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Wu Manshuang sat aside with her eyes closed and rested, then she took out a bottle of blood-replenishing pills from her storage bag and ate them slowly.

Yan Luoyue specially packed out two small boxes of similar commonly used pills.

The box was filled with various porcelain bottles and boxes, which contained various pills and ointments.

The same type of medicine, placed in the same location, she and Wu Manshuang each had a box.

Yan Luoyue calls this a home medicine box.

She usually had a lot of creative ideas when naming things, but in a place like this her names were quite conventional.

Under the white veil, Wu Manshuang lowered her eyelids and thought of the word "home use". Suddenly, she couldn't help but curled the corners of her lips.

Although the pill tastes bitter, it tastes sweet in my mouth.

...Hey, wait, it seems to be sweet?

Wu Man Shuang was visibly stunned for a moment, then took out a pill from the sky-blue porcelain bottle.

He just didn't care and just took a handful from the medicine bottle and ate it. Now he took it in his palm and looked at it carefully and found that the blood-replenishing pill was clearly coated with a layer of sugar.

“…”

After a slight pause, Wu Manshuang turned her gaze to the home medicine box beside her.

He opened each medicine bottle in the small box one by one and found that the various pills were almost all covered with a thin layer of sugar shell.

Sugar coating will cover the color and smell of the pills, making it impossible for customers to distinguish the quality of the pills. Shops selling pills will naturally not do such a thing.

Well, the person who secretly gave him the sugar-coated pill must be that one person.

In fact, Wu Manshuang is not afraid of hardship, just like he is never afraid of pain.

But before he tasted the bitterness and cut the knife to drain the blood, someone thought of his suffering and pain.

It is like an ordinary stone, nothing special at first. But because of its sharp edges, it always cuts the feet of passers-by.

But if someone picked up this stone, washed it, wiped it clean, wrapped it in silk and soft cotton, and put it in a box inlaid with pearls and small gems, then the stone itself would feel that it had become precious.

Holding the small blood-replenishing pill coated with sugar, Wu Man Shuang could almost imagine Yan Luoyue lighting the fire and performing a series of beautiful hand gestures to make the sugar liquid roll evenly over the outer shell of each pill.

It's like picking up a piece of missed time inadvertently, or like opening a secret treasure box hidden in the past.

At this moment, the sweetness that Wu Manshuang actually tasted was even sweeter than the sugar coating on the pill's shell.

He glanced quietly in the direction of Yan Luoyue, only to see that he was half squatting and half sitting not far away, concentrating on dealing with Senior Brother Kang's manta ray magic weapon.

This big manta ray has a beautiful and graceful appearance, and Yan Luoyue likes it very much.

It was just sprayed with energy by the rolling demon, and was hit by the aftermath, which damaged the key components inside.

Yan Luoyue checked and found that he had all the necessary materials, so he could refine and repair them now. He decided to do it in one go and restore the giant manta ray to health again.

On the other hand, she was also waiting for the rolling demon to weaken and die so that she could cut the materials.

Junior Brother Wu and Junior Sister Yan, one is resting and the other is working.

Kang Bashui looked around and found that there was no one he could help with, so he walked away.

While he was keeping watch, he opened the communication stone to send a message to Yuan Feiyu.

Yuan Feiyu responded to the call very quickly, but his tone was even quicker than usual.

"I'm learning sword skills. What's the important matter, Senior Brother Kang?" After a pause, Yuan Feiyu responded, "By the way, Junior Sister Dayan and Junior Brother Wu are with you. Did they encounter any problems?"

...Isn't this a quick reaction? It sounds like you have a good relationship with Junior Sister Yan and Junior Brother Wu.

If that's the case, then how could he describe the image of his junior brother wizard in such a misleading way? !

Kang Bashui took a breath and confirmed with Yuan Feiyu again:

"You told me before that you, my wizard brother, have a bit of a delicate personality and cannot stand the sight of blood, right?"

"Not bad." Yuan Feiyu answered very firmly.

His voice was as clear and decisive as when every swordsman answered the question of how many spirit stones he had accumulated at the end of the month, and he gave a "zero" with dignity.

Kang Bashui: “…”

Yuan Feiyu continued to ask: "Why, did Junior Brother Wu make you angry?"

He even sincerely said two good words for Wu Manshuang:

"Actually, apart from this, Junior Brother Wu is a very good person. The beautiful sword formation he made, the Firefly Forest Light, is both beautiful and stable. It is said that it can even attract real fireflies in the middle of the night..."

Kang Bashui: “…”

Kang Bashui reminded Yuan Feiyu: "Brother Yuan, have you ever thought that Brother Wu's 'cannot see blood' is not the same as 'cannot see blood'?"

Yuan Feiyu was surprised: "Ah?"

Kang Bashui closed his eyes and asked in a very sad tone: "Is it possible that Brother Wu is not afraid of seeing blood, but is afraid that you will see blood?"

Yuan Feiyu was simply confused: "Ah?"

Kang Bashui continued his three-hit combo, with a hint of sadness in his voice:

"That is to say, Junior Brother Yuan - Junior Brother Wu is mainly worried that he will do something bad to you after seeing blood. You have never realized this, right?"

Yuan Feiyu stood up in shock: "Ah???"

He subconsciously widened his eyes and was about to ask about the details when the sound in his ears suddenly disappeared.

After taking a closer look, Yuan Feiyu discovered that Senior Brother Kang was like an unscrupulous boss who was always trying to make money for others.

After leaving behind this itchy suspense, he decisively cut off the call!

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

Senior Brother Kang’s manta ray was not difficult to repair, and Yan Luoyue completed his task in a short while.

Calling Senior Brother Kang over, Yan Luoyue drove the giant manta ray into the sky for another flight. He nodded confidently, confirming that this manta ray magic weapon could fly for another two hundred years.

Teng took action, and Yan Luoyue finally started to deal with the rolling demon.

Dead rolling demons will not secrete disgusting mucus, which greatly reduces the difficulty of Yan Luoyue's cutting work.

But the body of this rolling demon is too huge.

Even though it had been compressed to less than one meter in diameter due to the corrosion of Wu Man Shuang's blood, the various things originally wrapped inside had not been reduced in the slightest.

Yan Luoyue frowned and carefully cut open the round demon layer by layer.

She pushed aside the discarded magic tools that had been digested and left with a layer of rust after being rolled into the body of the rolling demon, and put aside the various fresh corpses of monsters in the body of the rolling demon.

Yan Luoyue's goal is to get the round magic heart in the middle.

However, the next second, the Crow's Cry Fire on her waist suddenly popped out.

It’s the ink-colored one—the shadow of a solitary wild goose.

"Mo Mo?" Yan Luoyue called out in surprise.

The ink-colored flame jumped for a moment, and then, like a flying bird, it gracefully landed on a piece of the rolling demon's flesh, and began to burn inside relentlessly.

That piece of flesh was just cut open by Yan Luoyue and thrown aside casually.

"...Mo Mo?" Yan Luoyue called out strangely again.

The complexion of this giant rolling demon was murky and dirty. After being poisoned by Wu Manshuang's blood, its skin and flesh were even more smokey and it was almost impossible to see what was inside.

For example, now the lonely shadow is persevering, like a little bird stretching its head towards the burning flesh, inside which are buried many shadowy dark shadows.

Yan Luoyue thought about it, then suddenly opened the other straw weaving around her waist and let Fanfen out.

Fenfen was obviously not as sharp as Momo. After it jumped out, it realized that the straw mat next to it was empty. It was immediately overjoyed and lowered its head to drill into Momo's straw mat, so as to perform a cuckoo occupying the magpie's nest.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Momo jumped a little when he noticed Fenfen's movement, but he still kept a calm and composed attitude and continued to concentrate on burning the e-cigarette.

Yan Luoyue had no choice but to manually carry Fanfen to Momo's side. This time, Fanfen seemed to realize something was wrong.

Xiaobudingdian's peach blossom fire jumped up like a chicken with blood, and he and Momo were on the left and right, aiming very clearly at the same area.

Hmm...

This time, Yan Luoyue seemed to understand something.

Perhaps because they were afraid of damaging the contents inside, Fenfen and Momo were cooked very carefully and slowly, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was like cooking a soup over a low fire.

Yan Luoyue lifted the two flames apart and cut into them layer by layer with a knife, observing the reactions of the two flames as he cut.

At a certain moment, Mo Mo jumped exceptionally high, as if he was about to flap his little flaming wings and fly up. Yan Luoyue knew that this must be it.

After cutting out the two-inch-long stick and separating it from the filthy flesh and blood of the Rolling Demon, Yan Luoyue finally saw the true face of this thing.

It was a short branch that looked ordinary, but for some reason Yan Luoyue felt a sense of familiarity.

At this moment, Momo and Fenfen were very excited, and they danced up and down around Yan Luoyue and the thin little wooden stick.

But Yan Luoyue couldn't help but stare at it in a daze.

The material of this branch...if Yan Luoyue remembered correctly, she had seen one exactly the same before.

Just a few years ago, in the secret room of the Lu family, Jiang Tingbai also found such a branch from under the flesh of the alien demon.

This is not an ordinary branch... its true identity is the Moonlit Tree!

…

Because of this shocking discovery, the communication among the disciples was temporarily interrupted.

Wu Manshuang and Senior Brother Kang stayed at the second seal and did not go deeper. They just guarded the seal to prevent the emergence of a second giant rolling demon.

Yan Luoyue drove the small flying saucer, turned the boat around, and drove all the way back to Guiyuan Sect, while keeping in touch with Wu Manshuang.

The magic weapon circled the peak and finally stopped at the foot of Luoluo Peak.

Ji Qinghong was dressed in green, with his three thousand strands of soft white hair tied behind his head. His red eyes were full of interest as he directed the relevant disciples to install a new monument for their peak.

Yan Luoyue took a quick look and found that their Radish Peak was now renamed "Four Pit Peaks".

Yan Luoyue: “…”

There is one pit for each radish, and Ji Qinghong happened to have four apprentices, so of course there were four pits.

As for Ji Qinghong himself - haha, he obviously didn't consider himself as one of the radishes.

Although Yan Luoyue could agree with Ji Qinghong's naming idea, she always felt that other people might have different interpretations of the name of this new peak.

Seeing Yan Luoyue suddenly turn back during the conversation, Ji Qinghong smiled and waved at her.

"Why are you back?"

Yan Luoyue got straight to the point: "Master, I have an important discovery."

Ji Qinghong's smile faded slightly, and he asked, "Didn't Xiao Wu come back with you?"

"He didn't, he stayed there and stared..."

Before Yan Luoyue finished speaking, Ji Qinghong nodded: "I see, you two have separated. It seems that the situation is indeed very urgent."

Yan Luoyue: “?”

Ji Qinghong took Yan Luoyue's hand and pulled her aside. He casually set up a barrier formation and said to Yan Luoyue:

"Okay, tell me."

Yan Luoyue told Ji Qinghong everything that had just happened, and handed the branch of the Luoyue tree to Ji Qinghong.

...Somehow, when handing over the branch, Yan Luoyue actually felt a slight reluctance in her heart, as if she was reluctant to give the branch away.

Fortunately, the stagnation was very slight and she didn't seem to be holding on to it.

However, Ji Qinghong seemed to notice something and glanced at Yan Luoyue extra.

After taking the Luoyue Wood, Ji Qinghong gave Yan Luoyue a few more instructions and then turned and left.

Judging from the direction, he seemed to be heading towards the sect master's peak.

After reporting this matter, Yan Luoyue felt relieved and slowly exhaled.

She walked towards the newly replaced Johor Bahru Monument.

Before, Yan Luoyue was busy looking for Ji Qinghong to do a report and did not read it carefully.

Now that I'm closer, I realize that there are actually a few stick figure drawings carved at the very bottom of the stone tablet.

They are a sword, a pen, a turtle and a snake.

Yan Luoyue pondered for a moment, then remained silent for a moment.

——That is to say, as the only human being in the entire sect, Jiang Tingbai’s life is so difficult.

Master, you can’t just remember that Senior Brother Jiang is a sword practitioner!

At least draw a person on it!

Sighing, Yan Luoyue pulled out his dagger and prepared to add a stickman next to the sword to create an image of someone holding a sword.

Just when Yan Luoyue finished the last stroke, someone with a sword suddenly flew down from behind him.

Yan Luoyue turned around and saw the most reliable Senior Brother Jiang in the sect standing behind her.

Jiang Tingbai smiled at Yan Luoyue, then followed her dagger and immediately noticed the string of images under the stone tablet.

For a moment, Jiang Tingbai seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Yan Luoyue: "...Wait, this was actually done by Master!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Tingbai believed them immediately.

Therefore, his expression this time was one of hesitation and reluctance, revealing a deep sense of helplessness.

"...Forget it, let Master do whatever he wants."

Jiang Tingbai walked closer and patted Yan Luoyue on the shoulder.

"Master just sent me a message, asking me to come back to find you - what's wrong, Junior Sister, why did you suddenly come back to the peak, did anything happen?"

"Um."

Yan Luoyue nodded without hiding anything and repeated exactly what she had just said to Ji Qinghong.

After she finished speaking, she raised her head and asked, "Brother, what does the appearance of the Falling Moon Tree represent?"

When Jiang Tingbai discovered the Falling Moon Tree in the body of the Heteromorph, he not only recognized what it was at first sight, but his expression also became very solemn.

This also shows that Senior Brother Jiang must be an insider.

Sure enough, after thinking for a moment, Jiang Tingbai revealed the news to Yan Luoyue.

He first asked Yan Luoyue: "Do you know the rules of the Demon Clan's seal?"

Yan Luoyue nodded: "There are three seals in total. The stronger the monster, the harder it is to get out."

"Yes." Jiang Tingbai sighed, "But this rule no longer exists after the monsters take the Falling Moon Tree into their bodies."

After the monsters took in the Falling Moon Tree, their own demonic energy was concealed.

After all, the seal is not intelligent enough. It only decides whether to block or not based on the strength of the demonic energy.

These monsters that contain the Falling Moon Tree have already changed their appearance according to the judgment standards of the seal, so escaping the seal is as easy as taking something out of a bag.

So, if Yan Luoyue and the other two had not stopped the giant rolling demon, it could have relied on the Luoyue Wood in its body to rush all the way, ignoring the seal and coming to the human world, just like the alien mother demon hiding in the underground secret room of the Lu family.

Having said that, Jiang Tingbai softened his tone, half bent down, and patted Yan Luoyue's shoulder solemnly.

He looked into Yan Luoyue's eyes, his gaze full of encouragement and recognition: "You did a great job."

Yan Luoyue smiled subconsciously.

To be honest, even she herself feels proud when she thinks about this.

After all, the energy attack launched by the giant rolling demon slashed 950,000 points of Yan Luoyue's blood.

Even she, a bug-level existence with a health bar of one million, can be so vicious. If this attack hits other people, what consequences can be expected?

Fortunately, they intercepted the rolling demon in advance and killed it together, otherwise what would have happened afterwards would have been unimaginable.

But apart from that, the information Jiang Tingbai revealed was too revealing.

Yan Luoyue still remembered that Shen Jingxuan once said that the Luoyue Tree grew in the Demon Realm.

Doesn't that mean that the sealed monsters can just chop down the Falling Moon Tree, cut it into sections, and then each monster can hold a small section of the Falling Moon Tree, line up in order to pass through the seal, and come to the human world? !

Maybe it was because the imagination was too persuasive, or maybe it was because Yan Luoyue and Luoyue Tree had the same name.

Just thinking about the monsters dividing up Luoyue's papaya, Yan Luoyue felt a chill and goose bumps appeared on her neck.

After hearing her question, Jiang Tingbai shook his head patiently: "That's not the case."

After all, the Moon-falling Tree is a divine creature from heaven and is difficult to destroy.

So far, people only know that it can be smelted with the fire of crows.

If the Falling Moon Tree is really that easy to destroy and can be chopped into pieces like firewood, then why did these monsters allow a branch of the Falling Moon Tree to pass through the seal instead of cutting the Falling Moon Wood into sawdust and sprinkling a little on each of their bodies?

Jiang Tingbai looked far away, towards the direction of the seal:

"Before the Demon Realm was sealed, someone sneaked into the heart of the Demon Tribe. Before he died, he desperately spread the news that it was the Falling Moon Tree that blocked some of the Demon Tribe's attacks for us..."

Perhaps because he was dying, the message was vague and ended abruptly.

At least in the human world, no one can imagine: as a tree that can't run or jump, how can the Moonlit Tree stop the attack of the demons?

Could it be that it weaves its branches into a net, creating a protective fence for the humans and demons?

...However, as an unshakable divine object, the Falling Moon Tree should be neutral between the three races. Why is it so biased towards the human and demon races?

As for this question, the world of immortal cultivation still has no answer.

Jiang Ting frowned in worry and continued the topic: "...Now that a monster has been able to get a small piece of Fallen Moon Wood, perhaps the sacred tree can no longer hold on and is showing signs of decay and withering."

This is naturally a very serious and terrible thing.

If the peace between the human world and the demon world in the past three thousand years was not only due to the seal planted in the Demon Realm in the past, but also because the Falling Moon Tree bought them time.

So after the Falling Moon Tree is defeated, how powerful will the demons be when they join forces to attack the seal?

For some reason, Yan Luoyue suddenly had a strange thought.

——When Sister Yu named herself "Luoyue", she believed that the Luoyue tree would have a long life and she wanted to borrow a bit of good fortune from the sacred tree.

However, what if the Moon Tree didn't even survive her?

Shaking his head quickly, Yan Luoyue drove the thought out of his mind.

Recalling the branch he dissected from the body of the Rolling Demon, Yan Luoyue felt that it was longer than the one he had seen in the body of the Heteromorph Demon before.

Speaking of which...

Yan Luoyue asked: "Senior Brother, the two branches of the Falling Moon Tree we found are not isolated cases, right?"

Jiang Tingbai stared at Yan Luoyue for a while, then nodded heavily and slowly.

"About ten years ago, people began to find the remains of the Moonfall Tree from time to time in the corpses of super monsters."

So when Jiang Tingbai saw the Moon-falling Tree, he knew what the situation was.

Because as far as he knew, the same thing had happened more than a dozen times in the past few years.

…

Even if the world were to be destroyed the next day, the people on the previous day would still have to complete their tasks.

So after reporting this news, Yan Luoyue was sent back to the Demon Realm to be sealed. Some of the brothers and sisters from Jianfeng, Fufeng and other peaks also went to the Demon Realm to be sealed with her.

Everyone worked together, and in the next two months, they cleared the second and third seals.

Fortunately, the final result was good.

Not only did they not encounter any giant sphere-shaped demons with super-power again, but among all the sphere-shaped demons that were swept away, not a single one was able to absorb the attacks and store them.

It seems that the rolling demon that Yan Luoyue and the other two encountered that day was really just a short-lived exception.

After three months of teaching and communication, the seal was completely removed. Yan Luoyue and the other two returned to Guiyuan Sect and prepared for the next battle.

That’s right, at the end of each Fa-teaching and exchange session, you should have a discussion with the person you taught the Fa to.

Perhaps because the offensive power of the talisman was not as strong as that of the sword skill, Fu Feng did not use this as an excuse to disqualify Wu Man Shuang from the competition.

This is both a recognition of Wu Manshuang's strength and a trust in Wu Manshuang.

——He recognized that his strength was enough to protect himself, and he also trusted that Wu Man Shuang could handle the fight properly.

It was only after Yan Luoyue returned to Guiyuan Sect that she realized how thorough Fu Feng’s preparations were.

Compared to Jianfeng, Fufeng's financial strategy is flexible. Good guys, for the match between Yan Luoyue, Wu Manshuang and Kang Bashui, they even started selling tickets to the public!

Yan Luoyue: “…”

As for this question, how did Yan Luoyue know?

Of course, it was because Fu Feng’s manager came to ask Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang to sign a contract each.

The ticket revenue from this competition was divided into 10% each among Yan Luoyue and the other two.

Yan Luoyue: Okay, I have no objection. Sell more tickets and sell them at a discount.

Before Manager Fu Feng left, Yan Luoyue stopped him and asked, "Who came up with this genius idea of ​​selling tickets?"

Manager Fu Feng was very humble: "We were also inspired by the Great Dao Qing Tian Monument. As far as I know, it was your master who suggested that Jian Feng sell tickets to Jian Bei..."

Because Fufeng disciples have the advantage of location, and Kang Bashui is well-known within Fufeng, all Fufeng disciples can get a 20% discount on ticket purchases...

Under the influence of various factors, Fu Feng's disciples almost all voted, entered the venue in an orderly manner, and occupied half of the audience seats.

Fu Feng seemed very indifferent to this.

They call this behavior of producing and selling their own tickets "keeping the wealth within the family".

As Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang walked to the entrance of the fighting arena, they heard the laughter of several disciples.

"Brother Bashui wants to compete with the disciples of 'that peak'."

"Yes, it must be a very exciting scene."

"Pfft, do those two disciples know that our Brother Bashui is not easy to beat?"

Someone seemed to hit him with a punch: "Who said it wasn't true? The anti-rebound talisman created by Senior Brother Bashui would give even gods a headache!"

Hearing this, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang couldn't help but smile at each other, with subtleties in their expressions that only they knew.

Yan Luoyue touched the moon-white robes he had just put on and thought to himself: Actually, I am even harder to beat.

The disciples who were chatting casually passed by the two people and did not recognize them as Kang Bashui's opponents in this match.

After walking a little further inside, Yan Luoyue even met Jiang Tingbai.

Yan Luoyue was surprised and delighted: "Big Brother, you are coming to watch our competition too?"

"Yes." Jiang Tingbai nodded gently, "You go in first, my brother will be here soon."

Wu Manshuang asked sharply, "Brother, are you waiting for someone?"

"Yes." Jiang Tingbai smiled frankly, "I want to see if there are any acquaintances passing by and borrow a spirit stone from him to buy a ticket."

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Yan Luoyue: “…”

At this moment, Yan Luoyue was simply speechless.

Every time, when she and I saw Jiang Tingbai's poverty had reached the limit, we would be shocked by Jiang Tingbai's further poverty.

Covering his eyes weakly, Yan Luoyue groaned, "Brother, don't borrow money from me. I can just buy the ticket for you."

Jiang Tingbai paused for a moment: "Well... I came here to watch your game. It's not good to borrow money from you, right?"

"Brother, please stop being polite to me." Yan Luoyue waved her hands repeatedly, "You still have the dividends from selling storage bags deposited with me. This is your own money!"

Jiang Tingbai laughed: "Okay, then I'll trouble you, Junior Sister."

After this little episode, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang finally entered hand in hand.

The first person to come on stage was Wu Manshuang.

On the stage, Wu Manshuang and Kang Bashui stood at the two ends of the stage. Under the blindfold of the white veil, Wu Manshuang's cheeks were tense, and she was obviously a little nervous about this scene.

After spending three months together day and night, Kang Bashui was gradually able to understand the expressions of this junior fellow apprentice.

For example, now, as soon as he saw Wu Manshuang, he knew that Junior Brother Wu was obviously very serious about this competition and was most likely going to take it seriously.

After pondering for a moment, Kang Bashui took the lead in asking a question.

"Brother Wu, what toxins do you plan to use in this fight?"

Wu Manshuang thought about it and gave a useless answer: "I can't say."

Kang Bashui asked the most concerned questions in rapid succession: "Will you use the toxin that turns people green? Can this toxin also turn octopuses green? Is there any solution?"

He quite likes his original dark purple color.

Wu Manshuang answered honestly, "Not necessarily. I haven't researched the solution, but I used it to dye other people's hair before. As long as you are patient for two or three years, the toxin effect should fade away on its own."

Kang Bashui: “…”

The next second, Kang Bashui raised eight hands at the same time very honestly: "I give up!"

Wow——

This kneeling and sliding action at the very beginning obviously shocked the audience.

Everyone started whispering, not knowing what had happened.

Under the white veil, Wu Manshuang widened her eyes in confusion.

Kang Bashui smiled innocently, revealing his snow-white teeth:

"I just thought, it's scary if the whole body turns green, but if only the head of the octopus turns green, that would be even more unsightly."

Wu Manshuang murmured, "If Senior Brother particularly hates this..."

It's just a discussion among disciples. As long as Senior Brother Kang objects seriously, he doesn't have to do it.

Kang Bashui scratched the back of his head: "Oh, Senior Brother was just joking with you, but you actually took it seriously - Well, the real reason why I gave up the rights is because I already knew I couldn't win, so why bother fighting?"

After all, Wu Man Shuang only needed to cut her skin and then wave it away like a fairy scattering flowers.

If even one drop falls on Kang Bashui, he will definitely lose.

However, for the sake of this fight, Wu Manshuang had to limit his most powerful killing move.

"Strength and weakness are determined by one's heart." Kang Bashui smiled cheerfully, "Brother gave up the right to compete, but won with grace - you see, Brother Kang is not someone who can't afford to lose."

…

In the second game, it was Yan Luoyue who took the field.

The moment she appeared, the audience was in an uproar, and it was obvious that they had been looking forward to Yan Luoyue's appearance for a long time.

Within Yan Luoyue's hearing range, she even heard a lot of whispers.

"That's her! That's her!"

"Fought with Jianfeng for ten days and ten nights?"

"Or was he beaten by Jianfeng for ten days and ten nights?"

"Being beaten for ten days and ten nights is quite remarkable!"

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Looking up at the platform again, more than half of the seats belonging to the peak masters were absent.

Apparently, after the last fight that shocked the heavens and the earth and was enough to be recorded in the history of Jianfeng, all the peak masters had the foresight to find excuses to decline to watch the fight.

The leader of Fufeng Peak and Ji Qinghong sat opposite each other, one on the left and one on the right.

The head of Fufeng Peak was a little old man with white hair and beard. He took a quick glance and saw a happy smile on Ji Qinghong's face.

“…”

In an instant, somehow, the leader of Fufeng Peak suddenly thought of the new name that Ji Qinghong had just given their peak.

The host announced that the competition had begun.

In the first incense stick of time, Yan Luoyue and Kang Bashui looked at each other, walked in circles, slowly moved their feet like they were doing Tai Chi, and even changed their positions.

Yan Luoyue brushed the moon-white robe on his body.

This was the anti-armor she had successfully forged the day before using her own turtle shell and the heart of a giant spherical demon she had cut out from a giant spherical demon.

Although this robe is not as thick as ordinary armor, but rather very light and delicate, its effect is hundreds or thousands of times greater than the previous piece of armor.

Yan Luoyue's attitude was very humble: "Senior Brother Kang, are you going to hit me?"

Kang Bashui's attitude was also very tolerant: "No, no, no, Junior Sister Yan, you should come and beat me."

The two rivals with ulterior motives smiled at each other, and everything was understood without words.

Seeing the noisy sound coming from the audience, Yan Luoyue coughed lightly and reminded Kang Bashui:

"Brother, you have to be worthy of the ticket money."

Kang Bashui scratched the back of his head: "Okay."

He stretched out and drew out his eight hands at the same time, with a talisman between the fingers of each hand.

Kang Bashui muttered to himself a little depressed: "I don't know why, but I always feel like I'll lose if I start first..."

Having said that, Kang Bashui's action of throwing the talisman was unambiguous.

Eight talismans came towards him. At the same time, Kang Bashui sprayed out a mouthful of ink. His eight tentacles operated at the same time, drawing eight rebound talismans and sticking them all over his body.

"good!"

In the stands, the knowledgeable junior brother Fu Feng immediately cheered.

Everyone knows that is Brother Kang's most skilled rebound talisman, which can rebound the opponent's attack and drag the opponent into a desperate situation where he has to fight himself!

Seeing Kang Bashui cast the talisman, Yan Luoyue was not surprised but happy.

She even took two steps forward and happily caught the blow with her shoulder.

Seeing Yan Luoyue doing such an amateurish thing, the audience looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Junior sister... doesn't have much experience fighting enemies, right?"

"How can you run into the moves yourself?"

"Ouch! Get out of the way!"

Before he finished his words, eight sharp wind blades hit Yan Luoyue's shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen one after another.

Then, these attacks failed to penetrate the enemy and turned 180 degrees on the spot, attacking Kang Bashui with great momentum!

Instantly, the entire audience burst into applause.

"Bounced?"

"Could this be the legendary hit-and-run attack?!"

As for the Fufeng disciples, they were even more shocked when they saw this: "Could it be that Junior Sister also brought the anti-rebound talisman?"

"I remember that the anti-rebound charm is very difficult to learn. One of the key points is that it must have natural patterns on the tentacles to be realized. So far, except for Brother Kang, no one can draw this charm!"

"I understand. It's clothes! That robe must have been made by Junior Sister herself, right?"

Kang Bashui remained calm and used a rebound talisman to block the attack on the spot.

Seeing the wind blades bouncing between them, Kang Bashui sighed.

"Junior Sister Yan, it looks like this match is the ultimate showdown between counterattack and counterattack."

Yan Luoyue responded happily.

As she agreed, she took out a stack of attack talismans and began to tear them apart like a true talisman practitioner.

Kang Bashui: “…”

It is true that those who wear shoes are not afraid of those who are barefoot. Only those who have a more durable rebound force know it.

However...

Kang Bashui laughed: "I won't give in like I did with my junior brother Wu."

The next second, Kang Bashui also took out a stack of talismans, and began to tear up the talismans with beautiful movements like dealing cards and a hand speed that was no less fast than Yan Luoyue!

At first, the audience was very happy, feeling that they were watching a high-quality, sword-fighting match.

But afterwards, they soon discovered: the flashing of swords and the shadow of swords were real, but the two protagonists could not fight at all.

They were just standing in front of each other, letting the flashes of swords and shadows of sabers bounce off their bodies and outwit each other!

——There is actually such a way of fighting in the world!

——You can’t say they didn’t try their best, you can’t say they didn’t fight fiercely. But I don’t know why, as you watch, you feel a sense of powerlessness!

——Why, why on earth? It was clearly a contest between the Way of Talismans and the Way of Weapons, but it seemed like they, the spectators who paid for the tickets, were the losers?

For some reason, everyone seemed to hear the same voice, which kept repeating itself endlessly.

"Bounce!"

"Bounce your bounce!"

"Bounce your bounce back!"

“…”

Compared to the mixed emotions of the spectators, the mentality of the several peak masters on the platform was much simpler to understand.

The leader of Danfeng looked at the scene in front of him and took a deep breath.

She quickly thought of the famous Ten Days and Ten Nights War three months ago, and couldn't help but lean back slightly——

Come, let someone come up now and explain to her: What is a classic remake, what is a nightmare reappearance, and what is a nightmare cycle?

In the dazzlingly fast counterattack, Kang Bashui's counterattack talisman was about to run out of effect.

Several peak masters became alert and their expressions brightened.

The next second, Kang Bashui waved his tentacles, ink spurted out, and he drew eight more rebound talismans on the spot and stuck them on his body!

……oh.

The peak masters leaned back in their chairs.

As time passed by, the leader of Danfeng thought of his experiences over the past ten days and couldn't help but lean slightly towards the leader of Fufeng.

"Master Wei... Is it the same as Jianfeng that Fufeng has unlimited time for exchanges and discussions?"

After hearing this, the old man paused subtly and then nodded.

There is no way, this is not a question of rules, it is a question of face!

Ji Qinghong's disciples had just asked Jianfeng to change the rules of the fight, and then when Fufeng welcomed disciples to pass on the Dharma, they also changed the time rules. Doesn't it seem like Fufeng admitted that they were at a disadvantage?

If the people who come to exchange ideas are disciples from Danfeng or Jianfeng, then it will be easy to talk to them.

But...but this is Ji Qinghong’s disciple!

How could I lose face in front of Ji Qinghong!

The leader of Danfeng took a deep breath and whispered, "We at Danfeng...changed the rules after I watched that fight."

Master of Fufeng: "..."

What? Why didn't you say so earlier?

If I had told him earlier, he would have changed it as well!

It's embarrassing to do this alone, but if two people do it together, isn't it less embarrassing?

As for now...

Master Fufeng looked sadly at the arena where the fighting was going on, and he was very sure in his heart that this competition would not have a result in the short term.

Seeing the old man's sad expression, an elder from Fu Feng quickly spoke to comfort him:

"It's okay, Peak Master. With the speed at which Zhuzhu draws talismans, he will not be able to keep up sooner or later."

Master Fufeng paused noticeably.

"…Who is Zhuzhu?"

The elder was very surprised: "...This is your own disciple! You don't really think that Zhuzhu's full name is Kang Bashui!"

Master Fufeng: "...I remember now."

The head of Fufeng Mountain, who had followed his beloved disciple up and down the mountain and called him "Bashui" for more than 20 years, was exceptionally silent today.

The match lasted from dawn to dusk, and lasted for eight hours before the result was known.

In the audience, many audience members couldn't help but fall asleep with their heads drooped.

Therefore, when the master of ceremonies shouted "Four pit peaks - Yan Luoyue wins!", many spectators were suddenly awakened from their sleep.

——What pit?

——Four pits!

——Good! This name is really well chosen, it is indeed a trap!

I can only say that judging from the length of the match, it was totally worth the price of the ticket.

Judging from the wide variety of spells, the competition was certainly exciting.

Even judging from the number of ultimate moves, this fight would rank among the best in the sect arena battles of the past fifty years.

But for some reason, everyone feels cheated...

Alas, it shouldn’t be like this!

The exciting, fist-to-fist competition they were looking forward to with Uncle Ji's disciples...they were clearly two happy things, so why did they become so tangled when put together?

Later, after some idle disciples reviewed the situation, they found that the game would not have been dragged on for so long.

In fact, according to the rebound capabilities of both sides, it should have ended within an hour after the start of the game, with Yan Luoyue winning.

But why did this game last for eight hours?

The disciple analyzed seriously: The reason is that Kang Bashui has eight hands, so he can draw talismans eight times faster than others.

Therefore, under the same massive attack, a Rebound Talisman should have exceeded the threshold and become ineffective the moment it came into contact with the enemy.

But Kang Bashui carried eight anti-rebound talismans on him!

Therefore, he can resist eight times more than the original threshold!

No matter whether others believe this analysis or not, Kang Bashui's friends believe it.

So that day, Kang Bashui had just returned to the courtyard with a glass of wine, humming a song, and in a good mood, when he was pinned down on the spot by his friends who had been lying in ambush for a long time and hammered into a meal of takoyaki.

"We go to watch your games, cheer you on, and you treat us to a good night's sleep!"

"Don't say anything, brothers, beat him!"

It was also from that day that the entire Fufeng knew Yan Luoyue.

Because she defeated Kang Bashui and is more awesome than Kang Bashui.

Even in the counterattack ability that Senior Brother Kang was proud of, he was far superior to Kang Bashui.

At the same time, "earth overcomes water" is one of the five elements that overcome each other.

——Therefore, Fu Feng’s disciples respectfully called Yan Luoyue “Yan Batu”.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

She has reason to suspect that you, Fu Feng, are taking this opportunity to take revenge!