In Jing Yixiang's eyes, it was a humanoid object that was thrown in front of him, dressed in shabby clothes and stained with blood, which made him unsure of the situation for a moment.
The monk's nose was very good, so he could smell the faint smell of sea water coming from the other party. Looking at the blood stains on her body, Jing Yixiang, who was slightly obsessed with germs, couldn't help but take half a step back.
Zhao Yisu stood firm on the side of the ring, bowed to him first, and said, "Zhao Yisu, I'm in Fuxi Mountain. I just came back from the demon-slaying mission in the North Sea. I missed the time and was in a hurry. I'm so embarrassed. Please forgive me... …”
After saying that, she raised her head and smiled politely at him.
Just like that, when he raised his head, those shining eyes crashed into Jing Yixiang's eyes.
The next thing he saw clearly was the white face, with a little blood stain on it, and broken hair falling on the corners of her lips. It was because of this sense of fragmentation that it highlighted her unique temperament.
Jing Yixiang felt that his heart had been hit hard.
He stared stupidly at the female cultivator in front of him, and it took him a moment to remember to return the favor: "I'm from Yanshui Sect, Jingyi Township."
At the same time, the brothers and sisters of the Yanshui Sect in the audience were heartbroken when they saw this situation - our affectionate senior brother has made his old habit again!
Zhao Yisu: "Yanshui Sect? I am very ignorant. I am participating in the Tianxing Competition today to make more friends. Could you please introduce me to me, fellow Taoist?"
Jing Yixiang secretly thought that this Zhao Yisu was not as hot-tempered as the rumors. She was a gentle female cultivator with a smile like spring breeze and a voice like silver beads falling on a plate!
How did he know that Zhao Yisu was trying to talk as much as possible to delay time.
The spiritual energy in Yanyun Continent is richer than that in Beihai. Her breathing method allows her to inhale a lot of spiritual energy in one breath. Unfortunately, the spiritual sea cannot be stored at all. From the time when the spiritual power enters the body to when the spiritual sea disappears, it only takes a blink of an eye, which means that she must be extremely fast in her moves.
Moreover, this amount of spiritual power is too little. Even if it supports her to fly on the wind, it will not be enough to support her to use any spiritual power techniques.
In just two sentences of dialogue, Zhao Yisu had already thought of a combat strategy in the dilemma of inevitable defeat...
Jing Yixiang in front of him was still talking eloquently: "Our Yanshui Sect is a small sect. It is unusual for fellow Taoists to have never heard of it. Our sect is located in Yongjia Town on the edge of the southern continent. It lives by water, so most of us are A monk with water attributes."
Zhao Yisu smiled and said: "Yongjia Town should be the territory of Bodhi Temple, right? I heard that many people there admire Buddhism and Confucianism. No wonder I always feel that the Taoist friends are very gentlemanly."
These words scratched the itch of Jing Yixiang, and he said: "Fellow Taoist, thank you for your praise. A gentleman is a gentleman without tools, and he lives in harmony with the world. As the senior brother of Yanshui Sect, I naturally have to set a good example for my junior brothers and sisters. …”
Zhao Yisu listened patiently to what he said. He calmly took out a blank piece of talisman paper in his hand and began to secretly draw talismans under his sleeve.
What she drew was a fourth-grade attack talisman, which she had just figured out in Beihai. It is extremely difficult to draw the fourth-grade talisman paper well. Zhao Yisu can actually draw blindly on the sleeves and chat with others, which shows her understanding of the talisman patterns.
Drawing a talisman requires spiritual power, and the spiritual power Zhao Yisu breathed in was only enough for her to draw just one rune pattern in an instant. She had to interrupt after drawing the rune pattern because her spiritual power could not be supplied. After she takes a breath, she will continue to paint the second stroke. This kind of painting method where the spiritual power is interrupted is a taboo in talisman magic, but there is no other way.
Everyone was watching the other arenas where they were fighting in a flashy manner, but the two people here were standing on the stage chatting. They couldn't help but urge: "Hey! Do you want to fight? If not, hurry up and draw lots later. People are still queuing up!”
Only then did Jing Yixiang come back to his senses from the refreshing conversation: "It's all my fault. I didn't expect to meet a fellow Taoist with similar temperament on my first day on stage, and I actually lost track of time. Fellow Taoist Zhao, please do something."
Zhao Yisu stood still and smiled gracefully: "No, no, no, you'd better invite me first."
Jing Yixiang melted into her smile and kept evading: "No, no, you are a woman..."
Zhao Yisu interrupted him: "Hey? What you said, fellow Taoist Jing, is wrong. We have already embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, so what is the point of talking about men and women? Let's have a friendly discussion. I'm just more used to defense and don't want to make the first move."
Jing Yixiang: "If that's the case, then I'll ask fellow Taoist friends for more advice."
He raised his palm slightly, and the rich spiritual power gathered in his palm. Realizing that Zhao Yisu was watching him seriously, Jing Yixiang deliberately waved the water spirit power in his hand to create beautiful ripples, which reflected colorful colors under the sunlight, causing the female cultivators in the audience to stretch their necks and cheer.
At this time, Jing Yixiang cast a look, and Zhao Yisu was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what the other person meant, so he had to laugh.
It would be better if she didn't smile. When she smiled, Jing Yixiang suddenly became elated. The water curtain in his hand changed again, forming an interlocking shape.
This is a mutual understanding, but it's a pity that Zhao Yisu doesn't recognize it.
She only knew that Jing Yixiang could use the water spirit power to perfection, which was much better than the two moves she had seen Dai Tao do!
A fifth-grade monk should not be underestimated.
As for the brothers and sisters of Yanshui Sect below the stage, they were so ashamed that they wanted to dig a crack in the ground and crawl in!
You are here to fight, not to perform courtship! Help, who can drag the senior brother away! !
Jing Yixiang had done enough tricks, and finally he was willing to merge his water spiritual power into a wall and hit his opponent.
Zhao Yisu was frozen in place, motionless.
It's not that she doesn't want to move, it's that she just finished drawing a rune and her spiritual power is gone!
She took a deep breath. If the water curtain in front of her hit her without spiritual protection, she would definitely be dead or injured. Fortunately, her spiritual consciousness could still be used. Divine consciousness is a kind of spiritual power and does not need to be used. Relying on a lot of spiritual support.
Zhao Yisu's scattered consciousness could keenly capture all the moves of her opponent on this arena, so the seemingly oppressive water curtain was like a slow motion in her eyes, slowly approaching her eyes.
Zhao Yisu took a deep breath, turned his feet slightly before the wall of water hit him, and disappeared from the spot!
Appearing again, it was beside Jing Yixiang. The full moon knife she held in her hand gently scratched Jing Yixiang's cuffs, cutting a small slit in his clothes.
Then after another breath, she stepped on the Wind and returned to her original position.
This move was so fast that a person with a low level of cultivation could not even see how Zhao Yisu acted. He only knew that Jing Yixiang's first move failed and his sleeve was cut open by Zhao Yisu.
Jing Yixiang was a person who was immersed in the scene. When he sensed Zhao Yisu coming to his side, it was too slow. His sleeve was cut and Zhao Yisu returned to his original position, leaving him no time to react.
What speed is this? What kind of consciousness is this?
Sure enough, Zhao Yisu is not only beautiful, but also a powerful monk, and even more... heartwarming!
Jing Yixiang raised his arm and looked at the break in his sleeve, secretly thinking that he had been injured because Zhao Yisu had used spiritual power on the knife just now. Why is this man showing mercy? Is it to show the martial arts style in the ring?
Or... in response to his agreement just now?
Opposite him, Zhao Yisu stood with his hands behind his back, looking slim and graceful, with a very relaxed expression on his face.
No one knew that she was busy drawing the fifth rune pattern on her sleeves, and no one knew how annoyed she was in her heart - if she had enough spiritual power just now, she could have eliminated her opponent with one move!
Now I can only use the Full Moon Sword as a cold weapon. I only cut half of his sleeve. In front of so many viewers, I won't be laughed at, right...?
His inner activities were enriching, and then he noticed a familiar figure beside the ring.
It's Jiang Yunchen.
I don’t know when he ended the fight. He was standing next to the ring with his mouth slightly pursed, looking unhappy.
Zhao Yisu caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye and became even more worried.
Now I'm going to be embarrassed and thrown into grandma's house! I will definitely leave Jiang Yunchen with enough material to make him laugh for three years, my God!
