Chapter Fifty-Eight: Dreams
Hearing Zhou Wangzu's words, the other eleven elders on the elder table were also surprised, and then their eyes all converged towards Simple.
They didn't pay attention to the cultivation of the young man on the stage at this time, this careful visit, they were all surprised, if this son was willing to cultivate hard, I was afraid that this mortal cultivation realm would be able to go sideways!
More than a dozen elders kept nodding their heads in approval! At this moment, Zhou Ben, who was also on the altar, was a little despised by him!
Hearing that simple cultivation had reached the peak of Bigu, the children of the Zhou family under the altar reacted even more, and there was an uproar in the audience, especially the two leaders among the young children of the Zhou family now, which was even more unbelievable. What kind of cultivation speed is this!
"The junior is simple, meet the elders!" simply bowed deeply to the elders, and he said hello to the elders of the Zhou family!
"The fifth competition, start now!" Zhou Wanglu, the Standing Seventh Elder, took a deep look at the black-clothed young man on the stage, nodded and spoke.
"Daoist friend Zhou Ben, please give advice!" simply turned to face Zhou Ben and said politely.
"Simple Taoist friends are polite, and please teach Taoist friends!" Zhou Ben also clenched his fists and said politely, and then the profound spiritual power exploded instantly!
Under the altar, the eyes of all the children of the Zhou family were attracted by this fifth competition, more precisely, they were attracted by the handsome young man in black on the stage, who was already at the peak of Bigu cultivation at the age of fourteen, this kind of genius against the sky, they very much wanted to know how powerful the young man's true strength was!
Looking at the sudden burst of spiritual power of the man named Zhou Ben opposite, the corners of his mouth rose and he smiled faintly.
It may be that he lacks pure combat experience, but if the light is more powerful than the strength of his spiritual power, he is simply confident, and in this valley period, I am afraid that there are really few people who can compare with him!
"Fourth brother, take the sword!" Just as he was about to make a move, Sima Liang's voice under the altar suddenly sounded, followed by a delicate short sword with golden light shot onto the stage!
"Brother Simple, come on!" Shan Chari also got up and waved at Simplicity and shouted loudly.
Simply caught the flying golden sword, smiled at Sima Liang and Shan Chali in the audience, and then turned his head to look at Zhou Ben, whose whole body was filled with strong spiritual power!
That week, Benjian simply looked at it, and without saying a word, a bounce jumped, and his palms turned into claws and attacked Simple!
Looking at Zhou Ben, who was attacking him with a fierce momentum, he simply put his hands behind his back, slowly closed his eyes, and in the dantian, the sticky emerald green mist slowly squirmed at this moment.
"What is that kid doing, he even closes his eyes at this time, could it be that he is afraid and doesn't dare to accept the call?"
Shan Chari and Sima Liang listened to the words of the Zhou family's disciples, but they smiled slightly.
"Pure Daoist, if you are afraid, quickly admit defeat! This is not a shame!" shot at the simple Zhou Ben with a fierce offensive and said loudly.
In his opinion, cultivation at such an age has reached the peak of Bigu, and his cultivation talent is indeed amazing, but this does not mean that his pure combat ability is as terrifying as his cultivation talent.
Three days before the start of the clan meeting, his cultivation had also entered the peak of Bigu, but when he was testing his cultivation, he hid some of his strength, plus he also often went out to practice, and his combat experience was also rich, although he was only trained within the jurisdiction of Wangcheng, but his heart was no longer comparable to the children who basically grew up in the greenhouse!
Among the younger brothers of the Zhou family today, he is already a top existence during the Bigu period, except for the little aunt and grandmother he is unwilling to provoke, he is confident that he has no opponent during the Bigu period, so even if he simply admits defeat in front of him, he thinks that it is nothing!
The fierce wind mixed with the cyan spiritual power struck at the speed of the simplicity, getting closer and closer, and the simplicity could feel that although the strong wind had not arrived, it had already pierced his face.
"I can't help myself!" Zhou Ben snorted coldly, and his claw-shaped, spiritual palms slammed into his simple chest, and some of the female brothers under the altar even covered their eyes, unable to bear to see the tragic scene that was about to be staged in their hearts!
At the elders' table, the twelve elders looked at the altar with undeserved expressions, just as they had looked at this interesting scene on the altar at the beginning!
Zhou Ben's palms containing strong spiritual power hit the simple chest heavily, and time seemed to pause for a second or two at this time, and the scene of Zhou Ben's imaginary simple being knocked away by himself did not appear, only to see the surface of the simple body, and a large green mist quickly gushed out.
The mist wrapped the whole body of the innocent body very evenly, and even the week Ben was also wrapped in......
In the next moment, an embarrassed figure shot backwards from the mist, shot out of the circular altar, and fell heavily in front of the children of the Zhou family under the altar.
"It's Zhou Ben, Zhou Ben actually lost!" The children of the Zhou family all discussed in surprise, just now they couldn't see what was going on in the green fog at all, just in the blink of an eye, a person shot out of the green fog and fell hard in front of them!
Not only the children of the Zhou family under the altar, but even the twelve Zhou family elders on the elder table also frowned slightly, with their eyesight, they didn't see clearly the situation in the green mist that was wrapped in simplicity and Zhou Ben just now, the young man in front of him was really mysterious!
The simplicity on the altar had gradually faded away from the green mist surrounding him, and the young man slowly opened his eyes and looked around.
Just now, as if he had a dream, he suddenly found himself in an ancient forest for some reason, and all kinds of fierce beasts gathered in the endless forest, and there was no figure in sight.
Simply a little panicked, suddenly a giant beast in the ancient forest rushed towards him, he suddenly thought that he was still a cultivator at the peak of the valley, so he reflexively screamed, the spiritual power instantly covered the whole body, the green mist in the dantian was surging at this moment, he jumped up, and the fist full of green spiritual power frantically slammed into the body of the giant beast, only to see that the giant beast was knocked away by him!
"So powerful!" After punching the giant beast away, he looked at his fist that was still surrounded by green spiritual power in pure surprise, and said in disbelief.
Suddenly, he felt as if his body was being sucked by something, and suddenly, the eyes of the innocence on the altar opened!
Looking at the surprised eyes of all the children under the altar throwing at him, including the strange expressions of Sima Liang and Shan Chali, he simply raised his hand and scratched his head blankly, not knowing what happened!
"Poof!" In a simple daze, Zhou Ben, who inexplicably shot out from the altar and fell heavily to the ground, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood!
"Cousin Zhouben, are you okay, how are you?" Some of the Zhou brothers, who were good friends with Zhou Ben on weekdays, hurriedly stepped forward to help him up!
"Hurry up and take Zhou Benwa down to heal!" Zhou Wang, the seventh elder on the altar, sounded, and he and the other eleven elders could see that Zhou Benwa's injuries were not ordinarily serious!
"The old man announced that the fifth competition in the late stage of Bigu was simply won!" Zhou Wanglu Hongliang's voice resounded throughout the central square!
There was silence under the altar for a moment, and suddenly there was loud applause!
"This ...... What's going on? I won?"
"Could it be, the giant beast I shot down in my dreams...... Zhou Ben Daoyou!" Thinking of this, his eyes simply widened!
Why did he enter that kind of dream, no, it was not a dream, but a state, why did this happen?
Looking at Zhou Ben, who was carried out by the two Zhou family disciples, a trace of apology appeared on his face, he didn't want to think about being so ruthless to Zhou Ben, if Zhou Ben didn't have about ten days of pranayama, I'm afraid it would be difficult to recover!