wave!

Seeing that Xiao Jun, who had been wrapped up like a bun, was about to be strangled by the sharp fine nets around him, foggy black shadows appeared on the field again, but this time the black shadows already had clear and clear lines. I couldn't see the face clearly, and my limbs and head took shape one after another.

It is a figure with slender limbs, sharp nails, and two horns on the top of its head.

As soon as such an image appeared, the surrounding atmosphere became much colder. You can feel the so-called spooky atmosphere on the scene on the 'Martial Arts Stage'.

"Two-horned ghost... what is this kid fantasizing about? At such a young age, what he's thinking about is ghosts and the like." A high-level cultivation voice came from the stands behind Jin Shengyang and the others.

"Don't you smell the nitrate?" Someone answered.

"Oh I got it……"

Xiao Jin and Jin Shengyang beside him looked at each other, "Are you satisfied?"

"I couldn't hide it." Jin Shengyang comforted him, "I discussed it with him, and it was his own idea."

"Jin Shengyang, do you think it is necessary to continue the competition?" The high-level cultivator who spoke at the beginning just now questioned.

Jin Shengyang didn't turn his head back, "What does the Immortal Ankong think?"

"The one in 'Tingfenglou' is a boy, and the one in 'Yusianmen'...isn't..."

"He has entered reincarnation, no matter his age or life has come back again, how can he not be considered a child? Even if he recovers the self of the previous life in the future, it cannot deny his current body and age. Now he is just a child Boy." Jin Shengyang explained what he meant without a pause.

The person behind him no longer entangled with the previous problem, and talked about other things, "If he uses some powerful magic weapon, I won't stand by later."

"To each other." Jin Shengyang replied unhurriedly.

The black figure with physical characteristics on the 'testing stage' faced the enveloping net attacking from all around, and his sharp nails danced long and long. The silver light on the stage flickered and sparks flew. It didn't take long for the encircling net to be torn apart. Piece by piece, they turned into invisible and disappeared into the air.

Seeing that he couldn't restrain the opponent with both moves, Chuanfeng was not in a hurry, but became more composed.

This time he used the method of encircling the net again, but at the same time, he took out another object and threw it in the air above his head.

It was an ancient copper lock with a unique shape and engraved with mantras. At the moment, the lock was being opened, but it was slowly being locked.

"What is that?" Song Qiuwu couldn't help worrying about Xiaojun when he saw the unknown object.

"Magic weapon!" Wei Ding raised his hand in protest, "Didn't you say you can't use magic weapon?"

The referee glanced at Wei Ding's direction, "Who said you can't use magic weapons?"

Wei Ding immediately turned his gaze to the direction of 'Zhaowen Xingjun'.The other party was smiling sinisterly at him, "Don't you know? We complained before the competition that in order to increase the visibility of the competition, the use of magic weapons below the second level is allowed. Has no one notified you of this new regulation?"

Wei Ding gritted his teeth fiercely, "Despicable!!"

"Don't yell and think it's unfair. Even if you are asked to use magic weapons, what kind of treasures can your little sect produce?"

Wei Ding turned his eyes to Xiao Jun.If there was someone, he said that someone had notified him, how could he not prepare a magic weapon for his own child.Have you underestimated his 'Yusian Gate'?There are quite a few treasures accumulated by so many generations of masters and ancestors.

It's useless to say anything now.Some people deliberately tried to make their children lose, and others helped.Even if he raises an objection now, it will not help this competition.If there is no winner or loser on stage, the competition will not be interrupted.

"Dingding, trust our son." The fathers comforted Wei Ding one after another.Their children will not let them down, especially Xiao Jun.

"'Jiu Yinsuo'! The people in 'Tingfeng Lou' are generous, and they gave this kind of treasure to a little devil." Some people in the crowd were communicating.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?" Those who were interested in the magic weapon naturally asked for news.

"This is a second-level magic weapon. As long as you use it, except for the user himself, all spells of other practitioners within a hundred meters will be restricted. No spells can be cast."

"The kid from the 'Yusian Gate' is going to be in trouble!!!"

Even Jin Shengyang didn't expect such a trick.If Xiaojun was restrained by magic weapons, then he would only be beaten passively.

"It's not good." Hu Pa sniffed the smell in the air, and said with a dark face.

This guy has always been sensitive.If he said it was bad, it was really bad.

I saw Xiaojun on the 'Testing Platform' once again caught in the shackles that just surrounded him.

The effect of 'Jiu Yinsuo' has already been brought into play, even if Xiaojun's current 'imagination' is not a magic technique, he is still affected by that magic weapon.And I don't know what kind of plan it is, after the two times of materialized imagination, he didn't keep the guardians he 'created', but quickly made them disappear, so, at present, there is still only Xiao Jun on the stage Alone in deep crisis.

"Be careful!!" Wei Ding worried for his children.

However, Xiaojun had no way to retreat, and he was completely helpless under the pressure of the divine seal.

Jin Shengyang leaned forward slightly worried. If he really hurt someone, he would naturally stop it.

As he expected, he did not expect that the students of 'Tingfeng Building' would use the second-level magic weapon. Originally, he thought that Xiao Jun would win this match.But looking at the current situation, I'm afraid I'm going to lose.

The fathers all held their breaths, Wei Ding had already accumulated spiritual power in his hands, and was only waiting for the last moment to block Xiao Jun's injury.

Jing quietly appeared behind the pillar in the corner, and looked in the direction of the 'Testing Platform' worriedly.He has already felt... the awakening of the king.

Jing's thoughts are quite contradictory at this time.On the one hand, he hoped that his master would recover quickly, on the other hand, he felt a little inexplicably distressed, and wanted his master to maintain this happy smile for a few more years.This feeling became even more obvious when I saw Xiaojun walk up to the "martial arts test platform" coldly just now.

When did he get infected and become so sentimental?

"My king! Be careful!!"

A burst of thick smoke filled the 'Testing Stage', instantly covering the entire stage.Almost everyone smelled the strong smell of nitrate at this time, and even the lower-level comprehensions realized something, "Such a strong smell of nitrate, only the one who was born in the sea of ​​nitrate, Only a bone-destroying ghost can be owned by the ghost king..."

"The ghost king in the ghost capital is actually in the territory of 'Taixu'? Doesn't it mean that he has already fallen?"

"The lords of 'You Ming' are in charge of reincarnation and rebirth. How could they have completely fallen? I'm afraid... they have been reborn in a womb and re-entered the present world."

"Some time ago, I heard that the 'Ghost City' who was looking for the reincarnation of the ghost king on behalf of the king... found it in our 'Taixu' territory. Will it cause disputes between the two worlds?"

At this time, the attention of some people present was diverted by this news.The results of the competition on the stage were unclear for a while because of the nitrate diffused.

Jin Shengyang heard all the voices in his ears almost instantly, and paid close attention to some students who had begun to worry about the conflict between the two worlds.

'Taixu Academy' represents the entire 'Taixu'.Once something happens, the students will naturally bear the brunt of defending their homeland.He has only one thought about the guy who has started to be afraid before there is any dispute - expel him quickly.

Such a person is a shit-stirring stick in good times, and a traitor in an instant when in adversity.

"What are you shouting about? Do you still want to see the results of the competition?" Hu Pai said casually impatiently, his voice oscillating back and forth around the entire 'martial arts test platform'.

With this overlord shaking the field, the scene quickly became quiet.

At this time, the dense fog formed by the nitric water on the 'martial arts test platform' gradually dispersed.

Chuanfeng was standing on the edge of the 'martial arts test platform', looking at the bluestone floor below with blurred eyes, his eagerness to try made everyone gasp for him.

And Xiaojun standing behind him had horn-shaped black oil paint on the corners of his eyes and mouth, and one eye became bright blue, and there seemed to be countless galaxies in it, which were constantly rotating, absorbing the bird on top of his head. Jiuyinsuo' own magical power.

Indistinctly, everyone seemed to see the afterimage of the ghost king from the ghost town of Nihai on Xiaojun's body, and the timid ones buried their heads on the spot and hid behind the others, not daring to take another look at the stands .

"Xiaojun—!" Wei Ding's voice broke the silence of the scene.

After hearing Wei Ding's voice, the little guy on the stage with a ferocious smile slowly regained some emotion in his fluorescent blue eyes.

"Ma Ma..." He murmured.

"Xiao Jun, the competition is over, come down! Let's go home!" Wei Ding stared at his child directly.

Xiaojun turned his treacherous eyes to look around, Chuanfeng's figure in front of him swayed back and forth, and would jump off the stage if he was not careful.

Everyone knows that Chuanfeng is already in a state of involuntary control.The gunpowder fog just now was so thick that no one knew exactly what happened. However, seeing Xiaojun's appearance at this moment, those who are knowledgeable also know that at the edge of the crisis just now, the tense atmosphere triggered this little boy to be suppressed in his previous life. The memory and the power he once possessed led to this sudden change.

However, it is useless to pursue details.The result of the competition was obvious, Xiaojun won.All it takes is a hint from Xiaojun, Chuanfeng's fate is to jump off the 'martial arts test platform' and admit defeat.

Seeing the situation at the scene, the referee was a little nervous. At this time, he took the initiative to stand up and announced loudly, "The winner of the third match is 'Yusian Gate'! In the final four-to-three match, 'Yusian Gate' and' In the battle of the schoolchildren in Tingfenglou, the final winner is the 'Yusian Gate'!!"

After Xiaojun heard the verdict, the gunpowder fog that was still spreading out of his body suddenly stopped.He turned his head to look at where his brothers were, showing a cryptic smile.

Quack quack, my brother won too!If you are not allowed to take the stage, you will not be allowed to take the stage.

Listening to the final result, 'Zhaowen Xingjun' and others sat down on the ground in despair, holding several thick stacks of 'chip paper' in their hands.

He almost lost his entire family and invested in the bet of this competition. Now, what he holds in his hand is a pile of real waste paper.

Wei Ding and his fathers were finally allowed to leave the stands at this time, and rushed towards their children.

Xiaojun relaxed his body, turned around, and fixed his eyes on the stairs next to him. He wanted to go down quickly and go to his family.

Chuanfeng took a deep breath, blinked his eyes and recovered his sanity.When he heard the referee's final verdict, the kid secretly gritted his teeth angrily, turned around and leaped, holding a deformed sharp blade and stabbing Xiaojun's back.

In the next second, his whole body was like a kite being bounced away. After floating precariously in mid-air for a long distance, he landed on the distant stands and couldn't get up again.

"Who dares to act presumptuously on my martial arts stage—!!" The referee turned his head and stared at Chuanfeng's direction with a sullen face, and there was faint aura flowing around his body.

Xiaojun didn't stop, and ran down the 'martial arts test platform' in three or two steps and rushed all the way to all his relatives.

The author's gossip: Xinkeng "Rebirth of the Little Master after the Disaster" will enter the competition tomorrow, asking for an olive branch!