Chapter 151 The teacher's prodigal son has no root

"What's the relationship between me and her? It's none of your business." The fallen flower god didn't wait to speak, and suddenly a very rude voice came from behind him.

My tiger body was shocked and hurriedly turned around. There were two people standing behind me about three meters away from me. The man who spoke was tall and looked forty-seven or eight years old. His sword eyebrows were in his temples, and his phoenix eyes were powerful. He was dressed in a cyan tight gown, with his hands casually behind his back, and he looked condescending.

Behind him was an old man who was so many years older than him. The old man was dressed in simple cloth and always had a modest smile on his face. He gave people a sense of humility and ethereality. At just one glance, I couldn't help frowned. I always felt that I had seen him somewhere, but I really couldn't remember him for a moment. Come on,

"Hey, you can't hear what you're saying." The man in blue obviously has a bad temper, and his tone is full of impatience.

"You are..." I swallowed my saliva: "Qingyi God Arrow."

"Sunat that your eyes are still not blind." The man in blue said rudely, "Don't talk nonsense. In the love competition, our two brothers will meet you."

"Senior, I..."

"Who is your predecessor? I know you." The Qingyi God raised his eyebrows and killed the secret cloth in his eyes: "Let's wait until we are defeated."

After saying that, I don't know what operation has been done to lock the NPC of the love competition. The four of us flashed with white light on our heads, and we were strangely pulled into the four-way battlefield.

"God, what the hell is going on?" I couldn't react at all and asked foolishly,

"He made it very clear and beat them." The fallen flower god didn't seem to feel any surprise. He said lightly, "Before that, I have to tell you that these two are the [God and Buddha Combination] in the game "Ganshi". In those years, they fought in all directions and did not lose."

"The combination of gods and Buddhas." I frowned. Their age is too long away from us. I have never heard it. The ghost pupil locked the opposite side. In the battlefield, the IDs of the two also clearly emerged: the arrow in blue, the prodigal son without roots,

"Yes, the combination of gods and Buddhas." Luohua God sighed and explained to me, "God of War Qingyi God Arrow, pure operation of three arrows with the same damage. If you are attacked by weakness, even if you have 40,000 qi and blood now, you will be killed in seconds."

"War Buddha, the prodigal son has no root." There was a touch of respect in the voice of Luohua God: "He is the best friend of Qingyi Shenjian for many years. I just said that Chen Bodang and his best friend jointly hold 30% of the shares of Kyushu Group. This friend is the prodigal son without root."

"Strong." I suddenly realized that I couldn't help looking at the prodigal son without roots.

"The prodigal son cultivates Buddhism in reality. He is in an ethereal state of mind and does not want to participate in any fight. This time, I'm afraid it is due to Chen Bodang's request, so he will come back to the world." Luohua sighed softly, "You have to be careful. Uncle Prodigal chose a disciple of Shaolin this time, both offensive and defensive."

"God, can you tell them? I'm afraid there is any misunderstanding in the middle. Let's not fight." I'm dying of depression. In the face of two legends, I'm not looking for abuse.

"What are you afraid of?" Luohua God frowned and said, "No matter how beautiful they were before, now they are old, and their reaction ability and operation ability have regressed a lot. If it hadn't been for the uncertainty to deal with you, Uncle Chen would not have beg the prodigal uncle shamelessly."

"Go ahead." The system counts down to a half-minute countdown, and the fallen flower god snorted, "The predecessors will grow old. China's virtual world needs a new benchmark. If you can't defeat them and get their recognition, you will never become the eternal in the game."

"Eternity..." I shook my head helplessly. As I walked to the battlefield, I was still thinking about it. I never thought about eternity,

"Young man, we meet again." Seeing me coming, the player named Prodigal Son Wugen smiled indifferently and looked at me and said,

"You are..." After hearing the name, my eyes lit up in vain and almost exclaimed, "You are... the master who drives a taxi."

The prodigal son nodded and smiled, "I didn't expect that the god in Jiangshan games can still remember me. It's really an honor."

"Senior prodigal, don't laugh at me." My old face turned red. It's really unattractive. Who would have thought that the legend of the generation in the game turned out to be the teacher I met several times under the city.

"I'm not kidding you." The prodigal son Wugen shook his head slightly and said, "Since I entered the game, I have received the main task, and it has been interrupted, which has contributed to the update and maintenance of the game several times... I'm afraid your understanding of the game has not lost to the one behind."

The prodigal son pointed to the arrow in blue and smiled faintly.

"That's just my good luck." This teacher is mysterious to me in reality, not to mention that now that he knows that he is the legendary [War Buddha], I dare not despise him at all. I bowed my head and said, "Senior prodigal son, since we are acquaintances... Look at this battle..."

"What?" A joke appeared at the corners of the prodigal son's mouth: "I'm afraid that our two brothers are old and weak, and we can't stand your blood."

"No, no, no, that's not what I mean." I waved my hand in a hurry,

"Since that's not what I mean, adjust the state and let go." The prodigal son smiled indifferently and said kindly, "I will put some water properly, but the one behind will not show mercy."

"Brother, what else is there to talk about with that boy?" At the end of the system, the Qingyi God Arrow shook its arm about 30 meters away from me and hummed, "It's a mule or a horse, and you have to pull it out for a walk."

Before the words fell, the bow string sounded, and a silver feather arrow was like thunder outside the sky, suddenly shooting out: "The long river sunset."

[Long River sunset]: Flying feather single attack skill, ignoring any defense of the target, causing an additional 3,500 points of huge damage, and has a 50% chance to make the target fall into a [pain] state, with a response delay of 0.5 seconds and lasting for 3 seconds.

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The action of the god arrow in blue was extremely fast. The feather arrow flew down like lightning. I was also shocked. I subconsciously raised my hand and threw out the blood of the mountains and rivers. The vast blood color surged up boundless waves, and the wind swept up against the sky like a crazy cloud, blocking the way of the feather arrow.

"Boom."

The two energies collided in mid-air, the guns and feathers and arrows were smashed, the broken energy flow raged in the air, and the ripples visible to the naked eye dispersed.

"Young man, be careful." As soon as the arrow in blue moved, the prodigal son Wugen put his hands together on his chest, and a dazzling golden light burst out all over his body. Endless pressure on the battlefield. The light in front of me was foggy. Through the confusion, the prodigal son had no root and solemn appearance, which made people dare not face it,

"Bright Fist." The prodigal son took a step forward without roots, and his right fist slowly stretched forward. A golden fist completely condensed by true qi was as big as an iron bucket, containing violent pressure, completely covering me from top to bottom,

[Guangming Fist]: Shaolin lay disciples' single attack move. In those years, the five sects gathered in Huangshan. Guangming Fist showed its power in Tiandu Peak, consuming a certain amount of true qi to cause an additional 3,000 points of huge damage to the current target, and there is a 100% chance to make the target fall into a [heavy] state for 2 seconds,

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Although I am in awe of the two predecessors, the battle has begun. If I don't try my best, I will be disrespectful to them. After taking a deep breath, I left a shadow in place, and my body roared out.

"Boom."

The huge fist shadow shaking battlefield was trembling violently. After breaking my moon shadow, a large pit with a diameter of ten meters appeared in place, which made me scared.

"Senior prodigal son, I'm offended." After MISS dropped the prodigal son's rootless attack, I quickly walked around to the other side of him. The fish shadow sword in my hand flashed a strange light. The sharpness inspired by the ruthlessness of the skill was almost real, straight to his chest,

"Ouch, the reaction is not bad." In the face of my attack, the prodigal son hurriedly avoided the key point, and then protected his chest with one palm and exhaled a Sanskrit tone: "Unmovable Ming King."

[King Fuming]: Shaolin's secular disciple's single defense skill, has a 100% chance to be immune to the current arbitrary attack, and improves the defense of internal and external power by 50%, lasting for 15 seconds,

"Wo."

The sword blade rubbed his chest and wiped out a string of sparks. Under the blessing of the state of the king, the rootless body of the prodigal son was stronger than King Kong,

"The strength is clear." I haven't taken back my move yet. The blue arrow roared again in the distance. I hurriedly turned around and saw a black feather arrow condensed into a violent hurricane in mid-air, whirling and shooting at me.

[Thousands of power]: Feiyu's single-weight attack skill causes huge damage to the locked target's main body attack*2, and has a 100% chance to trigger a critical strike,

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The speed of the feather arrow was so fast that I didn't have time to condense. The ghost pupil locked the landing point of the black feather. At the moment it was about to touch me, my body fluttered and rose in the air.

"MD, let's see what you dodge this time." Seeing a big MISS flying under my feet, the Qingyi God Arrow scolded angrily. A feather arrow was put on the long bow again, and the fierce murderous spirit completely locked me.

"The devil's ambush." Almost at the same time as the arrow in blue, the prodigal son waved his right hand, and a huge golden curtain seemed to cover the sky and the earth, throwing it fiercely on my body.

[Satorumen Fumo]: Shaolin's secular disciple's single attack skill, consumes 50% of the true qi illusion of the salam, causing an additional 5,000 points of huge damage to the locked target and hitting it away,

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"Peng."

"15896."

The light curtain pulled on my shoulder, and I was like a broken kite rolling in mid-air, and my body was uncontrollably falling in the direction of the arrow in blue.

Although I lost a lot of qi and blood, my heart moved slightly. The prodigal son seemed to have caused me a lot of damage with this move. In fact, it deliberately narrowed the distance between me and the arrow in blue.

"Very good." Seeing that I fell to the ground, the long bow of the arrow in blue was shining brightly: "Three arrows pierce the heart."