Chapter 22 The cloudy turns to light rain! The battle of the peak of the big Tianjiao (seeking a mon
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If it were just that, that would be fine, but that's not it.
The key is that after Qianqiu was trampled under his feet, he was still struggling and talking trash: "Young man named Wu, please let go of me quickly. I am doing this for your own good, so please listen to this matter of picking up girls."
Mine is always right." It clanged, clanged, and struggled desperately at Wu Zhixing's feet, like a dehydrated fish.
Such a scene left everyone at the scene stunned.
This wave of people present at the scene are all high-status figures in Guilong City. Even if everyone has not seen the magical treasure, they have naturally heard of it. At least, they respect and admire the magical treasure. No matter who it is,
Ever dreamed of a magical magical treasure that could talk?
But what the heck is this thing? Is it a sword, or is it a gangster? In an instant, it has surpassed the world's understanding of supernatural treasures.
Wu Xuening, who was standing on the edge of the ring and preparing to cheer for her good grandson, was also dumbfounded. After looking left and right, she took a few steps back awkwardly, as if to draw a clear line between herself and Wu Zhixing.
She kept muttering in her heart, although the request she made to her grandfather was a talking sword, but this talking sword was too cheap... Fortunately, this was not her magical treasure, otherwise she would still be alive.
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"Shut up."
Wu Zhixing's face turned as dark as a pot, and he was so embarrassed that he almost ran away from the ring.
He stepped on Qianqiu's foot and crushed it hard, and said angrily: "If you dare to speak arrogantly again, I will kill you."
Clay figures also have a three-part fire nature. Although Wu Zhixing's personality is more Buddhist, he was also provoked by Qianqiu to the point of becoming angry.
These days, "Qianqiu" kept nagging him while he was practicing, but it was still like this in public, which was really embarrassing.
"Hmph, shut up, just shut up, you will beg me if you ask me to." Under the threat of obliteration, Qianqiu finally became a little more honest, but he still refused to forgive.
"Miss Li Yao, I'm so sorry." Wu Zhixing was so embarrassed that his face was a little hot. He simply ignored it and quickly apologized to Wang Li Yao, "My sword is too..."
He felt that he couldn't say the word "pervert" in front of Wang Liyao, who was like a fairy descending to earth!
"It doesn't matter." The corner of Wang Liyao's mouth twitched slightly under the veil, and she said in a clear and elegant voice, "The little prince can just turn around and train him slowly. Li Yao also thanks the little prince for giving him face and is willing to accept my challenge."
When the two faced each other on the ring, all the eyes and focus in Baiyun Tower naturally fell on them.
Among the best sets of private seats.
The atmosphere suddenly became warmer.
An old man with a white beard, wearing a four-clawed golden dragon robe and a purple gold crown looked at the situation on the ring and sneered: "Old ghost Tianhe, I didn't expect you to be so lucky. That horn in Longzuo County
You can also find a great genius in every corner."
"Haha~"
In another private room, Master Tianhe was present.
He had obviously dressed up specially today, wearing a plain white dress, and his temperament was like that of an old god descending to earth, but when he opened his mouth, he immediately choked: "Wu Dexin, it has been a thousand and hundreds of years, and you are still the same as you were when you were young. There is no virtue and no progress at all. Longzuo County is a newly opened county, and many children from aristocratic families have dedicated their lives to it and contributed to the rise of Daqian. How come it turns into a corner when it comes to your mouth? "
"Part of the support that your noble prince enjoys every year is the tribute from the tens of millions of people in Longzuo County. Don't eat white rice while scolding the farmers."
Prince Dexin's face darkened slightly: "Is this what the king means? Which of us Daqian princes has never gone to the battlefield to kill the enemy or protect the country? In the seven or eight thousand years since the founding of the country, all of us have died on the battlefield. How old are the princes?"
"Haha, it sounds like our Holy Land lineage is just eating dry food." Master Tianhe sneered, "Our Holy Land also has the responsibility to protect the country and educate all people. Is it possible that our predecessors from the Nine Holy Land lines have sacrificed so few What?"
Prince Dexin and Zhenren Tianhe respectively represented the royal family and the holy land lineage when they were young.
If the geniuses of these two lines like each other, they will naturally become brothers, sisters or friends. But if they don't like each other, all kinds of resentment will naturally arise.
There is no doubt that these two people did not deal with each other when they were young, or they had conflicts that were difficult to reconcile.
"Brother Tianhe, today is the decisive battle between Yao'er and Wu Zhixing. Let's focus on the decisive battle and stop arguing."
In the same private room as Tianhe, there was another old man in brocade robes with outstanding appearance and extraordinary power. Seeing that the two were about to start fighting again, he couldn't help but speak out to mediate.
"Okay, then let's give Duke Ding some face." Master Tianhe said cheerfully.
This old man in brocade robes is surprisingly the ancestor of the third-rank family Daqian Wang's supernatural power - Duke Dingguo.
The title of Dingguo Gong was conferred on the Wang family by the first emperor at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is extremely glorious.
The title of a duke is higher than that of a prince, and the annual support is the same as that of a prince. Moreover, even if he does not perform meritorious service on the battlefield, he can be replaced hereditary. However, the Daqian Wang family only received one duke title, so if there are multiple magical realms existing at the same time, only One person can inherit the title of Duke of the country.
But now, the Daqian Wang family only has one ancestor in the magical realm, so he will naturally inherit the position of Duke Ding. And the next generation of Duke Ding is very likely to fall into the hands of this generation's magical seed - Wang Zhouhui.
In another private room, a man who looked like a middle-aged man and also had a royal demeanor also advised: "Ancestor Dexin, don't be angry. We are still here to cheer up the kid Zhixing today."
This middle-aged man with an awe-inspiring royal aura is also one of the princes of the royal family, named Prince Yong'an. He and Prince Dexin belong to the same lineage, and both belong to the lineage passed down from generation to generation by His Majesty's eldest son.
The lineage of Prince Dexin is also the most powerful among the many descendants of the royal family. There are two princes in the same lineage, and the number of county princes has reached eighteen! And among the young people of this generation, there are more It was Prince Kang and Princess Xuening who were among the best.
Wu Zhixing was not originally from this lineage, but he was adopted into the name of King Fujun from this lineage. Therefore, among the younger generation of this lineage, there are now three great talents.
As a father, King Fujun naturally came to encourage the "cheap son" this time.
However, in an occasion where two princes and ancestors of the same generation were present, as a young junior who was only over 300 years old, he naturally had no right to speak. In fact, he did not even have a seat at all, so he could only act honestly
He stood with his hands hanging down, looking like he was looking at his nose and his heart.
When the elders were quarreling, he could not interrupt at will, he could only listen honestly.
"The sword owned by Zhixing's kid is called 'Qianqiu'. Although he is famous for being a talkative and mean-tongued person among the major magical treasures, he still has some strength." After being persuaded, Prince Dexin did not bother to talk to Tianhe anymore.
The real person was arguing, but he was talking to Prince Yong'an, "Moreover, this son is not old, but he is very calm and down-to-earth. Yong'an, you should take more care of him in your daily life and train him well."
"Yes, ancestor." Prince Yong'an said with a smile, "That child is very patient and willing to practice. Now he has reached the fifth level of heaven and human realm. If he works harder, he will probably be able to break through to the late heaven and human realm before he is a hundred years old.
." There was also a hint of relief in his eyes, and he was obviously very satisfied with Wu Zhixing.
"Not bad, not bad, this is more useful than you used to do." Prince Dexin was greatly relieved and said with a smile, "When he grows up, he will be Chengsi's best help and can also help Chengsi stabilize his throne.
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Wu Chengsi is one of the current quasi-emperors.
In the eyes of the royal family members of Dexin's lineage, Prince Wu Chengsi of Kang County is almost the confirmed son of the emperor. When he ascends to the throne in the future, Dexin's lineage will inevitably become even more powerful.
In their view, His Majesty ordered Wu Zhixing to adopt the name of Prince Fujun from the Dexin lineage, in order to prepare to add a powerful assistant to the future emperor.
However, as soon as Dexin said this, Tianhe quit again. He sneered and said: "Dexin, the battle between emperor and son has not ended yet, are you so sure that Prince Kang can win?"
"Tianhe, do you still think that Wu Mingyuan can compete with Chengsi for the throne?" Prince Dexin couldn't help but replied, "Humph, he can only enjoy the qualification of quasi-emperor.
It's just because His Majesty is unwilling to violate the late emperor's decree. In terms of virtue and ability, Wu Mingyuan cannot compare with Cheng Si in any aspect, and he is destined to be nothing more than a person who takes the exam."
Prince Kang is a descendant of Prince Dexin, so he and Prince Yong'an are naturally the most steadfast supporters of Prince Kang.
"Hey~ since when did you Dexin have the ability to detect the secrets of heaven? How about you help me do the calculations, who will win in this battle between my Li Yao and your Zhi Xing?" Master Tianhe continued his firepower.
outputting,
It is very obvious that he and Prince Dexin had a very big relationship when they were young, and they still cannot let it go even after so many years.
However, these two are both older seniors in the realm of magical power. Except for a few peers, plus Emperor Longchang and the Lord of the Holy Land, no one knows what they are doing.
In the private room next door, Prince Heng was eavesdropping with his ears pricked up.
No matter which one of the four current superpowers in the supernatural power realm he can afford to offend, if he wants to know these anecdotes and gossip, he can only eavesdrop.
"Tianhe, you don't think your Li Yao can win, do you?" Prince Dexin was stunned and doubtful, "If Zhixing loses Qianqiu, this battle will be somewhat disadvantageous. But now both of them have supernatural powers. , my Zhixing also took advantage of his age, how can your disciple have any chance of winning?"
"Okay, let's make a bet." Master Tianhe suddenly became excited, "Each of us bet on our own children to win. Hmm... don't bet too big, just twenty high-grade spiritual stones."
Twenty high-grade spiritual stones? Don’t bet too much?
When Prince Heng next door heard this, his eyes turned green.
These masters of the magical realm are rich. You know, ordinary spiritual stones are worth about one hundred dry gold, while middle-grade spiritual stones are very rare to begin with, and often increase in value a hundred times, reaching tens of thousands of dry gold.
There are just some powerful formations that cannot be driven by ordinary spirit stones. Therefore, although middle-grade spirit stones are expensive, there is still a large market. For example, the defensive formation he asked the formation master to arrange on the ring uses ten Powered by medium-grade spiritual stones.
As for high-grade spiritual stones, they are extremely rare in the entire Daqian Kingdom. They are a necessity for powerful families, schools, government offices, and royal residences to deploy top-level mountain-protecting formations.
If converted into dry gold, it would even cost millions of dry gold. This item is almost considered a strategic material in Daqian Country, and it is rarely spread to the outside world.
From this we can see how big a gamble Master Tianhe made this time.
However, doesn’t it mean that Master Tianhe has gone bankrupt? Where did he get the high-grade spiritual stone?
Prince Heng was suspicious, but on the other side, Prince Dexin's expression suddenly turned serious.
Even if the family is as powerful as the Prince's family, twenty high-grade spiritual stones are an astronomical sum of money. If they are replenished, they can almost train a genius from the Qi Refining Realm to the Purple Mansion Realm.
However, this solemnity only lasted for a few breaths, and Prince Dexin made a decision: "Old ghost Tianhe, since you want to give money to me, how can I not allow it? Twenty gods, I Wang Yun."
At the same time, his voice reached the ears of Wu Zhixing on the ring through the isolation formation: "Zhixing, use all your skills. In this battle, you can win without losing. Wang Liyao is at the critical moment of the battle between emperor and son. I'm afraid that I came to Beijing to gain fame, and I'm afraid there is another purpose behind it, so I have to be careful."
Wang Liyao also received rumors from Master Tianhe in his ears: "Yao'er, I borrowed twenty high-grade spiritual stones from my master to gamble with old ghost Dexin, just to win some coffins. In this battle, you have to Earn all the face for me, my master."
There were two elders transmitting the message from behind. The two great geniuses, who were still somewhat harmonious at first, suddenly became solemn and sharp in their eyes.
"Miss Li Yao, please~"
Wu Zhixing released his foot from stepping on "Qianqiu", raised his hand to call it into his hand, then flicked his wrist, danced a sword flower, and made a starting move like a dragon fighting a rabbit.
Obviously, the swordsmanship he has been practicing hard is the signature swordsmanship passed down by the royal family - "Canglong Swordsmanship".
"Please, the little prince."
Wang Liyao's "Xian Ge" was unsheathed, her slender hand gently grasped the hilt of the sword, and with one finger of the sword, a faint trace of water was drawn out. This is the starting position of "Tian Yi Zhen Water Sword Technique".
Tianhe's real name is "Tianhe" because the divine power of heaven he comprehended is "Tianhe", and he himself was born in Tianyi Zhenshui, one of the nine veins of the Holy Land.
》, this is the true method passed down, and if you practice it to great perfection, you can directly lead to the realm of supernatural powers.
Later.
Their eyes met and they took action at the same time.
I saw two people with their swords coming out like a blue dragon flying in the air, with fierce energy and swiftness like the wind.
The other one's sword is as soft as water, like an antelope hanging its horns, with hidden murderous intent. Both are superb swordsmanship and profound sword intent.
"Clang clang clang!"
The spiritual light of the two magical and spiritual treasure-level swords flowed, colliding and fighting each other from time to time, and sometimes there was a flicker of sword light and sword energy, crossing the entire scene.
Even the arena paved with obsidian iron was cut into ravines by the vertical and horizontal sword energy.
The defensive formations on the arena were fully activated, struggling to resist the stray bullet-like sword energy, causing ripples to form.
As great geniuses in the Heavenly Realm, both of them have now awakened the fifth level of bloodline. They have the [Dao Body] that ordinary geniuses can only get to the Zifu Realm. The power of every move has some hint of the way of heaven.
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Moreover, the swords they use are all magical and spiritual treasure-level swords, which have a very large bonus to the power of their respective swordsmanship. The power is extraordinary, and a casual sword can inspire astonishing sword intent.
"Jie Jie Jie~~~!" Qianqiu, who had endured it for a long time, finally took the opportunity to start spouting trash talk, "It's cool, it's so cool. The little girl opposite, why don't you surrender quickly and become the master of my family?"
One of the harems."
In such a fierce battle, he didn't believe that Wu Zhixing dared to kill his weapon spirit.
As expected, although Wu Zhixing was so angry that he was gnashing his teeth, he could do nothing. Ancestor Dexin said that this battle must be won but not defeated. He had no choice but to turn a deaf ear to it shamelessly.
Wang Liyao's heart was as calm as water, as if she was not affected by the trash talk at all.
But "Xian Ge" was angry.
She couldn't help but curse: "You disgusting and dirty old pervert, and that sanctimonious hypocrite Wu Zhixing, who is worthy of his sword, I will eradicate you filthy filth on behalf of the moon!"
Obviously, Xian Ge's voice sounds like that of a little girl, but the birth of any weapon spirit takes a long time to accumulate. How can she really be a childish little girl?
As a result, while Wu Zhixing and Wang Liyao were engaged in a fierce battle, their respective weapon spirits also began to quarrel, talking trash to each other.
Such a scene really opened the eyes of the melon-eaters.
The battle between the great geniuses is very rare, but the battle between the young great geniuses each possessing magical spiritual treasures may be rare in a thousand years. The master's fight was wonderful, and the scolding between the weapons and spirits was equally exciting.
"Little girl Xiange, if you kiss me obediently, I will give you three points."
"You are an old man, you are a useless old dog who only knows how to talk. Even if I die, you will never stand up."
"Little girl, you are really stubborn. The fate of you and your master is to become my master's subordinate."
"Your master is such a worthless dog that even the soles of my lady's feet are dirty when she kneels down on him."
As the words of the two sword spirits became more and more outrageous, Wang Liyao and Wu Zhixing began to feel unstable. It was not because of the trash talk of the other sword spirit, but because the words spewed by their own sword spirit were too rubbish.
Too shameful~
It made them both feel ashamed.
Among them, the one who was most surprised was Wang Liyao.
Her weapon spirit "Xian Ge" used to act like an innocent and innocent little girl in front of her, with a sweet and cute flavor when speaking.
Who would have thought that when she and Qianqiu were talking trash to each other, not only would they have the same aura, but they even seemed to be even more gangster than Qianqiu, and their words would fill the screen with blocked words.
Xian Ge... what kind of swordsmanship did she experience in the past?
Wu Zhixing was also shocked.
How on earth could an old guy like Qianqiu survive until now without being wiped out?
"Shut up, everyone! Otherwise we'll kill you all~"
Wang Liyao and Wu Zhixing roared almost at the same time.
Obviously, these two guys talked so much trash that their master couldn't stand it anymore.
Hearing this, the two quarreling weapon spirits just came back to their senses from the lively trash talk, and then they shut their mouths knowingly.
Alas~ The little master is still too young and too thin-skinned.
After hundreds or thousands of years, they will know how important it is to have a weapon spirit who can talk trash~ After all, trash talking is also part of the overall strength~
The two swords sighed in their hearts in unison.
Without the interference of the Sword Spirit's trash talk, Wang Liyao and Wu Zhixing finally had the opportunity to fight quietly, and each showed a wonderful fight.
Upstairs and downstairs, all kinds of loud cheers could be heard.
However, after fighting for a long time, Wu Zhixing felt the pressure from Dexin's ancestors.
"Miss Li Yao is worthy of being the true successor of Tianhe. She has such an artistic conception of sword art at such a young age, which is truly remarkable." His expression straightened up and suddenly became serious, "Miss Li Yao, be careful. Next, I will do something real.
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As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly knocked Wang Li Yao away with his sword. Then he swayed, and the wind blew under his feet, and he opened the distance between Wang Li Yao and Wang Li Yao with lightning speed.
At the same time, his momentum also changed suddenly.
Along with a long dragon roar, a huge dragon-shaped shadow suddenly appeared behind him.
It was a huge dragon shadow, its body was more slender than a blue dragon, its body was covered with faintly visible blue scales, and its huge multicolored wings spread out, exuding majestic and vast dragon power.
This phantom is clearly Wu Zhixing's bloodline form - Yinglong.
As we all know, Yinglong is one of the ancient mythical beasts. It was born to belong to the sky and can control the long winds between heaven and earth. It is an extremely powerful mythical beast.
At this moment, even if it is just a shadow of the Dharma, the huge and illusory dragon body exudes unparalleled power, noble and sacred.
Along with the appearance of the phantom, majestic profound energy also burst out from Wu Zhixing's body, sweeping across the entire arena in an instant.
Wisps of rays of light bloomed from the majestic profound energy.
That is actually the power of supernatural power!
Even if the glow only occupies a part of the mysterious energy, and most of the rest is still mysterious energy, the power of supernatural power is the power of supernatural power. This means that Wu Zhixing's understanding of the law has reached an extremely deep level and is about to condense his own.
own magical powers.
Although the monk's blood power reaches the spiritual body, he can begin to have a deeper understanding of the laws and try to understand the magical powers. However, the understanding of magical powers itself is a very difficult process and requires a lot of time. Under normal circumstances, monks
Only after reaching the Purple Mansion realm can one's understanding of the law reach a deep enough level to possess one's own magical powers.
But as a great genius, with the help of the Taoist body, there is a certain probability that he can realize his own magical powers in the realm of gods and humans, but it is still quite difficult.
No one expected that Wu Zhixing, who had rarely made any public moves, would have quietly stepped into the threshold of minor magical powers and mastered the power of magical powers.
"This is the little magical power I have discovered - 'Tiangang'. Although it is still in its infancy, it is also the result of my painstaking understanding. Miss Li Yao, take it~"
When he said this, cold sweat broke out on Wu Zhixing's forehead. It was obvious that controlling the power of supernatural powers was quite difficult for him now.
However, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously very confident in his little magical power called "Tiangang".
As he finished speaking, the spiritual sword "Qianqiu" in his hand swung in the air.
The green glow suddenly surged out.
In an instant, strong winds blew up on the arena, a huge tornado swept across the entire arena, and the arena made of obsidian iron suddenly trembled.
And Wang Liyao's floating delicate body was like a small boat in the strong wind, as if it could be torn apart at any time.
In an instant, the expressions of all the spectators became solemn.
In the private seats, several of the powerful figures in the supernatural realm who had been talking before closed their mouths. In the scattered seats below, many guests were so nervous that they stood up.
Many people who support Li Yao have their hearts clenched unconsciously.
This is magical power, can Miss Li Yao resist it?
What they didn't notice was that Wang Liyao's momentum also changed amidst this crazy tornado.
She was seen standing proudly in the sky in the strong wind, her eyes turned into a pool of ice water, and she said softly: "The little prince's Dharma and magical powers are very powerful. Then, let's ask the little prince to taste the little magical powers that Li Yao has learned.
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As she spoke, she opened her red lips and slowly read out a name.
"The first form of the 'Suspended Water Magical Power', [Yin turns to light rain]."