Chapter 262: I'd Like to Call You a Humanoid Artillery Regiment
After Huang San struggled a little in the water balloon, he simply turned into a stream of water and merged with the entire water balloon.
Six cats squatted beside them, looking curiously at the big water balloon, and from time to time they stretched out their paws to touch it, causing layers of ripples.
Everyone stood by the water balloon and waited for a long time, and Lu Ningan even recited the "Water Jade Spirit Decision" to the water balloon a few times while knocking on the wooden fish, but the water ball has not changed much.
Huang Buxiang said to Lu Ning'an, "Boss, although Huang San has turned black, Huang San is simple-minded and has no ambitions or evil thoughts. So there should be nothing."
The so-called inner demon is actually the dark side of a person's heart, and when this dark side is magnified a hundred times and a thousand times, this person will also be blackened.
But the dark side of Huang San itself is extremely small, and even if it is blackened, it just wants to form a head, and there is no harm at all.
Lu Ningan nodded and asked Huang Buxiang, "Then what do you think we should do?"
"I think we should eat first." Huang Buxiang touched his stomach, "Boss, I'm hungry..."
"Ah, you're hungry!" Lu Ningan immediately took his attention away from the water polo and said, "Then let's eat quickly, eat more, there will be a game in the afternoon."
In this way, everyone put down Huang San's matter for the time being, then sat back in their seats and began to eat lunch.
Until two o'clock in the afternoon, the big water polo still did not change, and the first round of ten into five matches in the afternoon officially began.
This round of the match adopts the form of drawing lots to determine the opponent, the winner enters the top five, and the loser is eliminated directly.
At this time, it is necessary to fight for luck.
Soon, under the watchful eyes of the audience, ten players completed the draw, and then immediately began the first match.
Ling Xiaowu vs. Li Ji Leng!
The Ling family and the Li family are both big families inherited from the Immortal Palace, and they belong to the same ancestry.
There were also some private exchanges and business contacts between the two families, and the relationship was friendly. Therefore, everyone thinks that this should be a real "friendship first, competition second" competition.
In the clearing, the ten rings have disappeared, replaced by a wider and larger ring, which is guarded by the Yuanying powerhouses of the seven major sword sects around the ring, and both sides of the battle can use their means to their heart's content.
Ling Xiaowu and Li Jileng were already standing in the ring, about fifty meters apart, facing each other.
In the audience, everyone was talking.
"Who do you think will win?"
"It should be the girl of the Ling family, I have carefully watched the melee in the morning, and she has a lot of talismans, as if she doesn't want money."
"Not necessarily, the Li family's disciples' sword qi has its own ice attribute, and the ice and water talismans will be restrained, so this Li Ji Leng has no small winning face."
"Well, and this Ling family girl is only in the foundation building stage, Li Jileng has already broken through to the Jindan stage, and the gap in the cultivation realm is too big."
"I don't care, I'll support the Ling family's girl."
"Support the Ling family girl +1!"
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On the seat of Aoba Takeaway, Zhuge Mingliang also turned sideways to Lu Ningan and asked, "Mr. Lu, who do you think has a better chance of winning?"
Lu Ning'an thought back to the bundle of talismans and all kinds of equipment that Ling Xiaowu had shown him this morning, and asked rhetorically, "Mr. Zhuge , do you think that an 18-level trumpet with all the equipment strengthened to ninety-nine can beat a 28-level trumpet with ordinary equipment?"
Zhuge Mingming: "......"
High in the air, the second elder immediately waved his hand after confirming that both of them were ready.
"Let's go!"
Li Jileng immediately drew his sword to attack, but as soon as he rushed two steps, his face changed greatly, and he immediately returned to defend with his sword.
On the ring, countless streams of light rose from Ling Xiaowu's direction, and then fell in a parabola, bombarding towards Li Jileng's direction.
The monks in the audience said very reasonably, Li was extremely cold
Sex has a strong restraint effect on ice and water.
But for Ling Xiaowu, this problem is too easy to solve.
Wouldn't it be over without ice and water? Miss Ben's fire, thunder, wood, earth, wood and other attributes of the talisman are also too much.
It may take a little effort to beat the peak of Jindan or Yuanying, but it is not a problem to blow up Li Jileng, who is ten or eight.
And just like that, the battle ended less than three minutes after it began.
After the light dissipated, the audience looked at the black humanoid unidentified object in the ring, and at the same time opened their mouths wide and fell silent.
What is this special Fu Xiu? Do you need no money to make talismans?
Just now, Ling Xiaowu's style of play is not fundamentally different from throwing money out truck by truck.
Shouldn't the Fu Xiu in my impression be the kind that dodges with the help of body techniques, waits for an opportunity to counterattack with a suitable talisman, and then bursts out of dozens of talismans in an extremely critical situation?
After a long while, the second elder who was flying in mid-air was the first to come back to his senses and stammered, "First, the first game, Ling Xiaowu wins!"
After a moment of silence, the audience suddenly erupted in cheers and cheers.
"It's too strong!"
"I'd like to call you a humanoid artillery regiment!"
"Ling Xiaowu! Ling Xiaowu! Ling Xiaowu..."
"Long live Krypton!"
Ling Xiaowu waved his hand in response to the audience, then walked over to Li Jileng and took out a healing charm and pasted it on him.
Li Jileng's injuries immediately improved, but he was still unconscious.
Ling Xiaowu's act of treating his opponent immediately won the support of more audiences, and the cheers became more and more enthusiastic.
"Ling Xiaowu! Ling Xiaowu! Ling Xiaowu..."
After a full five or six minutes, the audience barely calmed down, and the second elder took the opportunity to shout, "Next, there are two players for the second competition, Aoba Takeaway Huang Buxiang and Giant Sword Sect Tie Shiyun!"
The people in Aoba Takeaway cheered Huang Buxiang one after another.
"It's your turn! Come on, third child! Safety first!"
"Brother Huang! This layman is optimistic about you!"
"Huang Buxiang, fight hard, and I'll ask Mr. Yun for a bonus when I turn around."
With everyone's ardent expectations, Huang Buxiang stepped into the ring.
Standing across from him was a tall, ***, waist-length hot beauty.
It's just that this beauty is carrying a two-handed giant sword that is more than three meters long and more than half a meter wide, and against the backdrop of the giant sword, it seems that this beauty is extremely petite.
In the audience, Zhuge Mingliang introduced Lu Ningan in a timely manner: "The Giant Sword School, named for its good use of giant swords, has great swordsmanship, great ingenuity, and integration of attack and defense. It is rumored that 50,000 years ago, the Immortal Palace's uncle Mu Xiaoxian had two top-level immortal swords in his hands, one of which was the extremely light and agile Aoba Flower Sword, and the other was an extremely huge giant sword. Therefore, the Giant Sword Sect also claims to be the Immortal Palace Inheritance, but it can't come up with convincing evidence."
Lu Ningan was stunned, and the Buddha light on his body loomed.
Mu Xiaoxian? Aoba Flower Sword?
(End of chapter)