Chapter 224: Small Means
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The battle in the ring was the last step after the Wuyuan Pavilion held a hunt, and Jing Xian's appearance did not disrupt their original plan, but instead gave them a huge lottery, a big one that even the pavilion master recognized. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
According to the original rules, Wu Yuan Pavilion selected fifty disciples to enter the Wu Yuan Mountain Range to hunt strange beasts, and after obtaining the beast pill back, they would make a record, and then draw half of the number as the lottery heads for the ring battle, and these lottery heads would be divided into the first to tenth places.
In fact, the difference in strength between the fifty disciples in the Wuyuan Pavilion cannot be said to be very large, except for the ten disciples who only have the mid-stage cultivation of the Solid Spirit Realm, the other forty people have the same realm, and the difference is just a means, so everyone will participate, even if they don't participate, they need to hand over half of their Beast Pill as a color head.
This is the rule of Wu Yuan Pavilion, no one will violate it, and they will never think of violating it. So when Jing Xian proposed such a approach, everyone sighed secretly in their hearts and saved a lot of things, and even like Zhou Ming, he had already regarded the broken gold thunder as something in his bag.
Xiang Gan also thought so, but he didn't show that he was as naked as Zhou Ming, Zhang Wu's eyes were also very hot, but his eyes were mostly on Jing Xian's body, the latter lost too much physical strength and spiritual power in the battle with Bu Han, and even the spiritual power in the balanced spirit ball was consumed by nearly one-third.
After a whole day of contempt, the twenty-five groups with a bye were all completed. There were already more than 20 people lying on the huge platform of Wu Yuanshan, more or less injured on their bodies, and there was a lot of unwillingness in their eyes.
The second round was supposed to be played the next day, but Jing Xian was very ignorant and recklessly turned over to the stage when he drew the No. 1 lottery again, shouting "Who is the opponent." ”
At this voice, the originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and one of the people in the crowd looked at the sign in his hand, and when he looked at Jing Xian, he frowned, and secretly said that he was stunned, thinking that he could be an opponent with me after breathing for a while?
He snorted coldly, kicked his legs and turned over on the stage, his palm touched the low-quality Sumeru belt around his waist, and a narrow blade appeared in Jing Xian's eyes. The blade is a knife, and the blade is shiny, flashing red in the setting sun, which is very dazzling.
Seeing this, Jing Xian also took out the dark sword, the jet-black sword body didn't seem to attract attention, but the same smooth sword body made the opponent's eyes streak.
"Wuyuan Pavilion Xu Lang, a monk in the late stage of the Guling Realm, who knows each other, put away his sword and retreat, otherwise, the sword has no eyes!" Xu Lang saluted with his sword, his eyes full of threat.
"Scattered cultivation Jingxian, a monk in the middle of the solid spirit realm, who knows each other, put away the knife, otherwise...... I can also guarantee your life!" Originally, Jing Xian's parroted words had already made Xu Lang a little displeased, and in the end, he gasped so much, which directly made Xu Lang's whole face gloomy, and he could be so arrogant in other people's realms, he hadn't seen much.
"Toast and don't eat and drink!" Xu Lang snorted coldly, and came to Jing Xian between three slashes, and the three knife lights sealed Jing Xian's upper, middle and lower three roads to death, and there was no way to retreat.
"Now Jing Xianke is dead, Xu Lang is famous for his violent temper, he dares to provoke him so much, he just doesn't know how to write dead words!"
"That's it, this kid is really young and frivolous, it's good to make him suffer!"
Xu Lang made his first move, and the public opinion in the field almost showed a one-sided posture, and they all felt that Jing Xian was incapable of beating the former, and even this move was probably unbearable!
Then immediately afterwards, a sound of gold and iron suddenly pulled everyone's thoughts back to reality, and when they raised their eyes, they saw that Xu Lang had been bounced away by Jing Xian's sword, and the whole person actually retreated from Zhang Xu Yuan.
Jing Xian shook his hand and waved his sword to the ground, and looked at Xu Lang who pushed away with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the latter actually completed the ring battle an hour ago, and the strength of the person who fought against him was not weak, and he almost fought with him to lose both Now it is the time when the body is empty, even if Jing Xian's strength in the middle of the solid spirit realm makes him feel a little difficult to parry.
Xu Lang subconsciously regretted a little, he knew that Jing Xian had been pranayama for a day, and he was not reckless, but now he suffered a secret loss, and he was embarrassed to ask for a pause, because that meant that he admitted defeat, how could people stand it.
"Good boy, your ability is not weak, come again!" Xu Lang skimmed his knife and moved, his footsteps moved, and the knife in his hand flipped three ways, slashing horizontally, forcing Jing Xian all the way. The latter was not in a hurry, holding the sword in his hand upside down, and the flickering of his body blocked the knife momentum.
But Jing Xian's way of dealing with it looks like he is letting Xu Lang go, but in fact, Jing Xian is using a dagger, which is the way he is good at.
Jing Xian's smooth response is a little dumbfounded, this is completely different from everyone's ideal shot, shouldn't Jing Xian be the guy who was beaten and fled, how could he deal with it at this time, and it seems that he is consciously letting Xu Lang.
"Hey, Xu Lang, did you take Jing Xian's benefits, why did you fight so much?" I don't know which stunned Qing shouted loudly, Xu Lang was so angry when he heard this that he threw it over, but fortunately, it was Jing Xian's sword that crossed his neck, so he had to turn back to block.
Between the two of them, nearly a hundred moves passed, although Jing Xian dealt with it easily, he has not made much progress, although Xu Lang failed to defeat Jing Xian, but he also ensured that he would not be won by Jing Xian in a short period of time.
The two beckoned, and the violent spiritual power divided the stone platform into cracks, and the bursting stone chips blew up so that people's eyes couldn't open a little, and gradually, a corner of the stone platform was blown up by the two of them again.
Jing Xian put the sword in his hand, and in a flash, he put it in the Sumeru belt, his body retreated a few steps, and then he performed three folded steps, his mind moved, and the spiritual power in the spiritual aperture surged and quickly crossed many meridians and condensed in his hand, and the violent spiritual power fluctuations made Xu Lang a little dumbfounded, at this time, the spiritual power in his body was no longer enough to perform spiritual magic!
"Swallow Yuan Palm!" Jing Xian stood still, suddenly burst into a shout, and pushed out his palms fiercely.
Xu Lang hurriedly pinched the magic trick in his hand, wanting to cast a spiritual technique, but he was indeed a little powerless, looking at the gradually growing Swallowing Yuan palm print, Xu Lang gave birth to the feeling that he was going to put it in the hands of this kid in the middle of the solid spirit realm for the first time.
"Swallow Yuan Palm...... Poof!"
Xu Lang finally unleashed the Swallowing Yuan Palm, but at that time, Jing Xian's palm print was already close to the front, and it was too late, and the huge palm print was directly printed on the former's chest.
The sun has set, and the sky and the earth are occupied by the cold moonlight, which seems to be very quiet, and at this time, a bang just now made everyone stunned, there will be a thing in the middle of the solid spirit realm that will vomit blood in the late stage of the solid spirit realm with one palm, this Jing Xian, what the hell is it?
"Agreed!" Jing Xian let out a sigh of relief and hugged his fists. Although he knew that he was invincible, if he didn't use some such means, how could he possibly advance to the top ten among the forty or so powerhouses in the late stage of the Solid Spirit Realm with his own ability alone! Obviously, this method worked......