Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 50 Wang Yiqiu

   Just as Sun Xiaoyan was shocked by the audience, Lin Zhengli, who woke up from a coma, was whispering behind her brother.

   "Why give up for me? It woke me up, I might not be able to fight!"

   "Then what?" Lin Zhengren didn't look back.

   "If it is not careless, how can the barbarian have a chance? Not to mention this guy in Fenglin City, who has not even done the foundation stone! Let him win the first prize, I am not reconciled!"

   "Even if you beat him, he is the annual leader in terms of points. This is meaningless. Besides..." Lin Zhengren's mouth twitched slightly, "What if you lose again?"

   "How is it possible!" Lin Zhengli looked around, then lowered his voice, unwillingly said: "You don't believe me? I will lose to him?"

   "Who knows?" Lin Zhengren smiled lightly.

  Lin Zhengli felt a kind of despised anger, especially when he was beaten down and beaten violently in front of so many people.

  He was about to say something, Lin Zhengren suddenly turned around and grabbed his shirt by the skirt.

   "Remember! You have used your stupidity to make enemies."

  He lowered his voice and said: "If you are not sure, don't give a chance to fulfill your enemy. He has not defeated any of you, and his leader is far from perfect."

  He let go of his hand, let go of his brother, and turned his head to watch the game, no gloom was visible on his elegant face.

   "Don't fulfill him."

  ...

In the    round, Fenglin City's signing was good, and there was no civil war in the first round.

  Li Jianqiu by turns, Wang Changxiang and Sun Xiaoyan fight first.

  Neither side has any idea of ​​changing the way of fighting.

  Sun Xiaoyan still rushed forward headlessly, and Wang Changxiang still started in the mist first.

   "What the hell! It's fog again!"

   "Yes! Can't see anything!"

  I couldn't see the game clearly, and the people watching didn't give the Wang family face anymore.

  But the audience’s opinion is obviously not in Wang Changxiang’s consideration.

  Sun Xiaoyan bumped back and forth in the fog, all rushing into the air. After the Dao Jue was completed, the wind rose and the fog dispersed.

  The light breath passed through the finger zone, instantly violent, and turned into a tornado. Roaring and knocking away the dense fog, hit Sun Xiaoyan!

   "Ah!" The little fat man roared, with no deterrent power like a suckling pig hum.

  But his strength is beyond doubt. He was still trying to rush forward in the roaring tornado!

   Clothes were torn to pieces by the wind, and his face flushed.

  He firmly grasped the ground with his feet, but the floor tiles shattered one by one, and he stepped back.

  Exit outside the line, that is, lose.

  Sun Xiaoyan began to figure out the tactics. In such a tornado, it was extremely difficult for him to figure out the tactics, but at any rate he was still successful.

  A stone wall appeared in front of him, but it was blown to pieces.

  The gravel hit Sun Xiaoyan's body, completely out of control. The whole person was swept up in the air and thrown off the court.

  Kunpi drum is indeed a powerful defensive art. In such a powerful tornado, he still can't see any wounds on his body. Those rubble hit his body, and there is not even a bruise.

  But he still lost.

  Sun Xiaoyan’s defense is almost unsolvable at this stage. If it is a real battle, Wang Changxiang may not be able to use him. But this is a game, even if it is blown out of the field, even if it wins.

  Jiang Wang sighed lightly, because he suddenly discovered that he seemed to have no good way to face Wang Changxiang or Sun Xiaoyan. The defense of the Four Spirit Body Refining is obviously not as good as the Kunpi Drum. Although the Purple Qi Donglai Sword Art is powerful, it is likely that it will not be able to break the defense. If you have a good weapon, you might still have a chance. Currently he can't beat this little fat man.

  As for Wang Changxiang, as long as he comes out of the tornado, he has nothing but to escape.

  That is the first-class Taoism! In the entire Fenglin City Taoist Academy, how many people can use it after adding all the teaching and learning?

  Abnormal!

   "Wind Sparrow." It was still the old man with a hump back saying: "His Daomai real spirit should be Wind Sparrow, and he is naturally compatible with Feng Xing Yuan. That's why he can use the first-class Dao technique at a higher level."

  Jiang Wang is the first time he has heard of the true spirit of Taoism like the wind bird. In the teaching of Taoism knowledge in the Taoist Academy, the teachers only described the true spirit of the earthworm. Jiang Wang thought for a time that all the real spirits of the Dao veins were earthworms.

  Insights often indicate strength.

  Jiang Wang's eyes met, and their attitude towards this wretched old man was much more correct.

  "I haven't asked for advice yet, what is the surname of the old man?" Huang Azhan coughed, respectful and courteous.

   probably hates his previous owe, the old man with the humpback has a very bad attitude towards Huang Azhan. He gave a cold snort and didn't respond.

   "Yes, what is your surname, grandpa?" Jiang Anan suddenly turned around, with curiosity in his big eyes: "I can always see you, but I don't know how to call it."

  "Gui!" The little girl next to Qingzhi just opened her mouth, and the old man with the hunchback had already caught it with a bright smile: "Grandpa's surname is Gui, so it's okay to call it Grandpa Gui."

   "This expensive surname is too temperamental." Huang Azhan shook his head and began to taste.

  His next flattering will be endless.

  Even Jiang An'an and Qing Zhi quickly turned their heads and put their eyes back on the court.

  The second round of battle has begun.

  Wang Changxiang vs. Li Jianqiu.

  Whether it is the ranking on the Dao Xun list all the time, or the combat effectiveness of the two people currently displayed, Wang Changxiang has an overwhelming advantage. But don't know why, Jiang Wang always feels that Li Jianqiu is more than that.

   "Brother Wang, can we not use such a rogue Taoist technique as blowing tornadoes?" Li Jianqiu discussed before starting the battle.

  Wang Changxiang has recovered his Dao Yuan reserve at this time, and his energy is exhausted. He just smiled when he heard the sound: "Junior Brother said and laughed."

   Consistently gentle.

  The decisive battle has been completed, and the fog has dispersed.

  Li Jianqiu also opened his hands at this moment, and the wind burst.

  B and other low-grade Taoism, exhale!

  This is not the mist in Xiaolin Town, it can be blown away by ordinary wind.

  In the final analysis, the mist is not an unsolvable Taoism, the real unsolvable is just blowing the tornado. In the previous two battles, the opponent did not have the means to break the fog, but chose his own defense first, but he did not expect to be destroyed by a single blow.

  In the field where the fog dissipated, Wang Changxiang kept pinching his hands, and his voice was gentle: "Junior Brother Li was not interested in Fengxing Taoism before."

  The world of Taoism is vast and vast, and it is not as good as being miscellaneous, and not as good as being skilled.

  Li Jianqiu Dao Jue has been completed, two swords of flame shook out with both hands, with a little toe, and people like eagles hit the sky.

  "I learned it for my brother!"

  At this moment, the others are in the air, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

  Wang Changxiang's complexion remained unchanged, and he put his hands in front of his lips. The index finger and the **** are joined together, and the ring finger and the end finger of the thumb are joined together. In the triangle formed by the **** and the ring finger, open your mouth to breathe.

  Blow the tornado!

  The breath suddenly turned into a tornado, and Li Jianqiu had already rushed towards him. Without any help, he suddenly turned upside down several times in the air.

   "Okay!" Huang Azhan clapped his hands abruptly!

  Except for very few cases, it is almost impossible for humans to fly physically before opening the gate of heaven and earth. Li Jianqiu's ability to float in the air was already amazing.

  But everyone around them looked at Huang Azhan with foolish eyes. Huang Azhan patted a few times before shrinking his head.

  Because Li Jianqiu's floating upside down is amazing, but turning out of the field is almost equivalent to admitting defeat.

  Li Jianqiu landed, and dispersed the dual-wielding flame sword, with a shocked expression on his face: "You can complete your breathing tornado so fast?"

  Can not help but not surprised. Anyone who has a little vision can see it. The opportunity to defeat Li Jianqiu was only before he finished the breath tornado, but no one knew that he not only controlled an A-class Dao skill, but also controlled it so skillfully and quickly that he could even shorten the pinch time!

  This also means that in the previous battle, he didn't need such a long preparation time. The fog was just a trivial blinding technique, and the obstacle was the eyes of opponents like Li Jianqiu.

   "Slow down, I feel something is going to happen." Wang Changxiang smiled gently.

  Li Jianqiu was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled in relief.

"I lost."

  The leader of the three-year-old Three Cities on Taoism was decided. Wang Changxiang won both battles and returned with honour.

  After this battle, Wang Changxiang got a new nickname, Wang Yiqi...

   means that no matter what opponent he encounters, he can blow things up. Of course, it also expressed that he has only one blow.

  In Huang Azhan's words, it is short but fierce.

  The next battle between Li Jianqiu and Sun Xiaoyan can no longer affect the result, and their battle is also very perfunctory.

  Although it was still fierce in the eyes of the onlookers, Li Jianqiu almost perfectly demonstrated the fierceness of the fire-walking Taoist technique, and the tactics are like flying. Sun Xiaoyan also ran into the Kunpi drum again. Before the hand-to-hand combat, Li Jianqiu retired from the line and conceded again.

   But in Jiang Wang's view, Li Jianqiu did not try his best. Because from beginning to end, the simple long sword on his waist has never been out of its sheath.

  Everyone came to an end to make room for the battle for the five-year students of the Taoist Academy.

  As a familiar younger brother, Jiang Wang naturally wanted to go up and relieve Li Jianqiu with a few words.

  But Li Jianqiu spoke first: "I had prepared a surprise, but I didn't expect that there would be no chance to perform."

  Jiang Wang knew that he was talking about Wang Changxiang’s breathtaking tornado completion speed.

  "I just played against Sanshan City, why didn't my brother try?"

   Although the game was dazzling just now, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Li Jianqiu had no idea of ​​winning at all.

  Li Jianqiu smiled: "One, I may not be able to break his defensive skills. Two, the second and third are meaningless."

  He turned and walked out.

   "The game will start soon!" Jiang Wang reminded.

  Li Jianqiu has already pressed his sword away: "Don't look at it."

  　 Thank you book friend Xueshan for your reward!

  (End of this chapter)