Nangong Yu was silent for a while, and then looked at Hua Mingshui. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay, I promise you. Nangong Yu nodded, although the treasure is precious, but the test is more important.

Nangong Yu wants to win Hua Mingshui, he can do it.

It's just that this will expose his killer feature in advance, which is not conducive to the later competition, he wants to compete for the first place, after all, the temptation of the cave is too great!

No cave, no immortal!

The rain kept hitting the broken ground, and the sound of crackling continued.

"Solution!" Hua Mingshui said something in his mouth, pointing in front of him, and there was water vapor spreading on his body.

As soon as the word came out, the sound of popping suddenly disappeared, although the rain did not stop, but it could no longer cause damage to the test field, and the pressure on Nangong Yu's body disappeared suddenly.

"Now can you tell me, how do you control the weather?" Nangong Yu glanced at the sky, withdrew the spell, and the wind wall dissipated.

"I'm not controlling the weather, I'm just using your spiritual wind to lead up to the sky with my spiritual silk, because your spiritual wind won't dissipate for the time being, and you can gather the clouds, and when the clouds gather to a certain intensity, it will naturally rain!" Hua Mingshui explained to Nangong Yu.

"I see, it's worthy of Hua Mingshui, it turns out that everything I did was to help you turn against yourself, hahaha. Nangong Yu's face showed enlightenment and laughed at himself.

Hua Mingshui didn't respond to Nangong Yu, turned around and reached out to grab it, and when he grabbed it, filaments appeared on his fingers, which were connected with the light blue filaments on the silver needles on the ground on the edge of the competition field.

After the silver needle was recovered by Hua Mingshui, the rain, which had only landed on the competition field, seemed to have no limit, and immediately fell to the audience and fell on everyone.

"It's really boring, don't fight, I admit defeat!" Hua Mingshui smiled lazily, and the tall and thin figure walked freely in the wind and rain, and walked out of the competition field.

"Huh, why did he throw in the towel?"

"Why didn't he fight, didn't he win right away?"

"That's right, this Hua Mingshui is really a weirdo!"

Nangong Yu won this competition, and it was strange that few people cheered, and most of everyone's eyes were not focused on Hua Mingshui, not Nangong Yu, who won the competition.

Although Hua Mingshui lost, his performance completely overwhelmed Nangong Yu as the winner, and it can be said that the whole situation was in the hands of Hua Mingshui from the beginning of the competition.

Hua Mingshui used the spirit needle to attack Nangong Yu, many people thought that Hua Mingshui was just a simple attack, but they didn't know that his spirit needle was to lead Nangong Yu's spiritual wind into the sky.

When everyone thought that Hua Mingshui led Nangong Yu's spiritual wind into the sky just to protect himself, they didn't expect that he was creating an opportunity for his counterattack, Nangong Yu did not have a water spirit vein, and Hua Ming Shui's main spiritual vein was the water spirit vein, and he practiced the method of water practice.

Therefore, Hua Mingshui used the rain to perform the "Heavy Rain Technique" to create an environment that was conducive to his own combat and could maximize his advantages, so it can be said that he was preparing for his "Heavy Rain Technique" from the beginning!

All this shows that Hua Mingshui is an extremely wise person, what he thinks and does far exceeds ordinary people, even a great immortal like Nangong Yu is easily calculated by him!

"Since Hua Mingshui took the initiative to admit defeat, then Nangong Yu won the third competition!"

After the competition, the competition was not carried out immediately, just because the competition room was too badly damaged at this time, and the competition room was riddled with holes and dilapidated.

Under the command of Tanglin Tingjian, in less than an hour, the ground of the entire competition site was restored by Tanglin Guard, and the competition could be continued.

"In the next game, those with No. 7 or 8 bamboo sticks will compete on the field. Yan Zhenghe glanced at the ground of the test site and spoke.

On the rest platform, Yuan Xiaowei's Beiming Zijue tightened his body, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, on which was engraved a "eight" character.

"Zi Jue, it's time for you to play, don't be nervous, come on!" Yuan Xiaowei knew the number of Zi Jue of the North Darkness, and opened her mouth to encourage her.

"Hmm. Beiming Zijue exhaled with a small mouth, stood up and walked towards the competition venue.

No one walked out of the rest platform again, and in the stands of Ziyin Village, Beiming Quanke saw Beiming Zijue walk out, with a sneer on his face like a crown of jade, and with a flick of his brown robe, he jumped off the stand and landed on the test field.

"My name is Beiming Zijue, please advise. Beiming Zijue's little face was slightly red, and her purple eyes were a little nervous.

"Hmph. Bei Ying Quan Ke snorted coldly, directly raised his arm, and pressed it against Bei Ying Zijue.

Beiming Zijue's little face was startled, purple light emanated from his eyes, and his figure moved, and he appeared in another position in a hurry.

Just where the Northern Darkness Zijue had just moved away, cracks suddenly appeared in the void there, as if squeezing the void, making a clicking sound.

"Have you seen through my attack?" There was a faint purple intent in the depths of Bei Ying Quanke's eyes.

"Thousand machines, the art of scattering spirit fists. The Northern Stygian Zijue stabilized his body, and a purple wave of qi gathered in front of him, turning into a purple fist, and blasted towards the Northern Stygian Quanke.

Bei Ying Quan Ke sneered, a little purple light appeared in his eyes, and cracks appeared in the void outside his body, like a transparent shield with cracks, and some of the cracks were actually purple!

Before his fist touched the crack shield of the North Stygian Spring Ke, the Northern Stygian Zijue was startled, and quickly distanced himself from the Northern Stygian Spring Ke in disbelief.

"Block my spell!"

With a bang, the purple fist slammed into the crack shield, unable to shake the crack shield in the slightest, and turned into a purple wave of qi and dissipated.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be able to see what happens in the next moment!" the crack in front of Bei Ying Quan Ke disappeared, and he said lightly as he looked at the retreating Bei Ying Zijue.

When Beiming Zijue heard this, his small body trembled, and his little face began to tense, and it seemed that he was said by Beiming Quanke.

"Hehe, then I don't know if you see what you look like after you fail?" Bei Ying Quan Ke smiled and glanced at the feet of Bei Ying Zijue.

Beiming Zijue's face suddenly changed greatly, and he just wanted to make a move but couldn't move the slightest!

Because small cracks suddenly appeared on the ground under her feet, they spread to the void in an instant, starting from the feet of the North Stygian Zijue, it was just a time to breathe, and the whole body of the Northern Stygian Zijue was covered by the cracks in the void, unable to move.

"What kind of spell is he using, it's so weird!"

"I remember that Muli was defeated by his spell yesterday, and today the Northern Darkness Zijue is the same, is there no way to crack it?"

"It seems that this person from the Northern Hell Branch is not simple!"

In the fourth game, Bei Ming Quanke won easily, Bei Ming Zijue was not the opponent of Bei Ming Quanke at all, the competition between Bei Ming Zijue and Li Xiaoxiao, the reason why he won was completely because of Li Xiaoxiao's carelessness, if Li Xiaoxiao was on guard, or in a competition, Bei Ming Zijue would lose.

Beiming Zijue walked out of the test room a little distracted, with an indescribable decline on her pink little face, she didn't even dare to look up at her father, let alone look at it, Han Zixie!

It's just that what she didn't see was that Han Zixie's location had long been without Han Zixie's position at this moment.......

Not long after he got the number sign, when others were engrossed in watching the competition, Han Zixi left and didn't know where he went?

"It's okay, you're already amazing. Seeing the lost Beiming Zijue, Yuan Xiaowei immediately stepped forward to comfort her.

"In the next game, I will play with the No. 9 and No. 10 signs. Yan Zhenghe's voice came out, suppressing everyone's discussions, attracting everyone's attention to the rest platform, and some looked at the stands of Lingyin Village.

The little fat man Donglinbao glanced at his number tag, then put it in his small bag, took out a piece of golden meat and threw it in his mouth, chewed it and walked to the competition venue.

I really don't know how many delicacies are in his small bag, except for the competition, he basically never stopped his mouth, his fleshy round face was full of enjoyment, and he leisurely walked into the competition field.

It's just that the little fat man feels a little strange, he has already played, but he hasn't seen his opponent appear yet?

"Who is competing with Tanglin Bao, why haven't you played yet?"

"Didn't you find out? Of the twelve people in this round of competition, only one person from Dongling Bao, Mi Xuanding, and Lingyin Village remained, and that person, but he was gone!"

"Han Zixie, don't you say that I haven't found out yet, where have the others gone?"

"He's a dead star, he thinks it's lawless when he has some ability, and no one cares, who knows!"

Yan Zhenghe frowned slightly, glanced at the rest table, everyone else was there, and found that only Han Zixi was missing, and looked back at Xianyin.

"Give him a quarter of an hour. Xian Yin was also a little helpless, and said to Yan Zhenghe.

"After a quarter of an hour, if the participants do not play, they will be judged to have given up the competition!" Yan Zhenghe walked to the edge of the main stand and spoke loudly to the audience.

"What the hell is going on! How can such a grand event be delayed in the competition!"

"It's Han Zixie again, he was late for the qualification assessment, and at this moment, he is actually making trouble again in the competition, so he should be directly disqualified from the competition!"

The audience in the competition room became noisy for a moment, and basically everyone was saying that Han Zixi was not, and no one spoke for him!

Beiming Zijue looked at Han Zixie's position, and his little face was a little worried.

A quarter of an hour is not a long time, it will arrive soon, but Han Zixie still hasn't arrived.

"When the time comes, this game will be won by Tanglin Bao..."Yan Zhenghe shook his head, but just as he announced the results, a crisp voice interrupted his words.

"Be merciful!"

A figure fell directly from the top of the competition field, stood on the competition field, scratched his head a little embarrassed, and said with a smile.

Finally at the last moment, Han Zixi rushed back to the test venue, he coughed dryly, touched the small cloth bag on his waist with his hand, and then looked at the little fat man with a smile!

It's just that his smile feels a little ill-intentioned no matter how you look at it......