my luck is on

Sima Wutian, who originally had the upper hand, was forced to fight or retreat, and became a dilemma.

"What exactly do you want?" Sima Wutian yelled at Lu Yang.

"Duel, there is always some tactical use."

Lu Yang continued his guerrilla warfare as if nothing had happened.

In this way, the two continued to chase me for a long time.

But under such a situation of ebb and flow, Lu Yang's aura gradually recovered, but Sima Wutian was made to feel restless.

"Did you stay in the Jing Pavilion all day, and you only learned this tricky little trick? It's really embarrassing to the master of the Jing Pavilion. As expected, the miscellaneous spirit root is a waste!"

Sima Wutian, who had nothing to do with Lu Yang, used words to provoke him, and even did not hesitate to offend Mu Kun, who had a good face.

With Lu Yang's temperament, how could he be irritated by these few words.

After adjusting his breath just now, Lu Yang has recovered some aura from the powerful consumption of becoming a bear demon, and decided to end this competition.

Lu Yang said with a smile: "Since you know that I frequently go in and out of the Jing Pavilion, you should know that Miscellaneous Spirit Roots will never be a burden to me! Take the move, Hunyuan Wujue Palm!"

Lu Yang stepped on the cathode sword and descended from the sky, hitting Sima Wutian with his palm.

Although the Hunyuan Wujue Palm is famous like thunder, but in fact, it doesn't seem to have a strong power. Sima Wutian thought that Lu Yang's Hunyuan Wujue Palm should be just like his own Boundary Destroyer Sad Yuan Mantra, which is just a weakened version of the move .

Moreover, Lu Yang's aura was running out, so he should have a chance of winning if he fought hard.

Sima Wutian folded his palms together, turned into a huge golden spear, and stepped forward to fight.

Lu Yang hit the golden spear with his palm, and the mutually repelling power of the spiritual roots erupted instantly.

Since the use of Lu Yang's chaotic aura is even more powerful than Mu Kun's, the power of the Five Jue Palms has almost doubled.

Immediately, the spiritual energy of the five spiritual roots formed a small vortex, and the golden gun was twisted into pieces in front of the vortex like paper.

The golden gun was broken, Sima Wutian's arms were bounced off, and the vortex hit Sima Wutian's chest directly.

Seeing that Sima Wutian was about to die under Lu Yang's hands, suddenly, a burst of light appeared on his chest.

Immediately, Sima Wutian disappeared into the duel arena.

"What's going on, why did the person suddenly disappear?"

"Could it be that he was directly crushed by the spirit energy?"

"It's a moving talisman! It is said that as long as it is pasted on the chest, it will automatically work when life is in danger. It can be said to be a life-saving talisman. It takes a full hundred years to become a charmer above rank!"

In the auditorium, everyone was chattering about what happened, and the truth had already been told by some knowledgeable disciples.

"That is a precious charm bestowed upon you by the leader himself after you created the Boundary Destroyer Sad Origin Curse!"

Qi Yuanhang, the Minister of Curse, looked at Tian Qiquan in surprise.

Even he doesn't have such a high-level teleportation talisman.

Although Qi Yuanhang himself is also a spell master, he is not willing to spend a hundred years of life to refine such a spell.

"My disciple thinks he is worth it. Although he lost this time, I believe that Sima Wutian will one day grow up to take my place as a disciple."

It is true that the diverting talisman is precious, but compared with Tian Qiquan himself, whether he can conceive a baby, it is insignificant.

Although Qi Yuanhang has promised Tian Qiquan that he will let Ruan Sicong go to conceive a baby regardless of whether he will come to the Golden Core Group next year, but who knows whether Qi Yuanhang will go back on his word?
Therefore, the best way is to cultivate a successor for himself. As long as there is another person like himself in the curse department who can defeat the disciples of Fatang, Tian Qiquan will be truly free.

And Sima Wutian has such potential, if there is no such a sudden variable as Lu Yang...

Lu Yang won, which also announced that this year's Foundation Establishment Group Disciple Competition will still be won by the Dharma Hall.

Although this had long been expected by everyone, it was just that the Dharma Hall took the first place and the second place at the same time, which set a precedent for the competition among pagan disciples.

A few people are very happy with this result, such as the master of the three pavilions, but the vast majority of pagans are worried about this situation.

"It's so difficult that the day of the rise of the Fatang will come early?"

This is their common aspiration.

……

It was the last day of the foundation-building group competition, and the contestants were both Fatang disciples and Lei Xiao's direct disciples, Ruan Sicong and Lu Yang.

"Little brother, senior brother, I thought you were not simple. I was surprised that you can reach this level for the first time in the competition." Ruan Sicong said with emotion.

"Senior brother, I was too lucky. I was purely lucky."

Although Lu Yang's remarks are modest, they are also part of the truth.

The opponents he met along the way had the highest cultivation level, but only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

"You're welcome, I will verify your strength personally."

Ruan Sicong made a gesture, showing no intention of giving up.

"Very good, brother, I have long wanted to see your true strength, brother."

For Lu Yang's best way, Ruan Sicong is indeed a rare opponent.

There is no hostile pressure between the two, only a contest to the fullest.

So Lu Yang made a move, using his current strongest moves.

Lu Yang, with his water cloud aura, turned into more than a dozen clones with the art of mirror flower water moon, and hit Ruan Sicong at the same time.

Ruan Sicong fought with his fists as usual, and the earth-type aura condensed on his fists, turning them into giant rock fists.

It doesn't matter whether his avatar is real or not, anyway, just smash it all up.

However, Ruan Sicong couldn't help secretly praising Lu Yang in his heart. He was more proficient in using the world changer than himself. Ruan Sicong couldn't tell the truth of the Shuiyun avatar just by using his spiritual sense.

Ruan Sicong was invincible with both fists, and defeated dozens of Lu Yang's clones all at once.

But at this moment, Ruan Sicong felt a huge pressure drop from the sky.

Ruan Sicong looked up and saw that Lu Yang's real body used the strength of the fall to perform the strongest Hunyuan Wujue Palm.

The strength of the palm is like a mountain pressing down on the top, coming towards Ruan Sicong.

Ruan Sicong was fearless, and with a rising dragon fist, he faced Lu Yang who fell from the sky head-on.

Although Lu Yang had an advantage in position, Ruan Sicong's Rising Dragon Fist wave easily broke through the vortex of Lu Yang's five palms.

With the rest of the punch, Lu Yang was blown away.

Lu Yang flew hundreds of feet away, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Although there was no serious problem, it still took a while to get up slowly, looking a little embarrassed.

"Junior brother, if this is your strongest move, then you probably won't have the chance to see my other unique skills." Ruan Sicong said to Lu Yang in a victorious manner.

"It seems that I am still a bit reluctant to defeat you, senior brother. But if senior brother is willing to give me some time to prepare, I can make this competition more interesting."

Lu Yang patted the dust off his body, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were still full of confidence.