Under the pergola, Ji Pingan raised his eyes and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the chair, thinking that it was almost done.
On the ring, Yu Yu pointed out, and the earth that was originally roiling like mud suddenly turned into steel.
"Peng!"
The naive girl Luo Huaizhu hit her head on the steel ground. She was stunned for a moment, and her protective spirit trembled violently.
However, she quickly realized that she no longer controlled the earth, but ran forward with a square-shaped painted halberd.
"Chi chi chi..."
The tip of the euphorbia rubbed against the ground, pulling out a string of dazzling sparks that reached below Yu Yu in the blink of an eye.
Luo Huaizhu's anger sank into his dantian, his knees bent and bounced, and he rose up from the ground, stabbing the saint with the big halberd.
"clang!"
Yu Yu's face was solemn and he raised his right wrist.
The red sword rope tied to the wrist was thrown away. Each section of the sword rope was as soft as a steel whip and as thin as a cicada's wing. After being infused with spiritual essence, it became as hard as steel.
The two weapons collided, and white air waves centered on it and spread in all directions in a ring shape.
However, compared to Luo Huaizhu, who is skilled in martial arts, Yu Yu is obviously a crispy mage, and his whole body breaks through the storm.
At the same time, the ground under their feet returned to its original appearance, and the effectiveness of the spell ended.
Luo Huaizhu regained her home court advantage, and the soil beneath her feet rose up, lifting her up to pursue the latter.
"Hmph!" Yu Yu wrinkled his nose and suddenly reached into his pocket with his little hand, grabbed a handful of copper beans and dropped them.
The yellow copper beans fell like a downpour and turned into a soldier holding a sharp blade. He rushed towards Luohuaizhu with a killing cry.
"Throwing beans makes an army?" Many powerful and wealthy people in the stands exclaimed.
I am quite familiar with this technique which is often seen in story books.
"Fancy." The martial arts warriors said sourly, with some envy: Among the many cultivation systems, martial arts are the most simple.
Even the swordsmen of Huaiyuan have great righteousness at their disposal.
As for being fancy, Taoism does its part.
Luo Huaizhu pursed his lips, held the big halberd high in his hand, and slashed down boldly.
In an instant, the soil under her feet was like real sea water, setting off huge earth-yellow waves for her. It was more like a layer of "earth" being lifted up by the girl, giving her a violent shake!
The soldiers standing on the ground immediately fell over and became a mess.
"Don't run!"
Luo Huaizhu was angry. He felt that the other party was acting rogue and would never confront him.
Earthy yellow light spots suddenly appeared around the girl's body, like stars falling slowly.
Suddenly, a curved stone pillar rose up from the ground beneath her feet, lifting her up to the sky, just like Chang'e flying to the moon, and the big halberd fell down.
Yu Yujiao scolded, her black hair fluttering, and she flicked her right hand fiercely. The sword rope suddenly broke and turned into light-colored sword pieces.
It let out a sharp whistle and turned into a metal storm, sweeping towards Dao Chi.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."
Luo Huaizhu had no choice but to use his halberd as a shield to resist the waves of attacks from the flying swords. However, as the Taoist sect's strongest means, Yu Yu's flying swords were astonishingly powerful.
Luo Huaizhu stumbled and fell from the stone pillar.
He supported the ground with his left hand, half-kneeling on his knees, and raised his face to look at the metal storm falling from the sky.
With her as the center, there were green vines rising from the ground within a diameter of one foot, intertwining and closing above her head.
Then pieces of earth and stone gathered together on their own, forming a bowl-shaped "shield".
Withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of flying swords.
Yu Yu took the opportunity to use Taoism again, solidifying the earth into silver-white steel to prevent it from escaping.
For a time, the earthen shield was cut "thin" layer by layer, and the Luohuai bamboo seemed to have become a turtle in an urn.
In the stands.
The slender-faced Chen Daoling's smile widened and he looked at the expressionless Li Guofeng:
"It seems the outcome has been decided."
Everyone present had different expressions, but generally they all felt that the dust was about to settle.
Luo Huaizhu was very strong, but Yu Yu broke away from the surface from the beginning and always took control of the initiative, using high to defeat low, which somewhat took advantage.
Only the Snow Court monk was still looking down intently, then suddenly turned his head, glanced at Ji Pingan next to him, and said with a smile:
"Si Chen doesn't seem worried."
Ji Ping'an said with a smile:
"Why make a judgment in advance when it's not until the end?"
confidence? Or force it? Everyone looked at him curiously.
At this moment, something unexpected happened in the audience, and the steel ground behind Yu Yu was silently cracked with cobweb cracks.
Then, amidst the sound of breaking the ground, a thin figure suddenly emerged, looking up at the opponent above him, and threw the big halberd in his hand fiercely!
"Boom!"
This attack was extremely sudden and had been planned for a long time.
When the spurge came out, it was swept by violent winds and waves. Yu Yu was mostly focused on the front. By the time he noticed the crisis, it was already too late.
Her expression changed, and she wanted to recall the flying sword, but she couldn't do it in time?
He could only cross his arms in a hurry and cast a Taoist defense.
However, the shield only lasted for a breath before it shattered. The person was violently flown out of the ring by the force of the big halberd and hit the edge of the stands.
There was silence.
The golden-armored guard was stunned for a few seconds and shouted loudly:
"Qin Tianjian Luohuaizhu wins!"
…
Under the pergola, the smiles on the faces of Chen Daoling and other Taoists froze.
Li Guofeng laughed loudly and said:
"Concession!"
Cheers also erupted in the direction of Qin Tianjian.
More spectators were amazed and praised the attack just now.
Chen Daoling, who was energetic and expressionless, looked at Li Guofeng:
"Isn't she nicknamed 'Taoist Madness'? She doesn't know how to use her brain?"
The old Taoist priest felt like he had been cheated:
Is this called not using your brain?
At this time, everyone still couldn't see that Luo Huaizhu clearly had the ability to break through the Taoist method of "turning the ground into steel".
But the first time Yu Yu used it, she deliberately pretended that Earth Escape failed and sent out a false signal.
Coupled with his own title of "Taoist", there is a certain stereotype, which led Yu Yu to still choose the same technique when he blocked the ring later.
Only then did he take advantage of his unpreparedness and kill him with one strike.
If you think about it more carefully, isn't the act of being shot down by a flying sword and covering yourself with a mud shield also part of the plan?
Luan Yu curled her lips. This beautiful mature woman remembered the scene when she was performing martial arts, and firmly believed that Luo Huaizhu's innocent appearance was extremely deceptive.
The Snow Court Monk laughed loudly, and with a few words of greeting, he brought the atmosphere back to normal and said:
"It's so unexpected. It seems that no one will guess this round of gambling."
The others remained silent, acquiescing.
The thing about gambling is not the outcome, but the process. Obviously, everyone's predictions are not very accurate.
Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "Master, it's too early to say this."
"oh?"
Suddenly, a group of great monks looked at him and saw Ji Ping'an summoning the officials nearby and taking out the prediction written by himself from the latter's hand.
Pass it to Master Xueting.
This action explains many things.
The old monk was stunned, looked at him deeply, raised his hand to take it, unfolded it carefully, and read it carefully.
He read very slowly, and his face didn't change much in the whole process.
After finishing reading, the old monk took a serious look at Ji Pingan again, with a trace of surprise appearing in his slightly cloudy eyes.
"Grandmaster?"
Luan Yu, who had a cold temperament, called out, looking curious.
"Everyone, please take a look." Xue Ting smiled and handed the piece of paper to Luan Yu.
The female monk lowered her head and read it carefully, then silently handed it to the unconvinced Chen Daoling beside her.
Then they were passed on in turn. After everyone read it, they all looked at the young man opposite with complex eyes.
The writing on the paper is very simple, with only a few strokes, but it clearly describes the entire process of the competition. Except for some differences in some details, they are basically the same.
"How...you did it?"
Chen Daoling's Adam's apple rolled, and the old Taoist priest had a look of disbelief on his face.
In full view of the public, it is impossible to fake, it is a true prediction. Although the other party understands Luo Huaizhu, the competition can change rapidly.
Ji Ping'an thought for a while and said:
"Guess."
Everyone was speechless and had no idea what thoughts were running through their hearts.
Of course they didn't know that not only Luo Huaizhu's tactics were designed by Ji Ping'an, but also the details of his own saint had already been revealed to him.
Of course, Yu Yu is not that stupid.
In past conversations with Ji Pingan, only a little bit of his strength was revealed.
But Ji Ping'an couldn't help but know too much about the Taoist heritage. Combined with her personality, she could always make a close guess.
"So, everything on this table belongs to me?"
Ji Ping'an blinked, pretending to be naive.
Seeing that no one said anything, he waved to Qin Tianjian. After a while, Huang He and Mu Yaoyao trotted over with expectant expressions on their faces.
Ji Ping'an pointed to the magical artifacts and treasures on the table and said:
"Take these back and divide them among you."
"This..." The two of them were stunned and looked at the prisoners without knowing why.
When Xu Xiurong nodded, he became energetic. Regardless of the faces of the group of great monks, he swept the things away and left.
Not long after, surprise cheers came from the Muyuan disciples.
It seems that the biggest winner in this year's gambling battle is Ji Ping'an.
Although Ji Ping'an didn't care much about these bets, there was no reason to refuse what came to his door.
It's just that a group of great monks learned a lesson from the experience and stopped talking about continuing the gambling and fighting.
He just watched the rest of the competition in silence.
But as the winners and losers were determined each time, everyone's expressions changed again.
Especially Gao Mingjing, who was enjoying himself and felt that he had a chance to win.
But what caught him off guard was that the two star officers of Qintian Prison also started to play tactics for some reason.
Although there were some thrills, they all defeated the Mo Lin disciples and obtained promotion places.
The other one also wins.
In this way, Qin Tianjian occupies four seats among the top sixteen.
All four players who broke nine today advanced.
This unexpected result once again caused an uproar.
After all, according to many people's predictions, Qin Tianjian will probably only be able to advance to one level today.
But in a blink of an eye, there were four of them, and they all used tactics to defeat the weak and the strong... combined with the morning's battle report on the Nourishing Qi Realm.
The major sects were shocked when they realized that Qin Tian Jian had become a very threatening force.
Where are you still not aware of the problem?
"What's going on? Why did those three star officials win?"
"Yeah, didn't you play very reluctantly yesterday? You must be so lucky."
"It's not luck, it's tactics! Haven't you noticed that they are very organized today and restrain their opponents in every aspect, which is completely different from yesterday." The discerning monk began to explain.
For a moment, even the jubilant Qintian Supervisor star officials felt dreamy.
Just overnight, why do Luo Huaizhu and the others seem to be completely transformed?
And Xueting and others under the pergola realized even more:
The playing styles of the four players today all have a familiar flavor.
Well...yes, it's quite similar to Ji Ping'an's style of play.
"Li Jianhou has made a great move and I'm waiting for you to learn from him."
The great painter with silver-haired shawl said in a faint tone:
"Unexpectedly, there is such a powerful master hiding in Qin Tian Prison. If Gao Mou is right, these star officials must have been taught by others."
Li Guofeng was in a good mood. He pretended not to see the unkind looks from the others and said with a smile:
"Mr. Gao is overthinking. It's just a normal teaching. How can we talk about 'hiding'?"
Luan Yu snorted, and the beautiful mature woman crossed her arms and said:
"No wonder, the performance of Wu Luo Huaizhu that day changed his style."
She was a little curious, as there was no such person in the Beast Control Sect's information.
It must be said that only Qin Tianjian can correct the serious problem.
But Qi Hongmian once said with certainty that Qin Tianjian was not in the capital, and the perception of a Shenzang monk would not be wrong.
But apart from the other party, who else in Qin Tianjian has this ability?
In doubt, Wang Xian, Lin Qin, and Shi Hao came out of the ring and gathered together, all with smiles on their faces.
Although with their strength, they don't expect to be among the top four.
But being able to occupy a place in the top sixteen is already a rare record for Qintianjian in the past.
At this time, he returned to the stand amid the cheers of other star officials and supervisors.
The three of them searched for something with their eyes. After asking, they looked in surprise towards the direction of the court and the pergola where the monks gathered.
Several people exchanged glances, and suddenly the group of advanced Qi-nourishing realms gathered together and walked towards the pergola together.
This weird scene immediately attracted the attention of many people.
When Li Guofeng saw this, he seemed to understand something, but did not stop him.
Even as a group of people came closer, under the doubtful eyes of the old monk and others, they did not say hello to the prisoners, but all looked at Ji Ping'an, as if they had made an appointment, and bowed and said:
"I told you to teach me, but fortunately I did not disgrace my life!"
The sound is uniform.
This is indeed the result of everyone's discussion, and it is not mixed with other purposes, but just follows the heart.
In order to avoid trouble, few people knew that Ji Pingan served as the teacher of Liangyi Hall during this period.
But now, the Grand Prize Competition is halfway through, and there is no need to cover up.
A group of Tianbang Sichen are all proud and do not want to take credit from others. They take Ji Ping'an's guidance as their own and make others think it is their own ability.
At the same time, they also feel that Ji Pingan's contribution should be announced, and this is the honor it deserves.
Although they had not thought about it... Ji Ping'an actually didn't want it very much. After all, the Imperial Master enjoyed too much of fame and never lacked it.
As a few people finished speaking, a group of big shots under the pergola were startled for a moment, and then realized what had happened.
Some DPRK and Chinese officials sitting nearby couldn't help but look askance.
Teaching? Ji Ping'an?
Could it be that……
"Ton!"
I don't know who swallowed the foam, and it became quiet under the pergola.
Although the people in the stands in the distance could not hear the words clearly, they looked over curiously, not understanding what was happening.
The great painter, who was wearing a loose robe and with long silver-white hair, had an expressionless face. He turned his neck inch by inch and looked at the innocent-looking young man:
"They...call you Jiaoxi?!"
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ps: Not in good condition. I barely finished writing a chapter. I went out to get some fresh air and try to adjust my mood so that I could come out with the second update in the evening. From the time it was put on the shelves, I would update at least 8,000 words every day. I didn’t want to stop today.
This chapter is a bit rough, typos will be corrected first and then
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