The ninth wonder of one person

Chapter 42

"Fourth match of Group A: Feng Baobao vs. Xiao Xiao. Players from both sides please enter the arena!"

"The fourth match of Group B: Feng Xingtong vs. Deng Youcai. Players from both sides please enter!"

Almost at the same time, the last match between venues A and B began, and four contestants entered the venue respectively.

Feng Baobao, who looked dumbfounded, faced Xiao Xiao, who was dressed in a gray-blue coat and held a folding fan in his hand, like a comedian.

Deng Youcai, with big pants and flip flops, and a small vest with a big gold chain, will arrest the spirit of the world and send his successor, Feng Xingtong.

Although there were some twists and turns in the two games, the final result was as Jiang Xin expected.

Xiao Xiao's air-blow aimed at the soul is indeed difficult to deal with, but Feng Baobao's unnatural movement can always avoid the oncoming air-blow when there is no time.

Maybe the senior who created the air-blowing at the beginning had a way to deal with this kind of strange opponent, but Xiao Xiao obviously didn't learn the essence of it.

Facing Feng Baobao who kept jumping back and forth in the arena, he fell into a passive position for a while.

Without blowing air, Feng Baobao could get close to him and end him in minutes.

But if he keeps using blowing air, not to mention other things, he will not be able to maintain this kind of consumption by himself, and there is a high probability that he will be consumed by himself in the end.

So, after thinking about it for a while, he decided to repeat the old trick, using the method he used to deal with Quanzhen Huang Ming at the beginning - Lian Biao!
But unfortunately, he still underestimated Feng Baobao's sensitivity.

Even with the help of the folding fan to block the forward movement of blowing air as much as possible, he still couldn't completely bombard Feng Baobao.

And after enduring the aftermath of blowing air and passing by, Feng Baobao became more and more like a cat, harassing him from time to time.

Although these actions didn't cause him any damage, but invisibly, he took the initiative of the entire game.

Now, although Xiao Xiao, who is constantly blowing air, looks terrifying, in fact, whether he uses air blowing is completely out of his own hands, and it all depends on Feng Baobao's attacking rhythm.

Whenever Xiao Xiao wants to stop and adjust his breath to restore his own consumption, Baobao Feng will jump up, but once Xiao Xiao is lucky and can no longer take back the blow, Baobao Feng will leave immediately, quickly dodging the blower. attack.

Since this time, those outside the arena who couldn't see the situation clearly felt that Xiao Xiao's air blowing was very imposing and drove Baobao Feng around, with no place to stand.

But those with some discernment, including Xiao Xiao himself, knew that in the arena, Feng Baobao, who looked like a mouse and scurried around like a mouse, was the cat, while Xiao Xiao, who was majestic and motionless, was the mouse.

The cat was bouncing around and playing, but the mouse was obviously cornered and could no longer move.

For some unknown reason, Xiao Xiao had a completely different mentality than Qi Ling and the others. Even though he had fallen into a disadvantaged and hopeless situation, he still did not choose to surrender to save his strength, and stood tenaciously on the field.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Xiao became the first player to collapse on the field due to the long-term mental tension and the huge consumption of blowing air.

Feng Baobao, who seemed to be running up and down like a monkey, won the competition without even touching Xiao Xiao, causing the audience to be in an uproar for a while.

Xiao Xiao vs. Feng Baobao, Feng Baobao wins.

Compared with Group A's slow-moving, Group B's competition ended so quickly that it was unbelievable.

With the general in hand, Feng Xingtong is the nemesis of all spirits.

The essence of the so-called family immortals is also spirit monsters who have successfully cultivated animals. Their bodies are far away in the northeast of their home. If they want to borrow their power, they can only attach themselves to Deng Youcai in the form of spirits.

And when Deng Youcai used his own secret technique to invite out the gray fairy enshrined in his family, it was already doomed for him to lose.

Not only could Feng Xingtong advance smoothly, he even got a powerful spirit body that he could use temporarily.

16 people, 8 groups, divided into two venues, after four games, the day's schedule will be completely over.

Tomorrow's game list is also known to everyone.

Wang Ye is to Jiang Xin, Zhang Chulan is to Feng Baobao, Little Vulcan is to Zhang Lingyu, and Feng Xingtong is to Deng Youfu.

As the sun went down, the originally noisy arena gradually calmed down, but everyone's hearts could not be calm.

I saw with my own eyes that the inconceivably powerful Huixian, who had practiced for hundreds of years, became just a plaything in the hands of a teenage child.

It wasn't until this time that these strange people really realized how powerful the eight strange skills that caused the storm back then were.

Not to mention anything else, just this hand-holding and dispatching general is enough for all witches in the world to be unable to raise their heads in front of its owner. The so-called hundred-year-old elves and ghosts are just tools that are readily available.

At the beginning, Wang Bing used Ju Ling to dispatch the general and still defeated Jiang Xin's subordinates, but now it seems that the guy himself is not good at learning skills.

Everyone secretly thought in their hearts that the desire for the Eight Wonders unconsciously arose in their hearts.

"This is troublesome. The king is also the king, and Jiang Xin has a strange method. It's hard to tell who will be my opponent."

Stretching out her hand to scratch her chin, Zhang Chulan unconsciously looked up at Feng Baobao, who was like a goose, and said, "Sister Baoer, I want to ask you something. If I fight with the two of you, who will have a better chance of winning?"

Feng Baobao scratched and replied straightforwardly: "You can't win alone."

"Tsk, I can't win any of them." Upon hearing Feng Baobao's return, Zhang Chulan fell silent again.Suddenly, a crazy idea really popped up: How about burying these two?

"No, no, no! That day, the Master's Office may have to kill me."

Hastily shaking her head and throwing away the thoughts in her mind, Zhang Chulan still didn't think of a good post in the end, so she could only look at Feng Baobao: "Sister Baoer, you should prepare first. Tomorrow, whoever wins, we will Who to bury!"

"Oh, I got it." Feng Baobao made an OK gesture, then turned around and searched for tools: "Shovel, hemp rope, anesthetic, silver needle. Oh, to deal with that Taoist priest, we need water."

Watching Feng Baobao go out muttering, Zhang Chulan didn't know what to say: Sister Baoer, you are really professional
Jiang Xin had expected the improvement of Feng Baobao's burial technology, and even said that Jiang Xin had a lot of credit for it.

At least he taught Feng Baobao such things as anesthesia, sealing acupoints with silver needles, and the improved binding method with reference to the anti-joint technique.

Originally, he was going to tell Baobao Feng that there was something called Guanyuan Needle inserted along the Governor Meridian that could make Feng Jieren's qi all over his body, but he was afraid that this trick might be used on himself in the end, so he didn't say anything.

He has other ways to deal with it, but if he is sealed off, it will be over.

(End of this chapter)