Taoist students

Chapter 57 Challenge the Stone Platform
Dongfang Mo's eyes flicked, and he scanned the 99 stone platforms in front of him one by one.

At this time, stone platforms were opened from time to time. During this period, many disciples challenged on the stage, and each of them seemed to win or lose.

"If you are ready, go up. With your strength, I don't think it will be a big problem to win an inner sect."

At this time, Nangong Yurou obviously noticed Dongfang Mo's energetic appearance after some adjustments.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo nodded, but when his eyes suddenly looked into the distance inadvertently, his expression changed slightly.

I saw that Mo Qianli, Zhao Wuji and others also came to this square at some time, and they were staying with Gongsuntu.

"Don't worry about them, these three people must plan to take action until the end is coming to an end, in order to avoid you and me."

Nangong Yurou looked at the three of them in the distance and said calmly.

Hearing this, the corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth curled up into a smile, secretly guessing that he was afraid of Nangong Yurou?
Then he shook his head, and then focused his attention on the 99 stone platforms again.

In this way, another half day passed.It was night at this time, but on this huge square, bursts of dazzling light lit up, illuminating the surroundings like daytime.

Besides the 99 people on stage, there were probably only 50 people in the audience.

Some people were forced to teleport out due to fighting on the way, while others crushed the talisman because they failed in the challenge.

This time Taiyi Dao Palace only recruits 99 people, that is to say, at least dozens of people will be eliminated, but I don't know who will have the last laugh.

When one of the 99 stone platforms was opened again, Dongfang Mo didn't hesitate anymore, as if he had been prepared, he leaped onto it.

At this time, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy on the stone platform opened his eyes. The boy had thick eyebrows and squinted eyes, and a big bull nose, which made him look a little rough.

When the young man saw that the person on stage was just a little Taoist priest in his early ten years old, and from the looks of it, he was only at the fourth level of cultivation, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no door to hell, you break in."

The squint-eyed boy said.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo pretended to be an old god, and said:
"Senior brother, please!"

"Humph!"

Seeing this, the squint-eyed boy let out a cold snort, secretly thinking that maybe it was another person who made it this far by luck.At the same time, with a flick of the fingers, two fireballs the size of a human head shot out at an extremely fast speed.

Dongfang Mo frowned, and at the moment when the fireball came, he also made a tactic in his hand, and the two wooden spurs shot away, splitting the two fireballs, turning them into a rain of fire all over the sky.

When the surrounding fire dissipated, the squint-eyed boy appeared three feet in front of him at some point, his sarcasm was beyond words, and a round bowl in his hand was already facing him as a hood.

At this moment, the corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth twitched, and his figure suddenly swayed. The squint-eyed boy felt a flash of blue light in front of him, and felt the figure of the little Taoist suddenly appearing behind him.

At this moment, he suddenly turned around, but suddenly a black wooden sword appeared in Dongfang Mo's hand, and he slashed at the squinting-eyed boy.

A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of the squint-eyed boy's mouth, and the round bowl in his hand suddenly grew bigger, and a sharp breath was brewing in it.

But in the next moment, the squint-eyed boy felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the sword light that was split turned into dozens or even hundreds of streaks, making his mind dizzy for a while, and it was difficult to distinguish the truth from the fake.

"Illusion magical powers!"

The squint-eyed boy was startled, the situation was critical at this moment, he had no time to think about it, he bit the tip of his tongue quickly, and then he woke up, but the sharp sword glow had already fallen hard.

So the round bowl in his hand shrouded the sword light without even thinking about it.

"puff!"

A black light shone in the middle of the round bowl, obliterating the sword light.

Looking at Dongfang Mo at this time, he had already appeared in front of the squint-eyed boy, flicking his fingers repeatedly, and light blue wooden stimuli shot out, blocking all directions.

The squint-eyed boy let out a cold snort, stretched out his hand and grabbed a yellow talisman, opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, the talisman immediately burned, and then turned into a flying phoenix, and rushed towards the wooden thorns.

"Bang bang bang!" sounded, and dozens of wooden thorns collapsed under Huofeng's attack.

"Low-level pictograph?"

Dongfang Mo was shocked.

But then he was relieved, as long as he didn't reach the intermediate level, he didn't have the slightest fear.

Thinking back to the time when Ge Yun fought against Zu Nianqi, Ge Yun took out a mid-level metamorphosis talisman, which was really powerful.

But Dongfang Mo smiled lightly and shook his head for the slightly rough Huofeng in front of him.

After turning his body three times, three sharp sword lights slashed at Huofeng.

The next moment, the fire phoenix turned into a flash of spiritual light and dissipated. At the same time, the Dongfang Black Wood Sword was swung again, and the magical power of illusion fell again.

The squint-eyed boy saw Dongfang Mo breaking the Transformation Talisman so easily, his eyes showed a touch of shock, he was about to make a move, but suddenly saw the wooden sword attacking again, at the same time his eyes dimmed and his mind became heavy.

When he bit the tip of his tongue again and woke up suddenly, two pitch-black objects had already shot towards him.

"Lei Zhenzi!"

The squint-eyed boy was startled, and without even thinking about it, he backed away.

"Boom!" Two loud bangs.

Although he had retreated a long time ago, he was still affected a lot. At this moment, his Taoist robe was covered with burn marks, and his cheeks were burnt black, so he was in a panic.

Not only that, before the squint-eyed boy could react, he suddenly felt a white light flash in front of his eyes, and at the same time his waist tightened. When he lowered his head, he was actually entangled by a snow-white whisk, and the other end of the whisk was being pinched by Dongfang Mo .

The next moment, his body was pulled up by a huge force, and his head and feet were about to be smashed onto the stone platform.

The squint-eyed boy was shocked. If he fell like this, he would definitely end up with a blown head.

Then he gritted his teeth, and the magic power in his body suddenly swelled, wanting to shake off the entangled whisk, at the same time, he patted the round bowl in his hand, a black light shot out from the middle of the bowl, the black light turned out to be a strange black flame, falling on the whisk It was burning blazingly, but the next moment the squint-eyed boy discovered that the black fire had no effect on Fusi.

Seeing that his body was about to fall and hit the stone platform, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, so he took out the teleportation talisman with hatred and crushed it.

His figure was blurred, wrapped in a yellow light, and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo flicked his whisk and stood up.

This battle seemed cumbersome, but in fact it was over in just tens of breaths of effort.

Naturally, many people in the audience noticed that this Taoist priest, who was only in his early ten years old, was so vigorous. With just a fourth-level cultivation base, he forced the outer disciple at the beginning of the fifth level to crush the teleportation talisman. A look of surprise.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo suddenly felt a tremor above his head, and a ray of brilliance poured down. At a glance, it was the afterglow emanating from the clan card of the inner disciple. The noisy discussion and the whistling wind stopped abruptly, and suddenly fell into silence.

So Dongfang Mo sat down cross-legged, nodded to Nangong Yurou who was under the stage, and then fell into breath adjustment.

Seeing this, Nangong Yurou turned around and swept her eyes around. Not long after, a ray of afterglow finally disappeared on the 99 stone platforms, and her figure appeared on the stone platforms in a blink of an eye.

It was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy on the stage. The most noteworthy thing is that this boy's spiritual pressure is extremely powerful, and he has reached the sixth level, which is enough to shock people.

He had knocked a fifth-order peak outer sect disciple off the ring before, when the light curtain opened, no one should have dared to challenge him, but he didn't want someone to come up to the stage immediately.

This sixth-level disciple suddenly opened his eyes, and he didn't expect that someone would dare to challenge him.

But when he saw that the person who came was actually a young and amazingly beautiful female disciple, the chill in his eyes paused slightly.

"Is this the Miaoyinyuan Junior Sister Nangong?"

The boy looked at Nangong Yurou, and said with a relaxed expression.

"Not bad!"

"It's really a coincidence, in the Lower South Foot Court..."

"Please!"

The boy hadn't finished speaking, but Nangong Yurou directly interrupted, obviously not the slightest interest in who the boy was.

Hearing this, the boy's expression froze, he smiled awkwardly, and said:
"If Junior Sister Nangong wants this card, I will offer it with both hands, just to form a good relationship with Junior Sister."

In his opinion, even if he stepped down, so what, with his strength, he would naturally be able to defeat most of the people on the stone platform again, and being able to make friends with Nangong Yurou would be considered worthwhile.

"Whoever wants to form a good relationship with you, do it!"

But Nangong Yurou's pretty face turned cold, and she didn't even say much. With a wave of the silk scarf in her hand, it turned into a huge veil, which was about to be enveloped.

At this time, a trace of displeasure finally flashed in the young man's eyes. Since this Nangong Yurou is so aggressive, why should he be so affectionate.

So he stretched out his hand and grabbed a simple long sword in his hand. With a twist of his wrist, the long sword made a humming sound, and a gorgeous sword flower came from bottom to top, cutting on the silk that shrouded below. among the towels.

"Crash!"

But the invincible sword flower is now ineffective, as if it was cut on a piece of extremely tough cowhide.

At this time, the silk scarf had already turned into the size of more than ten feet, and it fell on the head.

The young man had already had a bad feeling, and he was about to withdraw at this time.

How could Nangong Yurou let him get his wish? With a pinch of her fingers, the veil immediately burned, enveloping the entire stone platform and the boy together.

Everyone could only see a dazzling fire on the stone platform.

It wasn't until several breaths later that the fire light gradually dissipated. At the same time, Nangong Yurou stretched out a hand to turn the huge silk scarf into a few feet, and stroked it in her hand.

And on the stage, there was no shadow of that boy.

When everyone saw that there was still no figure of the young man in the audience, they all gasped. They didn't know that the young man must have been unable to resist the raging flames and crushed the teleportation talisman.

When they looked at Nangong Yurou again, everyone's eyes were full of horror. They didn't expect this young and beautiful girl to crush the talisman of the sixth-level disciple of Nanlu Academy with just a few breaths. Therefore, everyone has already decided in their hearts that they must not challenge this girl.

And in the distance, Gongsuntu and others also noticed Nangong Yurou's situation all the time, especially when Zhao Wuji and Mo Qianli saw the magical silk scarf in Nangong Yurou's hand, they looked at each other and looked at each other. He saw deep fear in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)