Chapter 7: The Duel
I saw him, and between the finger seals, a raging flame engulfed him from the inside out.
"Fire Escape, Snake Fist!"
The flame that enveloped him suddenly turned into a cobra, and its body rose to two or three feet, with a momentum that was in the world.
This cobra, which is transformed from flames, can either link with the human body or attack independently from the human body.
For people with low cultivation, the former is more efficient and is the most commonly used means of attack. And if you want to control the flames and attack independently, you must at least have a martial artist and above.
In other words, for people with low cultivation, even if they successfully cast a spell, it would be difficult to reach that kind of supernatural realm.
Long Yuanmao drank loudly and strode towards Long Yuanwu. For someone of his cultivation, melee attacks are more effective.
At this moment, he was like a burning cobra, flying towards Long Yuanwu.
In Long Yuanwu's pupils, a flaming cobra swooped down from the top of his head. The gaping mouth was enough to swallow his whole body.
However, there was no trace of fear on his face.
At the moment when the big snake bit down, Long Yuanwu instinctively took a few steps back. Then the figure flashed, like a gust of wind, and disappeared. The next moment, miraculously appeared behind Long Yuanmao.
"Second brother, be careful!" Long Yuanben hurriedly reminded, and pinched a cold sweat tightly for Long Yuanmao.
"This ......" Long Kui, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, opened his mouth slightly and looked dumbfounded. Long Yuanwu actually took a pure body technique attack, how confident he should be to dare to take such a risk!
He is Long Yuanmao's father, and he hopes that his two sons will win a few more votes for himself through actual combat results. But reality slapped him hard and disappointed him.
"This is your spell!" Long Yuanwu's words, revealing a thick sense of irony, then swept away.
"Body Technique, Leg Sweep!" Long Yuanwu's foot, wrapped in a stream of true qi, separated the blazing flames, and swept firmly on Long Yuanmao's head.
This move is simple, but it is fast enough that the other party can't react.
Long Yuan snorted, like a spinning top that had been pumped away, it flew for two or three feet, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he fainted on the spot.
"It seems that your cultivation is only reflected in the data, and there is still a long way to go before the actual battle. Long Yuanwu shook his head slightly, disappointed with Long Yuanmao's performance.
"Second brother!" Long Yuanben looked frightened and hurriedly rushed over.
Long Kui and the other dark warriors rushed over. Based on experience, it is inferred that some of Long Yuanmao's meridians have been damaged.
For martial arts practitioners, damage to the meridians is a serious matter.
Long Yuanmao gradually came to his senses, struggling to stand up, wanting to compete with Long Yuanwu again. But as soon as I got up, I felt a pain in concentration.
"Second brother, you rest on the side, big brother breathes this for you!" Long Yuan was furious, and rushed towards Long Yuanwu with a fierce momentum.
"Wait!" Suddenly, a broken cry came, wrapped in a strong breath, which exploded in Long Yuanben's ears.
I saw a middle-aged man, shrouded in a mysterious aura, like a gust of wind, sweeping in.
The clansmen at the scene all widened their eyes and looked incredulous.
"Dad, why are you here?" Long Yuanwu greeted him with an incredulous expression. Considering that the head of the dragon may be injured, he subconsciously supported him, "Mother, where is Mother?"
"This is not the place to speak, let's go into the house and go!" Long Yuanfeng waved his hand, and with Long Yuanwu's support, he walked towards a building in front of him.
"Uncle, Long Yuanwu injured my second brother, how to calculate this account?" Long Yuanben was unwilling and stopped in the middle of the road.
"Smack!" the dragon head didn't say a word, and slapped it out, knocking Long Yuanben back. Then continue to move forward with the support of Long Yuanwu.
This rude behavior of the head of the dragon really angered Long Kui. In the past, I would be in awe of the dragon head, but now it is very different. The dragon head has internal injuries and is not suitable for human intervention.
"Head Long, your family betrayed the entire Wolong City, and you still have the courage to come back!" Long Kui took a step across, blocked the middle of the road, pointed at the head of Long, and shouted.
"Second brother, I know everything you want, isn't it just a city lord seal, I can give it to you, but it must be after my son takes the final assessment. The voice of the dragon head was very low, low and a little terrifying, as if there was a murderous aura, suppressed in the throat.
The election of the city lord is decided by the vote of the clansmen of the entire Wolong City, and the new martial arts disciple graduation assessment of the martial arts academy has great reference value.
Under the calm momentum of the dragon head, Long Kui took a few steps back one after another. Even if he knew that the dragon head was injured, he didn't dare to do it easily.
Long Yuanben on the side had just been slapped in the face, and he couldn't swallow his breath. He felt that the dragon head was injured, and he was not his father's opponent at all.
However, just as he was about to start his mouth, Long Kui drank him.
"Don't be rude to your uncle!" Although Long Kui is very calm on the surface, his heart is overturned.
"Dad, Long Yuanwu is strong and quibble, and he wants to confuse the public, people like him should learn a little lesson!" Long Yuanben's tone was firm and resolute, but he had already transferred the target of the attack to Long Yuanwu, at this moment, his face was swollen and red, and his clenched fist not only did not loosen, but tightened a little.
"Ben'er, don't make a mistake, he's your cousin anyway, how can he not get along with his own family!" When Long Kui said this, his eyes were much sharper than before, and he was originally squinting, and the eyeballs covered by his eyelids were like a sharp sword out of the sheath, stabbing straight into Long Yuanwu's heart.
In front of many onlookers, it was inconvenient for him to protect his two sons, not to mention the theft of the Treasure Pavilion, which did leave a lot of suspicions, and it was difficult to lift a stone and hit himself in the foot.
Therefore, we must think long-term, even if we want to teach Long Yuanwu a lesson, we must find a suitable time.
Of course, there is another very important reason, he needs a snow lotus.
He still didn't know where Long Yuanwu hid the snow lotus, and he didn't know if the other party would come and burn a jade stone when he was forced to do so.
Under pressure from his father, Long Yuanben was forced to retreat.
Long Yuanwu supported the head of Long, surrounded by the crowd, and entered the building.
As soon as the door was closed, the dragon head coughed violently a few times and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
"Dad, you're tired, take a good rest first, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow!" Long Yuanwu persuaded.
"Okay, you must be cautious too! I just observed that the three of them, father and son, are completely coming for you alone, and I don't know why. ”
"Dad, they want to get that snow lotus on my body!" Long Yuanwu looked mysterious, then took out the snow lotus from the storage bag and handed it to Long Yuanwu.
Long Yuanwu looked at it over and over again, and his expression became much more anxious than before.
"This snow lotus is worth a lot of money, let's move it overnight!"
"Good. Long Yuanwu nodded in response, he didn't want to stay in the city for a long time. Helping the head of the dragon into the bedroom, helping him to the bed and retreating silently. Then he went into his room and fell asleep.
As night falls, the moonlight pours down through the skylight. The howling evening breeze is like a whimper, making people sleep restlessly all night.
Tell me about it!
With his super perception, Long Yuanwu heard a sound of broken footsteps on the roof, although it was mixed with the sound of the wind, it was still perceived by him.