Chapter 49 Iron Rod and Power

Silondo looked up and down at Lu Zheng and couldn't help laughing, "You are so young, but how profound magic can you practice?"

Lu Zheng said with a serious look, "Your Highness, your ambition is not old, and people are respected regardless of age. At the bottom, Mao Sui recommended himself and was willing to teach His Highness's profound Taoism.

At this time, the servant behind Sillondo said, "Your Highness, you are wasting time. We should be able to go to other places to challenge, instead of accepting the challenge of this young man. This is an insult to us!"

Wei Ding, the national master, listened and smiled and said, "Your Highness, if you give up the test, it means that you have voluntarily admitted defeat and abstained. Naturally, we will not force it."

Sillondo pondered for a moment and suddenly said to Lu Zheng, "Sir, I let my servant fight with you. If you can defeat him, how about I fight with you again?"

Lu Zheng turned around and looked at the emperor. Seeing that he nodded gently, he turned around and said, "Well, I suffered a loss once. Buy one and get one free, and your servant will fight first."

Silon said, "Lu Zheng, don't underestimate my servant Moller. Although he is a Kunlun slave, some great magicians have also been his defeated generals. You should be more careful."

Mole looked at Lu Zheng carelessly, grinned and showed his white teeth and said, "Don't worry, I'll stop until I'm here, and I won't seriously hurt you." After saying that, he took out a short thick iron rod from nowhere.

When Lu Zheng saw the iron rod in Moller's hand, he couldn't help thinking of the short wooden stick of Aoki Daochang. He thought that this man was holding this stick. His attribute was gold, which must be useful and he had to deal with it carefully.

Thinking of this, Lu Zheng restrained his mind, strode to the competition field, and hugged Morler and said, "Please give me some advice!"

Moler did not answer. He ran with an arrow with a short stick. The short stick crossed a black halo in the air and hit Lu Zheng at his head.

Although this Moller is extremely tall, his skills are as flexible as a civet cat. In the blink of an eye, the short stick fell on Lu Zheng's head.

Some of the ministers behind the emperor exclaimed when they saw that Lu Zheng was about to burst their brains in one move. Other members of Meng Taishi were secretly happy when they saw it, hoping that Mole would kill Lu Zheng with one move.

Lu Zheng's figure did not move. When he saw that Moller's iron rod was about to touch his scalp, he suddenly took out his hand like electricity and gently asked for the acupuncture point under Moller's armpit.

Mole was attacked by the momentum of Mount Tai. Suddenly, the arm holding the stick lost consciousness and fell down softly. He was shocked that he stepped back and stared at Lu Zheng with strange eyes.

"It's just that the air is closed and the operation will be fine for a moment." Lu Zheng laughed.

Mole's words and luck, the feeling of arm sluggish disappeared, and he couldn't help but nod and said, "Good man, there are two sons, but I'm careless."

After saying that, he held his breath, and the iron rod suddenly flashed a strange luster and made a buzzing sound.

Lu Zheng did not dare to be careless and sacrificed the magic weapon purple electric god light casually. He only heard a slight scolding, and the purple electric god light was as fast as a meteor.

Moeller shouted, "Good luck!" The iron rod in his hand was more shiny and gently raised. The purple electric god light unexpectedly followed his guidance and was out of Lu Zheng's control and led to the distance.

Lu Zheng was shocked. Since he was able to control the Purple Electric Godmang, he only lost control of the Purple Electric Godmang when he fought against Jingyao at the Shushan Technical Conference. It's just that there was a little "hungible" smell, and Jingyao's Ruyi sword was also out of control.

But this time, Moller took the initiative to take the iron rod and lead his magic weapon away. Lu Zheng hurriedly sent out a divine idea to chase back the purple electric god.

Moeller shouted in his mouth, and there were some incomprehensible spells in his mouth. The iron rod suddenly changed color and turned red, looking like a layer of blood.

What surprised Lu Zheng more was that his divine thoughts were also taken away by Mole's magic weapon!

"Cry!" With a sound, the purple electric god was firmly sucked on the iron rod, and a happy smile appeared on Moller's face, "Lu Zheng, I have collected your magic weapon. What else can you do to use it quickly?"

Captain Tong and Master Wei were shocked when they saw it. The emperor shook his head weakly and sighed, "I didn't think this black slave was so powerful. No wonder his master dared to be so rampant." Thinking in his heart, he only waited for Lu Zheng to admit defeat, and then he would drive back to the palace.

Lu Zheng was stunned at first, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Mole, have you done your best?"

Mole didn't know what to mean and nodded and said, "Exactly."

Ji Zheng said with a smile, "I only used two successes. Now you have to be careful."

Moler's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and Silon could not help staring at Lu Zheng. He really couldn't figure out how such a weak scholar could have such a profound truth.

Lu Zheng shouted softly, "Sphe!"

I saw that the purple electric god light suddenly turned into pieces of debris. The iron rod could no longer be absorbed, and the fragments of the purple electric god fell all over the ground.

While Moller was at a loss, Lu Zheng suddenly shouted, "He!"

A pile of fragments on the ground suddenly automatically gathered in one place, and in a moment, they merged into a purple electric light, shining with a faint purple light and piercing towards Mole!

How has the emperor ever seen such a magical Taoism? He suddenly became energetic, sat upright, nodded and said to himself, "Lu Zheng really has some tricks!" I can't help but feel very comforted.

Captain Tong and the national master looked at each other and smiled, saying that they were falsely shocked. This Lu Zheng is really "abominable"!

Wei Dingbian was even more shocked by Lu Zheng's Taoism and said in his heart, "This son has such a profound Taoism over the years, and his future is unlimited." A feeling of cherishing talent suddenly rose in my heart.

Seeing that the fragments on the ground merged into a purple electric light again, Moller suddenly greeted himself and immediately shouted. The iron rod in his hand raised again, and the red light was even brighter, trying to absorb Lu Zheng's magic weapon again.

However, Lu Zheng's power to control the purple electric god light this time is 30% greater than before. In addition, the flight of the purple electric god light is faster than before, and Moller can't absorb it again.

The purple electric god, like a flying arrow in the sky, suddenly rushed into the air and disappeared. Moller looked up puzzledly, and there was another loud sound in the air. Siludo, who was watching the battle, shouted, "Mole, avoid it quickly!"

The shadow of purple electric light appeared in the air, with a sharp roar, straight to Mole's head. This force to split Huashan was amazing. Lu Zheng made a cruel move and wanted Mole to avoid it and take the initiative to admit defeat.

I didn't expect this Kunlun slave to be extremely stubborn. Instead of dodging, he raised the iron rod in his hand and greeted him with a fire.

A loud noise came, and suddenly the dust was filled, and everyone was choked and retreated one after another. When the dust settled, everyone couldn't find Moller's figure.

Lu Zheng received the purple electric god, and he was also guilty. Mole was hit hard by himself, but he was afraid it was more or less auspicious.

Suddenly, the dust on the ground bounced up, stretched out an arm, and then poked out a person's head. It turned out to be Moeller!

Sillondo exclaimed and hurried forward to lift Morler up from the ground. Mole's gray face, holding an iron rod that had been cut into two pieces in his hand, and cried awkwardly.

"Your Highness, I, I can't beat him! Even the magic weapon you gave has been destroyed..." Moller cried loudly to Silendo.

Silondo examined Mole's whole body and was sure that he was not injured. Then he took a breath and laughed, "As long as you have nothing to do, I'm relieved. I can refine this magic weapon in three or five days. What's the pity?

Silondo comforted Mole with a few words, made him step aside, turned to look at Lu Zheng, and said, "Good skills, let me finally see the real Central Plains Taoism."

Lu Zheng saw that Mole was fine, and the stone in his heart also fell to the ground. He hurriedly said, "I can't stop my hand for a while. Fortunately, I didn't hurt Your Highness's servant. Please forgive me."

Siron gently rubbed the crystal stick in his hand and said, "Your heavy hand just now was just to let Morle retreat. Don't you know that my servant is strong and will never take half a step back, so I don't blame you."

Lu Zheng heard this and felt that the prince of Bang was also a reasonable person. He also had a good impression on him. He hurriedly nodded and smiled, "Your Highness is very grateful that you can feel the hidden situation here."