The air is like smoke and dust, swimming and floating in a hazy and mysterious way. Under the fluctuation of spiritual power, it becomes blurry and changeable like water ripples.
It is already very difficult to explore the connection between oneself and the spiritual power between heaven and earth, and it is even more difficult to detect the qi that constantly changes with the spiritual power.
Gu Yucheng relied on ancient spiritual power, and after a long period of observation, he finally saw one point clearly, a crucial point.
The Jiang brothers' knives are poisonous! ——This is Gu Yucheng's speculation.
During the long-term observation process, Gu Yucheng has been desperately mobilizing the ancient spiritual power, and the ancient spiritual power has been continuously compressed and refined. The entire ancient spiritual power is like a sword that is about to be smelted into molten iron. No one knows its final shape... …
Until a certain moment, a certain moment, the ancient spirit power was compressed to the extreme. After breaking through a layer of invisible and real restrictions, it began to collapse, shrink, collapse and disperse rapidly. Before Gu Yucheng could react, the ancient spirit power The power completely penetrated into Gu Yucheng's soul and spiritual sea.
Gu Yucheng could feel that his perception was amplified to a terrifying level.
All spiritual power and all Qi expanded and slowed down in front of Gu Yucheng. They are like fish in the deep sea, exposed to the sun, and every hidden scale can be seen carefully.
And that sunshine is ancient spiritual power.
Gu Yucheng could clearly see that the Qi on the Jiang brothers' blades was contaminated with a different kind of Qi, and this Qi was constantly affecting the Qi and spiritual power of Mr. Wu! ——At this time, Gu Yucheng clearly knew that he had mastered another method of using ancient spiritual power.
However, Gu Yucheng had no time to rejoice and quickly turned his attention to the ring.
Whenever the Qi on the blade comes into contact with Mr. Wu, the Qi and spiritual power on Mr. Wu's body will inexplicably stagnate for an instant.
At this moment, it was the process of Qi falling on Mr. Wu and then disappearing.
Just like an extremely small wind passing through the treetops, it will only shake very slightly.
Ordinary people can't see the shaking at all, nor can they see the energy on the blade.
Even Zhang Shouhong failed to notice the energy on the blade because he was too focused on the battle itself.
Gu Yucheng even saw that every time the Jiang brothers' swords cut through Mr. Wu's skin, the tiny and faint Qi would completely penetrate into Mr. Wu's spiritual sea, like drops of ink, gradually filling the entire spiritual sea. Dye black.
Gu Yucheng speculated that this was poison! This is a special kind of poison!
In other words, Gu Yucheng saw through the aura of poison smeared on the blade!
However, before Gu Yucheng could open his mouth, a feeling of dizziness suddenly hit Gu Yucheng's entire spiritual sea and soul.
It turned out that the ancient spiritual power withdrew from Gu Yucheng's body and soul at this moment.
Gu Yucheng could feel that his body had exhausted too much spiritual power and energy in that meticulous state.
Now Gu Yucheng was completely weak and fell down.
Gu Yucheng felt that his body was like a driftwood being carried by the sea water, and he was out of control. Now Gu Yucheng didn't even have the strength to speak.
Gu Yucheng sighed in his heart, "Sure enough... the ancient spiritual power that can detect the battle in the Ningding Realm consumes too much. In just a short period of time, my whole body was hollowed out without me realizing it... ...At this time, let alone the realm of the earth, I am afraid that even a little baby would be stronger than me..."
"Damn it! I'm speechless! There is no spiritual power, no spiritual power..." Gu Yucheng fell to the ground and struggled.
Fortunately, after seeing Gu Yucheng's condition, the disciples on the side quickly squatted down and helped Gu Yucheng up. "I'll go, kid, what's wrong with you? You look so sick - even your spiritual power has been exhausted?!" "
Gu Yucheng moved his lips with difficulty, wanting to say something. However, the disciple couldn't see Zichou Yinmao coming after looking for a long time, so he could only
Reluctantly giving up, he turned his attention back to the battle in the ring.
When Gu Yucheng saw this, he knew that Mr. Wu was probably going to lose. I'm afraid Gongyuhui will win this game...
Gu Yucheng struggled in vain, and finally had no choice but to turn his attention to the ring.
At this time, Mr. Wu has gradually cornered the Chiang brothers and seems to be about to win.
However, Zhang Shouhong saw Mr. Wu's weakness.
At this time, Mr. Wu has gradually lost his offensive strength.
Zhang Shouhong's heart was high, and he only hoped that Mr. Wu could defeat the Jiang brothers before the ventilation method failed. Otherwise, the Beggar Clan would have no chance to turn around.
Mr. Wu also knew Zhang Shouhong's worries, but Mr. Wu himself gradually felt that something was wrong.
Mr. Wu gradually discovered that his aura was becoming chaotic, and his spiritual sea was getting dryer and dryer. However, it shouldn't be, at least the spiritual power of the spiritual sea should not be exhausted so quickly.
Mr. Wu began to breathe heavily, and when his breath became confused, Mr. Wen noticed something was wrong.
But what was wrong? For a moment, Mr. Wen couldn't react either...
Gu Yucheng looked at the no longer embarrassed Jiang brothers and Mr. Wu, who was strong on the outside and strong on the inside, and knew that the outcome of this game was decided.
Gong Yuliang, who was equally nervous, couldn't help but be wary of the Jiang brothers after noticing Mr. Wu's decline.
Gong Yuliang knew the poison of the Jiang brothers.
It's just that the Jiang brothers have never told Gong Yuliang everything about poison, so Gong Yuliang is not sure about the duel between the elders.
But now, Gong Yuliang is sure. He also learned about the horror of the Jiang brothers' poison.
Mr. Wu has pushed the Jiang brothers to the edge of the competition, and the disciples of the Beggar Clan have already started cheering in advance.
However, the next moment, the Jiang brothers stepped forward and fought back.
It can be seen that the Jiang brothers actually spent a lot of money, and their movements became slightly messy.
However, Mr. Wu's defense was even worse, like a drunken dog walking on the coastline, as if he would lose consciousness and fall into the sea the next moment.
Mr. Wen opened his eyes, cut off the ventilation method, and looked at Mr. Wu. He frowned and couldn't understand why Mr. Wu was so clumsy - he didn't look like a mentally exhausted person at all, but rather like a drunk person. No, It's more like having strength but not being able to use it.
At this time, Mr. Wu didn't understand, what happened to him?
The Jiang brothers know everything.
The poison on the blade was obtained by our ancestors from the hands of overseas ghosts and Japanese. The biggest characteristic of this poison is that it acts quickly, but it disperses quickly.
Specially used to win duels.
Even if ordinary people realize that something is wrong, by the time they are defeated, most of the poison in their bodies will have dissipated, and naturally it will be impossible to find any problems.
This is the insidiousness of this poison. It is more sinister than murderous poison. Not only must you seize the fruits of victory, but you must also keep your reputation and create an upright and aboveboard society.
In fact, it is hypocritical benevolence and righteousness.
This kind of poison is called "Miyamu poison" among Japanese ghosts - it is said that it was promoted by a general named Oda Roku there.
The Jiang brothers are now taking advantage of Mr. Wu's poison from the palace and are pressing forward step by step.
When Mr. Wen saw this, he had no choice but to take action and save Mr. Wu.
Mr. Wu's body suddenly shrank and returned to its original size. It was obvious that he could no longer hold on.
However, the Jiang brothers did not rest and continued to press forward.
While leading Mr. Wu to retreat, Mr. Wen felt Mr. Wu's condition, felt his own weak body, and looked helplessly at Zhang Shouhong.
Seeing this, Zhang Shouhong nodded and stood up to admit defeat.
But Mr. Wen was the first to say, "In this competition, I and I lost." - After giving in, Mr. Wen also asked him to come.
As soon as Mr. Wen said this, the whole place was in an uproar.
The Jiang brothers breathed a sigh of relief.
If Mr. Wen and Wu do not admit defeat and want to fight desperately, the Jiang brothers will be in a bit of a dilemma.
Amid the commotion in the audience, Mr. Wenwu helped Mr. Wu walk off the stage.
At this time, Zhang Shouhong was also panicking.
Mr. Wenwu's failure was too sudden.
Although the Jiang brothers were in a sorry state, they obviously still had some strength left, which was quite different from what Zhang Shouhong thought.
Even if Mr. Wenwu was slightly inferior, he shouldn't have lost so quickly.
Taking advantage of Zhang Shouhong's panic and the commotion in the Beggar Clan, Toyotomi Shou immediately cleared his throat and yelled, "Quiet! Quiet! - This competition is the victory of the Gongyuhui, and one point will be recorded."
The whole Beggar Clan is a bit depressed.
The disciple who was supporting Gu Yucheng shook Gu Yucheng and murmured, "Impossible...impossible, Mr. Wu...Mr. Wu, you are losing too quickly!"
Gongyuhui looked at the chaos of the Beggar Clan and shouted directly at Zhang Shouhong, "Elder Shouhong, as a martial artist, our Gongyuhui has a narrow victory! A narrow victory!"
The entire Gongyu Club burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Zhang Shouhong looked at Gong Yuliang's proud face, and his expression darkened.
Gong Yuliang's words were completely sarcastic.
The beggar gang's momentum became even more decadent. After all, it is even more shameful to lose face at one’s own doorstep.
At this time, Gu Yucheng finally had some strength and struggled to pull on the disciple who was supporting him.
The disciple lost his mind and had no reaction at all.
Seeing this, Gu Yucheng could only wait.
Gong Yuliang slowly came to Zhang Shouhong, pretended to be sorry, and lamented falsely, "Oh, this is such a pity.
Martial arts is martial arts, and the Gongyuhui who practices martial arts is really slightly better than the Beggar Clan in every aspect. Oh, a narrow victory! A narrow victory! ——Originally, I wanted to compete with Elder Shou Hong, but I didn’t expect that I would win like this. "
Gong Yuliang looked at Zhang Shouhong, "I'm still a little bit unresponsive!"
Zhang Shouhong refused to look at Gong Yuliang's face. He was afraid that he could not help but push Gong Yuliang to the ground and drag him into the toilet and drown him.
Zhang Shouhong didn't understand why what was supposed to be an indiscernible battle turned into such a sudden collapse of defeat.
Moreover, the Chiang brothers’ playing style seems very strange now.
The weakness of the ventilation method lies in Mr. Wen. The Jiang brothers did not choose to break through Mr. Wu to attack Mr. Wen, but instead fought hard with Mr. Wu. It was too reckless.
But he still won? ——How can the Jiang brothers guarantee that they can handle it?
Zhang Shouhong couldn't figure it out.
Toyotomi Shou didn't give Zhang Shouhong a chance to think it over. He stepped forward and shouted, "In that case, let's proceed to the second competition, a competition between disciples!"
Gong Yuliang looked at the slightly frustrated disciples of the Beggar Clan and encouraged him, "Don't be sad, everyone. Maybe we can still win!"
Zhang Shouhong suppressed his nausea and looked at Gong Yuliang's face full of pride.
Unexpectedly, Gong Yuliang actually shouted: "Let's do it! The competition between disciples does not require a win out of three games. We will only send one genius disciple, and your three disciples will come up in turn. Whoever can defeat my father-in-law will win." The talented young man from Jade Club, then it will be considered a victory!—You think that’s okay, Elder Shou Hong?”
Before Zhang Shouhong could speak, the entire Beggar Clan became furious.
You know, this is equivalent to the young men of Gongyuhui fighting three games in a row without taking a break.
It's too arrogant!
