City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 163

In the auditorium, the third elders of Changshengtang were already stunned.

He originally thought that seeing a dark hall secret technique was already a big deal, but he didn't know that the scene just now was even more insane...

"Pupillary surgery!"

He slumped on the chair, his mind was full of this noun, his eyes fixed on Wei Xiao on the ring, as if he was looking at a monster, and he didn't dare to blink at all.

If the transformation technique entrusted by Zhang Tuan just now is the secret technique of the dark hall, then this "pupil in the pupil" is an absolute taboo in the entire hall of longevity!
This is the result of the study of longevity, and the result of going on the wrong path. It is the sorcery of the disciples of the Changshengtang "everyone gets it and punishes it"!

Seeing that the blow just now worked, Wei Xiao immediately made a decisive decision and rushed forward.

He has practiced for so long, besides learning a few witch talismans, the biggest gain is to have a strong body.

It can be said: His most powerful method at present is hand-to-hand combat.

In the "Witch Code", there is also the practice of the body. After combining with the witch power in the later period, it has an independent branch called: Body witch.

What Wei Xiao practiced was the body witch's hand-to-hand combat method.

He stomped hard on the ground with his right foot, and with the help of the reverse force of the ground, the arrow shot out of his body, and his right hand clenched into a fist.

Zhang Tuan was stunned by the sudden thunderstorm.

It wasn't until Wei Xiao rushed over that he realized that he quickly crossed his arms and put them in front of his chest, intending to stop him.

However, he completely underestimated Wei Xiao's strength.

You know, when going up the mountain, Wei Xiao is someone who can run the entire ascent to heaven without using any external force. After completely letting go, he can have a strength of several thousand catties with his bare hands.

Although Zhang Tuan's transformation technique looks very fierce, but the real strength is not very strong, it's just strong in surprise.

The fist slammed heavily on the crossed arm, making a crackling sound.

Then, the arm suddenly sunken inward and hit the chest, making a muffled sound, like the sound of a car hitting a concrete wall.

As if struck by lightning, Zhang Tuan backed up more than ten steps one after another, his face was pale, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

Taking advantage of the force of the shock just now, Wei Xiao also took a few steps back, then stood firmly, with a smile on his lips.

He stared at Zhang Tuan's footsteps, looked at the position under his feet, and then said easily:

"you lose!"

Zhang Tuan was silent for a moment, the yellow line in front of him was so dazzling that he couldn't bear to look at it.

He knows he has lost.

Out of bounds!

He shook his head. Although he nodded a little, he seemed a little unwilling, but he didn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary.

In the auditorium, the head of Yunmeng Pavilion and the third elder of Changshengtang were still watching, with hundreds of pairs of eyes lowered. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he dared not deny it in the slightest.

"I lost!" Zhang Tuan closed his eyes, feeling ashamed.

Hearing this, the Xiumeng deacon dared to run to the center of the ring and loudly announced the result of the competition.

"The Yunmeng Pavilion team won!"

"That's right!" After hearing this announcement, Yun Su slowly sat down on the ground, with a faint smile and blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

The three of Yun Su hurried over to support him, and then looked at the person who led them to victory——Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao turned around and waved to them as a greeting.

This competition is the last one in the semi-finals, and the deacon of Xiumeng will not chase people away in an unreasonable manner.

The five of them had enough time to feel the joy of victory.

However, none of them celebrated.

Instead, they just stood quietly for a while, and then walked down the stage together, without even saying a few words to each other, everything happened too unbelievably.

At this time, beside the third elder of Changshengtang, there was another young son, who was leaning over and whispering something in the ear of the third elder.

The third elder glanced at Zhang Tuan, who was slumped on the ring, and then nodded, signaling to the young master.

The young master looked at him with some confusion, and then asked what he was talking about. He quietly pointed at Wei Xiao who was walking away with his right hand.

The third elder shook his head and didn't say anything more.

More than ten minutes later, Wei Xiao and his group of five came to Lu Yuqing's resting place and told her the news of the victory.

Lu Yuqing was pleasantly surprised and kept praising her juniors, which made Yun Zheng and Yun Qing very embarrassed.

They all know exactly who won this victory, so they always feel that they are somewhat ashamed of being praised like this.

Of course, it's not that Lu Yuqing didn't praise Wei Xiao, it's just that Wei Xiao's performance at this time was a bit cold, and when he was praised, he just smiled lightly without much response.

Wei Xiao didn't mean anything else, but his mind was not here for the time being, and he didn't want to say those superficial polite words.

Just when he turned around to step off the stage, he suddenly saw the third elder of the Changsheng Hall on the stage, and found that his expression was different, his eyes were fixed on him, as if he was about to see something.

This action instantly made Wei Xiao vigilant.

He participated in the big competition at this time, and had to use some secret techniques, which were very likely to be leaked to the eyes of interested people at any time, especially the secrets of the witch clan on his body, which could easily be noticed by interested people.

That third elder is like a caring person who discovered his secret.

So he was a little worried at this time, worried that people from Changshengtang would come to him.

However, what he didn't know was that when they were talking about the victory just now, a fierce quarrel was going on in the study next door.

"Fellow Daoist Yimeng, I would like to ask, what is the origin of that little friend named Wei Xiao?" The third elder sat on the guest chair and looked at Daoist Yimeng in the main seat without blinking.

"That's a friend of my disciple Lu Yuqing, and he's just a casual cultivator." Daoist Yimeng sat up straight.

He then asked a little puzzled: "Does the third elder have any advice?"

"Loose cultivator? Foreign aid?" The third elder asked two questions in a row in disbelief, and then suddenly laughed: "Yunmeng Pavilion is really a good trick!"

Since the competition's prizes have increased and re-registration has been opened, all participating teams no longer abide by the non-existent "hidden rule".

Unexpectedly, the team in Yunmeng Pavilion would still have casual cultivators, and they would even successfully help them reach the finals.

Thinking about it makes people laugh and cry!
The third elder naturally admired him too.

"Third Elder, I'm sorry! This rule was set by Mr. Da and I. Although it was not clearly stipulated, we still have to take the lead to abide by it."

The rules mentioned by Daoist Yimeng are naturally the unspoken rule that "every team must have disciples from the three major sects and casual practitioners", in order to unite casual practitioners.

This rule was set by him, and everyone can violate it, except him.

(End of this chapter)