The origin of doom

Chapter 670 Ji Yueshan's Choice
Not long after, another semi-final match was over, and the winner was a strong young man, around 20 years old, with peak dark energy.Measured by the standards of the earth, it is a genius that is rarely seen in a hundred years.

On the other hand, the little fat man only got through seven of the twelve rules, so he can only be said to be quite satisfactory. In normal times, he is by no means an opponent, but with me today, his fate will be rewritten!Didn't you see that I helped him reject the goddess just now? . .

If the little fat man is awake, he must respectfully ask: Who asked you to help?
Then continue to cry and faint in the toilet.

At this time, the leader Qian Liexian said: "Originally, you should rest for an hour before proceeding to the finals, but today's situation is special, so let's start directly."

With the referee's order, the finals began!
In fact, everyone already knew who would win and who would lose, and there was no suspense in this match at all, so a few elders told the leader and left first.

But after the battle started, their glasses were shattered all over the place!
Because the winner in their hearts fell at a disadvantage as soon as the battle started, and the disadvantage is getting bigger and bigger!

Not to mention the disciples, even the head and elders were shocked!
"Elder Wang." Qian Liexian looked at an old man beside him: "Zhuang Boyi is your disciple, right? Did he hide his strength in the previous competition?"

Elder Wang was also puzzled by Monk Zhang Er: "No, this kid is not that strong. I am his next door Uncle Wang. I have watched him grow up since I was a child. Every time his father beats him, I feel very distressed... sorry , I digress, anyway, I know him well, he shouldn't be so strong."

"Could it be a fake?" Qian Liexian muttered to himself, but quickly overturned this guess: "Impossible, his "Xin Xin Sword Art" is very proficient, and he can't be so handy without more than ten years of hard work. Besides, His speed and strength are indeed in the middle stage of dark energy, it seems that this disciple has another adventure."

"Stinky boy, don't tell me about any adventures. I'll deal with you later." Although Elder Wang blamed him, his eyes were full of pampering.

An elder next to him said: "Old Wang, there is a lot of information in just a few sentences. Listening to you is much more interesting than watching a fight."

"Ahem." Elder Wang also realized that he had said too much, so he coughed twice and pretended to look up at the sky. . .

But at this time, I pushed my opponent to the edge of the ring, and stabbed his eye with a sword. Even though it was a wooden sword, if he stabbed the eye, he would die as well!Therefore, the strong youth can only jump off the ring!

"Good!" Elder Wang excitedly stood up and applauded!

The weeding man was also in tears: "I haven't kneeled down for many years, but today I don't know what happened, my legs are out of control, I must watch the game on my knees."

As a late-stage Anjin, a strong young man was defeated by a mid-stage Anjin. He was naturally dissatisfied. He clasped his fists at the judges' seat and said, "Master Zhuang, elders, just maliciously stabbed me in the eye. He committed a foul."

"This is not a foul, step back. Zhuang Boyi will follow me, and the rest of the disciples will be dismissed."

Then, Qian Liexian and a group of elders led me to the north.

On the way, Elder Wang said excitedly: "Stinky boy, I didn't expect you to win the championship. Tell me quickly, what adventure do you have?"

"This... can I not say it?"

"Huh? There are too many people here? That's fine, tell me slowly when you get back."

Qian Liexian walked in the front: "He doesn't want to say it, and there is no need to force him. After all, everyone has a secret...Here, Zhuang Boyi, go in, your master is inside."

Qian Liexian and a group of elders were waiting at the gate of the small courtyard, and I walked in alone.

After entering the room, I found a skinny old man lying on the hospital bed with sunken eye sockets. He looked a little scary.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes and made a weak and small voice: "I didn't expect that you won the championship. I thought it would be Shao Bo."

Shao Bo, that strong young man, is indeed a genius.

"However, it is fate's arrangement that you can come here. Come here, and I will wash the scriptures and cut the marrow for you."

I stood there without moving: "But, you only have the last innate qi left, after you help me wash the scriptures and cut the marrow, you will die."

"I have reached my limit, and I can last a few more hours at most, come here quickly, don't waste time."

I took off the mask, revealing my real face, Ji Yueshan who was originally so angry jumped up from the bed!

"It's you!"

"Yes, last time when you were dying, we made a deal. You have 80 years of life, and I will help you repel powerful enemies. But today I am here to give you two choices. First, I will I will give you back 80 years of life, and after that you and I will have nothing to do with each other; second, I will take you to a better place to practice, and with your talent, there should be a lot of room for improvement."

Ji Yueshan looked hesitantly, and it took several minutes before he sighed: "After all, I still can't let them go, I will choose the first one."

In this regard, I can only say a pity secretly, because the earth is not suitable for cultivation, if I go to Netherworld, Ji Yueshan can at least reach level five, at least.

Since he chooses the first one, then I will pay off his favor and owe him nothing, so I won't leave his name in Samsara City, and he will be reincarnated directly after he dies.

As a martial artist, he also wanted to pursue a higher realm, but unfortunately, he still couldn't let go of the sect in the end.

"Since you have made your choice, it will be as you wish." After finishing speaking, I shot a green light, giving him about 80 years of vitality.With the power of vitality, his skin regained its radiance like rain falling on the dry earth, and it didn't take long before he turned back into a hale and hearty old man, no longer scary like a skeleton. . .

At the same time, the little fat man woke up in the toilet, and met the "goddess" senior sister at the door, and asked quickly: "Senior sister Lu, why are you here, the competition..."

Before she finished speaking, Senior Sister Lu snorted coldly: "Go away, don't talk to me, aren't you killing Matt Zhuang?"

The little fat man was full of confusion: "What kills Mr. Matt Zhuang?"

"Stop pretending, you said it yourself just now, and you said that I can't compete with you."

"I really didn't..."

Senior Sister Lu ignored him, turned around and left, the little fat man wanted to cry but had no tears, and had the urge to hang himself on the southeast branch. . .

(End of this chapter)