Chapter 62

Her previously gentle and virtuous temperament was now left with only deep worry.

Luo Chen probably knew how she felt.

That Min Longyu's performance just now was too strange; it seemed like he was using formation flags to set up a formation, but the way the formation flags were triggered was not by connecting into a formation.

Instead, it was a kind of destructive counter-attack formation.

The enemy didn't know the details and subconsciously destroyed the formation flags, which instead accelerated the formation of that golden light blade formation.

Such methods, let alone Han Dang,

I'm afraid any of the nine Po Shan Gang cultivators would be in trouble if they encountered it.

Now, the opening victory that the Po Shan Gang craved was gone.

Instead, the Da Jiang Gang had the upper hand.

"I hope the following battles will go a bit smoother!"

Luo Chen sighed in his heart; he was already on the side of the Po Shan Gang and subconsciously hoped they would win.

The subsequent three battles did not exceed most people's expectations.

This was because the three people sent by the Da Jiang Gang were all members of their own gang, and the cultivators of the Dahe Market knew them well.

The scene was not that tragic; perhaps having seen Han Dang's end, the Hall Masters sent by the Po Shan Gang were more cautious.

The second one was Luo Wudi, known as the Tiger Descending the Mountain; he also had the surname Luo, so he could be considered a clansman of Luo Chen.

His performance was exactly the same as his name; like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, he launched a fierce attack on the enemy.

It took less than three minutes to achieve victory.

The third battle, Long Panhu, also won; the winning method was a top-grade magic tool.

According to Murong Qinglian's explanation, it was something Mi Shuhua often used and had specifically borrowed for this time.

Fortunately, he won; if he had lost, this top-grade magic tool would have become the opponent's trophy.

By the fourth battle, Luo Chen became interested!

This was because the person on stage was his old customer, Fellow Daoist Zeng Wen!

And the one fighting him was the only female cultivator among the eighteen, the Da Jiang Gang's Rakshasa Girl.

"Sister-in-law, what do you think of this battle?"

Because the Po Shan Gang had won two consecutive battles, the previously low mood had improved quite a bit.

Murong Qinglian brushed her hair and smiled, "As long as they are members of the Da Jiang Gang, we can basically take them down."

This statement is true!

The Po Shan Gang's cultivators fight demonic beasts in the mountains all year round.

Their combat experience is definitely considered rich among those of the same realm.

The Da Jiang Gang travels by water all year round; although they also encounter demonic beasts and robbery cultivators, most of them are water battles.

Some unique skills, under the circumstances of this limited Dao-discussing platform environment, often do not perform as well as expected.

"Fellow Daoist Zeng Wen has outstanding combat power; in his early years, his dantian was injured by someone, leading to his path of cultivation being cut off."

"The world only thinks he has given up on himself and is addicted to beauty all day long."

"But they don't know that he has already polished various combat methods of the Qi Refining stage to perfection."

"Now sending a woman on stage, I'm afraid they are underestimating him."

Murong Qinglian spoke eloquently, and her words showed great confidence in Zeng Wen.

I didn't expect that old lecher to be so reassuring!

Luo Chen was deeply moved; sure enough, his prejudice against him was too deep.

Next time I sell the Myriad Wonders Pill, I must give Fellow Daoist Zeng a discount.

On the stage, facing the Rakshasa Girl, Zeng Wen was all smiles.

"You Da Jiang Gang are quite willing to part with things, sending such a beauty to kill me."

"It's a pity that I, who have always loved flowers and cherished them, am afraid I will have to be ruthless today."

The Rakshasa Girl was not as her name suggested; she was extremely beautiful.

Especially a pair of headlights that were bright enough to blind people.

Facing Zeng Wen's teasing, her expression was like frost.

"Today, I will let you die under the peony flower and become a ghost!"

After speaking, a crescent flying knife magic tool was shot out directly, and several talismans were activated at the same time.

Opposite him, Zeng Wen was unhurried, driving his defensive magic tool, while simultaneously activating his high-grade magic robe for defense, and even throwing out a golden light shield in his hand.

Triple defense, as stable as an old dog.

Even Luo Chen, seeing this, couldn't help but gasp!

I'm afraid his Soul-Breaking Nail couldn't penetrate such a tight defense.

That crescent flying knife magic tool was exceptionally sharp, but after several collisions, it couldn't hurt Zeng Wen.

As for the fireballs and wind blades displayed by those talismans, led by the crescent flying knife, they only penetrated two layers of defense.

When they landed on the magic robe, it was just like a breeze brushing against his face.

Zeng Wen was all smiles, his hands didn't stop moving; it was his turn to attack!

Nine talismans were thrown out in an orderly manner.

The rules limited the use of only ten talismans, and he had just finished using them.

Taking advantage of the Rakshasa Girl being exhausted from dealing with them, he pinched a spirit formula, and a Swamp Technique was shockingly formed.

The ground suddenly turned into a swamp, extremely soft and rotten, and countless large hands reached out from it, wanting to pull the enemy into it.

The Rakshasa Girl was forced to fly into the sky.

However, there was a shadow in the sky!

Before anyone knew it, Zeng Wen's high-grade attack magic tool was already in position.

A huge yellow brick slapped down on her head.

Bang!

Person and shield together, she was smashed directly into the swamp.

Countless large hands grabbed onto her, and in just a few breaths, they tore the Rakshasa Girl into mud.

"It's a pity, competing on the same stage in such a place; if it were another place, I would definitely fight you for three hundred rounds."

"This time, it was really a bit fast."

Zeng Wen's face was a bit pale, and his smile was also very forced.

Using so many methods in one breath, even with his magic power, he almost couldn't hold on.

But at least, he won.

He turned back and shouted to the Po Shan Gang's stand: "Old man Mi, the Sick Tiger did not fail the trust today; you can't go back on the monthly pass to the Tianxiang Tower you promised me!"

After speaking, he staggered off the Dao-discussing platform.

In the stands, Mi Shuhua's face was already blooming with smiles; winning three consecutive battles, it was already stable.

The other spectators were even more excited and shouting.

Although this battle was a one-sided advantage, Zeng Wen's methods were unhurried, tight, and thorough.

There were talismans, defensive magic tools, attack magic tools, the use of magic, and even verbal provocation before the battle.

It can be said that he perfectly displayed most of the methods that a Qi Refining stage cultivator can use.

Many cultivators were thoughtful after watching.

They felt that they could learn from this combat method and tightly coordinate their combat power.

Luo Chen was also very excited; after fully sorting out Zeng Wen's methods, he only felt that it would be difficult for anyone to escape the fate of the Rakshasa Girl.

First defense, standing in an invincible position.

Then throw a large number of talismans, forcing the opponent to be exhausted from dealing with them.

Then use the Swamp Technique to close the retreat, while forcing the opponent to go toward the direction of the secretly activated attack magic tool.

Finally, the yellow brick smashed down, setting the victory.

Stable enough, accurate enough, and ruthless enough.

Of course, this set of attacks also has flaws; if the enemy has high-power attack methods, it is very easy to suppress one's own side at the very beginning.

If there are strange magic tools that can change the situation of the battle, such as the formation flags of the person in the first battle, they can also turn defeat into victory.

But in general, this tactical thinking can be absorbed.

The time for laymen to watch the excitement and experts to watch the doorway did not last too long.

Because the critical fifth battle was about to begin.

For this battle, the Po Shan Gang was confident.

The name of the Broken Blade Xu Renke was famous in several markets.

Such a wandering rogue cultivator has many methods, strong combat power, and even more courage to fight with his life.

And his opponent, the Mixed River Dragon Gao Tingyuan, was much inferior, only having a small reputation on the Lancang River.

Compared to the Po Shan Gang's confidence, the atmosphere on the Da Jiang Gang's side was oppressive.

They did win the opening victory.

But the follow-up was not red at all; losing three consecutive battles, they were all numb from losing!

"Fellow Daoist Wang, the elites in your gang don't seem to be very good!"

The voice transmission entered his ears, and Wang Haichao's face looked a bit ugly.

For this battle, his Da Jiang Gang sent five people, and the Lianyun Commercial Alliance supported four.

He had arranged the order of appearance before, except for letting the Lianyun Commercial Alliance's Min Longyu go first in the first battle, the next five people were all from the Da Jiang Gang, and the remaining Lianyun Commercial Alliance cultivators were arranged at the end.

This arrangement was also intended to give his own people a chance.

As long as they win one or two more battles, he can speak more firmly when cooperating with the Lianyun Commercial Alliance later.

But now, they have lost three consecutive battles.

The first two were fine; they didn't have much hope anyway.

But the Rakshasa Girl lost so cleanly, which really surprised him.

What happened to the Sick Tiger Zeng Wen whose path was cut off, who didn't seek progress, and who was addicted to beauty all day long, and whose strength was already less than ten or twenty percent?

That crescent flying knife of the Rakshasa Girl was a high-grade strange magic tool he had bestowed upon her.

He had found it in the Myriad Treasures Building back then and spent more than three thousand spirit stones.

It didn't make any contribution and now belongs to someone else.

Anger is anger, but there was not much panic in his heart.

"Elder Zhou, wasn't it already calculated before that we could win seven out of nine battles? Now it's just that we lost one more battle on the Rakshasa Girl's side, and the rest will not lose once!"

Facing his confidence, Elder Zhou, who didn't know which stand he was in, chuckled.

"Are you so sure?"

"As far as I know, Xu Renke's broken blade is a fragment of a magic treasure; even if it can only trigger one percent of its power, it's not something your subordinates can resist, right!"

Wang Haichao's mouth curled slightly: "No matter how strong a magic treasure fragment is, can it be stronger than spirit stones?"

"Oh, it seems you were prepared! Then I'll wait and see!"