Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 799 I Can't Take It Anymore
"That's that, in fact, I've seen that Chaofeng's roots are strange, otherwise why would he have accepted him?" Jiang Xianyun was even more complacent, but it's a pity that he didn't have a long tail, otherwise he would have been raised to the sky.

Next to her, Lu Qingli covered her face with her hands, she really couldn't listen anymore: Imposing cultivators, rolling all over the floor in public, you don't feel ashamed, but you are still complacent and proud, please, show some face, please?
"I said, don't you feel dizzy?" Lu Qingli reminded weakly.

"..." Wenren Chuchen, Liang Mowen and others turned pale when they heard the words.

Just now I was only thinking about my complacency, but I didn't think there was anything wrong, but now I realized that I was dizzy, nauseated and nauseous.

So, they immediately shut up, lowered their heads to look at their eyes, nose, nose, and heart, and their expressions gradually returned to normal.

The other members of the Immortal Sect obviously had little experience. Their gazes followed Chen Chaofeng's erratic figure, turning left and right, up and down, and their heads shook accordingly.

"Uh..." Not long after, a young disciple retched, his body shook a few times, and he almost fell to the ground.

The others woke up with a start, and quickly looked away, only to realize that their foreheads were covered with sweat at some point.

Everyone else is like this, and Kang Weili on stage is of course even more uncomfortable.

Holding the Longyuan sword high, he stared intently at Chen Chaofeng's tumbling figure, and his body turned accordingly.

One circle, two circles, three circles... Ten circles, twenty circles, thirty circles, twisting his neck and twisting his buttocks...Even he himself couldn't remember how many times he turned, but the long sword in his hand Always unable to make a move.

Chen Chaofeng was rolling too fast, and the changes were too weird. One moment he was still rolling forward, and the next moment he suddenly turned into a backward roll, or it could be left, right, or just rolled over the top of his head. There was no sign of movement transition, let alone a slight delay.

Not to mention that he is only at the peak of Jindan, even if he has reached the half-step Zifu, or even Zifu, he may not be able to catch Chen Chaofeng's trajectory, so how can he make a move?

"Get out, keep on getting out, let's see how long you can get out!" Kang Weili is still a little confident in his cultivation, no matter what, he is one level higher than Chen Chaofeng, and slowly dragging along That is, he did not believe that Chen Chaofeng could drag him further.

Unfortunately, it turns out that he was wrong.

Chen Chaofeng rolled and rolled, and rolled for nearly an hour, still rolling so smoothly and freely, but he followed Chen Chaofeng and turned and turned, turning so dizzy that he even staggered a little bit, and his stomach felt more It's overwhelming nausea and wanting to vomit.

"This is endless, how can anyone in the world be so good at rolling?" Seeing the afterimage of the broom star rolling past him with its tail dragging, Kang Weili was so anxious that he was on the verge of crying.

Although Chen Chaofeng's real energy was lost by rolling around, he has been concentrating his spiritual consciousness with all his strength, and at the same time pouring his real energy into the Longyuan Sword, it's not going anywhere easily.

Holding the hilt tightly and holding the long sword high, his fingers began to turn white, and his arms trembled slightly.

He really wanted to put down the long sword and take a rest, but he didn't dare, because every time he relaxed his mind, he would notice that afterimage stretched his hand towards the hilt of the sword, so he was shocked, and he quickly pulled himself together and continued to focus on it. Waiting to hold up the long sword.

This move is a moment, and King Kong who is replaced by iron can't stand it.

Before he knew it, Kang Weili's ancestral robe was drenched in cold sweat, and even a puddle of sweat gathered under his feet.

"Impressive Immortals, what kind of dignity is it to roll all over the floor like this, what kind of dignity is it!" At the audience, Patriarch Yan reprimanded him again.

Because of Chu Qinghan, he also disliked the disciples of the Supreme Dao Sect.

"Yes, although the cultivation method of the Immortal Sect is somewhat different from that of my Confucian Sect, in the final analysis they all come from the same line. As a member of the Immortal Sect, it is indeed out of style to roll around like this." To Patriarch Yan's surprise, Chu Zhong Shu didn't object this time, but agreed.

"How about this, Patriarch Yan, I will discuss it with Elder Wei in a while. After the competition is over, you can go to the Supreme Dao Sect to help educate him a little bit, so as to prevent him from going astray." Just as he was wondering, he heard Chu Zhongshu continue. .

Patriarch Yan was stunned, and almost slapped himself on the mouth: Enlightenment, what should I use to educate?

It took only a few hours to roll, I think I'm about to vomit, if I really want to go to the Supreme Dao Sect, and watch him roll around all day, then I won't have to vomit to death.

"Patriarch Yan, don't worry, just vomit and vomit, and you'll get used to it." Seeing what he was worried about, Chu Zhongshu encouraged him kindly, and his gentle smile was even more refreshing.

But Patriarch Yan almost fell off the chair: You can get used to everything, but can you get used to vomit and vomit?
What's even more frightening is that the Supreme Taoist Sect not only has Chen Chaofeng who can get away with it, but also a ruthless man Ying Tianchen who may poison himself if he is not careful, and there is also a man who calls people to go to the house to expose the tiles and find him at every turn. Chu Qinghan, who was out of cow dung.

With his old bones, it would be a strange thing not to be tossed to death when he went to the Supreme Dao Sect.

"Pretend I didn't say anything." Patriarch Yan turned his head away and said with a sullen expression.

"Strange, just now Kang Weixin was restless. I saw that Chen Chaofeng had already grasped the hilt of the sword, but why didn't he make a move in the end?" At this time, an elder of the Confucianism sect next to him asked suspiciously.

Although Chen Chaofeng's rolling all over the ground is really unbearable to look at, but the most important thing in the fairy gate competition is the result.

What's more, in order to win, Kang Weili even used the Longyuan sword that Chu Songqiao had cultivated with the Zifu's true energy for many years, which was already despised.It's just that Chen Chaofeng's body style lacks the demeanor of the immortal sect, but his character is much better than them, so they don't have any prejudice against Chen Chaofeng.

"Not just now." Another Confucian elder corrected, "From the beginning until now, Chen Chaofeng has had at least seven chances to make a move, but each time he gave up at the last moment.

When he spoke, his eyes were of course full of doubts.

The strong make a move, and the opportunity is fleeting.If you miss it once, you may fail, or even pay the price of your life. Chen Chaofeng clearly has seven chances to win with one blow, and he doesn't know what he is planning.

"You guys don't understand this. Although Chen Chaofeng had a few chances, the Longyuan Sword is not in vain. If he really wants to make a move, even if he wins, it will probably be the result of both sides' losses. If he is not lucky, he may even die together.

Judging from the current situation, as long as he can persevere, Kang Weili will be dragged down by him sooner or later, why should he take this risk? "An older Confucianist senior explained.

(End of this chapter)