Young Spiritual Master Contest Chapter 11: Absolute Zero, the Sorrow of Wind and Snow
With the time of the competition getting longer and longer, soon, most of the tens of thousands of contestants have been eliminated, and the rest of the people are generally concentrated in age, between 14 and 15 years old, and those who are about 11 years old have long been left, and even one hand can be counted.
But just halfway through the game schedule, the mysterious city lord suddenly announced a change in the rules, from a single confrontation to a team confrontation, and in an instant, the entire Sandin City began to form a gang, and the players each held together, either wanting to hug their thighs, or to form the strongest team all the time, so as to win the game.
However, since the rules were changed, the older ones were quickly co-opted, while the younger ones were naturally left aside and no one cared about them.
Maybe it was Long Haotian and Chen Hao who performed better in the previous competition, and they were also invited by some older people, but they were both rejected by the two of them, but it was really a little difficult to refuse other people's things and let Long Haotian do it, but every time, Chen Hao answered very simply.
Every time someone came, he would put his cold face on his face and say in cold language, "Sorry, I'm not interested." ”
There was even a time when a girl who was a little older than her was directly frightened and cried by his face, thinking of the situation last time, Long Haotian was a little helpless, so every time he met a girl who invited him to the door, Long Haotian naturally became the shield that took all the damage.
"Silly boy, why aren't you in a hurry at all? Everyone else is busy pulling teammates there, just you and you, an ice cube friend, don't be in a hurry, although you can't be quick if you want to, but you can't be busy with anything?"
Seeing Long Haotian like this, Huoyun Ancestor couldn't help but feel worried.
But Long Haotian looked indifferent, waved his hand, and said: "What is this, there will definitely be left, I don't believe it, they can pick all the people away, and there will definitely be a few people left for us at that time, you can rest assured." ”
Seeing that Long Hao looked so indifferent every day, Huoyun Ancestor continued: "Don't worry, a big-headed ghost, people have picked up all the good ones and left the bad ones to you, but I will tell you, that Fighting Soul Table, once a team competition is launched, then that game is no longer a one-person game, it is a six-person game, as long as one person makes a mistake, no matter how strong the teammates are, then the result can only be unsatisfactory." ”
"Ancestor, I know what you said, but can you guarantee that the rest are scum? What about us? Are we also weak?" Long Haotian smiled and said lightly.
Seeing Long Haotian's mysterious smile, Huoyun Old Zuozu was also taken aback, and said: "Boy, you want to scare me to death, I said you kid, since there are times when you have such a dark belly, I didn't see it before, the old man, you kid still has this talent." ”
At the same time as the two were talking, outside the room, Chen Hao knocked on the door and said: "Qi Tian, I have helped you find out everything you want to know, among the remaining contestants, there are only a few who are similar in age to us, but no more, no less, just four, and although they are young, their spiritual cultivation is extremely high." ”
"Really? so fast. While speaking, Long Haotian had already opened the door and walked out of the room.
Outside the room, Chen Hao was still the same cold look, no matter what Long Haotian said, he was nodding his head on the side, just like what Long Haotian said, he agreed with it all, and there was no intention to refute it.
Finally, after Long Haotian finished saying the last sentence, Chen Hao said coldly: "Then let's do it, let's go separately and contact the two by one." ”
"Good. Seeing Long Haotian nodding, Chen Hao turned his head and walked towards the door.
Seeing Chen Hao's lonely figure leaving, Long Haotian said helplessly: "Why is he so anxious? I haven't said yet, who are the people we are looking for?"
"Xiao Haotian, you just follow the fate, but look at others, how decisive they are, simply, how like you, grinding and chirping all day long, just like an old lady. ”
Seeing Long Haotian's face, the Fire Cloud Ancestor in the Sea of Spirits actually began to fall into the ground, ridiculing Long Haotian.
And Long Haotian had no choice but to go out alone, in one direction, and walked over with an attitude of luck.
In a rented house in Sandin City, a young man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, practicing, the young man's complexion was snow-white, his silver-white hair, coupled with his blue eyes, made his whole body reveal a sacred, solemn and inviolable majesty.
At this time, around the young man's body, the snowflakes began to fall slowly, and a chill followed, and after a while, around the young man's body, a layer of ice began to slowly condense on the floor, and the cold became heavier and heavier, and even the water on the table turned into ice.
However, as if he couldn't feel the change in the temperature around him, the young man was still there with his eyes closed, adjusting the breath of his whole body and the operation of spiritual power.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, the young man opened his eyes suddenly, and the temperature around him began to slowly turn around, and the ice on the floor began to slowly melt, and in the end, it turned directly into a puddle of water, slowly penetrating into the floor.
"Who?" asked the young man, standing up as he walked in the direction of the door, and stretched out his hand to open it.
I saw that outside the door, a young man of the same age as the young man was leaning against a tree next to the door at this time, looking at the young man.
Looking at the young man in front of him, the young man quickly searched the memory in his mind and confirmed that he had never seen this person, and then asked, "Who are you?
And the young man leaning against the tree, when he saw the young man coming out, quickly said: "Hello, my name is Qi Tian, and I am a contestant in this Young Spirit Master Competition, isn't this a change in the competition system?"
The young man standing at the door at this time was Long Haotian, who was looking for a member of the team.
"Qi Tian? I remember, you are the Qi Tian who is known as the dark horse who won the championship in this competition. Hearing this name, the young man thought about it carefully, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said.
"Do I still have that title? But it seems that I'm the only one who is called Qi Tian, so it should be me. ”
Hearing Long Haotian say this, the corners of the young man's mouth rose slightly, and he said: "Okay, but if you want me to join your team, you have to fight with me first, as long as you win, I Yang Chengming will follow you in the future, how about it?" Do you have the guts?"
Hearing Yang Chengming say this, Long Haotian was also provoked to fight, and said: "If you don't dare, you can fight, but after the fight, you can't play Laipi!"
"Joke, who am I, Yang Chengming? You don't go out to inquire, do I look like the kind of person who doesn't count? Okay, let's make an agreement, whoever talks doesn't count, who, who, who's the puppy?"
"Well, the gentleman said, the horse is difficult to chase. ”
Yang Chengming nodded, looked at Long Haotian and said, "Okay, Qi Tian, let's make a move!"
Seeing that Yang Chengming was actually provoking himself, Long Haotian's temper immediately came up, his spiritual power in both hands gathered, and in his left hand, a silver spear broke out of the air.
"What, you actually use a weapon? Well, I'll use it too. Seeing that Long Haotian actually used his weapon, Yang Chengming also immediately gathered his spiritual power in his hand, only to see that under the scorching sun, Yang Chengming's heart actually began to freeze, and then, the ice became thicker and thicker, and finally, under Long Haotian's gaze, it condensed into an ice sword.
"Extreme ice, absolute zero, Haotian, your kid's eyes are really poisonous, why are these little monsters so you can be touched, Chen Hao before, Yang Chengming now, these are all good seedlings! Seeing the ice sword slowly condensed in Yang Chengming's hand, the Fire Cloud Ancestor in the Sea of Spirits was shocked and said.
"Ancestor, what do you mean that I have suffered hardship, isn't it just a sword made of ice? I will break him with one shot, you don't want to grow the morale of others and destroy your own prestige. ”
"Boy, what do you know, that extreme ice is ......"
But before Huoyun Ancestor's words were finished, in reality, the two had already started fighting.
And when the Huoyun Ancestor in the Sea of Spirits saw it, he could only shake his head helplessly: "Forget it, let's let this kid suffer a little, so that he can understand that there are people outside the world, and there are people outside the sky." ”
Just when Long Haotian was full of confidence and wanted to smash the ice sword in Yang Chengming's hand with one shot, but after the collision of these two weapons, Long Haotian was shocked, only to see that Yang Chengming's weapon was not broken, but forced himself back a few steps.
"How is this possible? Is the weapon in his hand really made of ice? Why is it so strong?"
However, Yang Chengming didn't want to give Long Haotian a chance to think, just after the two weapons collided, Yang Chengming pointed the ice sword in his hand to the sky, and then injected spiritual power into the ice sword, at this time, Yang Chengming's eyes were shining, and a chill spread from the body like around, faintly, Long Haotian seemed to see that behind Yang Chengming, a nine-tailed fox was staring at him, and that look was like tearing himself apart.
"Absolute zero, the sorrow of the wind and snow, O god of ice and snow, please show your king-like form, lend this wind and this blizzard to your people, help him, and correct the evil in front of the Fa. Yang Chengming chanted the incantation loudly in his mouth, and then suddenly shouted:
"The wind and snow are endless, the Fa-rectification is unjust, let's go! Listen to the requiem of the god of ice and snow!"
As Yang Chengming's words fell, the ice sword in his hand pointed out, only to see thousands of icicles shooting towards Long Haotian.
"Not good. Huoyun Ancestor shouted, wanting to block it, but it was too late, the distance between the icicle and Long Haotian was only half a step.
At this time, Long Haotian's face was pale, and he was about to accept this death judgment from the ice and snow......