Beachhead Hate Chapter 129 Zhang Leshu
Jin Wuxi flies, and the mountain wind is getting colder.
The nine rings, which had been noisy for nearly a whole day, gradually returned to quiet, and this time the Fengyun meeting was also coming to an end, and now only one ring in the middle would still have one or two battles scattered together.
"It seems that the pervert really doesn't plan to participate in this Fengyun meeting!" Hou Tao sighed lightly, a flash of disappointment flashing across his face.
"He can't enter the land list this time, he won't be able to get the monthly example this year, and even if he defeats the people on the land list this year, he is not qualified to exchange rooms with him!" Bai Shu said with some regret.
"I also lost the opportunity to apprentice directly!" Hou Tao sighed and said, "If we can't worship Duguan, we won't have a good time in the future!"
Bixian Academy requires all relevant disciples to participate in the New Green Ring and Fengyun Meeting, and has also formulated corresponding punishment measures for those who should have participated in the New Green Ring or Fengyun Meeting, especially the Fengyun Society.
As Bai Shu and Hou Tao said, if Feng Wuchen did not see this Fengyun Meeting, he would not be able to receive the spirit stone in this year, and he would also lose the opportunity to live in a good house, and more seriously, he would not even have the opportunity to be selected by Master Jindan and directly apprentice.
The outer disciples of the Bixian Academy can also go to class, but they are all in groups, and most of the people who teach them are some inner disciples with slightly higher cultivation. Inner disciples, however, can apprentice to the elder who is above the Jindan stage as a teacher, and have the opportunity to receive more quintessential and targeted guidance.
Many of the people who watched the excitement in the Fengyun Club did not simply come to be lively, they may have shouldered one of their master's tasks - picking people.
They will pick out some of the new disciples who have participated in the Fengyun Society and recommend them to their masters for the master to choose, and these selected new disciples will have the opportunity to worship directly under the elders.
New disciples who are not selected also have the opportunity to apprentice, but this is more difficult, and they can only apprentice if they complete the tests set by the master they want to worship.
This process is unevenly difficult and takes different lengths, some of which take a day or two, and some of whom spend three or four years or even five or six years.
Another battle ended, and no one climbed for a long time.
"Gone, gone, over ......"
The crowd is surging, and it is "scattered" in all directions.
"What a coward!" Huo'er snorted coldly and flashed out of the crowd.
"Let's go! the pervert is not coming back!" Hou Tao sighed, and took the lead in turning around and squeezing out.
The white-haired elder walked up to the high platform and said casually, "Tie ......"
"I'm going to challenge!"
A somewhat breathless shout interrupted the white-haired elder's usual brief words, causing the white-haired elder to frown unpleasantly.
The scattered crowd stopped curiously, searching for the daredevil, who had suddenly appeared.
Hou Tao hurriedly turned around, a trace of relief and excitement welled up in his heart, he knew the voice, and he knew the owner of the voice.
The owner of the voice jumped into the ring in the spotlight, and it was Feng Wuchen, whose face was a little red and purple.
The white-haired elder looked Feng Wuchen up and down with a cold face, and said angrily, "Why did you come?"
"The disciple accidentally forgot the time ...... in the Tianmu Tower"
"Less nonsense, who are you going to challenge?" the white-haired elder coldly interrupted Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen didn't dare to have any temper with the white-haired elder's unfriendliness, he still laughed with him, and said cautiously: "I want to challenge the second hundredth place on the land list." ”
The white-haired elder waved his hand casually, signaling the challenge to begin, and the deity disappeared into the ring in an instant.
A thin black man jumped into the ring, this man had a lot of hair all over his body, and he had long arms and legs, and a monkey gills with a pointed beak, and if he had a tail inserted, it would not be much different from a black monkey.
Although the black monkey is not good-looking, its strength is also good, and it is the cultivation of the second layer during the foundation building period.
"Boy who doesn't think about himself, Dada doesn't bother you, you found Lao Tzu first! It just so happens that today, Dada will teach you a good lesson!" the black monkey sneered.
"Grandson, it's good if grandpa doesn't teach you a lesson!" Feng Wuchen was angry in the wooden tower, and when he came out and was reprimanded by the white-haired elder, he had already held back the fire in his belly, how could he tolerate this black monkey taking advantage of himself in words.
"Bold!"
With a cold snort, the black monkey shook his right hand abruptly, and three red flying knives that were tumbling in the heat wave flew out from under his arm, slashing towards Feng Wuchen like red lightning.
Feng Wuchen took a closer look and recognized that these three flying knives with a length of several feet were all second-order low-grade magic weapons, and the rank was not too high, so he felt a lot more at ease in his heart.
But after all, this is his first game, and it is in full view of everyone, and he can't help but feel a little nervous and uneasy in his heart.
I saw him raise his eyebrows slightly, patted the storage bag, the turquoise sword was held in his hand, and the red, yellow, and silver swords cut through the void to meet the incoming enemy.
In an instant, the flying knife and the flying sword fought together, the flying knife flame was fierce, I saw that the flying knife was only a little light in the air, and the raging fire came out of thin air, and instantly turned into a volcano, mercilessly smashing into the flying sword. The flying sword was also fierce, and it was not afraid of the volcano that seemed to be able to burn the sky and destroy the earth, and the treasure light on his body rose and he met it desperately.
In the blink of an eye, three flying knives and three flying swords fought back and forth in the air for more than a dozen rounds, and the shape was very dangerous.
The black monkey on the ground was not idle, I saw him flying with his hands, dazzling and pinching one complicated trick after another, babbling non-stop in his mouth, and sweating profusely on his face and neck. Obviously, it was already quite difficult for him to control three magic weapons at once.
Looking at the wind and dust, although there is a lot of sweat, compared with the black monkey opposite, it can be regarded as calm and relaxed.
He didn't make any handprints, only waved the sword in his hand, and the three flying swords in the air fought with the flying knife in high spirits.
The reason why he was able to easily gain the upper hand was that although the cultivation of the second layer of the foundation building period had a lot to do with it, it was not the most important factor, and more importantly, his divine sense was much stronger than that of the black monkey.
In the process of cultivating the Wind and Thunder Technique in Tianmu Tower, his cultivation finally improved again, and he reached the second floor of the foundation building period.
was able to break through again so quickly, on the one hand, because of the magic of the Wind and Thunder Technique, which has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort, and on the other hand, because of the good foundation he laid. The red rope inexplicably sucked the painted skin ghost, which really benefited Feng Wuchen a lot.
Besides, his divine sense, when his divine cultivation was only two layers, his divine consciousness was already not shallow, comparable to a monk at the third level of the foundation building period, and he could completely achieve one heart and four uses.
And now, his divine cultivation has reached the third level, and his divine sense has made great progress, according to Feng Wuchen's own estimates, his divine consciousness is at least equivalent to the fourth or even fifth layer of monks in the foundation building period, and the control of the attack and defense of the magic weapon no longer needs the help of the handprint.
After dozens of rounds of fighting, a flying knife was suddenly knocked down to the ring, and the black monkey immediately vomited a mouthful of blood. Feng Wuchen was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but the black monkey admitted defeat quite familiarly.
Before Feng Wuchen could take a good breath, a white fat man jumped into the ring.
"Boy, do you dare to fight with Lao Tzu?" the white fat man's tone was extremely contemptuous.
Feng Wuchen glanced at this white fat man with careful eyes, only to see that he had a fat head and big ears, inverted eight eyebrows, squinting eyes, a garlic nose, a generous mouth, a double chin, a big belly, and big hands and feet. However, his cultivation is not low, and he has three layers of cultivation during the foundation building period.
"Why don't you dare!" Feng Wuchen has never been a too rational person, let alone proficient in the method of bending and stretching, plus he won an easy victory just now, and now his heart is high, so he agreed without thinking too much.
This can make Hou Tao on the side anxious, Feng Wuchen doesn't know this fat man, but Hou Tao knows, this fat man is Hou Tao's junior brother, named Zhang Leshui. Although this Zhang Leshu is Hou Tao's junior brother, the relationship between the two is extremely poor, and they look at each other unpleasantly, and they all kinds of squeezes and dumps in the open and in the dark.
The specific reason why the relationship between the two people is so bad is actually because of the nickname. Because of the nickname, it was not because Hou Tao put away any indecent or even vulgar nicknames for Zhang Le that annoyed the latter. It's because both of them love to give people nicknames, and they both feel that their nicknames are excellent, and the other party is a piece of.
The so-called peers are like enemies, and these two people have become mortal enemies because of a small nickname.
Although Hou Tao didn't like this and didn't admit all the nicknames of the latter, he recognized the latter's formation talent and admitted that the latter was indeed a good formation master. He believed that even if Feng Wuchen now had a three-layer cultivation in the foundation building period, and his cultivation was comparable to Zhang Leshui, Feng Wuchen would inevitably be beaten by the other party in the end!
"Does Zhang Fatzi know that Feng Wuchen is a member of the Peach Tree Society?" Bai Shu is also very familiar with Zhang Leshu, and he is also clear about the latter's methods.
"How could a person like him not know!, and I heard that he also intends to join the door of life and death!" Hou Tao sighed.
"Pervert, you can only ask for more blessings for yourself!"