The ninth wonder of one person

53 Black and White

As usual, the two games ended in the morning, and the rest of the time was reserved for the players to recuperate. Although the two players who won today may not need to rest physically, in fact, psychological quality is also an extremely important part.

"Sure enough, it's Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu's turn to fight in the end." Jiang Xin had a smile on his face when he got the news: "But it's true, otherwise, Wang wouldn't have come down the mountain because of this. It’s not what made it happen.”

"Tomorrow is the final. If the old Tianshi still does not give up the idea of ​​prescribing the medicine, the winner of the final will definitely be Zhang Chulan. At that time, one will return to the Tianshi Mansion, and the other will get the Tongtian. Longhushan can be described as double happiness. "

On Longhu Mountain, two strangers with different costumes climbed the mountain all the way.

"Dean, does your old friend live in this kind of place?" Looking at the crowd on the mountain, the man in black couldn't help frowning: "There are a lot of ordinary people around here."

"Hahaha, the national conditions are different." The dean smiled, and led him all the way up, across a nearly ten-meter-wide chasm into the back mountain.

"Here is his real residence. The one below is just a deception. They have a saying that they are hidden from the world. If they live here, who would have thought that there are other caves in the back mountain."

The man nodded, but he still felt that his family's method of setting up an enchantment to completely isolate ordinary people was better.

Knowing what he was thinking, the dean just smiled. There are differences between the East and the West, and each has its own strengths and weaknesses.

Taking out his mobile phone, the dean dialed the number of the old celestial master: "Hey, Zhang Zhiwei celestial master, it's me, Isaac, I'm here to see you"

In the rest area, looking at Jia Zhengliang who was leaning far away on the outer wall, Feng Shayan couldn't help flashing a hint of impatience in her eyes, she clenched her fists slightly, pushed open the door and walked out: "Hey, what are you doing here, what are you doing here? Don't bother!"

Jia Zhengliang held his mobile phone without raising his head: "Don't worry about me, I'll stand wherever I like."

"Made, I can't take it anymore." Taking a deep breath, Feng Shayan looked back: "Father, I'm going out for a while, I have something to do."

Feng Zhenghao heard the quarrel between the two, but he didn't think too much, and nodded: "Our Feng family's affairs are over, now is free time, go and work on yours."

"Understood, I'm leaving first." Closing the door, Feng Shayan stepped forward and pulled Jia Zhengliang past: "Aren't you just afraid that you won't be able to find anyone, now I'm coming out, go, don't be annoying here."

"Hey, what are you doing!" Throwing Feng Shayan away with one hand, Jia Zhengliang was a little annoyed: "I'll leave if you tell me? How can I do that?"

"Don't you just want to avenge your brother? That's alright, you don't have to wait now, we'll just get things done." Feng Shayan turned her wrist and sneered: "I remember that we are not far from the mountain. Family property, what? Don’t you dare?”

"Who says I dare not!" Jia Zhengliang also lost his temper: "Just leave, I want to see what skills you have."

In the room, listening to the quarrel outside, Feng Xingtong couldn't help feeling a little worried: "Dad, do you really want my sister to go down the mountain and fight this Jia Zhengliang?"

"Let them solve the young people's affairs by themselves." Feng Zhenghao smiled: "I believe your sister will be sensible."

Feng Zhenghao thought that everything was under his control, but he ignored one point. Under Jia Zhengliang's seemingly idle style, there was a hidden psychology of unwillingness to lag behind, especially when he was facing the daughter of the Tianxiahui. It was completely inspired.

This led to an incident. The two of them were both injured in the field, and both of them were sent to the hospital.

But this is no longer Luo Tiandajiao's matter, it should be regarded as a private dispute between the Jia family and the Feng family.

On the eve of the final, all parties had their own concerns, while Jiang Xin was still resting in her room, letting the day go by.

Early the next morning.

A stranger in the same room saw Jiang Xin meditating early in the morning, and couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Hey, brother Jiang, today is the final, don't you want to go and see?"

Jiang Xin pondered for a moment, then raised her head: "It's still early, you go first."

Seeing that Jiang Xin closed his eyes again, the strange man walked out alone: ​​"Hey, you are really a cultivator, and you are not bored."

"How can it be boring? It feels so good. I can feel that every inch of skin in my body is absorbing the air, and I can feel the vital qi flowing in the body, refining it, and finally shunting it into the three dantians. How can this be boring? .”

Jiang Xin didn't understand what those strangers were thinking, but as far as he was concerned, cultivation was never boring, instead it made him clear-headed and thoughtful.

This is an extremely wonderful feeling, at least, in his previous life, he only felt it at a certain moment of his death.

In the end, out of respect and importance, Jiang Xin left the room after an hour and entered the stadium stands.

In the middle of the field, Zhang Chulan uncharacteristically arrived at the arena in advance, and was sitting cross-legged at this time. Obviously, he had already entered the state of static work, and he didn't know what he was going to think about with the help of this static work.

Seeing that another important person hadn't appeared yet, Jiang Xin simply started to practice again. After she separated from Xia He that day, Jiang Xin didn't stop, and only now has she made up about one-third of her losses.

On the mountain, after having breakfast with the old master, Zhang Lingyu was still wearing a white Taoist robe, and walked slowly into the arena: "Zhang Chulan, I can finally fight you again."

"Little Master Uncle" stood up, and the laughing and joking on Zhang Chulan's face no longer existed, but was replaced by seriousness and earnestness.

"The contestants from both sides are here, let's start the competition!"

The next moment, almost at the same moment, wisps of golden qi light emerged from the two of them, and at the same time again, the Golden Light Curse was fully formed, the battle began!
The golden light continued in the field, tearing traces on the ground, and two golden figures shuttled like lightning.

However, from the moment of stagnation, those with excellent eyesight can still see that Zhang Chulan, who can't practice the Golden Light Curse, has fallen into a disadvantage.

It seems that every move is methodical, but in fact it is all relying on the agility that Feng Baobao trained for him to support him with difficulty.

Finally, the golden light on the chest was dissipated, and Zhang Chulan retreated with the power of Zhang Lingyu's palm strikes, and had some other ideas: "The golden light curse is definitely not comparable to this little uncle, so the only way to use it is to use it." Rayfa."

With a glimpse of the white lightning gradually emerging from Zhang Chulan's palm, strands of black thunder appeared in Zhang Lingyu's hand: "Very good, Zhang Chulan. Now, let me see how much you have improved in lightning skills this month."

"Hey."

Grinning her mouth inexplicably, Zhang Chulan raised her palm, and a white thunder roared out instantly: "Yang Wu Lei Fa - Palm Thunder!"

On the other side, Zhang Lingyu didn't dare to show weakness, and the black thunder also broke through the air: "Yin five thunder method - palm thunder!"

Black and white are intertwined, thunder is shrouded, the sound of air piercing is endless, lightning flashes and even covers the figures of the two, everything is in black and white.

(End of this chapter)