Chapter 1782    This is unscientific

He Sheng's pleasure surprised Nangong Ji a little.

What he was most afraid of was that He Sheng refused to agree, or the reason for seconding breathing was delayed. He also prepared several sets of stimulating He Sheng, but he didn't expect that he could not use it at all. He Sheng agreed so easily.

Zhou Ling'er frowned in a pretty brow, "Senior Brother He.

Don’t promise him! He challenges you at this time, just because the tailor doesn’t wear a ruler and doesn’t care.”

Many monks also agreed with Zhou Ling'er's point of view, "Senior Brother He, you should at least have a rest!"

"Yes! Senior Brother He said that sharpening a knife will not delay chopping wood."

The monks also came out of good intentions. After all, what was the intention of Nangong Ji to challenge He Sheng at this time? It was simply Sima Zhao's intention, and everyone knows it.

Due to Nangong Ji's identity, it is difficult for everyone to directly accuse Nangong Ji of being despicable, but it is still possible to dissuade He Sheng from resting for a while.

He Sheng smiled, "No need, I can still fight."

He naturally knew that Zhou Ling'er and everyone were thinking about him, but his thoughts coincided with Jiufang Mingyue, and he could not get a hundred punches. If he defeated Nangong Ji again, no one would dare to challenge him in the future!

Zhou Ling'er wanted to say something else, but she still didn't say it, because she felt the joking gaze of Jiufang Mingyue.

Is this old woman laughing at herself?

Yes, she must be mocking herself for not having confidence in Senior Brother He.

"Okay, Senior Brother He, you must beat him up, I believe in you."

Zhou Ling'er shouted.

It is not only a support for He Sheng, but also a provocation to Jiufang Mingyue.

Nangong Ji jumped onto the competition platform without saying much. Since He Sheng agreed, he would no longer give He Sheng more time to restore his spiritual power.

Si Ming, who was in charge of the competition, continued to repeat what he said just now, "Two, you guys, you voluntarily compete."

"Okay, start."

With Si Ming's fate, Nangong Ji took out his fairy sword. This was a top-grade fairy sword with a weird appearance, because it was twice as long as the regular fairy sword, and the sword body was also extremely wide.

He Sheng narrowed his eyes and secretly praised the beautiful mother-child sword.

The so-called mother-child sword is also a more famous one among the fairy swords. It is very difficult to cast because it requires refining at least two sword bodies on a sword embryo, and ensuring that the two sword bodies are completely in line with each other and are free to separate. That is to say, the sword holder can cast one or two fairy swords as he wishes. Moreover, the biggest highlight of the mother-child sword is not that it can separate the fairy swords, but that the power formed by multiple fairy swords is often not that one plus one equals two, but that it may equal three equals four.

How much power can be exerted depends on the sword holder's immortal skills and cultivation.

Nangong Ji was very satisfied with this mother-child sword. The Nangong family was the first family in the Qin State. Many of the children of the family worked in the Qin State. In recent years, with the prosperity of Qin State, the Nangong family has almost become one of the top families in the Central Region. This mother-child sword was one of the gifts that the king of Yue State bribed the Nangong family to avoid the invasion of Qin State.

It is said that it was the work of the first sword-making master of Yue Kingdom. The head of the Nangong family gave it to Nangong Ji at the coming-of-age gift.

Many Si Ming and the monks who watched the battle saw the extraordinaryness of this fairy sword. Some monks from ordinary families couldn't help but shake their heads repeatedly. It's really incomparable! These young men from aristocratic families held magic weapons and weapons. Just looking at this fairy weapon, they no longer had the courage to compete with them.

But at the same time, they also admired He Sheng even more, because whether He Sheng was fighting against Wang Lun just now or fighting against Nangong Ji, he used the Dragon Tooth Immortal Sword he refined himself. Although this is also a top-grade fairy sword, it made the monks jealous at all, because He Sheng refined it himself! Just like many people in the secular world will hate the rich second generation, but they admire the rich more than hate the rich.

After the two of them took out their immortal weapons, Nangong Ji took the lead in attacking. He saw his wrist tremble and his long sword stabbed towards He Sheng. This sword did not have any fancy sword style but a simple stab, but this stab move was extremely cold.

Every time the sword tip of Nangong Ji approached He Sheng, the momentum of the mother-child sword in his hand doubled. When the sword tip of Nangong Ji fought with He Sheng's dragon teeth, the momentum of the mother-child sword had changed from calm at the beginning to stormy waves. The surging sword energy on the competition platform was like a wave hitting the embankment, and one tide hit. As soon as He Sheng was hit, his arms were numb. He still underestimated Nangong Ji!

But precisely because of the power of Nangong Ji, He Sheng became more and more excited. The Dragon-toothed Sword in his hand was also extremely excited. The Dragon-toothed Sword was made by He Sheng with artifacts. It was like a bloodthirsty little lion. Even if the other party was an elephant, it dared to take a bite.

He Sheng used a set of sword techniques taught by Jiufang Mingyue, and flexibly dodged to avoid the focus of the mother-child sword in Nangong Ji's hand. This was not that He Sheng was afraid of Nangong Ji, but that he felt that there was no need to fight with Nangong Ji head-on. As soon as he knew that Nangong Ji's mother-child sword had not really shown his power, and now the mother-child sword was just a mother-child sword and the son-child sword had not yet been released.

Secondly, he also wanted to practice with Nangong Ji as much as possible. Although Jiufang Mingyue taught him a lot of immortal sword skills, the teachings in the cultivation world are very simple. They can be directly transmitted into your spiritual consciousness with just a thought. Unlike in the secular world, masters teach apprentices, they need guidance from one move, which makes the monks lack actual combat. Therefore, the Jiuling Taoist Academy will hold a competition in March to give a platform so that the monks can measure their strength at all times.

Nangong Ji was a little surprised. As he expected, He Sheng had a battle with Wang Lun. Not to mention that his strength was greatly damaged, he would not have enough spiritual power! Therefore, he used a killer move to force He Sheng to fight with him. He thought that if He Sheng was insufficient spiritual power, he would definitely be in a hurry to fight him to a decisive battle. In that way, he could find He Sheng's flaws and launch the Mother Sword of the Child to break it.

However, what he unexpectedly expected was that He Sheng not only did not rush to take on his moves, but instead avoided the important ones and swayed at him. This was unscientific!

Is he still very strong in spiritual power?

It's impossible! He Sheng's cultivation is about the peak of the second-grade immortal spirit level, and probably his spiritual power is almost the same as himself.

Then there is only one reason. He Sheng was making a fool of himself and confusing himself. Thinking of this Nangong Ji, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "He Sheng, you have only such ability. Well, since you want me to have fun with you."
Chapter completed!