Moon Emperor

Chapter 84
[Madame Mingyue] For the current Su Yan, he needs to accumulate mana to form, so he has been passively beaten in the early stage.

And after it took shape, Su Yan was not in a hurry to use it, because he knew that there was a gap in cultivation between himself and Zheng Wenlong, and he had to use it at the most appropriate moment to achieve an unexpected effect.

Just at that moment, Su Yan noticed from Jianying and Yunlong's pincer attack that Zheng Wenlong was distracted again, and he immediately sent out Taoism, and he really made a contribution.

The disciples outside the venue also gradually came to their senses, "It turns out that the figure just now was formed by Taiyin method. I almost forgot that Su Yan's classics are different from ours. It's really novel."

For the third-level disciples of Qingcheng Palace, the vast majority of them practiced the Dragon Ball Sutra, and the few who practiced other methods were basically the ones they were familiar with.

This is played back and forth every year, and most of the opponents know what tricks they have.

But Su Yan is different. One is that the grade of Lingsu Sutra is so high that it can be placed on the fourth floor of the Sutra Building, and ordinary disciples have no chance to learn it even if they want to; Department of exercises.

Therefore, it is difficult for his opponents to guess Su Yan's bottom-of-the-box tricks, especially after he learned the third level.

Seeing Su Yan turn the situation back all of a sudden, the discussions outside the arena also became lively. For the competition, they no longer overwhelmingly believed that Zheng Wenlong would win.

On Tianxiang Peak's side, Zhao Yan'er was even more elated. She didn't react when Su Yan was pressed and beaten before, because it wasn't pretty at all.

Now it looks like there is a reversal, her eyes are shining brightly, if not for so many people watching, she really wants to shout a few times: Kill him!kill him!

This [he] does not refer to Su Yan specifically, both sides are fine.

But if someone is going to die, Zhao Yan'er still hopes that the person surnamed Zheng will die, because one can bring her fun and the other can't, it's that simple.

Although there are more people who are optimistic about Su Yan, there are still many disciples who stick to the original point of view.

"The Tai Yin method just now is very powerful. Now Su Yan is madly using the escape method to suppress Zheng Wenlong. It seems refreshing for a while, but can his magic power really hold up?"

"Although Zheng Wenlong's consumption is not small, I think he still has spare energy. You just wait, and the offensive and defensive reversal will be reversed soon."

As if to confirm the disciple's words, Su Yan's speed slowed down quickly, and the bloody saber light in his hand also dimmed, revealing the original appearance of the wooden sword.

Moreover, the scarred wooden sword was instantly shattered into flying sawdust.

There is no way, the grade is too low, it is already very good to be able to survive until now.

Su Yan, who was frozen in the air, had many sword wounds and one or two scorched black marks, but it seemed that the injuries were not serious, most of them were minor injuries.

While pouring down a whole bottle of pills in one breath, he stared at the opponent's movements, which stunned the people outside the arena.

Even if it is a low-level elixir, there is no such filling method, right?
Although it is impossible to die due to body explosion, it is not a joke that the meridians and even the dantian are damaged due to the reverse flow of dan qi.

Zheng Wenlong on the opposite side did not take this opportunity to sneak up on Su Yan, he also took out some elixir that he made to supplement mana.

"Yes, you are stronger than I imagined, but you have no chance." Zheng Wenlong stopped the bleeding from the wound on his left shoulder while speaking.

Su Yan endured the turbulent pill power in his body, and was about to rush forward and continue to suppress his opponent, when his face suddenly changed slightly.

Because he saw Zheng Wenlong taking out a black crystal from his sleeve.

People outside the arena were also puzzled, what is this?magic weapon?magic weapon?
Is there something wrong with this guy's head?The quiz is directly judged to lose with these extraneous things, not to mention that you still took them out generously.

The invigilator also frowned, but he didn't give the verdict immediately, because he didn't use it yet, maybe it was just a feint.

Zheng Wenlong showed a cruel smile, "I lost, congratulations on your promotion."

There was only a snap~ the crystal was crushed into pieces, and in an instant, a thick black mist filled the entire No. Gui field!

Due to the barriers of the formation flags and disks, these strange black mist did not rush out of the field directly, but they completely covered the entire field, cutting off everyone's sight.

What's more frightening is that it also cuts off the exploration of spiritual consciousness!
The invigilator deacon's face changed drastically, because even his divine consciousness would dissipate after a few steps into the mist, and now he couldn't catch the traces of the two people in the field, let alone know their specific battle situation.

"At the No. [-] venue, Zheng Wenlong will be directly judged to lose, and Su Yan of the same lineage of Tiantong will win~!"

"The two leave the venue immediately!"

The loud sound came into the fog, as silently as a mud cow entering the sea, and the proctor did not know whether the people inside heard it or not.

In a hurry, he immediately looked at Xingming Zhenren, "Denren, I'll go in and see the situation first, please stay here to prevent other accidents."

Xing Ming looked very calm, but nodded, signaling the deacon to rest assured.

This is also very normal, how can you call the leader if something goes wrong?

"Hey! What's going on here?? Is this Zheng man crazy?" The disciple of Tianji Peak, who was still praising Zheng Wenlong before, now has an unbelievable expression.

What good does it do him to use this one-time expendable magic weapon in the quiz and be directly sentenced to lose?
The reactions of the others were similar, and there was a commotion outside the arena for a while, with puzzled voices one after another.

The invigilators of the other venues noticed the changes in the No. Gui venue, and were hesitating whether to interrupt the quiz.

But seeing Master Xingming's peaceful appearance, they didn't dare to make any claims, they just sent voice transmissions to ask him for his opinion.

Xingming Zhenren just responded flatly: "It's a trivial matter, I'll watch it, and the quiz continues."

This response was not a private response via Transsion, but was directly heard by everyone on the stage.

Everyone felt relieved when they heard the words, there is a real person here, forgive that kid surnamed Zheng and he won't be able to make any trouble.

Someone else shook his head and laughed, "Guess what punishment this guy will be punished for? Xingming Zhenren has always been famous for his clear distinction between public and private affairs, and he never relents."

"I can see the next trip to Jiuyou Dungeon. That ghost place is really not for people to stay in. Anyway, he has suffered a lot." The responding disciple's tone was a little gloating.

"Su Yan will not have an accident, right? Zheng Wenlong probably wants to sneak attack with this kind of thing."

"The real person is watching, the mere fog should not be able to block his eyes, he won't let Su Yan get into trouble."

"Is there any hatred between the two of them? I haven't heard of it."

"I know, I know!" A female disciple of Tianliang Peak excitedly raised her hand, "We have a disciple named Zheng Wenjun, who was beaten up by Su Yan four years ago. This Zheng Wenlong is his cousin, maybe I want to avenge my cousin."

"Huh? Isn't this too stupid?!"

(End of this chapter)