Almighty Cultivator: Second Miss Waste Chai

Chapter 274 Your fate is closely related to this old man
Yes, Meng Junjie thought, if he had the cultivation base of Tong Xuan Realm today, would these people still dare to treat him like this?
The answer is definitely not!
Meng Junjie respectfully said to Shifang, "Senior Shifang, please teach me!"

Shifang smiled happily: "Don't worry, your fate is closely related to this old man, and this old man will definitely train you with all his heart."

Well, that's right, only when the master feels proud, the life of the magic weapon will be easier, and the spirit of the magic weapon will have a better future.

Meng Junjie no longer has any doubts, and he wholeheartedly follows Shifang to practice.

The next competition was finally not so bloody, otherwise, all the participating disciples would be afraid of Meng Junjie, and they were afraid that half of their lives would be inexplicably lost as soon as they took the stage.

Han Wuji also breathed a sigh of relief, because just after that, there will be a competition between him and Meng Junjie. Now that Meng Junjie can't use the bronze mirror magic weapon, he feels that his chances of winning are a little higher.

In the eighth round of the Ten Thousand Flowers City Competition, Han Wuji, a disciple of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, faced Meng Junjie of the Zhengyang Sect.

On the ring, Han Wuji and Meng Junjie both sized up their opponents and assessed their strength.

Han Wuji smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Meng, please be merciful!"

Meng Junjie smiled lightly, a little strangely: "It's easy to say, please, friend Daoist Han!"

Han Wuji's face froze for a moment. Does this Meng Junjie really think he is great?Without the magic weapon of the bronze mirror, let's see what else he can do later!
Han Wuji's expression quickly returned to normal, and he said, "Then fellow Daoist Meng, be careful."

Although the change in his face was only for a moment, Meng Junjie felt it. It should be said that Shifang felt it.

Shifang already had a lot of opinions on the people from the Taiyi Immortal Sect, so he couldn't help saying to Meng Junjie at this time: "Do as I say later, and I won't be happy if I don't teach him a lesson!"

Meng Junjie agreed in his heart: "Okay, Senior Shifang!"

Originally, because he couldn't use the bronze mirror, he was still a little worried about the next competition, but under Shifang's guidance these days, although there was no obvious change in his cultivation, his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

Especially in terms of spells, the power was more than doubled compared to before, which made Meng Junjie regain his confidence.

The biggest gain in Wanhua City is to get a magic weapon with a weapon spirit, and this weapon spirit is extremely powerful, just based on this alone, it is more cost-effective than any calendar!

Han Wuji is a wood-attribute celestial spirit, and with a wave of his hand at this time, he cast a wood-attribute spell, and saw countless giant trees on the ring come out of thin air, smashing towards Meng Junjie like a starfish.

Meng Junjie was unequivocal, as soon as he raised his hand, an ice blade shot flew out.

The huge ice blade cut towards the giant trees in the air, cutting them into two pieces, or even three pieces and four pieces.

Han Wu was greatly surprised. He thought that the spells would dissipate each other under the impact of the two phases at most. He didn't expect that Meng Junjie's ice blade technique was so much more powerful than others, and it could cut his giant tree directly.

As soon as Han Wuji's magic spell was withdrawn, those giant trees disappeared, but countless spikes grew on the ground of the arena, and the spikes protruded from the ground one after another, growing faster and denser.

In the entire arena, except where Han Wuji was standing, the rest of the place was already overgrown, and Meng Junjie didn't even have a place to stand.

He jumped into the air, and the same huge ice blade technique swept across the ground, and the huge thorns that grew out lay on the ground, and Meng Junjie's figure just fell back to the ground at this time.

After he fell back to the ground, he immediately started to fight back. A spell of freezing thousands of miles was used, and the entire arena began to freeze. Frost spread from his feet and quickly covered the entire arena.

This process only took a few breaths of time.

The high-ranking monks in the stands all looked at each other. This Meng Junjie, in just a few days, has made a magic spell.

You know, if he had this kind of strength from the beginning, he wouldn't need to use the bronze mirror to injure others to win.

Seeing the frost all over the place, Han Wuji was unambiguous, and immediately used a trick to rejuvenate the earth.

Countless green grasses broke through the ice, dancing and dancing on the snow-white frost, and those frosts were directly eliminated in the lush greenery.

Moreover, mixed with the magic of spring back to the earth, Han Wuji also used the green vines technique. Countless vines emerged from the ground beside Meng Junjie's feet, wrapped around his feet and began to grow wildly, covering his whole body in one fell swoop. .

It was like a strong rope bound him tightly, making him unable to move at all.

When the green vines were full, it was too late for Meng Junjie to resist, and he could only watch helplessly as the green vines tied him tightly into a rice dumpling.

Han Wu was greatly surprised that Meng Junjie could be trapped by the simple ivy technique. He never thought that he could defeat Meng Junjie so easily.

Under such psychological effects, Han Wuji did not approach Meng Junjie just to be on the safe side, but sent out a wave of spiritual power, intending to knock Meng Junjie off the ring directly.

Seeing that he wasn't fooled, Shi Fang cursed inwardly angrily: You bastard!The old man really wanted to crush him to death!

Of course, it's useless for him to be angry, he is now a weapon spirit, and he can only use this bronze mirror to shelter himself, and cannot come out at will. If the bronze mirror is not used as a medium, he will have no power at all.

Seeing that he was about to be knocked out of the ring by Han Wuji's strength, Meng Junjie naturally couldn't pretend anymore at this time.

He struggled hard, and suddenly a force burst out from his figure in mid-air, breaking the ivy inch by inch. Meng Junjie had turned over beautifully and landed on the ring again.

As soon as he stood firm, he immediately hit Han Wuji with a spell, and Han Wuji quickly dodged.

From this moment on, the situation in the arena was completely reversed, and Meng Junjie was attacking while Han Wuji was dodging non-stop.

Meng Junjie's attacks were fast and intensive, and Han Wuji almost felt like he was running wildly. Several times he almost rushed out of the ring. Fortunately, he came so fast that he didn't fall off.

Only high-ranking monks know that Han Wuji's seemingly chaotic running is actually arranging positions on the ring.

With the cover of running away, Han Wuji finally completed a trap formation on the ring, and with the completion of the last formation, Han Wuji stopped running and waited for Meng Junjie on the spot.

Han Wuji was naturally interested in formations. With good talent, hard work, and the guidance of famous teachers, Han Wuji's formation skills were among the top among monks of the same cultivation level.

Especially after he lost to Qin Mingyue at the Taiyi Immortal Sect last time, he studied hard for a long time, so he is very confident about this difficult formation.

Not to mention the pulse-washing monks, even if ordinary monks from the Linghu realm walked in, they would not even think about going out for a while.

Han Wuji looked at Meng Junjie with a smile: "Friend Daoist Meng, admit defeat."

(End of this chapter)