Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 46 Personal Shorts

  On the tenth day of October, under the light or dark gaze, this year's Three Cities On Taoism officially began.

  One-year, three-year, and five-year births are naturally separate discussions. For example, the two annuals in Fenglin City will fight against the annuals in Sanshan City and Wangjiang City respectively.

  After one round, the remaining three winners will adopt rounds. That is, A fights B, B fights C, and C fights A. Win three points, tie one point, and lose zero points. The one with the highest points is the annual leader of the Three Cities Lundao.

  In this way, it depends not only on personal strength, but also on the overall strength of the Taoist Academy. After all, if in the final round of battle, there are two people from the same college, they can calmly preserve their strength and target the other person.

  The one-year-old Taoism begins first, with three cities, six cultivators, and three battles starting at the same time.

  The competition venue is arranged on the square in front of the city lord’s mansion. Because this is often used as the venue for the city guards to pull out the former oaths, it is also called the martial arts field by the common people.

  The one-year-old cultivators of the City Taoist Academy are basically in a state not long after the foundation is laid. The battle is mainly based on Taoism, but martial arts cooperation is indispensable. It is the game that the people can understand best, so it is more popular with the people.

  The place was surrounded early in the morning. The people of Fenglin City dragged their homes and gathered around the martial arts field. The city guards were dispatched to maintain order.

   Jiang An’an’s school is not in class on this day, so Ling He will naturally take it to watch the game.

  Because of the large number of people, Jiang Anan sat on Linghe’s shoulders. At this moment, she was clapping her hands and cheering her elder brother loudly.

  Zhao Rucheng and Huang Azhan were naturally the first to watch Jiang Wang's match. It's just that a person with wealth and wealth is as big as Zhao, so he naturally wouldn't do things like yelling and yelling in person, which is damaging to his demeanor. Not far away, more than ten Aung Zang men he hired were just letting go of their voices and shouting.

   "Jian Wang, we will win! Jiang Wang, we will win!"

  There are also two big flags waving in the wind—

  Zuoshu "Fist the three mountains, the eye is even more invincible."

  Right book, "Who is a hero under your seat and looking at the river."

  Although Jiang Wang would certainly not appreciate it.

  For a time, Jiang Wang’s voice overwhelmed the audience, and this discussion seemed to have become Jiang Wang’s personal performance. From time to time, people whispered and asked who this Jiang Wang was. After learning about the players from Fenglin City, the simple and honest people of Fenglin City also cheered.

   Jiang Wang stood on the playing field, feeling... embarrassing.

  The three games are all next to each other, and the six monks are all present. From the sight of those people consciously or unconsciously, Jiang Wang found that he had become a public enemy. If it is not restricted by the rules, I am afraid it is now one dozen five. This also includes the senior fellow who is also at the Fenglin City Taoist Academy.

  "Sao Bao, what do you dare!" Lin Zhengli from Wangjiang City was most dissatisfied. Instead of looking at his opponent, he took a sip in Jiang Wang's direction.

  The sound is neither light nor heavy. Jiang Wang turned a deaf ear.

  The entire martial arts field is divided into three battlefields, leaving a large buffer between the lines.

  The cultivator from the county court serves as the chief referee, and the two teachers from the Fenglin City Taoist Academy serve as the deputy referees. The battle is very simple. The one who falls is the one who loses, so there is no need to worry about the referee's favoritism. In fact, the main role of the referee is to prevent the young monks from inadequate control and casualties.

   Jiang Wang’s opponent comes from Sanshan City.

  This person is short in stature, but sturdy, wearing close-fitting martial arts clothes, and his muscles are as heavy as rocks.

  Both sides walked in the aisle and stood still.

  The referee gave an order, and Jiang Wang drew his sword out!

  Man rises like a dragon, sword pierces meteors.

  Almost halfway through the three-mountain city repairman, Jiang Wangzong sword was approaching.

  Resolute and fast.

The   Ziqi Donglai Sword Art has almost an overwhelming advantage in the combat methods before the extraordinary.

  In the previous selection of the Fenglin City Taoist Academy, he defeated Fang Heling with such a trick, and now it seems that the old thing is going to be repeated.

  But to Jiang Wang and the audience's surprise, this Sanshan City repairer did not avoid it!

  He didn't even move, his eyes were looking directly at the sword that Jiang Wang struck, and his hands were so steady, his Daojue took shape in this gaze.

  In this case, he either renounced and avoided, or surrendered directly. But with the speed Jiang Wang showed, he avoided the next Dao skill afterwards, and would have no chance to make a move.

  And he made a completely different choice from Fang Heling!

The earth travel vitality gathered crazily, Jiang Wang felt a force gushing up from the ground, of course he knew what it was.

  He is confident enough to pierce the opponent's heart with a sword before the ground thorn arrives, but his feet will also be pierced by the ground piercing next to him.

   Injury for death, he still won. But he didn't want to win so much.

  Jiang Wang’s long sword turned, and it touched the ground thorns violently under his feet, and the whole person took advantage of the momentum to turn back and return to the original position.

  At this time, the dense sharp thorns spread all around the repairer of the Three Mountain City.

  This cultivator from Sanshan City, who is contemptuously called a mountain barbarian, has just won a turn for the better with his life.

  He immediately took a few feet in a row, kicked off the thorn in front of him, and kicked it away. The thorns were like throwing guns, whizzing towards Jiang Wang one after another.

  And this Sanshan City repairer followed after the howling ground stab, and launched a charge towards Jiang Wang.

  In Jiang Anan’s nervous gaze, Jiang Wang turned like the wind, moving lightly among the attacking ground thorns, unscathed.

  And the repairers of the Three Mountain City are near.

  His short and stocky body leaped high, his fist gradually condensed into stone, swelling into a huge mountain-like fist.

  Stone Fist!

  Offensive and defensive reversal!

   cannot be hardwired. Jiang Wang's horizontal sword was in front of him, touching the stone fist with the sword face, and wanted to take advantage of the momentum to float away and find another fighter.

  In any case, the foundation practitioners have limited Dao elements and cannot perform too many Dao skills at all. As long as he drags on, his swordsmanship will be a win.

  But the stone fist suddenly flipped over, grabbing the sword in Jiang Wang's hand and crushing it to pieces!

  The Stone Covered Fist itself is only a Ding Deng high-grade Dao skill. Although Jiang Wang did not master it, he was very familiar with it. Never thought that this Taoism would have such a smart change!

  In an emergency, Jiang Wang discarded the hilt of the sword, embraced the stone fist that smashed the long sword in both hands, and twisted it vigorously.

  The powerful physical power brought by the Four Spirits Refining Body Jue penetrated without reservation, and with the swirling strength, the gravel was flying.

  Jiang looked at his toes and retreated sharply in a backward posture. At the same time, it also avoided the sudden explosion of the stone fist!

When Jiang Wang destroyed the stone fist, the monk of Sanshan City simply detonated it directly as another attack method. But never thought Jiang Wang reacted so sharply, and still avoided it in the first place.

  The blasting of the stone fist did not affect him, although he deliberately controlled it, his entire right arm was still covered with wounds and blood dripping.

   But he didn't seem to feel the pain, he just didn't say a word and just caught up with Jiang Wang.

  He didn't pinch Daojue any more, and it was too late to use Daoshu. In other words, he realized that with the Taoism he now mastered, he could not defeat his opponent.

  Then, try his physique over the mountains, try his fist to fight the liger.

  Elbow hits, knee tops, head bumps!

  Jiang Wang also couldn't pull the distance anymore, his sword was gone, and he couldn't perform any swordsmanship.

   Punch, kick, shoulder close!

  Two people started short shorts!

  In the square inch, the most intense, the most direct and the wildest!

  There are many vulgar warriors in the audience who know how to handle the style, and they are boiling when they see this!

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  (End of this chapter)