The ninth wonder of one person

Chapter 130 Preliminary Fight
"Hey, this villain is quite interesting." Seeing the clay figurine who seemed to have an independent life and will, Jiang Xin immediately became interested.

The right hand clenched tightly, the muscles tensed, and under the blessing of Qi, Jiang Xin began to pull the Qi rope with the greatest strength.

Snapped-

After a unique soft sound, the qi ropes of different colors broke and disappeared in an instant. Immediately afterwards, two arms flew out from Lin Zili on Jiang Xin's right and landed in front of Jiang Xin.

Jiang Xin:? ? ?
"Broken?" Sweeping the mud on the ground, Jiang Xin moved her hands and feet, and broke free from all the restraints in a short while, but only the first one had her arm torn off.

Regardless of these strange clay figurines, Jiang Xin picked up her arm on the ground and looked at it.

The distribution of joints and muscle lines is perfect, just like a scaled human arm, and at the fracture, the plant fibers of different thicknesses are like meridians, bones and blood vessels, and their positions can roughly correspond to the human body .

Looking at the grass and wood fibers with some heads exposed and the torn fractured plane, Jiang Xin also understood where the voice just now came from.

Only in this way, he became more and more interested in these clay sculptures.

Generally, folk kneading clay figurines use grass and wood fibers, but most of the purpose is to prevent the mud from falling off, and it doesn't matter where the grass and wood fibers are.

Unlike the clay figurine in Jiang Xin's hand, not only the fibers on the arms are in the right position, but even the fibers on the finger joints are in the right position, which is really unbelievable.

This gives people the feeling that these clay sculptors are not making clay figurines, but imitating the legend of the ancient Nuwa, making fresh human lives with water and clay.

But clay is clay after all, no matter how resembling it is made, he can only call it a clay sculpture.

Jiang Xin hadn't had time to use Zi Huo to completely eliminate those little clay figurines, but Yang Gang's side had achieved results again.

Different from the little clay figurines in the arena who didn't hurt or itch, the clay figurine in Yang Gang's hand was two or three palm-sized and shouldn't be regarded as cannon fodder.

Looking at the clay figurine in front of him who already had such a trace of charm, Yang Gang thought for a while: "You don't deserve the name Sun Dasheng, so I might as well call you a hozen."

Chirp—

The monkey scratched his head with the stone stick that Yang Gang made for him, bared his mouth and showed his fangs, apparently very dissatisfied with the name.

But Yang Gang obviously didn't care about these things. He looked at Jiang Xin who was already rushing towards him, and pointed at him: "Hozen, go! Hit him!"

Haw Haw!
Hozen stomped his feet, led a stone stick and rushed out at a speed that didn't fit its figure. With a whoosh, the dancing stone stick with a flash of red qi light greeted Jiang Xin's calf directly.

"Ok?"

The red qi light was so conspicuous, Jiang Xin could see it clearly, and picked up the golden boy that came with the snap of fingers, and the mud monkey about eight or nine inches in size appeared in his eyes. Qi light is bright.

And when Jiang Xinyun began to observe the method, he could clearly see three generations of thin lines spreading from the upper, middle and lower dantian parts of the mud monkey, which were connected to Yang Gang far behind.

Obviously, unlike the previous clay figurines, all the consumption of this little thing is provided by Yang Gang, and it may be a high-level thing that can be manipulated by humans.

But Jiang Xin was not afraid at this level alone, and released and concentrated the soul of life. In just a moment, a small soul of life with a dark body and about the same size as the mud monkey stood in front of the mud monkey.

As for Jiang Xin, she jumped out in one step and found Yang Gang again.

"Boy, do you think I'm easy to bully?" Yang Gang chuckled, the Buddha statue on his chest flashed past, and a golden qi light instantly appeared on his body, and he hit him with one palm, directly forcing Jiang Xin back again.

hiss-

Rubbing his numb palms, the expression on Jiang Xin's face changed, and he could see that there was something wrong with Yang Gang's forehead at this time: "You Buddha sculpture, why is it more excessive than the magic weapons I saw outside? .”

"Hehe, those refiners are willing to spend so much time on magic weapons." Yang Gang smiled.

"I started sculpting this Buddha sculpture when I was sensible and learning the art. After five years of sculpture and five years of sculpture, it took decades to cultivate it with all my energy and spirit. There are a few of those refiners who can do it."

"They have created an unknown number of magic weapons in their lifetime, and their energy is scattered. What qualifications do they have to compare with me, a person who focuses on this life all his life."

"What about those?" Jiang Xin pointed to a few clay sculptures in the distance: "Aren't those things also made of clay? Your energy is actually scattered."

"The little guy wants to trick me?" Yang Gang grinned: "Don't think about it, if it was so easy to be tricked by you, my company would have been gone."

"Okay." Jiang Xin nodded, her joints were activated twice, and a ball of purple fire rose instantly: "You can catch it."

"I'm waiting." Putting up his hands, Yang Gang's eyes gradually darkened, and he looked at Jiang Xin motionlessly.

The five ghosts moved!

Charged towards Yan Gang in the posture of ghost shadow walking, when stepping in the air, Jiang Xin thought, and instantly turned into a cloud of black smoke and dispersed, suddenly appeared behind Yan Gang, with the palm burning with purple flames towards the back of his heart. Pressed it.

"It's this trick again." Seeing Jiang Xin dissipating into smoke, Yang Gang was not in a hurry, stepped on his foot, stepped forward a few meters, and was out of Jiang Xin's attack range in an instant.

At the same moment, the Buddha statue on his chest flashed slightly, and a thorn suddenly appeared on Yang Gang's back. When he turned around, he saw Jiang Xin who had teleported out again, with his thumb and index finger slightly together, and "lightly" pinched towards Jiang Xin.

"What kind of trick is this? Blossom finger? Is there a finger missing?" Jiang Xin had little knowledge and couldn't see Yang Gang's way, so she simply pulled back to avoid capsizing the boat.

The next moment, Jiang Xin watched Yang Gang's light two fingers seem to pinch something, just pulled, the air seemed to have a shape, and it was pulled and twisted in an instant, until he let go of his hands. Pointing, the airflow was sharp, and a gust of wind reached Jiang Xin's ears.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Xin couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth: Forget about Fengmen Village, it's another Yang family, these families that have been passed down for a long time, do the methods in the village use such bluffing methods?
One move failed, seeing Jiang Xin stepping forward, Yang Gang did not continue to chase: "Why, are you afraid?"

"You have been cultivating for decades. Is it reasonable to bully the small with the big?"

"When you came to the door, your attitude was not like this." Yang Gang was unmoved: "One must be consistent in life. How tough you were at the beginning, you have to be the same now."

Jiang Xin intends to move out of the company, but thinking that the identity of a temporary worker is not recognized in the company, she can only give up this idea: "I am from Fengmen Village."

"Fengmen Village, I haven't heard of it." Yang Gang plucked his ears: "Either continue to fight, or get out. Choose yourself."

(End of this chapter)