Chapter Seventy-Eight: Witty as Me?

Mi Jin's posture was upright, standing on the competition ground like a sharp sword, the golden dragon pattern behind the blue robe was a little shining, and his handsome jade-like face was a little cold. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wow, it's so beautiful!" The little girl in Wuyin Village looked at the handsome young man in front of her with some dementia, as if she had forgotten the competition for a while.

"It's too much, she actually stared at the top of Mi Zhen like this, damn it!"

"It's so shameless, you dare to look at my brother Mi Xuanding like this, wait a minute, none of you can stop me, I want to teach her a lesson!" Many girls in Xianyin Village began to go crazy, especially Yan Xitian, who had come to his senses at the moment, and roared angrily at the little girl in the competition field!

"Have you seen enough?" said Mi Yiding, frowning slightly, and said in a cold voice.

"No, uh... Little sister Bai Zhu'er, big brother, please advise!" was awakened by Mi Xuan's words, the little girl's face was slightly red, and she said very lively.

Mi Qianding didn't speak again, stretched out his finger and pointed at the little girl named Bai Zhu'er, and a blue light flew out from Mi Qianding's cuffs and went straight to Bai Zhu'er.

Inside the blue light was a dagger that stabbed into Bai Zhu'er's body in an instant, but, like her sister, when her body was hit by the dagger, her body began to turn into mist and spread.

It's just that there is still no fluctuation on Mi Qianding's face, and he pointed at the dagger again with one hand, and before the mist completely dispersed, Mi Qianding's dagger suddenly became blue, directly shocking the fog.

A crisp muffled snort came out of the mist, but the mist did not collapse, but dispersed at a faster speed, and the whole was no fog shrouded again than last time!

Mi Qiu's eyes flashed, he took a few steps forward, and then squatted down, and on the ground in front of him, there were a few scattered drops of blood!

It looks like Bai Zhu'er is already injured!

Call!

A thick mist whistled past behind Mi Ding, who tilted his head slightly and stood slowly.

Roar!

A beast roar came out, which caught Mi Qian Peak off guard, and a giant lion composed of mist rushed out and swallowed Mi Qi Ding into a big mouth!

After the fog lion swallowed Mi Qian Ding into his stomach, he immediately raised his head to the sky and roared, and the roar came out of the fog, which was a little shocking when the audience outside the stadium heard it, and some people even thought that Mi Qian Ding would not lose!

"Hey, this girl is much more powerful than her sister, she actually ate him, hahaha, not bad, look at you are still arrogant!" Han Zixie's eyes lit up, and he suddenly burst out laughing in his seat.

"What are you talking about?Who did you eat?" Yan Xitian asked with some confusion when she heard Han Zixie's words.

"Uh... It's nothing!" Han Zixi originally wanted to tell Yan Xitian what he had seen, but wouldn't this expose his skills, so he still couldn't help but say nothing.

"Neurotic!"

The fog lion stood on the test field, and after a while, a petite figure slowly appeared from the fog, and walked in front of the fog lion with a smile.

"Hee-hee, swallowed into the stomach by my male mist lion, without the order of this girl, the little monk can't come out, you lose. Bai Zhu'er looked at her fog lion with satisfaction and smiled happily.

"Oh, is it?" a faint voice came from the fog lion's body.

Hearing the sound of Qi Xuanding, Bai Zhu'er's face changed, and she couldn't believe it, but without the slightest hesitation, her body flew back, and at the same time stretched out her little hand and pressed it against the fog lion.

"Boom!"

Bai Zhu'er said a word, and the fog lion exploded directly, and without looking at the result, her petite figure disappeared into the mist again.

After the fog lion burst open, it turned into mist again and merged into the mist of the competition field, and the figure of Mi Yu fell from mid-air, unscathed, but there was a gloom on his face.

"This little girl from Wuyin Village is a little not simple, she can hold on to her hands for so long!"

"Although Mi Qianding is known as the number one immortal in my village, it is already a thing of the past, but I don't know how strong he has been in the past year or two?"

"A year or two can be a big change for the little monk, maybe he will be surpassed by others at this moment, but I am optimistic about Bei Yingzhi and Nangong Yu. ”

Seeing that Mi Qianding had not won the competition, some people began to discuss, and those who were optimistic about Mi Qianding couldn't help but start worrying about him.

Mi Qiding unfolded his palm, and his dagger appeared in his hand, and the green light on it flashed slightly.

"The art of soul seeking. The dagger flew out of his hand and went straight to the depths of the mist.

Mi Qian followed the dagger, constantly swimming in the mist, slowly getting faster and faster, faintly he saw a figure in front of him, also swimming quickly.

"You can't run away. Seeing Bai Zhu'er's figure, Mi Jinding stretched out his finger and pointed a little towards Bai Zhu'er.

But at this moment, the figure in the eyes of Mi Mi Ding in front of him dissipated without warning, and a childish voice came from behind Mi Mi Ding.

An icy blade appeared on Mi Yan's neck, and the blade glowed with cold light, and the cold air was overwhelming.

"It's not wise to leave your back to Ben Niangniang!" Bai Zhu'er held a small sword, compared to the top of the neck, with a touch of pride on her face.

"Hehe, witty as me, you lost!" Bai Zhu'er looked a little regretful and said to Mi Xuan.

"Really?" said with a calm face.

Hearing Mi Qianding's words, Bai Zhu'er was shocked, and looked around, really couldn't figure out where Mi Qianding got the confidence to say this!

"Hmph, bluff..."

Roar!

This roar appeared suddenly, a golden light flashed, without warning, the figure of Bai Zhu'er behind Mi Qian disappeared, and then the mist slowly dispersed, and the situation on the test field appeared in the eyes of everyone.

I saw Mi Yiding standing calmly on the test field, a dragon roar came from above his head, and in the middle of the test field, a golden dragon several zhang long roared continuously, shocking the audience.

On the golden dragon's dragon claws, Bai Zhu'er was caught and kept shouting!

"Let me down, let me down, I admit defeat, can't I admit defeat!" Bai Zhu'er's face turned white, her little face panicked, and said pitifully.

"Solution. He pointed in front of him, opened his mouth lightly, and walked out of the competition room.

The golden dragon roared, dissipated into the air, and Bai Zhu'er's petite body rolled and fell to the ground, looking at the back of Mi Xuanding, and a touch of worship rose in his big eyes.

"I didn't expect that the cultivation of the Wandering Dragon at the peak of the Peak of Mi Xuan had reached this level, and the Wandering Dragon of the Little Cultivator Realm actually exceeded the length of three zhang!" Elder Li's eyes flashed, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The immortal Yin on the side glanced sideways at Elder Li and did not speak.

After more than ten competitions, the afterglow of the sunset inlaid a golden edge on the distant peaks, and the red sunset fell into everyone's eyes, awakening the tiredness of the body!

On the rest platform of the little friar, before Yan Zhenghe could speak, Han Zixi laughed, his expression showed a touch of pride, and he walked towards the competition hall with steps.

"It's time for Uncle Ben to play!"

It's just that before Han Zixi could take a few steps, Yan Zhenghe's voice sounded from above the main stand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as it is getting late, let's go back and rest for the time being, and tomorrow morning, continue the little monk Dabi. ”

"Ah, I haven't competed yet, it's the last competition anyway, why don't you let me finish today's competition after the competition?" Han Zixie suddenly stopped doing it when he heard it, and raised his head to the main stand in protest and shouted.

"Han Zixie, don't mess around, the time has come, you must end today's competition, besides, wouldn't it be good for you to have one more day to prepare?" Yan Zhenghe frowned slightly when he heard Han Zixie's words, and spoke seriously.

"How can you do this to me!" Han Zixie walked back dejectedly when he heard it.

Everyone dispersed from the competition hall one after another, and Han Zixi walked out of the competition hall, standing on the Xianmen Square outside the competition hall, and looked up at the sixth statue.

His eyes were deep and full of wisdom, looking into the distance, although it was just a statue, Han Zixie felt that his face was full of endless vicissitudes.

Han Zixie's figure flashed, and the shadow flew out of his body, and it didn't take long for him to come to the mountain forest behind the statue, and came to the branch of the big tree on the edge of the cliff, sat on the branch, and looked at the sixth statue with a smile.

When he was in the Pansi Cave, Han Zixie's original bones were shattered by the domineering anti-shock force, lying on the ground was no different from a pile of mud, and the breath on his body began to weaken!

It wasn't until three days later that Han Zixie's aura had become vague, as if it would disappear at any time.

Another day passed, Han Zixie's breath actually dissipated directly, and he truly entered a state of death!

But at the moment of his death, a trace of orange appeared on his body, and then all the skin of his body became orange, and his original body like mud actually began to squirm under the skin!

The whole process lasted about three days and three nights, and it wasn't until the night three days later that the orange light that filled his body slowly dissipated, and his body, which was originally like mud, had recovered at the moment, faintly emitting bursts of special power through his skin!

Han Zixie woke up the day before the fifteenth day of the ninth month, and after waking up, he was dazed for a while, not knowing what had happened, but when he was testing his body, he was stunned in place, and his eyes were full of disbelief!

Han Zixi was in a coma for more than ten days, and during the coma, he had a dream!

In the dream, he incarnated as a god of war who stood up to the sky, his body was huge, comparable to a mountain, his skin was orange and flowing, and under a punch, he was covered with mountains and seas, as if he had become an existence where nothing could be solved by his own punch.

Whatever it is, it will be wiped out under your own fist!

Without thinking too much, Han Zi jumped down, jumped directly from the branch of the big tree, and fell under the cliff, he hadn't been to Scorpion Pond for a long time, and he basically hadn't been here since he entered the WTO assessment.

Coming to the bottom of the cliff, Han Zixi squatted on the edge of the pool, his fingers crossed the cool water, and he smiled at the stones on the ground that had been broken by himself.

It seems that Han Zixie at this moment has suddenly become a lot more mature, he has too many questions in his heart, it's not that he doesn't want to figure it out, but, he doesn't dare!