Brother is really tough

Chapter 90 23b.
Izumo Mubaiqi's face was pale, and he had long lost the noble temperament of a famous nobleman. He gritted his teeth and said, "Bai Yiduo, do you know if you are slandering you? Stop talking nonsense, let's fight!"

Hearing this, Bai Yiduo's eyes lit up, this is the first person to ask for a fight, and he has been the one who said the word "come to fight" for a long time.

"Izumo Mubai~! It doesn't matter if you slander me, Bai Yiduo, and it doesn't matter if you stir up my relationship with Ling'er, but in order to get rid of the marriage contract, you don't hesitate to ruin the reputation of Senior Sister Nalan, hum, I, Bai Yiduo, don't agree. !, the Tianjiao monks of the Third Immortal Realm do not agree!"

Bai Yiduo felt that he had put in good intentions to save this consanguineous marriage.

There was also a monk from the Third Immortal Realm who passed by here, and when he heard Bai Yiduo's words, he was furious:

"Junior Sister Jinyue is a fairy from my Third Immortal Realm. I, Li Chunyang, will not agree to spread rumors and slander here..."

After all, Nalan Jinyue has sold the elixir for the family for many years, and has more or less favored the hard-working monks in the fairyland.
One after another, another seven or eight monks jumped out, shouting under the banner of punishing evil and promoting good: "I don't agree either!"

Seeing this battle, Izumo Mubai was confused, he just wanted to teach Bai Yiduo a lesson, why did he arouse public anger?
And Bai Yiduo was also quite surprised, fearing that these Tianjiao monks in the fairyland would ruin his spirit hunting plan, he cleared his throat, coughed and said: "Brothers in the fairyland, please be calm and don't be impatient. Even though Yun Mubai is hateful, but after all, he is only targeting me, Bai Yiduo, please give us room to fight alone."

A handsome man named Li Chunyang clasped his fists together: "Little brother is so responsible at such a young age. This pride is admirable!"

"Dare not, dare not!" Bai Yiduo smiled politely, then turned his face into a condensed expression, and shouted solemnly: "Izumo Mubai, what are you waiting for? Let's do it!"

After finishing speaking, Bai Yiduo raised his hand, and a huge golden abacus suddenly appeared above the sky, and the abacus rolled and made a whirring sound.

At the same time, Izumo Mubai also opened his posture, pulled the bowstring, and the small short bow rattled when it was pulled. Although there were no arrows, it was not difficult for people with keen senses to find that the invisible air in the surrounding Countless musical notes condensed with aura, ready to go out, showing their coldness.

"Bai Yiduo, die!" Izumo Mubai already gritted his teeth in hatred, pulled the bowstring to the full, and shot out with tyrannical aura.

It seemed to be half a beat on purpose, seeing the thousands of notes played by the empty strings, falling like a wave, Bai Yiduo not only did not block it with spiritual power, but opened her heart to welcome it.

This behavior, which he thought was right, was seen by passers-by as a sign of lack of combat experience, and he couldn't help but sweat for him.

"Hey! You're still too young!"

"He should not have a metallic spiritual vein. The Zhutian Abacus is a weapon, so it's not surprising that he can't send and receive freely!"

Just when everyone thought the victory and defeat had been decided, suddenly, a voice shouted in surprise: "The sonic arrow energy has disappeared!"

It disappeared out of thin air, the moment it touched Bai Yiduo's body, it didn't shoot him into a sieve, but disappeared with a whoosh as if he had evaporated.

Not only the onlookers, but also Izumo Mubai, who was shooting the bow, was dumbfounded. This scene... so familiar!

Memories surged, and it suddenly occurred to me that the first time I met Bai Yiduo was in front of the protective spirit formation of the Nalan family. I wanted to sneak attack, but found that the spiritual power of the bombardment disappeared out of thin air the moment it touched him.

"There is something weird about this man!" Izumo Mubai noticed the clue, and his sword eyebrows condensed.

Seeing that what he wanted had already been achieved, Bai Yiduo couldn't help laughing in his heart, "Bai Jian, father gives you a chance to seek revenge, go!"

As if it was a response to Bai Yiduo, the dragon pattern on the golden abacus flashed brightly, and then the vast sky abacus radiated with light, and the abacus rolled, whirring.

"Izumo Mubai, as a disciple of Jin Yuan in the outer court, is this all you can do?"

Following Bai Yiduo's sneer, countless golden lights fell from the rolling of the beads, raining down on Izumo Mubai.

Seeing this battle, Izumo Mubai's eyes widened in horror, not daring to neglect at all, he drew the bow and strummed it, huh huh huh, and countless musical notes condensed with spiritual energy spread out.

For a moment, musical notes and calculations met in the air, and those with keen senses could even see that a golden dragon was devouring the musical notes with its teeth and claws, quickly turning the battle situation into an irreversible turn.

It's just that it's hard for those present to have that kind of strength, so no one found Xiao Youlong hidden in Zhutian Suansu, even Izumo Mubai himself didn't know that he was fighting with the former spiritual weapon.

Strictly speaking, Xiaoyoulong's spiritual weapon is far inferior to the short bow, but Xiaoyoulong played an auxiliary role in this battle, and Izumo Mubai was sucked away by Bai Yiduo [-]% of the aura, lack of stamina,

So, under the horrified eyes of everyone, Izumo Mubai spit out a mouthful of blood, knelt down in the powerful arithmetic runes, and the bluestone under his knees cracked.

But the battle is not over yet, Zhutian Abacus's strong spiritual power seems to be infinite, and the ten thousand hectares of calculation runes are poured down, pressing Izumo Mubai to grit his front teeth to hold his body upright,

"I..." Izumo Mubai trembled all over, with sweat overflowing from his cheeks, bared his teeth and roared: "I admit defeat...!"

"What? Izumo Mubai is a strong man in the ninth level of qi training, and he is the second only to Du Zeping in the outer court. How dare he surrender in just one round?"

Du Linger was also taken aback. When she saw Bai Yiduo take Captain Jiang Pirate's mighty punch yesterday, she thought he was relying on some kind of spiritual treasure.
"It turns out that he has such terrifying strength. No wonder he will show no fear when facing the vicious Jiangyang robbers."

Glancing at the disastrous Izumo Mubai, the girl frowned, grabbed Bai Yiduo's wrist and said, "He has already conceded defeat, and he has been punished for spreading rumors. I think he won't dare again in the future. ... But you , has been delayed for such a long time, can you still catch up with the inner court's competition?"

Originally, Bai Yiduo planned to beat Izumo Mubai and pretend to be tough after defeating Izumo Mubai. After all, this was the first time he used his strength to defeat someone with a higher level of cultivation than himself, which was really precious.

But raising his eyes to look at the sky, Bai Yiduo was suffocating for breath, ignoring the miserable Izumo Mubai, and grabbed Du Linger's wrist: "Linger, let's go!"

Before Du Ling'er could resist, she felt her wrist tightened, and Bai Yiduo pulled her out of the crowd, and galloped towards the inner courtyard.

The hallway in the inner courtyard was full of spectators. The crowd was surging, noisy and chaotic, which showed how fascinating the final competition was.

In the distance, Bai Yiduo saw a few familiar figures, Zhuge Shanyun from the gambling workshop, Xuan Shiyou from the Yuping workshop, Sun Fangzhu from the refining workshop, and Lin Zican from the Lin family...

Almost everyone Bai Yiduo could recognize came to the inner courtyard at this moment, even the Nalan family located in the third fairyland.

Relying on her identity as a pharmacist, Nalan Jie was placed in an inner position with a good view, and there were servants serving tea and water, and the treatment was favorable.
Nalan Jinyue and a group of members of the Nalan family followed closely behind, staring intently at the arena centered on the three Xuanling steles.

(End of this chapter)