"Wang Lu, if your so-called certain victory is to let her fight, then there is no need to continue today's fight. We all admit that we are not your Master's opponent in King Pill Stage."
After the defeat of the King of Ten Thousand Beasts, the other Daoist Masters of Deity Stage were not interested in trying. Even Feng Yin, who was recognized as the number one Deity Stage in Nine Regions, once admitted that it was impossible for him to defeat Wang Wu in King Pill Stage, so the others didn't need to humiliate themselves.
Wang Lu helplessly explained, "She is not in today's King Pill Stage list. Haven't any of you Deity Stage experts seen the list? She is a cheerleader, not a member of the fighting team. "
Upon hearing this, the other Daoist Masters of Deity Stage hurriedly pulled out the notice of the fight that was sent a few days ago. Sure enough, they saw the list of King Pill Stage members in the attachment, but there was no Wang Wu's name.
"Since it's not Wang Wu, how can you have the certainty to win?"
Wang Lu said, "This point, I have to invite you and the numerous fellow daoists present here today to witness it. I can only say that the program I have prepared will not let you down."
With that, Wang Lu turned sideways and faced the members of King Pill Stage behind him. "Senior Wu Xu, please make your move."
From the crowd, a skinny old man came out. He was no more than five feet tall, dressed in a grey-yellow robe, and his slightly stooped back made him look even shorter. He was holding a lantern in his hand, but the candle in the lantern not only did not bring light, it instead dimmed the surrounding light.
The old man's face was like a zombie. He slightly turned his head and stiffly said to Wang Lu, "You and I are both King Pill Stage members, no need to be too polite and call me senior."
With that, Daoist Master Wu Xu slowly walked onto the training field.
His footsteps were slow and stiff, and every step caused his body to stagger and sway. The lantern in his hand was even more erratic, perfectly playing out what it meant to have one foot in the grave … But after he walked onto the stage, he snorted and said, "I'm still very young!"
Laughter could be heard from below the stage.
This Daoist Master Wu Xu was also a little famous in the immortal cultivation world. When he was young, he cultivated the wind and thunder body forging method, which tempered his body to an exceptionally tyrannical level. He was obviously from the Deceitful Sect. The Spirit-summoning Lantern contained thousands of curses and evil spells, yet he was braver and better at fighting than the sword cultivators who specialized in combat. Although it was the King Pill, he had taken the lives of many Nascent Soul Perfected Cultivators. Unfortunately, as he aged, the side effects of the Wind and Thunder Body Tempering Art gradually appeared. His tall and sturdy body, which was over ten feet tall at his peak, continued to shrink, and he could no longer endure fierce battles.
Even so, with the Spirit Summoning Lantern in his hand and his hundreds of years of battle experience, it was enough for him to be ranked among the top King Pill of his time. The only funny thing was that this old man refused to accept his old age and always thought of himself as a young man in his prime.
According to the rumor, at the beginning of this Grand Competition, the little old man also went to sign up for the men's group of the beauty contest.
After Wu Xu appeared on the stage, several Deity Stage cultivators secretly communicated with each other through primordial spirit.
Everyone was reluctant to fight against this old King Pill. Wu Xu was too old, even older than an old guy like Feng Yin … Even if his evil spell had reached the peak, and he was definitely one of the top powerhouses among the Daoist Masters of King Pill, even if he won, it would be an unfair victory.
After a discussion, no one volunteered, so Feng Yin sighed. "That being the case, then I …"
Before he could finish, a young man dressed as a scholar smiled and said, "Then let me do it. If Sect Leader Feng Yin makes his move, what suspense is there in this competition? That would be a waste of the painstaking efforts of your sect's lead disciple. "
Feng Yin smiled wryly and did not answer. This person was the master of Ten Thousand Scrolls Building, a top-rank sect in the Wanxian League, Three Rivers Scholar. His conduct was neither good nor evil. He was not close to any of the major sects, nor alienated. His character was also strange and unpredictable. Just now, the implication of his words was that if he made his move, Wang Lu could not let the Sect Leader of Spirit Sword Sect be defeated and run to the opposite sex. Even if there was a method that could make King Pill win against a Deity Stage cultivator, it would be a waste of time.
However, Wang Lu's sense of belonging and loyalty to Lingjian School was unquestionable. However, it was also unquestionable that this guy would never be soft on his own people...
Therefore, when Three Rivers Scholar bravely stepped forward, Feng Yin was really relieved. Because he could finally watch the development of the situation with peace of mind, to see how Wang Lu was going to bridge the huge gap between King Pill and Deity Stage.
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After Three Rivers Scholar came to the stage, his face was still filled with an excited smile. "Daoist Master Wu Xu, I have long heard of your great name. In the past, your wind and thunder body forging method shook the Eastern Border, and your grace and spirit were all unforgettable. Today, those old guys rely on their status and stage, so let us, two young people, have a good fight. "
The expression on Daoist Master Wu Xu's face was originally tense, but when he heard Three Rivers Scholar mentioned the two young people, his face suddenly trembled.
Three Rivers Scholar raised his eyebrows and said, "Although I still have a lot of things to say to you, I can't let so many people wait, so let's have a fight first."
With that, he lifted a bamboo tube and sternly said, "Fellow Daoist Wu Xu, please be careful. My name is Three Rivers Scholar, and this is my first river."
With that, he opened the lid of the bamboo tube and poured out a stream of black ink on the ground of the training field.
This bamboo tube seemed small, but its capacity was quite amazing. Soon, the ink flowed into a small river on the ground. Daoist Master Wu Xu watched from a distance. Although his face didn't move, the lantern in his hand was stabilized and no longer swayed.
The opponent was a Daoist Master of Deity Stage. Even if he forcibly suppressed it to King Pill Stage, it was still an insurmountable peak. This seemingly ordinary action must contain some kind of murderous intention.
At the same time, the people outside the training field were also paying attention to the means of Three Rivers Scholar. This Daoist Master of Deity Stage had always been known for his strangeness. As the master of Ten Thousand Books Building, there was almost no record of him making a move. Therefore, very few people knew his cards. Fortunately, it seemed that they could finally get a glimpse of it.
The ink in the bamboo tube was still flowing, far beyond its capacity. However, the technique of storing a mountain in a mustard seed had long been popularized. Since this bamboo tube was the spiritual treasure of Three Rivers Scholar, it was not unusual for it to have this function. It was just that, the ink had been flowing for a long time, yet there was no other function, which was really confusing.
After pouring the ink for a while, Three Rivers Scholar also felt strange. "Fellow Daoist Wu Xu, aren't you going to stop me? If this goes on, I will feel that I have an unfair advantage. I heard that in the past, you were like the wind and thunder, so how could you be so cautious now? You've become lethargic. "
Other words were fine, but this lethargic sentence immediately angered Wu Xu. He immediately shook the lantern, and thousands of ghosts flew out from it. The temperature in the training field plummeted, and the ground was covered with frost.
Soon, even the sky became gloomy, and then dark. People talked about it one after another. Unexpectedly, Wu Xu's lantern actually contained such a powerful malicious spirit, which could cover the sky and make the sky change color.
It was just that, Wu Xu was stunned. Because although he had summoned the strongest ghost, he hadn't had the time to arrange the big black sky that could let the ghost display its strongest strength. This covering the sky and the sun was really not his doing.
The next moment, Wu Xu's Jade Mansion's King Pill violently trembled, and his instinct drove him to look up.
A dark waterfall fell from the sky, like a celestial river spilling down to the earth, soaking everything. When the thousands of ghosts in the air were stained by the ink, they immediately screamed and melted, mixed with the ink, and turned into a mass of black.
Wu Xu himself reacted in time and propped up the same darkness with the lantern, hiding himself in the black rainstorm and barely supporting himself.
Three Rivers Scholar really deserved his reputation. This long river of ink, under the King Pill's boundary, already had such power! It was almost comparable to the might of Qionghua Fairy's Kill Immortal Sword!
No wonder he said that the victory was unfair. If he had taken advantage of the start of the battle to attack with all his strength, not letting him open the bamboo tube, it could be assumed that this long river of ink would not suddenly have such a strong power...
Was it really because of his old age that his character had become slow and cowardly? Could the invincible style of his youth never come back?
Thinking of this, the lantern in Daoist Master Wu Xu's hand swayed again, and then he clearly felt that the surrounding space had become a bit narrower, teetering under the erosion of the long river of ink.
King Pill's battle against a Deity Stage cultivator seemed to be too difficult. Perhaps if the most elite cultivators like Wang Lu and Qionghua went all out, they would have some chance of winning, but he...
After all, he was no longer young.
However, at this time, Daoist Master Wu Xu, who was in the dark, suddenly heard a song.
It was an impassioned, blood-boiling song. That song was very mysterious. Although he was listening to it, an image could not help but appear in front of his eyes.
This was the resonance of the five senses, stirring people's hearts with sound and projecting information on the other four senses!
Before Wu Xu's eyes, the girls who danced in the lava and flame before the battle once again unfolded their dance. They danced around the Martial Arts Practice Field and sang loudly. In the midst of their singing, they were cheering for themselves!
Wu Xu froze for a moment and then shook his head.
At this time, what was the use of cheering for him? The gap in strength was so big that it was not something that could be reversed by individual will.
However, after a while, Wu Xu's eyes gradually blurred, completely immersed in the figures of the girls. The singing continued to penetrate, like a clear spring, into his already dried up jade mansion.
A moment later, an inexplicable force began to rise. Wu Xu was surprised to find that the strength that he thought he could never recover had actually begun to slowly recover.
Was it because of the singing of those girls? Was it because of their flawless dance? Or was it because of their sexy and enchanting body? Or … it was just their vague expectant eyes, which made him return to that high-spirited and youthful time.
In a trance, he returned to the past, where his cherished partner was by his side. At that time, they were young and full of passion, sticking together all the time, exchanging each other's feelings in the most intimate way.
The sky, the earth, everywhere was their battlefield. When he was young, Daoist Master Wu Xu indulged in debauchery and left his own traces in many places. But now, as the song gradually reached its climax, he seemed to be young again!
In his lower abdomen, a powerful flame was burning! The heat soon spread to every part of his body, moistening the withered, stretching the withered, and giving birth to endless power.
"Hahahaha! Girls, thank you for your performance. Now, just watch me! "
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