Jagged God

Hearing Liu Xia's answer, the huge hall was instantly quiet.

The Liu Xia in front of them was thin, with ragged clothes and bloodshot eyes, but his rebellious expression was full of unyielding and stubbornness.

That, Liu Xia, the once all-powerful head teacher disciple, now seems to have returned with Ling Xiao's aura.

Immediately there was a whisper in the hall, the elders, deacons, and those young disciples, everyone was talking about this super monster standing in front of them.

"Master, does this Liu Xia have a chance of winning against the elders of discipline?"

"Hmph, I really don't know how the sky is high and the earth is thick, let's see how he ends up."

"I can't see it. When I played against Zhang Mingyue just now, who would have expected him to win?"

"That's right, this kid is full of weirdness, otherwise Elder Ling Yun would not have insisted on being elected as the head teacher against all opinions back then, and even at the end of his life, he would have made him the head teacher."

"Everyone, I think Liu Xia has been injured. Elder Discipline is also taking advantage of others?"

For a while, there was everything in the hall, but careful people will find that some people have already started to fall for Liu Xia.

After all, these elders and deacons all have to plan for the future, and Liu Xia's talent and cultivation today have exploded, so they have to reconsider their standing in line.

Although Yuan Tianfei is the head teacher, but his name is not right, his words are not right, Liu Xia is a useless person, but who would dare to underestimate Liu Xia now?

What's more, with the backing of that immortal Tian Yuan, who would dare to underestimate him?

The elders of the precepts and the elders of Chuangong felt a little embarrassed when they heard your gossip.

But when they turned their heads and saw Yuan Tianfei's ashen face, they glanced at each other, and the elder discipline said in a deep voice:

"Liu Xia, the elder heard me right? Do you really dare to compete with me?"

"Of course, why don't you dare?" Liu Xia sneered leisurely with his hands behind his back, "What's the matter? The elders of the Tangtang Discipline Hall have trouble hearing? Didn't you hear what I just said clearly?"

"You...! Okay, Liu Xia, I want to show you how capable you really are!"

"Please enlighten me, Elder Fu!" Liu Xia shouted without even looking at him.

"So domineering."

"This kid is not simple. He must have a trump card, otherwise he would never be so rampant."

"If the precept elder loses today, it will look good now."

There was another round of discussions all around, and the Elder Discipline who heard it blushed, took a step forward and said, "Please!"

At this moment, Liu Xia calmly stood in front of the elder discipline.

The precept elder's real name was Fu Tianlei, and he had always had a bad relationship with Liu Xia.

And three years ago, he stepped into a martial arts teacher. Although his cultivation level was not outstanding in Jianyun Sect, he was able to hold the position of Discipline Elder only because of his master's recommendation.

However, he himself is Yuan Tianfei's best friend, and it is only natural for him to suppress Liu Xia for Yuan Tianfei today.

It's just that Liu Xia at this moment dare not be careless anymore.

For a martial artist, the skin of the body is calcined by spiritual power, and the skin forms a thin film, called the spiritual membrane.

This layer of spiritual membrane is extremely strong and can withstand fatal blows from martial artists of the same level.

His martial arts strength is boundless, one can imagine how strong he is.

If Liu Xia has an eighth-level spirit, he may have the power to fight.

However, judging from Liu Xia's current cultivation base, there is indeed no magic.

Moreover, the spiritual membrane is secondary, what is even more terrible is the leakage of the martial artist's spiritual power, forming an aura.

The aura lingers around him, he is invincible in attack and impenetrable in defense.

Liu Xia carries the spirit of the seventh level, and still focuses on spiritual cultivation, and his body is weak. Even if he is a spiritual master, if he meets a martial artist, if there is no foreign aid, most of them will avoid it and not fight.

Everyone looked at it anyway, Liu Xia didn't have a [-]% chance of winning.

"You're looking for your own death."

"Isn't it? If it doesn't work out for a while, Liu Xia's body will have to be collected."

"Yeah, fighting against a martial artist with a seventh-level spirit, I really don't know whether to live or die."

"Who said Liu Xia will definitely lose? Maybe he will bring us more miracles today."

At the moment, the surrounding discussions became louder.

Tian Yuan was a little uneasy. In the past, he had already stepped forward to stop this contest of disparity in strength.

But today, he was almost shocked by Liu Xia's strength, so he wanted to see how much Liu Xia weighed.

Yuan Tianfei caressed the extremely smooth handrails that had been touched by the past generations of teachers, and he was slightly relieved.

He was worried that Tian Yuan would come forward to stop it, and now it seemed that Liu Xia was bound to die, he just had to pretend to be angry for a while, and accuse Fu Tianlei a few words.

Who would quarrel over a dead man?

"call"

A whirlwind blew past Fu Tianlei's feet, and the ground under his feet instantly shattered.

A cloud of dust suddenly spread towards the surroundings.

Fu Tianlei's aura is almost fully opened.

"Liu Xia, this elder will meet you well today!"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Tianlei moved suddenly.

The whole person, like a thunderbolt, whipped up a storm and slammed towards Liu Xia's chest fiercely.

Before anyone arrived, the strong air wave forced Liu Xia to take two steps back.

In the blink of an eye, the distance of more than ten meters came in an instant.

The strong fist wind is like a rage.

The aura all around his body blasted towards Liu Xia first.

At the moment, everyone on the field held their breath.

In the face of enemies with great disparity in strength, the winner will be known in one round.

Whether Liu Xia can survive depends on whether he can resist this trick!

"Ahhhhh!!"

Suddenly, Liu Xia, who was forced to keep retreating by the strong air wave, raised his head to the sky and screamed.

All the spiritual power in the body was fully stimulated.

Life and death, all at the last moment.

"Smash the magic seal!!"

Accompanied by the dancing of purple handprints, a burst of purple flames surrounded Liu Xia.

"bump"

There was a muffled sound and a sudden explosion.

The purple arrogance fell on the air wave, and immediately caused a ripple at the place where the two confronted each other.

Although Fu Tianlei had prepared in his heart, he really did not expect that Liu Xia Zhanran would still have spiritual power to release the magic seal after using the dragon seal.

He was dumbfounded at the moment, and was shocked by the huge power.

Let Fu Tianlei stop at a place less than one meter away from Liu Xia.

At this moment, Liu Xia broke out.

"Dragon Seal!!"

"Boom"

With a sound, Liu Xia's handprint landed on Fu Tianlei's aura.

"Boom"

Another dragon seal fell on Fu Tianlei's aura.

"Boom boom boom"

With four consecutive beeps, the four dragon seals attacked one after another, just like a river breaking an embankment, the sky and earth collapsing, as fast as thunder, standing in the wilderness.

Piercing Cloud Seal, smart and tricky.

Swing the magic seal, open and close, and fight hard.

And this dragon seal is a sharp weapon designed to break the enemy's defense.

Under the pressure of this huge force, Fu Tianlei retreated one after another.

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