"Blacksmith Zhang, good!"
"Blacksmith Zhang, a real man!"
When Blacksmith Zhang left the field, the whole village cheered loudly for him to fight the two monks of the same rank, Yang Tiangang hurriedly stepped forward and said gratefully: "Brother Zhang, thank you!"
Blacksmith Zhang was only holding on with a strong spirit before, but at this time his face was pale, obviously his internal organs were seriously injured, and when he saw Yang Tian just stepping forward, he smiled reluctantly and said, "Fortunately, I didn't lose my life!"
Yang Tiangang hurriedly called two villagers to help Blacksmith Zhang back to his home, and immediately prepared the candidates for the next fight.
The earthen stone village, which originally had the upper hand, was re-leveled by Blacksmith Zhang, which made Shi Jiutong very angry, but the two brothers of Xiong Daxiong were not something he could control, fortunately, the next third-level earth mound village could only send a monk of the first level of the martial arts realm again, while his side still firmly had the upper hand in terms of cultivation.
Although Shi Nansheng's cultivation has not broken through in the past two years, he has also been pushed to the peak of the second level of the martial arts realm, and he has also taken care of him quite a bit, and his strength has improved a lot, far from being comparable to the likes of Xiong Da and Yu Er.
Speaking of this magic weapon, it was also quite annoying to Shi Jiutong, he did not count a low-grade magic weapon in the hands of the two brothers of the Xiong family, and there was only a middle-grade and a low-grade magic weapon in total, the middle-grade magic weapon was in his hand, and the low-grade magic weapon was in the hands of Shi Nansheng.
But on the other hand, on the side of Tuqiu Village, the three magic weapons are one high-grade and two middle-grade, then the Xu family has some heritage anyway, there is a middle-grade magic weapon is nothing, then Yang Tiangang was born in the prestigious family of Chenyu County, although there is a high-grade magic weapon that sounds a bit scary, but in the end it is still acceptable, but that blacksmith is just a half-pull blacksmith, how can there be a middle-grade magic weapon in his hand?
There are even rumors that there is actually a low-grade magic weapon in the Xu family, but he has never seen Xu Erchen use it before, could it be that Xu Sanniang has never given it to him?
Why has Tuqiu Village been so bullish in Wasteland Town all these years, and there has been famine everywhere in the past two years, but why did no one dare to touch Tuqiu Village? In addition to the strength of the top three in Yangtiangang Wasteland Town, the three magic weapons in Tuqiu Village are also one of the reasons why the people of Ten Miles and Eight Townships are fearful, even if Shi Jiutong himself has advanced to the third level of the martial arts realm, he must have the courage to plan for Tuqiu Village after taking refuge in the Xiong family.
"Nan Sheng, the next game is that Yang Tiangang's wife Han Xiumei will fight, she is just a first-class woman in the martial arts realm, I heard that the cultivation technique is only a fourth-class method, remember, you must fight quickly, there must be no more women's benevolence, waste too much spiritual essence, ninth brother, I still expect you to consume Yang Tiangang when the time comes!"
At that time, even if Han Xiumei was injured, it would be of no use, but Shi Jiutong was still a little worried about this, and this time he was afraid that his brother would make a mistake again, and it was another earnest advice.
However, Shi Jiutong's words were in vain, just when he finished speaking, he saw that Shi Nansheng had an absent-minded look at him at all, and his eyes had already passed Shi Jiutong, looking at the opposite side from a distance, and even showed a little surprise in his eyes.
Shi Jiutong's heart sank, and he secretly said that Yang Tiangang was also prepared and called for backup, but when he turned his head to look, he was stunned, and then he felt funny, and said: "Haha, Yang Tiangang, could it be that there is no one in your mound village, do you want a child to fill the number?"
When Shi Jiutong followed Shi Nansheng's gaze into the field, he saw that the person who was walking on the field from Yang Tiangang was not the expected Han Xiumei, but a young man who was sixteen or seventeen years old and somewhat similar to Yang Tiangang.
When Shi Jiutong mocked him, he also thought of the reason for Shi Nansheng's horror, not because of the opponent's strength, but because of the opponent's age, a young man who advanced to the martial arts realm at the age of sixteen or seventeen was shocking no matter how it sounded.
Speaking of which, this young man is quite famous in Wasteland Town, and he shot Qian Chunlai in the Martial Arts Realm twice with a bow and arrow, which ruined the reputation of this popular candidate for the deputy guard of Wasteland Town, so Shi Jiutong also recognized that this person was Yang Tiangang's eldest son Yang Junshan.
However, although Shi Jiutong was equally surprised in his heart, he did not think that this young man would be Shi Nansheng's opponent, he had advanced to the martial arts realm at such an age, and he didn't know how many elixirs were piled up behind him, and the improvement of cultivation was a joy, but could the foundation be strong with people like them who have come to this point step by step?
However, Yang Tiangang didn't seem to hear Shi Jiutong's ridicule, but arrived: "The person who played in the third game of Tuqiu Village was Yang Junshan."
A sixteen-year-old martial realm monk could actually appear such an amazing figure in such a remote wilderness as a mound village, that is, the monks of the three powerful families in Mengyu County who were watching the battle couldn't help but take a second look.
Although Han Xiumei has advanced to the martial arts realm, her strength can only be regarded as ordinary among the monks of the same level, although she has practiced a spiritual technique, but the master of the spiritual art inheritance is here, if she really wants to fight with that heather sheng, there is almost no chance of winning.
At this time, there was no need for Yang Junshan to hide his cultivation, although he was only a monk with the highest level of martial arts realm, but if he really talked about strength, Han Xiumei would definitely not be his opponent now.
In fact, if it weren't for the fear of exposing the identity of Wu Shuo's Wu clan, Yang Junshan originally wanted him to fight against Shi Nansheng, after all, Wu Shuo originally had the cultivation of the fourth level of the Power Witch Realm, although now the cultivation backlash has dropped to the first level of the Power Witch Realm, but its real strength is against the second-level cultivators of the Martial Realm may not be inferior.
When Yang Junshan stepped onto the field, he could perceive that several powerful spiritual consciousnesses were like whirlwinds wandering around him, constantly searching for something unscrupulously on his body, and even one of the most powerful spiritual consciousnesses rushed towards him like a strong wind and waves, although it could not cause him any harm, but it could shake his mind.
Yang Junshan's spiritual consciousness coverage was even weaker than that of his peer monks, but that was the result of him forcibly compressing his own spiritual consciousness by doubling, and it was precisely because of this that his spiritual consciousness was also much more tenacious than that of his peer cultivators.
Yang Junshan suddenly raised his head and glanced at the foreign affairs housekeeper of the Xiong family, but saw that this person squinted his eyes slightly, as if he didn't care about him at all, but Yang Junshan could still see a trace of surprise from his fleeting gaze.
Hmph, a cold snort came out of Song Wei's mouth, and the same spiritual consciousness comparable to that of Xiong Chizhong appeared, like a boulder falling from the sky, smashing in front of Yang Junshan all of a sudden, intercepting the spiritual consciousness that had been overwhelmingly oppressing him before, just like a huge wave instantly crashed onto a reef, instantly smashing the huge wave to pieces.
The gray hair on the head of the Xiong family's foreign affairs housekeeper moved without wind, and the whole person seemed to shake inexplicably, and then he heard Song Wei say: "You are going to play at a young age, do you know that this fight is dangerous?"
Yang Junshan could feel the surprise in Song Wei's eyes and the meaning of protection in his words, but he still said: "Report back to the seniors, the juniors know!"
Song Wei paused, his eyes lingered on Yang Junshan for a moment, and then he spoke: "In that case, who is fighting in Tushi Village this time?"
Shi Nansheng took a breath and walked into the middle of the hall and said: "In Xiatushi Village Shi Nansheng!"
Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Please!"
Heather looked at the still immature face in front of him, and was unwilling to take the first step no matter what, so he said: "You should take the first step!"
Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Okay, look at the move!"
Yang Junshan pointed out that Heather Nansheng's face changed, and a sharp howling sound went straight to Heather Nansheng's chest with the power of piercing gold, Heather had no doubt that if this lithotripsy was really hit, his chest would definitely open a bloody hole.
Without waiting for Heather to try to dodge, Yang Junshan pointed out two more fingers one after another, sealing other directions that could be dodged, forcing Heather to take his natal spell stiffly.
Shi Nansheng's expression darkened, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him would be so old-fashioned and ruthless, but he was careless for a moment, but he let Yang Junshan take advantage of the opportunity to take the lead and try to attack in one fell swoop.
But so what, Heather didn't panic at all, the other party only had the first level of cultivation in the martial arts realm, not to mention that he was just a child!
Shi Nansheng's palms were in front of his chest and abdomen, and a trace of turbidity suddenly condensed in his palms, and then this cloud of turbidity suddenly turned into a long snake of turbid qi, and swallowed it in one gulp at the natal spell pointed out by Yang Junshan.
Shi Nansheng was full of confidence, and pinched the magic seal with both hands, and a trace of turbidity condensed again, only to launch a counterattack after his own spell defeated Yang Junshan's stone crushing.
Boom! As if a bubble burst, Heather was shocked, and when he looked up with surprise, the lithotripsy technique, which he originally thought could be easily broken with a higher level of cultivation, actually disappeared at the same time as it collided with the turbid snake!
How is this possible, how can his spells have such strong power, and he can actually compete with his own spells condensed with turbid air, after all, his cultivation is one heavier than his!
However, Yang Junshan didn't give him time to think, he who made the first move was already brewing a spell at the moment of the lithotripsy, and at the moment when the turbid snake exploded, a cloud of gray mist had already rolled towards him, and Shi Nansheng had to disperse the magic seal that had just been pinched in his hand, and re-cast other spells, and the opportunity was once again snatched away by Yang Junshan.
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There have been a lot of things in the past two days, and most of them are sudden, so I didn't have time to tell everyone in advance, sorry.