This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 335 Battle
At this time in the arena, the color of colored glaze that Lu Ziyu transformed into was already very dazzling.

The Holy Son, who was standing opposite Lu Ziyu, was not shocked when he saw this scene. Instead, he calmly took out a lotus-shaped talisman from his mustard space.

Lu Ziyu, who was covered in glass, shrank in his eyes when he saw the lotus charm in his hand.

Then, he chuckled:
"Did he give you this too?"

Although the glazed version of Lu Ziyu couldn't see his eyes specifically, she could clearly feel that he was a bit depressed.

The Holy Son didn't have time to answer his words. Looking at the talisman in his hand, he looked solemnly and said softly:
"combine!"

The next moment, a lotus shadow flashed out from the spell, and then turned into a wisp of smoke and slowly floated into the body of the Holy Son.

In an instant, the saint's appearance changed drastically, and his whole body rose to three feet out of thin air. His eyes were filled with compassion, and the whisk in his hand turned into several magic weapons.

"Lotus True Body."

The Holy Son looked at the glass-colored Lu Ziyu with pitiful eyes.

Everything was said without saying a word, the two of them didn't talk nonsense and immediately started fighting.

The glazed Lu Ziyu was known for his speed and turned into countless rays of light that shone around the three-foot-tall Holy Son.

But Shengzi was not in a hurry. He used both arms to slowly neutralize Lu Ziyu's attack.

Seeing this, Lu Yuanzhi sat in his seat with astonishment in his eyes.

Could this be the legendary Glass Man vs. Attack on Titan? ?

It's too abstract...

Not to mention Lu Yuanzhi, everyone sitting here was stunned.

I clearly remember that these two people don't look like this...

Why did he start to turn into a monster just by talking? ?
Are Taoist spells so magical? ?

The two people in the middle of the battle did not have time to pay attention to the shock in the audience. They knew that they must not be distracted at this time.

Lu Ziyu's state of combining man and sword could not last long. This state consumes too much mana.

The same is true for the Holy Son. His true lotus body was a treasure specially left for him by the Taoist Taoist. It was originally the Taoist's magical power. Not only did he not use it to exert its ultimate power, but it was also a bit overwhelmed in terms of consumption.

After a while, as if they had agreed, the two of them separated at the same time, each standing at a safe distance and looking at each other from a distance.

Without words, the two of them rushed towards each other almost at the same time.

"Bang!!"

The Lotus True Body of the Holy Son directly emitted a dazzling light, which almost stung the eyes of everyone present. In this light, two pairs of arms grew out of the arms of the Holy Son's huge true body. Take the original two, making a total of six.

And as the light gradually weakened, six different magic weapons appeared inexplicably on the six arms of the Holy Son.

Lu Ziyu felt strong, his expression became extremely serious and dignified, and he muttered silently:
"instant!"

The next moment, the glazed color on his body gradually faded away, replaced by the green glow, and his eyes became deeper. Without hesitation, Lu Ziyu's speed more than doubled again out of thin air.

And the sharp feeling on his body became stronger and stronger, almost piercing into everyone's heart.

Seeing this, everyone in the audience swallowed subconsciously.

Now they discovered why the Taoist people are so perverted?
If he were in the ring at this moment, the aftermath of the battle alone would put him in danger, let alone fighting two people?

At this time, neither of them felt comfortable.

They have no way out and can only rely on the will in their hearts to survive the opponent's attacks.

"The true body of the lotus flower has six arms coexisting, and each arm has great power..."

At this time, Lu Ziyu, who had turned into a green light, looked at the Holy Son cautiously. The attacks in his hands showed no mercy, and he attacked the giant's vital points with every move.

After reaching the point where man and sword merge into one, there is no need to hold a sword anymore. Every punch and kick he makes is sharper than any sword in the world.

Moreover, under his full force, his body speed was faster than the golden sword in his command.

"Ding……"

Finally, under the trance of the Holy Son, Lu Ziyu's attack landed on the Holy Son, making a shallow tinkling sound.

After all, this is the first time for the Holy Son to use the Lotus Body, and he is not very skilled at it.

After the first time, there will naturally be a second time.

Under the stretched defense of the Holy Son, Lu Ziyu did not give the Holy Son time to use the magical powers of the six arms of the Lotus True Body, and kept attacking.

"Pu~"

Finally, with his unremitting efforts, a gash was opened from the Holy Son's body, and golden blood flowed out.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ziyu's deep eyes flashed with joy.

It seems that the indestructible golden body of Lotus Words rumored by the Taoist sect is not as difficult to deal with as imagined.

After all, his state of combining man and sword is also a legendary state.

With the first opening, there will naturally be a second opening.

That's right.

Not long after, Sheng Zui began to trickle down, and the golden liquid covered his body.

"Fall down..."

There was a touch of coldness in Lu Ziyu's voice.

The Holy Son remained silent until this moment, a look of humiliation flashed in his eyes, and he took a slow breath:

"The world only knows that the golden lotus body has six arms, but they don't know that in addition to the six arms, there is also a magical power..."

After hearing his words, Lu Ziyu's movements obviously froze.

Confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Accept sanctions."

The Holy Son didn't give him any more time to think. The three-foot-tall giant suddenly flashed with golden light, and a huge lotus flower exploded from behind him.

The next moment, under the gaze of everyone, two heads slowly appeared on both sides of the middle head of the Holy Son.

A monster with three heads and six arms appeared on the ring.

Seeing this scene, the most shocked person was Lu Yuanzhi from Taiwan.

"Nezha???"

His heart was roaring.

Isn't this special girl a Nezha from the myth I met in my previous life? ?

And the true body of the lotus...it's obviously the lotus root. Isn't this trespassing? ?

There was no time to think about it, the changes in the arena were like a kaleidoscope. At this time, the body of the Holy Son with three heads sprouted out of thin air, as if it was welded with the strongest magic weapon, which actually caused Lu Ziyu, who had been invincible just now, to panic.

"See, this is what ignorance does."

At some point, Lu Ziyu was grasped by the huge lotus flower in his hand.

Three heads and six eyes stared at Lu Ziyu at the same time.

Being held in the hands of the Lotus Avatar, Lu Ziyu really felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, and the glazed green light on his body flashed a few times in an attempt to release it, but Lu Ziyu knew that he could never release the state of unity between man and sword at this time.

Otherwise, the next moment, he will be turned into flesh by the true body of the lotus.

"Lu! You'd better be fine!"

Off the stage, Xian Ling'er looked at Lu Ziyu who was held by the Holy Son on the stage, worry flashing in his pretty eyes.

……

"Admit defeat. For the sake of being a fellow Taoist, Pindao will spare your life."

The three heads of the Holy Son's lotus body spoke at the same time, but the frequency of their voices was exactly the same.

Hear this sound.

Lu Ziyu took a deep breath and looked at the condescending Holy Son seriously:
"Originally, this trump card was reserved for the guy in the audience."

"Ok?"

Hearing his incomprehensible words, a bad feeling flashed through the Holy Son's heart.

"In that case, let's give it to you first."

Lu Ziyu sighed deeply, and the next moment, he said calmly:

"It's too late." In an instant, the whole world froze in place at his words.

This was not the first time he had used it. Lu Ziyu glanced at everyone who was frozen in time, and then at the Holy Son of Lotus who was already frozen in place.

He pulled away from his real body with difficulty, then climbed onto the arm that was frozen in time, closed his eyes, and panted heavily.

It feels so good when the whole world becomes quiet.

However, Lu Yuanzhi in the audience opened his mouth wide and looked at Lu Ziyu on the stage and the people around him who were frozen in time in shock.

Everyone still maintains the same posture as before freezing.

This……

really! The Taoist artifact he holds really has the power to control time! !

Lu Yuanzhi also knew at this time that his guess yesterday was indeed correct.

However, he would not make any noise at this time, and quickly resumed his actions before the time was frozen, looking straight at the stage with a calm expression, for fear that Lu Ziyu would find out something.

After Lu Ziyu took a few breaths, he looked at the Holy Son who was frozen in place and laughed.

The sound got louder and louder, until it was a bit crazy.

"Hahahaha!"

After finishing laughing, Lu Ziyu glanced into the distance with melancholy eyes and sighed:
"I've been walking on thin ice all my life, how can I get to the other side!"

After finishing speaking, he stopped and looked at the Holy Son seriously, without speaking, and sighed softly:
"You are also a pitiful person."

But as he said this, a green light flashed on his body, and a golden sword appeared in his hand, which was gently pressed against the throat of the Holy Son.

"untie."

The sound was very soft, but as the sound passed, the whole world regained its sound.

Lu Yuanzhi couldn't hold himself any longer at this time. He had a weird look on his face, which made Kuku laugh.

Everyone resumed their movements, but after seeing the scene on the stage, they even stood up.

"What?!!"

what happened? ?
The Holy Son looked at the golden sword at his throat with a blank look on his face.

Why... the sword was pressed against his throat, and he looked at his empty hands.

Just a moment ago, wasn't he still struggling to death in his own hands? ?
"hehe."

The corners of Lu Ziyu's mouth raised slightly, and the sword in his hand moved forward lightly.

A little golden blood flowed out from the Holy Son's throat.

"Keep the sword alive!!!"

Hongyun didn't care about the rules of the game at this time and shouted in horror.

The Holy Son's eyes were still blank.

Have you lost? ?
Then, he looked at Lu Ziyu, who had a gentle smile on his face, and his face became complicated:

"I lost."

"hehe."

After hearing what the Holy Son said, Lu Ziyu nodded and put away his sword.

"why are you laughing??"

Hai Wuyan, who was beside Lu Yuanzhi, looked at Lu Yuanzhi smiling at Nakuku, frowned at him and asked.

Lu Yuanzhi waved his hand and said with a loud voice:

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something funny."

But when he thought about Lu Ziyu's sad face just now:

"My life has been like walking on thin ice..."

He really couldn't stand it.

Brother Bo Bing, isn't this...

Hong Yun's figure had appeared on the ring at this moment. He looked at Lu Ziyu with a complicated look on his face:
"you win."

Lu Ziyu raised his eyebrows slightly:
"Yes."

After saying that, he ignored Hongyun, crossed slightly, and got off the ring.

Only the Holy Son, who was still in deathly gray color, and Hong Yun, whose back was becoming more and more stooped, were left behind.

After a while, Hongyun looked at the Holy Son and sighed softly:

"Time and fate, let's go down first."

The Holy Son nodded mechanically, staggered two steps, and walked off the stage using a secret method.

However, Hongyun himself was the only one left on the field. He looked down the field with a complicated voice:
"Lu Ziyu wins this battle."

"After half a day's rest, the decisive battle between Lu Ziyu and Lu Yuanzhi will be held in the afternoon."

After saying that, he also disappeared from the ring.

……

"Just win like this??"

“Isn’t this anticlimactic??”

"The confrontation between these two people looks fancy, but I didn't expect the final result to come out so suddenly..."

"Yeah, it felt like Lu Ziyu was cheating. He suddenly pulled away from the Holy Son's hand, and then the sword was pressed against the Holy Son's throat..."

"This is too... child's play."

"Why do you feel like you've seen this move before somewhere?"

"I feel this way too, but I can't remember it..."

"........."

Listening to the discussion of the people in the audience, Hai Wuyan glanced sharply at Lu Yuanzhi.

He also felt like he had seen this move before. It wasn't until those people in the world said it that he suddenly remembered that on this stage that day, his eldest brother also suddenly cut Chaoyue's body into several pieces like this!
Lu Yuanzhi felt Hai Wuxu's burning gaze, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly:
"Don't look at me, I don't know what's going on with him."

Of course he knew, but he didn't want to say it.

The fewer people who know about this, the better.

Because he always had a feeling that there would always be a great opportunity waiting for him in the next battle between him and Lu Ziyu.

"Oh."

Hai Wuyang nodded expressionlessly, then stood up and said:

"are you hungry?"

Lu Yuanzhi raised his eyebrows and chuckled:

"Someone will deliver food to someone later."

"Dog officer."

Hai Wuyan glanced at Lu Yuanzhi, gritted his teeth, and left angrily.

"hehe."

Lu Yuanzhi didn't care at all and sat leisurely in his seat waiting.

After a while, Zhang Shenxing came to Lu Yuanzhi fully armed and put down a basket:
"Boss, there is peace in the mountains. As long as today's competition is over, we will wait for the team to return to Xia Town and the six-door round, and then we can set off back to Beijing tomorrow."

After hearing Zhang Shenxing's report, Lu Yuanzhi's expression became dazed, and the figure of a certain beauty in his memory became clear.

"Brother Zhang, what day is it today?"

After hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, Zhang Shenxing frowned and thought:
"Xiao Ying, in a few days it will be the day of welcoming the new year."

"That's it..."

Lu Yuanzhi murmured softly.

(End of this chapter)