Ten Realms Cultivation of Gods

"Haha, you are bound to lose! Hahaha."

The small-eyed young man burst into laughter when he saw that Yuan Qi had put the ground on the ground to stand where he was, and let his own Xuanbing palm hit him.

Others don't know, but he is very clear about this mysterious ice palm, the key of this mysterious ice palm is no longer the power of the palm, but the coldness entering the body.That is to say, if you slap the opponent with this palm, the opponent may not be knocked into the air, but the cold air from the palm will be blown into the body. At that time, the body will be as if poisoned, and will not be able to exert any power.

The small-eyed young man is thinking about his wishful thinking, and he is doing it beautifully.I thought that the other party would immediately admit defeat, but unexpectedly, a warm current came from his hand, which directly dissolved his cold air. The warm air intersected with the cold air, emitting puffs of smoke. This smoke enveloped the two of them, making everyone in the stands It was as if the two of them were going to disappear in the thick fog.

The mist finally disappeared completely, looking at Yuan Qi again, nothing happened, but the small-eyed young man stared at his eyes, put away his two paws, and stared blankly at the palm that was no different from usual, his face The look is wonderful.

After a while—"No——, the Xuanbing Qi that I have worked so hard to cultivate for three years has been dissolved, you give me back my Xuanbing Qi, you give me back, oh my god, what should I do ?”

The small-eyed young man couldn't accept the facts in front of him, sobbed loudly on the stage, and pushed and pushed Yuan Qi like a woman, watching the crowd in the stands bewildered, and Yuan Qi was at a loss for what to do.

A red-faced old man flew onto the ring, grabbed the small-eyed young man with a dark and green face, and angrily said:

"That's enough, it's not too embarrassing! You have completely embarrassed me!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and glared at Yuan Qi, stretched his body, and flew back to the stands.

"It turned out to be Tianyang Patriarch of Liuyang Palace in Yulin Kingdom. Could this boy be one of his proud disciples, Huafeng who is known as the 'Second Young Master Xuanbing' in the world?"

"Hua Mu, the second young master of Xuanbing, unexpectedly didn't come. Otherwise, it is possible for the two to join hands and compete with the world's masters."

"You said these things are just for nothing, didn't you look at that kid Yuan Qi, did you break the opponent's Xuanbing palm without even making a move? If you say that, isn't Yuan Qi a first-class master?"

Several people were arguing endlessly together, Patriarch Tianyang's originally ruddy face became even redder now.

People from other major sects can basically see that this Yuan Qi is obviously not an ordinary person, and these days there has been a lot of rumors about his god-like abilities, it can be said that there is really no falsehood.

At this time, Sha Zuqiu and Lan Yichen finally believed what Young Mistress Baihua had said, that Yuan Qi had long been born out of blue and was better than blue, and both of them showed horror in their eyes.They were secretly thinking, if they fought against each other, what chance would they have of winning?

Of course, their idea may come true soon, because Yuan Qi at this time is already equivalent to No. 1 in the second-level group arena, so he can challenge the ten players in the first-level group arena.

However, before that, the ten players in the first-level arena have to decide who is the best.

At this time, the referee next to the first-level ring was about to announce the names of the contestants.A figure "whoosh" appeared on the ring, dressed in white, holding a feather fan, it was Yu Mochen, he smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said:

"Yu is not talented, and I would like to compete with nine masters, and I will not hesitate to teach you!"

"Hmph! I can't wait for it!"

A shock came like thunder.Then, there was a storm, and a thick-bearded, long-bearded, stout man stood opposite Yu Mochen. It turned out to be Li Tianmo, the owner of the Cow Slaughtering Palace of Tiansha Kingdom.

"Hehe, to deal with you, Yu can be like little brother Yuan Qi, you don't need to use your hands!"

Yu Mochen swung the feather fan away with a sound, and the soft wind blew up her flowing hair, and said with a soft smile.Seeing him standing there casually, it seemed that he didn't take the other party seriously at all.

When Yuan Qi heard "little brother Yuan Qi" appear in his words, he was speechless for a while, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

"Bold lunatic, how dare you despise me like this! Wait for someone to learn your brilliant moves, and see my mighty tiger roaring dragon chant kung fu."

As soon as the words were finished, Li Tianmo's whole body was filled with airflow, and the whole robe rose up without any wind, bulging and swaying, and then his arms drew a big circle, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in airflow, whistling.Then look at his arms flashing a wave of air, making a crackling sound.

As soon as he made a move, he used Tiger Roaring and Dragon Chanting to the extreme. Obviously, he also knew that Yu Mochen was not easy to deal with, so he also wanted to give the opponent some color as soon as he made a move.

A moment later, Li Tianmo rushed forward like a vicious tiger, his big hands entrained with air flow were like iron pincers and tiger claws, braving traces of visible light, a wave of tangible air shook the surrounding air.Looking at his charging posture, he wiped out a deep depression in the arena, one can imagine the strength.

However, contrary to his violent wind, Yu Mochen stood motionless, unmoved by lightning, kept shaking the fan in his hand, swayed his body, and even smiled slightly at the place where Yuan Qi was in the stands.

This behavior made Yuan Qi even more puzzled.

"Where are you looking, boy, die!"

Li Tianmo was furious, and the tiger claw rushed towards him like a dragon.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Li Tianmo retreated more than ten steps in a row, and he reached the outside of the arena without noticing. Seeing that Xuankong was about to fall outside the arena with an indecent posture, he was shocked, an iron bridge, Unbelievably, the body bowed upwards.It bounced up with a whoosh, and fell dangerously back to the edge of the ring.

Looking at Yu Mochen again, he didn't even move, but there was a faint white light shining all over his body.

"Hey! I didn't expect that you haven't fallen yet. If that's the case, I'd better give you a hand!"

After Yu Mochen sighed softly, like a ghost, a faint white light came up in front of Li Tianmo in an instant, and with a single finger, he pressed down on Li Tianmo as if he had the strength of a thousand catties.

Li Tianmo was so frightened that he didn't even have the strength to resist, so he fell to the outside of the field with a slap, bringing up a cloud of plowing wolf smoke.

"Rain ink dust wins, wins."

The referee stuttered and announced in a low voice, then ran to Li Tianmo, gently lifted him up, and kept patting the dust on his body.

"Hehe, who else is coming?"

Yu Mochen didn't care about Li Tianmo, walked slowly to the middle of the ring, said softly, and glanced vaguely at the place where "Hundred Flowers Young Mistress" was.

"Bao Puzi, a poor Taoist, come to learn from Your Excellency."

A round old man's voice came, and a black shadow flashed in the air and landed on the ring. It turned out to be a Taoist priest with a whisk in his hand.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Baopuzi, speaking of it, you and I are also part of the same family. Why don't you take the initiative to admit defeat, otherwise wouldn't it hurt the harmony of our family?"

"Nonsense, when will Poor Dao have a relative like you, stop talking nonsense and accept the trick!"

With a wave of Baopuzi's fly whisk, a surge of energy came in a flash.

"Hehe, how dare you compete with the sun and the moon?!"

Yu Mochen circled his hands, and a circular arc appeared, like a sponge absorbing water, absorbing that energy, followed by another circular arc, sending it forward, and it reached the top of Baopuzi's head.The circular arc fell gently, but it caught the old Taoist and couldn't move anymore.

The arc of light flashed, and a ring appeared.

"The magic weapon?"

The old man cried out in surprise, and said something suspiciously.

"Oh? You actually recognize the magic weapon?"

"My teacher once left a book "Shenxianzhi", which mentioned that there are people who cultivate immortals and gods in the world. There are also some such magic tools mentioned in it, but they have never seen it with their own eyes, and they dare not lie. Could it be that this is really a magic weapon? Then are you—a god?"

Baopuzi murmured, and finally looked at the man in white in surprise, his face became uncertain.

However, what he said was extremely careful, and his voice was not loud, so no one outside the ring could hear him.

"Yu said earlier that we are a family! People who practice Taoism, alchemy and evangelism, don't they also want to become monks and have the ability to call wind and rain?"

Yu Mochen didn't open his mouth to say this, but transmitted the sound to the old Taoist's ear.

"Ah! Then you are really an immortal? Xiaodao has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai, so I ask the immortal master to forgive me."

Baopuzi lowered his voice and said in shock, with a hint of ecstasy in his tone.He even put on his own iron ring regardless, ran to Yu Mochen, and paid homage to Yu Mochen.

His action stunned everyone in the stands, they couldn't figure out how this well-known Baopuzi Taoist priest would behave in such a way.

However, the only one who wasn't surprised was Yuan Qi. Relying on his hearing which was far superior to ordinary people, he had heard the conversation between the two on the ring long ago, and couldn't help but feel a slight movement in his heart.He finally understood why Yu Mochen paid extra attention to him and Tao Yan'er. He must have noticed that they have a strong root!

At this time on the stage, Yu Mochen smiled slightly, and said softly to Baopuzi:

"Fellow Daoist Baopuzi, there's no need to be like this. Yumou is far from the realm of the gods. With my current state, I can only be regarded as a small cultivator."

"Little monk?"

Baopuzi was a little confused, he didn't understand how monks divided realms.

"Fellow daoists are not qualified enough, and they don't have the root of cultivation. It is impossible to cultivate. However, you and I are destined to meet today. I have a bottle of elixir, which can prolong life. I will give it to you. It can be regarded as a family." A little bit of human friendship, if you keep it, just pretend not to know it for the time being, admit defeat and retreat!"

After Yu Mochen finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, he took back the iron ring on the old Taoist body, and took out a bottle of elixir to give to the other party.

Although Baopuzi heard that he didn't have the aptitude for cultivation, he was very happy when he got a bottle of life-prolonging elixir. After taking it, he admitted defeat to everyone in the stands, and then floated away from the ring.

At this time, the people around were really confused by the two people's performance on stage, and they didn't know what kind of medicine the two people were selling in their gourds.

However, even so, another person shouted recklessly and flew onto the stage.