"I appreciate Fellow Daoist's kindness." Jing Yixiang put down his ripped sleeves and said, "But since this is a competition in the ring, Fellow Daoist, please don't be overly modest and feel free to take action."
Zhao Yisu couldn't figure out what the good intentions were? When did she show him kindness? She has obviously tried her best!
Jing Yixiang raised his hand again, and another water spiritual force appeared in his palm. This time it was not a water curtain, but a solid water ball. The spiritual power contained in the water polo was so rich that Zhao Yisu's consciousness faintly issued a warning.
"Fellow Taoist, this move is the best move of our Yanshui sect. It's called Tianbei. I hope you'll handle it carefully." Jing Yixiang didn't forget to greet her before making the move to show his gentlemanly style.
Zhao Yisu smiled and couldn't help but speed up the drawing of the talisman in his hand. There were only the last two strokes left and he had to finish them quickly.
Jing Yixiang saw that he had reminded him in place, but Zhao Yisu was still standing at the end of the ring, showing no sign of accepting the move, and said: "The sorrow of the sky can turn water into rain, and it will be hurt if it touches it. If you don't mention the spirit of control, fellow Taoist I'm afraid it will be seriously injured."
After hearing this, the junior brothers and sisters of the Yanshui Sect in the audience wanted to take off their shoes and throw them on the stage, so as to silence the mouth of their unpromising senior brother who lost his soul after seeing a beautiful woman!
Help, who would tell others about the changes in their own moves before launching them, and also teach others how to deal with them? This is fighting in the ring, not falling in love!
Here, Zhao Yisu finally finished drawing the last rune pattern on his sleeve, and he breathed a sigh of relief, so his smile became even brighter.
Seeing that she was just smiling, Jing Yixiang had no intention of dodging or forming a spiritual barrier, so he could only sigh secretly: "Be careful!" and hit the water polo out.
Zhao Yisu fully opened his consciousness and saw that the water ball turned into raindrops in the air. Every raindrop contained fierce murderous intent. He held his breath and concentrated on it, treating it seriously.
The wind-walking feet under her feet started to move again, and with her perfect shadow footwork, she managed to find a gap in the dense raindrops and ducked sideways through the raindrops! The spiritual power on the raindrops spread in the air, wiping a small bloody cut on the tip of her nose.
The speed of walking on the wind was too fast, and her spiritual power was exhausted halfway through, and she ran into the barrier of the ring out of control.
He would lose even if he fell off the ring, so when Zhao Yisu touched the edge of the barrier, he simply clung to the edge of the ring with both hands, waiting for his next breath and absorbing the spiritual power before deftly turning over to the stage.
According to Zhao Yisu's true combat power, would she notice this little rain? As soon as the ground fire breaks out, it will directly bake all the raindrops into steam. Why do you need to hide in such embarrassment? Not only did he almost fall off the stage, but his face was stained.
She felt the tip of her nose was cold and tingling, and when she touched it lightly, there was a blood stain on her fingertip.
Things were different in the eyes of Jing Yixiang - Zhao Yisu didn't even have a defensive barrier just now, and just relied on footwork to get out of his rain formation? ! !
This is the Tianbei Rain Formation! The air was full of raindrops, and even he couldn't see clearly where there were any gaps in the dense raindrops. But Zhao Yisu not only could see clearly, but he was also able to walk out easily, only at the cost of breaking his skin!
What kind of consciousness is this? What speed is this? ? !
Jing Yixiang stared and praised: "What kind of fighting method is this, Fellow Daoist Zhao? I have never seen it before."
Zhao Yisu grinned: "It's not a fighting method, but I'm curious about seeing monks with water spiritual power, so I wanted to take a closer look." He made a fuss without any psychological burden, and spoke so hard that the person died and turned into ashes, with his skull on his head. There is still a mouth left.
"I heard that my fellow Taoist has made great achievements in traveling all over the country, but there are few monks with water spiritual power? Then today my fellow Taoist is here, let's see this trick!" Jing Yixiang performed even harder. On it: "Singing to wine, what a life! It's like morning dew, how bitter it is in the past!"
After reciting it, the Dharma Seal flew high into the sky and turned into countless tiny drops of dew, shining brilliantly under the sunlight. This water mist is fixed in the sky, and is constantly changing under the control of Jing Yixiang. One moment it gathers into a bird, flapping its transparent wings and flies up and down; the next moment it turns into a fish, shaking its head and tail in the air...
Most of the spectators in the audience applauded, praising him for using his tricks beautifully!
Half of them were yelling and scolding, asking him why he was doing all these arrogances, why didn't he get beaten? The only person who has been serious about taking action until now is two moves, and the neighbor has finished fighting with two hundred moves!
Most of the people yelling and scolding were junior brothers and sisters from the Yanshui Sect. One of the men's feet had almost reached the ring, and his expression was excited and violent: "Don't stop me! I have to pull the senior brother down. , shameful and conspicuous!”
Several junior sisters behind him were dragging him tightly: "Second Senior Brother, please calm down!! This is the virtue of Senior Senior Brother. This is not the first time we have met..."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Zhao Yisu was dumbfounded. He didn't understand what kind of fighting method Jing Yixiang was following. How could he finish a four-sentence poem with so much preparation work? During the actual fight, he was caught before finishing two words. Is it overturned? At the same time, the hand in the sleeve is working hard to draw the second talisman.
While Zhao Yisu was dumbfounded, Jing Yixiang performed even harder: "Qing Qing Zijin, my heart is full of love, but for the sake of you, I still ponder it."
The water mist in the sky condenses together and turns into a water drop again. The water drop is half transparent and half blue. The two colors circulate and intersect in it, creating a harmonious beauty of yin and yang.
This is an obvious hint of courtship.
Of course Zhao Yisu still didn't understand. Mainly because she didn't think about it that way - also, which lunatic would court a mate in the Tianxing Competition? ?
Seeing that the water ball was about to fall in front of her, she activated the wind under her feet again, and the person quickly appeared behind Jing Yixiang. The Full Moon Sword in his hand was raised and aimed at Jing Yixiang's back!
Jing Yixiang reacted quickly and easily avoided this move by turning sideways.
Zhao Yisu pierced the air with his knife and threw the scimitar away! The Full Moon Knife spun in the air, brushed half of Jing Yixiang's hair, and returned to Zhao Yisu's hand.
Jing Yixiang's next counterattack was already in front of him. Zhao Yisu had no time to dodge and simply fell off the ring!
The spectators couldn't help but gasped as they saw her swinging her hands outside the ring, then flipping back again.
When she stood on the ring again, the spiritual power of Jing Yixiang's counterattack had already fallen to the ground.
