Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 1094 Intermission
Seeing this high-ranking member of the Duxian Sect groaning silently, how could Ling Xiao not know what he was thinking, so he continued to say, "Plus this sect's Ten Thousand Laws Returning to the Sect Formation?"

"really?"

Almost without hesitation, the senior officials of Duxianmen immediately asked.

"With identities like you and me, how can there be jokes?" Ling Xiao said with a slight smile.

"Well, Duxianmen will choose the opportunity to strike!" The senior officials of Duxianmen replied immediately, but he thought in his heart that if he had the opportunity, Sanzang could naturally be eradicated, provided that Tianlong Temple did not know about it.

If the time is not ripe, you can wait. If there is no chance, this matter can only be postponed indefinitely. I believe that opportunities will always be found.

When Ling Xiao heard his promise, a smile appeared on his face again, and he continued to say through voice transmission: "This matter is not being done by Du Xianmen, but by this sect and even other allies. We should act first to be strong, and if we do it too late , After all, it will be nothing. When the time comes to use Sanzang’s body as evidence, the promise made by the old man will naturally be fulfilled immediately.”

The senior officials of Duxianmen nodded silently, and said nothing more.

Instead, focus on the competition field.

The light at night is a bit dim, but it doesn't affect anything for practitioners.

After cultivating to a certain level, one can naturally see at night.

The monks from the six sects still rushed forward one after another, consuming Tang Seng's mana.

Moreover, every time he rushed up, he still used ruthless killing. While consuming Tang Seng's mana, every disciple of the six major sects fantasized that Tang Seng could fall under his powerful blow.

Although it was a battle of wheels and a war of attrition, the battle situation was always very dangerous due to the seriousness of the crowd outside the arena.

However, even in such a dangerous battle situation, Little Master Sanzang was always able to defuse it with ease, throwing away the monks from the six major sects time and time again.

Still did not hurt any opponent.

It is equivalent to giving the opponent a chance to fight.

"Little master Sanzang is indeed extremely merciful. The other party tried to put him to death repeatedly, but he never made a serious blow. This kind of bodhisattva's heart is really rare!"

"If you enter Tianlong Temple, you will get the right fruit. You are indeed a decent sect. I, a descendant of the Cao family, should enter Tianlong Temple to practice!"

"From now on, Tianlong Temple will definitely become the head of the eight sects. The future is limitless, and Buddhism and practice will definitely flourish!"

The voices of discussion gradually resumed. In the eyes of everyone, even such a dangerous fight already had some meaning of visual fatigue, and some people began to talk softly.

Even at this time, there are still people coming, but no one is leaving.

20 points!

21 points!

22 points!
As time goes by, the merit points in the system panel are rapidly increasing.

After a night of fierce fighting, the battle situation is still not over.

By the time the first ray of morning sun rose, Tang Seng's merit points had accumulated to 43 points.

By this time, the entire offensive rhythm of the six major sects had slowed down. After such a long period of fierce fighting, they had reached the verge of exhaustion.

Not only was his body exhausted, but even his mana was almost exhausted.

On the other hand, Tang Seng, although his movements are getting slower and slower, and he seems to be very tired, but his shots are still so fast, and his judgment is still so accurate, no matter what kind of attack he can resolve one by one.

Everyone has seen it, and it continues like this.

The disciples of the six sects were the first to lie down!
But no one expected that at this time, the little master Sanzang spoke after blowing away a disciple of Du Xianmen: "The poor monk asks for a period of rest before continuing the competition!"

His voice was high and spread far away.

Everyone present was taken aback when they heard the words. Obviously, if Tang Seng persisted for a while, the disciples of the six major sects might be exhausted, but he proposed to rest.

Shouldn't this kind of proposal be made by the six main sects?
But, why didn't people from the six sects mention it?It's not that they want to exhaust Tang Seng's mana. This approach makes them ashamed to make such a request.

"Amitabha, Elder Sanzang is still too young to do anything serious, and he made this extremely absurd proposal."

The second elder of Tianlongmen shook his head slightly and sighed.

How could he fail to see the advantage Elder Sanzang had at this time, as he said, as long as he persisted, the victory would definitely belong to Elder Sanzang.

"Amitabha, be safe and don't be impatient!"

At this time, Abbot Kuchan proclaimed a Buddha's name and said: "Elder Sanzang must have his reasons for doing this. Maybe the current state is just what he barely maintains. Maybe he is not what he seems on the surface. But what about the disciples of the six sects!"

After finishing speaking, Master Kuchan himself shook his head, saying that he couldn't understand Elder Sanzang at all.

The so-called strong outside but capable in the middle is just his speculation.

As for Elder Sanzang, he couldn't figure out what was going on now.

Inside!

Tang Seng finished shouting in one voice, and before the competition organizing committee could express his opinion, monks from the six major sects took the lead in stopping the attack.

There is no other reason, they are already tired, if they continue to attack like this, they will have to follow in the footsteps of those disciples in the qi refining period, exhausted and paralyzed!
This is something that no foundation establishment disciple would want to happen.

Not only did they stop, but they all sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate to recover their mana!

Outside the arena, the high-level officials of the six major sects couldn't help showing a look of contemplation on their faces when they saw such a situation.

They didn't stop their disciples from adjusting their breathing, and no one went out to announce the temporary suspension of the competition.

A very formal competition has just entered another state.

The players who participated in the game stopped by themselves.

The disciples of the six major sects had only adjusted their breaths for more than a dozen breaths, and they were called to the sidelines one after another by the senior officials of the sect.

They didn't dare to leave the competition venue without authorization, as long as they crossed the rope on the edge of the venue, even if it wasn't hit by the opponent, they were considered out of the game.

Just at the edge of the venue, the senior officials of the six major sects gave each disciple a pill.

One pill per person to help restore mana.

This kind of elixir is extremely precious, and no idle disciple would give one, even the ten foundation-building stage disciples who ended up on the field, before entering the field, none of the sects gave it to them.

Up to now, when the disciples are about to run out of fuel, all sects are finally willing to bleed profusely.

The disciples of the six major sects who received the elixir immediately swallowed it in their mouths, and then each sat near the camp of their own sect and began to adjust their breath with confidence.

"Sanzang, come here!"

Seeing that the six major sects had given their disciples pills, the second elder also waved to Tang Seng in the competition field.

(End of this chapter)