"Say a color on the opponent's clothes and hit the area of this color. The formation will automatically cause damage to him. But during this process, no spells can be used. Only the one given by the formation can be used.
A long stick of ice."
"The smaller the area of the said color on the opponent's body, the greater the damage the formation will cause to him when it hits. Conversely, the larger the area of the color, the smaller the damage."
"let's start!"
Liang Qiuzi's voice sounded in the ears of the last person qualified to participate in the third game.
Amidst the splashing sound of water, stick-shaped water surged out of the Liangyi dragon water and fire formation, and then condensed into ice. Groups of supernatural people participating in the game all got a long "popsicle" in their hands
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This time, Fu Yang faced another member of the Pantheon Cult!
No. 11, the third group of the Pantheon Religion, Tu Fang.
Today Fu Yang is still wearing common casual clothes, mainly blue and white stripes.
"Taoist priest Fulu? Hehe... Although I don't know much about the art of body refining. But the Fulu lineage that values the physical body the least, hehehe..."
Tu Fangfang waved the long popsicle in his hand twice and looked at Fu Yang as if he were looking at someone dead.
Theoretically, according to Liang Qiuzi's game rules, there is no need to kill the opponent. So if the grouped ones are brothers from the same sect or an organization with a good relationship, then just click to stop.
But if you are an enemy and happen to be assigned to a group, you can take the opportunity to kill the opponent!
Fu Yang actually doesn't have much hatred for the Pantheon Cult. As long as the other party's sin is not so serious, it is not impossible to spare his life...
But this Tufang was not only guilty of serious crimes, but also exuded strong murderous intent. He was clearly planning to kill him!
When he found out that Fu Yang was a Taoist priest, he felt that he had basically won.
I just feel a little strange in my heart: How did a Fulu Taoist priest who was less than Erlu master win the first two games without seeming to be injured at all?
"Hmph! No matter what, you're dead, kid."
The native side is full of confidence,
He actually waved the popsicle in his hand and performed a set of kung fu. Apparently, he had also practiced a little bit of martial arts for ordinary people.
"Hey, big brother? Can you stop pretending to be a person who is better at physical combat? Let me show you what real physical violence is!"
Fu Yang said and suddenly clenched his fists.
Punch into the air!
boom!
It was as if a balloon suddenly exploded. The air was compressed by the violent wind and then exploded suddenly.
The air exploded with one punch.
This requires extreme speed and strength!
This means that his physical fitness has at least reached the level of what ordinary people who practice martial arts call a "martial arts master". It is comparable to a monk of the alchemy lineage at the same level!
"I'm fooling you, uncle! How, how is that possible?"
Tu Fang, as a master of evil ways, couldn't help but cursed at the street.
The arrogant smile just now solidified on his face.
Fu Yang didn't bother to pay attention to his surprise. He just said lightly: "I want to hit the...gold on your body!"
Members of the Pantheon Cult uniformly wear black robes. Black is naturally the color with the largest area and is easy to hit. But if Fu Yang said "black", the damage to the earth side would actually be very small.
But the golden girdle is just a very thin thread... If Fu Yang can hit it, then this water and fire double dragon formation will cause catastrophe to him!
After hearing Fu Yang's words, Tu Fang's pupils suddenly narrowed.
He didn't expect this kid to be so bold and dare to say a color with such a small area.
"Then I say, blue!"
As soon as Tu Fang finished speaking, he immediately took action.
His steps were swaying, and he was like a sensitive ape, jumping towards Fu Yang!
Obviously, this guy's body martial arts moves may have been adapted from the "monkey shape" of the Chinese martial arts "Xingyi Quan", like a sensitive big ape.
Fu Yang sneered again and again.
He clenched the long popsicle in his hand, his eyes were focused, and he looked motionlessly at Tu Fang, who was rushing towards him.
Seeing that he was about to hit himself, he roared and exerted force on his feet. Relying on the huge jumping power of muscle contraction, he jumped more than two meters high!
The body flipped in the air and jumped directly over Tufang's head.
And the moment she passed him, she was able to turn her body suddenly in the air! The long popsicle in her hand was passed out from under her ribs...
puff!
The front end of the long and narrow stick was accurately positioned on the golden line on Tufang's back and waist.
"Golden, I hit it!"
A smile appeared on Fu Yang's face.
Tu Yifang, on the other hand, looked ashen and could not have imagined that he would lose so quickly and completely.
At the same time, the miniature twin dragons and water and fire formations surrounding the two people made roaring sounds. The entangled twin dragons of water and fire flew out and blasted towards the earth!
"No, I'm not convinced! I'm not willing to give in. I'm not going to play this crappy game anymore. I'll fight you!"
He yelled and wanted to break the rules of the game and cast a spell.
But the next moment his face turned pale.
Because... all the magic power in the body is actually sealed and cannot be used in the game area.
Rumble!
Seven or eight huge water and fire dragons rushed over, and the huge force directly bombarded him until he fainted and fell to the ground.
"Huh? He didn't die? Don't the rules of the game itself want the participants to really die? Is Liang Qiuzi still a merciful person?"
Fu Yang thought secretly in his heart.
But I had a vague feeling that something was wrong. But for the moment, I couldn't explain why.
Three minutes later.
The winners of the last game were also selected.
There are five groups in total, uukansuet has five winners. The last remaining ones are Fu Yang, Zangjian Taoist, Daokong, Jingfan monk, and Zhang Xian.
As for Wu Jian, because in the second game, he met his master, the Taoist Master Zangjian, and deliberately let the opponent step on the shadow and lost. He was not seriously injured.
As for Ah Huang and Mr. Xiong, these two guys were actually divided together!
After playing around for a while, Mr. Xiong won. But then he lost to Zhang Xian...
All in all, after playing three games, at least the people Fu Yang cared about were not injured, which made him feel a lot more at ease.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of applause sounded out of thin air, and Liang Qiuzi, who looked like an immortal in his gray Taoist robe, smiled broadly.
"Yes, yes. Finally, there are ten of you Taoist friends. You can get close to the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron and try to identify the owner of this earth-level high-level magic weapon. If anyone can get the Martial Emperor Liangzhou Cauldron (the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron), his strength will surely be even greater.
First floor! Now, go forward." (Fourth update, I also recommend a great book "My Master is Sun Wukong", it is very interesting and worth reading!)!--flag0048--