Chapter 113: With a thunderous sword, Zhuge was defeated!
The two just entered.
Caused quite a stir.
The source was not the young woman killer Zhuge Qing, but Fu Rong.
to be exact.
It's the clothes she's wearing.
Fu Rong was wearing a custom-made outfit from the Wendao Club. It was navy blue with the words "Wendao Club" embroidered on the chest, and the phone number and address were written in conspicuous red on the vest.
Odd clothing is not a problem.
But you have to know that two people wearing the same uniform on stage in succession will inevitably attract attention.
The game is on now.
There were less than twenty people left who had not been eliminated.
The finalists are either from famous families or familiar faces in the extraordinary circle.
Such as the Lu family, the Wang family, Dongxiangzhuang, the Northeastern Clan, the Wuhou Clan...
Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao are strangers, but they are both employees of Nadoutong and official personnel.
What is the Wendao Club?
Both of the people sent out passed the auditions and won the next round of eliminations!
What new forces have emerged in the alien circle?
Several people from Yaoxing Society looked at each other.
The leading man in a suit asked suspiciously, "Wendao Club... do you know this organization?"
The two people behind him shook their heads: "Never heard of it."
"Let's check it out!"
"A new and powerful organization has emerged in the circle."
The man in the suit sighed and said, "We are journalists by profession, but we have no idea about this. We are so remiss!"
Boss review.
The two subordinates quickly agreed: "Yes!"
Most of the visitors in the spectator seats did not know the origin of the Wendao Club.
Except for the chairman of Tianxia Group.
Feng Zhenghao had heard about the fact that he was secretly cooperating with Zhang Mingdao in business.
He had no idea what Zhang Mingdao was up to, and he didn't want to have any more involvement with this arrogant man, so he simply remained silent.
The referee Rongshan signaled to start.
Zhuge Qing entered a state of preparation, took a step forward, and stomped his feet suddenly.
The invisible Qi spread out instantly, setting up a strange situation.
The game is on now.
The rest are young masters from various forces with considerable strength.
He could feel the sharp sword light on Fu Rong.
Facing a strange man who practices sword.
Only stupid people use fists and kicks to deal with it.
Zhuge Qing occupied the center of the Qi Bureau at the first opportunity to be prepared for any eventuality.
Fu Rong was not in good shape.
She accepted the teachings of Zhang Mingdao yesterday and felt uneasy.
The Luotian Grand Ceremony of the Zhengyi Sect is a well-known ceremony in the circle of extraordinary people, and people from all walks of life are invited to watch.
What's the difference between her cheating in a ceremony like this and breaking her promise by not being able to pay back the money!
Can Zhang Mingdao's methods really be hidden from Zhang Zhiwei, the Tongtian Taoist?
Fu Rong had some distracting thoughts in her mind and decided to try it with her own strength first.
Tiptoe lightly.
The whole person shot out quickly, the long sword shook slightly, and three sword winds were cut out.
"Wow!"
Wang also gave up and became a complete tourist, praising: "It's really rare, even a master of the sword immortal path has appeared."
"pity."
Zhang Mingdao disagreed with Fu Rong's choice: "She was a bit indecisive."
The two men fought, as if they were facing off against each other.
The calculating warlock has the upper hand in a battle of just enough points.
If Fu Rong used her full strength, the outcome would still be uncertain, but as long as she had the mentality of competing, it would be difficult for her to defeat Zhuge Qing.
Not to mention that she didn't activate the Thunder Opening Technique.
Just as Zhang Mingdao expected.
Zhuge Qing set up a strange strategy and calculated the routes of the three sword winds, and escaped easily, leaving Fu Rong, who was looking for an opportunity to pursue him, empty-handed.
Fu Rong was about to engage in close combat, but Zhuge Qing decisively pulled her away.
All kinds of strange magic tricks to confuse the face.
The Kun character is filled with flowing rocks that block the road; the Xun character is filled with wind ropes that harass people; the Kan character is filled with water bombs that attack people.
Fu Rong had great sword skills but nowhere to use them. She struggled to fend off the constantly splashing high-speed water bullets, and most of her clothes were soaked.
"you!"
Fu Rong's face was filled with anger.
Zhuge Qing's fox face showed a wicked smile: "Kanzi, Dongbo!"
He pointed with his hand.
The pure white mist spread out in a cone shape.
The water droplets in the air instantly formed rime and fell down.
Fu Rong had no time to dodge, the water on her clothes froze into ice crystals, and she shivered. She quickly mobilized her true Qi to protect her body, barely keeping her health from deteriorating.
Zhuge Qing didn't have a single killer skill, but his continuous and interconnected techniques made Fu Rong feel overwhelmed and exhausted.
The battle was fierce until here.
Fu Rong knew it very well.
She must act quickly to have a chance of winning.
As for whether using external force would affect the fairness of the fight.
She no longer cared.
Everyone knows that usury is bad, but it should be used only as a last resort.
Unfortunately.
Even if Fu Rong wanted to use all her strength, she still couldn't find an opportunity to do so.
When she faced Zhuge Qing, it was like facing a slippery porcupine covered in thorns. She had no idea where to start.
"Bah!"
The sword wind broke through the air and attacked.
Zhuge Qing displayed his foresight and dodged calmly.
The sword wind slashed the ground, leaving two crossed sword marks.
The opportunity that Fu Rong had finally seized was missed again, and it was Zhuge Qing's turn to control the situation again.
The situation has completely tipped to the other side of the scale.
In the spectator seats.
Zhang Chulan was surprised and had a headache: "I will run into this god in two more games. How will I fight him then?"
Zhuge Qing's methods are complicated and he has calculated everything, which is best suited to people like him who have a weak foundation and rely on strange tricks to win.
Feng Baobao gave a witty answer: "How about burying him in the back hills?"
Zhang Chulan agreed: "Bury it deeper."
Zhuge Qing had the upper hand on the field, and almost no one doubted that he was about to win.
Deng Youfu, the successor of the swordsman, could not help but frown: "Deng Youcai, do you feel that the temperament of the swordsman has changed?"
"We're going to fight to the death!"
Deng Youcai quickly drank the pickled cabbage noodle soup and glanced at the battle situation: "We have been suppressed for the whole game, it's time to use our best tricks!"
"That's not what I meant."
Deng Youfu looked confused: "Her mental strength is like a completely different person."
Off the court.
Zhuge Qing showed a serious look for the first time.
The smooth and oppressive attack came to an abrupt halt like a stuck gear.
The two just looked at each other.
Zhuge Qing immediately realized that something was wrong.
The opponent's eyes were free of distractions, without thoughts or fears, and were extremely aggressive.
His action pattern was completely different from before. Faced with tentative obstructions, he actually used his injuries to buy time and rushed straight towards him.
Thoughts intertwined.
Zhuge Qing cursed inwardly as "madman" and decisively gave up the attack and switched to a defensive position.
The Qimen magic is in line with the way of heaven and earth, and includes various magic techniques. If you hold on to this wave, you can blunt the swordsman's edge!
At this time.
Fu Rong paused and held the sword at an angle.
The Qi in the body circulates in a strange route, sparking tiny flashes of lightning in various parts of the body.
The lightning lines connected into pieces, like a star map in the sky.
Qi flowed through his body and gathered on the sword, emitting a dazzling flash of electric light.
"!!!"
Zhuge Qing suddenly felt a palpitation, his scalp numbed with fright, and he immediately jumped left and right in the Qimen Bureau, using magic techniques to protect himself in various directions.
"Kun Zi Tu He Che!"
"The merits of the incense and sandalwood of the word Xun!"
"Gen word Kunlun!"
He set up several defensive spells in succession and breathed a sigh of relief, but then he saw a sword of lightning descending from the sky.
The air was extremely heavy.
Zhuge Qing faced the sword light, like an ant trapped in amber, unable to move.
The sword light suddenly fell.
Consciousness is shattered.
All that was left in the field of vision was the mighty lightning.
The angry thunder rose high in the sky and brought down divine punishment, cleansing the heaven and earth.
Heaven and earth do not exist.
The world is eclipsed.
Zhuge Qing was distracted for a moment.
The carefully constructed defense line was like a piece of paper, instantly reduced to dust in the face of a world-destroying disaster.
When he came to his senses, he found himself slumped on the ground, covered in cold sweat.
A middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe stood in front of her and blocked Fu Rong's sword with thunder magic.
(End of this chapter)