Chapter 417 Are all of you in Penglai Xianzong the King of Death?!
Wu Yu has excellent aerial turning ability.
It was her. She moved her body while turning her head, trying her best to shift the direction of force to the center of the ring.
Wu Yu does not want to step down.
Of course, it felt very painful to be hit by that extremely heavy Zen staff.
There was a dull sound, and Wu Yu felt as if the left half of her body had lost consciousness. She was even numb from the pain.
Fortunately, pain can quickly improve a person's concentration.
Hold the yoga pose at the moment your body lands on the ground.
She placed her right hand on the mustard seed bag at her waist and wiped it hard.
She held in her hand the magic pen that she had used since she was a child and which her father had carved for her.
Wu Yu couldn't help feeling a little dazed.
Is it love? Yes, it is love.
She missed him so much. She missed the past, that day, and the gentle breeze that caressed her hair.
Those who are attached to something, who are reluctant to leave, and who have to travel far away.
Wu Yu shook his hand again.
The talisman papers prepared for her by her senior brothers and sisters, master and uncle fell like scattered flowers.
While blocking her vision, Wu Yu endured the numbness in her left arm. She stretched out her hand and poured all her spiritual energy into the tip of the pen in her right hand.
Such a critical moment.
Wu Yu was clearly afraid and always panicked, but she did not give up thinking.
Which talisman can work the fastest?
Which talisman is most likely to succeed?
There is no answer.
…
Who cares.
Just draw first. What’s the point of thinking so much?
Wu Yu took a deep breath and looked at the direct descendant of Fulong Temple rushing towards her again. She lowered her brows and closed her eyes.
The subtle factors in the air vibrated inexplicably, as if some things condensed into an invisible and intangible silk thread, the end of the silk thread was Wu Yu's raised wrist.
No pause.
Her wrist turned, and the tip of the pen did not hesitate.
The rune, which was completed in one go, fell smoothly onto the yellow talisman paper right in front of Wu Yu.
In the audience.
Ruan Wei was a person who could keep a straight face, but at this moment she leaned forward and watched closely.
Xiao Xuantong was also ready to rush out to pick people up at any time.
Wanqi An, who was strolling over, said, "Hey——"
Another one drawing talismans on the spot?
Wanqi An saw the person on the stage clearly.
Ah, Chang Wuyu of the Penglai Immortal Sect, the man who is mediocre in every aspect.
to be honest.
Wanqi An couldn't quite figure out Chang Wuyu's position in the Penglai Immortal Sect. His swordsmanship was not good, and his physique was also poor. He had fainted frequently in several previous competitions, as if he had some illness.
Such a sick beauty, she looked so ugly during the fighting competition.
It's really a pity.
Wanqi An is a formation cultivator, but he comes from Xuantian Pavilion and has seen many of his senior and junior brothers drawing talismans.
The direct descendant had excellent eyesight, so of course he saw the girl's slightly trembling hands on the stage, and even the runes that fell from the tip of the pen were trembling.
Wanqi An raised his eyebrows and said, "It won't work. Her hands are shaking."
How could a sect possibly produce two talisman practitioners?
impossible.
That's absolutely impossible.
"Shut up." Chang Huaijin said.
Chang Huaijin stared at Wu Yu's movements.
Looking at her at this moment, it was like seeing my younger sister when she was little. She always bent over the desk day and night, carefully copying the new talismans she learned every day, stroke by stroke.
Chang Huaijin, "My sister is a genius, she can do it."
He turned around and glared at Wanqi An fiercely, "Don't say those discouraging words here, or I'll beat you up!"
This was the first time that Chang Huaijin was subjectively rude to someone.
I said it before.
He was raised according to the standards of a young master from an aristocratic family. Chang Huaijin's sharp tongue was usually unintentional. He has always been the most polite person in the Penglai Immortal Sect.
Right now.
Chang Huaijin no longer wanted to be polite.
Wanqi An, "..."
I'm afraid of you!
These words disappeared under Ruan Wei's cold gaze.
Chang Huaijin can afford to offend him.
Forget about Ruan Wei.
She's like a lunatic, why bother with a lunatic?
Wanqi An was completely speechless.
He thought angrily: The Penglai Immortal Sect is using their numbers to bully the few!!! If his fellow brothers were here, he definitely wouldn't be intimidated either!!!
On stage.
Wu Yu put down her brush without any pause. She held the talisman in her right hand and at the moment before the talisman was formed, she directly threw out the talisman, which she didn't know whether it would be completed or not.
After being thrown out, Wu Yu suddenly fell to the ground.
Her fingertips spasmed and throbbed with pain, and she had no strength to react.
Win or lose, it all depends on this one move.
The direct descendants of Fulong Temple are very close.
The talisman is already in front of me.
He knew that the success rate of talisman practitioners was terribly low.
But it's better to be careful.
He instantly switched from offense to defense, struck the ground with his Zen staff, and the golden light protecting his body, which had dimmed a lot, reappeared.
Ruan Wei's heart was in her throat.
She couldn't imagine.
She couldn't imagine how big a blow it would be to Wu Yu if the talisman failed this time.
Ruan Wei was also very clear that Wu Yu had not seriously practiced various talismans for a long time.
The law of nature is absolutely fair. Even if Ruan Wei feels that she is suspected of being an illegitimate child, it will not help her because of her relationship with Wu Yu. Therefore, Wu Yu may not necessarily succeed.
Fortunately——
Things in this world are always unpredictable.
The glittering golden light was so dazzling that the moment this brilliant light bloomed on the ring, Chang Huaijin jumped three feet high:
"Ahhhhhhhh Chang Wuyu——"
Chang Huaijin exclaimed in surprise.
He shouted so loudly that even Wu Yu on the stage could hear it clearly.
Wu Yu clearly had no strength left. She turned around and said, "Chang Huaijin, you're so noisy."
Chang Huaijin quickly lowered his head and covered his mouth.
I covered my mouth, but I couldn't hide the joy in my eyes.
Well-known passerby Wan Qi'an's eyes widened, and he also exclaimed: "No way?!"
"You all are the King of Hangings in Penglai Immortal Sect!!!"
These days.
Have talismans become so easy to draw?
Ruan Wei's heart suddenly fell back into his chest.
She stared at Wu Yu who was also smiling on the stage, and she smiled inexplicably.
Ruan Wei had never felt his heart beating so violently before. It was a very satisfying and proud feeling.
Golden light appeared instantly and the talisman took shape.
The direct descendant of Fulong Temple suddenly closed his eyes and immersed himself in it, trying his best to resist Wu Yu's attack.
suddenly.
The talisman took effect, and the water mass slowly rose, like a transparent fortress, tightly enveloping the person. The water flow was as soft as silk, yet full of power, silently entwining them.
“Gurgle gurgle gurgle…”
The direct descendant of Fulong Temple struggled desperately in the water.
He tried to break free, but the water mass followed him like a shadow, clinging tightly to his body, leaving him nowhere to escape.
His breathing also became slow and deep.
This is a water-gathering talisman.
It is a talisman that is completely incompatible with Wu Yu's spiritual roots.
But she was able to draw it even though her spiritual roots were not compatible, she was weak all over, and she hadn't practiced for a long time.
How is this not genius?!
Wu Yu has never been so confident.
Facing the surprised eyes of the direct descendant of Fulong Temple in the water group, Wu Yu smiled slowly. She raised her hand, and a deep purple color shot out from her fingertips at lightning speed.
It's too fast.
It was so fast that it was not until it was immersed in the water that the direct descendant of Fulong Temple felt his whole body paralyzed before he reacted.
That was thunder from the sky.
It is the thunder that existed in Wu Yu's spiritual root when the twins went through the thunder tribulation together.
It was a double thunder tribulation that Chang Huaijin had endured after gritting his teeth and suppressing his cultivation for a month.
Water conducts electricity, which is also what my senior sister taught me.
Wu Yu has always remembered Ruan Wei's words clearly.
I have long heard that the spiritual roots of the four disciples of Penglai Immortal Sect have mutated into something extraordinary.
Essentially.
Wu Yu's spiritual roots are rare in millions of years.
Thunder Spiritual Roots, the same Thunder Spiritual Roots as the Child of Destiny.
Chang Wuyu has always been a genius.
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