Chapter 19: The First Battle
In the Yongqing Hospital, a young girl in white plain clothes was feeding the boy in black, whose face was bruised and swollen in many places, and his hands and feet were entangled.
As soon as the girl fed the porridge into his mouth, he spit it out, "Hot! Painful!!"
The girl hurriedly took a towel to help him wipe his mouth, "Ah, I'm sorry, Brother Ang, it's burning you, it's all Xuanxuan's bad and clumsy." ”
The boy shook his head and sighed, "Hey, I don't blame you. What kind of sin is this, in vain my Wu Xiaoxi I famous, this time I actually planted it!
Fortunately, you can rest for a day, otherwise you will lose face if you fight with that nightglow again. Ah, slow down Hongxuan, be gentle with my handsome face. ”
"Got it, Brother Ang. Hongxuan clumsily helped Wu Xiaoxi finish feeding, and after rubbing the medicine, she stopped disturbing him to rest and went back to the room by herself.
Wu Xiaoxi looked at Hongxuan's departing back, thoughtfully, "This little girl seems to be more and more pleasing to the eye the more she looks at it, and her heart is not bad, but she is a little clumsy." Phew, Wu Xiaoxi, are you still human, Hongxuan is just a little sister, don't think about it!"
"It's so boring, it's going to be another day, and I don't know how those women sit down during confinement. By the way, I forgot about the bracelet for the past two days, and I just had time to deal with it today. ”
He slowly sat up, took off the bracelet and placed it in the palm of his hand, biting the index finger of his other hand, letting the blood drip onto the bracelet.
I saw that after the blood dripped onto the surface of the bracelet, it was like water falling on the soil, and it was instantly absorbed.
After a few drops of blood, a blue light flashed on the characters on the bracelet.
Wu Xiaoxi thought to himself that it should be about the same, and then he urged the bracelet to activate the spiritual power.
After a while, Wu Xiaoxi and the bracelet began to have a feeling of heart-to-heart connection, and through this feeling, he clearly sensed that there was a space of two square meters inside the bracelet.
Wu Xiaoxi suddenly scolded: "Could it be that I have been pitted? I'm not a top-grade space magic weapon, why is it only two square meters of space? So small? I'm afraid the lowest-grade space magic weapon has one square meter, right?"
Wu Xiaoxi kept complaining, and finally stopped after a while.
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There were three more people in the stands today than before.
Wang Laodao smiled and said to the head of the Hundred Yuan Sect, "Senior brother, this time your disciple must be nine out of ten again." ”
The head smiled modestly, "Hehe, this cultivation still relies on his own diligent efforts on weekdays, and as a master, he has no credit." ”
Another veteran Taoist chimed in and said: "Senior brother is humble, the reason why the disciple is successful is not because the master teaches well, I still need to learn more from the senior brother in this regard." ”
The head said gently, "No matter what kind of learning, it's all about teaching each other, junior brother." ”
Mrs. Chen looked at these shameless old people praising each other, with a look of disgust, and she didn't want to say a word.
"This Yuanhe meeting, Senior Brother Qi's disciple Wu Xiaoxi, is really magical, a rare encounter in a hundred years, hahaha. ”
"Speaking of Wu Xiaoxi's competition, it is really annoying and funny. Senior Brother Qi, this disciple, is quite interesting, it has been a long time since this kind of person appeared in the Hundred Yuan Sect. ”
"Yes, yes, I have to say this, senior brother, don't be angry. This Wu Xiaoxi's strength may not be as good as your apprentice, but his style of conduct is much brighter than your apprentice. If you go to the land of the spirit, I don't know what you will do. Haha!"
"Yes, I'm also looking forward to it, how long has our Hundred Yuan Sect been suppressed by those big sects, and when we go to the Land of Shangling, I hope these two can shine and fight for the Hundred Yuan Sect. ”
At this time, the old woman surnamed Chen couldn't stand it anymore, "You old immortals, are you all over?"
Several people knew that Chen Laoyu's disciple Zhou Wanbai was eliminated, and they were constantly resentful at this time, so they didn't discuss it anymore.
The head said: "Don't say it, don't say it, watch the competition." ”
In the center of the school field, a gray figure stood with his hands in his hands, his dress rippling in the wind, and his long hair was blown by the wind and vaguely blocked half of his face.
Those clear eyes were just looking at the black-clothed boy who was two years younger than him with some curiosity.
He suddenly spoke, "You are a little unexpected to me. ”
Wu Xiaoxi felt a little inexplicable, who do you think you are? This competition is not opened by your family, I can stand here without your permission, nerves.
He glanced at the gray robe, and said angrily: "Hehe, wood, there are more things that you expected, do you believe it?"
When the gray-robed man heard the black-clothed young man say this, he didn't get angry, but said coldly, "Really, then let me learn the ability of Uncle Qi's disciple." ”
"Don't worry about you, dead wood, let you strike first! The black-clothed young man pulled out Chunsheng behind him, pointed his sword at the gray-robed man and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the gray-robed man shot out like a bow and arrow off the string.
With the palm of his hand, he turned into a knife and slashed at the head of the young man in black.
The black-clothed young man protected his arms in front of his head, and he insisted on carrying the gray-robed man's hand knife, and the stone bricks under his feet were slightly cracked, which seemed to be a little difficult.
Seeing that his attack was blocked, Yehui was shocked, this kid's body was still a little tough, and then he turned three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and swept the whip leg towards the young man's head.
The young man immediately grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and used the sword body to block the whip leg, because the whip leg was too strong, although the boy blocked it, he still slid out sideways for a distance.
Wu Xiaoxi secretly said in his heart: "My hands are numb to this young man, this dead wood has two brushes, and the chief disciple really didn't blow it." Unlike those fools, it seems that this time it will not be easy to deal with. ”
Before he finished admiring, Yehui turned over his hand and sealed,
"Ice Mist Arrow!"
A white smoke covered the gray robe, and then the white mist quickly surged towards Wu Xiaoxi.
"Grass wall!" the boy shouted hurriedly, and the stone bricks in front of him broke open and a wall of grass was erected.
When the white mist touched the boy's earthen wall, he only heard dozens of crashing sounds on the earthen wall, and the young man couldn't help but secretly say, "It's dangerous." ”
Suddenly, wooden stakes kept popping up around him, surrounding him tightly, forming a wooden prison.
"Heroic Fire Dragon Duel!"
With a wave of the Nightglow Fire Sword, a fire dragon rushed towards the wooden prison.
In the stands, Wang Laodao blew the teacup, "The disciple of the senior brother in charge is really extraordinary, and the connection between these tricks is so skillful, I am afraid that it will catch up with us in another two or three years." ”
The blue-robed old man stared at the wooden prison and said, "It seems that Wu Xiaoxi is a little hanging. ”
The old woman surnamed Chen snorted coldly: "Not necessarily. ”
The head of the Baiyuan Sect played a round field, "Hehe, Senior Sister Chen is right, no one knows the result until the end, continue to watch the competition." ”
The fire dragon was frantically biting at the wooden dungeon, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and a voice kept coming from the dungeon, "Dead wood, you don't roast the barbecue like this, right? It's hot, it's hot!"
After a while, there was no movement in the wooden prison, and some of the disciples couldn't help but worry,
"This man can't be burned clean, is he? Why is there no sound?"
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