This time, Daji's was extremely simple, and he directly sent someone to kidnap him, but he was naturally sent away very casually.

"Next, let His Royal Highness the prince blow the wind there, and the rest of the things seem to be handled by handing over to Huang Hu...... Huh?"

His eyes flickered, and Wu Tianliang stretched out one hand and pointed a finger.

Bite!

The huge hammer was directly blocked by him.

"No, it's actually using this kind of weapon? Sure enough, it's a tiger girl with extraordinary arm strength! I always feel that no matter how successful or unsuccessful this time, the second prince will end in a tragedy......

Wu Tianliang let out a long sigh.

"Don't talk nonsense, take me three tricks, and I'll give up!" a veiled, soft-armored woman shouted angrily, looking at her slightly petite figure, and two half-human-sized hammers, it was really a bit of a disobedience.

Whoosh!

At this moment, two iron hammers flew towards Wu Tianliang at a high speed, bringing up the sound of whirring wind and pressing down directly on him.

While!

Boom!

With a casual swing of one hand, the two hammers fell directly to the ground, deeply embedded in the ground.

"Ah!!!!h

A distressing cry appeared, and the masked woman took a few steps back, glared fiercely, and disappeared into the darkness in a few clicks.

"Sister, as I said a long time ago, you are not an opponent......"

A slightly weak voice sounded, but it was Meng Xiuwu who gave advice.

"Hmph, I won't give up, and besides, didn't you go to cultivation specifically?" it was useless!" the masked woman said angrily.

"I'm in a low stage, my mana is transforming, and I'm using it at all, and the physical strength of my whole body has dropped to the level of ordinary people...... And even if it's recovery, it's not the opponent's ......"

Meng Xiuwu explained in a whisper.

"It's not that you're too useless! You don't even have any means left!" The masked woman was unceremonious.

"After all, it's a woman's exercise...... I can't help it...... In terms of the Demon God Cave's exercises, the standard is very strange...... Wouldn't it be nice if you sent a serious sect at the beginning......"

Hearing this, Meng Xiuwu suddenly fell down.

"Okay! I admit that there is indeed a problem with the choice......" Looking at this younger brother, who looked like a sister, the masked woman looked strange, and couldn't help but comfort her.

"If force doesn't work...... Looks like we need to use some evil tricks......"

Looking at Wu Tianliang, who was studying the hammer, the masked woman muttered to herself in a cold voice.

......

"The pen is shocking, and the book becomes a weeping ghost! The third level is the book! That is, writing!"

A calm man dressed as a scholar introduced him loudly.

This is the examiner of the third level, a master of calligraphy known as the "book ghost".

"Wait a minute, what you're holding in your hand won't be the pen used for this level......"

Wu Tianliang looked strange and asked.

The guy dressed as a scholar, carrying a metal pen that was almost a man tall and thigh-thick, introduced to everyone with a smile.

"That's right, that's my pen, as for your ...... Someone!"

At the sound of an order, several guards appeared and laid out five shelves, only to see that there were various types of brushes on them, which could be called a small exhibition hall.

However, these pens are all metal, and it is better to say that they are used for writing, but they are more like weapons......

"Are you sure this is calligraphy? It's just a martial arts arena!" Wu Tianliang protested.

Now there are not only weapons, but even a small ring, which doesn't look like calligraphy.

"It's ...... Shudou!" A solemn voice came out, causing him to be stunned for a moment and turn his head away.

"Book fighting is the most terrible, the most cold-blooded, and the most cruel kind of competition in the book path! The people who participate need to use a metal brush to write on the enemy's body, once they enter, holding the pen stick, they don't recognize the six relatives, even if they are biological fathers and sons, and they are deep brothers, they must fight coldly, without leaving the slightest emotion......

"Hey, hey, hey, there really is! Huang Hu, where did you know that!" Wu Tianliang said in surprise.

"Once, there was a master of book fighting, who fell off a cliff, and I got his inheritance, this level, maybe I can make a move!"

"Okay! It just so happens that this prince stayed up all night yesterday, and it's just right for foreign aid. A certain spirited prince interjected in surprise.

"You really waited all night, wouldn't you......" Wu Tianliang touched his forehead and sighed.

Anyway, this competition has finally begun.

"Shudou, it's very interesting, let me meet you, today, I'm going to turn my pen into a sword, and let you taste my seventy-two peerless swordsmanship!"

Wen Buwen smiled deeply, strode towards the other party, and stood firmly in the ring.

Bang!

Thunder, lightning.

A huge pen barrel conjured up a moment of light and shadow.

"Ahhh......hh

The screams kept going away, and the unwritten figure slowly disappeared into the sky, turning into twinkling stars.

"It's too weak, right?" Wu Tianliang couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the guy who was directly knocked away.

"Uh-huh...... You must have underestimated me too much! I am the 'book ghost'! In this book fight, I have lost my family and friendship, just to win!! with your consciousness, how can you win against me!"

The guy dressed as a middle-aged scholar had all kinds of words written on his face at this time, and his clothes had also turned into bloodstained broken robes, emitting an astonishing murderous aura.

"Wow, it's transformed, it's just a book fight, isn't it okay if you don't participate? There's no need to be so exaggerated, right......" Wu Tianliang stared at that person, but his expression was indifferent, and he asked lightly.

"Really, I've finished writing...... At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, and a shining and dazzling creature had appeared in the ring, still holding an ordinary brush in its hand.

Suddenly, the book ghost fell directly into silence......

"What did you write?" the book ghost asked, trembling.

"The word 'one', this kind of competition, it is natural to choose the simplest word to write. A shiny creature replied as a matter of course.

On the book ghost's clothes, there was indeed such a simple scratch as "one".

"When did you make the ......?"

"When you were screaming like crazy just now, there are no rules, I'm in the ring, I need to say hello to you. "Extremely natural voice.

"Ahhh......h

A certain book ghost was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly knelt on the ground and screamed: "Damn, I underestimate these opponents too much!! I even forgot to set the rules!!"

Looking at the frustrated scholar indifferently, Wu Tianliang turned his head to Huang Hu and said, "Old man, let's go, fighting against such a guy feels very cheap." ”