The ninth wonder of one person

Chapter 28

First, he learned various methods of slipping doors and picking locks and stealing the sun from Feng Baobao, and then got two talismans.

Jiang Xin is content, and there is nothing left to do, so she might as well go back to sleep and practice.

"Awei Eighteen"

"what!"

With a cry of pain, Zhang Chulan, who was struggling to hold on, was thrown out and fell hard to the ground.

On the other side, Shan Shitong had long since lost his strength to fight anymore, and leaned against the tree with a face full of exhaustion to breathe back.

Rubbing her waist, Zhang Chulan grinned in pain: "Sister Baoer, be gentle next time."

"No way." Feng Baobao shook his head seriously: "It feels like beating someone lightly."

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Barely recovering some breath, Shan Shitong finally recognized the reality: "Zhang Chulan, you guys have won this time. I won't participate in this competition."

"Aren't you going to participate?" Zhang Chulan felt a little strange in her heart, "Are you afraid that Sister Bao'er will attack you again?"

"Is there still time?" Pointing to the sky, Shan Shitong said: "I don't participate because the purpose of coming to Luo Tian Dajiao this time has been achieved. If this is the case, there is no point in continuing to participate. It’s better to go back to practice.”

"That's it." Zhang Chulan scratched her head and smiled: "Brother Shan, we will meet later."

The next day.

As the sun rose, Shan Shitong stepped down the mountain in the morning sun, while Zhang Chulan appeared at the competition venue with a listless face.

With a glance, Zhang Chulan became more and more depressed when he saw the energetic Jiang Xin in the distance: "They are all people who stay up late to fight, why are you still so energetic!"

This time, the old celestial master did not appear in person, only his disciples appeared.

"Everyone, the second round of the Luo Tian Dajiao competition will be divided into four venues at the same time. You can choose to go to the venue to watch in person, or stay in this open space to watch the screen."

"There are people in each venue who use their abilities to transmit the live broadcast back, so you can watch it with confidence."

"Next, the contestants from the first competition will be invited to play."

"The king is also against the iron horse!"

"Jiang Xin is against the king!"

"Zhang Chulan vs. Shan Shitong!"

"Feng Baobao to Wang Ergou!"

"Competition, start!"

It wasn't until seeing Wang Bing with yellow hair in front of him that Jiang Xin laughed out loud.

The grandson of Wang Ai!

In the past, when looking at people under one another, when talking about the most disgusting person, Wang Bing was the first to bear the brunt. Even the gang of poisonous people from the Yaoxian Society couldn't compare to him.

Now, finally have the opportunity to play against each other.

"Hey, it turns out to be the grandson of the ten guys, Young Master Wang Bing." Jiang Xin looked at Wang Bi, showing a mocking smile: "You grandson of the ten guys, you have to do whatever you want."

"Go directly to your grandfather and tell Senior Lu to hand over the Tongtian Talisman. Why bother to let your petite body end in person? Aren't you afraid of breaking it?"

"The sharpness of the tongue, I'll see if you can speak later." Wang Bing's face darkened, his eyes were full of hostility, and strands of black energy like thick ink emerged from his hands.

Jiang Xin's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly: Is this the qi of the Wang family, or is it that Ju Ling sent generals are a bit darker than my five ghosts?

With a wave of his hand, Wang Bing took out a few talismans that didn't look very good: "Amulet: body protection! Talisman: Liuding Liujia!"

With a flash of qi light, an unknown wave descended, turning into a thin translucent shield to protect the whole body of the king.

Unlike pasting it on his body, another talisman paper was ignited out of thin air, and from the smoke, Liu Ding Liujia and Twelve Taisui Gods rushed out.

"Is this a bootleg?"

Looking at the Twelve Taisui God who wanted to rush towards him, and even his face seemed a little fuzzy and unreal, Jiang Xin not only didn't panic, but even wanted to laugh.

He didn't even need to use the purple fire. He stretched out his hand and a thousand-degree crimson flame instantly emerged. After a jump, it roared out like a fire dragon in an instant.

boom!
Flames splattered and the air distorted, and with just a face-to-face encounter, the seemingly mighty Liu Ding Liu Jia was directly defeated and completely dissipated.

"Don't waste it. Fireball!"

Taking advantage of the anger in the air before it dissipated, Jiang Xin stretched out her palm and joined her five fingers together. Several fireballs instantly condensed into shape, forming a combined attack and bombarding the king.

"Damn bastard!"

The qi in both hands was like thick ink, and Wang Bing's pupils had completely blackened. With a punch from his right hand, the small fireball that tore the amulet was completely shattered and disappeared.

With a slight movement of the palm of his left hand, a ray of dark green quietly appeared on Wang Bin's ink-colored Qi.

Poison!

Wang Bing was indeed spoiled by the Wang family, he would give whatever he wanted, and do whatever he wanted, without restraint.

Since then, it has led to a consequence, Wang Bing has learned quite a lot, such as talisman, witchcraft, and Gu art.
Except for the unique skills of the Wang family's family, Wang Bing has basically learned everything, and he knows everything, but the only one who can really master it is the skill of Juling dispatching generals.

Gu poison is learned under such circumstances.

Between fists and feet, the sound of sharp wind resounded, flames burst out, and ice crystals covered the ground. In just a few minutes, the entire venue was ruined and devastated.

In the stands, Feng Baobao, who was drinking liquor with a straw next to Zhang Chulan, suddenly said, "It's over."

"What's the end?" Zhang Chulan was taken aback for a moment, and looked down: "You mean someone down here is going to lose?"

"Yeah." Feng Baobao nodded, "Look at that yellow-haired foot."

"Foot?" Zhang Chulan's breath moved, and he looked far away. On the thick and gloomy black energy, a small purple flame was burning.

It looks like a flat boat in a storm, but no matter how the black qi rolls, it remains undiminished.

No matter how little Zhang Chulan knew, she could see that something was wrong with the flame, and turned to look at the knowledgeable Xu San and Xu Si beside her: "Do you know that fire?"

"Not sure." Xu San pushed his eyes: "I don't know what's the use."

"Sister Bao'er, do you know what happened to the fire?"

"The fire is burning Qi." Feng Baobao finished a bottle of Erguotou seriously: "It has been burning since the beginning, and it has never stopped until now."

"Burning Qi?" Zhang Chulan murmured, "That means, Wang Bing consumed more Qi than he imagined!"

"Bastard, what is this!" Finally found the flame on his leg, Wang Bing frowned suddenly, and his whole body breathed a burst, trying to extinguish the flame.

hiss~
There was a sound of water vapor evaporating, and the moment it touched the flame, the black energy instantly tore apart, and then, the burning became more and more vigorous!

"I finally found out. I thought you had to wait until I got poisoned to find out."

As he said, the innate qi in Jiang Xin's body turned into nourishment to supply the inextinguishable purple fire, and with just one punch in his hand, the qi eroded by the gu poison was burned away.

The so-called imprecise in everything.

The Gu art that Wang Bing learned is just a small way, not to mention the Gu art experts in Miaojiang, even the people who are just beginners in the Tang Sect may have stronger poison than him.

If this kind of poison can't even be burned by purple fire, then why is it that just a little bit can burn people's lives?

(End of this chapter)