Master Maha is a thin old man with a hunchbacked figure and wearing a black cloak. He walks swayingly. If you look from behind him, you will only think that he is a sick old man who is about to fall into the soil.

But if you look at his face from the front, you will be shocked if you have never seen it before.

Maha had a slender beard with a long and dark brown color, and it was drooping straight to his chest. His face was haggard, his eyes were cold, and his face was dead, like a zombie.

Maha is the number one master in the Holy Leader Sect. He is proficient in the four magical magics of witchcraft, Yin, Water and Thunder. He is a great master who is not worthy of his name.

He was so angry that he was disturbed by the barbarian man. Seeing that he was so unruly, he had to punish him slightly.

The thin and thin hand squinted slightly, and a dark centipede appeared in the palm of his palm. The insect was about one foot long, with heads at both ends, mouths on both ends, and huge jaw teeth in its mouth.

This two-headed giant-jawed Gu worm was not transformed into spiritual energy, nor did it appear out of thin air, but a Gu worm emerged from a flesh hole in the palm of Master Maha’s palm!

Like Elder Huang's red-shelled beetle, this two-headed worm is also raised in the belly by monks, but unlike the red-shelled beetle, this two-headed worm is smaller in size and does not require magic to help it grow rapidly after it comes out of the body, so there is no need for a link seal.

Shenglingzong is the largest sect in Nanzhou and also the Miao people's country protection sect. When Miao men and women get older, they have to go to Shenglingzong to be selected, be admitted to the best, and practice martial arts.

The Sect of Shengling has been established for a long time. The sect has inherited magic for thousands of years and has passed on the four kinds of magic of witchcraft, Yin, Water and Thunder. Among them, the Sect of the Sect is the most famous. The Sect of Shengling has been deeply researching and researching the magic of witchcraft, constantly introducing innovations and consolidating and improving them.

Nowadays, when the witchcraft magic is mentioned, people will immediately think of the Nanzhou Holy Leader Sect, and there is no one in the world who is better than that. It is precisely because the witchcraft magic has been too profound and exquisite, some amazing bold exploration plans have emerged.

One of them is to transform the human body, cut a mouth on the palm of your hand, and specifically for the excretion of the insects. In this way, the insects will no longer be taken through the mouth, which is not only convenient, but also much more concealed.

As soon as this plan was proposed, it caused a stir in the clan. Some people agreed, believing that once it succeeded, the witchcraft magic would take a big step; but some people opposed it, believing that it was not easy to transform the human body and that the risk was too high.

The then clan leader thought about it repeatedly and decided to first select 50 middle-aged and middle-aged people from the clan to accept the physical transformation plan and see how it works.

Unfortunately, things went against my wishes. Forty-five young and middle-aged men died. Of the five who survived, four of them could not use their palms. Only one person achieved the expected effect, and the plan also failed. The patriarch ordered that the matter would not be discussed within a hundred years.

And the only successful person is naturally the current Master Maha.

The two-headed giant jaw worm crawled out of his palm and fell silently to the ground. Two rows of steps quickly hit the ground, and their slender bodies twisted, as if swimming in the water, approaching the strong barbarians very quickly.

When there was still one meter left, the insect's body suddenly bowed and then stretched, rising into the air. In the air, its body blurred, as if it was a reflection in the water, and then disappeared.

"Oh!" The barbarian man suddenly screamed in pain, looked down and saw a dark centipede on his hand!

"Oh!" He screamed again, full of fear, and swung his hand suddenly, throwing the black worm to the ground, stepping on it, and the worm was stepped into a pool of meat paste.

He angrily cursed in barbarian language and asked who put the bug. As soon as he finished cursing, he suddenly felt that the back of his hand itched. When he went to see it, he saw a bubble growing on the back of his hand.

Even though he knew he couldn't scratch it, but it was so itchy that it was too unbearable. He couldn't help but raise his hand to scratch it. With just a touch of his nails, the thin skin was cracked and the pus was mixed with blood.

When the blister is broken, the itch suddenly increases and it becomes itchy into the bones. The skin touched by these pus will also grow small blisters. The small blisters quickly expand, and in a blink of an eye it becomes a large blister.

The barbarian man was shocked and frightened, and kept shouting and howling, which was very tragic. People around him were afraid of being implicated when they saw him in an unusual situation, so they retreated. The barbarian man could not control him at all, so he raised his hand to grab him, and the second bubble was also caught.

At this time, a muffled voice suddenly heard a low voice saying, "Cut your left hand. If you are late, your arm will not be able to be saved."

The translator was also a barbarian. After hearing this, he hurriedly said to the man. The man shouted no, but the blisters had already grown on his arm.

The muffled voice said again, "A little later, your life will be gone." The barbarian translator looked in and saw a hunchbacked old man wearing a cloak in the distance. Although he didn't know who the old man was, he noticed that he was sitting at the first table yesterday, as if he was a master. He hurriedly ran forward, bowed in front of him, and begged, "I hope the seniors will give their hands high!"

The old man was naturally the Great Master Maha. He smiled coldly, stretched out four fingers tremblingly, and did not say a word. After waiting, he took back one and turned into three.

The barbarian translator already knew that his fingers were countdowns, and all the fingers were taken back, and the barbarian man's life was gone. He did not dare to delay and said to a man carrying a knife, "Brother, can you borrow a knife?"

The man said "Okay", drew his knife and threw it out, and the translator was copied in his hand. At this time, Master Maha retracted another finger.

The translator raised his sword high, turned his head and ran away. When he approached, Master Maha retracted his finger.

At this time, the barbarian man had scratched his entire left arm without any good skin, and his flesh was fuzzy and terrible. He also fell to the ground and struggled to call for help.

"Hold on!" The translator held the hilt of the knife with both hands and slashed it hard. The knife light flashed, and with a "click", blood splashed, and one of the barbarian's right arm was chopped down and fainted from pain.

The translator returned the knife, walked to Maha, and sternly said, "Who is your lord? Leave your name!"

Maha laughed, but there was no smile on his dead wood-like face. He whispered: "You have the courage to ask me for my name, why? Do you want to avenge your companions?"

The translator shook his head: "I am vulgar and do not use magic. I am obviously not your opponent, but I must report to our king about your harm to my companion. What is the specific matter? Follow his instructions."

Maha nodded: "I am Maha, the saint of Nanzhou. Those who want to take revenge come to me. I will be waiting for you at any time."

"Please!" The translator turned his head and took the broken-armed barbarian man, and left with difficulty step by step. Blood still flowed out from the broken limb of the barbarian man's left arm, leaving a blood mark.

Jiangzhu Island had to worry about it. The manager who had just slapped said hurriedly: "Come with me quickly, go to the clinic on the island, stop the blood first!"

As a result, the barbarian man withdrew from the competition seriously injured and the conference continued. Most of the people present were famous people, and they had seen strong storms, and no one was affected because of this little blood.

The contestants took the stage to compete as usual, and the observers also cheered and evaluated and analyzed as usual.

It was not until the full moon hangs in the sky and the stars swayed in the sky that the day's competition came to an end. Most of the monks had competed two games, and some had competed three games. In addition to fighting with barbarians, Shen Moyan also competed with the Green Mist Realm monks in the group.

The monk was a young man from a sect in Shanzhou. He was only sixteen years old. His father asked him to fight to give him insight, and it was not important to win or lose.

The boy fought with Shen Moyan for less than ten rounds and was hit by the Long Yin Sword and was defeated.

Shen Moyan won both games on the first day, and Mrs. Zhao, who was in the same group, naturally won both games. Since the barbarian man withdrew from the competition, the other five people all decided to win one.

According to the competition rules, Shen Moyan will fight against Mrs. Zhao tomorrow.

In the evening, Shen Moyan, Guo Yufei, Yan Ruojuan and Xu Bixuan gathered in the same room to discuss how to deal with the battle tomorrow. Originally, Yan Ruojuan also invited Elder Ma, but Elder Ma did not care about this at all and was unwilling to come.

Because Elder Ma did not come, the four of them stopped staying in the lobby and gathered in Guo Yufei's bedroom to talk.

The three-shu knew that Guo Yufei had never been in charge of them, so she was very arbitrary in the room.

Xu Bixuan sat cross-legged on the bed with barefoot, Yan Ruojuan sat crookedly on the beauty couch next to the bed, Shen Moyan sat at the end of the couch with his legs in his arms.

Only Guo Yufei sat seriously on a round stool.

Yan Ruojuan said: "Sister Shen, I guess Mrs. Zhao's cultivation level should be at the second and third level of purple gold, so we should avoid his edge. You can deal with a few moves when you face Mrs. Zhao tomorrow and just admit defeat. Keep the spells for use against others.

The scholar in Group 36 is also very powerful, and he won all the two games today. I guess he should have the fifth and sixth level of Lan Xia, and he is your biggest enemy."

Shen Moyan didn't want to think about any tactics, so he just finished it. When he met his opponent, he tried every means to defeat him. If he really couldn't defeat him, he would lose. She said: "I don't want to take advantage of this loophole. No matter how strong the opponent is, he has to fight with all his strength. How can he think about losing when he comes to power?"

Xu Bixuan said: "This is not called taking advantage of loopholes, it is called strategy. Our purpose is to advance, not to be beaten!"

"Damn girl, who did you think you were beaten? I'm going to tear your mouth!" Shen Moyan jumped up, jumped from the beauty couch to the bed, and then rode on Xu Bixuan's waist. Xu Bixuan hurriedly rolled and arrived at the edge of the bed.

Although Shen and Xu were nearly ten years apart, they had been together for more than ten years and often had a fight like this when they were sisters. Seeing Xu Bixuan fled, Shen Moyan refused to give in and reached out to catch him.

Xu Bixuan got off the bed barefoot, shouted "Save me, my husband," and rushed into Guo Yufei's arms.

Shen Moyan grabbed her ankle and pulled it out, and Xu Bixuan kept Guo Yufei's waist tightly. Shen Moyan pulled it twice and failed to pull it, so she gave up.

Yan Ruojuan smoothed out: "Okay, stop making trouble, let's continue to explain the competition tomorrow." After all, she is the wife. Although she never gives orders based on her identity, Shen and Xu still treat her as the hostess in their hearts.

So as soon as she spoke, the two stopped making trouble. Shen Moyan knelt on the bed, while Xu Bixuan still stuck on Guo Yufei and couldn't get up, which made Guo Yufei's heart pound.

Yan Ruojuan continued to persuade Shen Moyan to give up fighting with Mrs. Zhao tomorrow and concentrate on dealing with the scholar. Shen Moyan was very entangled. It was not until the end that Guo Yufei also spoke up and she agreed.

On the second day, when the morning light was dim, the sound of weapons fighting sounded from the Jiangzhu Island Square. The group stage will be completed today, and the competition will be more than yesterday, so it will be earlier.

Shen Moyan faced a man in Mai's first match. The man used a mountain-opening axe. The kung fu was quite good, but he learned too few magic and could not even save his life. He fought with Shen Moyan for twenty or thirty rounds, and accidentally got a purple light palm and fell off the ring.

In the next second game, Shen Moyan met Zhao Qiaoning. Zhao Qiaoning also used a long sword, and the gong was knocked. The two women bowed and fought. Shen Moyan tried his best and tried his best, and the sword moves emerged one after another.

At first, Zhao Qiaoning had a little bit of underestimation of the enemy, and was more arbitrary in the offense and defense. She immediately fought with Shen Moyan, and after a few more moves, she was slightly disadvantageous.

The audience from the audience saw that a Lanxia Realm could fight with a Zijin Realm, and shouted loudly, and more and more onlookers were watching.

But after a few glances, some masters knew that Mrs. Zhao had good offense and defense and had enough strength. Looking back at Shen Moyan, she had tried her best, and her physical strength was rapidly passing, so she might not be able to support her for a long time.

Yan Ruojuan also saw it and whispered: "Sister Chen, don't forget the plan!"

Shen Moyan also knew that although he had the advantage of the situation at the moment, he would fall into danger within twenty rounds. He immediately jumped back, grabbed the four seals, and used the Purple Light Palm.

Zhao Qiaoning also saw that the other party retreated back so bluntly, giving him enough time to grab the seal, which was to fight him head-on in terms of spells, which was obviously a move to defeat him.

She remained motionless, her left hand had five fingers flying, and the five seals were tied, and a light yellow light condensed on the sword. At this time, Shen Moyan flew forward with her palms. The sword in her hand swung diagonally forward, and the golden light energy escaped from the blade, condensed into a ball, dragging the long-lasting light tail to rush forward.

It is a yang spell "comet strike".

With a "boom", the purple light gas turned into smoke, and Shen Moyan was shaken to the ground. Zhao Qiaoning took a step and waved his sword to the middle of her eyebrows.

The disciple of Jiangzhu Island, who was the referee, jumped onto the ring and announced loudly: "Huaxian Sect, Zhao Qiaoning, win!"

Zhao Qiaoning took the sword and nodded at Shen Moyan. She was a master of the Purple Gold Realm and the wife of the sect leader. She was higher than Shen Moyan in terms of identity and cultivation. It was natural that she won, so naturally there was no need to say polite words like "Take aside".

Shen Moyan stood up long and bowed and said, "I admire you." He was about to turn his head, and then heard Zhao Qiaoning say, "Miss, persevere, with your qualifications, you will definitely achieve great success in time."

Shen Moyan bowed and bowed again before walking off the arena.

Zhao Qiaoning still kept moving, and she had another match to compete next, and her opponent was the scholar.

The man with a scholar's surname is Song, his name is Shuwen. He has a fair skin and flesh, a black cloth hat and a fat and thick cloth robe. He can't tell whether he is thin or fat. The corners of the robe are broken and weathered. If he hadn't been a long sword behind him, he would have looked like a scholar who crossed mountains and ridges and went to Zhongzhou to take the exam.

Song Shuwen's mind was as good as Shen Moyan, and he did not intend to fight Mrs. Zhao with all his might. After he came on stage, he threw a sword and admitted defeat.

At this point, Zhao Qiaoning won four games. Including the barbarians who had withdrawn from the competition, he won all five games and firmly ranked first in the group.

The barbarians withdrew from the game after losing, and they lost all five games, so they were at the bottom of the group.
Chapter completed!