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Jiajun smiled helplessly, as this senior sister actually started to teach him a lesson as soon as she came on stage.
"Come on, Xiaojun! If you defeat Meng Yunzi, you will be number one in the side sect!"
Hearing the sound, he glanced down the stage and found that most of the disciples were staring at him mockingly. Only a few senior brothers from Lingshui Palace were shouting to encourage him, but these words could only attract more ridicule.
That's all. Lin Jingfa, on the other hand, looked at this side with a playful expression, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Sister, you see, I'm so young and can't even use a few talismans. Why don't you take action first and let me open my eyes?" Jiajun turned to Meng Yunzi and giggled.
"You!" The dream fairy's face became even colder, "Child's play!"
"The dream has no beauty, the immortal path has no boundaries. The eight-faced god will come, the immortal talisman will protect the body, the dream will bring down the talisman, and the divine wind will fall!" Meng Yunzi took action, recited some spells, and the token in her hand shone brightly. Her whole body was covered with light.
The spiritual energy erupted through the token, and a small tornado immediately rolled up and rushed towards Jiajun.
"Okay! Fairy Meng's Great Dream Immortal Talisman is worthy of its name, and it is worthy of being the direct disciple of Lord Mengtian!" There was a round of applause from the audience.
Venerable Mengtian? This female disciple is the descendant of Venerable Mengtian! Jiajun’s eyes lit up, this Talisman Master is really powerful! Disciples at the spiritual breath stage can cast such powerful spells with the help of this Great Dream Talisman.
However, Venerable Mengtian has been ascended for a hundred years, so how can his descendant reach the spiritual breath stage?
Although he was confused, Jiajun was not slow in his movements. Looking at the roaring storm, he dodged and hid in another corner of the competition stage. Mengyunzi completely ignored his movements. In her opinion, this little kid had no choice but to run away.
Er. With a slight movement of her fingers, she was about to control the storm to turn around and chase Jiajun. But a scene that surprised everyone appeared. This little tornado did not obey the command at all and rushed straight down the stage in a straight line! The one beside the competition stage
The magic circle immediately shone, blocking the tornado and scattering it.
"It's so dangerous. Thank you, senior sister, for showing mercy!" Jiajun said, holding his head in one hand, sticking out his tongue and looking at Mengyunzi, whose face turned slightly pale.
"Dear Fairy Meng, there is no need to show mercy! Beat this brat down quickly." The disciples in the audience were stunned, and they really thought this was her showing mercy, and many people started shouting.
Weird? Why is the spell uncontrollable after being cast? Meng Yunzi wondered, and immediately took action again. "Travel in the three realms and four directions, the immortal talisman opens up the world, the dream drops the talisman, and the thunder falls!" With the sound of the spell, the token in his hand began to flash.
Purple light. Several bolts of lightning fell from the sky and struck hard at Jiajun's position.
"Ah, Xiaojun, be careful!" Fan Yuer was anxious. "Meng Yunzi is too cruel, how could he use such cruel tricks on children!" Several other disciples of Lingshui Palace also took a breath of cold air.
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After a burst of lightning and thunder, all the disciples were waiting to see Jiajun's tragic situation, but they were soon dumbfounded. In the corner of the competition stage, the ground was scorched black with bursts of green smoke. Only the middle area was intact.
, Jiajun was standing there blankly, looking shocked.
"Wow! Senior sister is so powerful!" He was stunned for a while, and suddenly said in surprise, "What other powerful spells can I show my junior brother to?"
"You!" Mengyunzi was really panicked. She had no intention of holding back at all, and she was still counting on getting into the main door this time! But what happened today? Why was the spell completely out of control after it was released? This has never happened before
I've seen it before. "You, you have hidden treasures on your body?" she said angrily.
"Xiaojun doesn't have any treasures on him. I checked everything before he went on stage!" The black-faced man on the stage spoke, and he stared at Jiajun with a thoughtful expression. The look on the face of the Master of Tingyin Hall now
The cold air was strong, and the heads of Zhiyun and Master Lingshui who were sitting next to her had faces full of joy at this time, and their eyes were full of admiration.
"But..." Meng Yunzi paused, knowing that it would be useless to talk more. She turned her head and looked at Jiajun, who was giggling with a livid face. "Okay! The spell can't hit you, so what about this move?" She held up her hands.
Holding the token in his hand, he spoke again, "Ghosts are running rampant, immortal talismans suppress evil demons, big dreams subjugate talisman, and soul-stealing talismans surrender!"
Huh? This talisman has such a use! Jiajun was stunned. This soul seizing technique was clearly a mind control technique. Mengyunzi actually wanted to control his will in one fell swoop. When the token in her hand emitted a dazzling multi-colored light,
Jiajun clearly felt a spiritual force trying to invade his mind.
Dameng Xianliu? You really need to study it carefully. This is much stronger than ordinary talisman seals. Jiajun didn't care at all about the invading spiritual power. Even if there was an increase in talisman seals, what could a mere spiritual breath stage monk do?
He has achieved the middle stage of Jindan cultivation? This Meng Yunzi is so arrogant, why not let her suffer a little? Jiajun grinned and rebounded the spiritual power back unceremoniously.
"Ah?" Meng Yunzi's eyes darkened and her consciousness became blurred.
Where is this? Why am I here?
After feeling half asleep for a while, Meng Yunzi found herself walking on a country road.
here……
It looked a bit familiar, as if she had been here before? She looked around blankly at the endless fields. There was someone, who was that? She opened her mouth slightly, and a familiar figure was slowly walking towards her along the path.
Brother Qin, it’s you! Meng Yunzi suddenly shouted in surprise. By the way, I remembered it! Today is the day when I am fourteen years old and my father has agreed to betroth me to Brother Qin! She couldn’t restrain the excitement in her heart.
, quickly rushed towards the figure and hugged him. "Brother Qin, I have finally waited for this day, I am so happy!" Tears of joy fell down her cheeks, and she kept kissing the man in front of her.
"Yun'er, if you marry me, the inheritance tokens in your family will belong to me!" The man grabbed her shoulders fiercely and pushed her away, with a sinister smile on his face.
"What? Brother Qin, you, you married me for that thing?" Meng Yunzi's smile stiffened, and her whole body trembled, "No... no! You are lying to me, right, Brother Qin, don't!"
She desperately threw herself into the man's arms again, "I am yours, don't leave me, I am yours..."
"Quick! Get some people up and pull her away!" The black-faced man looked embarrassed, "She's possessed by a demon!"
All the disciples under the competition stage were all demented. They watched with dumbfounded eyes as Mengyunzi suddenly threw down her token, shedding tears and threw herself into Jiajun’s arms, hugging him tightly. She even kissed Jiajun’s face.
Shouting loudly "I am yours, don't abandon me..."
This, this... Jiajun was so frightened that his face turned red, and he held his hands tightly in front of his chest, looking at a loss. He just casually bounced back the spiritual power, but he didn't expect the effect to be so obvious.
This was the first time in Jiajun's life that he was hugged and kissed by a girl, and in public!
The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became. He quickly injected his spiritual power into Meng Yunzi's brain and suddenly pulled her out of her inner demons.
"What? What happened? Ah!!!"
Meng Yunzi came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream. She saw that she was holding Jiajun tightly, and a sensitive grip came from her chest. She looked down and found that Jiajun's hands were pushing away.
In front of him, one happened to grab his tightly...
"Asshole!" She slapped Jiajun, her face almost bleeding with shame and anger.
After Mengyunzi woke up, she had completely remembered what had just happened. She no longer cared about the rankings in the competition. She pushed Jiajun away, quickly picked up the token on the ground, turned around and ran out of the competition arena. Those who followed her out were still there.
There was the female Jindan monk on the viewing platform, her face was so cold that it could freeze.
"Ahem! Xiaojun from Lingshui Peak wins this battle, one point!" There was silence in the audience. With the audience stunned, the black-faced man stood up and shouted awkwardly.