In the Sand Village, the clones are everywhere, and the Arkham game begins

Chapter 388: Damn! Is this the Armor Hero?
Qingshui naturally has his own way to deal with this kind of spirit.

He has achieved great attainments in lightning magic and ninjutsu. A powerful force with a long history like the Mo Sect must have internal means to deal with the situation.

The reason why the second level of Mohist Qigong is called Ming Gui is because when one reaches this level, one begins to practice dual cultivation of sex and life just like Quan Zhen.

Although he is not as specialized as Quanzhen in sexual power, he has reached the level of being able to produce Yin God or even Yang God.

Yin spirits can get rid of their bodies and live forever like these elves, while yang spirits can return from yin to yang, relying solely on their souls to possess all the properties of a physical body, just like immortals on land.

When the Mo Men's mental method reaches the Ming Gui realm, it can also strengthen the spirit, strengthen the soul, improve the quality of Qi, and possess the ability to kill spiritual bodies. Even though the restraining effect is not as strong as that of the Thunder Method, it is still effective.

As for the choice of clear water, you want them all.

A "sizzling" sound of electric current was heard, and streaks of lightning condensed on the magical sword in Qingshui's palm.

"This is!"

Zhang Lingyu, who was watching the game beside the old Taoist priest, suddenly stood up from his seat in shock.

A large group of onlookers around also began to talk at this time.

"Thunder magic? Master, this..."

Zhang Lingyu looked at Zhang Zhiwei.

Could it be that besides Zhang Chulan, there are other disciples living outside Longhu Mountain?

But this guy is from Momen!

"Lingyu, be patient. We are not the only ones who can control thunder and lightning in Longhu Mountain. Our Tianshi Mansion uses the Tianxin Five Thunders Orthodox Method. Shangqing, Shenxiao, and Qingwei also have their own Five Thunders Method. As for those outside of the Taoist sect, there are even more."

The old Taoist priest looked at the scene, stroked his long beard, and spoke slowly.

Breathing of Thunder·Type 1·Thunderbolt Flash·Ten Consecutive Times!
In an instant, Qingshui's figure turned into lightning, and in the blink of an eye, ten sword energies containing thunder attributes struck Liu Kunsheng's body.

This huge black snake, whose head alone was as high as a second floor, couldn't help but hiss and began to bite even more frantically.

Lightning flashed, and Tian Jinzhong also widened his red eyes and watched the competition on the field.

"Brother, I haven't been out of the mountains for seventy years. My vision is shallow and I can't recognize which school of martial arts this is. How about you?"

"I can't figure it out either. The Mo Sect shouldn't have this kind of kung fu. This great professor must have gotten it from somewhere, or maybe he developed it himself. But what I don't understand is that even if he developed a technique, he should have at least referred to the experience of other sects, right? But I can't figure out which sect's technique it is from."

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head, his old yet clear eyes full of curiosity.

He has lived for more than a hundred years and has been the best in the world for most of his life. He has a broad vision, but he still couldn't see Qingshui's way.

The old Taoist priest couldn't figure out Qingshui's plan, let alone others.

Feng Xingtong watched helplessly as the extremely powerful Master Liu was hit several more times, and could only speak hurriedly:
"I surrender!"

Qingshui stopped immediately.

"Thank you, Brother Xingtong."

"Thank you, Professor Zhuo, for showing mercy."

Feng Xingtong hurriedly took Liu Kunsheng back and found that he was not injured at all, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the family deity worshipped by Deng Youfu. If it was injured by him, he would not know how to face Deng Youfu.

His father Feng Zhenghao is one of the Ten Lords, but Deng Youfu's grandmother Guan Shihua is also one of the Ten Lords. Even if he can summon spirits and send generals to restrain the spirit horse, it would not be a good idea to create a conflict and offend them.

Feng Xingtong himself couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

"It's okay. Although Immortal Liu's spirit body is injured, his soul is intact. It's just that his cultivation has been reduced. When you go back, make more offerings and sacrifice three animals, and it will be repaired soon. If there is anything missing, you can ask Tianxiahui for help. This is my compensation for Xingtong."

Feng Zhenghao also comforted Deng Youfu at this time.

Zhang Lingyu, who was preparing to go on stage, had a serious expression on his face.

There are too many young masters in this Luotian Dajiao.

Lu Linglong alone almost failed without using the water mine, not to mention the others.

Zhuge Qing is very strong and was an opponent that Zhang Lingyu had previously taken very seriously. Wang Ye, who defeated Zhuge Qing by using Fenghou Qimen, one of the Eight Great Skills, will only become stronger. Feng Baobao's strength is also far beyond the younger generation. Although Zhang Chulan is shameless, his strength is definitely not bad.

Now that this young professor from Mo Men has shown such strength, Zhang Lingyu feels under tremendous pressure.

Without using water mines, he doesn't seem to have much chance of winning against these people.

But fortunately, it probably won’t be needed in the next game.

Zhang Lingyu silently turned his gaze to the other side, and also looked at the masked Lu family retainer, Ling, who was carrying two swords.

That would be his next opponent.

And behind Zhang Lingyu.

The old Taoist priest was also thinking.

Tang Wenlong was easily defeated by Zhang Chulan before, which shows that this grandson of the big-eared thief is quite powerful.

The other top eight are Feng Baobao and Feng Shayan. The latter's strength is acceptable among the younger generation, but she should not be a match for the little girl Feng Baobao.

As for this half, Lingyu is dealing with the young professor from Momen. It seems that even if Lingyu uses the water mine, he may not be able to win.

Considering that the opponent can even beat Chai Yan, Lingyu may not make it to the finals.

Then the first two places should be taken by Chu Lan and Zhuo Qingshui.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Qingshui who was walking back to the audience seats from the stadium. The conversation he had with Zhang Chulan before the game started came to his mind, and he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

There is no need to give Lingyu any magic pills.

In the following quarterfinals, Ling lost to Zhang Lingyu very easily.

Another day passed.

Final Four.

After Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan put on an exhibition match that insulted the latter's intelligence, sending the latter into the finals, another match that people were looking forward to came.

The favorite to win the championship, Zhang Lingyu, will face off against the biggest dark horse of this competition, Professor Zhuo Qingshuizhuo, a great scientist who was often seen in the news some time ago.

"The next match is between Zhang Lingyu from Tianshi Mansion and Zhuo Qingshui from Mo Sect! Let the match begin!"

Following the loud shout of a Taoist priest from the Tianshi Mansion who was acting as a referee, Qingshui and Zhang Lingyu slowly walked into the competition venue from the entrances on both sides.

"Professor Zhuo, please be careful. Lingyu has reasons not to lose in this Luotian Grand Ceremony, so Lingyu will try her best from now on."

Zhang Lingyu politely clasped his hands together, made the Ziwu seal, and bowed to the clear water.

His senior brother Rongshan said that if Zhang Chulan, who was not as timid as he seemed, was allowed to become the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, he would go down the mountain with several other fellow disciples.

I can't afford to lose that person.

So he, Zhang Lingyu, could only give it his all.

This is for the thousand-year reputation of Tianshi Mansion!

"It doesn't matter. Just use whatever abilities Lingyu Zhenren has."

Qingshui held the magic sword in his right hand and said with a smile.

He wasn't worried about losing at all.

Except for those old guys who are over a hundred years old, the rest of the people present should not be his match.

"Then Professor Zhuo, Lingyu is offended!"

Zhang Lingyu then said seriously.

In an instant, a layer of golden light like glass enveloped Zhang Lingyu's body.

Golden Light Curse!
"Dang!~"

The clear and loud sound of swords rang out. In the stands, Lu Ci, who had not been to the scene to watch the battle yesterday, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Qingshui below with a pair of fierce eyes.

The next moment, another murderous gaze was cast towards him.

"Lao Lu, what's wrong?"

Wang Ai, who was sitting next to Lu Ci, glanced at Yue Qian and said hurriedly.

"Sorry, nothing."

Lu Ci bowed to Yue Qian below, indicating that he had no ill intentions, and then explained:

"I just remembered the days back then. I haven't heard such a sound of swords for many years. Plus, Professor Zhuo's swordsmanship seems to have absorbed some of the essence of Japanese swordsmanship, so... I'm a little stressed."

Lu Ci said with some emotion.

Seventy years ago, the two pillars of the Lu family, the eldest son Lu Ren and the second son Lu Ci, were both extraordinary people fighting on the front lines of the War of Resistance against Japan. The eldest son of the Lu family died in the war.

The one who killed the eldest son of the Lu family at that time was the demon Eita among the Higashiyama ninjas, a superb swordsman who wielded the demon sword Hirumaru.

Later, Eita fought against several extraordinary masters in a ten-man battle at Touten Cave. At that time, Lu Ci blew out one of the guy's eyes. He was chased into the mountains and jumped off a cliff. Finally, he was killed by the hunter's daughter with a rusty iron hatchet.

"Now everyone is talking about the fusion of the worlds. We also taught people to learn from the barbarians and defeat them in the past. It is normal for young people to know some things. After all, they are from the Mo Sect and have learned many and diverse things."

Wang Ai said with a smile.

"That's why I didn't lose my temper. Which old fellow here can't see how good this young man's swordsmanship is? In addition to the Mo Men's non-offensive swordsmanship, he also has the foundation of several other swordsmanship techniques.

Not to mention that he has made such a great contribution to the country. Although I don't know what his achievements are used for, I know that his technology can make our missiles hit farther and more accurately, which is worthy of my recognition that he is a man. No matter how stupid foreign countries are, they will not send a bunch of technologies that they themselves don't have just to squeeze in a spy. "

Lu Ci said as he looked at the playing field below.

"But you, Old Wang, your grandson was bullied so badly, you old fox, don't you have any other ideas?"

"Old hedgehog, I'm a fox, not an idiot. I've figured it out. They're just curious about my Wang family's magic."

"Are you going to spread the word about the divine painting?"

"The core part cannot be passed on unless you are a member of the Wang family."

That is, the non-core parts can be transmitted.

Or turn the person into a member of the Wang family and then pass it on.

Lu Ci lowered his head and began to think.

This person will definitely be very powerful in the future.

No, it’s already very serious. We can only make friends with him and not offend him.

Twenty-seven years old, unmarried. Among the younger generation of the Lu family, among the unmarried girls under thirty, the more beautiful ones are...

Ok?
and many more?

Something is wrong with the following game?
"Cough, cough, cough!"

The golden spell was broken, blood was flowing from the corners of Zhang Lingyu's mouth, and there were many holes in his flowing white robe.

Streams of sticky black fluid flowed out from Zhang Lingyu's cuffs.

The appearance of Shui Zang Lei means that Zhang Lingyu has achieved Zhang Chulan’s dream - he is no longer a virgin.

This indeed surprised many people, and broke the hearts of many young women who coveted Zhang Lingyu, but what was even more surprising was what happened on the other side.

A robot that is more than two meters tall, silver-white in color, and has a sci-fi shape.

"Oh my god! This is the Armor Hero!"

In the stands, Zhang Chulan's eyes were about to fall out of his head in surprise.

He's not going to play this thing in the finals, is he?
Canglong on another stand was drooling.

"This thing is so cool..."

If he could have one, Linglong would probably think it would be cool, right?
"Dr. Liao, do you have such means in the Mo Sect?"

Feng Zhenghao, who was trying to establish a relationship with Liao Fan, was looking at the competition venue below in amazement.

Such a large magical weapon, one is worth a hundred ordinary magical weapons, right?

But the Qi above undoubtedly shows that this was refined by Qingshui himself.

For a young weapon refiner who is less than 30 years old, no matter how talented he is, it is already amazing that he has the magic sword he had before, but to take out such a big thing is really shocking.

"Um... I haven't heard of it. Maybe it's Brother Zhuo's new research result?"

Liao Fan said uncertainly.

Brother Big Boss can bring about a revolution in chip technology and create an era of artificial intelligence, so it's normal for him to create a super magic weapon, right?
"The latest research results? Or..."

Feng Zhenghao pushed up his glasses.

As the descendant of the art of restraining spirits and dispatching generals, he knew very well that among the eight extraordinary skills, there was one called the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements.

Wang Ai, Lu Ci, Lu Jin and other strong men of the older generation who had personally experienced the Jiashen Rebellion could not help but think of this miraculous skill.

But this has nothing to do with Zhang Lingyu for the time being.

What he needs to consider is how to withstand the bombardment of this "Armor Hero".

"boom!"

Well, don't think about it.

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The thick and sticky water thunder, coupled with the already powerful golden light spell, could not withstand a few attacks from the platinum.

Zhang Lingyu tried to stand up from the ground tremblingly.

He doesn't want to lose.

"Okay, Lingyu."

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly spoke in the stands.

The sound was not loud, but it reached every corner of the stadium.

"Give up, you are no match for Professor Zhuo."

"Master!"

Zhang Lingyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his white sleeve and shouted.

Zhang Zhiwei said: "You can't hold on until Professor Zhuo's Qi is exhausted."

"But disciple, I still want to give it a try. If I don't try hard until the last moment, how can I know if it will work?"

"You can not."

Qingguo decisively showed the guns and cannons mounted on the platinum.

Zhang Lingyu:......

"Hey, Junior Uncle! Anyway, Professor Zhuo is so powerful, I definitely can't beat him. Why don't you surrender? I'll surrender in the finals too!"

Zhang Chulan on the sidelines made a trumpet shape with his hands and spoke loudly to Zhang Lingyu.

By now in the Luotian Grand Ceremony, Zhang Chulan had formed a basic understanding of his own strength.

Under normal circumstances, she is at most at Lu Linglong's level, and the top four is almost the limit. When in an explosive state, she can indeed compete with Zhang Lingyu in a short period of time if he activates the water mine, but her chances of winning may not be that great.

(End of this chapter)