Chapter 68: Spiritual Formation
Seeing that Han Fatzi's tortoise shell was broken, the swarthy iron rod was about to smash towards his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and a timid female monk on the side even covered her eyes.
Yun Qingfeng was also ready to intervene to stop him, but when he saw Han Fatzi's master, that is, the peak master of the Demon Spirit Peak, with a breezy and indifferent face, his outstretched fingers were retracted.
Li Yixian naturally took in Yun Qingfeng's small movements, and couldn't help but show a trace of doubt and worry in his eyes.
The dark iron rod smashed into Han Shan without the slightest hesitation, and at this moment, Han Fat Man made an amazing move.
Although Han Shan's footsteps couldn't move, there was no restriction on his upper body, and he took a deep breath, and his originally fat body immediately swelled like a leather ball, and his body leaned back, and the iron rod that smashed into his heavenly spirit cover instantly made intimate contact with his belly.
There was no imaginary scene of the fat man being smashed into a pulp, and the iron rod that smashed into his belly was like smashing into a ball of cotton. Han Fatzi's belly instantly flattened.
The strong man surnamed Liu on the opposite side was shocked, and quickly formed a few magic seals in his hand to take back the iron rod, but no matter how he made the seal, the iron rod was stuck in the belly of the fat man Han without moving, and the strong man surnamed Liu's face couldn't help but become difficult to look at.
There was thunder on the iron rod stuck on the belly of the fat man, and the people under the seat all had strange expressions.
"Senior sister, do you know what kind of exercise this is, and how can you use it so against the enemy...... It's so weird!" A foundation-building disciple of the Xuantian Sect took the opportunity to ask the female monk on the side.
The female monk who was questioned was quite handsome, and looked at the monk who asked the question with a hint of disdain.
"This junior brother, you have to choose the right person to talk to, senior sister, I don't like people who are incapable!"
The face of the young man who asked the question turned red instantly, and he pointed his finger at the handsome woman and said:
"You...... How could I be interested in you, you spewing blood?", but the voice did get quieter and quieter, and at the end he lowered his head.
When the woman saw the young monk's reaction, she turned her face away:
"Yes, there is a disciple of Demon Spirit Peak next to you, you don't ask him, but you come to ask me, don't say that you don't know that Senior Brother Han is a disciple of Demon Spirit Peak!"
When the young monk heard this, his head was lowered to his waist, and he no longer dared to say a word of rebuttal.
Naturally, some people around noticed this scene, but no one accused the woman of speaking too harshly, after all, in the cultivation world, a big fist is the last word, if you don't have some ability, it is very likely that you won't even be able to find a partner on a weekend. There are groups of ** concubines who have the ability, and those who have no ability die alone, there are countless examples of this.
The woman did not pay any more attention to the young monk, but looked intently at the middle of the field.
After Han Fatzi clamped the other party's "iron rod" with his belly, he spit out with a deep breath, and with Han Fatzi's breath of exhalation, his belly also returned to its original smooth appearance, and the iron rod flew back at a faster speed than when it came, not only that, but there was a circle of thunder and light on the iron rod, and its target was the strong man surnamed Liu.
Liu Qingshan saw the iron rod flying towards him at great speed, his face turned pale, and he said dejectedly:
"It's Liu who lost!"
When the word "lost" fell, the thunder of the iron rod in the air disappeared instantly, and Liu Qingshan found that he had regained control of the "iron rod", and hurriedly pinched the iron rod into his pocket, glanced at Han Fatzi opposite, and said:
"Brother Han's supernatural powers are mysterious, and Liu's heart is convinced!" Then he shot a few palm prints into the air, and the runes on Han Fatzi's feet disappeared without a trace.
Han Fatzi just wanted to return the gift, but realized that something was wrong, his hands couldn't touch at all!
"Brother Liu smiled, forgive Han for physical reasons, I can't return the gift......"
When Liu Qingshan heard this, he laughed:
"Brother Han is really a straightforward person, but Liu is hypocritical. After saying that, he gave up his hand again and jumped out of the ring.
All the disciples in the audience saw that the victory and defeat had been decided, and they all showed excitement, especially on the side of Xuantian Sect, which was originally a large number of people, and the shouts at this time were even more deafening, listening carefully, they were all shouting Han Shan's name, although Han Fatzi won a little indecently, but it did not affect his status in the minds of everyone at this time.
On the other hand, on the side of Qinglingmen, everyone was depressed, and it seemed that their morale was very low.
"The disciple insulted the teacher's life, and asked the elder to punish him!" Liu Qingshan said with a bow to Li Yixian.
Although Li Yixian was unhappy, he didn't want to hit everyone's morale anymore, so he waved his hand and said:
"I don't blame you for this, the old man didn't expect that little fat man to have such a method!" After speaking, he glanced at Yun Qingfeng without missing a trace. Seeing that the latter's expression was still unchanged for ten thousand years, he said:
"After the competition, the old man has some things to tell you, and when the time comes, you will come to my residence. ”
Liu Qingshan smiled bitterly in his heart, originally thought that he could "escape", but after listening to Li Yixian's later words, he obviously wanted to settle accounts after the autumn. And he didn't know about the conversation between Li Yixian and Yun Qingfeng, otherwise he wouldn't be so depressed at this time.
About half an hour before the first game, Yin Tianyang announced the start of the second game.
The people on both sides are naturally Chu Qiao from each sect, and it is worth mentioning that the one sent by the Qingling Gate turned out to be a disciple named "Han Chi".
To everyone's surprise, the disciple surnamed Han of Qinglingmen just took out a formation pen and drew it in the void as soon as he came on the field, and the disciple of Xuantian Sect on the opposite side was defeated, and the reason was that he jumped out of the ring!
This really stunned everyone who was waiting to watch the play. The disciples of Xuantian Sect who jumped out of the ring had a blank look on their faces, and they were in a trance for a long time.
"Li Yixian, I didn't expect your disciples to have such strange people, if I'm not mistaken, that kid just used the "Spiritual Formation", this kind of formation is not so easy to cultivate, there is no great talent, it is difficult to touch the threshold in his life, you have won one game, but you have won two!" Yun Qingfeng turned his head and said to Li Yixian.
Li Yixian naturally knew what Yun Qingfeng said, and smiled bitterly:
"This son is indeed talented, but his personality is a little arrogant, I'm afraid that if he continues like this, he will take a detour!"
Yun Qingfeng nodded, looking at Han Chi in the ring and couldn't help but squint his eyes.
The results of this competition were a little inexplicable, but none of the elders said anything, and the disciples did not dare to speak up, and some disciples with magical powers could naturally see the doorway, but they just disdained to say it, but one person was not among them.
"That person is so despicable, he actually uses the 'Spirit Formation', if I can play, I must teach him a good lesson!" Murong Xian couldn't help but wave his little fist after speaking.
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