By associating with Nezha, I became the darling of the Chinese gods.

Chapter 100 What do we need Hou Yi for? I can shoot arrows too!

Wenmiao had used the Fire-Tipped Spear phantom that the system had unlocked many times before.

This time, having finally gotten to use the official version, Wen Miao was a little unfamiliar with it at first, but she quickly became proficient.

Unlike the phantom image of the Fire-Tipped Spear that was unlocked by the system.

The genuine Fire-Tipped Spear used by Nezha is more difficult to master than the phantom spear.

However, because Nezha agreed, the Fire-Tipped Spear was deliberately made lighter, obediently allowing Wenmiao to use it.

In order to coordinate with Wen Miao's movements, the Samadhi True Fire at the tip of the spear was automatically released, creating a sea of ​​fire that burned towards the demonic cultivator with great force!
One fire killed a whole area, and the flames spread rapidly!
The points were quickly added to Wenmiao's exam number!

Wen Miao couldn't suppress her smile any longer.

Nezha was right, earning points like this is really satisfying!
The Fire-Tipped Spear is so well-coordinated!

The moment she reached out, all the attacks were completed automatically!

Taking advantage of the moment when the demon cultivator turned away, Wen Miao turned to look at Nezha:

"Nezha, I used your Fire-Tipped Spear, so what will you use?"

Pshaw, what's so special about that?
He has many magical weapons.

Nezha gave a light snort and took out a piece from his sleeve...

BRICS?!
Wen Miao opened her eyes wide, feeling as if she had just witnessed something amazing.

Good guy!
Isn't this one of the magical treasures that Taiyi Zhenren passed on to Nezha?!

Nezha weighed the magnificent gold brick in his hand and, without saying a word, smashed it towards the group of demonic cultivators!
"Wow——!"

Strangely enough, this gold brick seemed to have a built-in GPS function, accurately smashing the demonic cultivator's head every time.

Not only that.

Those gold bricks can change size, and the number of them can change!

When encountering a large, clustered group of demonic cultivators, the gold bricks would grow larger, like Mount Tai, and crash down heavily, covering the sky!
When encountering a chaotic group of demonic cultivators, the gold brick splits into countless smaller gold bricks, hitting them one by one with pinpoint accuracy, leaving no one behind!
The main focus is on adaptability!
Nezha weighed the gold brick in his hand, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Sure enough, the feeling of bricks hitting flesh is still the most satisfying.

It's been a long time since I used it.

I remember on the day of the Investiture of the Gods, he did the same thing, throwing a brick at Daji.

Nezha retrieved the golden brick, raised his eight lotus-like arms, and in a flash appeared in front of the five demon lords, throwing a fierce punch!

With all eight arms extended, every punch lands squarely!
The five demon lords were overwhelmed and beaten by Nezha alone, their bodies covered in blood and gore.

With three heads and eyes that can see in all directions, no one's trace can escape Nezha's eyes!
With eight arms, every punch landed with flesh and blood. The Hun Tian Ling, Golden Brick, Wind Fire Wheels, and Qiankun Ring were also used back and forth between the eight arms, taking the opportunity to finish off the opponent!

the other side.

Wen Miao wiped her face and gave chase. With the help of the golden brick attack, her Fire-Tipped Spear burned a bunch of demonic cultivators to death.

The Samadhi Fire burned fiercely, completely extinguishing any chance of survival for the demonic cultivators!

Wenmiao and Nezha worked together seamlessly, and countless demonic cultivators died at their hands.

Points are skyrocketing.

With their combined efforts, Wen Miao's score finally surpassed Su Nan's, placing her at the top of the leaderboard!

With no leader, the demonic cultivators were thrown into chaos by the two!
It’s amazing!

Seeing this, Old Man Wu was filled with astonishment, clicking his tongue in amazement:
"Brother Qingxuan, what incredible luck you had to step in dog poop to take on such a disciple!"

Qingxuan shook his head with a wry smile, too embarrassed to admit that he initially judged Wenmiao's strength to be even inferior to Su Nan's.

Sigh, I misjudged!

"Hahaha! Did you see that? Did you see that!" The examinees jumped up and down excitedly, grabbing the Penglai disciples and pointing at Wenmiao, who was fighting alongside Nezha in the sky, boasting in their tone:
"Hehe, I'm really close with her! Wen Miao and I took the same class before! She even secretly slept in class!"

After killing the last demon lord, Nezha calmly withdrew his attack.

"Nezha, Nezha, you missed a gold brick!" Wen Miao pointed at the fallen gold brick on the ground, her heart aching so much that it bled.

My goodness, that's pure gold!

Nezha calmly waved his hand, his tone unperturbed: "It's alright, Master has a wealthy family."

"A wealthy family..." Wen Miao couldn't help but twitch her lips.

Hey, does Master Taiyi know you're betraying your master like this?!
Even so, Nezha still retrieved the gold bricks he had missed.

In the shadows, a palm-sized nascent soul suddenly emerged from the dantian of a corpse lying on the ground.

Dai Rong's nascent soul's eyes darted around in a morbid manner. It glanced at Nezha and Wen Miao in horror before silently fleeing the scene.

Like a cunning rabbit with three burrows, this soul cultivator, fearing death, prepared many escape routes for himself!
Besides possessing bodies and foundations, he can also split his soul and create clones!

As long as he sends his nascent soul to another clone, the cultivation techniques and memories of the body that was killed by Nezha and Wenmiao will be perfectly inherited by his next body!
If the memory techniques are passed down well, it's no less than a second life!
He still has a chance to live!

Thinking of this, Dai Rong stopped and fled this hellish place like a madman!
"You beast, where do you think you're going!" Nezha's eyebrows twitched slightly, keenly sensing Dai Rong's movements.

Watching the Demon Lord's Nascent Soul dash off a thousand meters away, Wen Miaoqing couldn't help but sigh:
"Ah! If only I could invite the great god Hou Yi!"

"Using divine arrows to shoot demonic cultivators, the feeling of taking their heads from a thousand miles away, I have no idea how exhilarating that would be!"

Hou Yi?

How could Wenmiao summon so many gods besides the three-eyed one and the monkey?

Nezha frowned, crossed his arms, and snorted disdainfully: "Why ask Hou Yi? I can shoot arrows too!"

Wen Miao: "???"

Nezha silently recited the incantation, skillfully retracting his three-headed, eight-armed form, and then raised his right hand, shouting, "Bring on the spear!"

"Buzz!"

The Fire-Tipped Spear, which had been hovering around Wenmiao, was summoned by its master and immediately returned to Nezha's side, its shaft trembling with excitement.

Nezha grabbed the Fire-Tipped Spear with his right hand.

The Hun Tian Ling wrapped around Nezha's waist and arms seemed to know its master's thoughts. It quickly broke free from Nezha, bent into the shape of a bow, and finally stood considerately in front of Nezha.

The Fire-Tipped Spear was also cleverly mounted on a 'bow' made of the Heavenly Silk.

Strike the bow, aim, get ready!
"What are you standing there for? Didn't you want to shoot arrows for fun?" Nezha raised his chin, gesturing for Wenmiao to quickly grab the bow and arrow.

Wen Miao was stunned, staring blankly at the 'bow and arrow'.

Wait, you can use the Universe Ring and Fire-Tipped Spear like that?!

You're awesome, Nezha!

Even without bows and arrows, you can create them!
I just don't know how it feels...

Wen Miao's face flushed with excitement. She eagerly wiped the demonic blood off her hands and awkwardly grasped the object.

It's quite heavy.

Wen Miao frowned, gritted her teeth, and did her best.

However, the force required to draw a bow is too great. Even if Wen Miao used both his hands and feet, he could not draw the bowstring to its full extent.

Nezha walked over, stood behind Wenmiao, held her hand, and supported her for the rest of the time.

"Wenmiao, hold your breath and look up!"

Nezha's voice rang in Wen Miao's ears, carrying a light lotus fragrance, rising and falling gently.

Because they were so close, Wen Miao couldn't help but hold her breath, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

Look up... Look up...

Wenmiao nervously followed Nezha's instructions, holding her breath and focusing her attention on the increasingly smaller nascent soul in the distance.

The strain on my arms is gradually decreasing.

It was Nezha holding up the bow for her!

Sizzle sizzle sizzle…

With the help of Nezha's strength, the Hun Tian Ling and the Fire-Tipped Spear gradually gained momentum, and the bowstring was fully drawn!

The bow is drawn as full as a full moon!
The next second—

Shoot the Nascent Soul!
(End of this chapter)