"Two more shots."
The cold voice reached Xiao Xiao's ears.
He didn't have time to think about what Feng Baobao was talking about, he just blew the air out of his mouth.
But unfortunately, even at such a close distance, Feng Baobao still easily dodged it, as if he had already completely seen through his attack path.
"Okay, here's the last shot."
Feng Baobao said again when he saw Xiao Xiao blowing his breath.
At this moment, Xiao Xiao seemed to react suddenly.
It turns out... what Feng Baobao has been counting since before - is the number of times he can blow his breath!
The girl in front of her didn't deceive herself at all, because she even knew how many times she could blow out the Qi accumulated in her mouth!
"This guy is still a human!?"
Xiao Xiao roared in his heart and wanted to send out his last breath, but he regretted it the next moment.
Because now he and Feng Baobao are too close.
Looking at the other person's hands reaching towards his head, even if he is a fool, he knows what Feng Baobao wants to do now!
But now it's too late to stop.
"Well--"
Xiao Xiao, whose mouth was covered, had incredible despair on his face.
He has been practicing blowing his breath for ten years, and he never thought that he would lose to others in such a funny way, and he never thought that he would be driven out of his mind by his own blowing of his breath.
Yes, he knew clearly that the next moment he would be out of his mind.
Because the only result of detonating the breath inside one's own body like this is to 'explode' one's body.
"It's rare, it's really rare."
Looking at Feng Baobao's performance on the court, Lu Jin couldn't help but praise, "This girl can completely see through all the opponent's moves in a short fight. Blowing air requires the strength of the Dantian to erupt, so she only focuses on it." You can clearly judge the opponent's Qi movement, and even how much Qi the opponent uses in each eruption. Moreover, in such a fast-paced battle, this kind of unwavering concentration is really rare."
"Yeah, at least you two couldn't do it when you were young, right?" Tian Jinzhong joked with a smile.
"Hahaha..." Lu Jin smiled awkwardly, "There are so many talented people in the world~ But...it seems to be a bit of trouble now. That kid Xiao Xiao was blown away by his own blow, and his soul flew away..."
"Alas..." Zhang Zhiwei on the side sighed when he saw this scene, "It would be weird if it didn't fly away. Feng Baobao was forced back into the body by this blow. How could this kid's soul be able to withstand it... Today’s young people don’t do anything lightly or harshly, but luckily I’m here.”
"Harm, don't be anxious, don't be anxious, it's not too late for Heavenly Master to come to the rescue when there is nothing else you can do." Lu Jin chuckled.
"You old boy, isn't this Xiao Xiao the person you called to Longhu Mountain? Why do you still look like you are just watching the excitement and don't mind the trouble..." Zhang Zhiwei shook his head helplessly, but after all, he was not in a hurry. Take action, because he has also noticed that the fun has just begun.
Feng Baobao in the ring noticed that Xiao Xiao's soul was flying away, and immediately realized that he seemed to have messed up and was trying to figure out how to make up for it.
But the method she came up with seemed a bit outrageous.
Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Feng Baobao imitated Xiao Xiao's inhalation just now, and suddenly sucked the soul that was flying away in front of him into his mouth, and his cheeks instantly felt like a hamster.
"Hahahaha!" Lu Jin laughed heartily after seeing this scene, "Did you suck it in? This girl is really stupid and cute, but just sucking it in like this is useless! I want to see how she can hold it in How long does this tone last?"
At this moment, Feng Baobao's face was covered with suppressed sweat. It was obvious that he could no longer hold in his breath. After all, there is someone else's soul in your mouth. It's neither swallowing nor spitting out. It's strange that it doesn't feel uncomfortable.
"Oh, it seems I have to take action." The old master sighed and prepared to take action.
"Don't worry, look, the other little guys can't sit still either."
Lu Jin still smiled with interest.
In fact, what he wanted to see most was what Sun Haoran was going to do. After all, this kid had promised him to protect these brats before.
However, Sun Haoran, who noticed Lu Jin's gaze from the opposite side, just shrugged innocently, saying that he was powerless. After all, he had never studied the soul. It was invisible and intangible. How could he, a reckless man, bring people back to their souls? ? What's going on?
It still takes two B kings to take action.
I saw a figure jumping down from the edge of the stand, and Zhuge Qing, who kept saying, "I don't like to meddle in other people's business," made a shining appearance.
After Zhuge Qing got down into the ring, he gently moved his hands, and a barrier made of Qi slowly rose.
Four sets and combined formations! This formation can seal the energy flowing in the formation, including the soul. It was originally a formation used to absorb the opponent's Qi and recycle one's own Qi when fighting with others, but it is also very practical in this situation.
At least after such a formation is deployed, the souls scattered around will not be able to escape for a while.
But after everything was done, Zhuge Qing also fell into deep thought.
"This situation is really rare. So the question is, how should we collect these scattered souls and put them back?"
"Oh...she is such a playful girl..."
There was a helpless sigh, "No... It should be said that the people in their company are quite good at playing. Whether it is Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, or Sun Haoran, everyone saves trouble."
"Forehead?"
Zhuge Qing turned around and saw that the listless Wang Ye had also jumped down for some reason. He seemed to be as nosy as him.
"What, Mr. Wang, do you have any idea?"
"well……"
Wang Ye didn't seem to even bother to answer, he just sighed and started to move his hands.
Tai Chi·Yunshou.
Following the movement of Wang Ye's hand, the surrounding Qi began to condense towards Wang Ye's hand with scattered souls.
"Baby Feng! Spit out that part in your mouth too!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Feng Baobao opened his mouth when he heard it.
Wang Ye's movements in his hands accelerated, and the strong attraction forcefully rubbed together part of Feng Baobao's spitted out soul and the soul he had collected.
"Is this... so simple and crude?"
Zhang Chulan on the stage looked at Wang who was making meatballs and couldn't help but complain, "You don't make people look stupid, do you?"
"Don't look at me, I really can't understand." Sun Haoran rolled his eyes. He even had a vague sense of Qi, so how could he possibly know how Wang Ye did it.
"You see clearly, Wang Ye is always using Qi to wrap up and protect these scattered souls." Xu Si, with his vicious eyes, saw through Wang Ye's little moves in an instant.
"It's Taoist, it's very Taoist. In short... as long as we can knead them together..."
Seemingly sensing that Zhuge Qing was confused, Wang Ye explained feebly, "Let's go!"
As he spoke, he suddenly threw it in the direction of Xiao Xiao, and forced the crumpled soul into the opponent's body. Xiao Xiao screamed, then rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Pa bang..."
After doing all this, Wang Ye clapped his hands gently, as if I was so tired. Did anyone praise me? "Fortunately, this guy's soul has only been scattered for a short time. Anyway, this should be fine."
"Haha, how about it? Heavenly Master, please don't be impatient. As a Heavenly Master, you should take action at the most critical moment." Lu Jin laughed while clapping his hands.
"Yes, the younger generation is to be feared, the younger generation is to be feared..."
The old master chuckled and nodded, "We old guys are really old."
Some people are happy and some are sad.
The older generation outside the ring were very happy to see the young guys emerging in large numbers, but the expression on Zhuge Qing's face in the ring became a little sad.
"Wang Ye...Feng Baobao...and..."
Looking away from the two people in the ring, he raised his head and looked at Zhang Chulan and Sun Haoran in the audience.
The appearance of these people made him sigh that times had really changed. The Zhuge family had not been out and about all year round, and now they were like frogs in a well.
"Feng Baobao vs. Xiao Xiao, Feng Baobao wins!"
Seeing that the matter was finally over, the referee breathed a sigh of relief and even declared the contest over.
Then, he looked at Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye who were about to leave the ring, "You two, since the end is over, there is no need to leave in a hurry. The next one will happen to be you."
"What a coincidence... That would be quite trouble-free."
Wang Ye sighed and looked at Zhuge Qing aside, "Brother Zhuge, it's our turn, what should I say?"
"What else can I do? Just do it, Taoist Wang."
Zhuge Qing chuckled and took out his hand from his trouser pocket. Facing an enemy like Wang Ye, he would not dare to underestimate him.
"Ah...okay."
Wang Ye responded listlessly.
"Sigh... I admire Taoist Master Wang's cultivation very much, but it's a pity that he always looks unmotivated." Zhuge Qing looked at Wang Ye who still looked lazy, and sighed slightly, seeming a little disappointed.
"I'm not motivated...it's true."
Wang Ye chuckled and lowered his head, "But - it depends on who the opponent is!"
Suddenly, the expression on his face suddenly changed, and his figure became blurry, even making Zhuge Qing in front of him unable to react.
"!?"
Zhuge Qing subconsciously dodged the whistling palm.
He really didn't expect that the listless king would suddenly attack. He didn't even say hello. He was still chatting just now, and suddenly he attacked. This was almost the same as a sneak attack.
"call--"
As Wang Ye waved his arms, the surrounding air roared and swept across. Under the blessing of Yun Shou, the clinging Qi transformed into palm power and moved towards Zhuge Qing to surround him, as if he wanted to trap Zhuge Qing. in it.
"Master Wang, you are so unkind..."
Zhuge Qing laughed and dodged.
He could see that the other party wanted to stick to him and fight quickly. The advantage of Tai Chi entangled him so that he could not implement the tactics!
However, this idea is a bit too naive.
What surprised Wang Ye was that he had thought that Zhuge Qing would dodge in a hurry and then lose his advantage due to his Tai Chi power. Unexpectedly, the opponent did not dodge in a hurry but slowly sank.
"Since you won't run away, I won't be polite."
Of course, the king would not miss such an opportunity. Tai Chi's advantage was to stick to the enemy. Since the opponent came to the door, he would take advantage of it.
"My Healing Game"
He suddenly stretched out his hand, and the invisible energy touched Zhuge Qing!
But the next moment he saw a fox-like smile on Zhuge Qing's face.
"Daoist Master Wang Ye, you seem a little anxious..."
Zhuge Qing was teasing while exerting force on his body.
The fierce force blasted out along his shoulders, instantly knocking Wang Ye back.
Bajiquan·Bengjin.
This is the famous but completely opposite power of Tai Chi. As the saying goes, Wen has Taiji to stabilize the world, and Wu has Baji to stabilize the world. There is no difference between the two, but when Wang Ye is defenseless, it is obvious that Zhuge Qing has the advantage.
Who would have thought that this seemingly gentle warlock would practice such extremely powerful boxing techniques.
"Bajiquan?"
Wang Ye, who retreated, stabilized his body and sighed helplessly, "It's not as simple as I thought... You know a lot..."
"Of course."
The expression on Zhuge Qing's face became a little gloomy, "Master Wang Ye, although I am arrogant, I never underestimate my opponents. Please don't underestimate me... I may not be as good as you in terms of fists and feet. , but you don’t really think that you can beat me with Tai Chi skills alone before I use any magic, do you?”
"Alas...we can't win."
Wang Ye looked at the formation that had formed at Zhuge Qing's feet and sighed again.
It is common sense that a warlock can practice one or two self-defense techniques. Of course he understands this. The opponent has Bajiquan for self-defense. Among the younger generation, it is estimated that except for some monsters, no one can easily win before they use the warlock.
He just wanted to try to see if he could do it. After all, this guy looked so gentle, but what if he was really pitifully weak?
But now it seems that the ideal situation is ideal after all.
"What are you anxious about, Taoist Master Wang Ye?"
Zhang Chulan outside the ring also saw something was wrong with Wang Ye and asked with some confusion.
In his impression, Wang Ye did not give him the impression of a frizzy person. It should be said that he had nothing to do with frizzyness at all. Logically speaking, he should not attack anxiously like this.
"He is not anxious for himself, but for Zhuge Qing."
Sun Haoran shook his head helplessly and explained, "Taoist Master Wang Ye is probably the kind of person who obviously just wants to keep a low profile but has no choice but to be forced to pretend..."
"Huh?" Zhang Chulan was confused.
"To put it simply, he just wants Zhuge Qing to lose early so as not to suffer a big blow, which is commonly known as short-term pain rather than long-term pain." Seeing Zhang Chulan's confused look, Sun Haoran explained again.
"According to what you say...Is this Taoist Master Wang Ye much better than Zhuge Qing?" Zhang Chulan quickly understood the meaning of his words.
He couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, because he felt that Zhuge Qing, a half-immortal, was already very difficult to deal with. If Wang Ye were much stronger, wouldn't he be in danger? According to the matchup table, whoever wins between these two guys will be the one he will face in the next battle...
