The pinnacle of the equipment for fighting the sky

Chapter 7 Gongsun Xian, Huangjie's peak fighting skills: Spirit Snake Fist!

This storyteller's verbal skill was not as good as his Dou Qi Stage [-] realm. In just ten minutes, a human wall was formed around him.

A chunky figure squeezed in from the crowd, came to the storyteller, and punched him hard.

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Yunyan Pavilion.

Yun Yun stood in the small courtyard, and Jiang Wusuo stood behind him with a serious attitude.

"From now on, you are no longer Jiang Wusuo, Jiang Wusuo is already dead." Yun Yun's tone was flat, and her expression never flickered.

Jiang Wushuo understood Yun Yun's meaning in an instant, and replied, "Disciple understands!"

"From now on, you will be Wushuo. You joined my Misty Cloud Sect a month ago, and I accepted you as a direct disciple." Yun Yun continued, taking out a skin-colored object from the ring. "This is the ever-changing face, and it is impossible for the great masters to spy on it, so you should wear it first."

Jiang Wushuo took over the ever-changing face, and the useless voice resounded in his mind.

"System prompt: Found a third-order disguise-like artifact, do you want to equip it or disassemble it?"

[Equipment] Tier [-] Disguise Artifact

Name: Face of Variety

Function: The appearance is ever-changing, and it is impossible to spy on it under the great master

Founder: unknown
"Equipment!" Jiang Wushuo replied without hesitation, and then put the ever-changing mask on his face, the cool and smooth feeling from the skin surface lifted Jiang Wushuo's spirit.

At this time, the outline of Jiang Wushuo's face has changed, and the face that was still a little immature has completely disappeared at this moment, revealing a bit of fortitude.

Stretching out his hand to touch, Jiang Wushuo was amazed at the real touch from his fingertips.

Yun Yun turned around, looked at Jiang Wusuo who had changed his appearance, and said: "Everything is arranged, let's go to the outer door!"

"Disciple resigns!" Jiang Wusuo bowed respectfully and walked out of Yunyan Pavilion unhurriedly.

It stands to reason that Yun Yun protected him for five years, and more than half of his kindness was repaid. Last time he killed five outer disciples, he should have been executed, but he survived, and Yun Yun let him survive.

Jiang Wusuo didn't know why Yun Yun kept him, his cultivation aptitude was extremely poor, and he seemed to have no strengths other than better comprehension.

Just such a him, but Yun Yun rejected all opinions and kept him, not only keeping him, but also accepting him as a personal disciple.

Yun Yun might have her own ideas, but Jiang Wusuo couldn't know, and neither could the senior management of the Misty Cloud Sect.

The outer door test ended yesterday, and today is the day for the outer door competition.

If it wasn't for the completion of side missions, Jiang Wusuo would never have come to the outer sect to compete. It would be better to practice in Yunyan Pavilion with peace of mind.

There are twenty venues in the competition arena, each of which is surrounded by a circle of disciples from the outer sect, and there are cheers or shouts from time to time.

Most of the outer disciples came here not to compete, but to be spectators.

Outer sect disciples already lacked cultivation resources, if they were injured during the competition, they would have to spend money to heal their injuries, which would inevitably outweigh the gains.

Ge Ye, the deacon of the outer sect, is one of the ten people in charge of the outer sect disciple competition this time.

Jiang Wusuo had dealt with Ge Ye before. When he saw Ge Ye, he walked over and took out the identity jade pendant at the same time.

Jiang Wushuo's jumping in line caused the outer disciples who planned to sign up for the competition to complain for a while. Ge Ye saw the identity jade pendant in Jiang Wushuo's hand, and the trace of displeasure in his eyes was well hidden.

Suppressing the noise of the disciples behind Jiang Wushuo, Ge Ye took up a pen and wrote the word "Wushuo" on the competition list.

Ge Ye raised his head, his expression calm, and said: "Ring No. [-], you can go!"

"Thank you, Deacon Ge." Jiang Wusuo thanked, put away his identity jade pendant, and went to the third ring. Ge Ye looked at Jiang Wusuo's back, always feeling a little familiar.

The rules of the ring competition are very simple, one person is the master, and if the master is defeated, he becomes the new master. Until no one challenges the master of this ring, the masters of the [-]th round will have a showdown.

At this time, in the third ring, one person was kicked off the ring, and the person standing on the ring became the new ring master under the announcement of the referee.

This champion Jiang Wushuo knew him, he almost crippled this person's arm a month ago.

Seeing the elation on Liu Yuan's face, Jiang Wushuo stepped onto the ring slowly, with a smile on his face, and his expression was harmless to humans and animals.

Jiang Wusuo could see Liu Yuan's cultivation at a glance, but he didn't expect that Liu Yuan had been promoted to the fourth stage of fighting spirit after a month's absence.

But it just so happens that the fourth stage of fighting spirit belongs to the intermediate stage, and you can get 2 experience points if you defeat it.

"Who is this person? Why haven't I seen it before."

"There are nearly [-] disciples in the outer sect. It's quite normal that you haven't seen them. This Liu Yuan is at the fourth stage of fighting spirit. I don't know how this person's cultivation is."

"Presumably it won't be lower than the fourth stage of fighting spirit, otherwise I won't be on stage to challenge."

Discussions rang out under the arena. These disciples were all here to watch the fun, and it was hard to say whether they supported anyone or not.

After handing over the identity jade pendant to the referee for registration, Jiang Wusuo walked to the center of the ring, and he looked at Liu Yuan with some pity.

Liu Yuan couldn't help being taken aback, the look in Jiang Wusuo's eyes made him very unhappy, almost instantly, the anger showed on his face.

"This competition! The official start!"

As the referee's voice fell, Liu Yuan immediately made a move with sharp moves.

It's just that no matter how fierce Liu Yuan's moves are, in the eyes of Jiang Wushuo today, there is no threat. Liu Yuan's moves are like a child's play to him.

The move is gorgeous, and it is good to watch, but in terms of power, it is no different from scratching an itch.

Liu Yuan's moves seemed to be in slow motion, and in an instant, all the flaws in Liu Yuan's moves were revealed in his eyes.

Liu Yuan's fists were surrounded by cyan grudge, and Jiang Wusuo also punched out, defeating his opponent in the most direct and simplest way.

"Boom...!" There was a muffled sound in the air, and the two figures separated. Jiang Wushuo was filled with reddish fighting spirit, but he didn't take half a step back.

On the other hand, Liu Yuan flew upside down, his right hand drooped weakly, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and he fell heavily under the ring.

"Five levels of fighting spirit?" Liu Yuan clutched his chest, his face was as pale as paper, and there was a strong look of unwillingness in his eyes.

Jiang Wusuo also looked at Liu Yuan at this time, and then smiled slightly, such a smile seemed to be mocking Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan struggled and stood up from the ground, but walked out of the crowd without looking back.

"In this competition, Wushuo wins! Become the new champion!" The referee announced loudly.

With just one move, Liu Yuan, who was at the fourth stage of fighting spirit, was knocked out of the ring, and Jiang Wushuo's cultivation must be at the fifth stage of fighting spirit.

Only after the announcement was made, a burly figure jumped onto the ring and said bluntly: "My name is Ju Dagang, and I am at the fifth stage of fighting spirit. Let me meet you!"

This outer disciple was tall and burly, with a dark complexion, and looked like an honest man.

Jiang Wushuo smiled shamelessly when he heard his name.

As a reborn person, Jiang Wusuo is easy to misunderstand. There is no one with the surname Ju in this Dou Qi Continent.

Not much to say, the referee announced the start of the competition, Ju Dagang came up with the hammer, Jiang Wushuo had no weapon in his hand at this time, so he could only meet with his palms.

It is definitely not possible to make a hard connection, after all, no one knows how strong Ju Dagang is.

I saw Jiang Wushuo's palm sticking to the side of the hammer, and the path of the hammer also changed at the same time, but after a slight delay, the hammer swept towards him.

Jiang Wushuo was slightly startled by the huge force coming from his palm. Although Ju Dagang's cultivation was only at the fifth stage of fighting spirit, his strength probably reached more than 600 catties.

Generally, for a person with the fifth stage of fighting spirit, it would be terrible if the strength reaches 600 jin, but Ju Dagang has a strength of more than [-] jin, which makes Jiang Wusuo not dare to underestimate it.

A few hammers came, Jiang Wushuo dodged cleverly, the hammer fell on the ring, and the sound of golden cries resounded.

The entire arena was forged with black iron, so hard that even a nine-star fighter could not shake it at all. Naturally, Ju Dagang's few hammers did not cause any damage to the arena.

"Feng Duanzhi!" Jiang Wusuo yelled, stretched out his right index finger, and bent the other four fingers, all the reddish grudge gathered on his index finger.

But seeing Jiang Wushuo jumping up and stepping on the hammer, the hammer suddenly sank a little bit, and at the same time there was a muffled sound.

Ju Dagang sank his hand, his eyes were already serious, then he let out a loud shout and suddenly raised the hammer.

But at this time, Jiang Wushuo's feet had already left the iron hammer, and he floated behind Ju Dagang.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Jiang Wushuo pointed his backhand, and it was already on Ju Dagang's waist. With a slight force, Ju Dagang's waist hurt, and the next moment he lay down on the ring.

After a few breaths, Ju Da stood up just now, bowed to Jiang Wusuo, and said, "Thank you for your mercy!"

"Accept!" Jiang Wusuo raised Ju Dagang's bent body.

"In this competition, Wushuo wins! Two consecutive victories have been achieved!"

As the referee's voice fell, there were cheers from the ring.

After two competitions, he gained 4 experience points. From this point of view, he is not far from the ninth stage of fighting spirit.

After waiting for a while, a young man with a handsome face and holding a landscape painting folding fan jumped onto the stage.

"Please!" Brother Young Master said with an empty hand.

Jiang Wusuo didn't know this young master, since the other party gave him face so much, Jiang Wusuo naturally couldn't be inferior, and said, "Please!"

With Jiang Wushuo's empty hand, there was already a smell of gunpowder in the arena.

"It turned out to be Gongsun Xian. It seems that this kid's two-year victory is about to come to an end."

"This junior brother's conclusion is too early, maybe that Wu Shuo can win?"

"It's probably impossible. Gongsun Xian was born in a famous family. He has already practiced several yellow-level fighting skills, and he is still at the sixth stage of fighting spirit. I think this Wushuo is a bit suspicious."

Both Jiang Wushuo and Gongsun Xian didn't care about the discussions under the ring, and they had already started to fight at this moment.

The fighting spirit of the two colors intersects and entangles each other, it seems that there is no distinction between superiority and superiority, and no one can do anything to the other.

When Gongsun Xian fought against Jiang Wusuo, he knew the strength Jiang Wusuo revealed, and he didn't dare to underestimate Jiang Wusuo.

Gongsun Xian used his hand-fighting skills, Huang Jie's Peak Spirit Snake Fist was displayed brazenly, his arm seemed to become soft and boneless, and it was as flexible and graceful as a snake's body. It was attached to Jiang Wushuo's arm, his palm and fingers tightly Sticking together, it seems that an attack may be launched at any time.

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