Legendary Pharmacist

"Haha, since she is the daughter of Ming Kong Sect's sect, it doesn't matter if you let her play in the ring."

Ge Wuqing picked up the porcelain bottle, turned sideways to add wine to the suzerain's bowl, and said, "Sect Master Mingkong can rest assured, I will send disciples with low cultivation to the stage to make her enjoy herself."

"Thank you, Master Ge." The suzerain picked up the wine bowl, drank it down, and shouted towards the ring: "Mo Jian, come down, let Zi Lin play."

Ge Wuqing's words were quickly passed on to the disciples in the village, and the disciples gathered around the ring discussed for a while and recommended a fat boy.

With a bitter face, the fat boy climbed onto the ring to pump his energy, with his hands crossed in front of his body, protecting his vitals, in a defensive stance.

He only had halos on his hands, and the halos were dim and fuzzy, indicating that he was not only in the Qi control state, but also the type of Qi control state that had just broken through from the air tire.

Seeing the halo of the fat boy's hands, Mingkong Zilin curled her lips and looked unhappy: "You only have such a little cultivation? Then how can I beat you?"

Sweat dripped from the fat boy's forehead. It seemed that the little girl's cultivation was not low, and she was about to peel off her skin.

He raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat, and replied in a panic: "Hand, be merciful, beat, beat lightly, please, lightly, lightly."

Mingkong Zilin pouted and reprimanded: "Big coward, how can you be subdued once you come up!"

As she spoke, she waved both hands at the same time, blasting out two air waves, one hit the fat boy's feet, tripping him up, and the other air wave hit the fat boy, throwing him far away from the ring.

"Ah~~" The fat boy danced in mid-air and fell into the crowd with a long cry.

Mingkong Zilin pointed at the disciple of Rueqing Suixinzhuang under the ring, put his hips on his hips and shouted: "Come up and get beaten by someone in the Qi Condensation Realm, don't be cowardly, hurry up!"

The crowd began to chatter, and soon, a man with slightly withered hair was pushed onto the ring. The man drooped his face, with depression and helplessness written between his brows.

Mingkong Zilin tilted her head to look, pointed at the tip of his nose, and said, "Why can't someone with a sad face be happy, happy, and smile?"

"You are only allowed to be beaten, and you are not allowed to fight back. It's strange to be happy when you are being used as a sandbag." The man thought this way in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out of his mouth. He clasped his fists and saluted, showing an extremely ugly smile.

"That's about the same." Mingkong Zilin stretched her arms, and clapped her palms to the left and right sides. Following her movements, a faint blue mist slowly emerged, covering her whole body.

"If I don't want to bully you, I'll just use my Qi Condensation Skill." Before she could finish her sentence, she launched an attack in her hand, and a wave of air glowing with a faint blue light converged into a half-foot-thick pillar, whizzing past. The arena, crashing into the man's face.

If you start before you finish talking, it's unreasonable! The man was startled, and hastily gathered his energy into the palm of his hand, condensing it into a small air shield and blocking it in front of him.

Bang, there was a crashing sound, and with the scattered airflow, a large cloud of white air exploded from the man's palm. The white air was thick and billowing, enveloping the man like a cloud in the sky.

"What is this? Is it a hidden weapon?" The man's vision was obscured by the white gas, and he couldn't see what was going on outside. He could only hear the voices coming and going from the side of the ring.

He immediately used all his strength to spread the light mist all over his body, protecting all positions in front, back and back, for fear of Mingkong Zilin's sneak attack.

As the white air dissipated little by little, the man saw the situation on the ring again. The little girl didn't sneak attack, but stood there without moving a bit.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew the energy from his body, and refocused his strength on his hands for defense.

At this time, he noticed something strange, the clothes on his body felt wet, as if he had been drenched by rain. He looked at the white gas that was about to dissipate without a trace, it was clearly water vapor.

Why is there water vapor in Qi Jin's attack? The man is full of doubts.

According to the common sense of Yunxiu Continent, although the qi energy emitted by practitioners has different colors, it is essentially a mass of aura.

A stream of air.

With the improvement of the realm, the cultivator will absorb more and more power of heaven and earth. Only when the concentration of the power of heaven and earth breaks through the critical point in Qi Jin, will there be visions such as water, earth, and fire when attacking.

At this time, the color of vigor has reference value, and different colors correspond to different natures of the power of heaven and earth.

To have such a concentration of power of heaven and earth, the realm must be at least above the False God Realm. Could it be said that the little girl in front of me is a master of the False God Realm? Impossible! The man shook his head, pushing this ridiculous thought out of his mind.

Mingkong Zilin on the opposite side yelled: "Fight back! Could it be that you are also a coward?"

The man still did not attack, but protected his vitals with his palms, and replied, "Please make the next move."

Mingkong Zilin stomped her little foot, and blasted out another columnar wave of air: "Fight back!"

Seeing that the man didn't respond, she was a little angry. She kept waving her hands, and the columnar air waves formed a line, continuous like a river.

Bang bang bang, it was as if a skinned drum was beating on the arena, and large groups of white air rose and surged, enveloping the entire arena.

The man tried his best to stimulate his energy, and clapped his palms in turn to block the incoming columnar air waves. At the same time, he opened his eyes wide and carefully observed the exploding water vapor.

Soon, he discovered that the water vapor was not real water, but an illusion brought about by the viscous and sticky energy.

Every time the little girl blows out a wave of air, she will inject a trace of faint blue energy into it, and these energy will turn into small blue dots, sticking to the surrounding air, forming thick water-like air droplets.

The outer layer of air tightly locks the small blue dot in the center, making these air droplets stay for a long time. It takes more than 20 breaths of work before the blue dot in the middle fades and disappears, and the air droplets can redisperse. for air.

Now the man understood: "No wonder the air waves blasted by the little girl have obvious shapes. It turns out that her energy acts as a bond. Injecting energy into each attack in this way should consume a lot of energy. It will be over in a moment, and I will report to the owner."

After bombarding with air waves for a long time, Mingkong Zilin still didn't see the man attacking back. She stopped her attack and blew up the wind to blow away the white air on the ring. "Big coward, are you still fighting back?"

The man shook his head, thinking: "It seems that the energy consumption is almost the same, and the work of being beaten is finally finished."

Unexpectedly, Mingkong Zilin raised her small fist viciously, and shouted: "Since you like to be beaten, then I will let you loosen your bones!"

As she said that, she stomped her feet again, the haze around her body suddenly solidified and became brighter, and the faint blue flame clothes suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, she raised her hands high, holding a ball of flickering blue light in her palms: "I reward you with a smashing wave."

Accompanied by the voice, Mingkong Zilin bent down and squatted down, pressing the ball of blue light towards the ring.

When the light group came into contact with the ring surface, it seemed to be flattened instantly, forming a blue disc. The flames in the disc flickered, and it seemed that a glowing hole had been dug in the ring.

The man was startled, this little girl was actually at the level of aura, and he couldn't bear the attack of this level of aura. Seeing that the attack had been launched, he hurriedly mobilized his energy to defend, trying to reduce the damage he suffered.

But the other party's moves were so strange that the man couldn't figure out where the attack would come from, and stayed in place for a while, at a loss.