Chapter Twenty-Three: Don't You Hurt When Your Head Is Ironed?
Shang Huai's cultivation also broke through the nine-layer Great Perfection of Qi refining because of the condensation of the sword heart, and successfully stepped into the foundation building!
Then, he sat down cross-legged and began to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, comprehending the avenue of heaven and earth, and the mottled and chaotic gray aura on his body also transformed towards red at this moment, and it was indeed the path of fire, one of the five elements avenue of the fire system.
The ram industry on the stage also stepped out at this moment, and fell next to Shang Huai, protecting the Dharma for him, and taking out one spirit stone after another for him to absorb.
This was the first time that everyone, including Mo Yun, had seen a monk break through from Qi refining to foundation building, and they all widened their eyes, for fear of missing any details.
Looking at Shang Huai on the stage, his face turned red, a trace of red aura flowed in his position, his body was also steaming, and his skin seemed to be burned, becoming red.
Looking at his forehead, as on his arm, the green tendons bulged.
He gritted his teeth as if he were going through some pain.
Finally, there was no gray aura on his body, and there was no spiritual power in his body, just like an ordinary person.
But the next moment, there was a sudden surge of wind on the stage, and the aura in the spirit stones on the ground and the aura of heaven and earth all surged towards his body, and then emitted out, turning into a red mist. Hide his form in it.
This is the final step in building the foundation.
At this time, a jade bottle appeared in Ram Ye's hand, and he poured out an oval-shaped red elixir from the inside, and shot it out with one finger, causing it to melt into Shang Huai's mouth.
Tsukidan!
The monk must build the foundation of the Dao with the necessary elixir.
Sure enough, after he took the Zhuji Dan, the red mist around him also gathered towards his dantian, forming a small pedestal.
The remaining red aura was absorbed into his body.
Hmmm-
As his eyes opened, an invisible wave emanated from within him.
He laughed out loud.
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Mo, thank you for your help today. ”
Mo Yun: Forehead.....
"It's okay, it's okay..."
Mo Yun held on to the rust and forced a smile.
But in my heart, I was depressed, how could they break through so quickly one by two, and even thanks to me, while I was still refining the fifth layer of qi, ahhhh
After carefully checking that Shang Huai did not make any mistakes, the ram industry returned to the high platform.
Spoke to Mo Zhizhi.
"Sect Master Mo, this competition..."
But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted, and followed the prestige, only listening to Shang Huai's request below.
"Master, I still hope to finish this competition, don't worry, I will suppress my strength, I just want to exchange swordsmanship with my junior brother. ”
Then he turned his head to Mo Yun and said to him.
"That's right, junior brother. ”
But in Mo Yun's opinion, his tone and expression made people feel as if the other party was going to clean himself up.
You've built the foundation and I'm still fighting with you, you don't want to take the opportunity to announce your personal vendetta!
Mo Yun showed an aggrieved look and asked for help from Mo Zhizhi on the high platform.
"Dad, can't I admit defeat? I don't want a reward. ”
Mo Zhizhi was struggling at this time, the last time Si Ningdong and Mo Yun sparred, he already knew that Si Ningdong was defeated, since Ning Dong was also a layer of foundation building, and it was earlier than Shang Huai, maybe...
"Let's finish the fight. ”
Poof, are you your own father....
"Sect Master Xie. ”
Shang Huai took the broken sword and saluted Mo Zhizhi.
Seeing that Mo Yun's guardians had decided this, the ram industry was not persuading.
In fact, Shang Huai really didn't want to teach Mo Yun a lesson, but felt that since he had made a breakthrough in this competition, he should also finish this competition, with a beginning and an end.
But Mo Yun would know that he still harbored these obsessive-compulsive thoughts.
The heavenly rust that had been ready to be taken back was held in his hand again.
This time, he was even more panicked than just now, the foundation building period, how can this be topped?
Maybe he forgot that he had also defeated the monks in the foundation building period, and even took a sneak attack sword from the Jindan monks!
Shang Huai, who had received permission, looked at the broken sword, and his heart was full of determination.
"Senior brother, go on. ”
Mo Yun looked at Shang Huai.
"Senior brother... Won't you change your sword?"
An inch long and an inch strong, not to mention that this sword had been damaged by the heavenly rust once, Mo Yun didn't believe that Shang Huai would choose to use it to fight.
The foundation building period is amazing.
Since he was a child, Mo Yun has been a very strong person, and he doesn't like the feeling of being despised by others.
As everyone knows, since Shang Huai's battle, his next few swords are all broken swords, and they are also called "self-breaking" by the Qingjie monks.
Asked by Mo Yun, he laughed and said, signaling that it was okay.
Seeing this, Ram Ye, who was going to lend him his sword, did not take out the sword.
The aura of the fire attribute in Shang Huai's body on the stage gushed out, bringing a lot of heat to the stage and the stage.
Mo Yun cried out in his heart.
"That's what you said no Reiki!!"
In fact, Shang Huai really didn't release it all, just because there was no ordinary aura left in his body, so it was like this.
However, fortunately, Shang Huai has not yet practiced the exercises of the foundation building period, so he can only use the set of exercises he cultivated during the Qi refining period, and the sword moves are also simple Qi refining period moves.
Gently stroking the sword body, the aura climbed up the broken sword and attached to it.
The tip of the sword also seemed to be filled with invisible flame aura, giving Mo Yun an illusion that his sword was not broken.
Mo Yun also learned from Shang Huai, the aura in his body was attached to the heavenly rust, and there was a trace of pale golden aura in the gray aura, which was not easy to be noticed.
The reddish-brown heavenly rust was flowing with spiritual energy, and the silver-white broken sword was covered with red.
Shang Huai struck first.
Rushing towards Mo Yun.
At their level, the comparison is melee combat, what kind of sword kills the enemy, etc., their spiritual sense is not enough to do it.
Mo Yun turned his head and looked at the back, and he was not far from the edge of the martial arts platform.
"If you don't admit defeat, forget it. ”
He is not stupid, he can see that the other party's strength is no longer something he can fight.
But just when this thought just arose in his mind, the heavenly rust in his hand moved with him, and he took the initiative to greet Shang Huai.
"Yes. "Mo Yun yelled badly.
The body of the Heavenly Rust Sword is long and narrow, and its material is special, so it should not be damaged, but according to the direction he led him forward, he must not be able to avoid the tip of this void flame sword.
Hammer –
The sound of the clash of gold and iron, the first collision of the rust and the broken sword.
There was shock in Shang Huai's eyes, and he subconsciously exited.
"How could it be. ”
He saw that the tip of the flame sword he had condensed with his aura began to dissipate after touching the sword in the opponent's hand, and even the aura attached to it returned to his body like a great enemy, like a low tide, leaving only an ordinary broken sword and the rust of heaven to collide.
Shang Huai calmed down.
It seems that it still has to be suppressed by swordsmanship.
He thought that the most powerful sword move Mo Yun had learned might be the ring cut, which might be very powerful for other disciples, but for him who had been practicing the sword for several years, the ring cut was just a pediatric.
He reversed the blade of the sword, used the broken sword as a dagger, and quickly moved his feet to sweep down Mo Yun.
Since he couldn't fight Mo Yun head-on, he chose to go around behind Mo Yun, at that time, the narrow sky rust would definitely not have time to turn around, and he would be able to kill with one blow, of course, he would definitely not really kill him, just knock Mo Yun unconscious.
Mo Yun, who was under the control of Tian Rust, rushed towards the other party again.
But just when Mo Yun thought they were about to fight against the sword.
Shang Huai suddenly leaned down and rushed between Mo Yun's raised hands.
He turned out to....
Bang –
Shang Huai, who had successfully come behind Mo Yun and was ready to slash Mo Yun with a hand knife, only felt that his head was hit hard.
Fell backwards with a thud.
Everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded when they saw Shang Huai's actions.
"Third Senior Brother..."
The ram industry on the high platform found it unbelievable.
"This Mo Yun's spiritual sense is so powerful?"
It turned out that when Shang Huai rushed over, Mo Yun felt the Heavenly Rust in his hand suddenly descend downward, and then knocked behind him, so frightened that Mo Yun thought that Heavenly Rust was going to attack him, so he immediately lowered his head, and this bow just happened to knock on the head of Shang Huai who was surrounding Mo Yun.
Really head iron.
Shang Huai couldn't bear it, and immediately fell down.
When Mo Yun felt that the Heavenly Rust in his hand was not controlling him, he raised his head, and heard the disciples below cheering for him.
"Senior Brother Mo is so predictable!"
"I'll just say that Senior Brother Mo's strength should not be underestimated. ”
He turned. Seeing Shang Huai who fell to the ground, he looked at the rust in his hand.
"Big brother, are you really smart?"
He decides to wait until the next time the mystery man shows up to ask him about the secret of the Rust.
......
"How did you win so..."
In the sword practice room, Si Ningdong had a strange expression, looking at Mo Yun and smiling.
Mo Yun also shrugged his shoulders.
"Maybe that's the strength. ”
In fact, he didn't want to win such a strange thing, but Shang Huai didn't give him this opportunity.
Now Mo Yun also has a general understanding.
First, the sky is rusty and has a spirit, but it doesn't want to take care of itself.
Second, as long as the other party does not use some high-level swordsmanship to fight with himself as soon as he comes up, he should be able to defeat many people by hand-to-hand combat.
Third, he has to learn some human-level swordsmanship to make do with it, why just chop and chop, he is about to lose control of the scene, and he is not sure if Tianrust will take care of himself next time.
Hearing Mo Yun's boastful words, Si Ningdong finally couldn't help laughing.
"You're really thick-skinned. ”
The corners of Mo Yun's mouth furled, and he made a funny expression.
"Eh, aren't you going to improve your strength now?"
Si Ningdong kindly suggested, counting it, Mo Yun has also defeated the two foundation building periods, but his strength has not yet reached the foundation building, Mo Zhizhi will not let him go, and she also decided to go with Mo Yun at that time, in case the people of the Northern Regions chase after Jianoumen, isn't it a burden for them, after thinking about it, it is more stable to go to the Little Heavenly Dao Academy, after all, it is a force on an equal footing with the Qingjie royal family, and there is even a mysterious mid-plane support behind him.
Hearing Si Ningdong's mind, Mo Yun nodded.
Indeed, he also wants to improve his strength now, after all, the mysterious man gave him a countdown to becoming an immortal, if he didn't do it, what if he couldn't go back to Earth.
Now that he can't even get out of the Sword Oumen, do he really want to sneak away?
After thinking about it, forget it, after all, it's really dangerous outside, I almost got into a pit last time, and my dad is also good for me.
But Mo Yun was also very helpless.
After all, the ratio of aura absorption of one to one hundred is too exaggerated.
(PS: Mo Yun: I really didn't stuff money to the third senior brother, I don't believe you asked him.)
Shang Huai: I act so well, pay for money!!)