Gao Wu Da Qin: You don’t want the secret to be known, right?

Chapter 68: Today’s lot is revealed, it’s time to start killing

Two figures fell into the examination room of Nuo University.

There is a person on the left, wearing a martial arts uniform that is common in the army. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are full of fighting spirit. His right hand is moving lightly, showing indescribable confidence and airiness.

The person on the right has a calm face, showing no emotion or anger. He is wearing a simple Taoist robe flying in the wind, and his eyes are deep under his dark eyebrows.

Meng Yi looked at Yu Jizi, the [Taoist Lord] who was hundreds of steps away, "I heard that there is a temple in the Taoist sect, called Taixu Temple. This sect has a long history. It is said that it can be traced back to the West during the supercontinent period. Kunlun.”

[Taoist Lord] Yu Jizi said floatingly, "When the supercontinent existed, the sky was round and the earth was round, rising in the east and setting in the west. There was a powerful person named Queen Mother of the West who lived in West Kunlun, raising strange beasts and possessing great supernatural powers. During the battle between Yan and Huang, Queen Mother of the West appointed Yun Mrs. Hua assisted the Yellow Emperor. Later, Mrs. Yunhua found clever disciples Ling Xuzi, Ling Huanzi, Ling Xuanzi, Lingkongzi, and Ling Junzi, known as the "Five Masters of Taixu" in history, and taught them the supreme Taoism of West Kunlun: the psychic mantra, Ling Zhen Jue, Taixu Talisman. Later disciples established Taixu Temple in Taixu Mountain, and opened the Fa Sect, Bing Sect, Shan Sect, Li Sect, and Yunhua Hall to worship Mrs. Yunhua. Talent, Taixu Guan, Senior Brother of Yunhua Palace!"

Meng Yi raised his hand and said, "The Taoist tradition of 5000 years has been passed down to this day. I guess Taojun has some special skills!"

Yujizi said, "General, you are joking. We cultivators are not good at fighting and killing. We regard fame and wealth as dirt."

"Haha——" Meng Yi opened his right hand, and there was a standard spear in his hand, and he took a stance towards Yujizi, "Yujizi, come here!"

Yujizi raised his hand, stretched out his left index finger, and faint ripples of light shone on his fingertips, and said softly, "Today the lot is read, it is time to start killing!"

In front of Yu Jizi's left hand, the light on his fingertips outlined a golden talisman. The talisman glowed and was suddenly released in front of him, turning into a huge weapon several feet tall!

Meng Yi shook his spear and charged forward. The spear was like iron, and it penetrated the golden talisman unpretentiously!

The moment the golden talisman was shattered by Meng Yi, it turned into a faint golden halo that spread in all directions. The sky above and below the entire arena was filled with fragments of talismans. The talismans burned in the mid-air, and it was blurry. It is like a Taoist sacrificial site with burning talismans.

In front of him, Yu Jizi's long hair was flying, and there was a wooden sword in his right hand. He said in a faint voice, "This sword was taken from the heart of a mahogany tree in Dahuang Mountain that was struck by lightning for 900 years. I cut it with my own hands and called it Chang's name." Whale! You have been with me for ten years. In the past ten years, I have killed countless demons. Today I have the honor to taste human blood, the blood of the God of War. I am really lucky!"

Meng Yi shook his spear, "Noisy!"

With a spear like a dragon, Meng Yi's spear hit Yu Jizi's face!

Yujizi's long sword was raised suddenly, and the peach wood sword was held horizontally in front of him. His fingers gently wiped the blunt edge of the peach wood sword, and the blood on his fingers condensed, as if he was unsealing the peach wood sword!
The originally blunt peach wood sword suddenly glowed, and the rustling talisman behind it burned and was released. The talisman fire burned the sword, and real fire flew in the Taoist Master's eyes. The long sword's whale-killing momentum collided with Meng Yi's fiercely. Together!
On the peach wood sword, blood blooms!
In just one encounter, the spear was cut into two pieces and pierced directly into Meng Yi's heart!
However, when the sword came into contact with Meng Yi's skin, it could no longer penetrate Meng Yi's heart. Time seemed to stop at this moment.

At this moment, in the projection of the ultra-clear camera, everyone present could clearly see the details of this fight.

At the position of Meng Yi's heart, the thin and fragile armor instantly shattered, revealing the strong chest muscles. Yujizi's long sword also hit the chest muscles, and layers of scales condensed on the edges of the chest muscles, as if The scales of an ink dragon are like black and shiny, and extremely tough!
How come there are animal scales on human skin!

Shouldn't human skin be fragile?

The old general Wang Jian at the referee's seat laughed heartily, "This little Taoist priest must have never heard of the reputation of the dragon-blooded general Meng Tian! That Mengtian is known as the dragon-blooded war god. In the past, he used to bathe in the blood of dragons to refine his body, which attracted the fear of the world! His younger brother Meng Tian Naturally, Yi cannot be an ordinary martial artist, he must be bathed in the blood essence of the giant beasts in the stars, and his whole body is as tough as those giant beasts in the space."

Next to Wang Jian, a middle-aged scholar with a dignified appearance said, "The old general's words are wrong. Although this little Taoist priest seems reckless, it is indeed part of his calculation. His real killing move is not his sword." ."

Wang Jian looked at the middle-aged scholar with fear, "Li Si! Why are you here? You don't seem to be interested in fighting."

Li Si smiled and said, "Then it depends on who. The Jinghong Competition is a once-in-a-century event. It would be a pity to miss it! Look, that little Taoist priest is going crazy!"

In the finals, Meng Yi laughed and said, "How can a Taoist priest get so close to us and other elite soldiers in the army?"

Meng Yi grabbed Yujizi's arms with both hands, and with a sudden force, he was about to tear Yujizi into pieces!

boom--

Yujizi's figure was really torn to pieces!

However, what was shattered was not the remains of the body, but the talismans flying all over the sky.

This, this is the Taoist substitute talisman!
Meng Yi realized something was wrong and hurriedly turned around to look for Yu Jizi's figure. However, a faint voice came from behind, "Dragon Blood Bath Body, you are really domineering. You are worthy of being the younger brother of Dragon Blood God of War Meng Tian!"

"With your strength to defend, no one who comes close to you will have a chance of winning!"

"Of course, your Excellency, please don't forget that I am a cultivator of immortality. In addition to the body, a person also has a soul! Your body is bathed in dragon blood and you are invincible in the world, but can your soul withstand my full blow!"

Meng Yi yelled angrily, "Gods and ghosts! Come out and die!"

Meng Yi put his hands together, and at his feet, the blood energy covered a ten-foot radius. The blood energy gathered into the shape of a bloody evil spirit holding a sword and gun, charging endlessly.

Yu Jizi's figure appeared, dressed in a white Taoist robe, with long hair hanging loose, one hand pointing to the ground, eyes shining, "Let me show you my self-created technique, the art of the soul!"

"Everything in the world has a soul, and every soul should be perfectly preserved!"

"You stupid people, how can you understand the majesty of creation!"

"The soul bead changes, and the tiger is possessed! The tiger man!"

There was an extra bead in Yujizi's hand. A faint golden clear bead floated above his head and was poured into the Tianling Gai. The next moment, Yujizi's body began to expand uncontrollably. The thin body that was originally only more than 1.7 meters suddenly suddenly It grew to nearly one foot in size!
Moreover, there were faint golden and black tiger stripes all over the body. The whole person seemed to be transformed into a demon. His right hand turned into a claw, and he jumped up with a tiger tail sweeping across, directly drying up Meng Yi's blood to pieces!
Meng Yi seemed to be a spinning top, being whipped hundreds of feet away by Jade Jizi in the form of a fierce tiger!Long ravine marks were dragged out on the ground, and the spear was cut into two pieces!
This change stunned the audience. Even Qin Feng, who was sitting in the contestant seat, was a little confused.

Me, I blanch!This, this Yu Jizi is definitely a demon!

He can also transform into a demon, and he transformed directly without knowing what kind of soul he ate!

Is this self-created martial arts?It’s too fierce!A Taoist priest pushed a warrior to the ground and rubbed him!
Meng Yi shouldn’t know it!

It was too late, but it was too soon. Yu Jizi in the form of the fierce tiger man seemed not to give the enemy a chance to breathe. He jumped up and rushed through the thick smoke of the ruins. He was about to kill Meng Yi directly!

Xiao Huang saw this and couldn't help but worry, "Brother Yi!"

It was too late to say that, but soon, dust was flying in the ruins, but laughter came from the ruins, "Finally he knocked me down!"

"You have your own martial arts, but I don't!"

"It's just that my self-created technique is not perfect yet. I can't activate it at will. The opponent must knock me down before I can activate it!"

"Sweep across the wilderness, the divine spear descends from the sky!"

The blood-colored gun shadow broke through the thick dust and fog, only to see the fierce tiger man Yujizi being rushed directly into the sky!
But on the ground, I saw Meng Yi's figure transformed into a streak of bloody thunder. He carried five bloody spears on his back, and the bloody spears were poking at the Yujizi above his head. Each spear shot was like thunder and lightning. , running through Tiger Man’s body.

"Infinite Taoism!"

Tiger Langjun Yu Jizi's body was stabbed by five blood spears, but he still had strong vitality. His arms shook, and the spears on his body were completely shattered. A pair of wings suddenly popped out from behind, and the flaming wings soared, floating in the air!
When this scene appeared, everyone's eyes widened, and countless spectators jumped to their feet.

"He, he's flying!"

"Didn't it say that only those in the fourth realm can fly?"

"A martial artist can fly when he's not there. Is this his own soul technique? It's so magical!"

Yu Jizi, who was flying in the air, closed his hands, blood flowing like a stream, "The angry tiger is approaching the abyss, Meng Yi will die!"

Yujizi used his hands to form Tai Chi, but he saw that the blood from the wounds all over his body gathered like a Taoist sword energy. The sword energy was three feet long and mighty, like a sword from the sky, crushing Meng Yi!

Meng Yi raised his head, opened his left hand, and gathered a blood-colored long bow in his palm. In his right hand, a long blood-colored arrow appeared in a twist!
Aim, nock an arrow, draw the bow, and release the arrow, all in one go!
The blood-energy long arrow turned into a bright blood-colored rainbow, and with the force of a thunderbolt, it penetrated the blood-energy sword energy and hit Yujizi's heart. Yujizi instantly released a terrifying blood-colored thunder with a range of three feet. Thunderbolt aperture!
Countless thunders stimulated Yujizi's whole body, and Yujizi finally couldn't hold on anymore. His body fell from the sky like a broken sack, and there was no more movement.

The staff hurriedly carried Yujizi down.

"In the first round of the first stage, the military strategist [God of War] versus [Taoist Taoist Lord], [God of War] wins!" The enthusiastic fans of the military strategist in the entire arena screamed and applauded crazily. It was extremely lively, with various military strategist banners flying and roaring.

At the player's seat, the [Xiaxian] Swordsman muttered to the [Jiujianxian] beside him, "Oh, I told Yujizi a long time ago that even if you are a cultivator, you should be down-to-earth instead of flying here every day. Flying, although flying is indeed important, surviving is even more important!"

[Jiu Sword Immortal] said, "Who says it's not the case! You have to know that since ancient times, if the left side loses, the sky will lose! He is on the left side, or the sky, and the two-sided negative state is full. Whoever says he doesn't lose will lose!"

The swordsman glanced at [Nongji Daojun] who was not far away, "Now that Meng Yi is in full fighting spirit, whoever goes up will be unlucky! If nothing happens later, it will be the old poison. Do you think the old poison will go up and get beaten?"

[Jiu Sword Immortal] said, "I don't know. Anyway, if it were me, I wouldn't go on stage! It's a small thing to admit defeat, but it's a big thing to lose one's life. Which one is more serious? The old poisoner should be able to tell it clearly, don't you think so? Ah Brother Qin."

Qin Feng was slightly surprised and glanced at the swordsman and the drunkard, "Brother the drunkard is right. It's a small thing to admit defeat, but a big thing to lose your life. It's just a competition. There's no need for everyone to make a river of blood! Fellow Taoist Yujizi is a bit too much." Seriously! Your main job as a Taoist priest is to ascend in the daytime, not to fight with others. If you compete with Meng Yi to overcome tribulations, Meng Yi will definitely not be able to compete with you. How can you succeed in your own amateur field and someone else's professional field? "

In the VIP box, Hu Hai clapped his hands and kept saying, "This Yujizi is a talent! Brother, this Yujizi's self-created martial art Yuanhun Technique is so interesting!"

Fusu said, "He was unlucky. He met Meng Yi at the beginning. If he had met several other Dao Lords, he might not have left so early!"

Princess Huayang said from one side, "Meng Yi's blood-condensing weapon technique looks similar to General Meng Tian's God of War Slaughter!"

Fusu nodded, "We can't say they are exactly the same, we can only say they are not very different! The difference is that General Meng Tian is better at melee combat, while General Meng Yi undoubtedly focuses his blood skills on long-range aspects. His archery skills are extremely good. Strong, but mediocre in close combat. If you want to defeat Meng Yi, you have to fight him in close combat. However, Meng Yi has the same dragon blood and dragon scale body protection as his brother, so close combat cannot take advantage of him. This is very difficult. No wonder he can be called the [God of War]!"

Princess Huayang said, "When Meng Yi and Qin Feng face off, who is stronger and who is weaker?"

Hu Hai said anxiously, "My sister's sweetheart must be more powerful!"

"Bastard!" Hu Hai was pushed to the ground again, and Princess Huayang began to hammer away.

At this moment, in the middle of the arena, an announcement came, "The second round of the first phase of the battle is about to begin [Nongjia Taojun] versus [Military God of War]! Start now."

As a figure faded, a down-to-earth and simple boy appeared on the field. His skin color was a little dark, but it was a healthy tan from the sun. When he smiled, his sharp teeth attracted attention. It was obvious that Farmers take good care of their teeth.

Meng Yi poked five blood spears in his back and looked at the farm boy, "Old poisonous creature, do you want to come and play?"

"Don't make it look like I'm very familiar with you!" The farm boy couldn't help but said, "I am from Bingxintang, a farmer's house. I hope all my friends will remember me. I come from Bingxintang, a beautiful farmhouse in Peach Blossom Land, where there are few fights. ,Simple folk……"

But at this moment, a discerning person noticed something was wrong, "Look at the ground! The green poisonous gas! It's miasma!"

"Why can't Meng Yi move!"

"I know! This peasant boy made his move as soon as he came on stage! Meng Yi was poisoned without any sound!"

On the ultra-clear projector, I could only see the terrifying dark green miasma veins roaring in all directions at the feet of the peasant commoner, including Meng Yi!
The young farmer laughed warmly, took out an ancient picture scroll with both hands, and said seriously, "I must clarify that this is a picture of hundreds of herbs I drew myself, not a picture of the farmer's treasure Shen Nong tasting hundreds of herbs, so don't Misunderstanding, I made this magic weapon myself! It complies with the rules of the competition!"

"Now, our young hero Meng Yi has been hypnotized by me, and he sleeps soundly! We want to send young hero Meng Yi off the battlefield!"

"This way, when I return to Peach Blossom Spring, I will be able to get a lot of support from my little junior sisters!"

"Oh my God, to be the only male disciple of Bing Xin Hall and also the senior brother, you have no idea how happy my life is!"

"How could a bright and caring young man like me end up in such a place where people are fighting and killing people? It is simply unreasonable."

"If I hadn't considered that I was the only male in Bing Xintang, I really wouldn't have wanted to come. Even though I came, if I didn't take one or two of my opponents with me to leave, it would be a bit disrespectful to the peasant family. Young Master Meng Yi, I'm offended!"

The young peasant boy kept mumbling incessantly, but in the ancient Baicao scroll in his hand, a tall green poisonous tree grew. Miasma spread among the vines of the poisonous tree, and the entire examination room turned into a green miasma hell. , countless vines wrapped around it like Shura's arms.

The simple farmer's smile of the farm boy became dark and terrifying in this hell.

He arranged the [God of War] without saying a word, and even Meng Yi's body, which was as powerful as a dragon's blood bath, could not withstand his poison. How tyrannical this was!

The Peach Blossom Land he spoke of was definitely not a peaceful and peaceful paradise, but an extremely vicious and lifeless killing place filled with snakes and insects.

The Bing Xintang he talks about is definitely not the kind of sweet and caring person with lots of young ladies, but a sinister and dangerous place where you poison me today and I will poison you tomorrow.

At this moment, everyone on and off the stage was silent. When everyone thought that [Nongjia Taojun] was a weakling, this weakling used his ultimate move at the beginning and directly arranged for [God of War]!

Just when everyone thought that [Nongjia Taojun] had surpassed the level and defeated Meng Yi, an unexpected scene appeared.

But in the middle of the field, Meng Yi, whose whole body turned green, suddenly opened his eyes. The green pupils suddenly turned dark yellow, and then returned to normal.

Even faster, the green poisonous vines wrapped around Meng Yi began to crumble crazily!
The blood energy reawakened and wrapped around Meng Yi!

Meng Yi recovered!
The farm boy was stunned and murmured to himself, "That's wrong! How did you wake up! The dose I designed cannot be wrong! You must be poisoned and put down!"

Meng Yi looked at the peasant boy, raised his hand, and a handful of light golden powder appeared in his hand, "I forgot to tell you, when that smelly Taoist priest fought with me just now, I got a handful of realgar from him. Fan! This thing can restrain your poisonous energy! Old poisoner, you lose!"

After the words fell, Meng Yi condensed a long bow of blood in his left hand, and with his right hand he set an arrow, and he was about to shoot the peasant boy!
There were chants on and off the court.

"Damn it, this can be reversed! [God of War] Meng Yi is well-deserved!"

"I have to say that [Nongjia Daojun] is really unlucky! The opponent in front of you left Meng Yi a prop to restrain your anger. You lost unjustly!"

"I seem to have seen the miserable scene of [Nongjia Daojun] being shot through the heart with an arrow!"

Seeing that the poisonous gas could not affect Meng Yi, the young farmer made a gesture that no one had expected. He raised his hands in the air and said, "Surrender, surrender! How can I, a farmer, fight with you soldiers! My wheat is going to be ripe." Now, I have to go back to the Peach Blossom Spring to harvest wheat! No more fights, no more fights! No more fights to come, just quit!"

Meng Yi gritted his teeth angrily, "Old poison! Surrender if you have the right to fight for three hundred rounds!"

The farm boy chuckled and said, "I don't. Do you think I'm some stubborn person? I won't hit an egg with a stone and ask for trouble! I'm going to the auditorium, bye!"

Just like that, the farm boy turned around coolly, waved to his fans, and left quietly.

When such a scene fell on the player's seat, [Jiu Sword Immortal] raised his thumb and said, "As expected of someone who came from the Peach Blossom Spring, he really understands the word fame and wealth! It's not like that Yujizi who cultivates immortality, who keeps saying that he is not a cultivator. Li, in fact, he values ​​fame and fortune more than anyone else. In the end, he fought so hard to be carried off. How embarrassing! Just like an old poison, how honorable!"

The swordsman smiled and said, "Are you doing this as a psychological preparation for your surrender next time?"

The drunkard said angrily, "What do you mean, do I look like the kind of person who would surrender? I also created my own exercises, okay! And they are much better than Meng Yi's modified exercises from his brother!"

Xiao Huang asked curiously, "Then can you defeat Brother Yi?"

The drunkard said with a slight embarrassment, "There are many forms of defeat, and there are also different places to fight. For example, in the Red Hall Goulan Qingren Hall, without taking medicine, I can beat ten Meng Yi alone! This kind of thing! There are too many people in this place, so I restrained myself and forced myself to play with him, and that’s it. Meng Yi doesn’t owe me any money. It’s so disgraceful to break his head and bleed like a river!”

Everyone looked at the drunkard, the atmosphere became lively, and even [Yi Sheng] laughed out loud.

Only the drunkard repeated something awkwardly.

"You bunch of roughnecks! How can a drunkard's failure be called failure? That's called frustration!"

“Who hasn’t been frustrated several times in life?”

"You'll recover after just one drink. If you can't recover, then you must have drank fake wine..."

(End of this chapter)