My Book of Ten Thousand Jobs in the Godly World

Chapter 104 Use force to break the talisman, use immortal magic to suppress martial arts! (5400 big chapters)

The roads in Liutiaohuoxiang are much wider than in other places in Xiachengfang City.

The Fu Lei Wulei is placed at the intersection of two alleys.

Before we even got there, there was already a sea of ​​people here, and it was almost impossible to get through.

The outermost layer is the people of Xiachengfang City. A little further in, there are the alley owners of various gangs and factions in the eight hundred alleys of Xiacheng. Looking further inside, we see the Fourth Alley Master and the Sixth Alley Master, basically standing under the ring.

The gang leaders commandeered the buildings around the arena and sat on the second-story roof.

The leaders of the four major gangs were sitting, and the leaders of the smaller gangs were standing behind them.

There is a clear distinction between superiority and inferiority.

All around, banners of Wei Family Purple Sungrass are also everywhere.

Facing the cold wind, floating in the air.

It can be seen throughout Xiachengfang City.

"Ji Yuan is here!"

I don't know who yelled.

The wave of people, who were unable to breathe but was sealed by the wind, seemed to have received a slashing blow, and the sea opened to reveal land.

Everyone looked over.

The approaching figure.

His eyes are like stars, his eyebrows are like swords, his heroic spirit is formidable, and he is hunting in black robes.

Carrying a broad sword on his back, he looks like an overlord entering the battle.

This look made countless girls in Xiachengfang City fall in love with him.

"Ji Yuan's appearance is as good as half of Songcheng Mountain just by standing here."

Gu Qiao said half-jokingly.

"This funeral director of the Mortuary Department is strong enough."

A lazy voice sounded beside him, it was Li Buyi, the leader of the Red Stick Gang.

Liu Ju retreated, and the original leader of the Liuye Gang was gone. He was originally fifth in the city, but now he has become the third master.

His voice became much tougher when he spoke.

"But if you want to fight in a wheel battle, your physical strength will be too much."

"Even taking turns with a hundred ordinary gang members can tire him to death, let alone the leaders of various gangs and the six lanes taking the initiative."

"If you ask me, this Ji Yuan will lose miserably."

"Then it was taken over by Mr. Hu's disciples over there."

Directly across from them, a man over two meters tall and as burly as a bear stood with fierce eyes.

The Mr. Hu mentioned by Li Buyi is naturally the inspector Hu Cheng.

The man opposite is Hu Cheng's close disciple, Wang Yun. I just entered the bloody brave realm not long ago.

His position in the police yamen is like Hong Qing of the Kuangdao Martial Arts Hall...oh, now he is Hong Qing of the police yamen.

Several other gang leaders did not answer the call.

Gu Qiao chuckled, "I don't think so. How can someone who can kill Songcheng Mountain not know how difficult it is?"

"Then let's wait and see." Li Buyi did not argue.

Under the gaze of thousands of people, Ji Yuan slowly stepped onto the ring.

He looked at the thousands of dense eyes in the audience. The nervousness he thought before taking the stage did not appear. Instead, excitement emerged from the bottom of his heart little by little.

Ji Yuan clasped his fists around.

He slowly said, "Ji is not good at speaking. If there is any negligence, please bear with me."

He was polite and clasped his fists kindly towards everyone around him.

All the gang leaders also stood up and returned the salute to Ji Yuan.

Li Buyi laughed and said, "Don't worry, Master Ji. When I go to Chengfang City, I only recognize my fists."

"As long as your fists are strong enough, then whatever you say will be palatable to others."

These words sounded heart-warming, but after thinking about it carefully, there was hidden sarcasm in the gun and stick.

"Thanks for the teaching."

Ji Yuan is still neither humble nor arrogant.

On the side, Wei Ajie personally took the stage to host.

"Fellow folks from the lower city, Fu Ke martial masters, today we gather together..."

Wei Ajie spoke in a mellow tone, which contained the promotion of Wei's Purple Sungrass, and Barabala talked a lot.

And behind.

A group of people have already arrived on stage carrying documents, pens and papers, and medicine jars.

Under the stage, eighteen areas were also cleared.

More than a dozen talisman masters also took their seats one after another.

"In this double competition of Fu and Wu, Fu Lei will start first."

"Master Ji from the Mortuary Department will be the ringmaster, a pair of eighteen."

"Within ten days, if the talismans drawn by Master Ji exceed the sum of the talismans created by the eighteen talisman masters, he will be the number one scholar..."

"It's really a one-on-one match." Everyone in the audience was talking about it.

Although most people don't understand the art of talismans, it is almost impossible to fight against eighteen, no matter what the profession is.

At first, people thought it was just a gimmick played by Wei Ajie, but when the competition started, there must be many restrictions.

But now it seems that there are no restrictions.

It's just life-threatening.

"Ji Yuan, the rules I mentioned should be correct, right?" Wei Ajie looked at Ji Yuan with a smile.

Although this time the Fu and Wu doubles competed, Fu Lu became a foil.

But Wei Ajie thought it was harmless.

As long as you can make a name for yourself, it's a good deal.

Because he has the blessing of martial arts and is a celebrity like Ji Yuan, more people are paying attention to him.

Even people from Gushu and Baiyanfang City came over.

After today, the entire Blackstone County will know about the Wei family.

Ji Yuan nodded.

"Then let's start." Wei Ajie gave the order, and the time happened to be stuck at noon.

Immediately someone struck the gong.

Boom!

A deafening gong sounded.

Everyone in the audience immediately began to prepare materials, using a small pot as big as a palm to boil the talisman ink.

"Why does Ji Yuan use a big pot?"

When everyone looked up, they saw Ji Yuan using a pot to boil ink.

Just a few pounds at a time.

The questions made all the talisman masters under the ring frown and stand up. They climbed onto the ring and looked at Ji Yuan's cauldron.

The eyes that were originally squinted suddenly widened.

"absurd."

"This person can't be a layman."

"Preparing more materials can indeed shorten the time, but isn't this a waste?"

"These materials should be all paid for at one's own expense, right?" A talisman master looked at Wei Ajie.

"Of course it's at your own expense." Wei Ajie replied.

The Talisman Master was relieved, but still worried, "Master Ji also paid for it at his own expense?"

"nature."

"That's good. With his painting method, it's just a waste of money."

"The speed can indeed be faster, but after all, there are eighteen of us."

A group of talisman masters discussed it.

I think Ji Yuan does have some cleverness.

To increase the speed at the cost of wasting some spiritual blood runes, if it is one-on-one or one-on-two, it will definitely work.

But it’s still the same sentence.

The old master was beaten to death with random punches, and among the eighteen people, each one of them drowned Ji Yuan with a mouthful of spit.

A group of talisman masters began to be wary of each other.

They seemed to regard each other as opponents, excluding Ji Yuan.

The judges were Wei Ajie and the invited calligraphers, private school teachers and painting masters from Heishi County.

Use this to judge the third overall pick and second place finisher.

Ji Yuan listened to everyone's doubts and did not refute, just endured Fu Mo silently.

He didn't intend to play any clumsy tricks.

He wanted to defeat these peers psychologically from the very beginning.

No. 1 pick, No. 3 overall pick, No. 2 pick...

He wants them all!

Snapped!

Everyone finished their first pot of ink almost at the same time, and the eighteen talisman masters present were not just fledgling apprentices.

The techniques and movements are almost the same.

"So fast."

someone shouted.

Others only drew one-third of the drawing, but Ji Yuan's first talisman was already completed.

"This is the second one."

"What's going on with those people in the audience? They draw so slowly."

By the time the first talisman of the talisman masters in the audience was completed, Ji Yuan's third rescue talisman had already been completed.

"The third one?"

The two talisman masters at the next table looked at each other and could see the pressure in each other's eyes.

"Is it that fast?"

"Don't be afraid. Drawing talismans takes a lot of energy. Although Ji Yuan is young and energetic, how long can he maintain this state?"

"This talisman competition lasts for ten days."

Eighteen people don't panic, just wait and see whether one person has enough energy or the eighteen of us have enough energy.

Three hours have passed since this painting.

Onlookers were watching around, coming and going.

Drawing talismans is far inferior to fighting martial arts. It is boring and boring. It is just writing and drawing.

Even the gang leaders sitting upstairs came and went in several groups.

"How much?"

a newcomer asked.

"Master Ji, there are already sixty rescue talismans here."

"The talisman masters below each have eighteen or nineteen. The total number is already three hundred and thirty. The difference is five to six times."

"This Master Ji is really amazing."

"One man is worth three."

"But his opponents are not three, but eighteen~"

Everyone felt pity and a bit boring.

Because the outcome has been decided here.

The further we delay, the better it will be for the eighteen people.

"It's slowing down."

At the fourth hour, the number of talisman masters in the audience had dropped sharply from six or seven talismans per hour to four or even three.

"Look at the older ones, their faces are all pale." Several children shouted while riding on their father's shoulders.

But then he was slapped by his old father.

"Don't talk nonsense, or you may get into trouble."

"Where is Ji Yuan?" Father asked again.

The child stood directly on his father's shoulder, "Ji Yuan... his face is still red, and he looks a little hot, so he took off his cotton-padded clothes."

"Are you excited to write?"

The father was stunned and said, "My dear, is this the martial artist?"

"Boy, you must study martial arts carefully with Master Zhang in the future and learn a lot of kung fu. You don't have to be afraid wherever you go in the future."

"I know." The child was a little impatient.

The sound of shock around them made the talisman masters in the audience grit their teeth and continue to draw talismans at a faster speed.

The sixth hour.

Just hear a pop.

An older talisman master collapsed on the ground, foaming at the mouth.

"Come doctor, doctor!"

The warm-hearted people roared and summoned the doctor.

Like dominoes, the first, second, and third talisman masters fell one after another.

The seventh hour.

Of the original eighteen talisman masters, only fourteen were left drawn by Ji Yuan.

And the spectators watching the excitement around them also swarmed in as each Talisman Master fell down.

"Is this Ji Yuan a god?"

"Is there nothing wrong?"

"Mom, another one fell, another one fell!" A child clapped his hands and then received a slap on the butt. "No, we can't follow him."

A young talisman master roared and crumpled a scrapped talisman into a ball.

"Everyone, please rest, it's still a long time."

"He will definitely not be able to catch up with us on his own, but if someone else falls, then there's no telling."

"Yes, let's take a rest."

All the talisman masters seemed to be pulled back from the gate of hell.

The breath he held was instantly relieved.

After seven hours, the talisman they drew in the next two hours could only form one talisman.

A lot of spiritual blood was spent.

Moreover, the original speed of six talismans per hour has become two per hour, and there is only one good talisman.

The consumption is really too huge.

puff.

As soon as he relaxed, he poured another one.

The remaining thirteen people's faces darkened, "rest, take your time."

They didn't dare to follow anymore and started to sit down and rest.

"Master Ji, how do you feel now?"

Wei Ajie took the stage at the right time to interview Ji Yuan.

I want to have some interaction and increase my popularity.

Otherwise, it would be really boring to keep drawing symbols.

Ji Yuan glanced at the latter and said, "My hands are a little sore."

He said, shaking his sore wrist.

"It took me seven hours to paint, but my hands are just a little sore?!"

puff.

Another person in the audience fell down in response, his neck tilted, and he didn't know whether to live or die.

"Someone come quickly!"

There was another burst of busy work below.

And Wei Ajie on the stage looked at Ji Yuan with shock on his face.

He has also seen the world in the county.

His family is engaged in this kind of business, and he has seen all kinds of talisman masters who draw talismans for rescuing suffering.

Draw fast, draw well, draw wonderfully, and draw uniquely.

But I can paint so fast, last so long, and be full of energy...

This was the first time I met Wei Ajie.

Looking at Ji Yuan's appearance, it would be fine if I painted him for another seven hours.

Ji Yuan stood up and looked at the people in the audience. He looked again at the already dark sky.

The audience was reduced by 70% to 80%.

"Since everyone has taken a break, let me take a break too."

"Here comes the food."

Ji Yuan greeted the audience.

Wei Ajie helped prepare the meals.

When buckets of food arrived, Ji Yuan began to eat with open belly.

Stewed with pork, chicken, cabbage, carrots and pork, served with white rice.

Ji Yuan opened his belly and began to eat as much as he wanted.

Several people upstairs became more energetic, "From Ji Yuan's appetite, we can see his martial arts level."

"This bucket of vegetables, plus rice, must weigh three to four kilograms."

One barrel, two barrels...

After finishing the third bucket, Ji Yuan burped loudly.

"It's so delicious."

"Isn't this person a blood warrior?"

"No, if he is really a blood warrior, when he walks past you, you can hear the sound of the surge of blood in his body."

"Martial arts is called the sound of rushing water. It is a unique sound that can only be made when one reaches the Blood Brave Realm and when the qi and blood are extremely strong and smooth."

The two spoke loudly.

Let Ji Yuan, who is not far away, hear it. Is this what the old man in the backyard calls the torrent in the torrent of fire clothes?

He thought, recalling what the old man in the backyard told him.

After resting for a quarter of an hour.

He started punching on the spot.

"what?!"

This scene immediately made everyone around look dumbfounded.

Even a layman who doesn't know anything can see that drawing symbols is very energy-consuming.

But this Ji Yuan spent seven hours drawing the rescue talisman at three times the speed of those talisman masters. In the end, he collapsed from exhaustion for six hours. How could he still box?

"Is that human being?"

I punched for an hour.

Ji Yuan gave himself a soothing spell, and then fell asleep on the floor on the quilt prepared by Wei Ajie.

Early the next morning.

Someone from the past came over and looked at the talisman masters who were still sleeping soundly.

Then he looked at Ji Yuan in the stands, who had already begun to box against the rising sun.

Someone asked, "How many talismans are there now?"

"Ji Yuan, one hundred and four, versus five hundred and two."

"Huh? Only three times worse?"

"More than that, the Talisman Master has already folded six pieces." A lean night owl stayed here all day and night, watching the entire process.

At this moment, he began to tell the people who came after him about yesterday's events in an exaggerated manner.

The talisman masters in the audience were gradually awakened by the increasingly lively sounds.

The young talisman master who called for a halt yesterday looked towards the high arena with hazy eyes.

bang bang...

The sound of punches was full and fast, and the people on the stage shone brightly under the warm sun.

"He's boxing?!"

The tone of the young Talisman Master's voice changed, becoming sharp and dry.

"It's been a while."

There are spectators behind him.

The young Talisman Master's face became paler and paler, finally turning from white to red, and his hands were trembling a little.

"Let's do it!"

It was as if he was instantly given a shot of blood, sweeping away yesterday's fatigue.

He called his companions up and started drawing talismans again as if he was ready to die.

"I don't believe it anymore!"

The next day, it was seven hours again.

The total number of twelve talisman masters totaled 317, which was actually even more efficient than yesterday.

The disadvantage is that two more fell down.

There are only ten talisman masters left.

The young talisman master seemed to have become the leader of the ten people.

On the other hand, look at Ji Yuan.

Just like the first day, it was an unbeatable one hundred and forty.

……

Day three.

"Brothers, hold on a little longer! I feel like Ji Yuan can't hold it anymore."

The young Talisman Master roared and started a new day.

"How are the nine protectors today?" a man asked with a smile.

I don't know who passed it on, but the eighteen people surrounding the ring were called Ji Yuan's protectors, the eighteen protectors who resisted the 'evil heretics'.

Ji Yuan, on the other hand, suddenly transformed into General Fu Lu.

On the third day, only nine people were left 'dead or wounded'.

"Xuan, on the third day the Eighteen Arhats accumulated, two hundred pieces."

"General, it's still one hundred and four."

……

Fourth day.

"If you don't steam the steamed buns, you'll lose your reputation!"

The Great Protector Song Wulang propped up his body and looked firmly at Ji Yuan who was standing on the ring and boxing.

……

Day .

The Sun Also Rises.

The Eighteen Guardians have returned to eight. Several Guardians have fallen, but some of the old ones seem to have returned with full health. However, the speed of the Ten Guardians has decreased instead of increasing. They only have one hundred and thirty cards per day, only ten less than Ji Yuan. .

And Song Wulang, who was 'conferred' as the Dharma Protector King, is still insisting!

in the afternoon.

The crowds came in droves.

This time there were many more people than there were on the opening day of the Fuwu Double Competition.

Because the martial arts competition started as scheduled.

Also because of the foreshadowing of the Fu Lei in the previous five days, everyone was looking forward to seeing what other magical powers Ji Yuan had.

And Ji Yuan.

Still drawing symbols.

The opening of Wu Lei does not mean the end of Fu Lei.

Double challenge, start at the same time.

On the top of the building, all the gang leaders suddenly stood up.

In front of them, there was an inspection military attache wearing a ninth-grade green robe with seahorse pattern.

The pinnacle of martial arts in Blackstone County, Hu Cheng.

"I, the leader of the Willow Leaf Gang, have met Mr. Hu."

"I'm with the Red Stick Gang..."

"Under..."

Everyone was respectful and bowed lower than the other.

"No need to make a fuss."

Hu Cheng waved his hand without even looking at the crowd.

But everyone thought it was normal, and this was the leader of martial arts.

On the stage, there are also challengers who happen to be on stage.

"I am the master of the Sixth Alley of the Rolling Stone Gang, and I am here to ask for advice."

A man climbed directly onto the high platform and cupped his fists towards Ji Yuan who was drawing the talisman.

"Master Ji, it's time to pack up your documents."

The man looked at Ji Yuan who was still engrossed in writing and said patiently.

He knew that he definitely couldn't win.

He was just a pawn, just here to test the waters, and by the way, he used his Rolling Stones name to let everyone present know, and that was enough.

Ji Yuan did not look up.

"You've already lost."

The man frowned, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face, "Although I know that I am not as strong as Master Ji."

"Master Ji Ke wants to say that he has defeated me with just one mouth, but I'm afraid it won't work."

There was also a burst of sparse laughter from the audience.

"I told you, I'm not good at words."

Ji Yuan still didn't look up.

"Turn around."

The man turned around obediently, and he was suddenly startled.

Behind his head, a wolf needle was hovering there at some point.

It was only a few seconds away from piercing his head.

"Master Ji, what...what method is this?" The man suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Immortal magic."

Ji Yuan said half-jokingly.

Use force to defeat the Talisman Master.

Use the immortal method to suppress the martial arts.

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