Mo Xiaoran's shortcomings were magnified infinitely when facing Zhuang Shuai.
"The Wild Waves Spear" focuses on attack, supplemented by pace. Although the attack is strong, the pace is average.
"The Wonderful Technique of Creation" is a biased technique that can only absorb spiritual power if it hits the opponent.
The biggest problem is that the spear in her hand is just an ordinary spear in the Wuji Sect's warehouse. Since no one in the Wuji Sect has ever used a spear, this gun has become her only weapon of choice.
As for my subsequent training in the mountains, I was protected by my father, Mo Jiuxuan, and supported by all my senior brothers. I had a red-blooded violent bear underneath, and I had yet to meet a real master.
So this gun has been used to this day.
Facing Zhuang Shuai, the little girl was defeated by the opponent's flawless defense and could not find a chance to strike.
In this case, we can only act according to circumstances.
She leapt ten feet backwards, widened the distance between herself and Commander Zhuang, and put away her spear.
"Huh? How can Xiao Ran fight against Zhuang Shuai if he doesn't have a gun?"
"This little girl won't give up, will she?"
"If she wins, we just applaud. If she loses, we have to let Commander Zhuang know that she is from the Wuji Sect, not our Xuanyun Sect!"
Taoist Priest Yuan Ming's eyes were deep and silent. He knew that the little girl dominated her peers with a spear. That spear and her marksmanship were the foundation for her to settle down and live her life.
"Uncle Master, Xiaoran has tried his best! At least he and Zhuang Shuai are tied."
He Jianbai has already thought of a way out for Mo Xiaoran, and now he is only grateful to this little girl.
"Admit defeat?"
Taoist Priest Yuan Ming didn't want to admit it. He felt that Mo Xiaoran definitely had more than the strength in front of him.
Even at a young age, he still has the body of a Nine Dou Emperor!
Commander Zhuang in the martial arts training ground grinned.
"Little girl, don't blame big brother for hitting you like this. It's really your shooting skills that are so powerful, otherwise I wouldn't be cowering like a turtle."
He was honest and knew that his style of play wasn't pretty... but it was practical.
Mo Xiaoran also laughed.
But he quickly stopped smiling and said, "Uncle, you don't think I'm just an individual practitioner, do you?"
Zhuang Shuai's attention was obviously diverted. He asked with a dark face, "Little girl, who do you call uncle?"
With such an expression, if Mo Xiaoran answered carelessly, he would immediately swing a 40-meter machete to chop her.
Having his mentality affected was exactly what Mo Xiaoran needed.
She smiled sweetly, "Uncle, I'm calling you!"
"Little girl, are you looking for death?"
Don't slap people in the face when you hit them, don't scold people when you scold them.
Zhuang Shuai received another fatal blow in his heart, and this was despite his warning in advance. If he could endure this, his reputation as Uncle Zhuang Shuai would spread!
Still in Xuanyun Sect.
This is simply unbearable for a person who strives to be the perfect big brother.
He held a black sword in both hands and used the "Wandering Dragon Sword Technique" to quickly approach, with a string of afterimages behind him.
Mo Xiaoran will not sit still and wait for death. He has no footwork, but he has a strong body.
When her little feet wearing embroidered shoes stepped on the ground, the bluestone cracked, and the red figure retreated violently. Then she jumped left and right repeatedly in the martial arts training ground, and dozens of little girls in red appeared in an instant.
Each one is so lifelike that it’s hard to tell which one is the real one.
Commander Zhuang was like a mad lion, baring his teeth and claws, raising his sword high and slashing down.
The sword fell among the reciprocating figures, and all of them were wiped out in an instant. With a glance, he raised the sword with both arms and swept across to the right.
The sword edge swept across, the air made a "buzzing" sound, and the burly man had moved ten feet away.
The crowd of people suddenly disappeared, and Mo Xiaoran's figure appeared above the martial arts training ground. She could see her hands forming magic seals, and the dense spiritual power wrapped around her body.
Then, a blue light was thrown out with the shaking of his wrist, drawing a blue light in the air and shooting directly towards Zhuang Shuai.
"Little tricks!"
The commander-in-chief grinned and taunted, then struck out with a sweep, and the blue light suddenly shattered.
Surprisingly, the blue light scattered by the sword did not disappear. Instead, the moment it touched the sword, it turned into dozens of blue lights and enveloped Zhuang Shuai.
Zhuang Shuai suddenly turned into a chrysalis in a cocoon.
The cocoon formed by the blue light was extremely tough and suddenly shrank, wrapping Zhuang Shuai in a strange binding method.
The big man had his hands tied behind his back, and his body was covered with ropes made of blue spiritual power.
The various fancy knots on the ropes caused many female disciples watching the battle to scream in surprise, cover their eyes with their hands, and watch with gusto while complaining through their fingers.
At this point, Taoist Priest Yuan Ming's tense mood relaxed. He smiled and said to the senior brother next to him, "This girl is really good at making trouble. I thought she was going to lose, and she made such a fuss again."
The real person next to him said, "I never expected that the Wuji Sect would produce such an amazingly talented and beautiful person. It is certainly amazing to be able to achieve such cultivation at such a young age."
Another person said, "So what about the Wuji Sect? Isn't this little girl in our Xuanyun Sect now? Thanks to Senior Brother Yuan Ming, he used a little trick to bring in great talents for the sect."
Yuan Ming was filled with pride and his face was calm, "After all, this girl has only been here for a short time. She needs to be cared for more in the future. Then she will know the benefits of Xuanyun Sect."
Another real person said, "However, Xuanyun Sect is indeed a ten thousand year sect. Although it is in decline now, its skills are magical. And this little girl's physical and mental skills are amazing, her talent is amazing, if she can do it
Used by the Xuanyun Sect, the sect will gain another powerful general five hundred years later."
Several Taoist priests talked about the future with great interest. In the martial arts training ground, Commander Zhuang struggled on the ground like a carp that landed on the beach.
"The Secret Technique of Wuji" is the sect's body-building technique, and Mo Jiuxuan has already taught it to Mo Xiaoran.
The little girl's meridians were blocked in the past. Although she knew the Wuji Secret Technique very well, she was unable to practice it. Later, she received the Body Tempering Pill to temper her body, and received a blue stone tablet to settle in the spiritual sea. From then on, she focused on physical training.
However, with her talent, she followed the instructions in her memory and successfully restrained Commander Zhuang in one move.
Seeing Zhuang Shuai bouncing happily, the little girl was afraid that he would break free and cause her to lose the foundation-building pill, so she quickly formed another seal. The yellow light in the sky was like a carpet of missiles, sweeping across half of the martial arts training ground.
"Call it done!"
The little girl shook her head and clapped her hands, and was about to go to Taoist Priest Yuan Ming to receive the Foundation Building Pill.
Suddenly, like a ray of lightning striking the divine sea, she paused.
In the smoke, the handsome black figure stood up slowly, with his head lowered, like a beast waiting to devour people, full of threats.
"Um?"
The little girl was surprised, turned around suddenly, formed a seal with her hands, and yellow dots of light poured out like a downpour in the sky.
Along with the rumbling sound of bombing, Commander Zhuang's figure was once again obscured by gunpowder smoke.
Such a large area of firepower coverage requires extremely high spiritual power reserves, and the little girl formed seals again and again, her whole body was like a fire thrower, continuously bombarding the training ground.
"This... mud horse is a human?"
"If it were me, I would be dead in the first round!"
"I'll go, it's so cruel... I like it so much!"
The disciples of the Xuanyun Sect who were watching the battle were shocked by the scene in front of them. The magnificent battle scene made them feel a deep sense of frustration.
Is this the spiritual power that monks in the Qi refining stage can release?
I, Zhang San, would like to call you the strongest Qi refining period in history!
Zhuang Shuai is a strong and courageous man, a man who dares to raise his sword high against all opponents.
The blood that refuses to admit defeat flows in his bones.
Even if there is no chance of winning, we must persevere to the end.
Never admit defeat!
At this time, his whole body was restrained. Although he struggled with all his strength, the spiritual power that formed the rope was very strange. As a powerful physical practitioner, he was unable to break free.
But he is a physical practitioner and has a powerful body comparable to monsters.
This little girl from the Xuanyun Sect is indeed powerful, but after all, she only has the ninth level of Qi Refining and her spiritual power is limited.
As long as she withstands one or two rainy attacks, how much remaining strength will she have?
After the first attack...this silly girl, you actually wasted your strength like this. When I stand up, let's see how you escape?
After the second attack...this little girl is a bit interesting, her spiritual power is quite strong and pure, but how long can you hold on?
The third attack... ugh! Can she still perform such a secret technique? Haha, it's so fast, I don't believe you can still perform it.
The fourth attack... you are awesome!
The fifth attack...are you finished?
...
After the twenty-third large-scale bombing...there must be something wrong with this girl's human body structure! I'm numb, I love it, anyway, after I go back, I want to tell the master and find him to understand.
For the nth time...please give me a good time!
But he couldn't shout.
The bombing suddenly stopped, and Commander Zhuang raised his head with tears in his eyes and looked at the sky with red eyes.
"Finally, is it over?"
Suddenly, his chest hurt, and the tip of a long spear was pierced halfway in. Immediately afterwards, his physical strength and spiritual energy began to overflow crazily, and a strong feeling of weakness followed.
His eyelids began to tremble, and in the hazy world, there was a little girl in red with a tense and beautiful face, her hands tightly holding the handle of the gun, looking here warily.
Before he fainted, the rope around his body disappeared, and Zhuang Shuai felt an inexplicable sense of relief.
He raised his arms and murmured in a voice as thin as a mosquito's fly, "I...I admit defeat."
The venue was quiet at first, and after a long time, thunderous applause and cheers erupted.
"Win, win!"
"So perverted!"
"The strongest Qi refining period in history, I choose you!"
...
The little girl in red wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.
She found that this tall man was quite stubborn and quite durable.
In order to prevent accidents from happening, she almost exhausted all her spiritual power, and even used some of the spiritual power contained in the Bluestone Tablet Pojun Star, to successfully cover a large area with unlimited firepower.
Directly bombarding Commander Zhuang's mentality.
There was a surge of shouts in her ears. She raised her head and looked around. The faces of the disciples watching the battle were filled with admiration and shock, and they applauded like thunder.
The little girl was not immersed in the joy of victory and the cheers of the audience. She still had important things to do.
Zhuang Shuai had already fainted.
Mo Xiaoran had no choice but to pick him up, reach into his arms and dig around for a long time. He felt a hard object, took it out and saw that it was indeed the middle-grade spiritual stone.