Comprehension second product Zhao Xiaomeng

Chapter 181
After finishing the remaining words, Jin Fuyin said: "Xiaomeng, you said that the master has tacitly allowed you to directly enter the top ten of the competition, but you also need to get to know the other nine disciples properly, know yourself and the enemy, so as not to hurt them too hard!"

Zhao Xiaomeng looked down at the ring...

I am an early Nascent Soul, everyone should be able to see it!
"Today is the schedule for the [-]th and [-]th ranks of the disciples of Yuanying's cultivation base. Besides you, there is another person who directly advances to the top ten. In the late stage of Dzogchen, I have not advanced out of my body, but I am waiting for the sect competition and want to win the leader of the five sects!"

"Unfortunately, I was kicked out of the ring yesterday in the 32nd [-]th competition, otherwise you will be able to see me in the ring tomorrow." Jin Fuyin said with some regret.

"Little senior sister is already very good!" Zhao Xiaomeng said this sincerely.

Jin Fuyin is only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, and can break into the top 32 among many disciples in the late stage of Nascent Soul and the middle stage of Nascent Soul. His strength is really great.

Jin Fuyin smiled proudly: "Naturally! In a few decades, I will also compete for the top spot!"

"Chief Jin, please take care of me in the future!"

"Chief Zhao, I'll let you go first this time, and I will be the leader next time! Hehe!"

"Accept and accept!"

On the fourth arena... Well, the fight was quite satisfactory, and she couldn't tell whether they were afraid that they would beat their opponent too hard or that they would be beaten too hard by their opponent.

On the third arena, Yu Zhiming and Liu Kuan each took out their long swords and fought together in a dangerous situation.

It's the style of the senior brother in charge.

"Like sourdough steamed buns!"

Of course, this is not a perfect solution. If you keep using the rope protection, it will consume a lot of spiritual power!When his spiritual power is exhausted, he will still be defeated by Chang Hui.

"I think so too!" Jin Fuyin's focus followed Zhao Xiaomeng's, "Do you think he never goes out? He is white and fat. If he is not taller, he is really blind!"

Therefore, he thought that as long as he protected himself while using the talisman to influence his speed, he could restrain him!
Next, it's time for him to show off his might!

Therefore, he needs to get rid of him as soon as possible within a limited time.

"..."

The big competition field of Yuanying disciples is set in the valley between the main peak and Younan peak.

"The third arena: Yu Zhiming, Liu Kuan."

Soon, an elder flew up, stopped in mid-air, and opened the protective formations of the four rings.

"The master said that it's because the master knows that even if he doesn't let them start the game, they will secretly bet behind his back. It's better to put it on the bright side and manage it."

"Second arena: Chang Hui, Qian Li."

The competitions of the four arenas started at the same time.

Qian Li felt that the only thing Chang Hui could do was that he was faster than others!

He raised his chin and looked down at the Nascent Souls, as if he was looking at a pile of garbage!
Under the coercion of the high-level monks, everyone present was silent.

When the monks reached the Nascent Soul level, their bodies were constantly nourished by spiritual power. All of them had good looks, moist skin, and a suitable figure of fat and thin. It was rare to see such a fat person.

Ordinary Nascent Soul monks cannot teleport continuously, there must be a time interval between two teleports, maybe a stick of incense, or a few breaths, like Chang Hui, who can teleport twice in a row is extremely rare.

Jin Fuyin said: "I was beaten down by that Guo Xun yesterday!"

"First ring: Guo Xun, Wang Hua."

"Yes! Why didn't I think of it!"

"Okay! I'll take you to watch the competition! There are two people you must pay attention to. One is an outer disciple named Chang Hui. The Nascent Soul Late Dzogchen, the speed is extremely fast, and the attack is fierce. There are already several disciples. He was seriously injured in his hand, but he admitted his mistake very well, and what he paid for was a good pill, so the elder turned a blind eye to him!"

As long as these two roads are cut off, he will be a lamb at the mercy of others!

Zhao Xiaomeng pointed to the disciple who was blushing and shouted to buy and leave, and said, "Senior sister, do the elders of the sect not care?"

Wang Hua took out his long sword and quickly launched an attack.

On the first arena, Guo Xun looked at Wang Hua with a smile, took out two metal gloves and slowly put them on his hands. He was not in a hurry to attack, but Wang Hua knew that he couldn't give this fat man too much time. After the traps are set up, there is only one dead end left for him.

"Buy and leave! Buy and leave!"

He did it on purpose!

Two slender, ordinary-looking monks stepped onto the stage and saluted each other politely.

"Junior Sister! Look here! Look here!"

"The one with the big eyes, the whites of the eyes, and the strong figure is Chang Hui."

The second-level talisman could not cause much damage to the Nascent Soul cultivator, but there were a few fourth-level talismans in the middle, which successfully affected Chang Hui's speed, forcing him to teleport continuously to avoid being injured.

At least, in the entire knockout round, no one could escape his trap.

Jin Fuyin pointed to the fat and smiling tall monk and said, "Look, Xiaomeng, that's Guo Xun!"

As soon as he got close, Zhao Xiaomeng heard the uproar one after another.

Among the eight, Chang Hui on the second ring was the first to move. As Jin Fuyin said, his speed was extremely fast, and he used the teleportation of the monk Yuanying to the fullest. His opponent Qian Li couldn't react in time, and frequently Dodge, quite embarrassed.

While the two were flying towards the Yuanying monk's arena, Jin Fuyin said: "The other one is an inner disciple, named Guo Xun, who is also a late Yuanying Dzogchen, with dual spiritual roots of water and soil, good at arranging traps and formations, and extremely difficult to deal with. .”

When they stood still on the stage, everyone's spiritual consciousness was shrouded in the four rings.

"Brother! Be careful!"

The eight people are all Dzogchen in the late Nascent Soul.

"it is good!"

As the elder's words fell, two young people jumped onto the ring.

"He's so white!"

"It's about to start!" Jin Fuyin tugged at her, "There are four rings, sixteen and eight, a total of eight matches. You must keep an eye on Chang Hui and Guo Xun! I'll let you know when they take the stage!"

However, he obviously knew Chang Hui in advance, and prepared a rope magic weapon to surround himself. If Chang Hui wanted to hurt him, he had to get rid of the rope first.

"The head said, a small bet is fun!"

Zhao Xiaomeng's eyes returned to the second ring, Qian Li controlled the rope magic weapon to protect himself, and attacked Chang Hui at the same time!
With a long sword in his right hand, he threw out a second-level talisman with his left hand.

And the control of teleportation!

"The fourth arena..."

The long sword in Qian Li's hand shot towards Chang Hui like lightning!

Chang Hui grinned, and his figure disappeared from Qian Li's gaze.

Qian Li was stunned, in a blink of an eye, he remembered the description he had given to Chang Hui's defeated general when he invited him to drink: Whenever you think this speed is his limit, he will refresh your perception!
At this moment, the influence of the talisman on him seemed to have never existed!
Only then did Qian Li realize the profound meaning of the man's words, and deeply comprehend his frustration and sadness.

The result of this competition was that Qian Li's spiritual power was exhausted and he voluntarily surrendered.

(End of this chapter)