Chapter 357 Golden Branches and Jade Leaves
However, although this person saw the opportunity very quickly and retreated decisively, he was still caught unexpectedly.
I saw the golden bell vibrating rapidly in mid-air, emitting circles of golden sound waves visible to the naked eye. In just a moment, the Fierce Ghost Sect monk's body was enveloped by this circle of sound waves, and then he floated motionless in mid-air as if someone had cast a restraining charm on him.
“Hmph, let’s see where you are going now!”
The girl in white snorted coldly, her feet touched the ground, like an arrow leaving the string, and with a sound of “Whoosh!” He rushed in front of the Fierce Ghost Sect monk, then swung his right hand and hit him directly on the chest.
Following this punch, the Fierce Ghost Sect monk flew backwards like a kite with its string broken. Fortunately, he himself had also tempered his physical body. Although he could not move just now, he secretly gathered all his spiritual power in his chest. At this moment, although he took a punch from the girl in white, he only spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and it seemed that he was not seriously injured.
But in this way, his fight with the girl would be completely lost.
“One to one draw!”
At this time, Baili Xuan clapped his hands and said with a smile: “The Jin brothers and sisters and the disciples of Menggui Sect both have amazing magical powers, but now each side has one victory. The game ended in a draw, but I had a hard time making a decision."
At this time, the foundation-building monk from the Menggui Sect who had been watching the game suddenly laughed and said:
"Isn't this difficult to handle? If you win two out of three games, let's just play one more game."
After hearing this, Baili Xuan looked at the girl in white noncommittally, obviously asking for her opinion.
The girl in white raised her brows, thinking that she had just had a big battle here and the losses were considerable, but on the opposite side there was an extra mid-stage foundation-building monk, and he had been observing from the sidelines. fighting. This third match was obviously not good for his side.
However, the request made by the other party is reasonable and I have no reason to refuse.
Thinking of this, she turned to look at her brother, and cursed inwardly angrily: "This guy hasn't lost any spiritual power, but asking him to play is tantamount to admitting defeat! Hey! , How could I end up with such a useless brother!”
The young man in blue caught a glimpse of his sister's resentful look, but he was not ashamed at all. Instead, he put on an expression that said, "Listen to me, stop being so competitive!"
Seeing his expression, the girl in white knew that her brother was hopeless. She immediately stamped her feet and tried to fight with the remaining half of her spiritual power. The three Menggui Sect monks fought.
However, at this moment, a young man in gray clothes suddenly walked in from behind the high wall of the courtyard. This person came so unexpectedly that the six middle-stage foundation-building monks in the courtyard actually waited for him to appear before they noticed that there was one more person. Especially Baili Xuan, whose face had changed drastically at this moment, and his eyes were staring at him with vigilance. Someone comes.
However, when they found out that the visitor only had the strength of the early stage of foundation building, they all breathed a sigh of relief, but they all had a doubt in their hearts: "This person's cultivation level is lower than us, how can he Sneak into the hospital silently? "
The person who entered the hospital was naturally Liang Yan, who had been hiding in the dark. During this period of time, he understood one thing, that is, Baili Xuan did not have no quota for the Sword Master. On the contrary, he still had two quotas, but because he was not familiar with them, he refused to give them to him. That’s all.
The Jin brothers and sisters and the Menggui Sect monks in front of them were competing in the arena just for the quota of these two sword masters, and the winner would get it.
Liang Yan thought about it secretly for a long time, thinking that if he waited until the dust settled here, he might really have no chance. In order to prevent the two remaining spots from being taken up by others, Liang Yan decided to take the initiative to fight for them.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, he first bowed his hands to Baili Xuan on the other side, and then said loudly: "Liang Yan, a direct disciple of Yufeng Temple in Yungang Sect, has met fellow Taoist Baili. Liang I came here for no other reason than to ask for a spot as the Sword Master." Liang Yan knew that he was breaking a big taboo by breaking into the inner courtyard of someone else's house without anyone's invitation. If he keeps hiding it at this moment, it will inevitably make others think that he has evil intentions. So as soon as he came up, he simply disclosed his home and explained his purpose of visit.
Na Bailixuan squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, then nodded thoughtfully and said: "Are you the Taoist Liang who was visiting outside the door just now?"
"That's right." Liang Yan cupped his hands and said, "Liang broke into the inner courtyard privately because he really needs the quota of the Sword Master. If there is any offense, please forgive me, fellow Taoist Baili."< br>
Bailixuan waved his hand and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, since I have already explained my intention, there is no misunderstanding. But you, Daoyou Liang, have also seen that the only two names I have left are Well, there are two groups of people competing for it now, and I don’t have any extra spots left for you.”
After hearing this, Liang Yan suddenly laughed and said, “Fellow Taoist Baili, with all due respect, Although your method of fighting seems fair, it is actually a great injustice to the Jin brothers and sisters."
"What do you mean?" At this time, Leng, a foundation-building monk from the Menggui Sect. Leng said.
Liang Yan glanced at him, his expression unchanged at all, and continued: "Although it seems fair to say two out of three games. But firstly, there are only two Jin brothers and sisters, and secondly, his brother There is no work at all, which means that this fairy named Jin must fight twice alone, and the remaining one of you has been conserving his strength. Just now he saw other people's trump cards, and if he fights again now, he will almost Already invincible! ”
After what he said, the faces of the Menggui Sect were a little ugly. In fact, everyone knew these things well. They relied on having an extra monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment on their side to be so confident. , but now that Liang Yan pointed it out directly, he was still a little angry.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
At this time, the girl in white hurriedly agreed: “These people talk a lot about fighting in the ring and fair competition, but in fact, there are more people. You don’t bully many people! Little brother, despite your low level of cultivation, you are quite talented. "
Liang Yan was amused when he heard this, and turned to the girl in white and said, "You still don't know what you call fellow Taoist?"
The girl in white patted her chest. He said loudly: "My name is Jin Yuye!"
As she spoke, she pointed to the man in blue not far away, and then said: "That's my brother Jin Kuzhi, our father is the head of the Money Sect!"
Liang Yan was slightly stunned after hearing this. Secretly thinking, what is this? The brother and sister together mean "Golden Branches and Jade Leaves", but why is the sister's name so good, "Yuye", and the brother's name must be "Withered Branches"?
There is also this "Money Sect", which sounds like the name of a Jianghu gang, and it is also the name of a low-level gang.
However, although Liang Yan was slandering in his heart, fortunately he had not forgotten the main purpose of his visit. He immediately smiled at Jin Yuye and said: "Friend Jin, this third battle, why don't I, Liang, do it?" How about I come and fight for you?”
“You?”
Jin Yuye's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief: "Are you sure? Your opponent is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building."
(End of this chapter)