" in his mouth.
Wang Dalu didn't expect that he would be so unwilling to give in when he asked the old man Du Chun to admit his mistakes to his face, but he would actually lower his head to beg him for his bastard disciple.
Wang Dalu looked at Du Chun who was bowing in front of him, and his mind changed a lot.
"I originally wanted to kill him, but if you keep saying this, I will only destroy his cultivation."
Du Chun wanted to beg again, but Qin Lang stood up and roared at Wang Dalu.
"Okay, even if you don't come for me, I will come for your life!"
Yuntian raised his eyes and said to Du Chun.
"Elder Du, come back."
Du Chun came to Qin Lang's side and shook his head.
After Qin Lang solemnly kowtowed to Du Chun three times, he flew to the field and took out the black gong ruler and looked at Wang Dalu.
Wang Dalu also flew towards the stage, with vitality surging around his body, and everyone in the field could see his cultivation level of one foot in the void.
He put his hands behind his hands and said calmly to Qin Lang.
"I just said that I will only destroy your cultivation and save your life."
Qin Lang felt Wang Dalu's cultivation and said with hatred.
"Do you think you can be my opponent after entering the Ningxu realm? It was just my unpreparedness that allowed you to succeed. Today I want to avenge the tragic death of my relatives in Wuwei Fort."
The people around pointed at the two people on the field and felt that Wang Dalu was arrogant by nature. Although he had reached the realm of Ningxu Yi Zhang at a young age, it still pales in comparison with Qin Lang's Ningxu Two Zhang cultivation level. But Wang Dalu was arrogant by nature.
Dalu pretended not to take Qin Lang seriously.
At this moment, when everyone was concentrating, Qin Lang launched his magic spell, and a hundred or ten inch long green spikes appeared out of thin air in front of him.
There was an extremely strong rotten smell coming from those spikes.
All the monks in the field knew that these spikes were corrosive and would turn into a pool of blood within a few moments of being touched, which was extremely vicious.
Seeing that Wang Dalu still had no intention of taking action, Qin Lang said loudly with blue veins on his face.
"go!"
Those spikes carried the hissing sound of the wind and thrust towards Wang Dalu.
Wang Dalu used the Sanyunbu movement technique, and three figures instantly appeared in the field, which attracted the onlookers to marvel.
Except for the strange expressions on the faces of the Dao Chi Sect, which were extremely ugly, the monks from other sects all looked sideways and their eyes lit up.
Wang Gang smiled and nodded. His son had indeed grown a lot after not seeing him for several years, which was enough to make his father proud.
The great monks invited by the old turtle were all surprised that someone in the Eastern Wilderness could actually create such a weird movement technique.
Qin Lang saw that Wang Dalu only knew how to dodge using Yunbu's movement skills, thinking that he did not dare to confront him head-on, so he gritted his teeth and forcibly summoned a green worm that was more than ten feet long.
The body of the worm was still carrying a more corrosive liquid. As the bloated and ugly body of the worm slowly moved, bursts of acid smoke began to appear on the field.
As Qin Lang's left hand kneaded faster and faster, and his right hand held up the gong ruler to send more vitality to the huge worm, the worm opened its teeth and sprayed mucus at Wang Dalu.
When the fake body that Wang Dalu transformed into as a cover was even touched by this mucus, it instantly turned into nothingness, and his vitality returned to Wang Dalu's true body.
Qin Lang found the opportunity, collected the poisonous stings in the sky, and combined the human and ruler to attack Wang Dalu with the worms.
The space that Wang Dalu can display is getting smaller and smaller, and he is about to be forced to retreat by Qin Lang and that worm.
Everyone didn't understand why Wang Dalu, who was already at Ningxu's cultivation level, didn't open the beast armor for defense, and placed himself high in the air to weaken the worm's attack by half.
The old man in white walked across Qiu towards Gurong.
"Gu Dao, do you see what this kid has in mind?"
Gudao shook his head, but looked at Wang Gang, hoping that Wang Gang would come and answer their questions.
Wang Gang didn't know what Wang Dalu was thinking, and secretly blamed Wang Dalu for being too big.
"Die!"
Qin Lang shouted at the top of his lungs to Wang Dalu in front of him.
The three-foot-long ink ruler he held in his hand had a four- to five-inch sharp edge and was pierced directly into the chest of Wang Dalu, who was very close to him and had no way to retreat.
He hated Wang Dalu so much that he didn't take him seriously and didn't release Brother Ningxu's beast armor to resist at the last moment.
But nothing mattered to Qin Lang. Wang Dalu had to pay with his life for his contempt.
Qin Lang couldn't wait any longer and desperately wanted to kill Wang Dalu to avenge his father and all his relatives.
But when the ink ruler touched Wang Dalu's chest, a white light flashed before his eyes and Wang Dalu's figure disappeared.
Everyone in the audience was shocked to find that Wang Dalu disappeared out of thin air in front of Qin Lang, then dodged twice in the field and settled a dozen feet away from Qin Lang's back.
The great monks present are all discerning people. Even the great monks who have reached the realm of mayflies did not perceive the teleportation technique that Wang Dalu just performed. So it can only be heard that Dongyang College has it.
The breathless technique of chasing the sun.
Gu Rong said at this time.
"This is Dongyang Academy's Sun-Chasing Movement. It's really good. It can be said to be on par with the Moon-Chasing Movement of China."
The old man named Ji Bu among the people said.
"Why, Brother Gu has ever seen someone perform the moon-chasing movement technique in China?"
Gurong nodded and said.
"When I went to the Yuyi Sect to look for Yutong, I saw that the female disciple named Lu beside Yutong had performed the Moon-by-Yue movement technique on a moonlit night, but it was as silent and traceless as it is today."
"but..."
Gurong was suspicious.
When Wang Gang heard this, he thought there was something wrong with Wang Dalu's practice and hurriedly asked.
"Mr. Gu, if you have something to say, please just say it."
Hengqiu urged Gu Rong to speak quickly and don't rattle everyone's appetite.
Gu Rong smiled.
"Master Wang, don't worry. I just learned that Chasing the Sun and Chasing the Moon are originally yin and yang. When monks practice a yang sutra and a yin sutra, they rely on the energy of the morning yang and the first moon to perform. That's why you and I, the monks,
It cannot be perceived with spiritual consciousness. But I heard Yutong say that absorbing the energy of the moon is extremely time-consuming. Without decades of accumulation, it is impossible to perform the movement of the moon. But Mr. Wang's son is so young... Could it be that this Yang Jing
Is it much easier to practice than vaginal menstruation?”
When Wang Dalu used Chasing Sun to easily avoid the fatal blow that everyone thought was inevitable, Du Chunhuo stood up with a worried look on his face.
Before the competition started, Du Chun had a feeling that Wang Dalu would break the rules and defeat his disciple Qin Lang's two-foot-long realm of Ningxu.
Therefore, he did not want his apprentice to agree to a life-and-death fight with Wang Dalu.
In particular, the eight great monks in Nanshan City, including Wang Dalu's father Wang Gang, all had absolute confidence in Wang Dalu's victory over the monks who were ten feet higher than himself, which made Du Chun even more worried.
However, as Wang Dalu was so bullish on the court and was forced into a corner by his apprentice Qin Lang, he felt a little lucky in his heart.
Maybe Wang Dalu didn't have the strength to challenge beyond the level as he thought, or maybe God had to bless his apprentice Qin Lang, and Wang Dalu's arrogance made him pay the price.
At that time, Du Chun was still thinking that Wang Gang and other great monks would disregard their previous agreement and help Wang Dalu escape from danger.
If this is the case, Du Chunzheng can safely return to Daochi Sect with Qin Lang, and Liang Wang Dalu and others have no shame to stop him.
Unfortunately, the result was exactly as Du Chun originally expected. Wang Dalu first used the Five Cloud Steps to dodge, draining Qin Lang's energy and deliberately forcing Qin Lang into a corner, making Qin Lang excited and happy, mistakenly thinking that he could kill him to vent his hatred.
But then he used Chasing Sun to avoid Qin Lang's attack, which turned Qin Lang from excitement to disappointment and even more hatred.
The monks watching all knew that Wang Dalu intended to tease Qin Lang from the beginning.
Now Qin Lang was like a crazy beast with all his teeth pulled out, frantically attacking the afterimage of Wang Dalu on the field.
It's a pity that from beginning to end, Wang Dalu's body was not even scratched.
"At this time, it's time for Wang Dalu to use Ningxu's cultivation to end the competition."
Everyone is waiting attentively to see, with doubts in their hearts, how Wang Dalu will end.
When Ran Guang came to where the Dao Chi Sect members were, he did not attract any other attention. Even Yuntian, Ran Yu and others only glanced at him and then looked away to look at the field.
In the field, Qin Lang was still frantically chasing Wang Dalu's flashing figure to attack.
Wang Dalu's teleportation technique that could not be perceived with his spiritual consciousness finally gave him a hint of fear.
As the stalemate lasted longer, Wang Dalu's voice suddenly occurred to Qin Lang's side.
"It's time, I won't play with you anymore."
Qin Lang was startled, and quickly wanted to turn around and wave the Kung Fu ruler in his hand to attack in the direction of Wang Dalu's voice, but found that his body was entangled by a monster more than ten feet long that looked like a python but was not a python, and was transformed from Wang Dalu's vitality.
At this moment, Wang Dalu was floating above Qin Lang, using his thoughts to activate Panlong Jie's combat skills.
Everyone looked at the real beast with horns like a deer, a head like a dragon, a neck like a snake, scales like a fish, and four claws like an eagle engraved on Wang Dalu's body armor. None of them guessed which real beast from ancient times this was.
However, the faint pressure of the real beast inadvertently released from Wang Dalu's body shows that the real beast in Wang Dalu's body was definitely a powerful existence in ancient times, far superior to the real beasts in human bodies.
Gu Rong saw the appearance of animal armor appearing around Wang Dalu, and was surprised and confused.
The wild elixir in his body is Kunpeng, the most dangerous thing in ancient times. Even the dragon owned by the Chu Dynasty in the middle of ancient times was only on par with Kunpeng in ancient times. It is not as powerful as the real beast we see today.
Unparalleled, it stabilizes Kunpeng's momentum.
At this moment, a smile appeared on Gurong's solemn face. He understood why his old friend Li Guiyi spared no effort to help his disciple Wang Dalu, dreaming of unifying the entire ancient continent.
The Panlong Knot displayed by Wang Dalu wrapped around Qin Lang's body inch by inch, accompanied by Qin Lang's hysterical roar.
Du Chunlao burst into tears and wanted to take action, but Yuntian stopped him. He could only stand aside and shouted loudly to the audience.
"Young Master Wang, I beg you to save your disciple's life!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Dalu appeared in front of Qin Lang in an instant, stretched out his right hand and pointed his fingers at the location of Qin Lang's Purple Mansion.
A sharp aurora shot out, and Qin Lang shouted.
As Wang Dalu withdrew his combat skills, Qin Lang slowly fell to the ground and passed out in pain.
At this time, Yuntian no longer stopped Du Chun and let Du Chun enter the field to treat his disciples.
Du Chun grabbed Qin Lang's wrist and knew that it was nothing serious. It was just that most of his cultivation had been lost, and he would only be able to stay in the realm of Du Yuan for the rest of his life, but it was like being a useless person who had lost all his cultivation.
Du Chun knew that Wang Dalu was showing mercy, so he hugged his disciple and saluted Wang Dalu as a token of gratitude before leaving.
This competition made everyone present realize that the young man named Wang Dalu in front of them was like a monster. Not only did he go against common sense and challenge his opponent by leapfrogging, but he also won so easily.
After thinking about it carefully, everyone was shocked when they looked at the eight great monks from Nanshan City on the stage.
After the group cultivator conference is over, all the major forces in the entire Eastern Barren Continent will know that such a terrifying force as Nanshan City exists, and the pattern of the Eastern Barren Continent may also change as a result.
Just when everyone was thinking about how to get in touch with people in Nanshan City and establish relationships, Yuntian's voice sounded.
"Is your Nanshan City satisfied now?"
Everyone could hear that there was a trace of contained anger in Yuntian's voice.
Wang Gang said with a smile.
"Daochi Sect handles things fairly, and I, Nanshan City, admire it."
Yun Tian snorted coldly.
"In that case, you can do it yourself, I will take the first step."
After saying that, he ignored everyone on the stage and disappeared from the spot.
Seeing that the group cultivator meeting was over, the people of the Hongxing Dynasty were about to leave when they heard Wang Dalu speaking to the surrounding cultivators.
"My name is Wang Dalu and I come from Nanshan City, which is more than 16,000 miles away from here. On the second day of February next year, I will hold a court in Nanshan City. I hope everyone can watch the ceremony."
When everyone in the audience heard the news, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue. However, in an instant, the leaders of all factions congratulated each other and said that they would come to watch the ceremony in person.
Liu Chong of the Hongxing Dynasty heard this and saw that the people of the Jinjiang Dynasty did not intend to leave with him, but were in contact with Nanshan City. Hatred grew and he led the people away.
He had an ominous premonition that the sudden appearance of Nanshan City would be the biggest obstacle to the Hongxing Dynasty's future unification of the Eastern Wasteland.