Chapter 38 is rotten
There was less than one cup of tea left until the last time, and Huangfu Xuan had caught nearly 3,000 birds, and Shen Xiu had not had a single bird.
At the last moment, Huang Fuxuan still did not relax in the slightest, and urged his spiritual power to catch a lot of red-billed birds, forcing a large number of birds to move in the direction of Shen Xiu.
Everyone thought that Shen Xiu had lost, and some elders wanted to leave early.
"Forget it, the victory and defeat have been divided, don't look any further, I'll go and ask Shen Shengzi to admit defeat. Zhao Juexian shook his head.
I thought I could see a wonderful competition, but I didn't know that it was a negative game, which was a big disappointment.
"No, let's come at the appointed time. Huang Fuqi said.
Huangfu Xuan has won, there is no need to end it early, if you want to win, you will win perfectly, so that everyone has nothing to say.
Since Huang Fuqi said it, Zhao Juexian had no choice but to give up.
Everyone continued to watch the game.
The rest of the game time has become garbage time, and there is no suspense.
If it weren't for the fact that the head of the sect was still there, some elders would have wanted to leave early.
As for the disciples, most of the bets on Shen Xiu to win were returned to the dealer, although only one percent was returned, and the remaining ninety percent was lost.
The actual interests were damaged, and there was naturally nothing good to say about Shen Xiu.
If it weren't for the head and elders here, they would even have to scold.
"It's because I've lost my eyes, and I can't imagine that the senior brother will also lose. ”
"Although the senior brother lost, his meditation skills won, this cheeky work, the emperor and the son can't compare to it. ”
"I already saw it, the senior brother knew from the beginning that he couldn't win the Emperor Fu Holy Son, so he played negatively. ”
"That's right, as long as you play negatively, you don't have to show real skills, and if you don't show real skills, even if you lose, you can save a little face. ”
"Haha, if you show your real skills and then lose again, everyone will know that the real skills of the senior brother are terrible. ”
A group of disciples who had lost money gathered together and sneered at Shen Xiu.
The words were so ugly that many of my classmates frowned slightly when they heard it.
"Don't talk nonsense, the senior brother is the son of the emperor, can you call it a loss?"
The junior sister's defense instead caused a burst of ridicule.
"Senior Brother didn't lose, the Holy Son of Huangfu only won once, but Senior Brother won twice. A male disciple sneered.
"Which two wins?"
"I've calculated, I won once in meditation and once in cheeky practice, but isn't it twice?"
"The senior brother won twice, and the Holy Son of the Emperor Fu only won once, so the senior brother won. ”
This group of people was the same as talking about cross talk, which caused the audience to laugh.
The little junior sister who defended the senior brother was so anxious that her face turned red.
Time went by, and there was only half a cup of tea.
Even Luo Changsheng, the head of the sect who had been waiting, turned around and prepared to leave.
In the entire Tongtian Sect, no one thought that Shen Xiu could win.
Time is not enough, even if Shen Xiu is a heavenly immortal, it is impossible to catch thousands of birds in half a cup of tea.
I saw Shen Xiu sitting lonely in the forest, being watched by countless strange eyes, if he changed someone, he was afraid that he would die of embarrassment.
But Shen Xiu is not embarrassed at all, as long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.
Those mocking disciples were not wrong, Shen Xiu was just for losing.
To put it mildly, Shen Xiu is a scumbag.
Shen Xiu must not show his true skills.
If his true skills are exposed, others will know that Shen Xiu is very bad, and such a result is even more ugly than losing the game.
Therefore, Shen Xiu simply put it in a mess.
Shen Xiu is also very experienced in swinging rotten, after all, the NBA has watched so many games.
In the face of countless needle-like gazes, Shen Xiu was not only not affected, but instead entered a state of "fixed".
At the last moment, Zhao Juexian finally couldn't wait any longer, and walked over to prepare for Shen Xiu to admit defeat.
At this moment, the purple sauce fruit on a tree happened to ripen, the shell burst open, and the kernel fell lightly on Shen Xiu's hair.
Call!
That piece of kernel caught fire, and a faint purple smoke ignited, and the scorched fruit fell to the ground.
"Shen Shengzi is cultivating the power of pure yang?" Zhao Juexian showed a strange expression.
You must know that the power of pure yang is not the right way, and ordinary monks will not specifically cultivate it, at most it will be regarded as a minor technique.
Shen Xiu was meditating, cultivating the power of pure yang.
After Shen Xiu knew the technique of the power of pure yang, he felt that it was simple, so he simply used the method of "Void Phaseless Technique" to cultivate the power of pure yang.
The Void Void Phaseless Technique features the Heaven and Earth Pile, where spiritual power gushes out from the head, which is completely different from the mainstream exercises.
Therefore, Shen Xiu's pure yang power was highly concentrated, gushing out from his head, and it happened to burn that piece of fruit.
The elders who were watching from afar also saw this scene, and the garbage time was finally a little less boring.
"This kid doesn't play well, but he cultivates the power of pure yang, and he's gone astray. Huang Fuqi shook his head and said.
"What is Shen Shengzi doing?" Elder Xu was puzzled.
Cultivating the power of pure yang, at first glance, it is not very serious.
What Elder Xu didn't know was that Shen Xiu wanted to accumulate a little more pure yang power because he had tasted the sweetness of using the power of pure yang in the black calamity.
Even if Elder Xu had a full brain, he would not have thought of this reason.
"Master, what ......do you see," Elder Xu looked at Luo Changsheng as if asking for help.
In Elder Xu's opinion, Shen Xiu was definitely not stupid, but rather a talented figure, and it was impossible for him to go astray as Huang Fuqi said.
Shen Xiu must have another purpose for doing this, and what the purpose is, Elder Xu can't figure it out.
"Old Xu, have you ever heard of the characteristics of the red-billed flamingo? Luo Changsheng said with a smile.
What are the characteristics of the red-billed flamingo?
Elder Xu couldn't answer, who would have nothing to pay attention to the characteristics of a bird, he was an immortal cultivator and not a bird cultivator.
But Elder Xu was keenly aware that the master's expression had changed.
Before, the head was quite disappointed with Shen Xiu, but now, the head actually smiled, and looked at Shen Xiu's gaze in the distance, which seemed to have a little more appreciation.
Don't...... Is there a turnaround in this game?
Elder Xu looked at Shen Xiu, Shen Xiu was still meditating, the number of birds he caught was zero, and the time for the competition was about to end.
It's that I'm thinking too much, Elder Xu shook his head, no matter how you look at it, Shen Xiu has no possibility of turning the tables.
At this moment, only the sound of whirring nets was heard.
Huangfu Xuan urged twelve giant nets, gathered into a bundle, like a sickle stirring in the forest, touching the core of the red-billed bird flock.
Frightened, countless red-billed birds rose into the sky, obscuring the sky, and flew in the direction of Shen Xiu.
Although Shen Xiu was rotten, Huangfu Xuan still played the whole audience seriously, and seeing that Shen Xiu was still meditating and resting, he couldn't help but feel angry.
"Shen Xiu, the birds are flying towards you, how many do you catch, don't you feel ashamed to lose with zero points?"
Huangfu Xuan stood high in the treetops, his face sneering, and his heart was very happy.