Yu Houshui's consciousness said: "Don't worry, I'm just projecting to control your body, I can't peek into your memory, and I won't do any harm to you. And watch me control your body in a competition, and understand the beauty for yourself.
You still have a lot of benefits, I will leave immediately after the competition is over."
Liang Songsheng had just heard Wan Hongfei's explanation and said respectfully: "Yes, I would like to thank you, the master."
"The competition begins."
The referee said loudly.
“Aren’t all of you Dengli faction capable of bursting with inspiration?
Come on, let me see it, don't let me down."
Yu Houshui looked at Ji Feiyu opposite, waved and said proudly.
When He Guangming, Miao Shan, Zhan Qiuyun and others heard this, they sneered in their hearts.
The burst of inspiration is also called extraordinary performance. It can be compared to a flash of inspiration or a blessing to the soul.
In this state, monks can exert far beyond their normal strength, easily defeating monks of the same level, and even challenge them by leapfrogging levels.
This was the reason why Leng Wenbin and Yan Feixiang were able to defeat the outstanding disciples of the three sects instantly.
This Liang Songsheng looks no better than his previous disciples, and is even a bit mediocre. He actually dares to make such a noise. It can only be said that he is ignorant and fearless.
"OK!"
Ji Feiyu responded with a smile.
Amid laughter, others rushed out like lightning.
As soon as the referee finished saying that the competition was about to begin, he suddenly felt a mysterious and magical feeling.
Under this feeling, Ji Feiyu seemed to have become a god, with a feeling of omniscience and omnipotence.
After listening to the descriptions of Leng Wenbin and Yan Feixiang, Ji Feiyu didn't know that he was also inexplicably inspired.
It seems that God really favors the disciples of Dengli Sect.
During the rapid dash, Ji Feiyu felt blessed in his heart, stepped on the mysterious curve, raised his palms to slash, and sent out a slashing palm in the air.
Regardless of the body technique, palm strength, and timing, they were all superb and just right, just like the punch Leng Wenbin threw in the first competition.
A stroke of genius.
Seeing this scene, everyone from Lingxiao, Kuangsha and Canghai sects sighed together.
Although I have seen two disciples of the Dengli sect burst out with inspiration in six consecutive matches.
But they still had a bit of luck in their hearts.
Maybe if the Dengli sect changes to another disciple, the burst of inspiration will be gone.
But now, the ruthless facts cruelly broke their luck.
Only Wan Hongfei and Lei Tieyin sneered.
A burst of inspiration?
I want to see if your Dengli sect’s burst of inspiration can be as powerful as the upper-body Nascent Soul monk! The two of them did not forget to cover Yu Houshui. Their positions seemed to be regular, but in fact they completely covered Dengli.
Send everyone to look at Yu Houshui's gaze, and quietly use the restraint to prevent the divine consciousness from secretly scanning.
Unless He Guangming and other Nascent Soul cultivators came over and checked face to face, it was unlikely that anything fishy would be discovered.
In fact, He Guangming and others did not pay attention to Hou Shui at all, they just looked at the ring with a relaxed expression and a smile.
Including Chen Hao, there was no doubt at all, and he watched the game calmly as always.
"Little tricks!"
On the ring, Yu Houshui sneered, controlled Liang Songsheng's body, and struck out with the same air-splitting palm without avoiding it.
Although Ji Feiyu's air-splitting palm is mysterious, it is only mysterious in the foundation building stage after all. How can it be put in the eyes of him, an old monster in the late Nascent Soul stage.
Bang! Two invisible palm forces collided in the air, making a crashing sound and annihilating each other invisible.
Actually broke Ji Feiyu's air-splitting palm?
In the stands, everyone from the three factions including Ling Xiao, Kuangsha Canghai and others were shocked.
Everyone in the Dengli faction froze in laughter.
In their opinion, Ji Feiyu's air-splitting palm is so clever that it would be very difficult for Liang Songsheng to break it, and he would most likely have to dodge. Even so, he would look very embarrassed, and there is a high probability of being hit.
I didn't expect Liang Songsheng to resolve the issue so easily.
"What does this mean? It's just the beginning, the fun is yet to come!"
Yu Houshui sneered, took a step, and his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot.
At this time, Ji Feiyu happened to rush in front of him and was about to take action, but his opponent was nowhere to be seen, and he suddenly felt a shiver in his heart.
The next moment, Yu Houshui suddenly appeared behind Ji Feiyu and pointed out, fast and hard.
Ji Feiyu's expression changed, and he hurriedly used his body skills, and under the mysterious feeling, he avoided it dangerously and dangerously.
"Tsk tsk, is this an explosion of inspiration?
Too bad!"
Yu Houshui sarcastically said, rubbing his body forward, extending his finger force, instantly covering a radius of several meters, and continued to pursue.
He was too fast, and Ji Feiyu had no time to fight back, so he could only continue to retreat with his mysterious sense.
"Hey, didn't the first two of you defeat the disciples of our three sects in an instant?
Why can't I reach your place, and instead I'm chasing you and beating you? Didn't you use all your strength?
Don't hold back."
While Yu Houshui continued to pursue, he kept sarcasm in his mouth, and even deliberately spread it outside the ring so that everyone could hear it clearly.
In fact, the leader of his generation, a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, was so aloof that he would not treat a disciple in the Foundation Establishment stage like this.
But before, Yu Houshui was really annoyed by Chen Hao's cheating methods.
No matter how hard he discovered it, he couldn't find it, so he vented it out through Liang Songsheng's mouth at this moment.
On the surface it was directed at Ji Feiyu, but in fact it was directed at Sang Huai and Chen Hao.
Except for Lei Tieyin and Wan Hongfei, everyone in the stands was shocked when they saw this scene.
When they saw Ji Feiyu's inspiration burst, they thought it was another one-sided instant kill match. Unexpectedly, after Ji Feiyu's burst out, Liang Songsheng not only was not defeated instantly, but suddenly made a strong counterattack, fighting against the inspiration Ji Feiyu, and was still able to fight.
Spewing trash during the pursuit.
How is this going?
"What's wrong with this!"
Wan Hongfei couldn't help feeling elated in his heart, and said loudly: "The disciples of the Dengli Sect can burst out with inspiration, why can't we disciples of the Canghai Sect?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
"Master, you said that Senior Nephew Liang... also had an inspiration?"
A Jindan disciple asked in disbelief.
Wan Hongfei said proudly: "Of course. Otherwise, why could Liang Songsheng easily counterattack the disciples of the Dengli sect, and turn his back on the enemy and overwhelm the opponent? It's because he also had an inspiration! If both of them had an inspiration, then it depends on who is the real one."
Stronger.
In the current situation, isn't it obvious who is stronger?"
"choke!"
When everyone in the Canghai faction heard this, they cheered excitedly.
"Haha, Dengli faction, you didn't expect that we can also be inspired!"
"Eruptions of inspiration are not just for you."
"It's all a burst of inspiration, but your disciples of the Dengli Sect are suppressed and beaten by our disciples of the Canghai Sect. What does this prove? It proves that your disciples are not as strong as our disciples at all!"
"That's right, in the first two rounds, you defeated us purely by relying on the burst of inspiration. Without the burst of inspiration, you are nothing."
... Immediately, all the disciples started talking at full speed.
In the first two rounds of competition, they were instantly killed by the disciples of Dengli Sect, and they were very frustrated.