When Lin Zhengren was close to Zhang Linchuan, he was about to activate Taoism.
Zhang Linchuan exploded.
This is not an exaggeration, but an objective description.
The thunder and lightning that had been harboring for who knows how long exploded on him.
His hair stood on end, his body was scorched black, and there were electric sparks flashing.
Correspondingly, Lin Zhengren, who was almost close to him, was also affected immediately, and his whole body was blown away. He even twitched after falling to the ground.
This is the first time Lin Zhengren has been in such a sorry state since he started fighting.
What caused this effect was a second-class top-grade Taoist technique, Lei Shu.
What is beyond people's imagination is that the target of Zhang Linchuan's Dao-recording technique is himself, not Lin Zhengren.
When Lin Zhengren interrupted his first-level Taoism, he did not try to maintain the Taoism at all. Instead, he immediately activated the instant Taoism engraved in Tongtian Palace and attacked himself directly.
This is undoubtedly a very risky and even crazy move. If Lin Zhengren had not chosen to attack closely at the first time, or even if he had only been a little slower, Zhang Linchuan would have probably become the only one in this three-city Taoist debate who was defeated by his own Taoism.
monk.
Became the laughing stock of the whole audience.
Fortunately, he won the bet and gained himself an almost slim chance of winning.
Lei Shu injured two people with one move, but Lin Zhengren had just entered the sixth level after all, and had not yet reached the peak of this level in all aspects. Zhang Linchuan, who had been with Lei for a long time, actually recovered a few breaths in advance.
Zhang Linchuan's skills are flying, so he must seize this fleeting opportunity to completely defeat his opponent.
But his face suddenly stiffened.
He found that the Tongtian Palace was completely empty!
This Tao-recording technique cannot be completed.
Only then did he notice that at some point, about five steps in front of him, there was a translucent grass growing, swaying in the wind.
He recognized that it was Yin Yuan Cao, a low-grade Taoist technique of Class C.
The effect is: within the range of influence of Yuan Yuan grass, the consumption of Dao Yuan will be increased.
The disadvantage is: it does not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.
However, Lin Zhengren has opened the Gate of Heaven and Earth, and can be replenished by the vitality of Heaven and Earth at all times. Zhang Linchuan is still in front of the Gate of Heaven and Earth, and can only fight with the Dao Yuan reserves in his Tongtian Palace.
One, two, three... Zhang Linchuan's face grew uglier as he counted. Without his knowledge, Lin Zhengren planted a total of nine Yuanyuan Grasses in the battle field. It can be said that if Lei Shang hadn't interrupted,
He will lay more.
Although he clearly had a huge advantage and clearly saw victory within easy reach, Lin Zhengren still planted such a trick.
How safe and prudent is this guy?
Under the guidance of nine Yuan-inducing grasses, Zhang Linchuan's Dao Yuan had been exhausted.
The chance of victory flashed and passed away.
Lin Zhengren recovered and stood up.
"I lost." Zhang Linchuan said hoarsely.
He was helpless and would certainly not give Lin Zhengren a chance to abuse him.
Maplewood City missed the opportunity to win three consecutive championships and the most important thing, the quota to enter the National Highway Academy.
But no one here blamed Zhang Linchuan.
What a cruel act it is to throw thunderbolts at oneself.
Besides, he is still such a guy who cares very much about his image and demeanor. Looking at his charred appearance at this moment, who can say that he doesn't work hard?
Even Dong A didn't say anything. He couldn't say that this disciple didn't try his best.
In fact, for Zhang Linchuan, he didn't have no chance just now. As long as he was willing to disintegrate a Dao Spin, he could temporarily obtain a large amount of Dao Yuan, thereby seizing the gap and defeating Lin Zhengren.
But in that case, even if he wins the battle, he will return to the eighth level of cultivation and stay here for the rest of his life.
So even if you really get into the National Academy of Sciences, what's the point?
Although the honor of Maplewood City Taoist Academy is important, he cannot risk his own future.
The referee announced the result.
The leader of the fifth-year Taoists in the Three Cities is Lin Zhengren, a sixth-grade Tenglong Realm monk from Wangjiang City Taoist Academy.
Next year, he will be a freshman at the National Academy of Sciences, and his future is bright.
Maplewood City gained two inferior leaders, so it can be considered that its momentum has not declined.
Only in this discussion of Taoism, Sanshan City Taoist Academy gained nothing.
Jiang Wang saw Zhao Tiehe, Yang Xingyong and others, their eyes were red.
But that's competition.
…
Sanfenxiang Tower.
Miss Miaoyu was looking in the mirror, gently applying rouge with her little finger.
Behind him, an old man in black was kneeling and pleading: "Holy Lady, please take action! Otherwise, all of our people will die!"
"I told you not to be greedy. When you heard Mingzhu, you seemed to have lost your soul. What's the use of begging me to take action now? The shadow of Guimenguan was sent to Yun Kingdom, so what can I use to fight Wei Quji?"
"It's us who are confused, but the Bone Messenger also agrees..."
"Heh." Miaoyu smiled: "Then you ask him to take action."
The old man in black was speechless for a moment, but kept kowtowing.
"As soon as I show up, Wei Quji will immediately take action to kill me. Not to mention Dong A is eyeing me. We have no chance." Her voice sounded like anger and resentment: "Who made you refuse to close the ghost gate in the first place?
Where are the photos left for me?"
The old man in black gritted his teeth and said: "It is not easy for our White Bone Dao to accumulate strength. Did so many fellow Daoists die in vain?"
"Okay, okay, don't make any noise with me. I've already laid out my backup plan. Calculating the time, Mingzhu should have been sent out safely. As for those fellow Taoists..."
Miaoyu paused and closed the rouge box.
"If you die, just die."
…
Because of the tight defense and proper dispatch, the riots in Maplewood City suddenly subsided.
In the final analysis, the news of Mingzhu's appearance was too sudden, and Baigudao had no time to make more reliable preparations and was already faced with a choice.
The significance of Mingzhu to the White Bone Path was such that they simply could not refuse it. Wei Quji and Dong A joined forces and had already laid a dragnet.
The ending was actually doomed before it began. No one sent by Bones Road this time would survive.
But this does not mean that the victory or defeat has been decided, because the White Bone Dao is actually prepared to annihilate the whole army. As long as the Ming Zhu is successfully captured, it is not considered a defeat for the White Bone Dao.
…
On Qingmu Avenue, the peddlers carrying burdens were still walking slowly.
He was already very familiar with this city, as if he was born to do it. He expected that Wei would have an ambush, but he did not expect that the offensive would be so fierce and well-prepared.
He knew that all the fellow Taoists who came this time would be in danger. But he would not die.
Although the incident happened suddenly, he knew the city very well and knew where the main force of the city guards would be if they deployed all their strength.
He can easily avoid it.
There is a small road turning left ahead, which passes a bathhouse.
He planned to take a bath to wash away the dust. He could leave the cargo with the bath master. Master Song was very honest and would not touch his things.
Who would have thought that such a precious candle would be left casually with an ordinary bath master?
He could even sleep in the bathhouse and wait until the weather calmed down before strutting out of the city.
In short, he will not die.
But he saw a bald head just as he stepped into this path.
Maybe he belongs to the Buddhist sect? But this bald face is too fierce, and it doesn't match the image of a Buddhist sect at all.
"I smell something strange." The bald man said and licked his lips.
The salesman suddenly felt a strong fear, and he gathered his Daoyuan to prepare for battle.
It was then discovered that his heart was gone.
The whole world is plunged into eternal darkness.
"Holy girl, is that the scenery at the bottom of the Forgotten River?" he finally thought.
