The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 123 First Victory [Seeking Subscription Monthly Pass! 】

For the vast majority of the spectators in the stands, they were not very interested in the martial arts competition in Yangqijing.

Firstly, there are very few "star players" among them, and secondly, in a simple cognition, Qi Yangjing is the lowest level of practitioners, and the intuition is not very strong.

But at this moment, when Luo Ning drew his sword, they realized the error of their inherent impression.

As a genius of the five major sects, although he is nourishing his spirit, the actual combat power he can unleash is definitely higher than the "parallel broken nine" in the world.

On the arena, Ji Pingan faced the sword head-on, without any panic on his face, tipped his toes lightly, and his figure floated backwards gently like a fallen leaf, avoiding the trajectory of the sword energy.

Raise your right hand and point your fingers slightly forward.

Lips spit out: "Go!"

Nearly two meters high, the [Wooden Demon Puppet] with a brown-green base and reddish branches at the end raised its head, grinned wide, and screamed silently, its waist sank, and its knees bent.

"Peng!"

Two huge foot prints were sunken in the soil under his feet, and the puppet's body turned sideways, pulling out an afterimage, and sprinting towards the Huaiyuan swordsman.

Luo Ning was not surprised, he turned his wrist, and the straight sword energy suddenly cut horizontally, blocking the cut like a puppet.

The vertical slash just now was a feint, and the horizontal slash was a real strike!
But the other party seemed to have expected it long ago, and during the run, sharp "roots" suddenly extended from both feet, piercing into the ground.

While the earth and rocks were flying, half of its body sank to the ground, the sword energy scraped across its head, and green leaves flew up one by one.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Pingan in the distance had already floated out of the core of the battlefield. He raised his hands and hung them on his chest, palms down, and played lightly with ten fingers with clear joints.

Wisps of green and white two-color spiritual essence hang down from the fingers to form threads, and the ends of the threads are hidden in the air, as if controlling an invisible puppet.

At this moment, he flicked his ring finger lightly.

"boom!"

A wave of earth exploded around the wood demon puppet's body, and his body nimbly jumped up. At the same time, a sword aura rose from the pit under his feet.

Dangerous and dangerous, it brushed past the puppet's waist.

"Huh?" Luo Ning was taken aback, he never thought that his attack from secretly planning Chen Cang would miss.

Seeing the puppet rushing to the front, the wooden demon's waist twisted like a grinding disc, and its right arm was pulled back suddenly. The entangled branches were like thick blood vessels, full of explosive power.

Luo Ning drew his sword back to block.

In the next second, the wooden demon puppet punched out and was blocked by the wide blade.

However, the expected impact sound did not come, and Luo Ning's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was shocked to find that the opponent's punch was far less powerful than expected.

The fist didn't "smash", it was more like "sticking" to the sword.

Then, in the distance, Ji Ping'an's left middle finger lightly hooked, and the silk threads hanging down from his fingertips tightened.

The body of the wood demon puppet shrunk, with the fist as the center, stretching out vines, entwined with the wide sword blade while breathing, and pulling it back.

Luo Ning turned pale with shock, and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly. The two sides fell into a "tug of war".

It was actually a momentum of grabbing the sword.

"puff."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yuanyang, who was eagerly watching the drama on the ring stage, laughed out loud, and the corners of Luan Yu's mouth, who was always cold and arrogant, also raised the corners of his mouth, thinking it was really funny.

In the seating area of ​​Huaiyuan, a group of scholars looked unhappy, feeling a little out of style.

Ji Pingan stood leisurely in the distance, like a puppet artist in the market.

It's really indecent for my fellow disciples to compete with a wooden stake for a weapon.

……

on the ring.

Luo Ning wrestled with it for a while, but found that this wooden stake was quite strong...

However, the words of "Jin Kemu" were not false, he exhaled and opened his voice, the blade of the sword suddenly burst into bright sword light, the sharp aura filled the air, and every root of the ivy broke inch by inch.

Under the action of inertia, the wooden demon puppet suddenly staggered backwards, unable to stand firmly.

"Look at the sword!" Luo Ning's eyes lit up, his knees bent, his center of gravity sank, and he held the sword in both hands and slashed horizontally again.

After all, the distance was too close this time, and it was difficult for the puppet to dodge.
Above the waist, throw it high into the air, and below the waist, fly back with both legs.

Kankan "caught" the fallen upper body a few feet away, and tender green roots grew from the fracture, entangled with each other, and sewed the puppet together again.

However, it was not without cost, the light green starlight surrounding his body was visibly dimmed.

Ji Pingan in the distance seemed to be "in a hurry". Suddenly, with a slight push, the wood demon puppet raised its head and screamed, its arms growing wildly.

Like Luffy who ate a rubber fruit, his fist swelled several times, and he threw it at Luo Ning.

The scholar of Huaiyuan was not surprised but delighted, and did not resist stubbornly, but walked with the sword, dodging with body skills:

"Oh, you're not the only one who knows how to move."

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The puppet's fists fell into the air one after another, and the smashed earth and rocks splashed, seeing that it had no effect, suddenly stuck his hands in the soil, extended its roots downward, and then yanked hard.

Pull the body over with a "woo".

In the process, the arms became legs, the legs became arms, and the head collapsed into the abdomen and grew out of the crotch.

The whole human puppet completed the "head-to-tail shift" in mid-air. Many girls on the stage screamed at this scene. Obviously, this part of the nightmare will be indispensable in the coming days.

Luo Ning was also taken aback. Seeing the puppet approaching, he erected his broad sword again to block.

The fists and swords collided for the second time.

"boom!"

This time the puppet exerted all its strength, Luo Ning only felt a huge force coming, as if being hit by a locomotive.

Black hair flew back, and the blades were clearly curved inward.

The whole person was knocked back tens of feet, his feet "ploughed" two deep grooves in the ground, his boots rolled up, and his needles and threads snapped.

"So strong!"

In the stands, many martial artists were speechless, thinking that if they endured this punch, they would probably vomit blood.

It was also in the Qi Cultivation Realm, but the two people in the field gave them the feeling that they were like broken nine cultivators.

"This is a disciple of the Great Sect. If you face the scattered people of the same level, you will almost be crushed." The master of Duan Dao Sect said with emotion.

Behind him, the leopard-like daughter said curiously:
"Didn't you say that Ji Ping'an is weak? It looks like he's about to win."

The veiled Master Tingxue suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Luoning is the one who wants to win. Huaiyuan swordsman is good at killing and cutting, but he has been mostly defending since he came on the field. This is consciously delaying time. It depends.

"The time of this season's peace practice is too short, and the accumulation will not be very strong. The power of this technique is so extraordinary, it must consume spiritual energy very quickly. Luo Ning only needs to guard himself, wait for it to be vigorous, and then decline. Fight back."

The warriors around suddenly realized.

Turning his head to look at the seats of the major sects, he found that there was some commotion at Qin Tianjian, but Huai Yuan was calm and relaxed.

And after this onslaught, the starlight on the wooden demon puppet became increasingly dimmer.

In the arena.Feeling the numb arms, Luo Ning was amazed by the subtlety of the opponent's spells and the ability to capture the timing of the battle, but at the same time he was relieved.

Before taking the stage, he was very worried about what cards Ji Pingan was hiding, but now it seems that this should be the opponent's full effort.

Seeing that the puppet did not continue to attack, he smiled.

Looking at the distance, Ji Pingan, who had left the core of the battle, said:
"Lack of strength? Then it's time for me to fight back."

After the words fell, Luo Ning took a deep breath, two puffs of fresh air burst out from his eyes, and the righteous energy circulated throughout his body.

A light blue illusory flame flows along the hilt of the sword.

Like a liquid, it dripped to the ground, blooming a scorching mark.

"Chong!"

Amidst the sound of the sword, the hem of Luo Ning's Confucian robe was raised, and his burly body rushed forward, reaching in front of the puppet, and slashed it off with his sword.

"呲呲呲..."

The wooden demon puppet raised its arms to block, and sparks flew everywhere.

But immediately, the illusory sword fire spread over and began to burn his arms.

With a hook of Ji Pingan's little finger, the two ignited arms broke off at the root and fell to the ground, turning into coke.

Luo Ning said loudly:
"Gold defeats wood, fire also defeats wood, you deserved to lose this round."

While speaking, the swordsman raised his sword to slash repeatedly, and the puppet he hit was retreating steadily. The sword fire kept burning on his body, and was extinguished again.

The branches flew horizontally, the leaves fluttered, and the red flowers lost their moisture from being roasted, and slowly fell, being stepped on by Luo Ning.

The reversal of the situation came so quickly, and there was an uproar in the stands.

Most of the audience lacked eyesight and didn't know the specifics. They were only amazed at how the attack and defense were reversed in the blink of an eye when they clearly had the upper hand.

That season's peace was in jeopardy.

And the powerhouses of the major sects are not surprised, even expected:
"Ji Ping'an is indeed powerful, but the disadvantage is that the accumulation of spiritual essence is not deep enough, and he is restrained."

"Luoning is also stronger than the rumors in the market, and he is only one step away from breaking the Nine Horrors, and his swordsmanship is quite solid, and the future can be expected."

"If there is no hole card, Ji Ping'an may be in trouble. Without his puppet, the frail Xingguan is no match for a swordsman."

In the direction of Qin Tianjian, many star officials also showed worried expressions on their faces.

Only Luo Huaizhu and several supervisors were still staring at the ring.

Past experience told them that with Ji Ping'an's insidiousness, there must be another way.

"It's flashy, it's a waste of my fruit." Zhao Yuanji crossed his arms and commented coldly.

Zhao Yuanyang clasped the wooden fence with both hands, and turned back when he heard the words, staring at his brother expressionlessly, Zhao Yuanji's heart was flustered.

……

on the ring.

With Luo Ning's counterattack, the body of the wooden demon puppet was almost dismantled.

The two-meter-high body shrank to more than one meter, and the ground was covered with burning branches, flowers, and leaves, which looked quite miserable.

And Ji Pingan still stood in the distance, carefully controlling the puppet with ten fingers.

"clang!"

Luo Ning jumped again and sent the puppet flying.

The young scholar was quite happy, he only felt that he had a chance to win, and shouted to Ji Pingan:

"Your spiritual energy is almost exhausted, so just admit defeat. The fruit you threw looks familiar, so it should be a good thing. If you stop in time, you can keep some, or it will burn dry later."

Ji Pingan smiled, and said the first sentence after the war:

"Since you think it looks familiar, you didn't know what it was?"

What is it?
Luo Ning was stunned, looking at the other party's smile, a strong uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart.

Subconsciously searched for memories in his mind, but Ji Pingan threw out the fruit too quickly, so he didn't see it clearly.

"It's fire phoenix fruit." Ji Pingan reminded him:

"It is said that the fruit grown from a small tree where the fire phoenix inhabited has the effect of healing. Although it is a wood, it is also a fire, and it is not afraid of fire."

Luo Ning was startled, and saw that the puppet was knocked flying not far away, and the puppet that fell on the ground slowly stood up, and the scattered branches on the ground gathered towards it.

Breathe, piece together and stitch together.

The scorched black scars on the puppet's body fell off, revealing its red skin.

His hands clasped his wrists in front of him, and his neck twisted from side to side in a humane way.

There were exclamations from the stands, and they were attracted by this unexpected scene.

Luo Ning's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his sword subconsciously to defend.

He is not afraid of this puppet, even without the help of sword fire, he is confident to tear it down.

But the key point is, since this puppet is not afraid of flames, why did it deliberately show weakness just now?

Consume his spirit element?
wrong.

In this case, Ji Ping'an will consume more, which is meaningless.

Unless, the other party did this for another purpose, but what went wrong?He couldn't figure it out.

"Haven't you thought of it yet?" Ji Ping'an's voice came at the right time, and said:
"May I remind you, remember those flowers that you smashed and crushed? Do you remember how much pollen you sucked into your stomach? It seems that your teacher didn't remind you that before fighting against the Jupiter star officer, it is best to put The food in the stomach is digested cleanly."

pollen? !
Luo Ning looked up in astonishment, and then saw Ji Pingan sighed lightly, and among the ten fingers hanging in front of his body, two of them had never been used.

The silk thread flowing down from the fingertips suddenly tightened!

"puff!"

Luo Ning spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered.

On his back and chest, the Confucian robe exploded with several holes, and the flesh and blood burst out.

Blossoming red flowers grew out of his body, swaying in the wind, it was too beautiful to behold.

There are also flowers and plants protruding from the nasal cavity and throat, constantly absorbing the spiritual essence flowing in his meridians.

The wood demon puppet in front rushed to the front and threw out a fist. Luo Ning leaned back and fell straight. The long sword in his hand drew a parabola and plunged into the ground with a "poof".

The hilt of the sword vibrated.

The golden-armored guards beside the ring sounded like a bell:

"Qin Tianjian, Ji Pingan wins!"

After the words fell, the flowers on Luo Ning's body withered and shattered into powder.

The two-meter-tall [Wood Demon Puppet]'s body was covered with starlight, and it turned into a round and fiery red fruit, which flew into Ji Ping'an's hands by itself.

inside the field.

One was lying on the ground gasping for breath, and the other, except for the jump out of the battle ring before the opening, didn't even take a step from the beginning to the end.

The clothes are spotless, and the judgment is judged.

in the stands.

Because the situation was changing so fast, people didn't react for a while, until the golden armored guard announced, and there was a "wow" in the slightly quiet seat, and it became lively.

Noisy sound waves, layer upon layer, for a while, no one paid attention to the competitions in the rest of the arena.

The entry of the recently famous young monk, miraculous spells, fierce duels, and a seemingly hopeless comeback, were actually suppressed by calculated tactics from beginning to end.

All these are enough to make the blood of the exhibitors on the stage go up, giving birth to indescribable excitement and excitement.

Probably, this is where the charm of martial arts competition lies. The smooth process cannot affect people's emotions. It can only be said that someone understands the effect of the program.

Coupled with the blessing of "local" winning, for a while, continuous cheers erupted in the stands.

……

ps: there are more in the evening

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