lord of destiny

Chapter 239 Returning to the sect with all thoughts? (fourth more)
"Is it the Jia family's imperial art?"

Holding the information collected by Jin Meng, Fang Mu fell into deep thought.

Jia Zhengliang, the biggest dark horse in Luo Tian Dajiao who suddenly appeared this time, can be said to have brought out the ability of imperial object art to the extreme.

Jia Zhengyu, who is very famous in the alien world, can only control three dragon pecking cones (throwing knives), but he can control twelve!

Just judging from this number, you can know why this Jia Zhengliang is called the biggest dark horse of this Luo Tian Dajiao.

"This martial art can be used to perfect my mind attack."

Fang Mu's mental power has reached LV·[-], in terms of control, it should have reached the extreme of the extraordinary stage.

But the ultimate control does not mean that there is no way to make progress.

He can let his mind power carry out all kinds of attacks as he likes, and he can even compress his mind power to the size of a needle.

With his current mental attributes, he can use his mind to do anything he can think of.

but······
"I'm still missing the rules! Or the moves!"

The state of no moves is indeed awesome, but if you have not reached the ultimate level of moves, your "state of no moves" can only be called "the state of random moves".

Don't listen to the nonsense of 'beating the master to death'.

The emphasis of this sentence is on the word 'old', why don't you try fighting a warrior who is in his prime?
Of course, Fang Mu's level is much better than that of 'The Realm of Random Moves'. After all, he has had so many combat experiences, and he has basic skills such as basic fighting and advanced martial arts. He is not someone who doesn't know anything.

However, his mind attack still lacked a more reasonable and systematic method, which made him unable to maximize the attack power of mind.

In Fang Mu's prediction, the final effect of the mind attack should be the nameless Wan Jian Guizong!

"If I can absorb the essence of the Jia family's imperial art, maybe I can create a Wannian Guizong?"

One thought transforms everything.

Swords, spears, halberds, axes and forks.

Fang Mu can change his telekinesis into anything he wants, and there is no need to worry about knives or swords.

"Jia Zhengliang!"

Fang Mu swiped heavily under the name.

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outside the venue.

On a clearing.

The old Heavenly Master stood on a temporary half-meter platform.

"You've worked hard!"

The old master said.

"This is the end of the first round of competition. The winners are 64 people! The next competition will be one-on-one. The names on the slips you draw from the lottery box will be your opponents." !"

One by one, the winners stepped forward to draw lots.

Fang Mu activated his mental power, and as soon as he approached the lottery box, he discovered an inexplicable hidden energy lingering on it.

"Is that the qi of the old heavenly master?"

After pondering for a moment, he didn't rashly let his thoughts continue to approach the lottery box.

Although his concealment ability has greatly increased after his mental power reached LV.[-], but he has no idea whether he can hide it from the old heavenly master.

When Zhang Chulan came to the stage to draw lots, Fang Mu found that the qi in the lottery box was beating slightly.

"In order to help Zhang Chulan cheat, this old celestial master also took great pains!"

In the original plot, Zhang Chulan entered the finals smoothly. It seemed that Feng Baobao helped a lot, but in fact, Feng Baobao didn't help at all.

Zhang Chulan's opponents were all resolved by his own means.

Although some methods are very shameless, they really depend on him.

Well, except Wang Ye.

He threw in the towel himself.

But strictly speaking, Wang can also be regarded as Zhang Chulan's victory.

Who said winning by eating can't be counted as winning?
The victory over the opponent basically depends on Zhang Chulan himself.

But to choose an opponent, it depends on the old celestial master cheating him behind his back.

The old celestial master obviously knew Zhang Chulan very well, and the opponents he picked out for him, Qing Fushen, Tang Wenlong, Wang Ye, Feng Baobao... were all the most suitable.

"So, the protagonist, the creature, is really annoying sometimes!"

Fang Mu sighed in his heart.

Harry Potter is like this, and Zhang Chulan is like this. There are big bosses behind them who take care of everything for them. They only need to do what they should do, and they can directly reach the top of their lives.

Where do you go to reason about this kind of thing?

"Fortunately, I am a true scholar!"

Fang Mu raised his head slightly.

So what if it's not the main character?
With my aura of being a true scholar, I can still crush everything!
Fang Mu looked at his opponent in the first knockout match, smiled lightly, and put it away.

"Boss, who is your opponent in the next match?"

Jin Meng asked.

"Just a small role."

Fang Mu waved his hand casually.

Small role?
Not far away, a person clenched his fists tightly.

Tomorrow I will let you know what a 'little character' is!
Sunset falls.

The 64 winners will have rooms arranged by Tianshi Mansion.

For the other defeated players and spectators, they had to figure out their own way to deal with it.

After all, Tianshi Mansion's hospitality capacity is limited, and it cannot entertain so many people.

Even among the 64 winners, several of them lived together in the Datong shop.

Because the better rooms are all taken by the big shots who come here, they can only live in the Datong shop.

Fang Mu didn't go to live in Datongpu with the others.

He came to a remote corner of the back mountain alone.

Sweep away your thoughts.

"There's no one here, so let's go here."

He took out a tent from the space bag and muttered a magic spell.

A tent with a width of two meters, a length of three meters and a height of more than two meters was set up in an instant.

Fang Mu entered the tent, and saw that the inside was over a hundred square meters in size, with a kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, and living room...all in one place.

It's a magic tent!
Fang Mu brought back three of them from the world of Harry Potter just to deal with such a situation.

"One more step."

Fang Mu took out the wand that he hadn't taken out for a long time, and chanted the magic spell.

Then there was a wave of the wand.

I saw that the tent miraculously disappeared!

"that's it."

This magic tent itself has many restrictions, in addition to defense, there are also invisibility, people unconsciously ignore, etc., all kinds of restrictions are added to it.

It would be extremely difficult to discover the existence of this magic tent if it is not for the high attainments in magic prohibition.

Wave!
Fang Mu opened a bottle of red wine and took out some magical delicacies.

While savoring it slowly, you slowly wait for the arrival of late night.

His mental power had already unconsciously covered an area of ​​several kilometers.

"Tonight, besides me, who else can't sleep?"

The night was dark.

From time to time, the sound of insects could be heard in the woods.

rustle!

rustle!

Sudden.

The sound of insects was silent.

(End of this chapter)