Snapped--
A solid flagpole hit Cao Lin right in the face.
Uncle Mo waved the red flag several times, stood there and looked at Cao Lin, who had not recovered from the beating.
Although he didn't say anything, anyone who saw the contempt for the eagle eyes would feel uncomfortable.
It seems to be saying:
"Boy, are you still flying?"
Since it was a fight for fame, a proper fight was normal, but this fierce attack really embarrassed the immortal creatures.
Seeing that Cao Lin no longer wanted to fight for anything, Uncle Mo walked steadily back to his camp with the flag in hand.
He Wei promptly resolved the situation and said:
"It seems that there was a strong smell of gunpowder between the two parties in this Taoist meeting. In the end, the old one was the hotter one. Mr. Mo Luobai was more experienced and took the lead to grab the red flag.
Then in the next ten minutes, ask the Immortal Creatures to send out their first Qi Refiner to fight, and in the next two minutes, ask Sihai Trading to send out the challengers for this round. "
Seeing Uncle Mo grab the flag, while waiting for the immortal creatures to send out the first round of Qi Refiners, the audience started talking among themselves.
"Okay, it seems that Sihai's business background is not bad, and everyone is so strong in grabbing the spotlight."
"It's too early to say this. Compared with the Qi Refiner's background, how can any group be able to match the Immortal Creatures?"
Nangong Wang, who was in the audience with a gray beard, lowered his sunhat and sighed softly:
"Oh, Lao Mo has been taking care of Xiaofeng all these years. It's really hard on him."
Nangong Qianxing on the side complained:
"I wish I could be taken care of by Uncle Mo since I was a child. At least Uncle Mo won't play any scary tricks like fake death."
"If you keep talking nonsense, just sit across from me. Seeing how useless your elder brother is, I want to go up and kill him. In such a serious occasion as the Taoist Conference, you actually hugged a woman to watch the game!"
Nangong Qianxing comforted him and said:
"Okay, you'd better keep a low profile. If Xiaofeng sees that you are still alive, he will probably rush over with a knife.
Besides, today's games are not that serious to onlookers. Look over there, there are two people, one black and one white, who seem to be hugging each other. "
"Huh, the world is getting worse."
Kong Decheng was very calm about losing the right to backhand in the first game, because he knew very well that Mo Luobai had the ability to become a Qi practitioner, and he must be afraid of his side's understanding of him, so he was only responsible for grabbing the red.
It doesn't matter if you suffer a little loss in the first game, because most of the qi refiners you invited are foreign aid, and Sihai Trading can't understand much about them even if they want to.
Thinking of Kong Decheng, he turned around and said:
"Everyone should have been ready yesterday. Who is going to play the first game?"
Flower Burialist Hua Qianshu and Sanqian Temple Yu Hang looked at a middle-aged man in the first row who was covered in tattoos. Hua Qianshu suggested:
"Mr. Kong, it's best for the Immortal Creature's own Qi Refiners to take action in the first battle. Otherwise, it won't look good on you if you send in outsiders. I think Brother Wu Gaofeng can take on this role."
It sounds like Hua Qianshu didn't want to be the first to bite the crab. It was naturally the safest way to wait and see the strength of both sides. Kong Decheng was indeed confident enough in Wu Gaofeng's abilities.
"Gaofeng, is it okay?"
The middle-aged man with tattoos stood up and threw off his robe, revealing his solid muscles covered with tattoos. His hoarse voice was quite domineering:
"How can the Qi Refiners of the Four Seas Trading Company be worthy of their reputation? Everyone, sit still and I will go and win my first victory."
After saying that, he stood up and jumped off the high platform.
boom--
With a dull loud noise, Wu Gaofeng fell into the field, and the grass and soil beneath his feet splashed several meters high.
There is no need to look at the face in detail, just the full tattoos and strong body are already very recognizable.
Under the exclamation of the audience, He Wei introduced:
"The first person sent by Immortal Creatures is Wu Gaofeng. I think everyone should be familiar with this great master. He is nicknamed 'Shan Waishan'. He is the chief instructor of the Qi Refiner Department of Immortal Creatures. He has a strong and powerful Qi. .
He once killed three master-level Qi masters who challenged immortal creatures with one person. This is also the first time we have seen this in an external competition. I don’t know how Sihai Trading will respond. "
Yu Ye looked at the survey data downloaded in advance and introduced:
"This kind of strong man is probably equipped with some S-level artificial skin, and this competition is not out of bounds. It is indeed very difficult to defeat such a strong man head-on."
Chiye came over and said curiously:
"Is there no attribute introduction?"
Ji Qinglin explained:
"Some Qi refiners do not choose to use various attributes, but maintain the state of Qi Jin itself. This can maximize the use efficiency of Qi Jin. When combined with a horizontal training, it can reach the state of breaking through ten thousand methods with one force."
Chiye said in confusion:
"Master, no matter how much he boasts, isn't he still a body practitioner? Can't we just find a soul practitioner to defeat him?"
"If it were an ordinary Qi practitioner, what you said might be correct, but at this level, the restraint between attributes is no longer so obvious.
But fortunately, it's still the first game. Let's see what the strength of both sides is first. Being able to play shows that the difference in strength is not very big. Now it depends on Qian Feng's choice. It doesn't matter if he loses in the first game, but he must show his momentum. "
Nangong Qianfeng stood up and turned around, looking at the Qi Refiners behind him and said:
"Everyone, we have analyzed Wu Gaofeng's strength in advance. Which senior can take on this role?"
As soon as Nangong Qianfeng finished speaking, Lei Qiong, the old president of Xindong Street, stood up impatiently.
"It's good to have a head-on confrontation. I think I'll do the first one."
Before Lei Qiong could finish speaking, a figure in gray passed him by. In an instant, he was in front of him and stretched out his hand to hold Lei Qiong's shoulders.
"President Lei, thank you all for coming here to help today, but we, Sihai Trading, also have our own dignity and will not rely entirely on everyone. Since they sent people from their own group in the first game, we will naturally not show weakness."
Everyone looked up and saw a thin middle-aged man in a gray robe. His face was clean-shaven and his complexion was slightly pale, but there was no trace of illness in his eyes.
The Taoist robe on his body is very wide and has no patterns. It looks like he is wearing a long gown around him.
Hearing this and seeing the visitor again, Lei Qiong frowned helplessly and sat down, and warned:
"That's it for now, Xiao Zhang, be careful."
Seeing the visitor, Nangong Qianfeng did not hesitate and nodded:
"In that case, please trouble Uncle Zhang."
The white-faced middle-aged man also stepped on the high platform and flew down, but he was not as domineering as Wu Gaofeng. Instead, he swayed down like a piece of paper and landed steadily opposite Wu Gaofeng.
Although Jiang Chen did not directly participate in the discussion of all the Qi refiners in Sihai Trading, Jiang Chen naturally sent a copy of everyone's information to the master.
When he saw the visitor, many people present did not know him. He Wei, who had done a lot of homework in advance, quickly introduced:
"The contestant sent by Sihai Trading is Zhang Daoan, the 'Sick Talisman'. When Sihai Trading was still in charge of the old chairman, Zhang Daoan was the head of the security department of Sihai Trading.
During his tenure, Sihai Trading did not experience any break-ins or attacks.
Later, the old chairman retired, and he took the initiative to retire to the overseas branch of Sihai Trading to relax. Unexpectedly, he came back this time for Sihai Trading.
Each of the two great masters once held important positions in a company, and I believe they both know each other. I don’t know if today they are masters of talisman arts, or if they can defeat ten levels with one strength.
There is no such thing as going out of bounds in the Daoyuan Conference. Death, abstention, or losing consciousness and falling to the ground for more than ten seconds will result in elimination.
The winner can choose to continue to face the next challenger on the court, or he can leave the game with the victory.
Both parties are asked to wait a moment. After the signal light in the center of the stadium lights up, the discussion officially begins. "
Ji Qinglin reminded:
"Study hard. Battles of this level are not seen every day."
Chi Ye complained:
"That's because there are still very few people who can kill with one strike like Master."
Everyone also turned their attention to the field. Wu Gaofeng moved his arms and said:
"I never thought we'd meet again. Wouldn't it be better to live a retired life honestly? Why would you come back and die?"
Trash talking is an important part of any competitive event, and the Taoist Conference is no exception.
So Zhang Daoan said not to be outdone:
"We haven't seen each other for a few years. There are more nonsense words in his mouth than hairtail tattoos on his body."
Di——
As the red light came on, Wu Gaofeng raised his hand and punched the ground, and gravel shot out like raindrops.
Swish swish—dang—
Zhang Daoan quickly waved the two fingers of his right hand in front of him, a talisman flashed past, and the wall of energy blocked all attacks.
At the same time, Wu Gaofeng had already reached behind the wall, and he flew and punched without any pause. The air wall shattered in response, carrying the earth and rocks in the air and spinning away, as if a huge drilling machine was piercing down.
Seeing that the power was unbearable, Zhang Daoan did not fight with him head-on. He lowered his head and smashed the talisman at his feet. His whole body fell down quickly as if he had stepped into water.
boom--
The condensed stones were like a punch hitting the water, leaving a big crater and blowing away the gravel and sand again.
However, there was no figure of Zhang Daoan below.
Ji Qinglin, who was watching the battle carefully, whispered to ensure that the two little guys were not distracted:
"Let's make a bet. Who do you favor in this battle? If you lose the bet, you can replenish your soul. If you win the bet, you can fulfill a requirement."
Hearing the master's words, Yu Ye and Chi Ye's originally nervous hearts relaxed a little.
Chiye frowned and said:
"Although it's not appropriate to say this, my disciple feels that if he can defeat ten battles with one force, it is unlikely that Fu Lu will win. You see, there is no way he can break through that tattooed man's defense."
Yuye shook his head and said:
"I don't think so. That Uncle Zhang didn't panic at all when faced with such a huge force. I think he may have a plan to deal with it. Master, what do you think?"
Ji Qinglin shrugged and said:
"I don't gamble as a teacher. Just the two of you gamble. Win or lose according to the rules. One will replenish his soul, and one will make demands for the other."
"."
"Okay, let's watch the game carefully. One thing you have to pay attention to is that the most dangerous thing about a talisman user is not having a variety of talismans, but that you don't know where he used the talismans."
Just as he was talking, Zhang Daoan jumped out of the ground and flew up. When Wu Gaofeng saw this, he just stepped on the ground and flew up like a missile.
However, the body was only halfway through the flight when the thunder energy bursting from the surrounding ground surrounded it again. Zhang Daoan jumped into the sky and almost without pausing, a thunder talisman was attached to his feet.
He spun in the air and kicked down, and a bolt of lightning landed on Wu Gaofeng in the direction of the kick.
Click——bang——
Wu Gaofeng's whole body then hit the ground hard, causing a wave of air.
Upon seeing this, Ji Qinglin took his mobile phone and sent a text message to Xie Ling:
"You can start now."
Thank you for your reading and support! (Ji Qinglin: Is there anyone really prepared to decide the outcome on the playing field?)
(End of chapter)
