Chapter 33: My name is Mourning Wood
"Wang Lu, what is this?"
On the gimbal, the Spirit Sword Elder who was the referee frowned and asked.
Wang Lu looked down at the flattering little thing, raised his head and replied calmly, "Dog." ”
“…… Nonsense, I ask you what do you mean by bringing a dog up? ”
Wang Lu said: "Of course, I participated in the competition, but it was not the game that was sent to you to taste." ”
When the stupid dog heard the word game, he trembled: "Wang? ”
Liu Xian asked: "Do you want to take the dog to compare?" ”
Wang Lu asked rhetorically: "The rules don't prohibit bringing spirit pets, right?" Although this dog is a little stupid, it is a spirit pet who has exchanged contracts with me after all, and the grade is definitely not exceeded, please rest assured. ”
"Hmm." Liu Xian turned his head and asked for the opinion of the other referee.
Yuan Chaonian was also quite surprised, he hadn't heard that the Spirit Sword Sect was also good at controlling beasts, so it was strange for Wang Lu to bring a dog to power. However, there is a connection between people and dogs, and the identity of the spirit pet is correct, and it is true that the general competition does not prohibit the contestants from carrying spirit pets - of course, there are strict restrictions on the grade - otherwise it would be too unfair to sects such as the Beast Control Sect.
"Okay, since this disciple intends to show us the Spirit Sword Sect's beast control thaumaturgy, we'll wait and see."
Liu Xian smiled bitterly in his heart, as an elder of the Gong Inheritance, how could I not know that the Dao Spirit Sword Sect also has beast control thaumaturgy? But he still nodded: "Then, the time for the game is almost up, so let's invite the two players to the stage." ”
Once both were in place, the two elders began to check on the monk's condition.
Including not using external secret methods to enhance cultivation, not carrying props and elixirs of more than the specified grade, and not forcibly unsealing high-grade spirit treasures...... Of course, for today's big competition between the two factions, it is also a formality, after all, a group of old monsters who turn into gods and primordial babies are here, and there is no disciple who does not try to cheat without a long eye.
Liu Xian simply glanced at Zhao Jiangyuan and nodded to indicate that he was qualified, while Yuan Chaonian also sensed it with his primordial spirit, but he saw something in Wang Lu's mustard seed bag, which made him slightly surprised...... However, it was not a violation, so I nodded and let it go.
So, in the cheers of the audience, the two monks stood opposite each other on the rooftop of Yunlu, and made the most difficult preparations, only to see Zhao Jiangyuan holding a ruyi in his hand, a bronze mirror, silently reciting a spell in his mouth, and a white mist shrouded his body from the seven orifices, which seemed gloomy and chilling.
An elderly spirit sword monk in the audience said: "Sure enough, it's witchcraft, but the great prosperity of witchcraft in Tiannan Prefecture is still before the end of the law era, and now witchcraft should be on the verge of extinction...... It is worthy of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Gate, and even this kind of partial door exercise can be found. ”
Another person smiled: "It's better to say, even people with qualifications suitable for practicing witchcraft can be found, this is really not easy and I don't know if Wang Lu can cope with it, this witchcraft is unpredictable, it can't be prevented, I don't know if the Wuxiang function can resist it." ”
"Heh, legend has it that the Fifth Elder is a master of defense, and the exercises she has personally passed down should be good...... However, Wang Lu's cultivation realm is a hard injury. ”
When the people below were talking about it, Wang Lu turned a blind eye to the magic of Tiannan, and teased the dog with a piece of fat pork belly in his hand, such a gesture was almost provocative.
So the elders didn't wait long: "Begin"
Almost at the same time, Zhao Jiangyuan disappeared from the same place, his body was like wind and lightning, and in an instant, he drew out a series of afterimages, and rushed forward, and the bronze mirror and Ruyi that clearly had the level of magic weapons were all thrown down by him, and in their place, it was a long sword with amazing determination.
"Sword cultivation?"
In an instant, countless people in the audience exclaimed. This Zhao Jiangyuan has often made a chattering appearance since the beginning of this sect exchange activities, and his words also revealed that he has a deep study of witchcraft, and most people guess that the core exercises he practices are witchcraft spells. But he didn't want to, all this was just to hide his true skills.
He is a sword cultivator who is good at hand-to-hand combat, and is a sword cultivator who breaks through ten thousand methods with one sword
It would be a big mistake to think that he would slowly use witchcraft to maneuver with his opponent and corrupt his opponent little by little, because Zhao Jiangyuan did not intend to fight a protracted battle with Wang Lu at all, as analyzed before the battle, to win was to win in the first round.
And Zhao Jiangyuan, as a sword cultivator, is the best at this decapitation tactic, the swordsmanship he cultivates is the Immortal Sen Luo Sword, which can capture all the details of the opponent in an instant, find the flaws everywhere, and penetrate in one fell swoop, which is a first-class skill to break the enemy, not to mention that his mana cultivation is far superior to the opponent, and he is also above Wang Lu in terms of strength
The body is like electricity, and the heart is like water...... Zhao Jiangyuan's long sword pointed directly, the five senses and the primordial spirit had firmly locked the opponent, and even the slightest movement could not escape, and in an instant, he had already seen too many flaws
This sword will pierce thee
At the same time, Wang Lu just threw the pork belly in his hand forward violently, trying to cover Zhao Jiangyuan's vision.
Zhao Jiangyuan was unmoved, his mind was all locked on Wang Lu's body, there were no distracting thoughts, and he didn't care about the piece of pork belly that covered his vision, and the spirit sword in his hand stabbed out, under the impact of this sword intent, any debris would turn into ashes in an instant - together with Wang Lu behind the debris
However, in the next moment, the mutation protruded, Zhao Jiangyuan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist, the mana circulation was abruptly interrupted, and the Sen Luo Sword that was gaining momentum was unsustainable
When he was stunned, Wang Lu's Kunshan Sword arrived again, and with a sword point, the Xuanao Sword Intent of the Phaseless Sword Technique forced the Sen Luo Sword back just right, and Zhao Jiangyuan staggered back, with a wave of annoyance in his chest.
When I came back to my senses, I saw blood dripping from my wrist, and two rows of tooth prints were deeply imprinted on it.
"Borrowing and transforming into shapes?"
Zhao Jiangyuan's eyes were cold, he had already seen the tricks played by Wang Lu, it turned out that from the beginning, the pork belly and miscellaneous dogs were reversed by Wang Lu by means of objectification. The dog is meat, the meat is the dog, he threw out the pork belly, which seemed to be blocking his vision, but in fact, he was simply letting the dog bite people, and when Zhao Jiangyuan urged the Senluo sword, his mind was completely on Wang Lu, and he didn't notice the opponent's tricks at all, and the dog was also a different spirit animal, and it didn't look like a high grade, but it had sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and it actually bit the wrist wrapped in the sword intent, and even hurt the flesh of the easy tendon after the foundation was built...... Is this miscellaneous dog really not exceeding the standard?
However, the more important problem is that the other party was confident when he drew his sword, and obviously expected his own means and waited for work. However, his identity as a sword cultivator is not known even to everyone in the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect, how can he see through it?
Before this trip, there were elders such as Yuan Chaonian to take care of them, and the disciples would not be seen through by the Spirit Sword Elder with the Yuan Shen, Zhao Jiangyuan was confident that the identity and exercises of the sword cultivator were well hidden, and there were absolutely no flaws, what ......
Wang Lu would not tell him, although he hid it very well, even the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect did not see the name, but a certain cook saw through the truth at a glance, and at that time he smiled at Wang Lu very lightly and said, "Look, there is a sword cultivator over there."
Therefore, Zhao Jiangyuan's biggest hole card was invalid from the beginning, and as for his confident thunder blow, it was impossible to make a contribution. However, if the blow missed, Zhao Jiangyuan was not discouraged, but took half a step forward, and Sen Luo's sword intent spread, locking Wang Lu even more deadly.
"Hey, Senluo Sword is amazing? Come closer, get closer, because you think the closer you get, the less you see. ”
Wang Lu said, slowly dancing the Kunshan Sword, urging the Wuxiang Sword Intent to draw an indestructible three-foot sword encirclement.
In Zhao Jiangyuan's eyes, he also saw a solid fortress slowly taking shape, and finally it gradually became perfect, hiding all the flaws...... If you didn't see it with your own eyes, it was really hard to imagine that a young cultivator with a high level of qi cultivation could actually have such a strong defensive power
Zhao Jiangyuan's heart became heavier and heavier, and the first sword that was bound to be won was broken by the other party with a clever plan, judging from his performance at this time, he did not suffer any damage at all, but he was cut off by the middle path due to the full strength of the sword, and the injury was not light under the mana backlash, and he had already maintained the output of the peak. Now that Wang Lu's defense has been completed, there is another unfathomable spirit pet, although he is still confident to break through his defense, but it is not a moment's work, and the plan of a quick battle has been declared a failure.
And once dragged into a protracted war, it is in line with the worst-case scenario that the senior brother said before the war, and it will leave too many opportunities for the opponent to take advantage of......
"So, I have to act as if nothing happened just now, and let's decapitate the sword again."
Zhao Jiangyuan smiled mockingly, and the sword was handed over to his left hand, and behind his right hand, wrapped in the white mist that had just been spewed out, repairing his injuries.
At the same time, his mind locked on the opponent again, and in the Jade Mansion, a Senluo sword heart began to rotate rapidly, looking for a flaw in the ironclad sword wall.
Can't find it? It doesn't matter, even if there are many unfavorable factors, how can there be a cowardly sword cultivation under the Ten Thousand Immortals?
The second sword then came with anger, this sword castration was more tricky, and more fierce, and after Zhao Jiangyuan was on guard, it was impossible to reproduce the tactic of letting the dog bite people, and the stupid dog was anxious to turn around on the ground, but he could no longer find a chance to cut into Sen Luo's sword intent.
With a muffled sound, the Wuxiang Sword and the Sen Luo Sword collided head-on without any fancy, and suddenly, the clouds on the roof of Yunlu set off amazing shock ripples, after a sword, Wang Lu's smile was still the same, but the wrist holding the sword trembled, and Zhao Jiangyuan frowned, looking at the Sen Luo Sword that was shocked back in disbelief.
With the cultivation of the foundation and the next product, the sword that urged the luck with all his might was actually blocked back?
Indeed, Sen Luo Sword is not known for its pure strength, but it is also an immortal swordsmanship, and its destructive power is extraordinary. This is not a famous and decent disciple who crosses the level to crush the miscellaneous casual cultivation, the two sides are both five elite elites, and the gap in the realm is the heavenly moat, and this unbridgeable gap has been smoothed out by the thick and simple Kunshan sword...... How strong is this defense?
didn't have to think about it, Zhao Jiangyuan's footsteps were wrong, the third sword was like flowing water, and he slashed at the trend, Wang Lu raised his sword to greet him, and he didn't fall behind.
I only heard the banging sound on the gimbal, and in an instant, the two swords struck each other dozens of times, and Sen Luo's sword momentum gradually became dense like a net, enveloping Wang Lu in it, attacking from all directions. Wang Lu's sword encirclement did not give in at all, firmly guarding the three-foot space.
After a while, the sound of sword strikes that had lasted for thousands of times gradually stopped, and Zhao Jiangyuan took a step back with a strange expression.
Then, I saw Wang Lu cough up a mouthful of blood violently, his face was as pale as paper, and he had internal injuries.
Offstage, the Spirit Sword disciples stared wide-eyed, incredible. And a few people from the Wanfa Immortal Gate let out a long breath and put their minds at ease: this kind of turtleshell-like sword circumference, as long as the first place is broken, it will be flawed everywhere...... Being able to support under the Senluo sword for so long, as a monk with a high grade of qi cultivation, Wang Lu can already be called a rebel, but he is finally defeated
But at this time, Zhao Jiangyuan on the stage had a bitter face, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but the blood clearly contained fragments of internal organs
"What kind of sword is this?" Zhao Jiangyuan's voice was hoarse, and when he spoke, there was a smell of blood, but he couldn't suppress the confusion in his heart.
Wang Lu also smiled with difficulty: "Blade armor." ”
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