Chapter Thirty-Nine: I Am a Mortal
The people who originally appeared on the top of Yuling Mountain were to watch a farce, and they never thought that Jiang Ning, a mortal, would be so extraordinary, even under Jiang Yingxue and Shi Kai, and every game was so different.
The No. 25 ring, which has gathered thousands of people, continues to increase the number of onlookers, and the liveliness is definitely incomparable with other war zones, but it has taken the lead among the 25 rings in Yuling Mountain. At this moment, there were many pairs of sharp eyes in the crowd, and they who originally regarded Jiang Ning as a joke had already regarded the latter as their prey and opponent.
Jiang Ning ran to find the toilet without waiting for the referee to announce the result of the game, and it took a long time before he slowly appeared beside Bei Yin Zhiyao.
Bei Yin Zhiyao said angrily: "It's really lazy donkey grinding and urine." ”
Jiang Ning smiled awkwardly, wondering in his heart.
Jiang Ning was still wondering, what was going on today, when he was fighting with Shi Kai, there must have been a breakthrough in the word trick, and he had to investigate carefully what happened, a mouthful of black hemp blood spurted out of his mouth was disgusting enough, he just went to the toilet by himself, but he didn't expect that all the things he pulled out were like this, and he didn't know whether this thing should come out from below or from above.
Jiang Ning didn't know that the core of the first volume of Daozang's Linzi recipe was to temper his body, which was originally a gradual process, just now he found another way, with the help of Shi Kai in advance, put him to death and then reborn, originally slowly through sweating, excretion and other impurities discharged from his body, Shi Kai was like striking iron, all of them were quenched, and it was already the best result that he did not pour thousands of miles in the ring.
Immediately changed the subject and asked, "Do you know what the four elephants are?"
Bei Yin Zhiyao looked puzzled, obviously unclear.
Jiang Ning explained again: "I'm not asking about spring, summer, autumn and winter, it's about the body, is there anything in the human body that can be expressed by the four elephants? or what kind of changes. ”
Bei Yin Zhiyao looked curious: "Why would you ask such a strange question?"
Looking at Beiyin Zhiyao's expression, Jiang Ning knew that he had asked the right person, this little girl is really not knowledgeable, she knows a lot, just about to continue asking, Zheng Qianhu's impatient urging voice came from her ears: "Jiang Ning, it's time to rest, do you want to continue the game?"
"I went back in the evening and said, I'm going to play first. Jiang Ning said with a laugh in Bei Yin Zhiyao's ear.
A pair of eyes looked at Zheng Qianhu, and while greeting Zheng Qianhu's Lao Tzu in his heart, he walked to the ring.
A smile appeared on Beiyin Zhiyao's face, and the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect around him were full of joy and salivation, and they were all greeting Jiang Ning Laozi in their hearts.
It's all the same people, why is their lives so different.
There was also a person who walked into the ring with Jiang Ning, who looked a little younger than Jiang Ning.
The Heavenly Dao Sect accepts disciples from the age of ten, and generally cultivates for three years to break through the Nine Stars of the Practitioner, of course, some people with high qualifications can have this achievement in about a year, and those with poor qualifications can't break through in a lifetime.
Therefore, the age of people in the first war zone is generally concentrated in the age of eleven to thirteen, and those like Jiang Ning, who have been cultivating for three years and still participating in the Hell Festival competition in the first war zone, have very mediocre qualifications.
Of course, qualification and strength are two different things, although the qualification like Ji Guan Gun is average, but the cultivation time is long, and the time spent in the Xingshi Nine Star is long, which is an old fritter in the first war zone, and the strength is higher.
"Mochuan Jiang Ning, ask the senior brother for advice, I don't know if the senior brother is from the Daming Palace?" Jiang Ning asked with a salute.
This time, the opponent not only looked younger than himself, but also very weak, and he could feel the cowardice when he spoke: "My name is Fan Tong, I am not from Daming Palace, and I don't want to win you." ”
"Oh?"
Jiang Ning was puzzled: "You don't want to win me, then how can you accept the reward order?"
Fan Tong said depressedly: "This is Jiang Yingxue and Shi Kai are too wasteful, if I didn't defeat you, I didn't think that the reward order for you would be my turn to play." ”
Jiang Ning was a little confused, and he didn't understand what the latter meant.
He was also a little curious in his heart, the reward order issued by Daming Palace, this is already the third game, why didn't anyone from Daming Palace appear?
Because of the time, Jiang Ning didn't bother to listen to Fan Tong's nonsense, pulled his feet apart, clenched his fists, and waited for the referee to sound the gong to start the battle, and Fan Tong on the opposite side reluctantly pulled out the sword in his hand.
A gong sounded, the game was about to start, two people shot at the same time, one held a sword, one held a fist, and pounced on the opposite side at the same time, and the people below applauded at the same time, all looking forward to Jiang Ning's third game.
Jiang Ning clenched his fists with both hands, and could obviously feel that his body was full of strength, and he wanted to test what changes had occurred after his body had made a breakthrough, but when his fist was less than half a foot away from Fan Tong's sword, the latter suddenly retracted the sword and took a step back, and shouted at the same time.
"Stop!"
Jiang Ning was blindsided by this sudden change, and since the latter had already put away his sword, he also retracted his fist in time, and then heard Fan Tong say four words.
"I threw in the towel. ”
Jiang Ning shook his head, he couldn't figure it out, someone actually admitted defeat in front of him, a mortal, and there was a sigh under the ring, which told Jiang Ning that he heard correctly, Fan Tong did take the initiative to admit defeat.
"Why?" Jiang Ning asked curiously.
Facing the sighs under the ring, Fan Tong looked at Jiang Ning again, feeling ashamed, and his face turned red: "I watched your two games, I can't win you, it's better for me to admit defeat than to beat you and lie in bed for a few days." ”
Jiang Ning sneered: "Then why did you accept the reward order?"
Fan Tong swept over the crowd under the ring and said, "Who knew that you were such a mortal, not just me, I believe that there are many people who receive the bounty order, but there are probably few people who really want to compete with you." ”
Jiang Ning was a little confused.
Fan Tong continued: "This bounty order only appears once in many years, and it is our luck to be able to appear in the first war zone this year and be touched by us. Those who can be rewarded will be demonic in the sect in the future, and the reward order is a symbol of honor.
In the same way, it is also an honor to be able to receive the bounty order, this kind of thing will never happen in the first war zone, and many people will never encounter it in their lives. You are just a mortal, who could have guessed that your strength is so strong? Everyone thinks that you are a fragrant bait, and you can't even survive the first game, who would have thought that you are an iron plate?" Speaking of the back, Fan Tong looked at Jiang Ning, like a deep resentful woman, and began to complain.
Hearing what Fan Tong said, Jiang Ning swept through the ring, and from the eyes of everyone, he saw that what Fan Tong said was true, it seemed that no one felt that they should stand here, perhaps the one they envied the most was Jiang Yingxue, the first to receive the reward, and picked up the reward order in vain, it was a second-grade Xuan-level supernatural power.
The referee walked into the ring, and after repeated confirmations, the gong announced that Jiang Ning had won, and when Fan Tong left, he looked at Jiang Ning and asked the last question seriously, of course, this is what everyone present wants to know the most.
"How many stars are you doing?"
This was originally a simple question, but it really stumped Jiang Ning.
In the path of cultivation, each level has a clear demarcation boundary according to the spiritual power in the ancestral aperture, and the Nine Stars of the Walker is even more so, the breakthrough of each layer is comparable to ascending to the sky, and every time you advance a layer, your cultivation will have earth-shaking changes.
"I don't know. Jiang Ning said calmly.
Fan Tong thought that Jiang Ning was perfunctory to him, and his angry willow eyebrows were upside down: "If you don't want to say it, you don't want to say it, and you don't have to fool people like this!
Jiang Ning said with a smile: "I don't have a spiritual root, it's a fact that I can't cultivate, you should all know this, I'm really just a mortal, I just have some opportunities, and my strength is greater." ”
He cultivated the Dao Tibetan Character Technique by himself, and he had great strength, but this was only brute force, and his physical strength had changed slightly, so he had the current combat power.
The ancestral aperture has not yet been opened, and there is no way to talk about spiritual power, in a sense, he is still a mortal now, but a mortal with great strength.
Now Jiang Ning has also figured out that having ancestral knowledge and spiritual power is to have strong combat power in order to defeat the opponent.
Although he doesn't have anything now, but he can win the opponent, that's enough, all he wants is to climb the first war zone standings and return to Longling Pavilion, what else is the mess of love.
Fan Tong thought that Jiang Ning was fooling him, so he was not angry, and walked off the ring indignantly.
Watching Fan Tong leave, Jiang Ning said to the referee: "I don't need to rest, please ask the next challenger to come to the stage." ”