Asking about longevity

Wu Ming was stunned with a hot face and his head buzzing.

"Is this...fireball?"

"It's so far away, how did you hit me in an instant?"

He couldn't figure it out. What he saw in front of him was just a ray of fire, just an uncondensed and blurred fireball.

The next moment, the fireball was already blowing on his face?

What the hell is this speed?

And, can this be fireball?

This force and this stamina are too "shocking", right? Like a "cannonball", it makes people's scalp numb.

There are disciples who protect the body of the Taoist jade and the sword will not directly bear the harm.

But the remaining burning and pain, as well as the impact, can still be felt.

This fireball was very tricky and caught off guard.

Wu Ming was bombarded this time and almost fell down. He staggered a few steps before he could barely stand still. After shaking his head for a long time, he came back to his senses from the shock of the fireball technique.

Then Wu Ming's eyelids hopped suddenly and he shouted in his heart:

"not good!"

He immediately raised his head and saw a clear sword light as the moon as water, condensed.

Linghu Xiao, who was suppressed and beaten for the whole game, was already angry and it was impossible for him to let Wu Ming go.

He cooperated with Mo Hua and took advantage of the opportunity when Mo Hua fought for fireball techniques that he had already begun to accumulate energy.

When Wu Ming came to his senses, his sword energy had already been accumulated.

Linghu Xiao's eyes were cold, and he looked at Wu Ming, as if he was looking at a dead person. Qing shouted, waved his sword and slashed out a light of more than meter long to the Xu sword.

This sword light is extremely sharp.

Wu Ming was not stupid and wanted to run away immediately.

The effect of the iron-clothed talisman is still there, which can reduce the power of the sword energy, but he doesn't want to bear the sword of Linghu Xiao.

The sword genius who is rare in five hundred years, the sword light that he slashes out with all his strength is really not a joke.

As long as you avoid this sword light, Linghu Xiao will exhaust his spiritual power and become a lamb to be slaughtered.

The other few people were just fish on the chopping board.

The boy who used fireball to sneak attack him can settle the score with him.

Wu Ming turned around, lit the ground under his feet, and his body was like fire, and he wanted to escape.

But at this moment, the whistling sound broke through the sky.

A fireball drew a straight red light, and even before the sound of breaking through the air, it hit Wu Ming's back.

"Damn, what..."

Wu Ming was furious, but when his body was banged, he couldn't stop his imbalance and fell to the ground.

The surging sword energy of Chongxu came in an instant and slashed hard on him.

On Wu Ming's body, the blue light from the void floated up, resisting the power of the Chongxu sword energy, but at the same time, the light of the Taoist jade on his forehead was rapidly fading.

Finally, the light disappeared, and the jade shattered.

Wu Ming's face turned pale, but he was powerless.

With the flash of light in the void, his figure completely disappeared and was reported to the sword contest venue.

Wu Ming was defeated.

Linghu Xiao held the sword in one hand and gasped.

Although he is a genius of swordsmanship and his sword energy is very powerful, this kind of "strong" is just a strong practice.

The actual combat is ever-changing, and the situation is completely different.

Only then did he realize that the young senior brother had told him before that a powerful monk not only had strong combat power, but also had strong practical combat capabilities.

The younger brother also said a strange noun:

Actual conversion rate.

With strong strength and high actual combat conversion rate, this is a truly powerful monk.

If Kong has advanced cultivation and mastery swordsmanship, but lacks practical experience and cannot withstand pressure, and is helpless once he is targeted, he will only be a weak person who is "talking about war on paper".

No matter how strong the combat power is, it is equivalent to being useless in the future.

Through the sword competition, use competitions instead of training, confront geniuses, deal with various situations, improve practical experience, improve the actual transformation of sword techniques, give full play to the power of the Chongxu Sword Technique, and become a truly powerful sword in the future build.

This is also the expectations and plans of the younger brother for himself.

Linghu laughed and calmed down his good mood, silently summed up his gains and losses, then raised his sword and pointed at the other four monks in the Spirit Talisman Sect.

His spiritual power has almost been exhausted, but now, they are five against four, and the outcome is decided.

When Wu Ming was defeated, Linghu Xiao made a move to join other battle situations. Even if he had little spiritual power left, the battle situation was one-sided in an instant.

After adding a few more fireballs to the ink painting, the dust will be settled in this game of sword competition.

Taixu Gate wins.

Above Fang Tian’s shadow, the figures of Mo Hua and the others gradually disappeared.

The audience in the outfield was also quiet for a while, and then there were chaotic discussions, and they rang out:

"Linghu Xiao is still strong..."

"Taixu Gate narrowly won the game..."

"That ink painting is indeed a bit of something. He uses his fireball technique like... okay?"

"Well, it's not bad," someone nodded, "The situation is stalemate. His fireball technique has broken the deadlock and saved his teammates from the fire."

Some people also disagree: "Is there a possibility that his teammates are in the midst of fire and fire?"

"Come on anybody, five against five, you'll win long ago. How could you still have to be so tedious?"

"Besides, just fireball skills, isn't it enough to have hands?"

"Who can't use fireball techniques if anyone who has a spiritual root is ignited?"

"Which genius have you met who relies on fireball techniques to make a living at the sword contest? I'm really not afraid of being laughed at..."

"But his fireball technique seems a little different... a little weird..." someone murmured.

After hearing this, many careful monks also looked thoughtful.

Fang Tian's shadow painting is just a "projection" of a picture. Even if it is clear, it is always distorted.

The audience outside still has a global perspective.

Under the distortion of the painting, they can see Mo Hua performing the fireball technique, but it is difficult to see the foundation of the fireball with the naked eye.

They can only vaguely perceive that there is a little disobedience in this fireball technique.

However, most monks still don't think so.

Especially before, those who had always been prejudiced against Mo Hua and even harbored some malice said disdainfully:

"What's the difference between fireball magic? You're saying it as if everyone can do it..."

"It's just a fireball magic. Even if you play it with fancy tricks, what's the big deal? Isn't it still a fireball magic?"

"Those idiots from Lingfu Sect are all flower stands in my opinion. It's ridiculous that they fell into the hands of this fireball magic..."

"Isn't it just a fireball magic? I can do it..."

In the crowd, Gu Changhuai was dismissive of these remarks.

He just stared at Fang Tianhuaying, thinking of Mo Hua's fireball magic just now...

And at the beginning, in the thatched house outside Qingzhou City, those dozen human traffickers who were killed by fireball magic and then burned and "destroyed the body" couldn't help but frown, sighing helplessly:

"This kid is really good at hiding..."

With the end of the sword debate with Lingfu Sect.

The discussion about Mo Hua also stopped temporarily.

Mo Hua cannot be said to be useless.

He is useful, but only in one way.

Probably, it is the use of one or two "fireballs".

The impression of Mo Hua changed from a useless "prince" of Taixu Sect who could only drag his team down to...

"a formation master who can use fireballs".

...

Outside the Dao Mountain.

Mo Hua and Linghu Xiao packed up and prepared to return to the sect, but they ran into several people from Lingfu Sect after just a few steps.

The first person in front was still Wu Ming.

He looked aggrieved, and in his aggrieved expression, he was angry. His spiritual armor glowed red, and he looked like a defeated "rooster".

Wu Ming stared at everyone, especially Mo Hua in the crowd.

His previous hatred was still on Linghu Xiao.

But now, because he was "hit in the face" by the fireball and was ridiculed, his hatred was successfully transferred.

"Mo Hua..." He kept repeating Mo Hua's name, and he was somewhat angry and gnashed his teeth:

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have lost if you attacked me with the fireball technique."

"If it weren't for you, Linghu Xiao would have been defeated by me..."

"I'll remember you, just wait for me..."

After saying those harsh words, he left.

Mo Hua frowned, a little confused, and looked at Linghu Xiao, wondering:

"Even if I used the fireball technique to blow up his face, it was your swordsmanship that defeated him in the end. You were the one who defeated him, why did he hold a grudge against me?"

Linghu Xiao was a little embarrassed to answer, and fell silent.

"Maybe... I would rather die under the sword of a strong man than be humiliated by the fireball technique?" Situ Jiandao said.

After all, if Tianjiao lost to the sword genius Chongxu Jiejian Zhenjue in the sword contest, even if he lost, there would be a sense of tragic and heroic defeat.

But if Tianjiao lost to the fireball technique in the sword contest...then after thinking about it, it would only be "ridiculous".

"Not really..." Mo Hua frowned, "There are thousands of Taoist methods, each with its own strengths and weaknesses, and the key to their application lies in one's heart."

"That's what I said, but Fireball is just Fireball after all..." Situ Jian whispered.

Mo Hua shook his head solemnly, "You can't not treat Fireball as a spell... I will prove to them that Fireball is also a very powerful spell!"

Mo Hua looked serious, as if he wanted to justify the name of "Fireball".

After all, the first attack spell he learned was the Fireball, which was taught to him by Master Kui himself.

He didn't allow anyone to look down on Fireball!

"Return to the sect and prepare the tactics for the next sword fight!"

Mo Hua ordered, and then left with a serious face.

Situ Jian looked at Mo Hua's back and sighed silently.

He always had a premonition in his heart.

This Wu Ming was just the first "enemy" who was "killed" by the junior brother.

This was just the beginning, and the junior brother hadn't actually exerted his strength yet.

The more frustrating means are still to come.

If the situation continues to develop like this, I really don’t know how many “enemies” will be accumulated after the little senior brother finishes the sword fight...

After returning to Taixu Sect, Mo Hua took a rest and began to prepare for the next sword fight.

And his opponent in the next Xuanzi game is the Eight Great Gates.

But the name of this sect is very surprising...

Guishui Sect.

Mo Hua’s eyes were thoughtful.

Guishui Sect, the original twelve-stream sect, was born from the Water Prison Sect of the year. It was the main sect in the Rouge Boat incident. It violated the Taoist law and the rules of the Qianxue sect, secretly operated a romantic business, and was corrupted by the Dao Court. It was thoroughly cleaned up.

Today, the Guishui Sect, from the top to the ordinary disciples, has undergone a "big blood transfusion".

After the blood transfusion, the blood flowing in the Guishui Sect is the blood of the "Daotingsi", or even the central "Daoting".

At the last conference, the sect underwent its first restructuring.

The rankings of Tai'amen and Chongxumen fell, and they had to join the Tai'xumen, which means that the eight gates had two empty positions.

One of these two positions is given to the "Gui Shuimen" among the twelve streams.

Another location is also given to "old acquaintances".

Broken Golden Gate...

He was once ranked among the twelve sects, with the Breaking Jin Sword Technique as the core inheritance. His disciples had repeatedly clashed with Mo Hua, and even after the incident at Wan Yao Valley, the power of the Breaking Jin Sect changed and he also experienced a blood change.

The origin of ink painting and Duanjin Gate is also very deep.

When he first entered the academic prefecture, he met a human trafficker, Boss Jiang, who was a traitor from Duan Kinmen.

The two core inheritances of Duanjin Gate, the Duanjin Sword Technique, and the Duanjin Sword Formation, are available in Mo Hua's hands.

"Broken Golden Gate..."

The eyes flashed in the ink painting, and the thoughts moved slightly.

It can be said that whether it is Guishui Gate or Duanjin Gate, it has a great relationship with him.

The "big blood exchange" between Guishuimen and Duanjinmen was also caused by him.

And now, Guishuimen and Duanjinmen have been promoted to the "Eight Gates" together... Mo Hua felt a little strange in his heart.

Guishui Gate was promoted to the eight major sects. In addition to the sect rankings that were not low, there must be the operation of the Dao Ting behind it.

The driving force behind this place is probably Xia Zheng.

Xia Zheng, or Daoting, wanted to interfere in the affairs of the academic prefecture, the core of the four sects, eight sects and twelve ranks.

The four sects are too powerful, and the eight gates were the ones who waited for the first time.

Infiltrating an existing eight gate is far from supporting a new eight gate, and it comes more directly and thoroughly.

Guishuimen is a Ming card, and it is now the "pawn" of the Daoting.

What about the Broken Golden Gate?

After the incident at Wan Yao Valley, Mo Hua didn't have much contact with him, and Song Jian hadn't seen him for a long time. I wonder if something happened here.

Daoting is also supporting Duan Kinmen?

If so, does that mean... all the events and everything behind this are the masters of the Dao Ting, observing behind the scenes and silently calculating?

So say so...

I also accidentally became a "chess piece"?

What I did, inadvertently, also promoted the changes and development of the chess game?

"Who will this Daoting master who is good at planning... be?"

"What is his purpose?"

Mo Hua frowned, unable to figure it out, but she had a mind in her heart, so she would be more alert in the future.

This is how Tianji is. You are peeking at Tianji, and Tianji is also peeking at you.

If you count others, others are counting you too.

You treat others as chess pieces, and there may be someone who treats you as a "chess piece" and plays a big game of chess...

The eyes of Mo Hua's eyes are slightly brighter, and the cause and effect are floating in her eyes, and her understanding of the secrets is even deeper.

Then he restrained his mind and focused on being a "chess piece" and continued to prepare for the sword contest.

"As long as you can eat the 'bad' and be a 'chess piece', it doesn't matter..."

...

Two days later, Discuss the Daoshan.

Another sword contest began.

The Taixu Sect, which combines the three sects, faces the newly promoted Eight Gate Guishui Sect.

This random competition system finally changed.

This time, it is a "decapitation competition".

Both sides choose a disciple as each other's "leader".

No matter whether other disciples are alive or dead, the situation of the battle is better or worse, as long as they can kill the enemy's "leader", they will be considered to be a victory, and this is "beheading".

When the Taoist soldiers fight, they occasionally choose some dead soldiers to perform the "beheading" mission and kill monks with noble status and special status in the enemy.

This is also the origin of the "decapitation match".

Before the "decapitation match" begins, both sides will determine the "leader".

This kind of "leader" usually chooses the strongest genius disciple in the team.

On the other side of Guishuimen, the disciple who chose to be the "Chief" was named "Qin Cangliu".

The Qin family is a fifth-rank family in the Ganxuezhou area, and it seems to have a lot of connections with the Central Dao Court.

Qin Cangliu is a direct disciple of the Qin family lineage, and is one of the best geniuses in Guishui Sect.

Now Guishuimen is the central Daoting Court of Zhili.

The Qin family has this origin, and if nothing unexpected happens, Qin Cangliu will be the head of the Daotingsi, in time.

It is not impossible to even enter the central government and be promoted to the "supervisor" of the Dao Court.

Therefore, he is the "leader" of Guishuimen's team.

On the Taixu Sect, there is the "leader" of ink painting.

Those who know the inside story are not surprised.

But between the outside, the monks watching the game felt very puzzled.

"What is Taixu Sect doing?"

"This is a beheading match. Do they understand the rules? Do they understand what this 'beheading' means?"

"It would be fine if this 'leader' didn't choose Linghu Xiao, but Ouyang Xuan. Or the guy with a sword on his back, even if he chose the 'silly big guy'...at least he could get beaten up with a thick skin."

"What is the purpose of choosing this ink painting?"

"His jade on the Tao is so crispy that it looks like a paper-covered walnut, it breaks as soon as it touches. How can this be compared?"

"Does their sword-making contestant have any brains?"

...

There was a lot of discussion outside the court.

The disciples of both sides in the field have already begun to take their positions.

On the side of Guishuimen, Qin Cangliu was headed by a black water robe, and a card with a "shou" on his chest.

He practiced the water-based technique, and he was more feminine and had a sense of coldness.

Because he was determined to work in the Daoting Division and he was a disciple of the Guishui Sect, he had already acquired a bit of the majestic demeanor of a "chief" through the influence of his surroundings.

Several elders of the Qin family who worked in the Daoting Division and had extraordinary knowledge had also asserted:

This child will definitely be in a high position in the future.

But now, he is just a disciple.

He wants to show his strength and become famous in the sword-fighting conference, and use this as a foundation to practice his future ambitions step by step.

Now, his opponent in front of him is the Taixu Sect.

The person he wants to "kill" is called "Mo Hua".

Qin Cangliu is also a little puzzled about this.

Why did the Taixu Sect choose such a formation master who can kill with one knife and be destroyed with one pinch to be the "leader" when there are not many people to choose from.

Why?

Because of his fireball technique?

But in any case, the goal is clear:

"Everyone, go all out, kill Mo Hua at all costs!"

Among the five of them, if there is one person who can get close to Mo Hua, he only needs a knife, a sword, or even just a punch to kill him and break his "Discussion Jade".

In this way, the beheading is successful, and Guishuimen wins this game.

And he has taken a step forward towards his future.

"Yes, Senior Brother Qin!"

The other disciples of Guishuimen bowed.

On the side of Taixumen.

Mo Hua also hung a "Shou" card around his neck, and ordered Linghu Xiao and others:

"The competition system has changed, the gameplay has changed, and we have to change our tactics."

"You guys attack, I'll support."

"Who's on the opposite side..."

"Qin Cangliu." Situ Jiandao.

Mo Hua nodded, "Qin Cangliu, kill him and we will win."

This Qin Cangliu has an extraordinary background and great talent. He may have a promising future, but now, this is a sword fight, so let's "kill" him first.