0215 Thirty-Seven Magic Lion
Next is Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun's score is one level higher than Gu Feng's, he got a grade of grade A fourth, if converted to modern scoring standards, grade A first class is a full score of 10 points, grade A second class is 9.8 points, grade A third class is 9.6 points, and so on...... Gu Feng's final score is the first class of grade B, that is, 9.0 points, Cui Jian is the second class of grade B, which is 8.8 points, and Zhao Yun is the fourth class of grade A, which is counted as 9.4 points, as for Yi Jie, there is a dramatic scene.
Of the nine judges in the field, three scored a perfect score of 10 points in the first class of the first class, three scored a low score of 6.2 points in the fifth class of the D class, and the remaining three were impartial and gave an intermediate score and 8 points for the first class of the C class.
Judging from the judges' bright scores, it was the second sister Hua's second sister Xiangqi and Mama Wang who gave Yi Jie high scores, I can think of the reason why they gave high scores with my toes, the red-faced and white-toothed sissies are often favored by women, but the ones who gave low scores were the wolf Danyangzi and Yunhezi, they should be supporters of machismo.
Chi Songzi was also stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Obviously, Yi Jie's final score is the first class of grade C." β
Hearing this, Zuo Ci squeaked and laughed, but Nanhua couldn't help but shout: "I protest, it should be fair that all of us should participate in the scoring." β
Chi Songzi hadn't spoken yet, but Li Er said indifferently: "Brother Nanhua, these scores only account for an insignificant proportion of the total score, you don't need to care too much about this, let me tell you this, it's just a warm-up at the moment, it doesn't matter what looks and height, and I don't want my beloved disciple to marry an embroidered pillow." β
Nanhua suddenly stopped speaking.
Chi Songzi smiled slightly: "The next thing is the martial arts competition, and the rules of the martial arts competition are ......"
He was about to announce the rules of the competition, when suddenly a little Taoist priest hurriedly walked over, waved to Chi Songzi, looked quite anxious, seeing this, Cheng Lei, who was sitting in the judges' seat, appeared next to the little Taoist priest in a flash, listening to the little Taoist priest say a few words, Cheng Lei's face became quite strange, returned to the ring, and said a few words to Li Er, Li Er suddenly frowned, and the expression on his face was also stern.
After pondering for a while, Li Er stood up and said slowly: "Something happened temporarily, and the next competition has been changed, canceling the previous preset martial arts, literary talents, Taoism, courage and other competitions." β
Hearing this, we were all extremely surprised, what happened that made Li Er, who was a Dao Venerable, frown, and at his level, even if the sky fell, he didn't need to worry.
Li Er continued: "The next content of your competition is to go to the mid-mountain lion roar slope to kill the demon lion, and every time you kill a demon lion, you can get a demon lion's Neidan, give you a three-day period, whoever gets the most demon lion Neidan, who is the champion of the competition." β
After speaking, Li Er's figure slowly disappeared, and with him disappeared, there were eight disciples who acted as judges, and soon, there were only four candidates on the stage, Chi Songzi and Zhao Yun.
Chi Songzi coughed lightly, took out four red balls, and threw them to the ground, and four portals appeared in the ring, and he said with a smile: "Since the master has a life, I won't say more, these teleportation arrays lead to the lion's roar slope in the middle of the mountain, and at this time in three days, I will go to the lion's roar slope to greet you." β
Everyone looked at each other, and in an instant, the first to lead the disciples to the teleportation array was Luoyang Jinzhong, not to mention, although this white-eyed old man didn't make much noise, he did things extremely simply.
Just as Jin Zhong was about to step into the teleportation array, Chi Songzi suddenly said: "Uncle Jin, remember to keep it properly after winning the Demon Lion Neidan, don't lose it or be snatched away by others, when we count the results, we use the Demon Lion Neidan as the only credential." β
Hearing this, Jin Zhong only froze slightly, and then entered the portal, and Gu Feng and the other disciples followed closely behind.
Listening to Chi Songzi say this, I saw Nanhua and Yu Xiao look at each other thoughtfully, with ripples in their eyes, and then stepped into the teleportation array respectively, I couldn't help but want to curse, Chi Songzi said this, didn't it remind Nanhua and Yu Xiao that when the time comes, they will definitely join forces to snatch someone else's Demon Lion Neidan.
Zuo Ci seemed to know what I was thinking, and said softly: "When we get to the Lion's Roar Slope, let's not be busy killing the demon lion first, find Jin Zhong and then talk about it, and join forces with him as much as possible." β
Nodding, everyone stepped into the portal, and came out to find themselves in a dense forest,
This dense forest is very old, with trees five or six meters in diameter, and the canopy is even more dense and towering, because the trees are so tall that the sunlight no longer takes the shape of dots when the branches and leaves fall on the ground, but are connected together.
Jin Zhong and the others were not nearby, and there seemed to be a tail wagging behind a giant tree in front of us, which somewhat surprised us, could it be the so-called magic lion in front of us? Isn't that a coincidence?
Murong Xiu and Xiao Longma were about to throw a fireball over, but Zuo Ci hurriedly stopped: "Don't be busy, Daochang Li said that these demon lions are at most the junior grandmaster level, and there is nothing to be afraid of." β
Immediately, everyone walked forward, turned the giant tree, and the situation in front of us made us a little overwhelmed.
Behind the tree is a lion, this lion stands like a human, holding the trunk of the tree with one hand, and picking his teeth with a sharp claw in the other. β
I coughed lightly: "The fleas are gone, and the hair is more outstanding, what do you call this brother?" β
The lion smiled very contentedly: "I am the thirty-seventh magic lion, you can call it as much as you like." β
"As a lion, you can actually speak human words, are you stressed?" I asked.
"What pressure can this be? There are more than 100 lions of all sizes on the lion roar slope, and at least half of them can speak human language, but there is nothing to show off. Lion No. 37 continued to pick his teeth with his paws, and asked nonchalantly, "Do you want to come and take my Neidan?" β
"You know everything, huh?" I touched my scalp honestly: "Can you make a discussion, borrow your Neidan and I'll pay it off, and then return it to you, do you think it's okay?" β
"Okay, your sister, if you want to fight, don't be verbose." Thirty-seven looked at me with disdain.
"Then the only way to solve the problem is to use force." I shrugged my shoulders helplessly.
No. 37 also learned from me to shrug my shoulders and spread my hands: "If you want to do it, then do it." β
I just threw four spiral electric fireballs over, and tested his bottom before talking.
Thirty-Seven didn't take my fireball in his eyes, and just stood there, letting my fireball hit his body. I couldn't help but be excited, grandma's, even if you can't burn you, you have to be electrocuted.
However, my fireball obviously hit its body, but it seemed to land on an extremely slippery surface, and there was a faint transparent barrier on the surface of its body, and the fireball slid down this transparent barrier to the ground with a squeak, and burned for a while before extinguishing itself.
It's like an oiled loach, giving it a slippery feel.
"How about the new skills I just learned at this time, how about it, it's easier to use, right?" Thirty-seven flicked his claws triumphantly, and then pounced on me.
I hurriedly performed a trick of iron armor, but No. 37 was a trick of Tianshui Purification to wash off my iron armor, in desperation, I shrunk into an inch and ran ten meters away, and before I could stand firm, No. 37 also shrunk into an inch and chased over, with his right palm on my head, and the sharp claws reflected a strange light in the sun.
Mombi, this No. 37 is at least an intermediate grandmaster, otherwise, he would not have played the Dao technique of Tianshui Purification.
Since the Dao technique is useless, I will use the empty fist, as long as I can delay for a while, Murong Xiu and they will rush up, even if the level of Murong Xiu's little dragon horse is not as good as the thirty-seventh, but isn't there still Zuo Ci? He's a high-level grandmaster.
Unexpectedly, the corner of his eye swept over, and he found that Zuo Ci actually drilled out four demon lions on his side, and fought at them, Zuo Ci protected Zhao Yun behind him, fighting against the three demon lions, and Murong Xiu and Xiaolong were working together to fight against a demon lion, these three demon lions were all intermediate grandmaster masters, Murong Xiu and the others were all left and right, in comparison, I was relatively comfortable.
It's impossible to count on them to help, and I'll even have to kill this Thirty-Seven to help them.
The claws of No. 37 in front of me have arrived in front of me, I gritted my teeth, and directly made a move to see the sun, I haven't played empty punches for many days, and I don't know if I am rusty.
Fortunately, this time it grabbed the front paw of number thirty-seven, but the feeling of slippery and slippery reappeared, it only struggled slightly, broke free from my grasp, and then continued to slap me in the face.
Damn, what should I do, the Dao technique doesn't work for him, he can't catch it with an empty fist, and the pistol or something has no effect on the intermediate grandmaster at all, this is just going to kill my rhythm.
With a flash of lightning in his head, he suddenly took out a spear from the ring and poked it at Thirty-Seven, who still didn't care, and let my spear hit his body.
A ripple of water flashed, and the transparent barrier on Thirty-Seven's body suddenly disappeared, and then a layer of swarthy slime appeared, like the kind of glue mixed with ink, and all kinds of large and small bands of slime were all over its body.
Damn, what is this? I'm almost certain that this thing on it is the reason for the fireball attack to be offloaded, hey, I seem to have seen this thing somewhere.
I suddenly thought about it, when I was traveling thousands of miles with Huo Quai, in the black swamp of Helan Mountain, those black monsters were this kind of slime, and on the way to follow Yu Jing to the Mida Cave Mansion, they were also attacked by this black slime monster, and it was Ye Suifeng who commanded the black slaves at that time, that is, the disciple of the Black Water Tianzun.
Damn, could it be that these demon lions in front of you are actually the disciples and grandchildren of Heishui Tianzun? R1058