Chapter 11 Prediction of the Heavenly Deduction Technique
"You have so much confidence in your apprentice? You must know that Qi Feng's kid is already eighth dan." Lu Fanyi asked.
Yue Xiuzhi glanced at him, but smiled silently.
For some reason, Lu Fan suddenly remembered that when he walked the Jiuhua Sky Ladder, Yue Xiuzhi was also so confident in Pei Ming, and finally Pei Ming became the only person who completed the Jiuhua Sky Ladder.
As Lu Fan thought so, he also took out a few high-grade spirit stones and asked his apprentices to buy Pei Mingsheng.
After the referee announced the rules, Qi Feng flew up at a very fast speed. It can be seen that he worked hard on his body skills. The silver-white sword pointed directly at Pei Ming, and the sword edge had cut a few strands of hair on Pei Ming's forehead.
Yue Xiuzhi on the viewing platform was not worried, because no one would be allowed to be seriously injured in this kind of game, and the referee would stop him immediately. It was more than enough for the referee in the late King Realm to stop these two Spirit Master Realm Xiaodouding. Besides, isn't he watching here himself?
At the critical moment, Pei Ming used his sword to deflect the direction of Qi Feng's sword. Qi Feng fell forward due to inertia. In order to stand firm, he couldn't help but exert force under his feet, and two deep ravines suddenly appeared on the ring.
But at this moment, Pei Ming used Bu Yunjue to dodge behind Qi Feng. Qi Feng felt bad, and stabbed his sword back with his backhand, but Pei Ming easily avoided it.
On the viewing stage, Lu Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "What kind of movement technique did your apprentice learn? It's very extraordinary. It was only in the early stage of training, and it was as fast as a falcon
. Yue Xiuzhi is naturally happy, but he naturally won't tell Lu Fanyi the truth, this is a cultivation technique of the middle grade of heaven - unless he is stupid.
Qi Feng found that his proud movement was useless, so he had to change his strategy, turned around to avoid Pei Ming's sword, his left hand became a palm, and the golden aura was wrapped around his palm, and as he pulled out his palm, Qi Feng had no choice but to change his strategy. The movement turned into a golden palm print, attacking directly at Pei Ming.
"This is one of Fu Yuan's famous martial arts, Jin Guangyin. Qi Feng is also very talented." Lu Fanyi continued to chatter, and Yue Xiu Zhiquan regarded him as a commentator.
Pei Ming didn't dodge, and a light blue enchantment radiated from his body. When Jin Guangyin encountered this light blue enchantment, the two phases disappeared immediately.
Pei Ming's stacking world god Gang has only practiced the first level, and its power is still shallow, so after Pei Ming blocked the golden light seal, he had to step back in order to buffer the pressure.
Qi Feng saw that he couldn't make a single blow, and he fired several palms in a row. He is indeed a long-known genius, and his spiritual power is far stronger than that of people of the same rank. An ordinary eighth-stage spiritual master who fired three palms of golden light in a row would use up his spirit. Qi Feng has been fighting against Pei Ming with Jin Guangyin.
The superimposed gods around Pei Ming were clearly extinguished, appearing and dissipating, which seemed reluctant, but they could be blocked every time.
Qi Feng saw that the competition was on the trend of becoming incandescent, but the spiritual power in his body did not allow him to use the Golden Light Seal all the time, so he could only grit his teeth and use the ultimate move!
I saw him blasting a golden light seal again, and while Pei Ming resisted, he quickly retreated dozens of meters, threw the sword in his hand into the air, and suddenly turned into several sword shadows, stabbing at Pei Ming!
"This is the secret skill of the Qi family in Yaocheng, Wanjian is lost, Qi Feng is such a genius!" Lu Fanyi couldn't help but praise, "Xiuzhi, I admit that your apprentice is indeed extraordinary, if not for this Wanjian lost track, he There is still hope of victory over the ranks, but since Qi Feng has practiced the Myriad Swords and Lost Traces, he can..."
At this time, the disciples who bought the gambling game were also discussing.
The slightly chubby disciple also started talking, and he seemed to be very well informed: "This is the secret technique of the Qi family in Yaocheng, thousands of swords are lost. The practitioner can transform thousands of swords with one sword, and each sword can be said to be It is an entity, or it can be said to be a phantom, because once a sword stabs an opponent, the remaining swords will merge with that sword to give the opponent the strongest attack. And these swords run irregularly. It's basically impossible to escape."
"This Qi Feng is too powerful! Wan Jian is lost, only one or two people in each generation of the Qi family in Yaocheng can learn it, and they must have talents with more than eight meridians. Qi Feng was originally a middle-rank eight meridian, so I am not surprised that he can become a ten thousand swordsman. But the most terrifying thing about him is that he practiced it in the eighth rank! Before him, every ten thousand sword master Anyone who is lost in the sword must at least be in the spirit realm to practice!" Another disciple said.
After listening to the surrounding disciples, they couldn't help but take a deep breath: "God, this Qi Feng is too scary. According to this, isn't he invincible at the same level?"
"Yes, he is invincible at the same level!" The first disciple Certainly.
At this time, some disciples who had bought Pei Mingsheng because of the high odds of Pei Ming and hoped to make a fortune out of the unpopular, couldn't help but feel distressed: "So, doesn't that mean that Pei Ming has lost? God, then my spirit stone Isn't it a waste of time?"
A disciple mocked: "Who made you think of being petty and cheap and upset? If the upset is so popular, who would open a bet?"
The disciple who bought Pei Mingsheng said frustratedly: "I thought Pei No matter how you say it, you are a genius of the nine veins, and your chances of winning should not be small... Alas, don't fall into the trap, my heart is bleeding right now."
Yue Xiuzhi heard their words clearly, but He didn't care, but said to Lu Fanyi, "Since you don't like my apprentice so much, let's take a
bet." "What?" Lu Fanyi also looked very interested.
"If my apprentice loses, I'll give you the Qianhuacao you've always wanted. If my apprentice wins, you'll give me your Heyue robe."
Lu Fan saw that Yue Xiuzhi was so confident that he kept going. Even if he didn't give him a thousand locust grass, he was willing to gamble, and he couldn't help but feel a little flustered in his heart. But he thought about it carefully, and felt that Qi Feng was almost certain to win, which was equivalent to taking a thousand locust grass for nothing.
There is no risky benefit, he thought so, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll bet with you!"
They just finished the bet here, and Qi Feng's sword shadow over there was ready. Because of his Wanjian Lost Trace, he was only able to get started. It was said that the Wanjian Lost Trace was actually only the incarnation of Hundred Swords, but this was enough to make him invincible in the spirit master realm.
——If the evildoer Pei Ming can be removed from the spiritual master realm.
I saw that the arena was densely covered with golden sword shadows, and with a wave of Qi Feng's hand, it attacked Pei Ming like a gust of wind. Hundreds of swords attacked from hundreds of directions, and their attack trajectories were irregular, and no one knew which direction they would go in the next second. Its angle is so tricky that almost no one can avoid it.
Everyone present except Yue Xiu felt that Pei Ming had lost. Even the referee tightened his body, ready to save Pei Ming as soon as possible.
In the next second, a miracle happened.
Those hundreds of swords seemed to be completely non-existent in front of Pei Ming. Pei Ming seemed to have eyes all over his body.
No, it's not that Pei Ming seems to have eyes all over his body, but... it's that Pei Ming seems to be able to predict the future and predict where each sword will appear in the next second, and avoid it with great precision in advance. they!
"Is this Pei Ming a monster!"
The disciples on the viewing platform were shocked.
Lu Fanyi was also very shocked. He had a very bad premonition: not to mention Qian Huai Cao, his Heyue robe is probably lost.
He couldn't help looking at Yue Xiuzhi depressedly, and asked, "What exactly did you practice for your cub? You don't just look like you've emptied your family, are you secretly digging the graves of some ancient great masters? It's over!"
Yue Xiuzhi stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Lu Fanyi: "No, it's just that my eyesight is too good." Just
kidding, my apprentice's Detangling Technique and Bu Yunjue are against the sky. ok!
Anticipating the future plus the action of almost teleportation, you can say that this wave of operations is saucy or not!
Qi Feng saw that none of his swords could attack Pei Ming, so he couldn't help worrying, he increased the output of spiritual power, and made these swords attack Pei Ming faster. As long as one sword hits Pei Ming, the other swords will If it will fit with that sword, Pei Ming will lose!
It's a pity that the development of things never depends on the will of people. Qi Feng can only watch Pei Ming avoid all his attacks as if he can predict the future, and the distance with him is also getting closer.
In the end, Pei Ming was only one meter away from Qi Feng, he easily blocked the golden light seal of Qi Feng's last blow, and pressed the sword against Qi Feng's neck.
Victory is decided.
"Pei Mingsheng!" the referee announced.
Lu Fanyi couldn't help wailing: "My Heyue Robe!"
Yue Xiuzhi spread his hands to Lu Fan and said, "Stop the ink, bring it here."
"Yue Xiuzhi, you old bastard!" Lu Fanyi He could only endure the blood dripping from his heart, took out the box containing the Heyue robe from the mustard bag and handed it to Yue Xiuzhi. At the end, I couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and I didn't want to talk to Yue Xiuzhi anymore.
At this time, not only Lu Fanyi was bleeding in his heart, but those who bought Qi Fengsheng lost everything. At this time, Liu Feng went to look for the slightly fat disciple. Since high-grade spirit stones are nothing in the eyes of Yue Xiu, but ordinary disciples may have never seen them before, Liu Feng used a few high-grade spirit stones as gambling money. The odds of Bisi almost made most of the money lost by these disciples.
The remaining half was taken away by Lu Fanyi.
The other disciples couldn't help but feel even more pain when they watched Venerable Fa Tan and the followers of Qianlan Peak successively took away the spiritual stones that should belong to them.
Venerable Fatan, if you want nothing, why bother with our poor disciples!
So the viewing platform was shrouded in a miserable wind and rain.
The more you cultivate, the more you don't care about the slander and resentment of these disciples, who makes you look down on my Xiaoming?
He stood up from his seat with a smile on his face and went to find his apprentice.
When he left the viewing platform, Pei Ming also got off the arena. As soon as the little boy saw Yue Xiu, he ran over excitedly like a nesting bird, plunged into the master's arms as usual, and waited. Master praises himself.