After passing through the cannon fodder villain in the book, the heroine confessed to me

Chapter 197 Fierce Battle

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The cold tone and arrogant attitude were just like when she challenged everyone.However, the attitude of the audience has changed drastically.

It is nothing to be able to defeat Bujie.Although they are all at the altar level, their strength without restraint can only be regarded as quite satisfactory, a level that is more than enough than the lower.

But if you want to talk about instant killing with one move, it's different.Those who can achieve this step are all the kind of arrogance who can leapfrog and fight.Not to mention, Jiang Miao didn't even draw a sword, but simply punched.

Bukong's narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and Yan Mingsheng's original casual attitude instantly became serious.Even Yu Qingniu raised his head and looked at Jiang Miao in surprise, but after a few seconds, he returned to his usual mournful look and lay down on the table again.

Even these three people are like this, let alone others.Changing from his previous cynicism, he looked at Jiang Miao with a layer of awe and embarrassment in his eyes.

In this world, the easiest way to gain the respect of others is to be powerful.

Not far away, seeing Fa Hua, whose disciple was defeated by one move, his face was so dark that water dripped out.Especially Wang Mofeng was still on the sidelines, which made him even more angry.

"Oh my, if I remember correctly, this non-precept seems to be the direct disciple of Master Fahua, right? It's a sin, a disciple of my sect is too heavy-handed, and I will definitely criticize her when I look back."

Wang Mofeng laughed so hard that he couldn't even find his eyes. He stroked his beard, ignored Fahua's stinky face, and continued to add fuel to the fire.

"I heard that Master Fahua has always had very high expectations of his disciples, and the requirements are extremely strict. Although he lost this time, the gap is too big. Master Fahua should not be too harsh. After all, you have no son, so you still have to count on The apprentice will take care of you in retirement, won't you?"

Fahua raised his head suddenly, stared coldly at Wang Mofeng for a long time, and then replied with a smile on his face.

"I don't need to worry about my family's affairs. It's just that the poor monk has no heirs because he has committed himself to Buddhism and has no heart to love. But I don't know that the king's benefactor has no Taoist couple, no heirs, and even a personal disciple. And who do you want to count on to take care of your retirement?"

"The bald donkey owes me, can I get beaten?"

"Come and try!"

In the end, one of the two was pulled away by the younger brother, and the other was persuaded by the disciples, so they did not rise to the point of performing martial arts.But every time they looked at each other, the two of them would give a cold snort in tacit understanding, and then turn their heads away.

After an episode, everyone's attention returned to Jiang Miao.

Killing them in seconds has already made them realize that this is not an easy existence to dismiss.Ordinary disciples turned their heads one after another and cast their eyes on the favorites to win the championship.

Unless someone named Yu Qingniu, he would never take the initiative to act.Yan Mingsheng thought that he had no grievances or enmities with the Hanyue Xianmen, and he would not be such an early bird.

So, since you, Xumi Buddhist Sect, lost face just now, it is up to you to take action to earn back your face, right?
Bukong was silent for a moment, then got up and called the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, if Donor Jiang doesn't mind, let the little monk be the donor's opponent in this match."

The Buddha is not empty, he is only thirty years old, he is already a god-level cultivation base, and he is also a top-notch figure in the world.

The Fudoming King Body he cultivated has already achieved some success. It is said that in terms of defense, it is not weaker than Nanshan Chuyang's Indestructible Divine Art.

Although both are at the altar level, Bukong is far from being unstoppable. Most of the time, he is regarded as a fighting force at the Soul Condensation level.

But in the face of such a powerful enemy, Jiang Miao is still neither humble nor overbearing, with a cold and indifferent appearance, with his sword out of the sheath, he said "please" in an indifferent voice, which is completely the same as when facing refusal.

Bu Kong was not angry, but nodded seriously, clasped his hands together, and a golden light suddenly appeared all over his body.

He already has red lips and white teeth, even without hair, his appearance can be called top-notch.Even though his face is serious at this moment, it still gives people a sense of compassion.

"Be careful, benefactor. Next, the little monk will utter the six-character motto of my Buddhist sect. It is not only powerful in suppression, but also has the effect of targeting the soul. If the benefactor feels unwell, you can stop at any time."

These words were spoken as if the two were not competing in martial arts, but he was treating a patient.

The key is that Bukong's tone is so sincere that everyone can't tell whether what he said is true or not.

Jiang Miao was also a little puzzled by this attitude, but she could feel the sincerity that was not empty.Although Wen Yan's expression did not change, his tone was no longer so cold.

"It doesn't have to be like this, just do it."

Bukong didn't respond, and lowered his head slightly, the golden light around him became even brighter.Jiang Miao knew that he was using all his strength to move the body of King Ming.

Bukong, who lowered his head, after a moment of silence, suddenly changed his momentum and uttered a syllable without raising his head.

"Om!"

A simple word, but it made the surrounding air a little sticky.

Jiang Miao moved a little bit, feeling the restrictions around her, and a little enlightenment rose in her heart.

Although the Fudo Ming King Body is an all-round defense method, in terms of strength alone, it is not much weaker than the Wude Shenju.But there is a fatal flaw - can not move.

It is precisely because of this heavy restriction that Fudo Ming's body's reputation is succumbed to the indestructible magic.

If you can't move, you can only be a tortoise shell that concentrates on being beaten. This kind of thing, let alone a monk, is not willing, even the Buddha would not be willing.

Therefore, the ancient sages of Sumeru Buddhism studied the matching attack methods based on the six-character proverbs of Buddhism.

Since I can't move my body, I will defeat the enemy with my soul and be a standing mage with peace of mind.

Six-character proverb: Om, Ma, Ne, Ba, Mi, Hum.The first word "唵" is a trick to restrict the opponent's movement.

I can't move, so you can't move either.

With Bukong's strength, Jiang Miao could not be completely unable to move, but it was not a problem to drastically reduce her mobility.

On the stage, looking at Jiang Miao whose movements were gradually slowing down, the originally ugly faces of the Buddhist disciples slowly relaxed at this moment, and they said "Amitabha" in unison.

Bukong's face was neither sad nor happy, and he didn't pause because of Jiang Miao's situation. He still lowered his head and slowly spit out the second word.

"Well!"

In the sticky air, countless small golden lights suddenly appeared, like steel needles, and the direction pointed by the needle tip was Jiang Miao in the field.

Obviously, this is a large-scale group attack, but right now, it is being used to target one person.

Jiang Miao's expression remained unchanged, and she raised her left hand to her chest to make a gesture. The next moment, those "golden needles" shot at her one after another, but when they were one foot away from her, they made a "jingling" collision sound .

After a round of golden light, Jiang Miao was unscathed.

The elder Liu Yi outside the court saw this scene, his face changed suddenly, he turned his head to look at Wang Mofeng, and asked with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

"Brother, was that just now... the Nine Layers Mountain Judgment?"

"Looking at the gestures, it should be. Unexpectedly, the Nine Layer Mountain Jue, which we thought could only be cultivated to the third level, has been practiced to this level by this child."

Wang Mofeng's eyes widened as well, and after a long while, he shook his head and said with emotion: "The sect master's disciples are all heroes, how lucky they are!"

Because of the characteristics of the Jiuchongshan Jue, the "commentators" in the audience once again played a role. After some incisive analysis, they all gave Jiang Miao a "horrible" look.

On the stage, Jiang Miao, who had received a move from his opponent, finally pulled out the Jinghong Sword.

It's not her style to be beaten and not fight back.

In addition to Mingluo swordsmanship, Jiang Miao also learned many sword moves, and what she used at the moment was the "one-character electric sword".

If you want to break through the defense of King Ming's body, the best way is to focus on one point to break the surface.Using AOE indiscriminately is a complete waste of spiritual power.

The one-word electric sword is not a particularly advanced sword move, but in the hands of Jiang Miao, it can also be called astonishing momentum.

It's just that this turbulent sword suddenly lost its way when it was halfway.

Jiang Miao felt that his feet were suddenly empty, as if the earth had collapsed suddenly.But the ground is obviously flat, right?

Just as he was in doubt, Bukong's voice came again.

"Woolen cloth!"

The third word, here we come.

(End of this chapter)