abnabooks Chapter 139 Seeing One's Mind Clearly, Gu Xuancang's Strength
Chapter 139 Seeing One's Mind Clearly, Gu Xuancang's Strength
Meanwhile on the other side.
"Amitabha."
Accompanied by a loud and thick Buddha's chant, Shi Wuxiang, who was wearing a Gold cassock and had Gold eyebrows, slowly walked out of the woods.
On the opposite side, Di Yin's inner courtyard old birthday river's face instantly became extremely solemn.
"Shi Wuxiang..."
As someone who has seen Shi Yanyan's power and terror with his own eyes, Bai He is naturally more vigilant towards Shi Wuxiang who is stronger than Shi Yanyan.
This...should be much better than Dong Fang Yu, and maybe much better than Ye Chen, and he is the favorite to win the championship!
Shi Wuxiang looked at the tense and apprehensive Bai He and said with a smile: "Benefactor, the knockout round will last for 5 days."
"What's the meaning?"
Bai He frowned slightly, how can I not know the sky?
"The little monk will only make the benefactor unconscious for a moment, about 1 minute, and the benefactor will wake up within 1 minute, which will not affect the benefactor to continue to participate in the knockout round."
Shi Wuxiang's voice was calm, but with unbelievable confidence.
A cold look flashed in Bai He's eyes: "You really think you can beat me easily? Thinking too much!"
Before he finished speaking, white silk threads popped out from behind Bai He like spider webs.
Baihe's martial soul is magic gold silk, which is of extremely high quality among the five stars, and he is only one step away from entering the list of divine souls.
With all his strength, Bai He instantly mobilized 20 magic gold threads.
The White silk thread was woven into a large White net at an unbelievable speed of 890 and came towards Shi Wuxiang.
The huge net seemed to block all the routes of Shi Wuxiang, and under the shining of the sun, the magic gold thread exuded a dazzling light.
However, just when Dawang was about to hit Shi Wuxiang.
"Benefactor, offended."
Another Shi Wuxiang suddenly appeared behind Bai He.
Then the index finger lightly tapped the back of Bai He's head.
In an instant, a tyrannical soul power poured in, and Bai He's body was instantly paralyzed.
"Vori..."
Bai He suddenly fell into a great shock, how could this guy be so strong?
You know, Shi Wuxiang never possessed a martial soul from the beginning to the end!
And after Baihe fell down due to dizziness, Shi Wuxiang's avatar and main body in the distance merged into one.
"The little monk said that 1 minute must be 1 minute."
After saying this, Shi Wuxiang turned and left.
And the time is exactly 1 minute.
It's just that when Bai He woke up, Shi Wuxiang was no longer in sight.
the other side.
"Who are you?"
A young man in military uniform stared.
Opposite him is a handsome young man wearing a white long gown. His bright eyes and white teeth are as bright as stars, with a clarity that does not belong to this era.
"He Songjun from the Military University?"
The young man in long gown asked with a slight smile.
Strictly speaking, He Songjun is not a member of the inner court of the military university. He joined the regular army to fight in the second year after entering the inner court. Although he still retains his student status in the inner court, he is actually considered an iron-blooded soldier.
He Songjun smiled when he heard the words: "I know who you are, Gu Xuancang of the Holy Confucian Academy, right?"
"It's right down."
Gu Xuancang lowered his head slightly.
"What, do you want to fight?"
He Songjun clenched his fists slightly, and his upright figure was like a sharp sword inserted horizontally on the ground, with extreme sharpness and extreme coldness.
Gu Xuancang thought for a while and said with a smile: "Forget it, let's wait for the second round to fight again."
"Hehe, are you scared?"
He Songjun said with a half-smile.
He Songjun had heard of Gu Xuancang from the Holy Confucian Academy.
But He Songjun looked down on this kind of person from the bottom of his heart. It is a waste of resources to have such talent and strength not to join the army to serve the country, but to stay in a sect.
Gu Xuancang's white gown was blown by the breeze, and there was a slight smile in his clear eyes: "Forget it, people will always miss you if you are too strong. If that's the case, let's learn from each other."
He Songjun nodded with a smile.
The last time people from the three major ancient sects came, the inner courtyard of the military university suffered a crushing defeat.
Even Zhuang Yan, who was the number one person in the inner courtyard of the military university at that time, was defeated, which made He Songjun very unhappy and aggrieved.
But he had already left the inner court after all, so it was not easy to get involved in this matter.
Now that he has come to the Heavenly Kings Tournament, it happens to be a chance to face the even more powerful Gu Xuancang.
In the next moment, recall the army soul possessed.
A pair of gold and red gloves appeared in response, (bfeh) monstrous bloody breath rushed towards his face.
As the number one person in the inner courtyard of the military university, He Songjun is a true iron-blooded soldier, wandering and fighting on the front line of fighting spirit beasts all year round.
The number of soul beasts that died in his hands is unknown.
And He Songjun's Wuhun is the Wuhun Blood Slaughter Gauntlet, ranking 366 on the list of spirits.
The blood slaughter glove has a very famous feature, that is, the more kills, the stronger the combat effectiveness.
During He Songjun's long years of killing, the power of the Blood Slaughter Gauntlet has been brought to the extreme by Cui.
Off the court, countless audiences were excited after seeing this scene.
Gu Xuancang, the number one player in the Holy Confucian Academy, and He Songjun, the number one player in the Inner Academy of the Zhanjun, this is an early collision between the two favorites to win the championship.
Even the Nine Heavenly Kings cast their attention.
Obviously, he also wants to know whether He Songjun can make Gu Xuancang, who has the appearance of a saint, deflated.
In the arena.
Gu Xuancang smiled slightly.
"Ding."
Accompanied by a crisp buzzing sound, there was actually a navy blue Confucian crown on his head.
At the moment of wearing the Confucian crown, the scholarly spirit of the ancient Xuan Pagoda suddenly reached a new height.
He Songjun was slightly distracted, he felt that the person standing opposite him was not a student, but a sage and great Confucianist from the old era.
It is Kong Shengren who exudes awe-inspiring spirit.
"please."
Gu Xuancang's voice became a little ethereal, with the wisdom of seeing through the common people in his tone.
His martial soul is this Confucian crown, ranking 194 in the soul list, and its quality is extremely high.
He Songjun's expression was a little dignified, as expected, Gu Xuancang had already attached a fifth soul ring to the rumors.
The strength of level 51 instantly made He Songjun feel great pressure.
As for He Songjun himself, although he was only one level lower than Gu Xuancang, he actually had a feeling in his heart that I was doomed.
This made He Songjun's face change drastically.
He knew that he had fallen into a disadvantage psychologically.
"Drink!"
The next moment, He Songjun let out a low shout, and the four optimal ratio box rings emerged at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, He Songjun's Blood Slaughter Gauntlet glowed with light, and the sky behind him was reflected in blood!
On the opposite side, Gu Xuancang's whole body was full of white aura, with one white and one red showing a distinct trend.
"boom!"
He Songjun took the initiative to attack, and under the blessing of the fourth soul ring technique, He Songjun's speed instantly rose to an extremely terrifying level, and his combat power also more than doubled.
But just when He Songjun was about to approach Gu Xuancang.
Gu Xuancang's ethereal voice sounded: "Know your mind and see your nature.
The moment the voice fell, a scene that everyone did not expect appeared.
I saw that the terrifying aura on He Songjun's body disappeared instantly under the influence of these four words, and then the blood slaughter gloves on his fists also disappeared!
In a word, He Songjun's martial soul possessed state disappeared directly!
He Songjun's face changed drastically, and the figure that had just rushed to Gu Xuancang stopped quickly, with a look of horror and disbelief on his face.
As for Gu Xuancang, his expression was still calm: "Are you still fighting?".