Protect Our Patriarch Chapter 22: The clouds turn to drizzle! The battle at the pinnacle of the great genius (please vote for me)

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If it were just that, that would be fine, but that’s not it.

The key is that after Qianqiu was trampled under his feet, he was still struggling and talking trash: "Young man named Wu, please let me go quickly. I am doing this for your own good, picking up girls. , you are right to listen to me." It clanged, clanged, struggling desperately at Wu Zhixing's feet, like a dehydrated fish.

Such a scene made everyone at the scene stunned.

This wave of scenes are all people with high status in Guilong City. Even if everyone has never seen the magical treasure, they have naturally heard of it. At least, they have great admiration and admiration for the magical treasure. No matter who you are, dreaming of a magical magical treasure that can talk?

But what the **** is this thing? Is this a sword, or a gangster? In an instant, it has somewhat broken through the world's understanding of magical spiritual treasures.

Wu Xuening, who was standing at the edge of the ring and preparing to cheer for her good grandson, was also dumbfounded. After looking left and right, she took a few steps back awkwardly, as if to draw a clear line between herself and Wu Zhixing.

She kept muttering in her heart, even though what she asked her grandfather for was a talking sword, this talking sword was too cheap... Fortunately, this was not her magical treasure, otherwise Still alive?

"Shut up."

Wu Zhixing’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he was so embarrassed that he almost ran away from the ring.

He stepped on "Qianqiu"'s foot and crushed it hard, and said angrily: "If you dare to speak arrogantly again, I will kill you."

Clay figurines also have a three-part fire nature. Although Wu Zhixing's personality is relatively Buddhist, he was also provoked by Qianqiu to the point of becoming angry.

These days, "Qianqiu" kept nagging him while he was practicing, but it was still the same in public, which was really embarrassing.

"Hmph, just shut up, you will beg me for help." Under the threat of obliteration, Qianqiu finally became a little more honest, but he still refused to forgive.

"Miss Li Yao, I'm so sorry." Wu Zhixing was so embarrassed that his face was a little hot, so he simply ignored it and hurriedly apologized to Wang Li Yao, "My sword is too..."

He felt that he couldn't say the word "pervert" in front of Wang Liyao, who was like a fairy descending to earth!

"It doesn't matter." The corner of Wang Liyao's mouth twitched slightly under her veil, and she said in a clear and elegant voice, "The little prince will just turn around and train him slowly. Li Yao also thanks the little prince for giving him face and is willing to accept my challenge."

When the two faced each other in the ring, all the eyes and focus in Baiyun Tower naturally fell on them.

Among the best sets of seats.

The atmosphere suddenly became warm.

An old man with a white beard, wearing a four-clawed golden dragon robe and a purple gold crown looked at the situation on the ring and sneered: "Old ghost Tianhe, I didn't expect you to be so lucky. In Longzuo Even in the corner of the county, you can pick up a great genius."

"Haha~"

In another private room, Master Tianhe was present.

He had obviously dressed up specially today, wearing a plain white dress, and his temperament was like that of an old **** descending to earth, but when he opened his mouth, he immediately choked: "Wu Dexin, a thousand and hundreds of years have passed, and you are still the same as when you were young. Same, no virtue, no conduct, no progress at all. Longzuo County is a newly opened county, and many children of aristocratic families have dedicated their lives to it, contributing to the rise of Daqian. How come it turns into a horn when it comes to your mouth? Nook?"

"Part of the support that you, the dignified prince, enjoy every year is the tribute from the tens of millions of people in Longzuo County. Don't eat white rice while scolding the farmers."

Prince Dexin's face darkened slightly: "Is this what I mean? Which of us Daqian princes has never killed the enemy on the battlefield and protected the country? In the seven or eight thousand years since the founding of the country, we have died in How many princes are there on the battlefield?"

"Haha, it sounds like our Holy Land lineage is just eating dry food." Master Tianhe sneered, "Our Holy Land also has the responsibility of protecting the country and educating all people. Is it possible that our predecessors of the Nine Holy Land Lineages still have How many sacrifices have been made?"

Prince Dexin and Zhenren Tianhe respectively represented the royal family and the holy land lineage when they were young.

If the geniuses of these two lines like each other, they will naturally become brothers, sisters or friends. But if they don't see eye to eye, all kinds of resentment will naturally arise.

There is no doubt that these two people did not deal with each other when they were young, or they had conflicts that were difficult to reconcile.

"Brother Tianhe, today is the decisive battle between Yao'er and Wu Zhixing. Let's focus on the decisive battle and stop arguing."

In the same private room as Tianhe, there is another old man in brocade robes with outstanding appearance and extraordinary power. Seeing that the two of them were about to start fighting again, he couldn't help but speak out to mediate.

"Okay, then let's give Duke Ding some face." Master Tianhe said cheerfully.

This old man in brocade robes is surprisingly the ancestor of the third-rank family Daqian Wang, Dingguo Gong.

The title of Duke Dingguo was conferred on the Wang family by the first emperor at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is an extremely glorious title.

The title of a duke is higher than that of a prince, and the annual support is the same as that of a prince. Moreover, even if he does not perform meritorious service on the battlefield, he can still be hereditary. However, the Wang family of Daqian only received one dukedom, so if there are multiple magical realms existing at the same time, only one person can inherit the dukedom.

But now, the Daqian Wang family only has one ancestor in the magical realm, so he naturally inherits the position of Duke Ding. The next generation of Duke Dingguo is very likely to fall into the hands of this generation's magical seed - Wang Zhouhui.

In another private room, a man who looked like a middle-aged man and also had a royal demeanor also advised: "Ancestor Dexin, don't be angry, we are still here to cheer up the child Zhixing today. ."

This middle-aged man with a noble aura from the royal family is also one of the princes of the royal family, named Prince Yong'an. He and Prince Dexin belong to the same lineage, and both belong to the lineage passed down from generation to generation by His Majesty's eldest son.

The lineage of Prince Dexin is also the most powerful among the many descendants of the royal family. There are two princes and eighteen county princes in the same lineage! Moreover, among the young people of this generation, there are even more outstanding people such as Prince Kang and Princess Xuening.

Wu Zhixing was not originally from this lineage, but he was adopted into the name of Prince Fujun from this lineage. Therefore, among this young generation, there are now three great talents.

As a father, King Fujun naturally came to encourage the "cheap son" this time.

However, in the presence of two princes and ancestors of the same generation, as a young man who is only over 300 years old, he naturally has no right to speak. In fact, he didn't even have a seat at all, so he could only stand with his hands down, looking at his eyes, nose, nose and mind.

When the elders were quarreling, he couldn't interrupt at will, he could only listen honestly.

"Zhixing's sword is called 'Qianqiu'. Although he is famous for being a talkative among the major magical treasures, he still has some strength." After being persuaded, Prince Dexin was too lazy to He quarreled with Master Tianhe again, but spoke to Prince Yong'an, "Also, this boy is not old, but he is very calm and down-to-earth. Yong'an, you should worry more about him on weekdays and train him well."

"Yes, ancestor." Prince Yong'an said with a smile, "That child is very patient and willing to practice. He is now at the fifth level of the Heavenly Realm. If he works harder, he will probably be able to break through to the fifth level before he is a hundred years old. Later stage of Heavenly Being." There was also a hint of relief in his eyes, and he was obviously very satisfied with Wu Zhixing.

"Not bad, not bad. This is more useful than what you used to do." Prince Dexin was greatly relieved and said with a smile, "When he grows up, he will be the best help for Chengsi, and he can also help Chengsi stay stable." Live on the throne."

Wu Chengsi is one of the current quasi-emperors.

In the eyes of the royal family members of Dexin's lineage, Prince Wu Chengsi of Kang County is almost the confirmed son of the emperor. When he ascends to the throne in the future, Dexin's lineage will inevitably become even more powerful.

In their view, His Majesty ordered Wu Zhixing to adopt the name of Prince Fu, who was from the Dexin lineage, in order to prepare to add a powerful assistant to the future emperor.

However, as soon as Dexin said this, Tianhe over there stopped drying again. He sneered and said: "Dexin, the battle between the emperor and his son has not ended yet. Are you so sure that Prince Kang can win?"

"Tianhe, do you still think that Wu Mingyuan can compete with Chengsi for the emperor's son?" Prince Dexin couldn't help but replied, "Humph, he can enjoy the qualification of quasi-emperor" , it’s just because His Majesty is unwilling to violate the late emperor’s edict. Wu Mingyuan, in terms of virtue and ability, cannot be compared with Cheng Si in any aspect, and is destined to be nothing more than a person who accompanies the exam."

Kang Jun Wang is a descendant of Prince Dexin, so he and Prince Yong'an are naturally the most steadfast supporters of Kang Jun Wang.

"Hey~ since when did you, Dexin, have the ability to discern the secrets of heaven? How about you help me, the dean, do the math, who will win in this battle, my Li Yao or your Zhi Xing?" Tianhe The real person continues to output firepower,

Obviously, he and Prince Dexin had a very big relationship when they were young, and they still can't let it go even after so many years.

However, these two are older seniors in the realm of magical powers. Except for a few peers, plus Emperor Longchang and the Lord of the Holy Land, no one knows what they are doing.

In the private room next door, Prince Heng was eavesdropping with his ears pricked up.

No matter which one of the four current masters in the magical realm, he cannot afford to offend. If you want to know these anecdotes and gossip, you can only eavesdrop.

"Tianhe, you don't think your Li Yao can win, do you?" Prince Dexin was stunned and doubtful, "If Zhixing loses Qianqiu, this battle will suffer somewhat. But now both of them have My Zhixing has taken a lot of advantage in terms of his age as a magical treasure. How can your disciple have any chance of winning?"

"Okay, let's make a bet." Master Tianhe suddenly became excited, "Each of us bets that our children will win. Hmm... don't bet too big, just twenty high-grade spiritual stones. ”

Twenty high-grade spiritual stones? Don't bet too much?

When Prince Heng next door heard this, his eyes turned green.

These big guys in the magical realm are rich. You know, ordinary spiritual stones are worth about one hundred dry gold, while middle-grade spiritual stones are very rare to begin with, and often increase in value a hundred times, reaching tens of thousands of dry gold.

There are just some powerful formations that cannot be driven by ordinary spirit stones. Therefore, although middle-grade spirit stones are expensive, there is still a large market. For example, the defensive formation he asked the formation master to set up in the arena was driven by ten middle-grade spiritual stones.

As for high-grade spiritual stones, they are extremely rare in the entire Daqian Kingdom. They are a necessity for powerful families, schools, government offices, and royal residences to deploy top-level mountain-protecting formations.

If converted into dry gold, it would even cost millions of dry gold. This item is almost considered a strategic material in Daqian Country, and it is rarely spread to the outside world.

This shows how big a gamble Master Tianhe made this time.

However, doesn’t it mean that Tianhe Zhenren has gone bankrupt? Where did he get the top-grade spiritual stone?

Prince Heng was suspicious, but on the other side, Prince Dexin's expression suddenly became serious.

Even if one is as powerful as the Prince's family, twenty high-grade spiritual stones are an astronomical sum of money. If they are replenished, they can almost train a genius from the Qi Refining Realm to the Purple Mansion Realm.

However, this solemnity only lasted for a few breaths, and Prince Dexin made a decision: "Old ghost Tianhe, since you want to give money to me, how can I not allow it? Twenty on Spirit, I agree."

At the same time, his voice reached the ears of Wu Zhixing on the ring through the isolation formation: "Zhixing, use all your skills. In this battle, you can win but not lose. Wang Liyao is in the battle between the emperor and his son. He came to Beijing at this juncture to gain fame, and I’m afraid there may be some other purpose behind it, so I have to be on guard.”

Wang Li Yao also received rumors from Master Tianhe: "Yao'er, I borrowed twenty high-grade spiritual stones from my master to gamble with old ghost Dexin, just to win some coffins. This battle , you have to earn back all the face for my teacher."

There were two elders transmitting the message from behind. The two great geniuses, who were still somewhat harmonious at first, suddenly became solemn and sharp in their eyes.

"Miss Li Yao, please~"

Wu Zhixing released his foot on "Qianqiu" and raised his hand to attract it into his hand. Then with a flick of his wrist, he danced a sword flower and made a starting move like a dragon fighting a rabbit.

Obviously, the swordsmanship he has been practicing hard is the signature swordsmanship passed down by the royal family - "Canglong Swordsmanship".

"Please, the little prince."

Wang Li Yao unsheathed the "Xian Ge", gently grasped the hilt of the sword with her slender hand, and flicked the sword with one finger, pulling out a faint trace of water. This was the starting position of "Tian Yi Zhen Water Sword Technique".

The real person Tianhe is nicknamed "Tianhe" because the divine power of heaven he has comprehended is "Tianhe", and he himself was born in the Tianyi Zhenshui lineage, one of the nine lines of the Holy Land, and his major skills are top-notch skills. "Tian Yi Zhen Shui", this is the true method inherited, and when you practice it to great perfection, you can directly lead to the realm of supernatural powers.

Then.

The two men's eyes met and they took action at the same time.

I saw the two of them coming out with their swords like a blue dragon flying in the air, with fierce energy and swiftness like the wind.

The other one's sword is as soft as water, like an antelope hanging its horns, with hidden murderous intent. It is a sign of superb swordsmanship and profound sword intent.

"Dang, Dang, Dang!"

The spiritual light of the two magical and spiritual treasure-level swords flowed, and they collided and exchanged with each other from time to time. From time to time, the sword light and sword energy flashed across the entire scene.

Even the arena paved with obsidian iron was cut into ravines by the Zongheng sword energy.

The defensive formations on the arena were fully activated, struggling to resist the stray bullet-like sword energy, causing ripples to form.

As great geniuses in the Heavenly Realm, both of them have now awakened the fifth level of blood. They have the [Tao Body] that ordinary geniuses only have in the Purple Mansion Realm, and each move has some faint power. The meaning of heaven.

Moreover, the swords they use are all magical and spiritual treasure-level swords, which have a very large bonus to the power of their respective swordsmanship. The power is naturally extraordinary, and a casual sword can inspire astonishing sword intent.

"Jie Jie Jie~~~!" Qianqiu, who had endured it for a long time, finally took the opportunity to start spewing trash talk, "It's so cool, it's so cool. The little girl opposite, why don't you surrender quickly and become my home?" One of the master's harem of millions."

In such a fierce battle, he didn't believe that Wu Zhixing dared to kill his weapon spirit.

As expected, although Wu Zhixing was so angry that he gritted his teeth, there was nothing he could do. Ancestor Dexin said that this battle must be won but not defeated. He had to be shameless and turn a deaf ear.

But Wang Liyao's heart was as calm as water, as if she was not affected by the trash talk at all.

But "Xian Ge" was angry.

She couldn't help but yell: "You disgusting and dirty old pervert, and that sanctimonious hypocrite Wu Zhixing, who is worthy of his sword, I will eradicate you filthy filth on behalf of the moon!"

Obviously, Xian Ge’s voice sounds like that of a little girl, but the birth of any weapon spirit takes a long time to accumulate. How can she really be a childish little girl?

As a result, while Wu Zhixing and Wang Liyao were engaged in a fierce battle, their respective weapon spirits also began to quarrel, talking trash to each other.

Such a scene opened the eyes of the melon-eaters.

The battle between the great geniuses is very rare, but the battle between the young geniuses each possessing magical treasures may be rare in thousands of years. The master's fight was wonderful, and the scolding between the weapons and spirits was equally wonderful.

"Little girl Xiange, if you kiss me obediently, I will give you three points."

"You are a useless old dog like you who only knows how to talk. Even if I die, you will never stand up."

"Little girl, you are really stubborn. The fate of you and your master is to become my master's subordinate."

“Your master is such a useless dog that even the soles of my lady’s feet would be dirty if she knelt down.”

As the words of the two sword spirits became more and more outrageous, Wang Liyao and Wu Zhixing began to feel unstable. It was not because of the trash talk of the other sword spirit, but entirely because of the **** spoken by their own weapon spirit. , it’s really too shameful~

Both of them felt ashamed.

Among them, Wang Liyao was the most surprised.

Her weapon spirit "Xian Ge" used to behave like an innocent and simple girl in front of her, with a sweet and cute flavor when speaking.

Who would have thought that when she and Qianqiu talked trash together, not only would they have the same aura, but they even seemed to be even more hooligan than Qianqiu, and their words would fill the screen with blocked words.

Xiange... what kind of swordsmanship did she experience in the past?

Wu Zhixing was also shocked.

How on earth did this old thing like Qianqiu survive until now without being obliterated?

"Shut up, everyone! Otherwise we'll kill you all~"

Wang Liyao and Wu Zhixing roared almost at the same time.

Obviously, these two guys talked so much trash that their master couldn't stand it anymore.

Hearing this, the two quarreling weapon spirits just recovered from their hearty trash talk, and then shut their mouths knowingly.

Hey~ the little master is still too young and too thin-skinned.

After hundreds or thousands of years, they will know how important it is to have a weapon spirit that can talk trash~ After all, trash talking is also part of the overall strength~

The two swords sighed in their hearts at the same time.

Without the interference of the Sword Spirit's trash talk, Wang Liyao and Wu Zhixing finally had the opportunity to fight quietly, and each showed a wonderful fight.

Upstairs and downstairs, all kinds of loud cheers could be heard.

However, after a long battle, Wu Zhixing felt the pressure from Dexin's ancestors.

"Miss Li Yao is worthy of being the true successor of Tianhe. She has such an artistic conception of sword art at such a young age, which is truly remarkable." His expression straightened up and suddenly became serious, "Miss Li Yao, be careful. Next, I'm going to Let’s get serious.”

When he finished speaking, he suddenly shook Wang Li Yao away with his sword. Then he swayed, and the wind blew under his feet, and he distanced himself from Wang Li Yao with lightning speed.

At the same time, his momentum also changed suddenly.

Along with a long dragon roar, a huge dragon-shaped shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

It was a huge dragon shadow, more slender than the Canglong. Its body was covered with faintly visible cyan scales. Its huge multicolored wings spread out, exuding majestic and vast dragon power.

This phantom is clearly Wu Zhixing's bloodline form - Yinglong.

As we all know, Yinglong is one of the ancient mythical beasts. It was born to belong to the sky and could control the long winds between heaven and earth. It was an extremely powerful beast.

At this moment, even if it is just a shadow of the Dharma, the huge and illusory dragon body exudes unparalleled power, noble and sacred.

With the appearance of the phantom of the law, majestic profound energy also burst out from Wu Zhixing's body, sweeping across the entire arena in an instant.

Wisps of rays of light bloomed from the majestic profound energy.

That is actually magical power!

Even if the glow only occupies a part of the mysterious energy, most of the rest is still mysterious energy, but the power of supernatural power is the power of supernatural power. This means that Wu Zhixing's understanding of the law has reached an extremely deep level, and he is about to Condensate your own magical powers.

Although a monk can begin to have a deeper understanding of the laws and try to understand magical powers after his bloodline power reaches the spiritual body, the understanding of magical powers itself is a very difficult process and requires a lot of time. Under normal circumstances, only after reaching the Purple Mansion realm can a monk's understanding of the law reach a deep enough level to possess his own magical powers.

But as a great genius, with the help of the Taoist body, there is a certain probability that he can realize his own magical powers in the realm of gods and humans, but it is still quite difficult.

No one expected that Wu Zhixing, who had rarely made any public moves, would have quietly stepped into the threshold of minor magical powers and mastered the power of magical powers.

"This is the little magical power I have discovered - 'Tiangang'. Although it is only a prototype, it is also the result of my painstaking understanding. Miss Li Yao, take it~"

When he said this, cold sweat broke out on Wu Zhixing's forehead. It was obvious that controlling the power of supernatural powers was quite difficult for him now.

However, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, obviously very confident in his little magical power called "Tiangang".

As he finished speaking, the spiritual sword "Qianqiu" in his hand swung in the air.

The green glow suddenly surged out.

In an instant, strong winds blew up on the arena, a huge tornado swept across the entire arena, and the arena made of obsidian iron suddenly trembled.

And Wang Liyao's floating delicate body was like a small boat in the strong wind, as if it would be torn apart at any time.

In an instant, the expressions of all the spectators became solemn.

In the private seats, several powerful figures in the magical power realm who had been talking before closed their mouths. In the scattered seats below, many guests stood up nervously.

Many people who support Li Yao have their hearts clenched unconsciously.

This is magical power, can Miss Li Yao resist it?

What they didn't notice was that Wang Liyao's momentum also changed amidst this crazy tornado.

I saw her standing proudly in the strong wind, her eyes turned into a pool of ice water, and she said softly: "The little prince's Dharma and magical powers are very powerful. Then, let's ask the little prince to taste what Li Yao has understood. Little magic power~"

As she spoke, she opened her red lips and slowly read out a name.

"The first form of the 'Suspended Water Magical Power', [Overcast turns to light rain]."

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