Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself
Chapter 3: You are the Son of Destiny?
Li Xiaohua took a deep breath.
What should have been his perfect acting show turned into farce.
[It is detected that the host intends to play tricks, and the system cooperates with the host to play tricks. ]
[The dark clouds dissipate, the sun shines, and the breeze blows. ]
After Zhang Hao unleashed his sword, there was no more to say.
Holding a flying sword, with his back to Li Xiaohua.
The sun was shining on his face, and the breeze was blowing, blowing his hair.
Suddenly there is a feeling of loneliness like snow.
"You are defeated."
"You're weaker than I thought."
This remark blew up the audience.
"It hurts my brain to act so forcefully."
"It's rare in the world to talk nonsense against a monk with a first-rank cultivation base against a third-rank cultivation base."
Li Xiaohua laughed back angrily.
Just when he was about to finish off the pretender in front of him with a sword.
Suddenly, I felt my whole body twitching, my muscles tensed, and I was in pain, and a weird "wry smile" appeared on my face involuntarily.
The scratched wound began to suppurate, and white pus kept gushing up.
Li Xiaohua fell to the ground and lost control.
Staring at the inconceivably big eyes, the appearance of falling to the ground and twitching in pain made everyone in the audience stunned.
He endured the severe pain and opened his mouth.
"What sorcery did you use!"
Zhang Hao gently wiped the rusty iron sword.
It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be answering questions.
"The tetanus swordsmanship left by the seventh generation patriarch is really powerful."
"The central idea of this Pofeng swordsmanship and the power of the ultimate secret technique of tetanus are hidden very hidden, and it is difficult for ordinary people to detect."
"With the Rusty Sword, one sword and one tetanus, it's very easy to use."
Li Xiaohua fell to the ground for forty breaths.
According to the regulations, Zhang Hao wins!
The first much-anticipated opening game, which could even be said to be a specially prepared performance for Li Xiaohua, ended in Li Xiaohua's complete defeat.
A third-rank beats a first-rank, and is instantly killed by someone with a sword?
Telling it out will make people laugh out loud, and no one will believe it at all.
After Zhang Hao confirmed the time of the next promotion match, he turned and left.
Like this win had nothing to do with him.
It wasn't a life-and-death battle, Zhang Hao didn't want to use too much tetanus force, and Li Xiaohua, who was carried down, recovered quickly from convulsions.
He first looked viciously at Zhang Hao's leaving back, and then looked worriedly at the VIP seats, with tears rolling in his eyes.
Hearing the discussions around him, his complexion became even uglier, and he wished he could bury his head in his crotch.
"Even if you can't go to Tianshu Mansion, so what, with the old man by my side, the sky is big and the earth is big, and you can run rampant. The knowledge of this old man is no worse than those of Tianshu Mansion."
The God of Medicine in the ring spoke comforting words, but in his heart he was thinking about the moment when Zhang Hao made a move just now.
According to his perception, at that moment he felt the power of the law.
The God of Medicine is well-informed, but he has never seen the existence of a first-rank monk comprehending the law.
"The one named Zhang Hao is not simple."
"It's a pity he rejected me."
Medicine God felt sorry.
The suzerain at the VIP table was at a loss.
Li Xiaohua eliminated?
This is even better than a calf.
The more the suzerain thought about it, the angrier he became.
Where did Zhang Hao from Lingmu Peak come from?
Doesn't he know the implication of arranging Li Xiaohua as the first match and finding such a weak opponent as the opening match?
The coaching elder came to watch the performance of Li Xiaohua, a talented young man.
It's not to see how you, a first-rank monk, killed a third-rank monk.
"However, having said that, this Zhang Hao is a bit weird, killing the third rank against the first rank... It seems even more shocking."
"That's how it's done."
Song Tianxiang, the coaching elder of Tianshu Mansion, looked in the direction Zhang Hao was leaving.
"Isn't it an illusion?"
"What is that weird law that makes people's body muscles uncontrollable and twitching and weak, I have never heard of it."
On the Broken Wood Cliff.
Zhang Hao breathed the fresh air.
Winning an insignificant game did not make him very happy.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for passing the knockout round perfectly, and I will reward the host with 10 spirit pills as an encouragement."
Zhang Hao is very annoying.
I don't want to hear the evil voice of the system at all.
"My treasure, eat one, it's a ball!"
"roll!!"
As always, throw the pill off the cliff.
Holding a book of swordsmanship cheats in his hand, he read it with gusto.
"Eighteen Swords of Subduing the Dragon".
No. The 14th generation patriarch, who had a feeling when he killed the evil dragon in the endless sea, created the sword technique.
Zhang Hao read carefully.
On the first page, there is the experience left by the patriarch himself.
There are seven moves in this sword technique, and it is named Eighteen Swords of Jianglong, just because it rhymes nicely.
Zhang Hao quickly read the sword technique and remembered it in his mind.
Then sit cross-legged.
Do a quick run through in your head.
again and again.
"Ding! It has been detected that the host is comprehending the cheats. The system has finished scanning. Do you want to transfer the secrets of swordsmanship to the host now?"
Zhang Hao opened his eyes and muttered dissatisfiedly.
"He's playing with an ax in front of me again."
"I told you a long time ago, comprehending cheats has never been such a simple matter."
"Put away your ridiculous perception."
Zhang Hao took a deep breath, his face intoxicated.
"I seem to feel that the patriarch is sitting next to me, whispering in my ear, pointing me out sentence by sentence."
a long time.
Zhang Hao let out a joyful smile.
"So that's it, Patriarch, you are really naughty!"
"This set of swordsmanship clearly has eighteen moves, but you just said that there are only seven moves. Isn't that misleading?"
The system is speechless.
Silently reading the remaining eleven sword moves that Zhang Hao blindly comprehended but did not exist.
Zhang Hao feels that he has fully comprehended all the essence of "Eighteen Swords of Subduing the Dragon".
Going to practice both hands.
"Sword come!"
[Adding dragon phantom effects to Rusty Sword. ]
The rusty iron sword seemed to be full of fairy energy at this moment, trembling and making a dragon roar.
As Zhang Hao danced the sword, where the sword passed, the shadow of the dragon remained in the illusion.
So strong!
This was Zhang Hao's first impression that this sword technique was stronger than all the sword techniques he had comprehended before.
After practicing silently, Zhang Hao sat quietly on the edge of the cliff, comprehending the world and practicing.
Not long after.
Song Tianxiang, the head coach of the Tianshu Mansion, approached quietly.
Hide not far away and observe carefully.
The spiritual consciousness enveloped Zhang Hao unconsciously.
The task of coming to Qingshan Sword Sect this time is not just to inspect Li Xiaohua.
He also has a more important task, even related to the future fate of the entire Haotian Continent.
Find the person who should be robbed.
The Son of Destiny in the Palace Master's prophecy.
Song Tianxiang took out the Destiny's Son investigation record book and opened it.
The notebook is densely packed with the names and information of many people, all of whom are genius disciples of the major sects in the mainland.
Write it on the page of Qingshan Jianzong.
Zhang Hao: He has a first-class cultivation base, understands the laws, looks handsome, and is suspected of being a child of destiny with three and a half stars.
After observing for a long time, I didn't see any other abnormalities, so I spread my consciousness and found Li Xiaohua.
Then quietly hidden in the moonlight.
Of all the disciples of the younger generation in the Qingshan Sword Sect, only these two are worthy of attention.
At this time, under the Broken Wood Cliff, Li Xiaohua's face was full of gloomyness.
"Damn, that bastard!"
"How dare you insult me in public!"
"I'm going to kill him!"
"I'm going to kill him!"
The God of Medicine in the ring comforted him.
"Xiaohua, calm down! A win or loss doesn't mean anything."
"Your murderous intent will affect the stability of your cultivation base."
"Your suzerain changed the competition system specially for you, and set up a loser's group resurrection match. You just need to perform well in the future."
Li Xiaohua tried to calm down and talked to himself.
"Yes, a momentary victory or defeat doesn't mean anything."
"That kind of rubbish is not worthy of comparison with me. Next time, I will definitely break his leg."
Song Tianxiang, who was hiding in the dark, frowned.
Who is this kid talking to?
Could it be that he has a mental problem, and he seems to have a serious problem with his xinxing, so he can say such vicious words.
Open your notebook, cross out the information you wrote earlier, and rewrite it.
Li Xiaohua: Third-rank cultivation, awe-inspiring talent, unstable temperament, ugly appearance, suspected child of destiny with four stars.
What should have been his perfect acting show turned into farce.
[It is detected that the host intends to play tricks, and the system cooperates with the host to play tricks. ]
[The dark clouds dissipate, the sun shines, and the breeze blows. ]
After Zhang Hao unleashed his sword, there was no more to say.
Holding a flying sword, with his back to Li Xiaohua.
The sun was shining on his face, and the breeze was blowing, blowing his hair.
Suddenly there is a feeling of loneliness like snow.
"You are defeated."
"You're weaker than I thought."
This remark blew up the audience.
"It hurts my brain to act so forcefully."
"It's rare in the world to talk nonsense against a monk with a first-rank cultivation base against a third-rank cultivation base."
Li Xiaohua laughed back angrily.
Just when he was about to finish off the pretender in front of him with a sword.
Suddenly, I felt my whole body twitching, my muscles tensed, and I was in pain, and a weird "wry smile" appeared on my face involuntarily.
The scratched wound began to suppurate, and white pus kept gushing up.
Li Xiaohua fell to the ground and lost control.
Staring at the inconceivably big eyes, the appearance of falling to the ground and twitching in pain made everyone in the audience stunned.
He endured the severe pain and opened his mouth.
"What sorcery did you use!"
Zhang Hao gently wiped the rusty iron sword.
It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be answering questions.
"The tetanus swordsmanship left by the seventh generation patriarch is really powerful."
"The central idea of this Pofeng swordsmanship and the power of the ultimate secret technique of tetanus are hidden very hidden, and it is difficult for ordinary people to detect."
"With the Rusty Sword, one sword and one tetanus, it's very easy to use."
Li Xiaohua fell to the ground for forty breaths.
According to the regulations, Zhang Hao wins!
The first much-anticipated opening game, which could even be said to be a specially prepared performance for Li Xiaohua, ended in Li Xiaohua's complete defeat.
A third-rank beats a first-rank, and is instantly killed by someone with a sword?
Telling it out will make people laugh out loud, and no one will believe it at all.
After Zhang Hao confirmed the time of the next promotion match, he turned and left.
Like this win had nothing to do with him.
It wasn't a life-and-death battle, Zhang Hao didn't want to use too much tetanus force, and Li Xiaohua, who was carried down, recovered quickly from convulsions.
He first looked viciously at Zhang Hao's leaving back, and then looked worriedly at the VIP seats, with tears rolling in his eyes.
Hearing the discussions around him, his complexion became even uglier, and he wished he could bury his head in his crotch.
"Even if you can't go to Tianshu Mansion, so what, with the old man by my side, the sky is big and the earth is big, and you can run rampant. The knowledge of this old man is no worse than those of Tianshu Mansion."
The God of Medicine in the ring spoke comforting words, but in his heart he was thinking about the moment when Zhang Hao made a move just now.
According to his perception, at that moment he felt the power of the law.
The God of Medicine is well-informed, but he has never seen the existence of a first-rank monk comprehending the law.
"The one named Zhang Hao is not simple."
"It's a pity he rejected me."
Medicine God felt sorry.
The suzerain at the VIP table was at a loss.
Li Xiaohua eliminated?
This is even better than a calf.
The more the suzerain thought about it, the angrier he became.
Where did Zhang Hao from Lingmu Peak come from?
Doesn't he know the implication of arranging Li Xiaohua as the first match and finding such a weak opponent as the opening match?
The coaching elder came to watch the performance of Li Xiaohua, a talented young man.
It's not to see how you, a first-rank monk, killed a third-rank monk.
"However, having said that, this Zhang Hao is a bit weird, killing the third rank against the first rank... It seems even more shocking."
"That's how it's done."
Song Tianxiang, the coaching elder of Tianshu Mansion, looked in the direction Zhang Hao was leaving.
"Isn't it an illusion?"
"What is that weird law that makes people's body muscles uncontrollable and twitching and weak, I have never heard of it."
On the Broken Wood Cliff.
Zhang Hao breathed the fresh air.
Winning an insignificant game did not make him very happy.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for passing the knockout round perfectly, and I will reward the host with 10 spirit pills as an encouragement."
Zhang Hao is very annoying.
I don't want to hear the evil voice of the system at all.
"My treasure, eat one, it's a ball!"
"roll!!"
As always, throw the pill off the cliff.
Holding a book of swordsmanship cheats in his hand, he read it with gusto.
"Eighteen Swords of Subduing the Dragon".
No. The 14th generation patriarch, who had a feeling when he killed the evil dragon in the endless sea, created the sword technique.
Zhang Hao read carefully.
On the first page, there is the experience left by the patriarch himself.
There are seven moves in this sword technique, and it is named Eighteen Swords of Jianglong, just because it rhymes nicely.
Zhang Hao quickly read the sword technique and remembered it in his mind.
Then sit cross-legged.
Do a quick run through in your head.
again and again.
"Ding! It has been detected that the host is comprehending the cheats. The system has finished scanning. Do you want to transfer the secrets of swordsmanship to the host now?"
Zhang Hao opened his eyes and muttered dissatisfiedly.
"He's playing with an ax in front of me again."
"I told you a long time ago, comprehending cheats has never been such a simple matter."
"Put away your ridiculous perception."
Zhang Hao took a deep breath, his face intoxicated.
"I seem to feel that the patriarch is sitting next to me, whispering in my ear, pointing me out sentence by sentence."
a long time.
Zhang Hao let out a joyful smile.
"So that's it, Patriarch, you are really naughty!"
"This set of swordsmanship clearly has eighteen moves, but you just said that there are only seven moves. Isn't that misleading?"
The system is speechless.
Silently reading the remaining eleven sword moves that Zhang Hao blindly comprehended but did not exist.
Zhang Hao feels that he has fully comprehended all the essence of "Eighteen Swords of Subduing the Dragon".
Going to practice both hands.
"Sword come!"
[Adding dragon phantom effects to Rusty Sword. ]
The rusty iron sword seemed to be full of fairy energy at this moment, trembling and making a dragon roar.
As Zhang Hao danced the sword, where the sword passed, the shadow of the dragon remained in the illusion.
So strong!
This was Zhang Hao's first impression that this sword technique was stronger than all the sword techniques he had comprehended before.
After practicing silently, Zhang Hao sat quietly on the edge of the cliff, comprehending the world and practicing.
Not long after.
Song Tianxiang, the head coach of the Tianshu Mansion, approached quietly.
Hide not far away and observe carefully.
The spiritual consciousness enveloped Zhang Hao unconsciously.
The task of coming to Qingshan Sword Sect this time is not just to inspect Li Xiaohua.
He also has a more important task, even related to the future fate of the entire Haotian Continent.
Find the person who should be robbed.
The Son of Destiny in the Palace Master's prophecy.
Song Tianxiang took out the Destiny's Son investigation record book and opened it.
The notebook is densely packed with the names and information of many people, all of whom are genius disciples of the major sects in the mainland.
Write it on the page of Qingshan Jianzong.
Zhang Hao: He has a first-class cultivation base, understands the laws, looks handsome, and is suspected of being a child of destiny with three and a half stars.
After observing for a long time, I didn't see any other abnormalities, so I spread my consciousness and found Li Xiaohua.
Then quietly hidden in the moonlight.
Of all the disciples of the younger generation in the Qingshan Sword Sect, only these two are worthy of attention.
At this time, under the Broken Wood Cliff, Li Xiaohua's face was full of gloomyness.
"Damn, that bastard!"
"How dare you insult me in public!"
"I'm going to kill him!"
"I'm going to kill him!"
The God of Medicine in the ring comforted him.
"Xiaohua, calm down! A win or loss doesn't mean anything."
"Your murderous intent will affect the stability of your cultivation base."
"Your suzerain changed the competition system specially for you, and set up a loser's group resurrection match. You just need to perform well in the future."
Li Xiaohua tried to calm down and talked to himself.
"Yes, a momentary victory or defeat doesn't mean anything."
"That kind of rubbish is not worthy of comparison with me. Next time, I will definitely break his leg."
Song Tianxiang, who was hiding in the dark, frowned.
Who is this kid talking to?
Could it be that he has a mental problem, and he seems to have a serious problem with his xinxing, so he can say such vicious words.
Open your notebook, cross out the information you wrote earlier, and rewrite it.
Li Xiaohua: Third-rank cultivation, awe-inspiring talent, unstable temperament, ugly appearance, suspected child of destiny with four stars.
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