The two sides looked at each other for a while, and then the silent confrontation ended.

The first to speak, it was the Orientals.

Michiko didn't speak.

An old man who was older and looked to be of a higher rank stood up and said to the people in the Daomen: "It's a guest from afar, and I won't even give a seat." Why, is this the hospitality of your Chinese people?"

Yan Yuanchen and the other mage realms who were sitting at the front did not speak, but the master of the Baiyun Temple stood up and said coldly: "For the guests, of course we will treat each other with courtesy. But for those who come with bad intentions, why should they talk to him about etiquette?"

The old man sneered, and was about to refute immediately.

But at this time, Michiko stood up and raised her hand, and the old man nodded and retreated respectfully.

Michiko didn't speak to the Baiyun Guan Guan Lord again, but shifted her gaze, her eyes directly locked on Yan Fuchen, Shi Shiran saluted, her voice was cold and emotionless, and she said lightly: "Daoist Yan, seven days ago, I sent a letter of worship and presented all the purposes of this time, presumably Daoist Yan is already very clear in his heart. ”

"In my Oriental magic world, I have always admired the profound heritage and long heritage of Huaxia Daomen. Thousands of years ago, when the Tang Dynasty was in full swing, there was a master of Dyegu who led a number of Oriental masters to cross the ocean to China, visit all the major schools, and exchange ideas. Since then, both the Huaxia Daomen and the Oriental magic world have benefited a lot. ”

"Today, Michiko is not talented, but I also want to emulate the sages and predecessors and join you in the grand event. ”

"Taking advantage of this exchange conference, many famous and decent sects are here, and there are also many masters of our Oriental magic world who have crossed the ocean, and the two sides are arguing about the high and low. ”

"Of course, this is not the case. ”

"Some of the rules of a thousand years ago are not suitable for today. ”

"In this competition, if you are better at chess than us, then the spells and cheats of our Oriental magic world, as long as you are interested, you can watch them at will. We absolutely know everything, we say everything, and there will be no obstruction or concealment. ”

"If I am lucky and win against you, then we also hope to learn from the inheritance and secret methods of your sects. ”

Speaking of this, Michiko paused appropriately, and then changed her words: "Of course." If you don't have confidence in this competition, you just need to admit that the Huaxia Dao Sect is not as good as my Oriental magic realm, and we will not be strong, and we will leave. ”

The voice landed.

More than thirty people in the Oriental magic world immediately looked at it with an arrogant and somewhat mocking smile, as if they expected that everyone in the Dao Sect would not dare to agree to the competition.

As the saying goes, people fight for a breath of Buddha, receive a stick of incense, and unsteamed steamed buns fight for breath.

The East and China themselves are in a state of water and fire, and the East is the biggest enemy of China at present.

As a cultivator, you can't meddle in wars between ordinary people, and you can't do anything to the Oriental army. Now the Oriental magic world also wants them to bow their heads?

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was immediately excited.

Whether it was the first few mage realms or the two vertical rows of refiner realms, they all stared angrily at the people in the East.

"Arrogance! Just with your little Oriental magic world, you also want me to bow my head and admit defeat?

A group of beam-jumping clowns have forgotten where your Oriental magic comes from! It's just that in the pre-Qin period, some trivial tricks were passed down from my Huaxia Daomen, so that you and others learned it, and only then did you have today's Oriental magic world! Speaking of which, my Huaxia is the ancestor of your Oriental Arts! A group of things that have forgotten their ancestors!

"A thousand years ago, when the Tang Dynasty was in full swing, some people from the Orient came to China to visit the famous and upright? Why didn't I know that there was such a thing? How did I only remember that there was a group of Orientals who came to my Huaxia to steal spells? As a result, they eventually learned half-hearted, and many good Taoist authentic exercises, after arriving in the East, they became evil and crooked. Hehe......"

Being able to come to the exchange meeting, even if it is just the Warlock Realm sitting in the back, it can be regarded as having a good status among the various sects, and most of them are masters of one side, with names and surnames.

But at this moment, it is not ambiguous at all, and their combat effectiveness is off the charts, and they are specially pinched at the most painful points of the Orientals.

Hearing these words, the faces of the Oriental people, who had already had mockery and smugness on their faces, became quite ugly, and they looked like they were ready to do something at any time.

Of course, there are also those who look like usual and don't take these words to heart.

For example, Michiko and her elder brother.

Feeling that her own emotions were being provoked badly, Michiko said coldly again: "Since you refuse to admit defeat, let's start competing." ”

She doesn't speak loudly, but she is extremely clear, and in a noisy environment, everyone can hear it clearly.

Dao Sect leader Yan Yuanchen finally spoke: "What rules are you trying?"

Michiko said coldly: "The rules are very simple, since it is a competition between the Huaxia Daomen and the Oriental magic world, it is best for everyone to play." Both sides continue to send masters, and if someone on either side loses, they will re-send someone to play. ”

"One game after another. ”

"Until the end, whichever side has no one to fight loses. ”

"What is Yan Dao's opinion?"

Hear the words.

Yan Yuanchen's eyes lit up, his eyes were like lightning and he glanced at the eleven masters of the Oriental Magic Realm, and without too much hesitation, he quickly spoke: "Yes, just follow this rule!"

This rule is indeed the most appropriate.

There is no conspiracy to speak of, just speak with absolute strength.

You don't have to think about 'Tian Ji Horse Racing' or anything.

Anyway, the comparison is also the overall strength, the powerful and the weak, they all have to play in the end.

Whoever stands last wins!

Of course.

It's not like everyone has to play.

The real competition is still in the mage realm, and the refiner realm basically doesn't need to play.

Because once all of them have lost, and there are still several mage realms on the other side that have not yet made a move, then there is basically no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

Between the mage realm and the refiner realm, the gap in strength is huge, and it is basically impossible to make up for it, and it is impossible to fight beyond the ranks.

Unless it's like Zhang Jing, who is hanging......

Seeing Yan Yuanchen agree.

Michiko nodded, and a faint smile finally appeared on her cold face.

Then she held out a finger and made a gesture.

Immediately, a thin man with a short stature, less than 1.6 meters tall, behind her stood up proudly, obviously they had arranged the lead in advance.

Although it is a competition of all the strength of both sides, there is no need to consider Tian Ji horse racing.

But naturally, you still can't send the most powerful master at the beginning, otherwise the hole cards will be looked at, and the opponent will have time to think about how to deal with it.

The most powerful one will definitely have to play from behind.

So Senior Brother Michiko stood firmly beside her and didn't make a move.

The short and thin man who stood up looked at the people in the Daomen with a sneer, clasped his hands on his chest, very arrogant, and muttered an Oriental language in his mouth, as if he was provoking.

It seems that this person does not speak Huaxia, which is relatively rare.

Because Oriental magic actually originated in China, and the meaning of some magic techniques is difficult to translate in Oriental language, most of the masters in the Oriental magic world can speak, recognize, and write Huaxia.

On the Daomen side, he didn't wait for Yan Fuchen to send someone to play.

Fu Shouyang couldn't bear the power of the desolation in his body, so he stood up and said in a loud voice: "I'll play alone!"

This real person from the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain is not only old-fashioned, jealous and hateful, straightforward, not very good at speaking, and it is easy to offend people.

But the character is very straight, and he is never afraid of difficulties and dangers.

There's nothing to say about that.

So back then, Zhang Jing's cheap father Zhang Xuan came back alive, but Zhang Jing's mother Zhang Youwei died unexpectedly, which made him haunted and held a grudge to this day.

In his opinion, if he and Zhang Youwei were together, they would be in danger.

There are only two possibilities.

Either Zhang Youwei came back alive, or the two were killed together,

There is absolutely no such thing as him coming back alive.

Zhuge Kongping also wanted to stand up when he saw this, and wanted to be the first to get on, but Fu Shouyang directly pressed his shoulder, and said with an unkind expression: "I said that I will be the first to get on, and I will be the first to get on!

Zhuge Kongping had no choice but to give up.

Yan Fuchen thought for a moment, Fu Shouyang's strength was not at the top of the few major mage realms, nor was he weak, and he was the first to test the water, which was just right.

So he nodded and said, "Then there is Lao Fu Zhenren." ”

"Just wait and see. ”

Fu Shouyang said in a deep voice.

However, before leaving the game, he didn't forget to warn Zhang Jing with a cold hum: "I said it, this position is not for you to sit in, can you regret it in your heart now?" If you regret it, find an opportunity to step down obediently." Everyone present is your senior, don't feel ashamed, no one will laugh at you as a yellow-haired boy!

After saying that, he went down violently.

The open space in front of the Lingguan Hall is huge, even if there are nearly a hundred people standing, a large piece of land can still be vacated in the middle for fighting methods.

The short and thin man in the East glanced at Fu Shouyang, and what was he still saying: "ちょっと待って......"

Fu Shouyang didn't say a word, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the mana in his body gushed out, the momentum was permeated, and the surrounding heaven and earth also began to change drastically.

It's obviously early spring, the temperature is still relatively low, and the thick cotton clothes on ordinary people haven't been taken off yet.

But at this moment, not only in front of the Lingguan Palace, but also in the entire Baiyun Temple, the temperature has risen sharply, as if it has come to the hot summer.

The wide open space in the Lingguan Hall is even higher in the sky, and it is even more burning clouds!

No.

It's not a fire that burns clouds.

Rather, it was the real flames that appeared, rendering the sky red, as if hell had descended on earth!

With such a terrifying coercion, if the ordinary refiner realm was under the fire cloud, I am afraid that he would directly admit defeat.

Purgatory is really on fire!

Fu Shouyang's best technique, signature method, has already cultivated to the fifth layer, and it is not far from the sixth layer of the Great Perfection!

Seeing this, the short and thin man in the East was furious and shouted, "ばかやろう!"

Now many people understand.

The meaning of the bastard thing.

It is estimated that this guy still wants to have two opening remarks with Fu Shouyang, but he knows that Fu Shouyang will do it directly, which makes him very angry.

But angry is angry, and his reaction is not satisfied.

Seeing Fu Shouyang make a move, he immediately cast a spell, and immediately a huge lotus flower appeared under his feet, but it was blood-red. The lotus flower rotated, and petals flew out one after another, and it was like a sharp knife qi, with a bloody aura, stabbing towards Fu Shouyang!

This is a technique similar to the Buddhist Golden Lotus, but it has been changed beyond recognition, and the power is quite good, and it is not a weak method in the mage realm.

Facing the petal knife qi like a rainstorm pear blossom thorn, Fu Shouyang snorted coldly, his copper bell-like eyes did not blink, his palm turned, and the fire cloud formed a fire curtain in front of him.

All the petal blades with a strong bloody aura stabbed at them, like ice cubes shot into the fire, all melted, and none of them could break through the fire curtain.

Meantime.

More clouds of fire converged in the sky, raining down flames that blasted towards the thin man like meteorites.

Rumble!

With just one blow, the blood-red lotus flower was forcibly stopped.

Rumble!

With the second blow, the lotus petals began to crumble, and the base began to have a tendency to collapse unsteadily.

The short and thin man couldn't care about anger at the moment, and the horror in his eyes had been replaced.

He didn't expect Fu Shouyang's 'Purgatory True Fire' to be so terrifying, so overwhelming that he had no power to fight back!

But he didn't have time to speak, and a third flame followed.

Bang!

The lotus flower shattered directly, and the short and thin man spat out a mouthful of blood, and then was swallowed by the flames, directly knocked away, and his body was about to burn.

Fortunately, among the masters of the Oriental magic world, there are people who are good at water magic, and it took a lot of effort to quickly step forward and extinguish the flames on the short and thin man's body.

But at this time, the short and thin man had fallen into a coma.

Even if you don't wake up, you have to peel off your skin.

Fu Shouyang didn't bother to look at it, and looked around angrily: "Who's next?"

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