Chapter 150: Charlatanism
After thinking about it for a long time, everyone didn't know what technique was used by Sick Yixiao, in fact, the ghost Taoist doctor had a unique discipline that was acupuncture, and the silver needle he used was as thick as a toothpick, and he used it to acupuncture and moxibustion for others as a secret weapon.
Obsessively said: "This game is your win, the following is a guess in the air, as long as you guess the right point, you will be told the position of the dots." ”
"You didn't seem to say there was this just now?"
"I don't say it, but it's an old rule that doesn't apply to any one person. ”
Hearing the explanation of obsession, Sick Smile can only accept it, the obsessive technique is fast, a few dice keep moving around in several bowls, Sick Smile is confident that his eyesight is faster than the speed of obsessive hand.
When the bowl stopped, Sick smiled and began to guess the number of dice in the bowl.
Obsessive suddenly shouted, "Go past one!" and waved his hand in the air.
I don't believe that I can really pass one, because the obsessive hand is a certain distance from the bowl, and it is impossible to make one dice travel into another bowl out of thin air. Although there is a time and space door, he does not believe that obsession can open up this space.
After opening the bowl, he smiled a little disappointed, and there was indeed a dice missing from the bowl just now.
Sick smile unwillingly.
"One more time!"
This time it was the same as last time, and after the sick laughed and guessed, he shouted obsessively: "Past one!"
Sick smiled and immediately changed his words: "The dice in this bowl are now two." ”
Obsessively slowly opened the bowl, smiled sickly and disappointed to find that there was only one dice in the bowl, and felt that someone had been tricked, this is a charlatan.
Seeing that Zhuan Zhu was sneering, he couldn't see the expressions of the red-haired red ghost and the black-faced scorched ghost behind the mask, but he was sure that they were also laughing at him.
Is this magic or?
Sick smiled and suddenly sneered: "Carving insect skills, although I can't see through your techniques, but it's nothing remarkable, I'm all martial artists, it's better to compete in force!"
Sick smiled suddenly, and with a wave of his hand, a big tree collapsed, and a pillar of light visible to the naked eye, the composition of which was very complex, including wind, snow, and even pulse currents different from ground flashes, completely mobilized its own energy.
This energy strikes at obsession.
Obsessively casting a similar pillar of energy, the composition inside is equally complex, two forces collide, two energy with slightly different colors are holding each other, one is the other.
It seems that the strength between them is about the same.
After holding each other for a while, the energy pillar that was displayed in the mouth of the sick smile suddenly grew wildly, forcing the obsession to retreat. Seeing that he was about to arrive in front of the person, he was obsessed with violence and forced the energy pillar back, and he could only use the grafting technique to pull this power to the chess mountain.
There was a bang, and the cliff on one side of the mountain collapsed.
He sneered with a sick smile, took out a paper fan, and walked towards obsession while fanning. In the eyes of others, this is a sick smile and an elegant style, but in fact, there is a mystery hidden in the paper fan.
The black-faced scorched ghost among the five ghosts suddenly made a move, and the violent palm wind directly tore the paper fan, and his nose was almost crooked with a sick smile, but he was very jealous of the black-faced scorched ghost.
Disaster to the pond fish, the two soldiers of the ambush battalion next to him laughed wildly and fell to the ground, maintaining a weird and peaceful smile on their faces, these two people were actually dead.
A nitrous oxide preparation is hidden in the bones of the fan with a sick smile, also known as laughing gas. When the soldier inhales it, he becomes extremely excited, laughs wildly, and finally suffocates to death due to lack of oxygen.
The only one who can create this kind of laughing gas is a sick smile, which is why he got such a nickname.
The only descendant of the ghost doctor is still unique in his medical skills.
Zhuzhu's face changed color, and two soldiers of the ambush battalion died in front of his eyes, if it wasn't for the face of the ghost doctor, he would have shot a long time ago.
The black-faced scorched ghost jumped out and scolded: "The kid is more despicable than me, and now you have lost the right to compete for the stars." ”
Sick smiled with a smile on his face, but he was furious in his heart, he had just been teased and now the sneak attack was unsuccessful, so he could only temporarily retreat to the side and watch others use their methods.
Obsessively stood up and said, "Your Excellency Xie helped, or do things according to the rules." ”
"Your gambling skills have not reached the highest level, even this kid can hear the points, let alone the old man. But the old man couldn't see through that little trick just now. ”
"That's right, it's no problem that you can hear the points when you smile, and this game is a tie. You can follow the example of a sick smile and suddenly attack me, I guess I can't block your full force, I am self-aware, so I choose to give up this time. ”
What is not yet a competition!
Hearing this, he smiled and shouted that it was unfair, and the cliff behind him was obsessed with revealing a hole, and the black-faced scorched ghost jumped in. Sick Yixiao also wanted to take the opportunity to blend in, but a cold palm wind pushed him out, and he slammed it with his fan, and this force was pulled to the flank, and at the same time, Sick Yixiao was carried by this force and spun twice.
There was a bang, leaving a huge black handprint on the opposite rock, but the rock did not shatter.
What is this, the palm wind is weird?
Sick smiled and felt that the black-faced scorched ghost was very terrifying, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, and looked at Zhuzhu, the red-haired red ghost with his eyes, hoping that these two people could react, and it was best to tear each other up, but let him down, because of their respective identities and the strength of the other party, they were always indifferent.
The black-faced scorched ghost was in a huge cave, looking for the legendary stars in the dark, feeling that there were many tall stone statues around, and he couldn't hear the sound, suddenly a line of fire lit up under his feet, and there were many wire slots on the ground carved the same figure, and the fire oil flowed in the wire groove, and suddenly the fire oil burned, rising more than a foot high.
The black-faced scorched ghost used the light body technique to dodge, relying on the palm wind to fight, and ordinary people were already panicked and even suffocated when they were in the sea of fire, but the black-faced scorched ghost did not panic, because he could use the flying technique to hide on the top of the wall, or simply and rudely collapse the rock wall to block the fire, or cast a special confinement technique to imprison the space and let the flames extinguish themselves.
Without super strength, special spells are impossible to confine space, but what others can't do doesn't mean that the black-faced scorched ghost can't do either.
There is no rush to cast a special spell, because the black-faced scorched ghost wants to see what the situation is.