Chapter 5: The Covenant of the Five Tricks
Jing Jue glanced at everyone present, saw the eyes of disdain and hatred, and asked, "You also mean the same, as long as I win the duel with this senior brother, you will never embarrass me again in the future?"
"Hehe, this kid still wants to win, his heart is really big. ”
"Doesn't this kid know that there is an insurmountable gap between the fifth layer of Qi cultivation and the sixth layer of Qi training?"
There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, all pointing at Jing Jue and saying that he didn't know the height of the sky.
They are still very confident in Yuan Qingshan, Yuan Qingshan's performance in the Dao Hall, everyone can see it, that is the fists, palms, legs and fingers are involved, the swords, guns and sticks are at their fingertips, their own strength is undoubted, and this Jingjue, they are also very clear, not to mention that it is just the fifth layer of Qi training, even if it is the Dao Hall, he has only been here for a day, and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is not qualified to enter at all, what exercises do you say he has? What stunts? That's impossible, the only thing that has is just a five-layer skin for Qi training, so in fact, a comparison, a judgment is made, and you don't even have to go to the Dharma Arena.
However, there are still good deeds, some want to see a lively scene, and some are disgusted with the "plague god" of Jing Jue, and they all coaxed and said: "As long as you can win Senior Brother Yuan, I will never be embarrassed by you in the future." ”
They all spoke loudly, but the weird smile that appeared on the corner of his mouth was disgusting.
"Good!" replied, "Don't forget what you said. ”
As he spoke, he took the lead in walking out of the Daoist Hall and headed towards the Dharma Arena, with that kind of posture, he was not afraid at all, but was a little excited.
The news of the duel between Jing Jue and Yuan Qingshan spread far and wide, and not long after the two of them came to the stage, the Dharma Arena was crowded with Heavenly Punishment Sect disciples, and they basically came to see the excitement.
"Eh, dice, isn't it still open today? I'll press a spirit stone Senior Brother Yuan to win. Somewhere in the Dharma arena, a disciple asked a crooked-mouthed young man beside him.
The crooked-mouthed young man called the dice glanced at the man and pulled his mouth: "Are you stupid to be a young master? ”
"Oh, you don't win us on weekdays, do you open one today, and you should give me benefits, besides, what if the plague god wins." A person next to him chimed in.
The dice thought for a moment, sighed, and said: "Since this is the case, then open a plate, the plague god wins, one loses ten, Yuan Qingshan wins, ten loses one." ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone rushed to the dice, all of them took out their cultivation resources and handed them to him, shouting in their mouths: "Bet! Bet!"
Although the odds are lower, this is almost a free resource, don't do it in vain.
Back in the ring, Yuan Qingshan and Jing Jue stood opposite each other, Jing Jue took a deep breath and stared at each other, although he was not the first time he came back to this magic arena, but on this ring, it was indeed the first time that a big girl got married.
Yuan Qingshan couldn't help but sneer when he saw Jing Jue's appearance, and said, "I agreed to let you make five moves before, then let you make five moves!" Let's start!"
As he spoke, the aura on his body appeared and disappeared from time to time, as if there was a trace of a small cyan snake wrapped around his feet.
Jing Jue got this, without saying a word, the momentum of his whole body also exploded suddenly, he let out a low shout, rushed straight to Yuan Qingshan, raised his fist, and slammed it down.
Seeing this, Yuan Qingshan snorted coldly, not in a hurry, raised quickly with one hand, clamped the fist that was waving, and the next moment he used a slight force to brush Jing Jue's figure aside, making Jing Jue stumble.
"First move!" A hint of weirdness appeared at the corner of Yuan Qingshan's mouth: "You still have four moves!"
Seeing this, the audience erupted in ridicule, and that kind of laughter was undisguised and disgusting.
"Hey, Plague God, what kind of exercise are you?
"This is too embarrassing for our Heavenly Punishment Sect, it's better to use the Eight Fists than the Dou!"
......
Seeing this, Jing Jue secretly gritted his teeth, and the aura all over his body was running, and a faint aura fluctuation appeared on his right fist, visible to the naked eye.
The next moment, he raised his eyebrows, his figure rose violently, and he galloped towards Yuan Qingshan.
"Yo, the speed has become faster, but how can you still be a king eight punches in this move?" Yuan Qingshan saw this, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. There was a hint of banter, and he didn't care at all, and he didn't bother to hide when he stood still.
Just as Yuan Qingshan was speaking, Jing Jue's figure suddenly accelerated, and his right fist was raised high, pointing directly at Yuan Qingshan's door.
"This is no ordinary Wang Baquan, you can know it by tasting it. Jing Jue smiled coldly.
As he spoke, the right fist swung down, and the surging power of the Three Tribulations kneaded into a dark golden spiritual power poured out, and in an instant, it seemed to carry a breeze through Yuan Qingshan's face, causing the sideburns in his ears to flutter.
"Huh? At this moment, in a corner of the Dharma Arena, an old figure muttered to herself, it was an old woman, her eyes were firmly fixed on Jing Jue in the ring, and a hint of surprise flashed in the depths of her eyes.
It is not small for the fifth layer of Qi cultivation to be able to make such a battle, Yuan Qingshan suddenly had a trace of bad luck in his heart, and hurriedly used his aura and raised his hand to resist.
Syllable!
A crisp sound of fists and palms suddenly sounded, Yuan Qingshan's face suddenly changed greatly, and Jing Jue's punch seemed to have a thousand powers, making his opposing palms a little numb.
The next moment, his figure took more than a dozen steps backwards, almost approaching the edge of the ring, before he could be frozen.
As soon as he stopped, he didn't take a breath, and Jing Jue came head-on again, and the raised fist was about to hit his body again.
Boom!
With a clear sound, the fist hit him straight in the chest, Jing Jue came too quickly this time, Yuan Qingshan didn't even have a chance to parry, he snorted, was pushed back more than ten meters, and fell straight into the ring.
There is a rule in the law arena, as long as you fall out of the ring, then this competition, even if you lose, the two sides are not allowed to continue to fight.
For a while, there was silence in the audience, and everyone looked at the figure that was still in the ring, thinking in their hearts: Is this still the plague god they are familiar with?
"Haha, you lost, Lao Tzu has made a lot of money now!" "The happiest thing at this time is the dice, when I first saw Jing Jue using Wang Baquan, I wanted to kill him, this damn thing, I really have to lose all the bottoms, but fortunately, there is no danger.
As soon as everyone heard this, their faces were a little ugly, and some people even pointed to the two people in the ring and scolded them, some scolded Yuan Qingshan, some scolded Jing Jue Plague God, and there was nothing good about getting involved with him, and some were scolded by both sides, which was more ugly, basically ending with the word mother, and more rude, directly rolled up their sleeves, wanted to rush to the stage, and beat the two of them, but the rules of the law arena failed to make these people get their wish.
You don't have to think about it to know that these are all pressed a lot, for example, a certain buddy who rolls up his sleeves, usually deducts and searches, and when he is practicing, he can't wait to chew all the residues of resources, and now he sees that the situation is very good, and he suppresses the cultivation resources that have been accumulated for a long time in one breath Yuan Qingshan wins, and if he loses this time, if he can be calm, it will be a really strange thing.
Although Yuan Qingshan was knocked out of the ring, he actually did not suffer any injuries, he listened to the countless abuses in his ears, his mood fell to the bottom, he was depressed, and he lost his previous arrogance.
Jing Jue walked to the edge of the ring and glanced at Yuan Qingshan lightly, not despising it, because he knew that in fact, winning this battle was just a fluke that caught the opponent off guard, and if he really wanted to deal with the other party, he might not be able to win;
Immediately, Jing Jue slowly walked down the competition platform, glanced at the people on the competition platform, and said, "Don't forget your promise." ”
It's okay not to say this, as soon as he said this, everyone was booed, and some of them had already lost a lot of resources, and when they heard this, they didn't fight in one place, and they released cruel words one after another, what Yuan Qingshan admitted that you can enter the Taoist Hall Lao Tzu didn't admit it, what saw you enter the Taoist Hall once, what I have a bad temper and are fifty zhang away from Lao Tzu.
"Ahem......"
Just when everyone was talking ruthlessly, an old cough sounded, although the voice was small, but it lingered in everyone's ears, causing everyone to dare not speak anymore, everyone knew that the person who could have this kind of voice, at least an elder, did not dare to make a mistake.
Everyone looked at the source of the voice, and saw an old woman in white suddenly appear on the competition platform, as if she had conjured up out of thin air, which surprised everyone.
"It's Aunt Xingshan!" Some of the older disciples recognized this figure, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, shouting, "I've seen the ancestor."
The younger disciples, including Jing Jue, all didn't recognize this old woman, what Aunt Xingshan was, they didn't know! But when they saw that the older disciples were all trembling and saluting, they all followed suit.
"Hehehe... Excuse me, I've been in retreat for many years, and I don't care about these mundane rituals anymore. The old woman who was called Aunt Xingshan smiled kindly, as if with a spring breeze blowing through everyone's hearts, very comfortable.
Immediately afterwards, the old woman asked everyone curiously: "In the past, the competition was over, why did you react so much today?"
Hearing this, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, but they didn't dare to speak.
Seeing this, the old woman pointed her finger at one of the disciples who was a little older, and smiled faintly: "You should be their senior brother, you can talk about it." ”
The young man who was pointed out first bowed and saluted, stepped forward, and said honestly to the old woman: "The master ancestor has been in retreat for many years, and I don't know that this junior brother is a disciple of the Peerless Peak. ”
Saying that, he pointed at Jing Jue, and continued: "He is a strange person, as long as he is very close to him, his mind will be inexplicably disordered, and then his mood becomes irritable, not to mention listening to the sermon beside him, even normal communication is not calm, the first time he entered the Wendao Hall to listen to the Tao, he made several junior brothers and sisters almost go crazy, and even there are many people who go crazy, so later, we didn't let him enter the Daoist Hall, but today he came to the Wendao Hall again......"
Immediately afterwards, the young man recounted what had just happened, and although he added a little more oil and vinegar, it was basically in line with the facts. After hearing this, the old woman looked shocked: "There is such a thing?"
Saying that, she swept to Jing Jue's approach, and Jing Jue saw this and hurriedly bowed down.
The old woman walked around Jing Jue, inquired about it, showed a puzzled expression on her face, and after a long time, muttered to herself: "It's indeed a little weird." ”
He immediately sighed and asked Xiang Jingjue, "Have you practiced the Hundred Tribulations Bronze Demon Skill?"