Wukong fights to transform into Hongmeng

Chapter 43 Tianyu Finals ([-])
Looking up at Zixia, Wukong replied: "Number three, what about you?"

When Zixia heard it, she immediately became very happy: "Yeah, mine is No. [-], and I'm not competing with you. That's great. Hehe."

"What? Aunt Zixia, yours is number nine, why do I recite it like this? I am number ten." After hearing Zixia's cheers, the red boy wailed.

"Uh." Zixia was speechless.

"Hee hee, sister, what's your number?" Zixia then asked Qingxia.

Qingxia pretended to be unhappy, and said seriously: "Aren't you worried that I'm number ten? Are you just ignoring my existence?"

Zixia was taken aback, and then said innocently: "No, sister, didn't Hong Haier say that he is number ten. So me, me."

"Hehe, I'm just kidding you. I'm number seven. I think all you're thinking about right now is Wukong." Qingxia laughed.

"Sister, what happened, I was thinking of you too." Zixia coquettishly said while hugging Qingxia's left arm.

"Don't be silly, the game will be played later, and there are still many people watching." Qingxia said softly.

"Hee hee." Zixia let go of her hands holding Qingxia's arms, stuck out her tongue towards Qingxia, then looked up, waiting for Master Lingbao to speak.

Coincidentally, as soon as Zixia and the others finished speaking, the voice of Master Lingbao came to the ears of each contestant, "Take your numbers and enter the corresponding arena.

Number [-] and number [-] of each group enter ring [-], number [-] and number [-] enter ring [-], and other contestants enter the corresponding ring by analogy.The games are played simultaneously. "

"Shoot" "Shoot" "Shoot"

Accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, all fifty contestants entered the corresponding arena.Then the light suddenly appeared, and the arenas were surrounded by enchantments.

"Now, the competition begins." With Master Lingbao's last words, the competition officially began.

"laugh"

Ten crescent-shaped light cuts slashed towards Wukong at a very high speed, sparks burst out wherever they passed, and made a "chi chi" sound. If Yu Qingtian's space barriers were not very strong, I am afraid that this blow could send out several space waves. crack.

"Huh" Wukong's opponent seemed a little powerless after making this move, very weak.

"Even if I can't beat you, I will go all out. Hehe." It turned out that Wukong's opponent knew that he was not Wukong's opponent, so he poured all his mana into the konghouqin in his hand, and issued these ten amazing crescent-shaped light cuts .

Facing the ten crescent-shaped light slashes that flew at a high speed, the corners of Wukong's mouth turned up, and he smiled slightly. The fingers of his right hand were straightened up, pinched into a sword mark, and he quickly tapped ten times in the air. In an instant, the ten sword-shaped light bodies appeared Emerging from the void.

The sword-shaped light body is about one meter long and ten centimeters wide. It is crystal clear, surrounded by lingering blue light, and at the same time exudes an aggressive aura, especially the blue light in front of the sword tip, like ten green snakes sticking out their poisonous tongues. Ready to go.

This is exactly the move in the "Blue Light Sword Judgment" that Wukong got by accident when he was the king of the mountain.

"Go." With a wave of Wukong's right hand, the ten sword-shaped light bodies rushed towards the ten crescent-shaped light slashes with a destructive power, and ten black space cracks were drawn in the space, but they were ruled by the laws of heaven and earth in a moment. repair.

"Om" "Om" "Om"

The ear-piercing low-pitched sounds produced by the ten light-shaped sword bodies cutting through the space are endless.

"scoff" "scoff" "scoff"

(End of this chapter)