274 Throw in the towel
I'm going to go out this afternoon to run some errands, maybe a little later, and try to get before dark.
Don't forget to leave your ticket as you pass by.
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The development of the battle situation was just as Bao Fahu expected, the fire net and the canopy of the tree did scorch a lot of branches and leaves, but the speed of the spread of the fire was not at all comparable to the speed of the new branches and leaves, but in a moment the fire net was firmly hooked on the top of the tree, and the two monks who controlled the net were also entangled in the frenzied growth and spread of the branches and leaves.
Di Chanshang sighed and said: "Their fire is too weak, and if the little junior sister's pig goes into battle, a single fire can burn it into a big piece of coal." "If it weren't for his good impression of Jin Baozong, I'm afraid that he would have laughed at them by now that they were not even as good as pigs.
The scimitar below was frustrated by the same attack as the whip, and the scimitar slashed at the Phantom Tree, which seemed to have a suction force that sucked the scimitar's blades so firmly that they could no longer fly away from the tree. The long whip was also firmly tangled by the vines hanging from the tree.
The stabbing of the big iron sword towards the seal made Shang Bu Qi a little jealous, and from the phantom of the tree body, two long vines with the thickness of the bowl mouth were drawn towards the sword body, constantly interfering with the attack of the iron sword.
Chang Teng was scarred by the blade of the sword, but he recovered immediately in the blink of an eye, although the attack of the big iron sword was sharp, but unfortunately it was almost unable to hurt the invisible and the ghost of the big tree Shang Bu Qi every time.
The three monks of Jin Baozong attacked together, but they couldn't help the business department, but they were dragged by him.
The two Dao Monarchs of the Jin Baozong on the stage looked anxious and angry, and even called stupid, secretly lamenting that these elite disciples in the sect lack practical combat experience, and they only learn from their own peers on weekdays, and they have too little experience in the real battle of life and death! The flaws in the face of the enemy's response were evident in this battle.
The remaining two of the Jin Baozong were responsible for resisting the four Jiedan monks of the Fanjian Sect. was also forced to scramble, and was gradually isolated to the other side of the ring. In the inability to join forces with the other three of his own sect.
Daojun sighed and shook his head, but he did not ask the referee to stop this competition that was already doomed to lose, but Ru Yijun, who was next to him, couldn't see it, and persuaded: "The people of the Sword Sect will not keep their hands, let them continue to compete, what if there is any damage?!" Admitting defeat now, although the face is not very good, it is better than the disciple being beaten on the spot! ”
After thinking about it, he shook his head: "They should learn some lessons. ”
Because of the good Daojun, he also said: "The sect protected them too well in the past, and they suffered some setbacks. Let them know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and there is only good for them. As for the face...... Compared to the future of the sect, what is it? ”
It is precisely because they have high hopes for these disciples that they have to be even more ruthless.
Thou knowest what they are saying. and no longer persuade.
The situation in the ring is becoming more and more unfavorable to Jin Baozong's side. The two Jiedan monks who were two against four were the first to be knocked out of the ring, one of them was seriously injured by a deliberate heavy hand, and the other three besieging Shang Bu Qi were not free to rescue at all. Seeing that the four Jiedan monks of the Fanjian Sect returned to encircle them, Xiang Zhuqian knew that the general trend had gone.
His other two junior disciples have been entangled in half of their bodies by the branches and leaves on the canopy, although they continue to cast spells to resist, but they are also at the end of the crossbow, and the four monks of the Sword Sect are afraid that they will not even have the strength to resist.
The eyes of the people of the Fan Sword Sect flashed with murderous intent. As long as there is a chance, he is absolutely happy to kill them in the ring with a "miss", and at this moment he is no longer allowed to be reckless!
Xiang Qianyi gritted his teeth. shouted: "Stop, let's admit defeat!" His face turned pale, and shouting this sentence was more uncomfortable for him who was arrogant than committing suicide, but he had to do it, he couldn't let the elite of his sect who had been cultivated with great difficulty die tragically in the hands of his opponent because of his leadership mistakes.
Di Chanshang snorted lightly and said, "This Xiang Zhan Qianren is not bad. Bao Fahu and the rest of the juniors and sisters couldn't help but nod in agreement.
However, Di Chanshang showed the fox's tail in the next sentence: "The one on the other side is not his junior sister, he is willing to admit defeat in public so easily, hehe!" When he said this, his eyes naturally aimed in the direction of Yin Zizhang.
Zhu Zhu heard that he was making fun of Yin Zizhang about this again, and his eyes widened in anger and said, "Senior brother, you are a villain!" ”
This kind of painless scolding Di Chan Shang didn't take it seriously at all, and smiled more and more proudly.
Shi Yinglu couldn't see that her junior sister was being bullied, so she said helpfully: "I'll go back and beg the master not to accept female disciples anymore, and let her ignore the senior brother if I do!" We ignore him! ”
Shi Yinglu's threat to Di Chanshang's junior sister control still had some effect, and he said stupidly: "I'm talking about the fourth junior brother, what are you excited about?" ”
Yin Zizhang glanced at him and said coldly: "Within a year, you will have the opportunity to admit defeat to me." ”
Di Chanshang was furious on the spot, Bao Fahu stopped him, and said with a headache: "If you want to fight, wait for the battle after the Fa Fighting Conference." If there is a strong enemy, don't fight in the nest first. ”
The two fighting cocks glared at each other, snorted and did not speak.
Xiang Zhuqian hung his head and took a few junior disciples to ask for guilt from the two Dao monarchs, who were good at doing their best and being good, but the two of them were not as angry as they imagined, but said indifferently: "Think about it, why did you lose." ”
Because one of the Jiedan monks in the Jin Baozong team was seriously injured, except for Xiang Zhuqian, the other three were also slightly injured to varying degrees, in this case, it was not good to continue the competition, so they did their best to let them withdraw from this fighting competition.
Xiang Zhenqian did not leave with the other injured companions, he chose to stay and continue to watch the competition, and others cast strange eyes on him, and he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Ji Xiang Daojun saw it in his eyes, and said to Daojun who was good at it: "What you said is right, it's a good thing to let them suffer some setbacks." ”
Having said that, he still didn't want his own disciples to suffer such a setback, he only hoped that Xiao Shou and a few of them could learn the lesson, and perform better in the next one, otherwise in the end, the limelight would be won by the Zhao Cai Sect and the Western Five Nations Alliance, how would they explain to the old ancestor in the sect when they went back?
In the second round of the draw, only seven teams participated, and the Cengage had a bye. The Western Five Nations Alliance and the Zhao Cai Sect were "not unlucky" and faced the two weakest teams in Group A, while the Fanjian Sect faced the Sacrifice Sect.
The people who worship the sect are different from those of the Jin Bao Sect, they will be sent to various Doufa Hall branches to experience when they have nothing to do on weekdays, and they must hide their identities in the branch for a year to participate in more than 300 competitions and win all of them, before they are eligible to return to the sect for retreat and retreat.
It can be said that every elite disciple is a veteran of a hundred battles, and in terms of actual combat experience, Shang Buqi and a few others are not comparable to them.
In the face of such an opponent, Shang Buqi's arrogant and arrogant expression has also been restrained a lot, this battle is very difficult, but they will still be the winners! (To be continued)
(Zilang Literature)