Chapter 844: Qinglian Fawei

As a hostile person, Yang Tianxuan certainly didn't want Zong Yuan to continue to win the spot. So when Zong Yuan put forward such a condition, he immediately moved in his heart, do you want to accept it? The opposite of interest is risk, and there is only such a place on the side of the saint. If he loses, he can't ask the Lord. Confess, but if he doesn't agree, he feels unwilling again.
After turning several thoughts in his mind, he seemed to have made up his mind. His eyes flickered and took a deep look at the Xiao, who understood what he meant, his face suddenly turned pale, and he nodded invisibly. Then he glared at Zong Yuan resentfully, and sternly said: "Okay, I accept your challenge. Those who lose will serve as servants for life and give up the competition for places in this genius conference!"
Zong Yuan was a little surprised. What he said just now was just to blow the confidence of the other party, but he did not expect that he would accept it. This made him vigilant, the other party dared to take such a big risk, it must have a very big chance of winning, but what is his backing?
In the audience, Zhang Jun also showed a look of worry.He kept observing the god's filial piety with the eyes of the Buddha, and found no abnormalities.The same doubts as Zongyuan grew in his heart.What is his dependence?
Although he couldn't figure it out, Zhang Jun didn't dare to be careless. He glanced in Qinglian's direction and saw that she had just finished a fight and was preparing for the next round of battle. He immediately beckoned to Qinglian, she nodded slightly and walked quickly. The master and apprentice murmured a few words in a low voice, before Qinglian walked towards Zongyuan.
At this moment, Zong Yuan was confronting others and saw Qinglian coming up suddenly. He seemed to understand something and said with a smile: "Wife, are you worried that I can't beat this waste?"
Qinglian smiled shyly, suddenly approached and kissed Zong Yuan's lips. Taking this opportunity, a powerful life force penetrated into Zong Yuan's body through his lips, and lurked.
Qinglian's magical power is called "life magical power", which she possessed after refining life gems. This kind of magical power can instantly enhance a person's combat effectiveness, and can quickly heal a person's injuries. She had previously been instructed by Zhang Jun to secretly apply magical powers to Zong Yuan to help him secure victory in the next battle.
"Kiss more, because you are about to become a dead person!" The warrior said fiercely.
After Qinglian stepped down, Zong Yuan turned around and smiled, and said, "I know you have a killer, but it's useless to me!"
"Kill!" The warrior filial piety yelled, and his body slammed into Zong Yuan like a cannonball, and his body burst out with brilliant brilliance, the wind and thunder were both powerful and powerful. A gust of wind swept across, his palm turned into dozens of fist shadows, and each fist shadow had the lethality of broken gold and cracked stones.
"Awesome! His speed is too fast and his strength is too strong, making each of his boxing shadows so powerful that even adult half-step magicians may not be able to take it!" Someone exclaimed.
Zhang Jun has been seeing through the eyes of the Buddha. At this time, he saw the body of the warrior Xiao, suddenly a violent energy burst out instantly, and the knocks spewed out with his punches. So that the power of his every punch attack was more than doubled at once. In this case, if Zong Yuan rashly confronted him, he would inevitably be loud and even seriously injured.
"Go all out!" Zhang Jun said softly.
With a move in Zong Yuan's heart, the supernatural power that Qinglian crossed into his body also began to explode. In an instant, he felt that his body was full of energy, and his combat power had increased by 30%. What's more incredible was that his spiritual power had at least doubled! When the opponent's fist was about to hit, he suddenly urged his heart disk technique to disturb the opponent's mind.
The advantage of the warrior is physical tyranny and strong genes, but their mental power is weak. This disadvantage can be seen from the previous defeat of another warrior Xiao in the mental power test. However, Zongyuan's mind-disc technique is not under Zhang Jun, and even the blue is better than blue. As if a bolt of lightning pierced into the consciousness, this warrior staggered, and the infinite move came to an abrupt end, and his successor was powerless.
Zhang Jun’s Heart Disk Technique was obtained from the Nanyang Yuan Family. The inheritance of the Yuan family comes from Yuan Tiangang, this mind-playing technique is extremely mysterious and can manipulate people's hearts. Especially after Xiaolongnv returned to real life, she repeatedly calculated this technique and sublimated it on the original basis. The mind disk technique used by Zong Yuan now is very different from that used by Zhang Jun in the past, and its power has increased a lot.
No matter how powerful it is, this warrior filial piety can't use it, because his consciousness appears blank for an instant. Zong Yuan seized this time, his iron fist blasted out and hit the opponent's chest fiercely.
"Crack!"
The filial sternum of the warrior filial piety burst, his five internal organs were damaged, he snorted, and fell off the stage like a broken kite. At this moment, his face was full of despair, and he did not dare to look in the direction of Yang Tianxuan. But Yang Tianxuan trembled all over, his face was gloomy as if it was about to rain, and he clenched his fists severely.
"Then I was defeated before it had time to explode, it, it!" He roared in his heart, wishing to rush up immediately and beat Zong Yuan to death with a palm.
After defeating his opponent, Zong Yuan took a look in the direction of Yang Tianxuan, with a harmless smile on his face, and then said to Zhang Jun: "Dad, don't be beaten to death by me, but take him as a servant."
Zhang Jun smiled and walked over happily. First, I tapped Xiao's head one by one, and the biochip hidden in the nerve was broken with a "click". Without the biochip, Shengjiao will no longer be able to control him. Later, he called Qinglian again, and quickly stabilized Xiao's injury with the supernatural power of life and his supreme medical skills.
Zong Yuan stood aside and smiled and said to him: "You will be my person in the future, and you will no longer have any relationship with Shengjiao. Don't worry, the chip in your body has failed, Shengjiao can no longer control you in the future."
The filial piety was stunned. The most important aspect of his loyalty to the holy religion is the role of biochips. Biochips can not only monitor their thinking and state, but also affect their minds and have a brainwashing influence. Under this influence, every warrior is brave and loyal. Without the chip now, his mind suddenly became clear.
The thoughts in his mind turned a thousand times, he nodded lightly, but still did not dare to look in the direction of Yang Tianxuan. Zong Yuan said lightly: "Don't be afraid, follow me to drink spicy food, the person named Yang Tianxuan is almost like a fart to the young master."
Yang Tianxuan saw this scene from a distance, and his lungs were blown up. The Shengjiao had spent an unimaginable amount to cultivate such a ninth-level who was under ten years old, and he was actually won. He hummed heavily and shouted: "You can't count the gambling games!"
"Don't count?" Zhang Jun's eyes were cold, and he swept towards Yang Tianxuan coldly, "Yang Tianxuan, even though I know that your holy sect people are shameless, I didn't expect to be so shameless! If you didn't acquiesce, This kid dares to accept the gambling? If he can't afford to lose, then don't bet. Since he has gambled, he must be willing to accept the bet!
"Humph!" Yang Tianxuan did not flinch, "This important matter is related to the fairness of the game, and twelve seniors will be invited to judge!"
The twelve manifested saints have been watching silently. After listening to Yang Tianxuan's words, a middle-aged Confucian dressed in a blue shirt, wide robe and large sleeves said calmly: "With a word, it is difficult to chase a horse."
Li Daojun nodded slightly, and said, "If you don't stand by credibility, you don't need to say more."
A skinny old monk opened his eyes slightly, he didn't say anything, just sighed softly. But everyone can understand what he meant, and the old Zen master is obviously inclined to Zhang Jun's side. Both Shengjiao and Zhang Jun belong to the three religions, and it is natural that they are not easy to intervene in their fighting. After all, it is good for them to lose one competitor.
The three big Middle-earth bears all expressed their views, and even if Yang Tianxuan was brave enough, he didn't dare to object anymore, he could only give Zhang Jun a bitter look. And the warrior Xiao Xiao was also clever, seeing that the situation was set, he ignored his injuries and got up and bowed to Zong Yuan: "See Master!"
Zong Yuan grinned: "Yes, you won't regret following me. I think your qualifications are good, and you might be able to go further on the road of spiritual practice in the future."
After the battle, there were several battles. Qinglian on the other side finally met the tall white filial piety. This person is a Roman Catholic and powerful.
The tall white man had a filial look on his face. He touched his chin and said with a strange smile: "Little girl, are you that kid's wife?"
The white man's filial piety is very lame, and it sounds very blunt. Although these filial piety are all natural wonders and great wisdom, it is troublesome to learn a language, so although they all master multiple languages, they are only rough and their pronunciation is not standard.
Listening to the other's weird tone, Qinglian responded in a standard Italian: "Your Chinese is bad, so let's speak your mother tongue."
The white filial piety felt very shameless, his face sank, and said, "Now, it's time for us to fight. How do you think I should clean up you?"
"I should ask you this. You have been fighting Brother Zongyuan's idea, and I will not agree to it." Qinglian said calmly, "If you choose to admit defeat now, I can let you step down gracefully."
"Joke!" The white man Xiao reveals the tattoo on his arm, which is a series of complicated runes. "I have only three tricks, three tricks to defeat you!"
Qinglian was not angry, and said calmly: "I will not lose."
With a move of her mind, the nine senses revolve. As a result of achieving half-step magical powers, her seventh consciousness has been completely transformed into equal knowledge, and the first six consciousnesses have also been transformed into wisdom. Wisdom is also a kind of spiritual power and possesses great power.
In a trance, the tall white filial piety was suddenly cut off with five senses and six senses. His eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, and consciousness were all cut off. He can't see, hear, smell, taste, touch, or even without his own will, and suddenly becomes a zombie.
As soon as this technique came out, even Zhang Jun was shocked, his eyes suddenly opened, and said: "The power of six senses!"
Hei Ba 郎 also flashed a strange light, praised: "Amazing! Qing Lian just learned the Yuan family's mind-playing technique, so he can play it on the spot and bring the wisdom of the six senses into full play."
"Amitabha!"
The whole body was bathed in golden light, and the Zen Master Huan Kong, who had been closing his eyebrows and closing his eyes, proclaimed the Buddha's name and said to Li Daojun, "If you are born with the nine senses, if you enter my Buddhism, you will be able to magnify the Dharma."
Li Daojun smiled slightly: "Monk, you will die of this heart, she is my Dao Sect disciple."
Zen Master Huan Kong also smiled slightly: "This baby girl has a root of wisdom. Once she activates the eighth consciousness, she can ignite other people's karma. At that time, under Daluo, no one can suppress her."
Li Daojun looked cold, and said coldly: "Monk, you'd better not make an idea, otherwise I will demolish your ruined temple."
"Amitabha, fellow Daoists are worrying too much!" The monk quickly stated his position.
The tall white boy was cut off from his six senses, his access to the outside world was closed, and his mind suddenly fell into endless fear. Qinglian calmly walked to him, took out the lipstick and struck a big red cross on his face. After she retreated, the white filial piety was reconnected by the interrupted six senses. He suddenly yelled and wanted to attack Qinglian viciously.
At this moment, the verdict came out: Xuanhuang Xiaojie, Qinglian won two points, and the Roman Catholic Church lost two points.
The white Xiao Binli waved his fist severely, and then walked down the stage dejectedly. However, he was lucky. Just after fighting Qinglian, the next opponent was Zong Yuan. Zong Yuan and Qing Lian were in the same group, so the anger that had just accumulated was transferred to the former, and he shouted at Zong Yuan: "I want to kill you!"
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