I have to say that the interior of Bingtao Shrine is indeed quite beautiful.
All the buildings are made of translucent blue ice, and coupled with the Japanese imitation of the Tang Dynasty architectural style, they look like a crystal dragon palace in the depths of the clear and deep Lake Shikotsu...
Priests of all levels in the shrine are lined up on both sides, wearing large white priest uniforms. There is a layer of faint blue light flowing on the surface, giving it a very ethereal feeling.
Da da da.
Fu Yang and the others' footsteps made a crisp sound as they walked on the floor of the shrine hall.
Aso Yuetian stood up from the ice blue seat, walked forward, and at the same time raised his hands: "This must be Mr. Fu Yang from China?"
Fu Yang also smiled lightly and returned the favor: "That's right! Fu Yang from Maoshan School, I'm glad to meet you."
Both sides are sizing each other up...
Especially Yamada Kuang Leng and the other three who were standing behind Aso Yuetian glanced back and forth at Fu Yang, Wei Ke, and Mr. Xiong with undisguised provocative eyes.
Fu Yang didn't bother to mingle with these guys for too long. After saying hello, he went straight to the point: "I heard that the Japanese cultivation world is prosperous. Not only are strong people emerging in large numbers, but the younger generation is also strong. So I came to visit. I want to see something.
The Bingtao Shrine is amazing.”
Hehehe...
Aso Yuetian smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed: "His Excellency Fu Yang is young and promising. He has already reached the early stage of a great priest before he has reached the age of 30. Oh, according to the lineage of your country's Fu, he should be called Liu Zhenren
It’s the early stage, right? It just so happens that my disciple Shuitian Wuyu and Dagang Taizheng’s disciple Yincheng Zhaoer are also in this realm. Who do you want to compete with?”
This time, Fu Yang deliberately displayed a state that was slightly higher than the previous time at the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple in Hell Valley.
After listening to Aso Yuetian's words, he raised his eyebrows deliberately and looked behind him: "Oh? Then there is another Taoist friend?"
"You say Yamada is cool? His cultivation has reached the late stage of the Great Priest, which is two levels higher than yours. Isn't it inappropriate for us to compete like this?"
Aso Tsukiten seems to have some profound meaning.
He had the same idea as Ogawa and Suiyan of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple, which was to "accidentally" destroy this young Chinese man during the competition! Let the other party not die but also be seriously injured, and he would never want to practice again in the rest of his life...
This can not only slap the face of the Chinese cultivation world, but also effectively solve a rising star. Why not?
But I still have to live up to my reputation, so at first I just thought about using Shuitianwuyu or Yincheng Zhao Ershang.
No no no!
Fu Yang shook his head: "My Maoshan sect is a giant of the Chinese Taoist sect, and we must be invincible among those in the same realm. Therefore, I want to compete with someone stronger."
This is a bit rude to say...
idiot!
When the grumpy Yincheng Zhaoer heard this, he exploded on the spot.
He took a step directly from behind Aso Yuetian and stood in front: "Damnable and stupid Chinese people, let's not talk about visits and exchanges in a high-sounding way. You are just here to play, right? Arrogant. Today, I
I will let you know what regret is. Aso-sama, please let me teach this guy a lesson."
Aso Tsukiten nodded: "Yes, yes. However, be gentle. After all, it is still an exchange between the two countries, and face must be acceptable. But there is nothing we can do about accidental injury, haha."
So……
Fu Yang smiled slightly: "Please enlighten me. I am still very interested in your society's magic. It does look beautiful, but how is it in actual practice?"
This means that I am talking about the magic tricks of Bingtao Shrine.
idiot!
Yincheng Zhaoer said angrily: "When the extreme cold ice flowers bloom, it is the moment when your soul will freeze. Taste the pain caused by the extreme cold."
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already taken action.
"Frost Light!"
Pushing his palm forward, two beams of white cylindrical light emitted, white mist rolled in the place where it passed, and even the air seemed to freeze! A large amount of frost and snowflakes fell down...
Fu Yang, on the other hand, used the "Divine Wind Control Curse" to dodge, and his whole body seemed to turn into a wisp of breeze, invisible and shapeless, extremely fast and ethereal!
Yincheng Zhaoer's frost light hit the ground, walls, and pillars, and clusters of sharp and huge ice flowers exploded instantly. They were beautiful and dangerous. But they just couldn't hit Fu Yang...
"I said, your spell accuracy is too bad, isn't it? You can't hit me at all."
Fu Yang's voice also seemed to turn into the breeze, floating in the air and in a trance.
oh?
Yincheng Zhaoer twisted his lips and showed a proud and gloomy smile: "Really? Did I really miss you? Look at your body carefully and feel it carefully."
Um?
Only then did Fu Yang realize that a very thin layer of small white ice crystals had appeared on his body. It would not be noticeable unless you looked carefully. Moreover, the movement of mana in his body seemed to be slower. It was like being frozen.
.
"That's interesting! I didn't expect this little devil to be quite powerful."
He was a little surprised, but not at all nervous. After all, the difference in strength was really too big!
But on the surface, I still have to pretend...
So "Best Actor" Fu Yang was immediately surprised and said: "What kind of spell are you doing? What's going on?"
Hahaha!
Yincheng Zhaoer laughed: "Do you think my Frost Light is just a single spell? Wrong! This is a combined spell I created by wasting ten years of effort. It's called Burial of Ice."
"The light of frost is just an appearance. When it is used, a large number of fine ice crystals spread into the air. As long as it is within my attack range, the air is densely covered with such tiny but powerful ice crystals. Any existence except
, will be wrapped in ice crystals. Then even the physical body, mana, soul... will be frozen."
The more he talked, the more proud he became, as if he had seen Fu Yang's miserable end.
really!
Crunchy...
In the harsh sound, white ice as strong as steel quickly condensed out of thin air on Fu Yang's body, quickly spreading to his whole body. It was also seeping from the outside inward, trying to freeze his spell and his soul!
Yamada Kuang Leng sighed: "Zhao Erjun's Ice Funeral move, I'm afraid even I have to be careful to deal with it. If he is at the same level as me and uses it, I might lose."
Shuitian Wuyu smiled and said: "Kuoleng-kun, you are not called the Cold God for nothing. Nishikimaru, East Cold God! Who doesn't know that the two strongest people in Hokkaido in Japan are you and
Oyama Somaru of the Eight Hundred Demons and Gods Temple has a status that no one can challenge."
They didn't know it yet, but Fu Yang had already punched "Onimaru" into a weakling... and he was still blowing his pussy hard!
In the field.
Yincheng Zhaoer looked at Fu Yang who was completely frozen into a solid piece of ice and showed disdain: "You are really too weak."
Ahem...
Aso Yuetian pretended to be anxious and said: "Zhao Er, why don't you quickly collect your magical power? Didn't you see that I am about to freeze to death? What if the foundation of the magic is frozen and even the soul is damaged? How can I give Maoshan
Send an explanation? This will affect the friendship between the cultivation communities of the two countries."
His acting skills are very exaggerated because there is a smile that cannot be hidden in his eyes.
Hahaha!
A bigger laugh came from the ice: "Really? I'm weak? Then, let's see how I, a weakling, make you kneel on the ground and sing about conquest."