As the old man in the civilian screamed, his face instantly pale, his eyes were exaggerated and protruded, and his eyes were covered with blood. The already thin body quickly shrank, and the cloth clothes on his body hung fluffy on him.
If a practitioner is here, he will be surprised to find that the aura of the martial arts practitioner of the old man in the civil robes is weakening rapidly, and he instantly falls from the fifth realm of Dharma into the arts realm, and is still falling sharply at an incredible speed.
Bang!
The body of the old man in a civilian fell to the ground. Not to mention any breath, his body was like a pile of shriveled flesh hanging on the skeleton, and it was sucked away all the blood on his body and all the martial energy in his meridians.
"Ah! Dad!" Suddenly, a young man ran out of the hut next door.
The young man's cultivation is not low. He looks like he is only about sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is already at the ninth level of art. He is considered to be of such an ordinary family. The young man is very close to the old man in the common clothes and Mr. Ji. In a flash, he saw him grabbing the sickle of working and farming by the wall and slashing at Mr. Ji hard.
Old Ji frowned slightly, took out the Flaming White Tiger Battle to expel the Wind. However, Old Ji's casting speed and response speed to the enemy were far less than Du Xuan, so he raised his staff and met the sickle.
The sickle hit the staff, but because of its excessive momentum, the sickle rotated 180 degrees along the staff body. The young man had insufficient cultivation and could not stop. He directly hit his forehead against the back of the sickle, and a deep blood mark was drawn.
At this moment, Old Ji had already flashed across his body and immediately looked at the boy. Before the boy could come back to his senses, his body was completely out of control, and he was sucked into a mummy in an instant.
"Haha, Dacheng!" Old Ji smiled happily, ignoring the horrified gazes of the people around him.
Suddenly, Old Ji suddenly stopped laughing and looked at the blood ball in his palm in surprise and confusion! At this moment, the blood ball was as restless as boiling water boiling at the bottom of the pot.
Whoosh!
Before Mr. Ji could understand, the blood cells were directly trapped in his palm and disappeared!
What's going on?
Old Ji stared at his palm in a daze, unable to understand it. Then, Old Ji suddenly found that the demonic energy in his body had increased slightly! Although the growth rate was extremely small, as a great demon master's cultivation level, Old Ji was extremely sensitive to the demonic energy in his body. This slight change could not escape his perception.
"Is this demonic energy just transformed from the young man's martial energy?" Old Ji murmured, and then suddenly felt ecstasy on his face.
The previous two times, although the opponent's martial arts and demonic energy were all sucked dry, they could not be used by Mr. Ji and disappeared without a trace. This time, Mr. Ji did the boy as he did, but converted the martial energy in his body into his own demonic energy.
Could it be the reason for the blood cells?
Blood cells? Where does this blood come from?
Old Ji focused his thoughts and carefully recalled the scene just now.
After a moment, Old Ji suddenly "swooshed" into the air and flew into the distance.
*******
Speaking of the distant Wuhun Mountain, Du Xuan sat alone in the empty room, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, practicing quietly. In front of him, four demon plates were floating steadily. All the balls on the demon plate left the demon plate, soared into the air, and rotated at high speed.
In this quiet room, you can vaguely hear the sound of the ball spinning at a high speed through the air.
Mid-time.
Du Xuan opened his eyes and practiced the art of refining weapons this afternoon and practiced his cultivation at night. At this time, he should rest and fall asleep so that he can better deal with tomorrow's second round of competition.
However, before this, Du Xuan did not rush to retract the demonic energy and the demonic disk, but took out four demonic disks, flew all the eight demonic disks into the sky, and danced in the room.
Until now, Du Xuan has been able to use the air-distance object control technique, and at the same time control the eight magic plates to fly within a range of one foot. In other words, Du Xuan's air-distance object control technique can not only control eight objects at the same time, but also at a distance of one foot at a distance of one foot.
Of course, the technique of controlling objects in space is the simplest. Controlling an object alone can reach up to five feet away. Even any magic cultivator can perform this technique to control objects within a distance of half a feet after learning the technique of controlling objects in space.
But if you want to use four magic plates to practice at the same time, Du Xuan can now inject demonic energy into the magic plate and cast spells within a range of eight feet. As for using eight magic plates to practice at the same time, Du Xuan still cannot do it now.
Tonight, Du Xuan practices the art of space between half an hour or at most an hour before resting, as usual.
After the eight demon plates were flying in the room for a while, Du Xuan took back the four demon plates and moved the remaining four demon plates toward him. After all the four demon plates were within an eight-foot range, he outputted demonic energy and injected them into the four demon plates, using magic to prompt the balls on the demon plate to rise up in the air.
At first, there was only the outermost circle of the balls on the magic plate and rotated in the air. As Du Xuan continued to try hard, finally one magic plate had two balls on the air and began to rotate.
Half an hour later, the four magic plates were all rotated by two circles of balls. So Du Xuan immediately pushed the four magic plates away through the air-control technique.
As the distance widened, the ear balls on the magic plate fell down one after another. But as long as there was a ball spinning, it meant that the magic plate had been successfully cast, and the number of balls that were soaring into the air was not the most important thing at the moment.
Eight feet three inches, eight feet five inches...
Nine feet!
Nine feet one inch, nine feet three inch.
Bang!
All the balls in the four magic plates fell, and nine feet and three inches were almost the limit. More than a year ago, Du Xuan could only cast spells at most three feet to practice. Two months ago, he could only cast spells at least eight feet to practice. He persisted in practicing every day, and today he went further and reached nine feet and three inches. I believe that it will be possible to break through one zhang in no time.
One inch, one foot, one zhang.
Perhaps, casting a spell of one meter apart is one of the requirements of the fourth level of the space art. The rest is to expand the four magic plates into eight magic plates to cast spells.
Tomorrow's opponent is a disciple of the Ninth Palace and a martial artist with a mere seventh level of cultivation. There is no suspense at all.
A few years ago, Du Xuan no longer used magic consciousness in a simple battle since he discovered that he could bypass the magic consciousness and cast the spell directly. Even though he competed with the disciples of Shangguan Pavilion today, except for the last killing move, the previous dozens of magic tricks did not use magic consciousness.
Unless you need to practice the art of space like now, or when practicing, Du Xuan will use the magic consciousness to better control the demonic energy. When practicing, only by using the magic consciousness can you achieve the purpose of cultivating and improving the magic consciousness.
Therefore, even though Du Xuan's demonic energy and demonic consciousness are consumed more now, he still took out four demon disks and prepared to try to use eight demon disks to cast spells at the same time.
The eight magic plates were hanging in the air, all staying at a distance of five feet.
Du Xuan closed his eyes slightly, concentrating his mind and calming himself. In addition to the demonic energy that had been divided into eight controls of the eight demon plates, Du Xuan continued to slowly guide him, dividing the demonic energy flowing from the right meridian into two, then quickly dividing it into four, and then dividing it into eight.
In fact, within Du Xuan's meridians at this moment, the demonic energy has been divided into sixteen thighs, reaching the highest level of Shanhai Fire Scroll.
What we need to do next is the most difficult one. Injecting all the eight-legged demonic energy into the eight demon plates is a great test for the demonic consciousness.
Time passed slowly, and the quiet room was as silent as dead and silent as there was no living thing, and there was no movement or sound. The eight-legged demonic energy was extremely loose and scattered, and it was impossible to inject into the eight demon plates, so it was impossible to cast magic and practice.
Five feet too far, Du Xuan simply moved the eight magic disks to four feet, and then moved to three feet. The three feet distance was already very close, and the eight magic disks were almost stuck together. Even so, there were several magic disks that exceeded three feet distance, and it was impossible to achieve the same distance between all magic disks.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the balls above the two magic plates rose into the air.
Whoosh!
Four more balls above the magic plates rose into the air.
However, after waiting for a while, the other two demonic energy was still unable to cast spells, allowing the remaining two demonic disks to rise into the air. Moreover, there were only one or two demonic disks that had already rotated in the air, so it was obvious that the demonic energy injected into the demonic disk was far from enough.
Wow!
Finally, Du Xuan took back the demonic energy and all the demonic disks and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The time of the third time was about to pass, and it was time to rest. A month ago, Du Xuan could only cast spells to activate three demonic disks when the demonic energy was divided into eight essays, and today he could activate six demonic disks. Such a great progress is enough.
*******
The next day, at the hour of Mao.
Many prominent figures from ASEAN gathered on the top of the martial soul again. Of course, in addition to Tang Haishan and Wang Feng, three other Wumen elders, including Mr. He, were not there. Yesterday, Mr. He and his friends were ordered to lead a group of Wumen disciples to the Tang Gang, Shawang Sect and Du Mansion respectively to investigate the rumors and try to find credible evidence.
Today is the four competitions in the second round, namely, the disciple of the Wumen vs. the disciple of the Yan clan, Du Xuan, the disciple of the Du family, Du Yumu, the disciple of the Du family, and the disciple of the Shangguan Pavilion, and the disciple of the Wumen vs. the disciple of the Sun Family Fort.
In these four competitions, except for the last one, everyone has predicted the outcome of the other three competitions. Of course, the last competition between the disciples of the Wumen and the disciples of Sunjiabao is also considered to be the most exciting.
In the first game, Qian Zheng, a disciple of the martial arts, was much more powerful than yesterday. Just like yesterday, he easily defeated the disciples of the Yan clan in less than half an hour. Moreover, everyone could see that Qian Zhengzhen did not use all his strength in this battle.
In the second competition, although everyone expected the outcome of the victory or defeat, the views of Xie Ming, Zhong Nan and Bai Zhang were exactly the opposite of those of the others. The two old men Wang Qi and Tang Haiyin, who knew the inside story, both kept silent about Du Xuan's strength, and were so happy that they looked surprised and unbelievable.
"please."
"please."
The two bowed and the second round of the second competition officially began.
Wow!
When Du Xuan had not yet activated his demonic energy and the flames of the White Tiger Battle had not yet been turned into a dim light, Jiuye suddenly took the lead in making a move, and seemed to be unwilling to give Du Xuan more chances to appear.