Chapter Eighty-Six: What a Hatred
Han Mo looked around at everyone with a smile on his face, after today, Ziwei Palace will be in charge of the Donghai Academy alone.
I only heard him continue: "Of course, because I have many disciples in the East China Sea Academy, each person can only have one chance to show their beauty, I hope that today, the outstanding disciples of my East China Sea Academy can seize the opportunity to release their own light." ”
"Another point, today we want His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Hua Xiang to see the true demeanor of my academy disciples, and when they fight, there is no need to take it, so it is inevitable that someone will be injured in the battle. ”
Han Mo's words made many people look stunned, on weekdays, the Donghai Academy Palace fights and fights, and it is all up to the point, and it is never allowed to be killed in battle and disabled, but looking at Han Mo's meaning at the moment, it seems that today let the disciples of the Academy Palace let go to fight, in this case, it is likely that there will be some uncontrollable situations.
"I won't say more, next, leave time to my disciple of the Seven Palaces of the East China Sea Academy. Han Mo smiled and retreated to his seat, and then sat down.
For a while, this space was a little quiet, and there was a large open space in the center of the square, which would be the stage for the disciples of the Donghai Academy to show their elegance, and it was also a battlefield.
The space was silent for a moment, and then, everyone saw a figure walking out in the direction of Ziwei Palace, and the moment they saw him, the disciples of the Seven Palaces were all staring.
Zhuo Qing, a disciple of Ziwei Palace, is the first person under the realm of the East China Sea Academy.
I saw Zhuo Qing slowly walking to the middle of the square, he stopped and looked at the opposite side, where the Wuqu Palace was located.
"Zhuo Qing, a disciple of Ziwei Palace, cultivates to the nine-star glory realm, and challenges any glory realm disciple of Wuqu Palace, please advise. Zhuo Qing spoke calmly, many outsiders did not know the situation, but the people of the Donghai Academy knew in their hearts that this was to avenge Ye Futian's blocking of the door.
It's just that in the direction of Wuqu Palace, he didn't see Ye Futian's figure, and he didn't come to today's Seven Palace Conference.
The people of Wuqu Palace don't look very good-looking, Zhuo Qing himself is the peak of glory, and there is nothing to be proud of when he challenges the disciples of the glory realm, but if he adds any two words, it makes Wuqu Palace very faceless, but at the level of the glory realm, I am afraid that it is difficult for anyone to beat Zhuo Qing.
The rest of his life moved, and he wanted to go out, and now he has stepped into the six-star glory level, but he can fight.
Yi Xiang stopped him, the attack and strength of the rest of his life are not afraid of any strong person in the Glory Realm, but he still has shortcomings after all, unlike Ye Futian, who cultivates various abilities, Zhuo Qing's spiritual attack is strong, his control is super strong, and he can control the sky, which is a bit fatal for the rest of his life, no matter how strong the attack is, he may not be able to beat the other party.
For the rest of his life, when he reaches the realm of the Faxiang, his strength will transform, and at that time, he will be able to fly in the sky, and he can then assist in cultivating the Dharma.
"Isn't there anyone in Wuqu Palace to fight?" Zhuo Qing saw that there was no movement in Wuqu Palace, and smiled faintly.
At this time, among the disciples of Wuqu Palace, a figure walked out and came to the opposite side of Zhuo Qing.
"Yang Teng, Nine Star Glory Realm, please advise. The disciple of Wuqu Palace spoke.
"Please. Zhuo Qing smiled coldly, and then his body hung in the air, a pair of eyes became extremely demonic, and his body headed towards Yang Teng.
Yang Teng stomped on the ground with his feet, stepped out, and rushed towards Zhuo Qing like lightning, his body stepping in the air.
Zhuo Qing's eyes bloomed with a terrifying edge, and an invisible spiritual storm faintly descended on Yang Teng's body and rushed into his mind, and then, Yang Teng only felt as if his body was uncontrollable, and his body fell down with a volley in the air.
"Zhuo Qing is able to control other people's bodies through his incomparably powerful spiritual power. Everyone trembled slightly when they saw this scene, but Yang Teng's strength was also very strong, he shouted angrily, broke free from the control of his body by that spiritual power, and landed firmly on the ground.
But at this time, Zhuo Qing descended on his body, his demonic eyes stared at him, and at the same time, endless vines shrouded Yang Teng's body, and it was the wood attribute spell that Ye Futian had used in front of Ziwei Palace, Thousand Vine Lock.
Yang Teng's aura was rampant, wanting to condense spells, but when the spiritual storm blew, he was shocked to find that the aura around his body seemed to be out of his control, and the spells could not be condensed and formed.
Zhuo Qing's body slowly descended, his eyes were still staring at the struggling Yang Teng, his eyes were still demonic, and then, Yang Teng only felt that the blade-like wooden thorns in the vines had penetrated into his body, and the intense pain made him can't help but let out a scream.
The clicking sound came out, the vines became incomparably hard, twisting his joints, Yang Teng's entire body was deformed, he regretted it a little, he shouldn't have had the idea of wanting to challenge Zhuo Qing, Zhuo Qing was stronger than rumored.
"Bang. I saw Zhuo Qing's footsteps fall in front of him, and the next moment, the sound of clamming continued, Yang Teng was locked by vines and thrown in the direction of Wuqu Palace, Wuqu Palace had a strong man to catch his body, and everyone saw that Yang Teng's arms and legs were deformed, and he curled up there in extreme pain.
"Take him down for treatment. Yi Xiang opened his mouth and said, he stared at Zhuo Qing in front of him, only to see that his eyes returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Offended." ”
With that, he turned around and left, returning to the crowd of Ziwei Palace.
Many people felt a chill, and Zhuo Qing made a move and directly crippled the disciples of Wuqu Palace, which was too ruthless.
"The disciple of the palace master of Ziwei Palace is really extraordinary. "Some people from the family came to admire, they have seen too much of this situation, and it is commonplace.
"In the future, this son will definitely become a man of the year in Donghai City. Many people praised, and the palace master of Ziwei Palace smiled faintly and said, "Zhuo Qingzhi is not here, he will go to the Nandou King City next year to participate in the wind listening banquet held by His Majesty." ”
"That's right, with Zhuo Qing's talent, he should be able to show his elegance at the wind banquet. Some people laughed and praised one after another, but as for the losers, no one cares.
Just as everyone was talking, Yu Sheng walked onto the battlefield, his eyes swept in the direction of Ziwei Palace, and he said indifferently: "Yu Sheng, the six-star glory realm, challenge everyone within the seven-star glory realm of Ziwei Palace." ”
The conversation and laughter stopped abruptly, and countless eyes stared at the burly figure.
Six-Star Glory Realm, challenge everyone within the Seven-Star Glory Realm of Ziwei Palace?
Is this crazy?
"It's him. Lin Xiyue's eyes flashed when she looked at Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng was so crazy, but why didn't she see Ye Futian.
"Isn't this the kid who came to our house with Qin Demon in the past, this guy has a problem with his brain?"
Mu Yunqing and Mu Yunni's expressions flickered, thinking that that guy might really be so perverted, at the beginning, no one in his five-star glory realm and eight-star glory realm dared to fight with him, but now he has stepped into the six-star glory realm, and the strong people within the seven-star glory realm are afraid that he can't break through his defenses at all, if he is in the battlefield, he can sweep everything.
"Dad, his strength is okay. Mu Yun said weakly, Mu Hong nodded, and looked at Yu Sheng again, since this is the case, let's take a look.
"Arrogance, my Ziwei Palace alone is enough to fight with you. I saw an elder in Ziwei Palace speak, and then ordered a disciple next to him to go to the battle, the disciple of Ziwei Palace went forward hard, he looked at Yu Sheng's eyes with a little fear, and many people in the Donghai Academy understood that this was sent by Ziwei Palace to let Yu Sheng abuse.
It is true that when Yu Sheng exerted his strength, he directly blasted the person away with one punch, and then threw the other party back in the direction of Ziwei Palace, his expression was cold, and he stared at Ziwei Palace and said, "Despicable." ”
With that, he turned around and returned to Wuqu Palace.
"It's really a bit of strength. Mu Hong was a little surprised, feeling that the scene in front of him was a little weird, he asked Mu Yun lightly, "What about the Qin Demon disciple, who is also practicing in the East China Sea Academy?"
"Hmm. Mu Yun nodded.
"How is the strength?" asked Mu Hong.
"Now the cultivation should be on par with me. Mu Yun said lightly, he was only talking about cultivation, not strength.
"That's not bad, no wonder Hua Fengliu will send it to our Mu Mansion, it seems that he still has some talent. Mu Hong said lightly.
Next, the battle continued, and the disciples of the Seven Palaces each had outstanding figures to come out and show their strength.
But there is one thing that the people who came to watch the battle today can see, Wuqu Palace seems to have offended many people, Ziwei Palace, Tianfu Palace and Greedy Wolf Palace, all faintly targeting them, making the disciples of Wuqu Palace very miserable, often challenged, constantly defeated, very few victories, and many disciples were treated cruelly.
With the appearance of Zhou Mu, a disciple of the painting saint, the atmosphere of the Seven Palaces Conference was also pushed to a peak, and Zhou Mu has now taken a step forward in his cultivation, stepping into the realm of seven-star glory, and challenging the eight-star glory powerhouse of Wuqu Palace.
"Okay, it's worthy of painting the Holy Heir, and the summoned beasts drawn at random are stronger than the real demon beasts. Someone praised.
"Sure enough, there is the style of the painting saint back then, and it is unique. Many big names have praised it.
At this time, two figures walked into the crowd, Ye Futian carried the Qin Demon on his back, found the direction of Wuqu Palace, and then squeezed into the crowd, Ye Futian didn't plan to come, but the teacher wanted to take a look, after today, the Donghai Academy Palace may no longer be the previous Donghai Palace, and there will be many people he is familiar with today.
The cheers suddenly broke out, Ye Futian looked up and looked ahead, and saw Zhou Mu defeating the opponent with a summoning beast.
Many people looked in the direction of Wuqu Palace, and today's disciples of Wuqu Palace were extremely defeated.
"Merry brother?" At this moment, someone saw Ye Futian carrying the flower on his back and walked to the top of the Wuqu Palace, and someone suddenly shouted.
"The Qin Demon Flower has also appeared. ”
"Is that his disciple?" said many people.
Ye Futian was a little speechless, and said depressedly: "Teacher, you are too ostentatious." ”
"It's called fame. Hua Fengliu echoed faintly, Ye Futianfu.
"Haha, today's painting saint disciple shows a peerless style, it just so happens that the merry brother and his disciple appeared, why not have a discussion, see if the merry brother's disciple can have a little style of painting the saint disciple. At this time, I only heard a hearty voice come out, and the person who spoke was Mu Hong.
When his words fell, countless eyes from the Donghai Academy looked at him, and many people were stunned for a while, as if they were looking at idiots.
This guy, how much enmity does he have with the painting saint, and he wants to slap the painting saint's face like this?