Chapter 139 - Murong Jie's Treasure

Sun Xingu is very strong, even if it is not only placed in Pingnan, but also in the entire southern part of the younger generation. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info His goal was not only in Pingnan, in fact, if it weren't for the sudden confrontation of the heroes, he would have left Pingnan a long time ago and went to the Southern Imperial City to worship the bloody battle gate of one of the three major academies.

His future is not in Pingnan.

He secretly counted in his heart: "[Riot] can be launched twice......

After four battles in a row, the number of times he tattooed [Riot] was not replenished because of the elixir. Because it was an injury to his entire ankle and muscles, and these injuries were not ordinary injuries. It was an internal injury, and it could only be recovered by recuperation.

And Murong Jie also put away the folding fan in his hand, hugged his fists and said, "Brother Sun, please!"

"Please!"

Sun Xingu also returned the salute with his fists and shouted, "Murong Gongzi, I'm going to make a move!"

This kind of behavior can be seen that even the heads of the five families on the stage are nodding secretly.

The advantage of the tattoo is that he is the first, and Sun Xingu is the first to say that he wants to make a move, obviously disdainful of such an advantage.

As Sun Xingu thought, his future is not in Pingnan. What he wants is a battle to push his limits!

Murong Jie smiled: "Brother Sun, even if he makes a move, he will follow!"

Sun Xingu laughed: "Okay!"

At the moment when the good word was spoken, it was the sound of breaking stones!

At the moment of the war, he launched the only two remaining [riots]!

was so decisive that the head of the Sun family on the stage smiled and nodded. In the future, it will not be difficult for this son to step into the realm of the four palaces.

............

I didn't see any movement from Murong Jie, and a pattern appeared in front of him.

This pattern is not unfamiliar to even Xu Yan.

This pattern is the pattern that many tattooers make when they are fighting-[Wall Dungeon].

That day in Zhinan City, Chen Shugen, who was in the half-step ten-pattern realm, trapped them in Chengyun Academy with this pattern. And because there are not many lines built into this pattern, the shape is very fast, so many pattern artists will start with this pattern to protect themselves first!

Sun Xingu's face remained unchanged, and this pattern was not unexpected by him. A punch slammed into the pattern, the wall dungeon dissipated instantly, and his fist momentum was also slowed down by this, Murong Jie's footsteps twisted lightly, and he dodged lightly!

"Look at the move!"

He shouted again, raised his left foot, and it was one kick that defeated Zhang Jingqiu, and it was also his tattoo skill [Gravel Leg]!

The leg with the power of gravel was drawn out like a horizontal whip, and Murong Jie's reaction was also extremely fast, and his feet jumped into the sky with force. The gravel leg skims the air from below!

"Offended!"

Sun Xingu roared violently, and even the miss of this leg was not unexpected by him. What he wants is a quick solution. If Murong Jie was given time to delay, he would be at a disadvantage if he didn't know what Murong Jie's natal pattern was.

So from the very beginning, he was going to give it his all!

As soon as his left foot hit the ground, a roar sounded again!

[Riot]!

In an instant, he launched his last riot.

This time, his body leaned up slightly.

Because his goal is above.

The force of the rubble gathered on his ankle, and the last riot broke all the bones and muscles of his ankle. But he didn't care, and the whole person slammed into the sky like a flying stone. There are no tattoo skills, just attacks that are generated at high speed.

It has only been a breath or two since the start of the war, and Sun Xingu has pressed all the hole cards in his heart!

It's a high gamble!

Murong Jie, who was in the air, also had a slight change in complexion. He didn't expect Sun Xingu to be so decisive, he was able to deduce that Sun Xingu's tattoo technique that could burst out with extreme speed could not be used much. But at the beginning, he used it twice in a row, interrupting his thoughts.

Soon, however, his complexion returned to normal.

His hand reached his waist and pulled out the folding fan again: "Brother Sun is really strong, enough to make Zai go all out. 」

Just as everyone watching the battle was puzzled by Murong Jie's movements, the folding fan emitted a fluctuation of grain power!

Now it's clear to everyone.

That folding fan is Murong Jie's treasure!

The folding fan was opened by him with a "snap", and then it was opened in the direction of Sun Xingu!

Call!

A strong fan came out, slowing down Sun Xingu's extremely fast body, and Murong Jie's figure flew back even more with the wind force of this strong wind. But he didn't stop there, once again!

Laugh at!

A wind blade shot out from between the fans, cutting through Sun Xingu's skin!

The distance between the two sides was widened farther and farther, and the ripples of the grain power on Murong Jie's body became stronger and stronger, and the lines shuttled around his body, and began to build lines.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the five heads of the five families on the stage also knew that the battle was coming to an end. Murong Yan kept smiling faintly, without any fluctuations, as if everything was under his control. In fact, if it was Zhang Jingqiu who faced Murong Jie, the threat would be even stronger.

And Sun Xingu ...... The tattoo technique that caused extreme speed is no longer useful.

It's a pity.

And the two teenagers who were fighting outside the arena, the white-robed young man also smiled: "That disciple of the Sun family...... Sun Xingu, very good. It was as if it was an honor to be remembered by his name.

The black-robed young man behind him nodded: "If it was from the beginning, the disciple of the Sun family would face Murong Jie in good condition, and the outcome of the battle would be unknown. 」

When the white-robed young man heard this, he shook his head slightly, "You can't say that. 」

"From the moment it started, Sun Xingu was the first person to come out. That was his choice, and it was his way. His path is not afraid of challenges. He knew that his tattoo skills could not be used much, but he still came out. And after losing four people in a row, his momentum was even stronger as far as the eye could see, and no one in the three dared to fight. This kind of momentum is also a kind of combat power. Maybe Murong Jie didn't notice it, but Sun Xingu's momentum also frightened him, so he chose to activate the [Wall Prison] to protect himself at the beginning of the battle. 」

"Shadow, this kind of Tao is very important to every tattoo artist and tattoo master. You have to remember. 」

When the black-robed young man behind him heard this, his face showed a sudden look: "Yes, Tai...... Master. 」

............

In this battle, although Sun Xingu was defeated, his fame had been played, and the people of the entire Pingnan looked at Sun Xingu with admiration on their faces. His upright personality and fierce fighting style have been deeply remembered in the minds of those people.

Even Sun Xingu didn't expect that today's battle was remembered by a certain big person.

But even Sun Xingu was defeated, and Murong Jie had no one to challenge.

The cultivation of the One Pattern Realm, the treasure that already has the ability, even Sun Xingu was defeated, and no one in the generation of the five families in Pingnan had the confidence to defeat Murong Jie. Seeing that no one dared to challenge again, Pingchen's face was still calm: "The first of the three tests, Murong Jiasheng. 」

Murong Jie still had a gentle smile on his face: "Accept. 」

After speaking, he stood still and did not move.

The smile on Murong Yan's face became more and more, and Pingchen frowned slightly: "Second attempt: Dan." 」

When Xu Yan heard Ping Chenyi's words, he asked Ping Qing beside him curiously, "So how does Dan Dao distinguish between high and low?"