Chapter 22 The Gendi
Today's third update, my eyes are sore~
Tingfeng sat on a wide chair, slightly narrowed his eyes, and was recuperating his spirit. During this period, after the immortals were severely damaged, all the immortals had turned to the ground, which made the momentum of the demon clan flourish. This time, there were many more disciples than any previous time. That's why he came to the test field in person this time.
What he wants to focus on is the 200 people who have the opportunity to become inner disciples.
Before that, as usual, there will be a knockout match of 500 people. These competitions are the lowest in the [Longevity Gate], so he does not care about it, and he will not go to see it.
At this time, he heard the sound of applause from the training ground from time to time, which lasted for a long time, but became more and more lively.
This made him feel very strange, so he called Tu Ba to ask,
"What's the game now? Has even the knockout match become very exciting in this world?"
Tupa didn't watch the knockout match at all. After listening to Feng Luo's words, he just went out. Not long after, he hurried in and said,
"At present, it is still the first stage. There are 100 people playing in different games, and 98 people have won and lost, but this last pair is still in the game."
"Oh, it's been a long time." Hearing this, Feng Luo raised his eyebrows and went out. He wanted to see what kind of game it would take such a long time.
Is it true that they are so evenly matched?
This unfinished game has attracted the attention of everyone on the test field. They all looked up at the sky, and the two figures of the rabbits rising and falling in the test field.
When the wind fell, he was immediately attracted by the two of them.
"Are these also the two foreign disciples who are going to participate in the knockout match?" Listen to Feng Luo's question.
"It is the thin and flexible guy named Zhang Chong. His speed ranks first among the 5,000 people, but the power and magic skills are at the bottom. I have an impression of this man. During the selection, he broke both hands in order to split the blue stone, but he was fierce. It's just that I don't seem to have any talent in practicing magic skills.
And I'm not familiar with the person who plays against him, but judging from his skills, he shouldn't appear in the knockout match.
After listening to Tuba's answer and looking at the battle in the distance, he also fell into deep thought. After a long time, he said,
"Are you sure that his magic skills are very low?"
"Exactly, my subordinate just confirmed that this Zhang Chong, his magic skill, is almost zero."
"The magic skill is zero, but the body method is so flexible. Can he practice [the mysterious demon body]?" Hearing Feng Luo's words, he said it very lightly, but his body trembled slightly.
"[Hundi Demon Body]?" Tuba was also shocked and asked to listen to the wind,
"Is it the first magic body that no one has learned in the past ten thousand years?"
"Exactly," the wind said slowly,
"There are 172 kinds of demon bodies. [Mysterious Demon Body] does not distinguish between yin and yang, but it can rank first, because it changes thousands of times. However, its difficulty of practice also ranks first.
The refinement of the magic body lies in the operation of the magic power and the continuous training of the body. A big difference between having a physical body to practice [Xuandi Demon Body] is that it takes a very long time to run the magic skill for a week. It takes several months for less and ten years for more. The longer it takes to run for a week, the stronger the [Xuandi Demon Body] will be. And the demon clan who cultivates [Xuandi Demon Body] has an extremely powerful talent in the body.
After listening to Feng Luo's words, Tu Ba also understood the power of [Mysterious Demon Body]. Of course, he also understands why this demon body ranks first, but few people know about it.
The reason why most people become demon practitioners is that compared with immortal cultivation, the threshold is not only lower, but also much faster. Like [Xuandi Demon Body], the magic skill that runs for ten years and a week is extremely difficult to find such a time-consuming one among the skills of immortals. No matter how powerful it is, it is natural that it is not liked by others.
The speed of magic practice is slow, and the speed of body practice is fast. With these two abnormal requirements together, how many people can meet these two conditions at the same time?
Ting Fengluo looked at the figure in front of him who was still in the test, and said softly in his heart,
"[Xuandi Demon Body], once ten thousand years come out, is it possible that this great opportunity has actually come to my [Longsheng Gate], and I [Longsheng Gate], also want to carry forward in the demon clan?"
Zhang Chong didn't know at all. At this time, there were still people who had such high expectations for him. His current thoughts are all about how to avoid the broken iron fist.
The iron fist that broke the sky made a sound and hit his body like a cannon. The sound of the wind brought by the boxing alone made his body feel like he was cut by a knife.
In addition, his body is huge and his appearance is extremely ugly. Without several rounds, Zhang Chong was already embarrassed.
However, when there is no obvious victory or defeat between the two sides, they cannot take the initiative to lose.
"The rules of all kinds of evil killing~~" Zhang Chong was in his heart and scolded the person who set this rule more than ten thousand times. He originally thought that he was seriously injured, and after being punched by the sky, he would end up.
However, the punching this time is even more shocking than when I first saw it. Zhang Chong only felt that if the punch hit his body, he was afraid that he would not be seriously injured, but died directly.
"In that case, I can't play any more." Zhang Chong said in his heart that his body also escaped quickly.
After several dangerous and dangerous dodging, Zhang Chong saw his figure and couldn't keep up with the speed of punching. At this moment, he crossed his heart and no longer paid attention to the punches that broke the sky. Instead, he focused on what he thought in his heart and completely unfolded his body.
At this moment, in his heart, he could not feel that the sky was nearby at all.
And breaking the sky, although it is extremely tough, his brain still lacks a string after all. Seeing that the number of boxing is not as heavy, his heart has already been angry, and the speed of punching is more rapid and powerful.
His fist chased Zhang Chong's figure, but what he touched was nothing but a remnant in the end.
Although Zhang Chong's figure is elegant and flexible, which is in sharp contrast to the sky, the master can see at a glance that what is really dangerous is Zhang Chong.
In the competition field, the two had a good chase battle. One was to exert their strength to the extreme, and the other was to exert their body skills to the extreme. Between the transition, it attracted bursts of cheers.
Chen Linger looked at the fierce competition in mid-air, and she couldn't help sweating in the palm of her hand. It's strange that she doesn't know why she is worried about the safety of this person.
She and he have only seen a few times, and Zhang Chong's appearance can only be said to be ordinary, not handsome, let alone outstanding family background. But there was an inexplicable mystery on his body, which attracted her heart to that place.
It was Zhang Chong who saved her and escaped from Luo Ding that night. He did not hesitate to offend such a powerful power for her.
It was also him who dared to pat hard on her fragrant shoulder.
No one has ever done this to her.
"Do you think I would like such a person?" In Chen Linger's heart, she found that even she could not answer such a question. Maybe the little daughter's ignorant feelings are always elusive.
"You go there and end this battle. Don't ruin a good seed." Ting Fengluo looked at the test site and said slowly to Tu Ba.
"Yes" Tu pulled out and said.