The third senior brother and He Luan were fighting inextricably, and the second senior sister and Hayato were also fighting fiercely.
A Grandmaster is a Grandmaster, and the strength of a first-grade expert cannot be compared to that of a second-grade expert.
The second senior sister who was at the peak of the second level was defeated in less than fifty rounds.
Although Priest Qinglian and the senior sister arrived in time for reinforcements, they were still not sure of victory against the monster Hayato.
"The mountain chief knows things well. He must have anticipated the situation here. He cannot be completely unprepared."
After a series of battles and trials, Priest Qinglian now knew that the strength of the three of them alone could only hold Hayato back for a while, but they could never repel the opponent.
Since the mountain chief sent the first and second disciples of the academy to Ningzhou, he must have expected that the Japanese master would come.
Then the mountain chief must have a backup plan, and he would never let the academy disciples be bullied. .
That's the head of the mountain.
In the mountain chief's own words, only academy people can bully others, and there is no reason for outsiders to bully academy disciples.
"The mountain chief didn't explain anything."
Senior sister Xiao Ning shook her head and said.
"Perhaps the mountain chief has his own arrangements."
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Qinglian Taoist Master Wu Quanyi was choked, and he really felt lonely.
That’s all.
He believed that the mountain chief would not fight an unprepared battle, and must have been fully prepared.
Then they can just let nature take its course and fight. As long as they don't relax in the fight to the death, they will still have a chance.
"Come on, I'll take the lead."
Taoist Priest Qinglian had the highest seniority, so it was natural for him to stand up and take the lead in the battle.
The Green Lotus Sword comes from the sky, and the Green Lotus Sword never makes sense.
"One sword frost-freezes fourteen states!"
Zhao Xun saw his mentor's sword and sincerely admired it.
"Junior brother, you are so good at picking up these verses."
The sixth senior brother felt envious when he heard Zhao Xun reciting poems.
After all, it’s Wenquxing who descends to earth, but it’s just different.
Zhao Xun is indeed unique in terms of literary talent and poetic talent.
"Sixth Senior Brother, thank you very much."
Zhao Xun felt happy in his heart, but on his face he said modestly: "This is all by chance, by chance."
At this moment, the tenth senior brother who had always been naive suddenly slapped his head and said: "Ah, why did I forget this?"
"Tenth Senior Brother, what's wrong?"
Zhao Xun looked confused.
"Junior brother, you are now at the sixth level, right?"
"Yes, you should know the level you have just been promoted to, Tenth Senior Brother."
"The secret skill of the sixth level of Confucianism is to create a protective shield. In this space, no one can harm the practitioner who created the protective shield. This means that it can ensure that I will not be in danger of my life for a period of time."
"Not only that."
The tenth senior brother shook his head and said: "I heard that sixth-grade practitioners can also summon top powerhouses with the help of poetry."
"Um?"
Zhao Xun became interested immediately upon hearing this.
The advantages of this Confucian grade are really great.
It's true that the third senior brother almost let him miss such a unique skill by half-talking.
"I dare to ask Brother Ten, how to operate it specifically?"
In this regard, Zhao Xun is completely new, with a pair of big watery eyes staring at Senior Brother Ten, blgblg.
"For example, if you recite a poem, while reciting the poem, you should silently recite the mountain chief's teachings in your heart - great righteousness, invincible in the world."
The tenth senior brother swallowed and said: "In this way, the strong man in the poem will appear. Depending on the strength and power of the practitioner, the duration of the summoned strong man will also be different."
Good guy…
Zhao Xun instantly felt that he was powerful.
"I came to think of some poems..."
Since reciting poems summons strong men, the poems recited are very important.
"Fei Guang Fei Guang, please give me a glass of wine.
I don’t know that the blue sky is high and the yellow earth is thick.
Only the cold moon and warm sun come to fry people's life.
If you eat bears, you will be fat; if you eat frogs, you will be thin.
Where is the God? Taiyian has it?
There is a Ruomu tree in the east of the sky, with a dragon holding a candle underneath.
I will cut off the dragon's feet and chew its flesh so that it cannot return to the court and cannot lie down at night. "
Zhao Xun thought for a long time and thought of Li He's poem.
In terms of poetic talent, there are only a handful of people in the Tang Dynasty who are better than Li He, and in terms of madness, there are even fewer people who can compare with Li He.
Perhaps only Li Bai can surpass him.
But Li Bai's poems are inappropriate to use in this situation. Li Bai's poems are heroic, but too elegant.
Except for the song "Xia Ke Xing", Zhao Xun could not think of a murderous poem.
But the knights in Xia Kexing are more like those in the world of low martial arts, and may not be enough in this world of high martial arts.
As for Li He's poem, it is not only domineering and murderous, but also full of fairy spirit.
"I will cut off the dragon's feet and chew its meat so that it cannot return to the court and cannot lie down at night..."
The Sixth Senior Brother recited it silently, he was so obsessed with it.
"Junior brother is really a genius. He is actually able to compose such a poem."
Facing the praise from the Sixth Senior Brother, Zhao Xun didn't blush and his heart didn't beat.
Well, it's not that Mr. Zhao Xiaolang is thick-skinned, but he is silently reciting the command of the mountain chief in his heart - great righteousness, invincible in the world.
This is the momentum that an academy disciple should have, and it fits the artistic conception of this poem very well.
Perfect, really perfect.
Zhao Xun was very proud. This stroke of genius was truly amazing.
After Zhao Xun finished reciting the poem, a huge giant appeared in the sky.
This giant is three stories tall, and the tendons and flesh on his body are about to overflow.
Damn it, it turned out that the one who bullied Long Er was such a giant, no wonder he could chop off dragon feet and chew dragon meat.
The mystery of poetry is that when you read a poem, you don't know the details of the images and characters in the poem.
People have unlimited imagination, but they will be surprised when this image is actually transformed.
"There should be no giants in this world, right?"
"There seem to be some southern barbarians and northern barbarians, but none of them are this tall. Giants are only twice the size of ordinary people."
Sixth Brother explained: "And even this kind of giant is rare."
Tsk tsk tsk.
Zhao Xun clicked his tongue and praised.
Not ordinary, really extraordinary.
With this giant, is he still worried about not being able to win?
This giant can even chew a dragon alive, so why is he afraid of a Hayato?
"Go and destroy him!"
Zhao Xun pointed in the direction of Hayato and said sharply.
The giant seemed to understand Zhao Xun's words, turned around and walked quickly towards Hayato.
The giant and Hayato are almost the same height, and there is no disadvantage in stature.
The giant beast transformed by Hayato was furious, took the initiative and punched the giant.
The giant caught the punch lightly and twisted it.
Zhao Xun heard the clicking sound of broken bones.
Hiss, it's so scary, really so scary.
The giant twisted around and broke seven or eight bones of the giant beast transformed by Hayato.
Hayato let out a wail of agony.
"Yes, just like that, kill him."
Zhao Xun was very excited.
If they had known this trick earlier, they wouldn't have had to fight so hard.
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