My talent is resurrection

Chapter 311

Standing on the sky, Chen Jiu looked down at Chen Jiu in the mirror who had fallen into the pit below, and grinned.

"how?"

In the mirror, Chen Jiu slowly got up from the pit, full of doubts and asked: "Why, we should be exactly the same?"

Chen Jiu crossed his arms and said with a smile: "I don't know about the others, but you and I are definitely different, just similar."

Chen Jiu in the mirror was even more puzzled, and asked in confusion: "How are we different?"

Chen Jiu turned his head and said with a smile: "When you ask this sentence, we will be very different."

In the mirror, Chen Jiu's complexion straightened, and his martial luck was condensed again. In the mirror, the god and man rose again, and opened his mouth to Chen Jiu.

"I don't believe it, call again."

Chen Jiu shook his fist, ignited the martial arts, and the golden light god appeared, confronting Chen Jiu in the mirror, "It's the same if you fight ten more times."

In the mirror, Chen Jiu yelled angrily, smashed the ground, and shot away suddenly, falling like a streamer.

Chen Jiu squeezed his hands, and many martial arts were condensed in the fist, which was full of energy, but it was not exposed at all.

The "tiny" fist.

Chen Jiu immediately punched Liu Guang, punched Liu Guang back at a faster speed, and fell to the ground, creating a long ravine.

The Wutong laymen who were outside were all dumbfounded. How could they feel that Chen Jiu had become stronger after fighting Ma Wu? In this mirror, Chen Jiu showed a tendency to crush.

Layman Wutong muttered to himself, "There is such a person who becomes stronger after a fight, he is too rogue and perverted."

Chen Jiu stood in the air, looked at Chen Jiu in the mirror, and waved: "Come again."

In the mirror, Chen Jiu got up from the ravine, with a haggard face, bent over, waved to Chen Jiu, and said: "No more fights, no more fights."

Chen Jiu was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Don't, I haven't fully realized the art of boxing yet."

In the mirror, Chen Jiuchao sat on the ground, curled his lips and said, "Who is willing to do the thing of being beaten, anyway, you can't beat it, so you can do whatever you want."

Speaking of this, Chen Jiu stopped pretending in the mirror, his face and body instantly dissipated, and turned into a spirit in the mirror composed of light, sitting on the ground.

Chen Jiushun appeared in front of the spirit in the mirror, frowned and said: "Well, I don't need a god to fight with you, so our strength is about the same, how about it?"

The spirit in the mirror lifted his expression, and hurriedly said: "Really?"

Chen Jiu nodded, "Yes."

The spirit in the mirror has already turned on Godman, shining golden light, standing aside with a serious expression: "Come on, I think this time it must be an evenly matched, fair and just battle."

Layman Wutong was stunned, he didn't expect the spirit in the mirror in this small world to be quite intelligent.

For Chen Jiu, it is destined to be a long practice, and it is very likely that he will not leave the level until he realizes this punch.

It is also rare for the academy to be quiet. There have been no major events these days. The only major event is to prepare for the upcoming Autumn Poetry Conference. Fan.

So the entire academy became busy during this period, and Zhou Xian was no exception. He had to help the disciples of the academy to copy a collection of poems, hang them on the gateposts around the academy, and show them to the sect monks who went to the academy.

Zhou Xian copied books every day, and today he took a break from his busy schedule, lying on the desk with his little head, secretly reading some strange novels.

After watching it for a while, Zhou Xian raised his head, a little uninterested, and still looking forward to playing the Autumn Ci Poetry Club with Chen Jiu in his heart.

It's just that the poetry meeting is still a long time away, and she doesn't want to copy books, and Chen Jiu doesn't come to accompany her, so she feels sad.

Zhou Xian sighed, and it was impossible to go to Chen Jiu quietly. Now that Chen Jiu is practicing in Xiaotiandi, he has no time.

So Zhou Xian could only copy the books by himself in the study and wait.

In addition to preparing for the autumn poetry meeting in the academy, there is another thing that is considered outstanding.

Ma Wu and a Taoist celestial official agreed to compete. On the second day after the Autumn Poetry Contest, the two fought in the most spacious small world of the academy.

And the most eye-catching thing among them is the word fight, which means that the two will die in the small world.

Although it is not a real death, the loser will definitely suffer a lot of injuries, and his reputation will also be suppressed.

And the little Taoist official dared to agree, probably because he was not afraid of the horse dance, and really wanted to tell the winner.

The fight between the two was regarded as the top fight among young monks in Central China, so everyone in the academy paid close attention to this matter, and some disciples even went to pray for Ma Wu, hoping that Ma Wu would win.

The significance of this battle can be great or small, to put it further, it is just a battle between the two sects' Tianjiao, each to learn from each other.

To put it in a big way, it should be the school that overwhelms Taoism.

So all want to win.

The Taoist little heavenly official dared to agree because he was determined to win, and he didn't want to lose at all.

After knowing this, Layman Wutong frowned, and discussed with the two semi-sages of Confucianism and Legalism.

"Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

The semi-sage of Confucianism said directly: "It is good to learn from each other, but it is bad to fight."

After all, one can be calm in fighting and exchanging ideas, but there is no one who is calm in fighting, and they have to beat each other to death.

The half-sage of Legalism frowned and said, "Who suggested it?"

The half-sage of Confucianism replied: "It seems that the girl Ma Wu went to invite the battle by herself, and the little Taoist official was not convinced, so she agreed directly. Coupled with the coaxing of many disciples in the academy, the matter naturally became serious. .”

Layman Wutong frowned, "Whether you win or lose, it's not good."

The Legalist half-sage echoed, "It's best for both sides to suffer."

But it's not just talking about it that can hurt both sides.

Layman Wutong was also anxious. After returning home, he continued to pace and pace, thinking left and right, and it was rare for him to do both, until he accidentally saw Xiaotiandi, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he clapped his fists and said excitedly.

"Have it!"

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in a small world.

Chen Jiu has changed from being on par with the spirit in the mirror to fighting against the spirit in the mirror, and this is still the case when Chen Jiu has not opened the gods.

The spirit in the mirror felt so miserable that he couldn't express it, so he could only helplessly wave his hands, "Stop fighting, you can play by yourself."

Chen Jiu was immersed in the excitement of Wuquan. Seeing that the spirit in the mirror stopped fighting, his face wrinkled, and he asked in doubt: "What's wrong?"

The spirit in the mirror said badly: "I can't beat you, so why should I beat you?"

Chen Jiu frowned, and began to flicker, "It is precisely because of this that you need training even more."

The spirit in the mirror looked blank, "Really?"

Chen Jiu nodded and said: "Really, if you don't believe me, if you get up and fight with me for a few days, you will definitely find that you have improved to a higher level."

The spirit in the mirror asked suspiciously, "Then why can't I still beat you?"

Chen Jiu replied: "That's because I also went up a level."

The spirit in the mirror was speechless, "Then I can't beat you all the time?"

Chen Jiu shook his head, and said seriously: "To be precise, it was during the time I was in Xiaotiandi."

The spirit in the mirror was startled, and then replied, "What's the difference?"

Chen Jiu said with a smile: "It sounds different."

The spirit in the mirror was stunned again.

This is a lie to a fool.

(End of this chapter)