Chapter Eighty-Seven: Enemies Are Rare

I asked a senior brother again, where is the ruling division?

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This senior brother didn't say much, and after bringing Mo Wusheng to the ruling division, he said that there was something wrong and left in a hurry.

Knowing that Mo Wusheng was going to use Tianxian Jue to conduct a gambling battle, the deacons were not too surprised, after all, they had seen a lot of things, and there were countless gambling on Tianxian Jue, there was really nothing to be surprised about.

One of the deacons asked, "Are there any restrictions on those who participate in your gambling battles?"

"If you don't break through the Eyes Realm or you don't cultivate the Transformation Realm and the Law Phase, you can gamble with me. "Mo Wushengdao.

Mo Wusheng didn't hide his cultivation, a disciple who only had the cultivation of the five grades of the Jianmai Realm, and talking like this made the deacons feel that Mo Wusheng was crazy.

In the end, a Zhizheng named Xu Shanming left the Zhizheng Division with Mo Wusheng.

Finally, one of the nine gambling tables was empty, and Xu Shanming immediately said to Mo Wusheng: "There is an empty gambling table, you can go up quickly." ā€

"Yes. Mo Wusheng responded for a moment, and fell onto the gambling platform where there was no sound of fighting, and said loudly: "Fellow disciples, I am a new disciple Mo Wusheng, cultivating as the fifth grade of the Jianmai Realm, and today I came here to set up a gambling battle, and if I have not broken through the Eyes Realm, or if the Transformation Realm has not cultivated the changes and law phases, you can have a gambling battle with me." As long as you defeat me, you can get two Tianxian Jue, correspondingly, if you lose the bet, you will have to leave one Tianxian Jue or a spirit level elixir. ā€

"If you don't break through the Eyes Opening Realm, or if you don't cultivate the Transformation Realm and the Law Phase, you can gamble with you. Hum. The cultivation is not high, but the tone is not small. I just don't know if your Tianxian Jue is enough for you to lose. A lean man sarcastically said.

Mo Wusheng didn't care about the lean man's sarcasm, and said, "I have six Heavenly Strings, and I can conduct at least three gambling battles, and besides, I have already invited Zhizheng, Senior Brother Xu Shanming, to start the gambling war now." ā€

The lean man jumped forward, stood opposite Mo Wusheng, and said, "Very good." Mo Wusheng, your first two Tianxian Jue, Senior Brother Huyanbo, I am not welcome. ā€

"The state of mind is complete. I didn't feel much stronger in my breath, so I practiced with brute force. The corners of Mo Wusheng's mouth curled slightly, and he took out the Snake Reflection Knife, and said, "The weapon used by Mo Wusheng is the Snake Reflection Knife of the Twelve Rank of this Treasure Rank." Senior Brother Huyanbo, if you lose, don't blame Senior Brother for not explaining it in advance. ā€

Hu Yanbo's face changed slightly, his eyes looked at the Snake Knife faintly, and said: "Twelve Rank of Treasure Rank, it seems that with the wealth of Mo Wusheng's junior brother, he can not only fight three battles?"

"Stop talking nonsense. When you're ready, start gambling. Xu Shanming expressed everyone's thoughts.

Mo Wusheng took a posture and hooked his finger towards Hu Yanbo.

"So rude. Senior Brother Huyanbo will teach you how to be a good junior brother who keeps manners. Hu Yanbo took out a sword, held it in his right hand, and did not approach Mo Wusheng, and raised his sword finger in his left hand, "Iron thorns, bundles." ā€

As the words fell, Mo Wusheng's feet were entwined by the iron thorns turned by the wood spiritual power, but Mo Wusheng didn't care and continued to hook his fingers at Hu Yanbo.

"If you dare to be arrogant, cut off your arm as the price of arrogance. Hu Yanbo swung his sword and slashed, "Chaotic Leaf Flying Blade." ā€

A mass of leaves transformed by the spiritual power of the wood kept flipping in the air, quickly flying towards Mo Wusheng.

It's a pity that Hu Yanbo's spell failed to fall on Mo Wusheng, and he was stabbed into it by the Snake Knife and broke the spell.

Mo Wusheng still didn't break free from the shackles of iron thorns, and said to Hu Yanbo: "Senior Brother Hu Yanbo, Senior Brother, I will let you make a move at the end, you have to grasp it well." ā€

Hearing this, Hu Yanbo trembled with anger, Mo Wusheng wanted him to make three moves, and he didn't take him seriously at all, "I'm angry." ā€

Hu Yanbo threw the sword in his hand, pointed at the sword, and the sword body was instantly shrouded in a layer of cyan rainbow light, and then with a finger of ink, the sword immediately burst out.

"Ink Sutra" and "Teng Snake Record" each have eleven folds, of which one to eleven levels of cultivation can become an immortal, and Mo Wusheng only has the first three exercises, and the triple cultivation has a dream awakening level of perfect cultivation.

The first level of "Ink Sutra" can only be cultivated by reaching the spiritual realm, while the first level of "Teng Snake Record" can only be cultivated by building a complete realm.

In general, Mo Wusheng did not have a single exercise to achieve the first level, but "Teng Snake Record" is one of the six alchemy techniques belonging to the martial arts in the twelve tribulation beast alchemy techniques, after cultivation, Mo Wusheng's brute strength has increased rapidly, and now he can use the eight-stone strong bow freely, and when the first re-cultivation of "Teng Snake Record" is completed, he can increase his brute strength by two more stones, of course, Mo Wusheng's vivid use of strength or martial arts will have to be discussed separately.

Mo Wusheng only relied on Bashi brute force to fight Hu Yanbo, but it was fair.

The flying sword was close, and Mo Wusheng swept out with eight stone brute force, and before the others could see what was going on, the sword that Hu Yanbo was holding was knocked away.

If there is no gambling battle platform to stop the formation, the flying sword will definitely fly out of the field.

Mo Wusheng no longer gave in, as soon as the brute force of his feet came out, the iron thorns that bound his feet immediately cracked, and Hu Yanbo was so frightened that he immediately withdrew the flying sword in his hand, beware of being approached by Mo Wusheng.

As soon as the ink footwork came out, Mo Wusheng's whereabouts were erratic, and Hu Yanbo wanted to use magic to attack, but he couldn't lock Mo Wusheng at all.

"Let Senior Brother Huyanbo make three moves, Senior Brother, I should pay a good salute in return, pay attention. The bite of the hungry. ā€

The hungry ghost bit out, but there was no martial strength to turn the knife into strength, Mo Wusheng approached with deception, and swung the snake knife with brute force with one hand.

Hu Yanbo raised his sword with both hands, threatening to resist the knife of brute force.

Although the knife was blocked, a gap appeared on the sword because of this, and Hu Yanbo himself couldn't stand the force, so he retreated several steps.

"Good. As he spoke, he clenched his free hand into a fist and struck it at Huyanbo's chest.

Hu Yanbo was shocked, Mo Wusheng's brute strength was so strong, he was hit in the chest by this punch, and his chest could not be cracked, and he lost his ability to fight.

couldn't care so much, Hu Yanbo immediately turned over and fell to the ground.

However, Mo Wusheng didn't give Hu Yanbo a chance this time, he bullied himself again, and violently kicked Hu Yanbo in the back.

Just as Mo Wusheng was about to kick Hu Yanbo, Xu Shanming shouted: "Stop the war." ā€

Seeing that Mo Wusheng had put his feet away, he stood aside, and Hu Yanbo also stood up again, Xu Shanming said again: "This game is undoubtedly Mo Wusheng's victory." Hu Yanbo, hand over a Tianxian Jue. ā€

Hu Yanbo's face was very unsightly now, and he threw a Tianxian Jue at Mo Wusheng with a muffled voice, and left.

also lost too badly, Mo Wusheng gave up three moves, but Hu Yanbo himself was defeated by two close moves, if it weren't for Xu Shanming shouting to stop the battle, Mo Wusheng was under one foot, I was afraid that Hu Yanbo would have to lie in bed for a month.

"Fellow disciples, I Mo Wusheng regards myself as extraordinary in combat power, and I have not achieved real people, I Mo Wusheng will not use mana to fight against martial arts, so if you meet the conditions, even if you have cultivated wonderful magic skills, you can also come to power, if Mo Wusheng is defeated, you will have no complaints and offer two Tianxian Jue. ā€

Mo Wusheng said this arrogantly, in order to arouse the dissatisfaction of others and make a good fortune for Tianxian Jue, otherwise when the people around him knew Mo Wusheng's strength and calmed down, it would not be so easy for Mo Wusheng to make a fortune for Tianxian Jue.

Sure enough, as soon as the wild words came out, the young and brain-hot Muyue disciples immediately rushed to fight with Mo Wusheng.

It's a pity.

Among the people who fought the gambling battle with Mo Wusheng, among the disciples of Zhengguan, after Mo Wusheng conceded three moves, they were all defeated, and none of them could force Mo Wusheng to use the ink splashing knife technique.

The few real people who had a gambling battle with Mo Wusheng, after Mo Wusheng used his martial arts to break out, none of them could hold up ten moves.

The bet is big, and the cultivation of the challenger is higher than that of the challenged, and no one can win, at this time, the most people next to the nine gambling platforms is undoubtedly Mo Wusheng.

"These Muyue disciples with real cultivation may not even be able to defeat Mo Guanbai, who has not broken through the Bone Scraping Realm before. Mo Wusheng shook his head and said loudly, "And that fellow wants to have a gambling war with Mo Wusheng?"

Another person stepped onto the gambling platform and said, "Since Mo Wusheng thinks that you have extraordinary combat power, do you dare to fight me without a knife?"

"Yes. Mo Wusheng put away the snake knife, turned his hand and took out the ink bow from the ink sac, and said: "Mo Wusheng doesn't use a knife, use the bow technique, and defeat you with one arrow." ā€

Under the gambling stage, Xu Shanming sighed, usually the ruling division is very leisurely, even if someone is gambling on the battlefield and gambling on valuable things, it is often a battle, so these of them are generally meditating and cultivating in the ruling division, so is it so troublesome now?

Xu Shanming didn't know how many times he shouted to stop the war.

Xu Shanming is a disciple of Chengyin, there is a true monarch cultivation, and now the bow used by Mo Wusheng, he knows that it is a spiritual weapon at a glance, admiring Mo Wusheng's wealth, he understands that he is going to appear on the stage to save people later, after all, there is no turning back arrow when he opens the bow.

Mo Wusheng's brute strength is majestic, even if the arrow is just an ordinary iron arrow, but if the arrow leaves the bow, I am afraid that the disciple on the stage will not be able to stop it, and there will be a blood hole left on his body.

Sure enough, as soon as the battle started, Mo Wusheng gave up three moves, and the iron arrow came out with brute force, and the disciple who challenged Mo Wusheng used all means to block, but the iron arrow still moved forward bravely, and when he was about to shoot the disciple of the crown, Xu Shanming surged with his palm and flew the iron arrow.

"Ink is not a winner. ā€

After the Zhengguan disciple gave Mo Wusheng a spiritual rank white ginseng and left, Xu Shanming boarded the gambling platform.