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Several members who stayed in the team silently retreated, and someone took out a mobile phone to take a picture and posted it in the group chat.

[Madden!The Patriarch of the Ten Shadows and Lord Jin are at war! ]

The picture text immediately exploded a bunch of diving, and the sound of humming was endless.

[It turned out to be Master Shi?Woohoo, I hope the Patriarch singles out the crumbs]

[Single-on crumbs 1, Mr. Even will exaggerate how awesome my muscles are, hey, only I know Mr. Even is good]

[Your Majesty will bring me watermelon, hey, only I know that Your Majesty is good]

[Only I know...wait a minute, why do you all know about it? ? ]

[Fuck me too, my lord, you actually——]

I accidentally discovered that my exclusive male god was actually the central air conditioner, and everyone in the body stayed in the team had another round of explosive chats. After exchanging information, I found that the very warm wind from the Buddhist monastery had blown over every member of the body to stay in. Even the captain Xinlang didn't let go.

[Continue to take pictures and broadcast live on the spot!Be there soon, brothers! ]

[I want to see the scumbag being beaten by the head of the family for the first time! ]

The follow-up was a series of excited 1's, which temporarily overwhelmed the momentum of beating Zenyuan Naoya violently. After a while, many people came to the sidelines of the training field to watch.

Jinyi crossed his arms, looked around, and then his eyes fell on the new Patriarch.

He has already felt the attention of the audience, and everyone is looking forward to it. Therefore, he must fight well in this battle, so that no matter whether he wins or loses, he will have a place in the Chanyuan family in the future.

"Please advise, Master Patriarch." Bowing cautiously, he said that he was ready, Zenyuan concentrated his spell power, and waited for the Patriarch to signal the jade dog to bite before making a move.

Stay presentable, take your time, and show your strengths.

In this way, even if Bing changes the leader in the future, the new owner will remember his strength and ability and continue to appoint him.

He defeated the shikigami with boxing, and he was satisfied with his usual training. His tall and strong body can suppress the Zenyuan Yuhua in single-handed combat. At this moment, he can repel the opponent's attack without weapons.

However, the only regret is that the audience witnessed his move, but no one applauded.

Forget it, this is just the beginning, the atmosphere hasn't risen yet, wait a little longer, let the Patriarch feel my popularity.

On weekdays, he is good at dealing with all kinds of people in the family. Whether it is Bing with skills or Juju without skills, Zenyuan Jinyi treats him kindly, and his younger brother Shier is completely two extremes.

On the one hand, he was worried about his eccentricity, and on the other hand, he continued to open up his own territory. His spells were quite ordinary, and he was not as brilliant as the projection spell. If he wanted to gain a foothold, he had to start from other places.

"I know that the ten shadow spells correspond to the ten shikigami, you can show them all."

Saying the request out loud, I tried my best to stir up the atmosphere.

Because of the secrecy of the spells, most of them only know that the beginning of the ten shadow spells is a pair of jade dogs. Everyone is curious about what happens next.

However, Zenyuan Yuhua put away the jade dog directly and picked up a stick from the ground instead.

"No need to use shikigami."

Breaking it off, turning it into a length of nearly three feet, Yuga waved it, and turned on the battle simulator again.

The size of the jade dog is there, and the advantage is to explore and deal with the curse of the small size. It is not flattering to face such a strong human being. In addition, Shikigami also knows that it is a sparring, so it is not easy to bite hard. A few punches, but also enough pain.

After Yujia started to operate the screen again, holding half of the wooden stick in his hand, he swung a knife to kill. Everyone found that after the Patriarch's mantra was poured into the ordinary wooden stick, the wooden stick actually contained a lot of power, becoming As simple as a spell.

Spell equipment is a weapon that contains curses. It is also divided into four levels according to its power and effect. Some are made by magicians with the ability to construct, and some are transformed into magic equipment because of the long-term use of magic power by the magician. The breath is full of mantra power, and the method of direct transformation is really open.

Jinyi does not use weapons on weekdays, and is a melee type that strengthens his body with spell power. Yujia competes with it on the basis of ordinary wooden sticks, which is not considered cheating. No small cheers.

"Your Majesty is doing great!"

"beat him!"

He shook his blood-stained arm, and was surprised to find that most of the audience were cheering for the Patriarch.

The young man in front of him had an indifferent expression, holding the wooden stick horizontally like a seasoned warrior, with a strong aura around him, he was a mature spell user.

Shikigami masters are the most taboo against close combat, because the shikigami will disappear after the main body is attacked, so they usually let the shikigami go out to fight and hide themselves.But the swordsmanship in front of him is smooth, whoever gets close will be slashed fiercely, there is no dead end in melee combat and long-distance attack, it's too open!

Jin Yi had already met his end, gradually showing fatigue under the increasingly intensive swings, and finally pointed the wooden stick directly at his throat.

"I lost."

Simply admitting defeat, Zenyuan Jinyi has already deeply felt the difference in strength between the two.

Fang just returned to the magic world, that is to say, the first 15 years were basically a blank period, and during this period, Saori of the Zen Academy could only teach some unsystematic knowledge.But Ten Shadows can use it so proficiently.

Not only him, but everyone has the same idea: the masters of the ten shadow spells are so terrifying.

[The head of the family won!Effortless!The scumbag! ]

This bit of news lit up the whole scene, especially knowing that the other party is a skilled swordsman in addition to the ancestral spells, and can transform ordinary weapons with spells, so everyone passed on the new patriarch even more mysteriously.

Zhibiren of the Zen Academy stood in the distance and looked at the crowded training platform. He traced his mustache with one hand, and was satisfied with the result.

Let the family see the strength of the ten shadows, and they will be more confident outside in the future. The return of the ancestral spells will inevitably bring about a new round of grandeur for the family. This is what he wants.

Waiting for the Zenyuan Yuhua to return to his side, say something proud like "It's so easy", Zhibiren put his arms behind his back, and suddenly heard a different movement from the audience.

The servants who stayed in the team or the Buddhist monastery were gradually calming down, slowly making way for them like Moses dividing the sea.

Moving forward without any hindrance, Zenyuan Shier still had his back slightly arched and looked listless, but everyone subconsciously gave way to him, allowing this man like a lone wolf to come out of the shadows and stand on stage.

One arm protruded from the skirt of the kimono, revealing a strong upper body. Shi Er simply moved his arms and neck, and easily picked up the half of the stick that was broken off by Yuhua in the Zen Garden on the ground, and held it in the posture of a single stick , flung a five flowers beside her.

In this way, both hold the same weapon.

Standing in the audience, Shi Yi didn't understand why his sloppy younger brother suddenly became interested. Right now, he had just lost a game, and Shi Er had no magic power. He might not win, and if he lost, he would just be indifferent. Adding vegetables is meaningless.

"Shier..." I wanted my brother to come down to avoid embarrassment, but even touched the cross scar on his forehead, and just about to speak, he found that Shier was looking at him.

This rebellious guy seemed to know every word he was going to say next.

"..."

Thinking of his brother's usual silence, even Yi suddenly felt that what he said was nonsense, so he simply covered his mouth, kept his mouth shut, and just watched quietly.

At that time, Yujia took a look at the progress of the task, and took Shi Er as his valet. Most of the task of Huaiyu Mengchen had been completed.

Now there was a sudden confrontation. He remembered that the other party had twisted the curse spirit's head, and he felt that if he handed the head over, Shi Er would not hesitate to do it.

[The main mission has been updated, please defeat Zenyuan Shier in this duel]

Yujia: It is inevitable that I will win him in a real duel, but I have a premonition that Shier will kill him on the spot in a fake duel.

[System prompt: Showing strength in the arena is the embodiment of respecting the opponent]

Alright, then I'm here to serve you.

Holding the temporary spell tool, Yujia said: "Mr. Shier, please."

At that time, the young man bound by the sky and the curse looked at the sun above his head. The sun was high in summer, and the golden color was a bit like the eyes of the new owner.

"Well, let's start." Shi'er looked away, only to see the temporary magic tool being placed by the side of the Zen Academy's feather, and the young man stepped forward, swinging the knife.

Juhe cut it?

Blocking with the half of the wooden stick in his hand, Shi Er didn't hesitate, and held the magic tool with one hand.

He didn't care about its sharpness, and only used his wrist to force the tip of the ten shadows downward. Finally, it hit the ground heavily, and the magic tool broke in two.

"Rubbish."

Shi Er had seen good magic tools before, and subconsciously commented, and then remembered that this piece of rubbish cut off his brother's spell just now.

Yujia whispered: "You can't scold your brother like that."

Shir: "..."

Stretching out their hands to beat up the annoying brat, the two who dropped the magic tool immediately started a hand-to-hand fight. Seeing that Shier smashed his fist on the floor without any damage, the ten shadows jumped and dodged nimbly, and finally jumped directly onto Shir's back and began to wrestle. The neck hammered the temple, and the audience gradually saw the clue: These two are now playing high, and they can't stop at all.

The strong back swelled, and Shi Ying had already dodged with a wave of his arms, but the palm wind blew his forehead, and his bangs were chopped and fell off.

"Haha, you pervert with strong physique, isn't it really a flesh?"

Ten Shadows suddenly laughed out loud, then lowered his head and spat out blood.

That bright red point reminded Shi Er of the first time they met, the opponent would vomit blood because of a small movement, and his physical condition was obviously not right, and he was not suitable for fighting right now.

"It doesn't matter whether you want it or not."

With a cold snort, Shi'er withdrew his fist, his arms relaxed and hanging by his side.

Unexpectedly, Zenyuan Yuhua rushed directly towards him, his hands tightly clutching his wrist.

"I'm fine, better than I've ever been."

While speaking, a black shadow spread out in the arena, and the simple field unfolded to envelop the two of them. Seeing this, the surrounding audience retreated one after another to make room for them.

"Mr. Shier, show your strength, otherwise you won't be able to enjoy yourself!"

When he was dragged into the realm, Zenyuan Shier felt his silent heart beating one after another, and his miscellaneous thoughts were washed away by those dull golden pupils, leaving only one: this little neuropathy made him excited too.