The Journey of the Sand Sculpture Spirit Master

Chapter 144 Ancient music is not gentle

Gu Le's voice doesn't seem to be able to attract the attention of "Flash Yao Lao". Like a bodyguard.

Seeing this, Gu Le probably recalled that his guardian spirit was mutated because he absorbed the soul power of Yao Lao and Voldemort successively.

Or another possibility is that he didn't have a guardian spirit in the first place, but after absorbing the soul power of Yao Lao and Voldemort, both consciousnesses were annihilated, and most of the soul power was transformed into the power of his own divine sense, while the other part It was transformed into its own guardian spirit.

The "flashing Yao Lao" in front of him is not pure Yao Lao, he just has the face of Yao Lao, but his clothes and body parts are similar to the Voldemort in his impression, just an albino version of Voldemort.

Gu Le wanted to try to get in touch with this "flash medicine old man", after all, it was his guardian spirit, and he might be able to develop other functions in the future.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and felt that he had touched a ball of warm air. Apart from the temperature, there was no other feeling. It was only when he touched it with his divine sense that he could feel the "flash medicine old" form.

Due to the limited time for the guardian spirit to come out, after repelling Uncle Liu Kunsheng, the flash medicine came out for a full minute, and soon turned into scattered starlight on its own and merged into his heart again.

The flash medicine faded, and Gu Le returned to the scene and looked at the scene, and saw that the people around him seemed to be seeing the shocking demon king, showing a look of horror. Deng Youfu himself had rolled his eyes and lost consciousness. There is an astonishing amount of black energy in it.

"Big brother! Uncle Kunsheng!" A short-cut man in a black vest shouted angrily in the auditorium. Jump down and come to the arena.

"Deng Youcai, don't worry. Your elder brother Deng Youfu is fine, he just fainted, and your family spirit of the Deng family is also fine, but you have been injured and lost a lot of qi in this battle, so you need to work hard to offer incense It's gone." At this moment, the old heavenly master who didn't know when he came to the scene suddenly said loudly, and the sound was like a bell, and it spread throughout the venue.

Seeing the old celestial master present, everyone's eyes immediately focused on the old man.

Deng Youcai was taken aback when he heard the words, and later he heard Liu Kunsheng's slightly weak answer, and then he was completely relieved, took a deep breath, cupped his hands and said: "Oh my god, it's only offending you down here. Please excuse me."

"It's okay, it's normal for you to care about your family." The old master smiled peacefully, and then looked at the referee, Daoist Ji Yun.

Daoist Ji Yun immediately understood, and hastily announced loudly that Gu Le had won.

After the victory was announced, Deng Youcai was liberated. He came to the arena and resisted the unconscious Deng Youfu. Before leaving, he glanced at Gu Le and threatened, "You are very powerful. You are welcome to visit me in Northeast China in the future."

After that, he hurriedly left.

The old celestial master stood on a high place, looking deeply at Gu Le.

Gu Le's series of moves that made everyone present tremble with fear reminded him of an old friend who was about to visit Middle Earth.

"So you know the magic of Western aliens?" The old master's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself, "But...how did he do it? There is a certain conflict between Eastern Qi and Western magic. How did he do it? Can you practice both and reach this level at the same time?"

The old master turned and left, muttering: "Perhaps, we will not know all this until Isaac comes."

After the competition between Gu Le and Deng Youfu, the match between Zhang Lingyu and Feng Xingtong followed.

Feng Xingtong lost without any accidents. The chances of winning were not high. He was injured by Gu Le's Patronus Curse just now. When he played, his body was hollowed out. Tong himself fell first.

Off the court, Gu Le looked at Feng Xingtong who was lying on the hospital bed, met those resentful little eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Brother Le, you are poisonous." Feng Xingtong complained dissatisfied.

"Brother, don't be angry, come here, eat a few baguettes to recover." Gu Le directly put three hormone baguettes into Feng Xingtong's hands, and blinked.

Feng Xingtong glared at Gu Le, then hesitated for a moment, and still gritted his teeth and ate.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term embarrassment, shame is better than lying on the bed weak all the time.

When Feng Xingtong shrank his feet and ate the baguette, Feng Zhenghao, who was silent for a long time, suddenly said: "Xiao Le, did you use magic just now?"

"That's right." Gu Le did not deny that the magic used by the Western aliens in the one-person world was similar to the tricks, but Gu Le didn't know the difference between the magic in this world and the magic in the HP world.

After looking at Gu Le earnestly for a few seconds, Feng Zhenghao patted Gu Le on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I really have you, I never thought you would have such abilities, just your move today, even your Uncle Feng and I It’s a bit unbearable.”

Gu Le scratched his head, "Unexpectedly, it's also the first time I use this kind of trick. I don't know how much force I should use at the moment. I'm really sorry for hurting innocent people."

"Well... you have said that, so I forgive you." Feng Xingtong blushed slightly, patted his full stomach, hiccupped, looked at Gu Le and smiled, "Anyway, Master Lingyu I couldn't fight in the first place, your shadow has little to do with my winning or losing."

"How is your recovery?" Gu Le looked at Feng Xingtong with a smile, and from time to time glanced strangely at the other party who was curled up, trying to hide something.

Feng Xingtong: "...the physical strength has fully recovered, but my elves still need some time to rest."

Seeing that Feng Xingtong had also recovered, Feng Zhenghao said: "Why don't you go quickly, Shayan will play soon, let's go and see her."

Feng Xingtong: "...Dad, give me 15 minutes."

"Oh oh oh! I'm sorry, I almost forgot about it." Feng Zhenghao then remembered the side effects of the ancient music baguette, and said with a dry smile.

Fifteen minutes later, when the three went to the arena again, Feng Shayan and Jia Zhengliang had just entered.

In the arena...

When Feng Shayan learned from Jia Zhengliang that he was avenging his useless brother Jia Zhengyu, Feng Shayan didn't apologize, but said: "If you want me to apologize, then beat me."

Unexpectedly, Jia Zhengliang put one hand in his pocket and the other hand in his ear, and said with dead fish eyes indifferently: "You misunderstood. Just go back to the scene, you don't need to apologize to my big brother. My big brother, how should I put it. If he is not my big brother, I can't help but beat him a few times. "

"Hehe, it depends on whether you have the ability." Feng Shayan chuckled a few times, then threw her fist at each other.

The moves of both of them are of the type that cannot be defended against. It is almost like if I punch you and I give you a knife, neither of them hold back much.

Gu Le yelled at Feng Shayan in the audience: "Sister Sha Diao, hand punching, crazy hand punching!"

Punch?Punch by hand, right?Absolutely heard that right, right!

When everyone heard the sound, they immediately stretched their necks to take a closer look.

"Hand punching you wool! My trick is not called hand punching!" Feng Shayan heard Gu Le's loud voice from afar, and secretly gritted her teeth.

Although he was secretly cursing Gu Le, the little bitch who was looking for scolding, he felt much more relaxed.

Hand punching, the hand punching mentioned by Gu Le, should actually be read backwards, because the name of Feng Shayan's new move is actually called punching hand.

When Feng Shayan was training against Gu Le, she was inspired by Gu Le's Bajibeng, and she developed this incomplete move.

It's not perfect, because Feng Shayan is not sure if she can use it. She is not proficient in this skill, and there is only about a [-]% chance of using it each time.

Although the probability of using it is not high, it is extremely powerful, and it is one of the most lethal skills currently mastered by Feng Shayan.

The principle is simple but not simple. It is to transfer the Beng Jin through the wormhole at the moment of hitting the Beng Jin with the fist, so that the physical impact of the Beng Jin can be greatly weakened.

Sending away the intangible energy and strength is also a technique that Feng Shayan gradually comprehended after countless attempts.

Although Feng Shayan's new move is very ingenious, Gu Le still feels that it is a bit opportunistic. After all, energy is formed in your body in an instant, and the power is released in an instant. The moment you form energy, your body is actually already is being affected.

If Feng Shayan wants to go further, it is necessary to raise her physique to a higher level.

The battle with Jia Zhengliang could not last long, and Feng Shayan's body was already covered in cuts and bruises, with large and small cuts all over her body.

Jia Zhengliang saw such a beautiful girl in the city being "cut into pieces" by himself, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but when he saw the firmness in Feng Shayan's eyes, he also chose to hold back and continued to attack.

Finally, Feng Shayan was fed up with this stalemate and decided to try to use "Chongshou".

Mobilize the qi in the body, let the qi move with the way of expressing the strength of your fist, as if it is integrated with the flow of blood, until the moment when you feel the qi pouring into your arms solidify into two streams of energy, you suddenly move forward Hit the void.

Bang!
As if a sound exploded, Jia Zhengliang felt as if a grenade had detonated in his hand, and he flew upside down to the right, and the Immortal-Chopping Flying Knife, which he could control freely in the air, fell to the ground weakly.

"Hahaha, I'm so lucky, I actually used it." Feng Shayan smiled excitedly, her face was a little stiff and forceful, the power of the punching hand this time was the most terrifying one, and it also caused her a reaction The injury is also the strongest one.

She looked at the leather glove that had been torn open by her own strength, and barely moved her bruised fist. She couldn't bend or stretch her fingers, because all four fingers were broken except for the thumb.

Jia Zhengliang fell to the ground, unable to move. He glanced at his twisted left arm with a wry smile, sighed softly, opened one eye stained red by the blood on his head, and said, "I lost."

Feng Shayan clutched her palms and went back off the court. She first glanced at Feng Zhenghao, expecting her father to praise her.

And Feng Zhenghao did not disappoint her expectations, and said with a smile: "Shayan, you have done a good job, Jia Zhengliang is no better than Jia Zhengyu, he is the youngest No.1 in Jiajia Village, and he is the real genius of Jiajia Village .You were able to beat him, which really surprised me."

"Thank you, Dad." Feng Shayan was a little happy, then she looked at Gu Le, walked up to him, pinched one side of Gu Le's cheek with her uninjured left hand, and said through gritted teeth, "Just now I have been yelling about hand punching, hand punching It’s rushing, but also a mouthful of Sister Sand Sculpture, and a mouthful of Sister Sand Sculpture, do you want to die, kid?”

"Don't you think Sister Shadiao is more fluent?" Gu Le said with a smile, she didn't care if her face was pulled, and then took out a baguette for her, "Sister Shadiao, come and recover with the baguette."

"There's no need to be so troublesome." Looking at the 1.2-meter-long hormone baguette, Feng Shayan said hesitantly.

As a woman with a reasonable diet, the 1.2-meter-long baguette is a bit unacceptable, because she is not sure if she can eat it, and eating a [-]-centimeter baguette is enough to fill her stomach.

"Come on, come on, don't be too polite." Gu Le smiled and pushed the French stick into Feng Shayan's mouth, and the latter stared at her beautiful eyes, "Wooooah!"

Gu Le ignored the other party's complaints, now is the time for him to show his talents as a "medical stranger" of the Feng family, and the time has come for him to give his boss's family physical and humanistic care.

He picked up Feng Shayan's injured hand, looked at it carefully, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Feng Shayan was slightly stunned. Seeing the gentle appearance of the other party blowing on her wound, her heart beat a little faster, but her heart told her.

keep Calm!It's a minor!It is a crime to speak up!
She blushed slightly, and said in a nasty way: "Mmmmmm, a little bit."

Clap!

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Gu Le suddenly opened her fist that was locked tightly due to a broken bone.

"Oh!!!"

Then he made a move of "Vigorous Vajra Palm" on his open palm, and the sound of bones returning suddenly sounded.

"Uh……"

Feng Shayan froze, her ability to think was paralyzed by the pain that suddenly rushed into her mind, and her delicate body trembled wildly. Seeing this scene, both Feng Xingtong and Feng Zhenghao and his son gasped.

Little brother, what's the matter with you?What about changing your face?Why so suddenly! ?
"Okay, it's over." Gu Le said with a smile, and casually dropped Jingui's little hand.

Feng Shayan's teary eyes stared fiercely at Gu Le.

Sure enough, the word tenderness can never belong to Gu Le, who is so popular!
(End of this chapter)