Xiaosan poked her cute little head out of Siyu's arms, opened her sleepy eyes, and looked confusedly at the noisy crowd around her.
It turned out that on the way to Luojia, Xiaosan had shrunk her body and got into Siyu's arms and fell asleep. Now she was awakened by the sound outside, and then she reluctantly got out and looked around in confusion.
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Siyu took the mistress out of his arms, carefully placed it on the ground, and whispered to it: "Go out and play, I'll find you later."
Everyone saw the golden ball of flesh on the ground, which was less than the size of a palm, and said "Hmm~", and then its body quickly expanded like an inflated balloon. It didn't stop until it grew to the size of a baby.
He jumped out of the crowd and quickly rushed out of the yard.
The small interlude caused the crowd of people shouting below to suddenly quiet down. The golden meat ball turned out to be a fat cow with a pig nose, and it was very fast. Its fat body did not affect its speed at all. Just now
The figure it rushed out actually turned into a golden thread. At this speed alone, it was probably faster than a cultivator at the divine stage.
"Oh my god, what kind is that?" A person at the bottom shouted, which immediately attracted the support of countless people.
Siyu's face turned green, and the intimidation he had just created was ruined by Xiaosan's appearance. Fortunately, after a while, the crowd's attention was once again drawn back by Qian Tian's humming voice.
Siyu was like a warrior, standing arrogantly on the ring, his stern eyes scanning the crowd below coldly, like...a god looking down at people.
As if those eyes had infinite magic power in an instant, the people under the ring were instantly ignited by Siyu. Under the silent provocation, the men went completely crazy. They took out their badges and threw them at
At the referee's seat next to the ring, people scrambled to climb onto the ring.
The referee, who was almost buried under the badge, immediately woke up after a brief absence and shouted at the restless crowd: "Challengers can only play one-on-one, and those who violate the rules will be directly disqualified."
The referee's voice had some effect, and the chaotic crowd suddenly regained control. However, for Siyu, the referee was simply doing a disservice.
"I'll come first!" A monk separated the crowd and jumped up, "Boy, you are very arrogant. I will come to meet you next. I am a closed disciple of the great abbot of White Horse Temple in Dapeng Mountain. My dharma name is..."
The monk announced his home in a long speech, followed by another impassioned speech. Siyu lazily patted the yawn on the side of his mouth, waved his hand impatiently, and cut off the monk's eloquence: "Is that enough?
If you want to fight, fight, there is so much nonsense."
"I..." The monk's face turned red and he raised the sledgehammer in his hand angrily, dancing like a madman and making an airtight shadow of the hammer.
"What a murderous aura!" Siyu frowned, feeling unhappy in his heart. Siyu had a deep impression of the monks, but he also had some understanding of them. Monks should be a group of benevolent people who save all sentient beings.
It is our duty to spread Buddhism and guide the souls of the dead to the Pure Land of Eternal Happiness, and to enter the Tao. Generally speaking, monks' cultivation is easier than that of ordinary people, and their power is full of peace, and they are recognized as the power closest to God. But now
The monk in front of him had no such kind of compassionate heart and peaceful power. Although he was not evil, his murderous intent was undisguised, which made Siyu very dissatisfied.
For such an opponent, Siyu directly chose to give up... giving up the qualification to become his opponent.
"Wow..." The crowd watching the battle below suddenly exploded. Facing the monk's hammering skills, the young man in colorful clothes not only remained calm, but also closed his eyes nonchalantly and put his arms behind his back.
"What does he want to do...don't he use his hands to deal with that monk?" "He doesn't even use his eyes. Where did this guy come from? He's so arrogant!"...
Seeing Siyu's posture, the monk's face turned even redder, and an inexplicable impulse surged in his heart. Being despised by Siyu, the monk completely burst out with his killing intent. Even the people under the ring could feel the blood flowing from the monk's hands.
The smell of blood came out. With a roar, the monk attacked with a sledgehammer. At this moment, the monk just wanted to smash the young man in front of him into a pulp to relieve his anger.
Siyu's thin lips curled up in a small arc. The arena was only about ten meters long, so the battle was destined to happen in the blink of an eye. She seemed to be raising her left leg slowly, but it was blocking the monk's path.
.Seeing Siyu's "careless" raising of his left leg, the monk was overjoyed. The sledgehammer in his hand seemed to have eyes. He immediately changed its direction and hit Siyu's left leg. When his hammer was about to get close,
When he hit the target, the leg in front of him suddenly lost its shadow. The next moment, a black shadow appeared in the monk's eyes. The black shadow hit his chest heavily with a strong wind. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the monk's heavy body collapsed.
It flew out, and the monk's eyes went dark in the air, and he fainted completely.
There was another sudden change of speed, and Siyu took two shots. With his own physical strength and strong control of his body, he directly swept two cultivators with good cultivation out of the ring.
But the strength shown by Siyu did not shake the competitive spirit of the group at all. He threw the badges on the referee's table, and then jumped onto the ring desperately... After five seconds, the guy who jumped on the ring was destined to fly out.
The ring fell to the ground. In just two seconds, there were no less than a hundred people on it, but no one could hold on for five seconds. Everyone met the same end... He was hit by the young man in colorful clothes.
Hit the body, then flew backwards, fainted in the audience.
However, everyone soon discovered that the young master in colorful clothes did not kill anyone. Those who were beaten away had at most suffered some trauma and fainted. With the physique of a cultivator, they could recover after lying down for two days at most. Some unlucky ones
The guy only broke two bones. So far, no one has died in the hands of the young man in colorful clothes. This is why the group of people still jumped on the stage despite continuous failures.
The reason. It is precisely because of Mr. Caiyi's soft heart that this group of people have suffered repeated defeats.
The current Master Caiyi is holding a dark golden Coiling Dragon Stick. A faint purple energy is attached to the Coiling Dragon Stick. Every time the stick is struck, a figure can be knocked away. No one can survive under the stick of Master Caiyi.
Five seconds, and the cultivation level of Mr. Caiyi is even more unfathomable. Although the purple zhenqi is very weak, even a cultivator in the distraction stage cannot take a hard blow. For a moment, Mr. Caiyi's
The image became extremely high, but there was still an endless stream of people jumping on the stage. Soon, the abnormality of the 43rd stage attracted contestants from other stages, and many people ran over from a distance to admire the stage.
"Performance" on.
One stick smashed the blue-light sword in the opponent's hand, and at the same time, the Tianlong stick folded in the air, and the tip of the stick served as a thorn, hitting the opponent's chest, and knocking the opponent away without any delay... The 108th person, Siyu Zhu
Holding the Tianlong Staff, the breath in his chest was a little confusing. The long-term battle consumed a lot of Qi in his body. Even with his cultivation level, he began to look tired. But there is no doubt that Siyu is the most powerful.
Defeating one hundred players in a row within an hour not only set a record, but also greatly enhanced Siyu's reputation. Now no one in the Luo Family Courtyard knows how powerful the young man in colorful clothes is. Of course, while people admire him
, and also aroused the desire to defeat Siyu.
Seeing another challenger drop his badge, Siyu quickly asked the referee for a truce. According to the regulations, the challenged person can ask for a rest after the end of a challenge. This is also a rule set for the sake of fairness.
In fact, it's not that Siyu can't fight anymore. He was also letting off steam in the challenge just now. Otherwise, according to Siyu's strength, he can completely resolve a battle in two seconds. But he feels that he has completed the task today. According to his own speed, it is estimated that
You can get the name card tomorrow, and there is still plenty of time. There is no need for Siyu to be so shocking. It is better to save some strength at the critical moment.
Watching Siyu jump off the ring, many people had disappointed looks in their eyes, but they still tacitly opened a spacious passage for Siyu... This is the treatment of a king. On the battlefield, this group of people all respect
Siyu was filled with deep admiration. In the eyes of everyone, this young master in Caiyi not only had a very high level of cultivation, but also had a good character and a kind heart. Those who were defeated by him only suffered a few slights at most.
He was injured and temporarily lost his combat effectiveness. Facing such a powerful and benevolent "enemy", Siyu naturally won the hearts of the people.