Under one person, Gou Dao becomes immortal

Chapter 27 Luo Tian Dajiao ([-])

"Invite Ding Suzaku's contestant to enter!"

There are four open vermilion gates in the Martial arts arena, and the four contestants including Wei Jiu entered through the four entrances.

Finally it was the senior brother's turn... Zhang Lingyu, dressed in a white robe, stood in the auditorium above, waiting for the upcoming duel. He knew that there was a gap between himself and the senior brother, but since he had never seen the senior brother make a move, how big was the gap? easy to say.

Now that he finally had the opportunity to watch the senior brother fight, he naturally couldn't miss it. He only hoped that the senior brother's next opponent would be stronger and force the senior brother to use more methods.

Wei Jiu had three opponents, one of them was a young man with red hair and red eyebrows, who was very flamboyant in a red practice uniform.

The red-haired young man clasped his fists at Wei Jiu and said, "I'm under Huo Dezong Hong Bin, known as Little Vulcan, your honorable name."

"Wei Jiu, a lowly Taoist priest in Longhu Mountain." Wei Jiu smiled.

"excuse me!"

Hong Bin's forearm ignited orange and red flames, and then he took a step forward, twisted his back, blasted out the flames on his right arm, and a thick pillar of fire approached in an instant, engulfing Wei Jiu.

There was Hong Bin's qi on the flame, and he could feel that the pillar of fire didn't hit Wei Jiu, but was blocked by something.

Hong Bin's calf suddenly started to hurt, and it was still persistent. He looked down and saw a gash was cut on the side of his leg at some point. Inside the wound, a mass of viscous black matter was flowing into the wound. Wriggling inside, like a group of maggots scrambling for food.

Hong Bin's expression changed, and he felt terrified. He quickly withdrew the flames and retreated to the left to beware of possible attacks.

Hong Bin's eyes swept quickly: "It's such a covert move, I didn't notice it at all. If the attack just now is my vital point, I wonder if I can resist it?"
Who did it, the other two contestants, or the Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain?
Hong Bin glanced at the golden light that appeared after the pillar of fire dissipated.

At this time, a black beam of light that was two fingers thick suddenly appeared beside Hong Bin. Before he could stop, he bumped into it like a marionette. into the cut.

He actually predicted my evasion direction... Hong Bin was horrified.

Seeing that the rather famous Hong Bin was easily forced to retreat, the two contestants on the other side stopped at the same time, looked at each other, and rushed towards Wei Jiu.

The golden light circulating around Wei Jiu twisted as if being thrown into a puddle of stones. In the next second, two big golden hands the size of wheels stretched out from it and grabbed the two contestants respectively.

The two struggled hard, but to no avail, the golden hand held them tightly, making it difficult to shake them.

"Surrender! I surrender!"

"Brother! I also voted, please let go!"

Seeing that the two surrendered, Wei Jiu let them go.

Cold sweat oozes from Hong Bin's forehead, and his left arm and calf are throbbing with pain.

A bitter smile appeared on Hong Bin's face, and he said, "I...surrender."

The Taoist priest on the referee's seat announced: "The winner is Uncle Wei."

Hong Bin glanced at Wei Jiu in surprise, and muttered to himself, "So I'm a disciple of the Heavenly Master, I'm not wronged."

Shui Dirley jumped out of Hong Bin's wound and crawled back into Wei Jiu's sleeve.

Hong Bin grinned and said: "Wei Jiu, thank you for keeping your hand. If you had given your all, I would have died long ago. I didn't know until I got out of Huo Dezong. It turns out that this day is so big, and I still have a lot of shortcomings. When I go back, I will practice even harder!"

Wei Jiu smiled, "We're just sparring, not a life-and-death battle. It's natural to keep your hands. If you think about Hong Bin, you should also keep your hands."

Father, like son.

Hong Bin couldn't see what kind of trick Wei Jiu used to hit himself, Zhang Lingyu in the audience could clearly see Wei Jiu's thunder gun.

Zhang Lingyu secretly thought: It's so insidious... It matches the attributes of Shui Dirty Thunder, so if you encounter Senior Brother Wei, you have to take precautions.

When Wei Jiu left the martial arts arena, Zhang Chulan came over and said with a smile: "As expected of the uncle, he won in two or three hits."

Wei Jiu patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder and said, "You're not bad either, you've done a good job hiding your clumsiness."

"Hey, you saw it."

At this time, a young man with blue hair tied back, handsome face, and wearing a black suit came over. He said with a smile, "Realist Wei is very skilled. He has long heard that Dragon and Tiger Mountain hides dragons and crouching tigers. He really deserves his reputation."

Wei Jiu looked over and said, "You are... Zhuge Qing from the Zhuge family? I didn't expect you to pay attention to the duel of me, an unknown pawn."

Zhuge Qing is a descendant of Zhuge Liang, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty. He inherited the "Wuhou Qimen" handed down by Zhuge Liang, and he is very skilled in using Qimen magic.

Zhuge Qing's long and narrow eyes were narrowed, and he smiled like a fox, "I came with Daoist Lingyu, and I didn't expect any unexpected surprises. Among the eleven disciples of the Heavenly Master, the eighth disciple is the most mysterious. The world only knows that there is such a person, but they don't know what kind of person he is, and I, Zhuge Qing, have the honor to meet him today."

Wei Jiu was about to say something when the horn sounded suddenly: "Please gather the winners of each group!"

Zhuge Qing made a gesture of invitation and said, "Really Wei, please."

Wei Jiu nodded, and followed the other winners to the wooden table, where there was a red box for lottery.

Zhang Zhiwei beside the wooden table smiled with his hands behind his back: "Hehe, everyone has worked hard. So far, the first round of competitions has been completed, with 32 winners. The next competition will be conducted in a one-on-one format. Now you The names on the drawn note are your opponents..."

Wei Jiu held a piece of white paper in his hand, on which there were three black characters: Zhuge Qing.

Feng Xingtong leaned behind Wei Jiu, looked at the paper in his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Wei, Zhuge Qing is not easy to deal with. The biggest favorites to win the championship are Zhuge Qing and Master Lingyu. How can we have a match against him?" I read it."

Wei Jiu smiled and asked, "What about you? Who is your next opponent?"

Feng Xingtong replied: "Deng Youfu of the northeastern shaman lineage."

"Then you won't win?"

Feng Zhenghao and Feng Xingtong's generals can ignore the spirit's will and force them to obey and use them for themselves, and they can invite multiple spirits on their bodies at the same time.

Animals are simple in nature, once they get qi, they enter the realm faster than humans, and they are called "immortals" when they are trained to be able to appear in the world as spirits.

The shaman lineage has a kind of kung fu called "chuma", which can enter into a cooperative relationship with "immortals" and borrow the power of immortals, that is, invite gods to upper body.

In order to achieve cooperation, it even takes the painstaking efforts and even lives of several generations. This is the origin of the title "Family Fairy".

It is the spirit of the fairy that the shaman invites to the upper body, so Wei Jiu said that Feng Xingtong can surely win Deng Youfu.

Feng Xingtong scratched his head, and said with a grin: "Brother Wei Jiu, don't praise me, what if I drift away?"

(End of this chapter)